The beautiful daily life of Black Light Salted Fish

Around noon, a dilapidated truck drove past the dirt road in the mountains southeast of the camp. The person in the passenger seat got off halfway and walked towards the agreed meeting place.

After the sentry confirmed that it was safe, the middle-aged uncle guide was brought in to discuss the details of the operation with Dmitry, Watson and several team leaders. He had a name that was too complicated to remember, and Watson himself was not good at Chechen, so he simply let him take on the main communication work.

As most of the afternoon slipped away, a more complete action plan gradually took shape.

Watson easily secured a position in the infiltration team and served as the team commander.

This was the first consensus reached by everyone.

The entire operation will be discovered by the enemy sooner or later. Slade is the most likely person to ensure the safety of the infiltration team, not to mention the instructions of the commander-in-chief of the operation, Palyosha.

The content of the battle changed, so Watson left the KSVK anti-material sniper rifle to the sniper team, leaving only the RPK light machine gun as the main weapon. This time, there was no teammate to act as an ammunition carrier, and the number of 45-round equipment magazines increased to 14 - 8 were loaded into the ammunition backpack alone. In order to ensure the continuity of firepower, the RPK magazines carried by Watson were all double-mounted, highlighting a rapid overheating warning.

After the plan was finalized, at 4 a.m., another guide drove the old truck back along the same route with a full compartment of livestock fodder. Most of the action team had already hidden in the woods by the roadside, and as soon as the truck stopped, they quickly surrounded it, guarding those who needed to be on guard, helping those who needed to help, and hurriedly put Watson and the four infiltrator team soldiers into the worn-out raincoats in the truck, and then stuffed them into the pile of fodder that smelled like sheep dung.

After pressing down on several bundles of straw, there was no sign of anyone hiding on the surface.

Watson soon felt the truck moving again.

Of course he himself didn't care, but the other soldiers must have suffered because the smell of sheep dung was really strong.

After turning around for about ten minutes, the truck began to slow down and slowly stopped. Several male voices in Chechen were heard from outside, one of whom sounded a little drunk. The conversation ended with a few jokes. As the sound of the engine speed increasing reached his ears, Watson knew that the most difficult level was passed.

Even so, the occasional barking of dogs along the way made him unable to help but be on high alert.

The truck had entered the town of Lascanyut, but it did not turn much and drove forward along a road, heading to the farm northwest of the town as planned. The infiltration team was finally arranged in a sundry warehouse, surrounded by sheep and chickens, and the stench was even more complicated.

While eating with my teammates, two heavy machine gun pickup trucks happened to drive by, separated from the storage warehouse by a fence. The two guides came over from time to time to ask if there was anything they needed. They could speak some Russian, so the basic communication was quite smooth, but the two truck drivers knew only a limited amount of information. They had already played their greatest role in bringing the infiltration team in and hiding successfully.

The farm owner is a relative of one of the guides. Apart from this relationship, he is doing this job for money. In fact, considering the Russian army's usual fighting style, the farm owner and his family, who cooperated with the truck driver to hide the infiltrated team, have packed their luggage and are ready to flee with their family at any time.

It's very nice of them to be willing to provide some food to the soldiers.

By dawn, Watson and his men would probably be the only ones left on the farm.

And the poultry.

And a half-destroyed old pickup truck.

This thing can't handle long distances on bumpy roads and can only handle roads in town.

Watson began to plan an intelligence gathering plan.

The farm is a little remote and has an open terrain, so it is easy to be seen when going out during the day. Fortunately, the farm is not far from the river. As long as you cross a street to the north, you can reach the grove near the river and then dive into the river.

He must do it.

There were not many entertainment options in the town of Raskanyut, and Grigoriev would probably leave once he finished his business, staying for one more night at most. So we had to seize the opportunity, preferably when Grigoriev and Ahmed were talking together, to minimize the probability of the two of them escaping separately.

Under the current conditions, it is very difficult to find out the location of Ahmed in the town, the specific meeting place and time, and the specific deployment of the guards. However, the Russians are already accustomed to this situation. Commander Palyosha has made it clear that if the intelligence is not enough, the firepower can make up for it. As long as the meeting place of the two sides is confirmed, it will be enough.

In as fast as 30 minutes, attack aircraft from the field airport in Dagestan could appear overhead and bomb other areas of the town of Raskanyut, significantly weakening enemy forces.

Significantly improves squad action success rate.

This plan has been put on the table since the beginning and has not changed until now.

There were not that many precision-guided bombs in the late 90s, and even if there were, they were rarely in the hands of the Russians, whose military budgets were always tight. Therefore, in order to ensure the effectiveness of air support, fighters must carry enough bombs, even if they are slightly off target, they are enough to kill the target.

As for whether or not to accidentally injure civilians, this was not considered. Everything was prioritized to complete the mission. If the bomb was not dropped, his teammates would die. If the mission was not completed, he might be subject to military court. Both sides had already exhausted all means during the first Chechen War, and accidentally injuring civilians was not really a major issue.

In fact, the first Chechen war was so tragic that the local residents of Chechnya also knew what the Russians were up to, especially in the capital Grozny and its surrounding areas.

It is difficult for those who rely on luck to survive.

As long as you find Russian soldiers fighting nearby, most residents will know to run away without you having to chase them away. As for those who can't run away or don't want to run away... Considering his identity and personality, Watson did not object to this plan. He couldn't reveal that his black light body could devour the enemy and extract their memories.

Ten minutes later, Watson decided to act.

As a local resident, the farm owner was not clear about the deployment of the warlord Ahmed's troops, but he still had an impression of where the enemy was more numerous. After confirming the location and route, Watson said he would investigate alone, leaving several confused teammates on standby. He slipped out of the farm under the cover of night and ran quickly towards the river bank.

He stretched out his tentacles to secure his equipment to avoid shaking noises. He imitated the three Lalala sisters to reduce his body density and lighten his weight. Combined with his cushioning ability, he passed silently across the small flat area in front of the farm like a ghost.

Once inside the woods, the levitation cloak left the body at the master's command and returned to its original state.

Watson took off his guns and ammunition bags and stuffed them into the cloak, which immediately became a long package. Even Soviet weapons are prone to problems if they are soaked in water for a long time, especially bullets - this thing is not as strong as the gun itself, and the primer will be ruined once it gets wet.

The importance of waterproofing the floating cloak is highlighted at this time.

Rushing forward quickly, Watson stepped on the broken ice and sank into the river dragging his package. The water flow was in the opposite direction of his target point, so Watson could only keep his weight light and rely on his strength to fight the water flow and swim forward against the current.

This set of clothes was inconvenient to carry after taking it off, so Watson did not plan to transform into an underwater form. Unfortunately, he did not consider underwater action at the beginning. The cotton underwear was full of water and was extremely heavy. Fortunately, he could still bear it. At worst, he could use his hands and feet to crawl on the bottom of the river.

Compared to the shore, the unfrozen water is actually warmer.

That made Watson feel good.

The moonlight was filtered by the ice, and it was fragmented and flickering. The scales of the fish swimming in it glowed with a faint silver light, and then disappeared into a darker area. Watson had never seen such a scene before, but he had no time to delay. The levitation cloak had to be paid by the hour.

After swimming for almost 10 minutes, Watson gently broke through the ice and confirmed his position. When he saw the wooden bridge over the river, he knew he was halfway there.

He used the communicator to report to his teammates that he was safe. At this moment, a sound came from not far away. Watson scratched the ice and saw a swaying figure on the shore. His keen sense of smell caught the smell, and with his eyes, he carefully identified it and confirmed that it was a drunk person.

The other party was wearing a camouflage military uniform and had an AK automatic rifle on his back. It was obvious that he was a subordinate of the warlord Ahmed.

Watson dived back into the water and moved closer to the man.

Then he punched the ground, broke through the ice, and pulled the vomiting drunk into the water.

The soldiers who were chatting on the bridge heard the noise, looked down at the crack in the ice, and immediately realized that their drunk companion had fallen into the river. They quickly turned on their flashlights and ran to the shore to call out their companion's name, but no one dared to step onto the ice.

It seems that the comradeship is not very strong.

After walking a few dozen meters along the river and still searching in vain, the soldiers quickly left. According to the memory fragments Watson had just extracted, they might return to the scene with more people to try to fish out the drunk's body. This matter would only lead to one result, that is, another unlucky person who fell into the river while drunk in the town.

There are quite a few such cases.

The drunkard's consciousness was confused before he died, and Watson continued to swim forward while digesting the memory.

The river water washed for most of the day, and the smell of sheep manure that was originally in the truck had long disappeared. The whole set of clothes was washed from inside to outside, and to be honest, it was quite comfortable. Several fish were attracted by the smell and curiously came to Watson, becoming a small snack to replenish the energy of the black light body.

Ten minutes later, Watson climbed ashore and lurked in the woods. He impatiently unfolded his levitating cloak and threw the guns and ammunition to the ground.

"Why? You want a kiss from me?"

The levitation cloak shook his body.

"There are no historical sites in Chechnya, and even if there are, they cannot escape the war." Watson rolled his eyes and put the two pistols into the holsters: "If you want, maybe we can go to Moscow in the future. There are a lot of cultural relics there, and they can be purchased at low prices. As long as the money is in place, the Russians will sell everything."

The cloak of levitation slapped him.

"...You really are becoming more and more like Miss Watson."

Watson turned the cloak back into sleeves, hid the RPK light machine gun and ammunition backpack, making sure there were no parts left on his body that could easily cause noise, and then turned his attention to the three-story house in front that was converted into an eastern outpost.