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"The superintendent notified us to continue rushing to the response location. They have sent a team from the fourth squadron. After handing over to us at the response location, they will set off to search for the 'Dragon Knight'."

After Fang Xiaoyan received the message, she read it out loud.

"That's fine." Captain Huang De and Captain Han Xiaoren exchanged opinions and nodded. The fourth squadron of "Dark Night" can be the most distinctive among the squadrons. flower ixi

If seen by an uninformed outsider, they would most likely think it was a foreign army. Many of them are not black-haired and yellow-skinned East Asians, but are minority warriors who look more like foreigners. Basically from the northwest and northeastern regions of China, there are Uyghurs, Russians, Uzbeks and Tatars. They have lived in China for three generations. In addition to their mother tongue, they can also speak Chinese. Their living habits are similar to those of the local Han or Tatar people. There is no difference between other ethnic minorities, they all belong to China.

This is also due to China’s policy of multi-ethnic unity, which is somewhat similar to the United States, a country composed of European and African immigrants.

These carefully selected soldiers are usually responsible for combat missions or special secret operations outside the country. This is somewhat similar to the Foreign Affairs Department, but they are more inclined to combat missions.

The only difference is that China is the result of natural migration or intermarriage accumulated over history, and there are even descendants left over from the European Crusades, so loyalty and identity are relatively more reliable.

Like many special forces, they will not admit their true identity even if they are sacrificed, and the country will not publicly recognize it. At this point, many soldiers have the same consciousness, and their usual treatment is quite generous, which is better than that of ordinary soldiers. The troops are many times higher.

"I really don't know if Lieutenant Lin is in danger in this hellish place." Captain Huang De has the best relationship with Lin Mo. Several of his soldiers are also familiar with Lin Mo. He is also the one who worries about Lin Mo the most.

Not only him, but other soldiers are also worried. "Dark Night" is a group of kings of soldiers. Everyone is an indispensable member of this group because the relationship between them is stronger than that of ordinary troops.

"It'll be okay. You don't know Lieutenant Lin's skills. No matter what kind of bandit hits him, thank God he doesn't make trouble for others. The elite troops of the United States wearing 'Future Warriors' are still being attacked by Lieutenant Lin." Stripped naked."

Squadron Leader Han Xiaoren had heard about Lin Mo's deeds a long time ago. This Lieutenant Lin really couldn't be treated as an ordinary pilot. He believed that those who could come to the "dark night" were basically military kings. Even the cooking team in the canteen With a godlike marksmanship, how many little bandits will the King of Soldiers be afraid of?

If he can be dealt with easily, then what qualifications do he have to be called the King of Soldiers?

"That's what you said. I hope Lao Zhang's Fourth Squadron can get Lieutenant Lin back as soon as possible. There's nothing good to do in this place where birds don't shit." Captain Huang De "touched" and "touched" his head, but he still listened to Han Xiaoren's words. Captain's opinion.

"Everyone, pay attention to get to the camping camp "Frog" before dark. You are responsible for finding the supply point. Others will keep an eye on the point. If you see Lieutenant Lin, report it quickly."

Captain Huang De was unwilling to stay here for a long time. They just eliminated one East Turkestan stronghold, which did not mean that all East Turkestans were eliminated. In the wilderness, the speed of the two squadrons with non-combatants was also greatly affected. Influenced by the influence, one must always be wary of East Turkestan elements or local armed forces who appear out of nowhere. Sometimes nomadic tribes will also appear as part-time bandits.

After the two squadrons came together, they unified command and discussed with the two squadron leaders. Huang De was responsible for issuing orders, and all personnel obeyed the orders.

"Finally found"

Lin Mo climbed the cliff nearly two hundred meters high with bare hands. Based on his memory of the direction and the metal dragon's guidance on metal, he finally found the place where the J-10 crashed. Countless metal fragments were scattered over an area of ​​nearly five square kilometers. Inside.

What Lin Mo found was the location of the engine. The single-shot 31fn engine was no longer in its original shape. Only a vague black shape could be seen on the torn metal surface. He found the black box, pulled it out with force, and then began to destroy it. Accessories that may leave behind technical data, including radar systems and data storage.

If the giant metal dragon swallowed all the remains of the machine, it would obviously be impossible, but eating some important components could also play a certain role in keeping the technology secret.

At this time, the stealing of food by the giant metal dragon had become the righteousness of Tianjin. Lin Mo smashed the important equipment to pieces while the giant metal dragon scurried around and devoured some important cores. Those that could not be swallowed were directly strangled. Turned into powder, one person and one dragon, the invisible and deliberate organization made it very difficult to reverse the technology.

He put the black box into his survival backpack, removed some metal parts from the body, and processed the gold coins a little. Although this giant dragon couldn't deal with Lin Mo on some issues, there was absolutely no problem with his reputation. He had to eat and work. Tianjin Diyi, in response to Lin Mo's needs, the gold dragon was not lazy at all, and even did better than what was required.

Lin Mo's hand had an arm shield and a long sword. Although the shape looked a bit strange, at least it was a complete set of cold weapons. The shield was strong and light, the sword was hard and sharp, and the quality of the items taken from fighter jets was definitely above the standard.

There are tens of millions of parts in a fighter jet. It is relatively easy to find some parts with similar shapes to process.

Lin Mo even made up a set of full-body armor for himself. The external materials of the aluminum alloy body were processed into corresponding parts. He folded and bent them, cut and cut them. If he didn't use the metal fusion talent of the metal dragon, he would just use physics. It can also be done with strength. The strength of the dragon knight plus the ever-changing tools of the gold dragon is not too difficult.

When it dawned the next day, Lin Mo had transformed from an aerial knight into a fully armed land warrior. After ejection, the only life-saving equipment he had was a pistol for self-defense. In this area where militants were infested, , Lin Mo did not hesitate to choose his most familiar appearance in another world.

What does it mean to be a strong man who can fight ten or a hundred people? If he uses the human sea tactic, he will still be piled to death by cannon fodder. Soldiers in the Texi Empire and the Slan Empire, such high-level warriors Lin Mo saw the scene of being piled to death more than once. Even the giant dragon had to retreat in front of the crazy human soldiers.

On the surface of the armor, some rough patterns were carved with an umbrella knife. Although it is not made in one piece, the details are somewhat harmonious and slightly rough, but it gives people a strange sense of beauty. After all, it is a handmade product, but it looks like a real one. There is no difference between the cold weapon warriors.

From a modern perspective, this is a good set of handicrafts. Even so, no one can imagine that these are actually from a J-10 fighter jet. Even if the soldiers in the "Dark Night" brigade saw it, You have to admire the five-body projection.

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At least when faced with a pistol, the body still has some defense.

When the sun first rose, a warrior covered in silver armor carried a backpack and a giant sword, pointed in a certain direction, and strode forward.

Deep in the 1,600-kilometer-long Hindu Kush Mountains, unknown wildflowers and grasses grow gracefully on a hillside near a stream, adding a touch of life to the desolate mountain scenery.

Two severely worn tires were pushed into the shallow stream, followed by two equally old tires, causing a bigger splash, and a rusty GAZ truck made in the former Soviet Union was pushed away. It rushed into the stream, spitting out black smoke, and rushed to the other side of the stream amidst the harsh roar.

Although the products made in the former Soviet Union are stupid, bulky and consume a lot of fuel, they are indeed durable and powerful, and they do not appear weak at all in such mountainous areas.

The stream was shallow enough to cover only half of the calves, and it did nothing to stop more vehicles following behind. There were also large GAZ trucks that looked like they had been through for many years, and various other cars following the convoy. There were even a few tractors, dragging the team along for nearly a kilometer.

The twenty-odd Gas trucks that accounted for the main means of transport in the convoy were not only loaded with fuel and living supplies, but also people and livestock. They seemed to be a migrating tribal team, or more like a refugee team.

There are also a small number of off-road motorcycles in the team, running up the hillside from time to time, occupying the commanding heights to guard. Without exception, the people riding the motorcycles are carrying weapons on their backs, either 47s or RG rockets.

Except for a broken radio that kept making noise and a poor signal, which was making a hissing sound, and you could barely hear some radio programs, there were only a few people whispering in low voices, and ignorant young children were crying. Despite the noise, most people were drowsy while sitting in the car, or leaning on each other with their eyes blankly in a daze, not knowing what they were thinking.

Suddenly, fierce gunshots came from the direction of the team's advance, which seemed very sudden.

The marching team quickly stopped, all the engines were turned off, the noisy engine sounds disappeared, and even the noisy radio station was silent. The entire team almost at the same time It got quiet.

There were several large trucks at the front and rear of the team, and young men with guns jumped out of the trucks, pulled the bolts of their guns, shouted each other's names, and ran around to seize advantageous terrain.