Dragoon fighter

A bright green light on the screen filled the entire screen, then faded away in the blink of an eye.

‘Attack No. 2 is completed, the duration is old seconds, start checking the destruction situation, and confirm that the target was not hit.’ The plan is started.’’

Although the two consecutive attacks failed to hit the target, the speaker's voice still showed no emotion, as if it had nothing to do with him, and he was describing a very ordinary thing.

The people in the conference room exchanged glances with each other and seemed not to take it to heart. This was even expected, and they even prepared a more powerful trump card.

"The Mao Tail team entered the position and found the target!"

"Maowei Team 2 entered a remote area and found their target!"

Two new unfamiliar voices came from the speakers, and then they said at the same time, "Weapons are ready!"

"Fire!''

Before he finished speaking, a huge roar erupted from the speakers that was almost inaudible. It was like a strong noise caused by signal interference, overwhelming the entire conference room.

But this violent noise came and went as quickly as it came. It only lasted for a short while and then disappeared again.

"The smoke is very heavy and has begun to dissipate. No escaping targets have been found. It is estimated that the potentially terrible attack scene has been destroyed. Prepare to close the team."

Far away on the other side of the world, people in the conference room took advantage of the sound in the speakers to pause for a while and started talking and laughing.

Although there is still one ten thousandth that does not reach 100%, it is just a battlefield calculation rule. In the eyes of all of them, the unlucky target has long been swept away by the violent barrage wall. Not even a scum is left.

“Congratulations on the success of Operation Foxhound. ’’

A black man took the lead in applauding gently, and several others also started to applaud in celebration: "Metal Storm's power is very impressive. Even armored vehicles and tanks cannot resist it, let alone humans. It is indeed an extremely powerful thing." Weapon, high efficiency and complete suppression, very good.

"That's right, our ability to destroy corpses and eliminate traces is top-notch. You don't have to worry about any trouble in the aftermath. As long as we don't admit it, no one will know that we did it."

The people around the conference table nodded in agreement with each other, without any strong emotions. It was just like a routine. The result should have been destined. They just watched a remote video synchronously and easily without any pressure. Real-time feedback on combat.

Several people wearing colorful military uniforms at the conference table looked at each other, and their tense faces suddenly relaxed, and they obviously breathed a heavy sigh of relief. It seemed that they had made a lot of preparations for this operation and had taken a lot of responsibility. Less stress.

"Hello, Lieutenant Colonel Joey, thank you for your hard work. We finally completed the mission. Your boys are great. Really, they are all good." A white man with silver hair walked up to a man wearing Mi Next to a middle-aged white man in colorful clothes and a mustache, he extended his right hand to the other person with a smile.

"Thank you, Director Johnson. My boys have always been the best. I also want to thank you for the equipment you provided. Although the opponent is very powerful, it is still no match for high-tech weapons. With a well-planned raid and rapid suppression, the opponent cannot There is a chance to survive, unless the other party is Superman.''

Lieutenant Colonel Joey looks to be in his forties, with tanned skin. He looks like an actual soldier who has been training and performing tasks outdoors. The way of lifting people up and complimenting each other was subtle, and they lightly complimented each other in return.

Director Johnson, a silver-haired director, smiled with a smile on his face and shook the other person's hand. He was obviously very satisfied with the result and nodded vigorously: "We will have many more cooperations in the future."

"Great job, Joey hit the 8th"

"Congratulations! Joey!''

Apparently Lieutenant Colonel Joy, who was in his forties, was the planner of this operation and was being congratulated by others in the conference room.

“I also want to thank you all for your support. We are just responsible for providing practical actions.’’

Lieutenant Colonel Joey was excited and shook hands with others one by one. He was the highest-ranking military personnel on the scene and the planner of this "Foxhound" operation. Others present were prepared for this operation. Supporters who provide intelligence, funding, and equipment.

The cooperation between the two parties is just about getting what they need.

For Joey and his subordinates, the income is far more generous than the military salary issued by Congress. More importantly, this is not a completely private employment, but a semi-public employment. Delegating tasks brings peace of mind.

"Major Bill, prepare to notify the Cat Tail and Cat Anus to evacuate, arrive at the assembly target as planned, and let the Chinook 47 "Chinook" medium transport helicopter) pick up the members of the Cat Tail team first, and face the vehicles After Trek' replenished fuel, he rushed to the designated airport at full speed and directly boarded the C-130 Blade for transfer. ’’

Lieutenant Colonel Joy began to prepare for the aftermath, and began to issue orders to the subordinates he brought with him, telling Lawrence that all traces of the scene must be cleared away. ’’

The Stryker armored vehicle is designed to be as deadly as a tank and as fast as a Humvee, and can be deployed anywhere in the world within a few hours.

"Yes!" A soldier in colorful uniform stood at attention and saluted. When he was about to pick up the microphone and give an order, a voice came from the speaker, obviously with some doubts.

“The smoke started to clear and it didn’t look right.’’

"Wait, what is that, it doesn't look good, God, run, run, damn, ah"

A sudden change occurred. There was only time for a deafening explosion to be heard from the speakers, and then there was no sound anymore. Even on the display screen on the large rack, there were many functional module interfaces indicating that the signal was interrupted, which was even more terrifying. What's more, after the video image suddenly turned into a white glare, it also turned into snowflakes.

In just a few seconds, the situation suddenly turned around.

The movements and expressions of everyone in the conference room froze as if under a restraining spell at the moment the signal was interrupted.

"What, what's going on!''

Silver-haired Director Johnson's eyes suddenly moved and he was the first to recover.

"Bill, quick, check, what's going on?" Captain Joey Feng, who seemed to be more embarrassed than Director Johnson, rushed to a computer and started tapping quickly, trying to restore contact.

There was a loud buzzing in the remote area. Major Bill even took out his cell phone and dialed a number, then asked in a stern voice. After a while, his face turned slightly white, and he covered his cell phone and said to Lieutenant Colonel Joey. "Lieutenant Colonel Joey, I'm sorry, we can't contact the stage. The equipment in the base also lost contact with the Cat Tail team at the same time."

"Have any satellites passed by there? Scan the area to see what happened."

"Sorry, Lieutenant Colonel Joey, it's night there. Optical reconnaissance satellites can't detect the situation on the ground now. I'm afraid satellites with other reconnaissance specifications can't see the actual situation. I've asked the base to try using radar remote sensing satellites to conduct high-precision coordinate scanning. .'

‘Quick, let them report the situation as soon as possible. ’’

"Okay, they are applying for emergency connection permission, it will probably take a few minutes."

"Make them faster, that's a big deal, I don't want anything to happen to my lads, damn it:"

"There is no clearer image. I can't see anything clearly."

Lieutenant Colonel Joey completely lost his calculating and thoughtful demeanor and messed up his hair a little. The sudden change made him unable to guess what kind of changes had occurred there.

Only from the last phone call, I heard the other party's flat tone suddenly become suspicious, and finally the tone suddenly full of fear ended the last voice, as if I suddenly saw something extremely terrifying.

Joey and his subordinates knew very well that the cat-tail team sent out were all veterans who had experienced actual combat. Even if the mountain was overwhelming, they would not panic. They would only see some unexplainable or unprecedented horror. Such a gaffe.

The conference room suddenly fell into dead silence, waiting for a call from Major Bill's mobile phone. Everyone's originally happy mood suddenly dropped, and a long shadow enveloped their hearts. They all seemed to know that the soldiers who were performing the mission must have encountered something terrible. The terrible things that are predicted may have already encountered unexpected events.

A melodious fast-paced blues sound sounded. When everyone's eyes focused on the light green mobile phone on the table, Major Bill quickly picked it up.

"Um, um, ok, ok, I'll keep it, eh? Really? Are you sure, are you enlarging it? Okay, I know, thank you, Aix!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he quickly hung up the phone and clicked quickly on the notes in front of him. At the same time, he said to Lieutenant Colonel Joey, who was already waiting a little anxiously: "Lieutenant Colonel, the radar remote sensing photos have been sent to me. take over.''

Soon, a clear picture appeared on the monitor screen in the upper left corner of the hanging frame.

There is a half-empty valley entrance, and nearby there is a narrow and small-angle fan shape extending to the mountain. It is very obvious. It should be the trace of the raging metal storm. After manually marking the location of the personnel, there are two or three sparse cats. The nearby terrain is undulating. Although the accuracy is insufficient, it can barely be seen clearly.

However, the real color cannot be seen at all. This is the result of radar scanning. It can only scan the vague terrain undulations, but cannot distinguish the actual color.

"Where are the two Strykers? Where are they, and the Cattail Team, where are they?" Lieutenant Colonel Joey couldn't help but walk to the 46-inch display screen, looked at it carefully, and asked Information that many people want to know.!