Arms starts with hyenas in the Middle East

Chapter 475 Start counterattack

Is there anyone in this world who can resist the temptation of immortality?
Who in this world can resist the temptation of rejuvenation and returning to youth?
nobody!
"There are many, including Three Leaf Jungle, Deyang International, EO South Africa, Academi, God's Armed Forces, and so on. There are as many as 30 PMC companies of all sizes and mercenary organizations. All the information we found is here."

Miller handed the sorted information to Sean, which marked the locations of all the currently confirmed Nazi underground bases, as well as all the PMC companies and mercenary organizations involved in targeting the RFG Group and the Habsburg family. Even some forces that were sniping at RFG and the Habsburg family through commercial channels were all clearly marked.

"Very good, well done. Now that we have figured it out, it's time to take action. According to the locations of the eight Nazi underground bases above, send out the 'Black Knight' team and the 'Black Watch' troops to clear out these eight underground bases for me."

Sean pointed at the eight marked Nazi underground bases, then pointed at the PMC companies and mercenary organizations again: "As for these guys, they are just some guys who take money from people and help them get rid of trouble. They are not to be feared, and it is not worth our targeting too much. But since they are going to attack us, let's send some employees to deal with them."

Now, for Sean, these former industry leaders are no longer a threat. Perhaps the size of the RFG Group alone may still be a little behind Deyang International, but such a small gap does not have any substantial effect. When the system opens up future technological weapons to him, he can arrogantly say to any PMC company, "Everyone here is a lecher."

Of course, if it is an arms company, then RFG is still a little lacking. At most, it can only show off its prowess in helicopters, guns and some functional equipment. The gap in bombers, fighter jets and the like is still unbridgeable. There is no way to do this. There are no such big things in the future weapons and equipment opened by the system.

"According to your wishes, Boss, I will go down and make arrangements now."

Miller bowed slightly and left Sean's office.

Miller is the head of the intelligence department of RFG Group. Sean will naturally not hide the fact about the group's enemies from Miller, and Sean has a hunch that perhaps for a long time in the future, RFG's opponents will be the Nazis. That is to say, as time goes by, the employees of RFG Group will eventually begin to come into contact with things that they originally could not touch and could not even imagine, such as biological weapons that cannot be killed by a single shot, or the exoskeleton combat suits equipped by Oleg and other members of the Action Section, and the "assault rifles" in their hands that are as powerful as anti-material sniper rifles such as Barrett.

Instead of letting Miller discover some things slowly on his own, it is better to let him know clearly about the existence of these things from the beginning, and give him some things that he originally could not imagine, such as the NS-3 nano armor.

As the eyes of the entire RFG Group, what he does will inevitably make him most vulnerable to these things, there is no doubt about that. If the other party discovers them slowly on their own, the final result may not be a good one.

He couldn't just not use Miller to eliminate this possibility. Unless his brain was stuck in the door, he would never do such a stupid thing.

So many dollars were spent on building an intelligence department with great difficulty, and now we just don't need it?

Wouldn’t that be a waste of money?

Only a fool would do something that would ruin his own life.

So Miller is the first senior executive of the group besides Evelyn to know about the group's future technologies, such as nano armor, exoskeleton, Gauss weapons and Nazi biochemical research. He even knows more than Joseph.

Of course, he can also be said to be absolutely loyal. He received the same chip implant as the clone warriors. Although there is no brainwashing control like those clone warriors, this thing uses Zeus as the mother system. Once the chip is implanted, it means that Zeus will be able to know what you are thinking in your mind, or what people you met and what you said one day. Then it will make a judgment and check. Once it is confirmed that you have thoughts about betraying Sean in your mind, it will notify Sean immediately. At this time, Sean only needs to nod or shake his head to decide whether your head will be blown off directly or you will have a chance to quibble.

Never underestimate Zeus's ability, he can do anything!

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Holms, Syria, is a city in central Syria and the capital of Homs Province. It has a population of 40.9 (1985) and is located on the banks of the Assi River. Its geographical coordinates are 34°44′N, 36°43′E, 162 kilometers north of Damascus, and about 500 meters above sea level. It is the center of an important agricultural area and a transportation center. The railway connects Aleppo in the north and Beirut, the capital of Lebanon, in the west, and then to Damascus, the capital of Syria. Oil pipelines from Karachuk oil fields in Syria and from Kirkuk oil fields in Iraq also pass through the suburbs of the city to various oil ports along the Mediterranean coast. There are oil refineries, fertilizer factories, oil pressing factories, sugar factories, and handicraft industries include jewelry, wool textiles, silk weaving, etc. It is the third largest city in Syria.

But that was all in the past. The current city of Homs is more like a doomsday city. Anti-government armed forces have been fighting with government forces in this city all year round. The ground is full of deep pits and ruins caused by artillery shells. Most of the buildings here have clear bullet marks. The strong smell of gunpowder in the air can fill everyone's nose. The whole city exudes desolation and chaos.

A daunting convoy of vehicles was moving slowly on the streets of Hadiliya district. They were all Hummer armored vehicles. The ferocious M2 Browning heavy machine guns on the roof turrets proved that this convoy was full of aggressiveness, as if reminding the greedy and fearful refugees on the street not to cause trouble, otherwise the 12.7mm high-explosive bullets would tear you into pieces!
Refugees from war-torn areas must not be underestimated. Perhaps if you are not careful, they will transform from refugees to mobs. There is no need to be surprised. They need money, or food to survive. As long as they can be sure that you cannot defeat them, they will become restless and finally rush over and tear you to pieces!
People who are too kind should not go to war-torn areas where refugees gather, otherwise the person you want to save may eventually kill you and will not feel the slightest bit of guilt towards you.

Fortunately, the employees from the American PMC company will also have no mercy on the local refugees. If you dare to mess around, they will only greet you with countless luxury cars and... guns!
They were employees of the Three Leaf Jungle and employed by the reactionary armed forces.

On the buildings on both sides of the road, pairs of malicious eyes stared at the convoy slowly passing by below. They were wearing colorful and messy clothes and holding a variety of weapons in their hands. It was obvious at a glance that they were a group of ragtag troops.

In fact, it is true that they are just a group of ragtag troops.

The Free Syrian Army, whose full English name is the Free Syrian Army, was founded on July 2011, 7 and is headquartered in Turkey. The organization is composed of mutinous officers and soldiers, as well as civilian volunteers. Its goal is to overthrow the current regime and it frequently launches attacks on the Syrian army and security forces.

A guy with an RPG-7 rocket launcher on his shoulder and a flowery headscarf on his head squatted on the roof of a three-story building, aiming at the lead car in the convoy, muttering to himself: "Thirty thousand dollars will soon be Sam's..."

swoosh~
As his finger pulled the trigger, the anti-armor high-explosive bomb flew out with a long tail flame and chased the front of the leading vehicle.

boom!
Without any surprise, the Hummer was hit by an anti-armor high-explosive bomb and was blown to pieces on the spot.

"Enemy attack!"

The team commander shouted at the top of his lungs over the radio: "Attention, watch out to both sides, kill them!"

For a moment, the radio communication system was in chaos. The other Humvees quickly bypassed the lead vehicle that was blown up into the sky and then fell to the ground in flames. As for the people inside, at this tense moment, how could they have time to worry about their teammates whose lives were unknown? Da da da…

Whoosh whoosh whoosh whoosh...

This RPG shot was like turning on a switch. All of a sudden, a large number of anti-government armed soldiers poured out of those seemingly harmless houses. They were holding a variety of weapons and firing wildly at the convoy. The dense storm of bullets instantly enveloped the entire convoy.

Boom boom boom…

The convoy was naturally not easy to bully. The gun turret on the roof made a deafening roar, and the 12.7 heavy machine gun bullets continuously swept the buildings on both sides of the street. Those anti-government armed personnel were constantly devoured by bullets. Some of them were lucky enough to barely keep their bodies intact, and then fell down like a rolling gourd, hitting the street and dying.

Boom boom boom!
The sound of explosions came one after another, making people's eardrums hurt. Although the convoy tried hard to avoid them, the street was only so wide that it didn't have much effect even if they tried their best. Within a short period of time, three more Hummers were blown into the sky. Some unlucky guys were hit by these Hummers, and then they who had survived by chance ended up in a real death situation and then they really died.

"Damn it, what's wrong with these armed opposition forces?"

He had no idea what the hell was going on with this group of opposition forces. Why would they attack them out of the blue? Was their commander crazy?
They, the Three Leaf Jungle, had an order-based cooperation with the Syrian Free Army, or in other words, they were employed by the other party. Normally, they were helping the other party fight, so why would the other party attack them?

That doesn't make sense.

"Boss, now is not the time to worry about why they attacked us. We need to call for air support from the fucking base. I want to turn these Syrian bastards into a free tribe, free and scattered in the air. Fuck!"

A white employee was venting angrily on the radio, but for the time being he could do nothing more than vent a few words.

boom……

Before he could finish his words, a rocket blew the Hummer he was in into the air, and then it exploded.

"Hey, asshole, asshole?"

Inside the car where the team commander was, the commander called out several times in a row, but got no response. Finally, he could only curse angrily, took a deep breath and said: "Guys, drive at full speed and rush out. Pray that we can survive today, and then fly back to bomb them. Believe me, these damn Syrian Free Army must have gone crazy!"

There were still four Humvees left in the convoy, speeding forward. No matter how loudly the M2 Browning heavy machine gun on the turret roared, it was unable to suppress the reactionary armed forces. The bullets hit the modified and thickened armor, making a "ding-dang-dang" sound.

boom!
A rocket exploded next to one of the vehicles. The violent shock wave almost caused the vehicle to lose control, and the entire vehicle's trajectory was skewed.

"Fuck, this feeling of not being able to fight back is terrible!"

The driver of the vehicle slammed the steering wheel hard, trying hard to control the car.

When they broke out of the encirclement of the opposition armed forces, the body of the Hummer was already full of holes and scars from bullets. Fortunately, they were lucky, otherwise they might have been sent into the sky by rockets, just like their teammates, and would never be able to get out.

"Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!"

A black employee was sweating profusely and roaring with a ferocious look on his face. The feeling of surviving a disaster made him a little excited.

Whoosh!
But just as they were celebrating their survival and driving towards their base, a rocket flew in from a distance, trailing a long tail of flame.

"Oh my god!"

The black employee sitting in the driver's seat controlling the vehicle stared at the oncoming rocket with wide eyes. He only had time to shout "Oh my god" before being engulfed by flames.

boom!
boom!
The explosion of the rocket caused a vehicle detonation. A small mushroom cloud rose up. The already damaged armored Hummer was blown into the air, then fell to the ground and rolled several times, completely scrapped.

Whoosh whoosh!
However, this was just a signal. Three rockets flew over from a distance again with long tails of flames. The remaining three Hummers followed the fate of the first one in an instant and were completely engulfed by the flames. The Three-Leaf Jungle Squad, who had thought they had escaped from danger, were completely wiped out.

"OK, all targets have been met, mission accomplished, we can withdraw now!"

In a small building in the distance, a sniper took in the situation on the street through a sniper scope and murmured: "This is just a signal for the beginning of a carnival..."

(End of this chapter)