Eh? Do you also want to try the iron fist of the humanoid girl?

"I see," Lingyin immediately turned on the radio and said, "This is Hawkeye O-2, there is another situation."

"……continue."

"Are you sure that DEA Agent Pug Constantine is dead?"

"Wait a minute...yes, DEA Agent Pug Constantine is dead."

"Shit! He's still alive." Lingyin said, "Repeat, he's still alive, right next to Farah."

“Can you repeat that again?”

"Yes, DEA agent Pug Constantine is alive and he's next to Farah. No, they're hugging each other now. Should we shoot?"

"…Wait a moment, Hawkeye O-2."

A moment later, the radio rang again, "Don't shoot, keep watching."

"Roger that, don't shoot."

Lingyin then took out her camera from her bag and started filming the convoy on the road at the entrance to the town.

It's interesting that I can get some melons while working illegally for the CIA.

Raphael turned on the safety of his rifle and focused on observing the DEA agent who was definitely dead but was still alive and kicking here through the scope.

Needless to say, she was sure that the DEA and CIA people had a fierce argument in the command center behind the scenes.

The only thing that surprised her was that the DEA couldn't even figure out whether one of their people was dead or not.

"The convoy has entered." Lingyin said

"What should we do next? Retreat? Anyway, the shooting mission can no longer be completed, and there is another former agent who has come back from the dead. The mission has failed."

Sure enough, after receiving the photo, the command center immediately confirmed that the person Raphael discovered was Pug Constantine.

The order to retreat was then given.

After hearing the order, Fei Niao, who was hiding on the hillside further back, took off her headphones. They had been on standby here for 19 hours - a whole night, plus a lot of time lying in the sun during the day.

In the end, nothing was done, which was really annoying.

"It's common for orders to change from day to day, and this is not our problem."

Lu Hui said helplessly:

"We can't leave now. Raphael and Suzune are on the plain below. If they move, they'll be as obvious as a dog's balls."

They spent half a night digging the "grave" on the hillside. The soil underneath the hillside was very hard.

A few inches below the surface sand is the degraded coral reef.

This shows that hundreds of millions of years ago, there was a place that was flooded by sea water, specifically, a part of the Gulf of Aden.

Every inch had to be dug with a bent engineer shovel, the shovel head hitting the hard stone and sending sparks flying.

After spending half the night trying to find the external shelter, it was ultimately of no use at all.

As the sun sets, the temperature begins to drop sharply.

At this point, the two men at the foot of the mountain began to slowly crawl backwards, and it was not until dark that they finally left the dangerous shooting point on the plain.

……

After returning to the camp, Raphael was ordered to attend a meeting to discuss future plans and personnel arrangements.

But the personnel arrangement only exists on paper, and the CIA agents are currently unable to get more manpower. The reason why the humanoid team now obeys his orders is because he took advantage of the loopholes in the system.

When the news of the DEA agent's resurrection spreads, he is no longer the only one who has the final say on matters here.

There are more drones flying around, I don't know if it's because of the agent.

Rafael took the time to contact Sergeant Christensen to learn from him what the higher-level command thought about the matter.

Christensen did not say it explicitly, but only said that the generals' attitude was ambiguous: that is, the DEA's internal affairs were obviously not as important as the crisis at the embassy in Sanaa, Yemen.

Chapter 148 Involvement

While everyone was arguing about this, the Communications Intelligence Agency intercepted a communication about launching mortars to bombard an American military airport.

The informant also said that some people within the Yemeni military were giving the rebels an easy way to pass through military checkpoints surrounding the city's security.

As long as the rebels find the right people, they can move freely on roads with checkpoints as if they were in an empty land.

In other words, the Yemeni military's blockade of Sanaa is better than nothing.

The information provided by the informant was soon confirmed. When Raphael went to the checkpoint according to the clues, he found that the soldiers on duty there had been replaced long ago and were not regular Yemeni troops at all.

It is obvious that the rebellion was a long-planned coup. With collusion between internal and external forces, how could it not collapse?

The night she returned to the camp, there was a gunfight nearby and the sound of mortars. It was obvious that bad guys had come and were probably aware that the people stationed here were American soldiers.

“Our days in this nameless camp are numbered.” Asuka, like Raphael, carried a weapon in his hands and a backpack on his back, looking like he was about to start a fight.

April 4, before 14 am.

Raphael was awakened by a rough knock on the door. The man was a corporal, who hurriedly explained the current situation.

The convoy carrying supplies was attacked on the road, and as they were about to pass the Yemeni military checkpoint marked "Portsmouth", a large crowd swarmed over and surrounded them.

About 300 meters ahead of the road, there were piles of burning tires and asphalt blocks, which simply and crudely blocked the road.

The soldiers of the Yemeni army turned a blind eye and acted as if it had nothing to do with them.

Since it was a logistics convoy, the only soldiers capable of combat were the two anti-mine vehicles escorting it in the front and back.

Only one of the two vehicles was equipped with an M2HB heavy machine gun, but it was said that due to years of use and maintenance issues, it was almost becoming a single-shot large-caliber rifle.

It is still unclear whether the bad guys know the movements of the U.S. military and thus have determined its intentions, and are now taking the initiative to disrupt the rhythm of the U.S. military and force both sides to return to the negotiating table.

Coming out of the armory, Raphael took the soldier who had come to inform her and said to him, "Get in the car, we want you as a guide."

Without saying a word, the young man got into the co-pilot's seat with his M4A1.

Diesel was continuously pumped into the engine, and the Hummer's standard diesel engine suddenly roared loudly, carrying the passengers at a rapid speed on the gravel ground.

Based on the information provided by the corporal, Asuka quickly found the entry point of the humanoid team from the map.

However, the team's condition was not good at this time.

When attacked, the driver of the lead vehicle stepped on the accelerator and rushed into the rebel ambush circle.

A series of bullets hit the bulletproof plate of the car.

For the leading officer sitting in the passenger seat, one of the bullets penetrated the bulletproof plate of the car door, entered the gap in the bulletproof vest from the side, and hit his neck.

The driver had no time to treat the injuries of the convoy commander, so he could only speed up to escape the ambush and send the people to the nearest US military base.

At the base hospital, the convoy commander received emergency treatment and received 20 pints of blood, about 1.1 milliliters. He was then sent to Germany for treatment by a C-130 transport plane, and his life was barely out of danger.

But the supply convoy following behind was not so lucky.

The weight of the vehicle prevented them from passing quickly and they were surrounded.

Later that day, Humvees appeared on a hill about 600 meters north of the siege site.

It’s not quite right to call it a hill; from its appearance it looks more like some giant rock that was forcibly squeezed out of the ground.

When getting off the car, Rafael asked the corporal to stay in the car and didn't ask him to do anything else. He just needed to hold his gun and be alert to enemies approaching from other directions.

"Listen carefully, if you think someone is coming, call twice on the radio and if there is no response, just open fire!"

"...Um, Yes, Sir...Oh, Madam," he was so nervous that he even used the wrong pronouns.

"Lingyin, take down the heavy machine gun on the roof. We need it right away."

"No problem." Lingyin immediately found tools and tripod from the trunk.

At first the corporal was wondering if he had found the wrong people, but when he saw Lingyin easily dismantle the M2HB heavy machine gun and install it on the M2HB special tripod, he realized that judging people by their appearance is really not the right thing to do.

After Lingyin finished packing his things, he carried the heavy machine gun and ran up the mountain. He wanted to lend a hand, but he didn't expect that others didn't need help at all.

In the end, he gave up the idea of ​​reviving his glory. After all, he was just a rookie. When there was a big boss in front of him, he didn't hug his thighs, but chose not to ask for help. That would be asking for trouble.

The corporal looked at it calmly, checked the working condition of his bulletproof vest, helmet and personal radio, and happily found a shady place to lie down, and calmly became Voldemort who looked after the rear of the humanoid team.

To be on the safe side, Rafael bypassed the CIA's control and directly requested an F-16 fighter jet operating in the nearby airspace through JSOC to hover overhead in case of emergency.

Limited by the F-16's own weight and additional fuel load, its hovering capability and ammunition must be carefully selected, and it can often only complete a single mission.

Now, it only carries four GBU-4s and two AGM-12s, with two AIM-84s on the wingtips, giving it a barely adequate self-defense capability.

Rafael had been trained at Camp Halbert in Florida, learning about aircraft performance and how to call in air strikes to intensively bomb the enemy.

Close support is both difficult and simple. As long as the 9-segment line is not reported incorrectly and the pilot does not misremember the data, mistakes are rare under the guidance of the JTAC joint terminal attack controller.

There have been idiots who have screwed up in the past, either blowing up their friends or themselves, all because they got the wrong letters when reading and reporting the coordinates.

Before the F16 arrived, the M2BH heavy machine gun operated by Lingyin opened fire, crossing the convoy through the scope in a straddle-fire manner and firing at the people surrounding them.

Green Glow and Aska use the SIG XM7 as a semi-automatic sniper rifle.

The sudden and continuous fire attack made the rebel guerrillas surrounding the convoy panic. Then the Paveway series of guided ammunition whizzed down and exploded, instantly killing a large number of people, which completely panicked them.

"So, when you realize you can't eat anymore, just leave."

Rafael once again reported the data information needed for air support, and then the second GBU-12 laser-guided bomb detached from the rack, triggering a second round of death screams in the air.

"If the rebels knew this, why would they use this method to delay the U.S. troops?" Fei Niao replaced the empty magazine and continued to hunt down the enemies who were still able to move after the explosion.

Lu Hui shook his head upon hearing this and continued to work hard.

Chapter 149 It’s better to fight early

The meaningless fight lasted until 4 a.m.

Not only did the corporal hiding in the shadows and on guard hear the sound of the tanks circling, but the humanoid squad hunting recklessly on the top of the mountain even witnessed the presence of the Soviet-style pot-cut guy.

Before the humanoid team came here, no one told them that the rebels had tanks and could drive them.

Raphael sprinted down the hill cursing and quickly pulled two javelins from the trunk of the Hummer.

Fortunately, we were accompanied by a vehicle this time. If we were traveling on foot, two M72 LAWs or one AT-4 anti-tank rocket would be enough.

It's not because the humanoids' load-bearing capacity is a challenge, but because there are too few of them. The number of people means that there is a limit to the amount of supplies and equipment they can carry when walking.

The Javelin uses image infrared enemy-seeking guidance. Under normal circumstances, at least two soldiers are required to operate it.

Used to attack armored vehicles, buildings, and even low-flying helicopters.

But after a while, the sound of the tracks disappeared.

In the end, they didn't see the tank. All that was visible above the field was the bright red light of the M2HB bursts.

That was the mark left by the burning tail of the tracer bullet, telling the machine gunner where the bullet had hit.

The supply convoy started again at 6 a.m. They were badly beaten and many people died. However, these dead were not military personnel, but contractors serving the US military.

A few hours later, Rafael talked about the incident with the CIA intelligence officer in the camp.

"There can't be any tanks," the intelligence officer was willing to argue. "We haven't seen a single tank so far."

"I confirmed that I heard the sound of tanks," said Raphael.

"I don't believe it. You can continue to talk nonsense. I don't believe it."

"believe it or not."

At noon, an informant was shot dead in the city.

Long before this, a secondary informant, who was also the brother of a waiter who did odd jobs at the U.S. military base, was killed - with a single shot in the head.

He is a good man who chose to provide information not for money, but just to help his tribe get out of war and chaos as soon as possible.

But once bad things start, they just keep happening instead of miraculously stopping.

The next day, another informant working at the airport was almost beaten to death. He was a Frenchman.

It wasn't over yet, as another convoy transporting prisoners was attacked and no one survived, including the prisoners.

Rafael looked at the photos taken at the scene and found that the explosion characteristics left in the vehicle wreckage were consistent with the HEAT ammunition used by the T-62 tank. The results of the explosive residue detection also supported this view.

Now the tanks are really coming, and they are well prepared.