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

A flare flew into the sky. Raphael glared at Lingyin fiercely. This mouth could be sent to the church as a holy relic. The humanoid team stopped immediately and hid in the cover on the spot.

"Have they discovered us?" Asuka whispered.

"Probably not."

Raphael looked at the bright light of the flare. This red light could hardly penetrate the fog, but it was also the most eye-catching, easily making people excited and thrilled. It also had the meaning of a warning color, which could remind combatants to stay vigilant and be ready to fight at any time.

"It should be a signal of some kind of agreement," she said.

The red ball of light slowly fell and went out on the horizon.

There was silence!

Raphael was unusually nervous. This was completely different from what he had encountered before. The scale of the Yemeni rebels was not a small-scale one.

Then they heard the sound of an engine.

The sound was rough and harsh. Asuka estimated, "It's a diesel engine, very similar to the Soviet-specified B-54/55 series diesel engine..."

"How do you know?" Lu Hui asked.

"I've heard this sound before. The sounds of all tank engines that have been officially put into service by humans so far are stored in my tactical voiceprint support database."

Lingyin clasped her hands together, bowed respectfully, opened half of her eyes and asked, "Fei·Miaoyin·Bird Bodhisattva, please tell me, what does this engine sound mean?"

"It's probably a T-62 or T-54 series tank." Asuka whispered. She understood the situation. "We have to retreat. There's no way to get through here."

The Yemeni rebels were in the field below the hill. Although they could reach the final path point in two hours after going down the mountain, the sudden appearance of armored forces below blocked their way.

Soon, the sound of tank engines was heard on their right.

"Gathering armored forces, are the rebels crazy?"

Lingyin opened her eyes wide. From where she was, she could just see the tank with a pot-lid round head slowly approaching from the right side of the hill.

The five pairs of heavy wheels rose and fell from time to time, carrying the vehicle body weighing more than 5 tons slowly forward.

The low hum of the engines of many tanks gathered together, producing a low overtone that was independent of the engine noise.

God knows how many ground armored units the rebels have raised tonight.

"Retreat, retreat quickly."

Raphael no longer hesitated. Although she did not understand the rebels' plan, she knew the role this armored cluster could play, especially its immeasurable impact on the course of the war.

"Have you reported it?" she asked Luhui.

"Reporting, the M10 assigned to the Rangers should not come over to join in the fun."

Raphael blurted out: "Wolverine~?"

“It’s MPF.”

"Oh, defense."

"When the rescue mission in the city begins, you still have to say: Gu, M10 MPF save me." Green Hui stabbed Raphael with his words.

"Eh--"

"Ah, really, don't drag it out. The core of the breakout depends on them, didn't you read the plan?"

"Just a casual drag."

"...Is it?" Lu Hui's voice rose in confusion.

Luckily, Raphael was used to fooling people and could lie without anyone noticing. Of course, they were all small lies like this one.

"Xiaolu wants to hear the truth or a lie."

"Of course it's true. Your sister is in trouble now."

Green Hui put his fingers on his cheek, his chestnut hair rising and falling with the movement of his fingers, and he looked really troubled.

She had no expectation that Raphael would be able to give an answer at this time.

Because Raphael showed the same smile as when he teased her in daily life, like a bad fox who was good at calculating and waiting for the unlucky person to fall into the trap.

"Oh, that's right."

Raphael squinted his eyes and nodded, then said:

"I never thought about going deep into the city of Sanaa, let alone knowing that the rebels had so many armored units."

"So that's how it is, really..."

Greenhui tilted his head, then suddenly looked at Raphael, "Are you serious? What about the plan to reunite with Delta Detachment?"

"We are so busy that we don't have the energy to act according to the original plan."

Raphael glanced at Lingyin's trouser legs. The mechanical metal luster was still clearly visible even in the dim light.

"The area below the knee of Lingyin's right leg is not protected by biomimetic materials. It can still maintain normal function in the dry environment of the wild, but it is different in the city of Sana'a."

"But aren't those in the humanoid research laboratory also lumps of iron?"

"That's a specially treated type that can move freely in bad environments even without the protection provided by biological materials."

Raphael heightened his ears' sensitivity to ambient sounds, paying attention to the movements of the rebel armored forces.

They could appear in front of the humanoid team at any time and blow them to pieces.

But the sky is not fully bright now, and in a low-light environment, their eyesight is not very good, and they can only rely on the movements observed within a limited visual range.

This favors humanoid teams, although they are not very large and have a time limit.

Suddenly, the creaking sound of tank tracks broke the overtone resonance caused by the engine idling, and a tank started slowly.

"Wow - this is luck." Lingyin waved her fist, excited that she would not be torn to pieces by the tank gun.

But Raphael felt that the other side thought that they, as small fry, would not cause much trouble, or that they were incapable of action due to the area coverage of the rockets, so they let them go.

In addition, for the rebels, the sudden appearance of US special forces means possible intervention.

In front of the Americans who have absolute air superiority, no matter how good their ground equipment is, it will become a kill emblem on the US fighter jets.

This alone is enough to make the rebel commander panic.

The figures emerged from their respective hiding places and continued to move around at walking speed, entering a rift that was either naturally cracked or washed by water, just like before.

At this time, the people sent by the Delta Detachment to pick them up called on the communication channel.

But the bad news is that even if Greenhui installed a separate extension cable for the antenna, it was still difficult to hear what the person on the other end was saying.

"Spartan E-1, this is Enfield O-1. Please repeat. The signal is weak there and we can't hear you clearly."

Luhui waited for a long time, but the communication still did not improve.

"Something bad has happened," she said.

"Are we having communications problems with Spartan E-1?" Raphael asked.

"It's never happened before. This is a first."

"Try calling Mission Control and confirm the communication issue with them."

"Copy," Green Hui adjusted the radio channel and immediately called out: "Overload, Enfield O-1, Radio Check."

“…Good Copy.”

The simple and effective reply told them that the problem was not with the humanoid team, but with the Delta detachment with the radio code name "Spartan".

At the same time, Raphael confirmed from the intermittent communication between Green Shine and the mission command center that the problem was not only with the Delta Force, but also with the SEAL team that had already penetrated deep into the city.

No one can tell what is going on.

Chapter 154 Battlefield Rescue

At this time, Lingyin, who was walking in the front row, turned back. She exhaled milky white mist, just like the heat haze exhaled by humans in winter.

She reported a faint fire or some other light to the side of the squad.

"It could be a temporary gathering place for the rebels." Asuka had to assume that it was the Yemeni rebels, and she immediately suggested a tactical reconnaissance.

Raphael immediately agreed with Asuka's opinion, and the four figures immediately dispersed and walked slowly and carefully towards the suspicious area.

It was not until they were very close that they saw the dark red flames.

The flames flickered, and the dust kicked up by the wind and waves made it look as if it was burning in a pit.

The smoke and dust filled the sky, giving people the illusion of hitting a wall.

Raphael made a gesture to disperse, and the already loose humanoid team became even looser, but they formed an L-shaped control over the campfire.

As the humanoid team got closer, the sounds that were blocked by the dust reached their ears.

"Is it inserted?"

"It's in, the airway is open."

A lot of the tension in his voice disappeared.

"Who?"

"One of us, Enfield O-1." Raphael lowered the muzzle of his gun slightly to avoid accidentally killing one of his own. "Report your identities?"

The busy soldier kneeling beside the wounded soldier looked up and blurted out happily: "Thank God, it's one of us! We are from the Corona squad."

He immediately said, "Do you have any extra fluid bags? This guy injured the right leg aorta, and now he's barely clamping the damaged blood vessel with a hemostat."

Raphael gave Fei Niao a look and immediately provided a first aid rehydration kit for trauma.

This was originally prepared for use in case embassy dignitaries were injured and needed first aid during the breakout.

It wouldn't be a waste to give it to our fellow SEALs now.

"Thank you, my people are saved."

"Have you called a medical helicopter?" Raphael walked up to the wounded soldier and found a sealing patch on his right chest to prevent air leakage in his lungs.

My goodness, it’s really not easy to still have a breath left in this situation.

The airway was blocked and the problem was solved by inserting a nasopharyngeal tube; the open chest wound allowed air flow into the lungs and the air leakage was solved by using a sealing patch.

She took a quick look and found that the guy on the ground had a pneumothorax needle inserted in the second intercostal space below the midclavicular line, which was used to discharge the gas that had entered the chest cavity.

There was a fluid bag for bone marrow puncture stuck on the sternum.

When blood volume is insufficient and fluid cannot be replenished through conventional intravenous vessels, bone marrow puncture is the most direct and effective method.

The first aid capabilities of this SEAL detachment's medical soldiers are really good.

If this guy on the ground survives, he'll have to give two thanks to the medic on his team who rescued him.

What a battlefield medical god.

For this medic commando, his future career path could take a dramatic turn.

Raphael estimated that this guy would be removed from the line of fire soon, and at least get a Navy Cross.

Then, he will be sent by the senior management to receive more rigorous and systematic battlefield trauma medical training with the message that "the right people should receive the right training and treatment", and eventually obtain the qualification to practice medicine.

Once the breathing and bleeding problems are dealt with, there is a high probability that the person will survive.

As the fluid rehydration packages and blood products provided by the humanoid team were transfused into the wounded soldier's body, his complexion improved a lot.

"Already called."

The medic methodically examined the wounded soldier's body and did everything possible to treat his injuries.

"Come to think of it, according to the rescue plan, you should be near Embassy Street. How come you are in the suburbs?"

"It's hard to tell. There was a fight going on inside."

"Who's fighting whom?" Lingyin asked.

"I don't know. Suddenly, the fight started."

The medic probably felt that the wounded soldier's vital signs had stabilized, so he stood up and stretched out his hand, intending to thank Raphael.

"Leslie Willis, Specialist Technical Sergeant, it's great to meet you."

"Just call me Raphael, and so are we."

When Raphael raised his hand, he quickly pulled it back and rubbed it awkwardly on his clothes.