C739 On the Eve of the Decisive Battle

Mount Witchcraft and Kenney are in flames of war.

How could they not know that the battle here was affecting the hearts of many people?

In the morning, on the square of China's riot squad, the National Peak was staring at the blazing sun and doing battle mobilization.

Judging from his worried look, he must have sent someone to have a dispute with someone else. This was a willful decision.

"Comrades, you all know about the incident in Kenny City, do you need me to tell you. . . " His loud voice was hoarse, and his eyes swept across the members in the queue.

He continued, "Whether it's Xiao Qiangbing or you all, no one can be lost to me.

No one can ignore them. They are all my brothers, organized, and comrades. You know my difficulties. . . "

During the time that Xiao Qiangbing and the others were out, the teams were still walking on multiple legs. They did not delay in their duties and the construction of the camp went on as usual.

In the current camp area, the outer container houses were basically built. The team members moved into the spacious and bright house.

Command center, conference room, communication room . . . They also moved into a new home. Not only was Qin Wei and the others' new dormitory safe and comfortable, the internal facilities were also first-rate. They even had toilets.

In such a tough place, it would be great.

Since they ate water and didn't forget to dig wells, the team members would naturally frequent Xiao Qiangbing's special task force.

Especially Guo Feng, Xiao Qiangbing's position in his heart was becoming more and more important. He had already become an indispensable general.

After he returned, he discussed with Geng Quan, Chen Xing, and the others. The result was much more difficult.

The main reason was that there were no troops available now.

"Reporting, Captain, we. . . " Qin Wei took a step forward and raised his hand with a tough face.

She wanted to bring a few female police officers with her.

Geng Quan and Chen Xing, the two captains, glanced at her. Chen Xing said with mixed feelings:

"This Little Director Qin, it's not that I didn't save him. My post has to be guarded. There have been a lot of situations recently. "

What he said was right.

Recently, the various outposts had not stopped either. Small groups of people had been launching sneak attacks continuously, and there were all sorts of situations, big and small. Fortunately, they had a good foundation in the past, so after some effort, they had all been taken care of.

Chen Xing's team also took up half of the mission and agreed:

"Old Geng, the safety of the camp is a big matter. I want to send someone too. "

Without a doubt, all of them wanted to send someone to follow the National Peak. However, in the current situation, a smart team leader could only prioritize self-preservation.

At that moment, Class Rep Li Tie ran over from the south.

This fellow was tall and looked extremely fierce. After all, he was the logistics class Rep. In the eyes of the team members, he was the leader of the fiery-haired army. Very few people thought of him as a combat team member.

Today, it was really strange.

This fellow was fully dressed in military uniform. The combat training uniform that he seldom wore revealed a unique feeling. He looked mighty and domineering, but also fresh.

"Report, combat class monitor Li Tie reporting in. . . "

Li Tie ran over in small steps. The moment he stood at attention, his feet lightly knocked against each other. A loud and dull sound resounded throughout the entire arena.

After a routine report, he directly said that he would bring four cookhouse staff to participate in the battle. Those who stayed behind would definitely not delay anything.

"Captain, even if the cookhouse members are similar, cooking all day and night, they still have to ensure that the operation is successful.

Logistics are not lagging behind, operations are elite soldiers. . . " This fellow is the dumbest. As he speaks, he takes out a piece of paper and takes a look to save himself from forgetting the words.

The National Peak blankly looks at him as his eyes slowly turn red. After pondering for a moment, he announces word by word:

"Agreed. From now on, the logistics class will be included in the battle sequence. Squad 10 of the team, prepare to set off. . . "

Around one o'clock in the afternoon, he stood in front of a few anti-riot vehicles and discussed with Deputy Captain Meng Fei, who was on duty in the city.

After all, this involved an important operation. Meng Fei insisted on his opinion and said a lot, which made the National Peak unable to do anything about it. In the end, they reluctantly agreed and the support team that he brought back came back as soon as possible.

He had no reason to force it. He was not here, the deputy captain was not here, and the team lacked people who were in charge of the overall situation. Once something happened, no one would be able to bear the responsibility.

The team set off.

When he turned back and talked about Mount Witchcraft, Meng Kehu felt a headache coming on. All kinds of news kept coming, and it was true and false. Even Gang Te had been easily taken away by Xiao Qiangbing, and there was also news of John's defeat. How could he not be angry?

"Sea Ghost, bring some people with you. You must see John and see how he is.

I don't believe it. " He called one of the four Guardian Kings, Sea Ghost, and asked him to scout around.

This rebel who had once been able to wipe out hundreds or even thousands of people in an abnormal battle had always been holding in his anger. How many times had he wanted to explode?

However, every time his fiery temper reached a critical point, the situation would change. Moreover, he kept reminding himself in his heart, "Xiao, this is a cunning and powerful opponent. You must not underestimate him. "

However, he could not be angry - this guy took Xiao Qiangbing too seriously. He tried to dig up information about Xiao Qiangbing, but in the end, he made one mistake after another.

Sea Ghost brought his men to the west gate of the city. From afar, they could see that the place seemed to have changed.

Dozens of military and police officers were guarding the place. They were all in a dark mass, ready to fight. Half of their figures were exposed on the fortifications. It seemed that they had been prepared for this.

Not only that, but all kinds of flags were planted around the fortifications. Several red flags were fluttering in the wind.

How could he have known that there was only one police officer leading this seemingly squadrons?

The others were all chosen from the volunteers. They were strong and strong.

He would never have thought that. . . There was no one in the east anymore. It was the same in the south. They were just a bunch of suspicious people.

The people from Team A, the patrol team, the self-defense team, and the Keney City Police Department had formed four assault teams. Under the lead of Andy and the rest, they quietly entered the city.

This method, which did not even involve the City Hall, was naturally thought up by Xiao Qiangbing.

Zhao Xiaoming squatted in the toilet and felt his legs go numb. Since he had obtained this wonderful plan, what was there to wait for? He directly used it.

There was a wide street on the east side, and it was filled with military and police officers. The team extended for two to three miles.

Hobson, Adolf, Zhao Xiaoming, and other commanders with bandages stood in front of the team and conducted a final analysis on the bandit camp in the distance.

"Uncle Huo, let's do as you said. All teams, pay attention to them. Go up from the crossroad and hit them hard. Throw them into the sea and feed them to the bastards. . . " Zhao Xiaoming said in a daze.

From afar, he saw that Fatty Liu was fiddling with his phone. He raised his chin at him and indicated for him to think about himself.

He was standing in the middle of the commanders, surrounded by big shots from all sides. This feeling was quite satisfying.

Fatty Liu casually took a few pictures of him. He saw Hobson start to scratch his head. He whispered to himself, "I didn't say that just now. "