Hou Dasheng is extremely cautious about satellite phones. Although his satellite phone is specially encrypted and then goes through a multi-layer signal network, it is extremely difficult to track it, but making one more point at a time may expose the opportunity.
Therefore, Hou Dasheng’s satellite words are kept in a state of machine. Even this time, Hou Dasheng came out to carry several satellites. If different people and identities buy satellite resources, his words have never been machine-driven.
It is very hesitant to talk on Hou Dasheng’s side. If it is not necessary, he doesn’t want to talk at all.
"Ask them for a communication number and say I’ll get in touch with them in ten minutes." After thinking for a while, Hou Dasheng looked up at the hound and said, "The team will keep moving for ten minutes and then find a place to rest temporarily. I’ll continue to March after the call."
The hound nodded his head and then pressed the headset to communicate with the outside world. Hou Dasheng bowed his head and pondered what the Slavs were in such a hurry to find him. They almost clashed with the peripheral members. Although Slavs have always been rough, it is rare to make a conflict.
Moreover, the joint jackal must be an intelligence agent. If there will still be conflicts, the Slavs are really anxious to find him.
"The boss has arranged it." After a while, the hound nodded at Hou Dacheng. Hou Dacheng just returned to his absolute being and ordered softly, "After the car, make sure that the phone host remains motionless."
Hound nodded his head to show that there are five computers with satellite, that is, six special boxes are locked up, and the other computers are kept in the communication car by the liaison, which requires passwords, Hou Dasheng’s fingerprints, tattoos and iris keys.
Forced demolition will detonate the hidden inside. The whole plane will be blown up, and even the dismantler will be directly blown up. The motorcade drove for a while and then slowly stopped behind a sand dune. Hou Dasheng and the hound jumped out of the car and the correspondent came with a box.
"Didi Didi" entered a series of passwords, and then Hou Dasheng held down the fingerprint light track "Yan Du Xi Lou". Then he aimed his eyes at a small hole in the password slot and heard that "Didi Da" rang the lock.
When I opened the box, I took one look at Hou Dasheng and took out a satellite speech labeled "2". Then I closed the box and heard the "Kaka Ka" lock ring. The box was locked again. The correspondent was carrying the box away from Hou Dasheng and walked behind the sand dunes with the hounds.
At this time, the hound reported a set of numbers, and Hou Dasheng spoke and dialed the number after waiting for the phone.
"DuDu DuDu" Hou Dacheng picked up the words and put them in his ear. After a while, he heard someone pick up the words. "It’s hard to find you guys. Your mouths are so hard that you almost fought with me."
Hou Dacheng sat in the sand dune holding his words and said, "Well, don’t talk nonsense. You know it’s not easy for me to make foreign calls. I don’t want anything to be said directly to me when we are surfing. I can give you five minutes."
"I’m already on my way, and I expect to arrive at the designated area in three days. Simply put, you asked us to do it." The voice was old and deep, "but the conditions need to be changed. I’m not negotiating with you. This is what all of us mean."
But I heard the old voice continue, "What do you mean by a list of Americans combined with a list of ten people?"
"You go back," Hou Dasheng said coldly. "We’ll do this by ourselves. Damn it, I don’t want to get involved in the struggle between your two great powers. I want to do something myself. Damn it, you always want to take me to your side."
At that end, the old man’s breath grew heavy. "Ten names are indispensable. This is our bottom line. You should also know their background. In fact, we have already found out, but we have to confirm that this is not a particularly difficult thing for you."
"But it’s a particularly deadly thing." Hou Dasheng was red-eyed and wheezing and panting. "I’ll help you confirm what this means. Don’t you know that this means that I will go to the opposite side of them? How can I make a living with a jackal after you think?"
The old man was silent for a long time before saying, "Well, let’s both take a step back and have ten names, not one less, but those who were partners in the past. You know who I’m talking about. I want to make sure that I don’t need evidence."
Hou Dacheng felt cold when he heard this-he knew what happened in those days that could make the old man and his friends feel sad. "In those days," when there was a red giant bear, they had endured it for many years, and it was estimated that they had figured it out, but now it is necessary to confirm whether they found out those people themselves.
When I think of this Hou Dasheng, I can’t help but feel cold and brave. Slavs are not terrible, but they will endure for decades. Slavs are the most terrible.
"I know what you’re thinking. Yes, we want to kill them. We want their families to be buried with them." The old man’s voice sounded so powerful from the other end. "Our empire fell. Our father and ancestors paid blood and lives. When the country fell, someone always had to pay the price."
Listening to the old man’s words, Hou Dasheng swallowed a mouthful of saliva, but he didn’t pause. "We had to choose silence in this country, but now we don’t need silence anymore. Will those damn bastards be all right after so many years? No, it’s time for us to pay back this account."
"I can help you find this." Hou Dacheng breathed a sigh of relief. It is very unnecessary to find Americans to find the business files. These things are probably more detailed than the company and the building
Only to see Hou Dasheng holding the words word by word, "I also hate traitors, especially high-sounding traitors who betray their country’s chop suey. I can promise you that I will help you find ten names after this matter, and I promise it is the most important name."
The words "thank you" seem to make the old man even older. "We should have died a long time ago, or when our motherland fell, we were actually dead, but those who were in the ruins were alive and we barely let ourselves not fall."
Listening to the old man’s words, Hou Dasheng couldn’t help but feel faint sadness and humiliation. This sentence is easy to say, but it is harder to implement than death, but you have to work harder to live. This is the most painful thing.
"When the Soviet Union fell, we should have fallen with the Soviet Union, but we were not willing to drag those bastards to hell together." The old man sank, "I will crucify them in the historical shame column and whip them and their families a hundred thousand times."
Chapter five hundred and sixteen Arrival
For these old people’s thoughts, Hou Dasheng is very understanding of similar things in Chinese history. There have been many cases in which the army at the end of the Qin Dynasty surrendered to the Han Dynasty and forced Xiang Yu into a desperate situation. In the end, many of the people who were responsible for killing Xiang Yu were former Qin Jun generals, and finally took Xiang Yu’s head, that is, the former Qin Zhonglang rode Wang Hao.
The Soviet Union is dead, and it can’t die any more. Although the collapse of the country that their fathers fought for has its inevitable factors, it doesn’t prevent them from resenting the people who promoted this development, especially the former Soviet Union. This is betrayal.
They are also angry when companies and buildings intervene, but both sides are hostile. On what the other side can do, they can be rude or lose. If they lose, they will try to find a way to get back. But those traitors are the reasons and reasons, and they can’t choose to see or forgive them.
In the past, Hou Dasheng knew what to do without moving them. Because they needed forbearance, there was no way. At that time, the whole Soviet Union collapsed, and 90% of the people really believed that they could lead a better life. At this time, it was revealed that they suspected that they were dying.
They are well aware of their goals, they have chosen forbearance and lurk, and they are well aware that those damn Yanglu Saxons are not good, and they will not consider really coming to benefit the Slavs. They made the right bet or made the right judgment.
Shock therapy almost caused the whole of Russia to die of shock. The oligarchs divided the interests, and most of them were reduced to a more miserable life. At last, some people woke up. Only then did they quietly contact those who had been lurking in the dark and threatened some people to help.
In a series of interest exchange and political compromise, the great emperor, who was carefully cultivated by them, finally took the throne. The great emperor did not disappoint them and did better than they expected. It is impossible for the Soviet Union to come back, so a strong and independent country is the only future direction here.
In the past, it was this country that didn’t bother them, but now they don’t have to endure it. The emperor’s behind-the-scenes means and background almost make people conclude that this emperor is the glory that they finally cultivated.
Now they don’t have time to think about forbearance. It’s very simple. They are old enough to live until now, and almost all of them are dying. Maybe when they close their eyes, they can’t open them anymore. This is their last time.
They can’t find someone else to handle this matter. They can believe that there are also some jackals and Hou Dasheng. The Chinese side can’t help them investigate this matter, and they don’t want the Chinese side to intervene in the collapse of the Soviet Union, which is accompanied by the collapse of the entire intelligence system.
In particular, the collapse of the foreign system has become more serious, and they have almost lost all their eyes and ears. They have not dared to move to avoid being discovered by the company. Only in recent years have they gradually restored some outreach forces, and it is extremely difficult for these forces to verify the situation in those years.
They can find about business, and these old men have a surprisingly consistent attitude towards business, but they can’t believe that they have different views on jackals. Few jackals have fought side by side with them, and they are much more reliable than business in their eyes.
"There are still 30 kilometers to reach the designated area," the hound whispered beside Hou Dasheng. "We have entered the designated area and three teams have lurked into the city, but the situation is not so good. They seem to have obtained some weapons and equipment, and some of them are not active."
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Paused and sank. "We found three groups of such people wandering around the city. Those people are obviously masters. We were optimistic about several commanding heights, and they occupied the city. The armed forces also assigned new defensive positions in them."
Hou Dacheng’s brow wrinkled up. If the other party is still the same as before, Hou Dacheng thinks that there is no problem in spending this in the center, but if the other party has a master’s guidance and has arranged a position, it is not enough to see the jackals gathering people.
Whether an elite soldier is a soldier or not is also a person who hits the key with a bullet and will die. If it is a frontal battlefield battle, the elite is stronger than ordinary soldiers, but it is almost impossible to form an absolute advantage.
Similar to Hou Dasheng, the best battlefield for soldiers trained by elite special combat bodies like them is ambush, surprise attack, night attack and so on. The frontal battlefield is the least worthy and should not be touched. The more chaotic it is, the more suitable it is for them.
"After arriving, resume communication and inform the city to lurk to the detachment not to move." Hou Dasheng was silent for a while before saying, "The detachment department keeps silent in communication, and we will find a way to connect with them. Now the city is estimated to be chaotic, and it is difficult to find them if they don’t move the other side."
The hounds nodded in agreement, which is true. It was not long before they occupied the city. Now everything is still in chaos. It is said that there were several battles at that time, and they also lost some men. Now they are also cleaning up the remnants of the enemy and have not come to clean up the corners of the city.
The motorcade stopped. Hou Dasheng walked through the sand dunes and looked at the sparsely lit city from a distance. Hou Dasheng took out his telescope and observed the city a little.
"They have found their shelters and protection zones. These people seem to have not experienced the training center. Many things have little sense of confidentiality." The hound whispered when observing the urban area in Hou Dasheng. "Those groups are too few. They occupy several commanding heights in the urban area and there are still many points. They have to give up and no one is stationed."
Hou Dasheng smiled and put a telescope, which is normal. These are all from tribal armed forces. You expect them to have the level of professional combat troops. It is very difficult to maintain basic discipline, let alone the requirements of combat skills and tactics.
Of course, strategy despises the enemy’s tactics, but we should pay enough attention to the enemy’s negligence, which may lead to failure
"The Slavs told them to send someone who can be the host," Hou Dasheng said with a telescope. "We need to see how to fight this war."
Chapter five hundred and seventeen The situation is not good.
"We are here to cooperate with you." Sitting cross-legged in the sand is a tall, thin man with a big face, a big head and a headscarf, dressed in desert camouflage. He can’t tell the specific age, but he must be thirty years old.
The thick beard has made people unable to see his appearance. He also wears a pair of sunglasses so that people can’t see his eyes. He just sits cross-legged in front of Hou Dasheng, and behind him is No.7 or squatting, dressed in desert camouflage like him.
One thing these people have in common is that you can’t tell from their weapons what power they belong to, even from their clothes, but it’s still very serious to have a strong Slavic accent in their English.
The Han looked at Hou Dasheng and said in a hoarse voice, "I have a lot of autonomy, but if I decide to cause problems with you, or let my people suffer huge losses, I will be responsible."
"Simply put, it’s a thankless job." The Han looked at Hou Dasheng and said, "You can call me Red Bear. I know you are a chef."
Hou Dacheng smiled. It’s more comfortable to deal with some people in the war. Everyone will quote their bottom line without procrastination. What Hou Dacheng hates most is actually dealing with businessmen and politicians and intelligence sources. None of these people is simple.
Or they don’t have a few words of truth in their mouths, every word and even their tone and expression. You have to pay attention to who knows if these bastards will dig a hole for you and make you think they are putting it out. The fact is the fact.
Even if they tell you the truth, they have to hide the most important thing. Most of the time, you have to swallow Xiang. By the time you react, Ji can’t come. You can just bite the bullet and jump into the hole dug by others.
Hou Dacheng looked back at Houhound, and now Houhound is the only one around him. He has assigned others to do some things.
"According to our information, there are about 4,000 troops in the city, most of which are equipped with Soviet-made ak47 and Chinese-made 11, and a small amount of American-made 16", but the hound took a copy of the hand briefing to Red Bear. "In addition, they have hundreds of Chinese-made 4 guns and rg7 about 100 machine guns."