Age of Conquest Reborn

Three black figures quickly arrived in front of Chu Tian. With quick movements, the leading figure whispered: "Detachment leader!" This was a group of three people who had been lurking near the airport last night, monitoring the movements of the Soviet army.

The team leader is Liu Zhiwei, with the rank of captain. He is a veteran member of the special operations detachment and has rich experience.

Chu Tian looked at the dim lights, the snow-filled airport, and then at the searchlights shining aimlessly back and forth, and asked calmly: "Is there anything abnormal at the airport?"

Liu Zhiwei replied: "Everything is normal. The wind and snow are too heavy. The Soviet patrol team has not come out since last night."

Chu Tian nodded and said, "Has the airport floor plan been drawn?"

Liu Zhiwei took out a piece of paper, Chu Tian lay on the thick snow, climbed behind a thick pine tree, dug a hole in the snow, turned on the micro flashlight, looked at it for a while, and couldn't help but sigh, the wind and snow

It was too large and affected the observation effect of Liu Zhiwei's team. This airport floor plan was not of much practical help for the upcoming operations, but he did not blame the team members.

In such severe cold weather, right under the eyes of the airport guards, the Soviet troops persisted for a day and a night and had to draw the airport floor plan. It was difficult for Liu Zhiwei and the others. He looked at the luminous watch and saw that it was already past eight o'clock at night on March 9th.

Zhong Chutian ordered in a low voice: "Start taking action. Pay attention to each group and spread out to find the location of the oil depot. The first group will follow me and try not to shoot until the location of the oil depot is determined!"

More than 20 team members were divided into five groups and sneaked into the airport from different directions. Chu Tian and Qi Hanzhi were together, and there were seven people in this group. After cutting three barbed wire fences, they climbed over a trench to get to the nearest airport.

That wooden house with lights on, a Soviet commander who could own a house by himself in a simple field airport must be a person of considerable status.

Chu Tian was the first to climb to the edge of the trench, leaving a deep snow ditch behind him. The other six people followed closely behind him. Suddenly, Chu Tian's hand stretched forward froze.

, he touched a thin shoe under the soft snow.

The metal wire was as cold as the core of a poisonous snake, irritating his hand, "Landmine!" Chu Tian secretly screamed, and then, even in the cold wilderness, the sweat on his forehead broke out uncontrollably.

When I came out, my heart was in my throat!

Chu Tian secretly thought that he was lucky. If it hadn't been for two days of heavy snowstorms that buried the minefield under thick snow, causing the sensitivity of the mines to decrease, one of the five groups might have triggered the mines with just a loud bang.

Hibiki, no one in my team can even think of escaping to the watchtower. The Soviet heavy machine gun's firepower range is simply unable to complete the mission. Not even a single one of the more than 20 team members can even think of escaping. They will become victims of the Soviet heavy machine gun.

target.

Qi Hanzhi, who was following closely behind, saw Chutian stop suddenly and realized something had happened. Just as he was about to crawl over, Chutian kicked him hard on the shoulder, turned around and whispered: "Tell the operator

, remind the other four teams that the Soviet army has minefields surrounding the airport!"

The operator hurriedly flicked the microphone of the walkie-talkie three short times, and then twice longer, repeating it twice. This was the internal password of the special operations detachment, and every team member knew it.

meaning.

Chu Tian used the pliers he carried with him to cut off the mine fuses. He exhaled a long breath and found that his underwear was already soaked with sweat. He had cleared a total of seven mines within less than five meters of the trench.

It can be seen that the minefields laid by the Soviet army are densely populated, but the heavy snow has made the minefields lose their due function.

After climbing over a trench more than two meters deep, we were close to the wooden house with lights on. Everything on the airport could be seen roughly under the dim light. Soviet planes were neatly arranged on the runway.

, the fuselage is covered with a layer of

In the snow, the Soviet sentry with a gun retracted his head into the collar of his thick coat and wandered back and forth aimlessly. The strong wind picked up the snow and slapped it on his body. For the sentry in such a blizzard and snowy weather,

It is a kind of mental destruction.

Chu Tian approached the side of the wooden house and looked forward. In front of the wooden house, there were two Soviet sentries standing guard. However, the cold wind and heavy snow caused the two sentries to huddle up, holding their guns and leaning against each other.

Taking shelter from the wind behind a row of oil drums, they looked like two snowmen.

Chu Tian was even more convinced of his judgment. There must be a big shot in this wooden room. Otherwise, there would be no need to put two more sentries in the heavily guarded airport. Chu Tian signaled to Qi Hanzhi, and the two special forces team members Civet Mao

He touched it like a stick, and the snow combat uniform blended his body with the heavy snow all over the ground into one color, and the howling north wind covered up all the slightest sounds.

A few minutes later, the two team members carried the two unconscious Soviet sentries back to the side of the wooden house. Chu Tian pinched the acupuncture points of one Soviet sentry several times.

A Soviet sentry trembled all over. He had just regained consciousness, and before he had time to figure out what was going on, his throat was tightly grasped by a cold hand like an iron pincer.

Chu Tian lowered his voice and asked: "Who is in the room?"

The Soviet sentry's eyes were wide and frightened, and his eyes were full of confusion. Just when he was about to scream, his throat tightened, and there was a clear cracking sound of the throat bones. All consciousness suddenly disappeared.

Plunged into darkness.

Chu Tian let go of his hand. Is this the body of the Soviet sentry? He fell softly on the snow and whispered in annoyance: "Damn it, no one in our group can speak Russian!"

In Chu Tian's team, there were only three members who were proficient in Russian, but unfortunately, they were all in other teams. Qi Hanzhi was also quite scratching his head and looked at the other Soviet sentry who was still unconscious.

He looked at Chu Tian with questioning eyes. Chu Tian had a cold face and made a gesture of wiping his neck.

Qi Hanzhi twitched his lips, stepped forward and immediately killed the Soviet sentry who was still in a coma and had no idea who took his life. Chu Tian gathered the team members together and arranged the combat mission in a low voice, "

After approaching the wooden house, rush in as quickly as possible without shooting. If you encounter Soviet soldiers who are resisting, use flying knives to deal with them. Before the location of the oil depot is determined, the target must not be exposed."

This was originally not within the scope of the mission to attack the airport, but Chu Tian had an extra layer of consideration. So far, all the teams of the special operations detachment have not received information about the time when the Soviet army will launch an attack. In this wooden house with sentry guards,

It must be a big fish. From him, you can get the information you need. This risk is worth taking.

The thick wooden door was closed tightly. Qi Hanzhi took out a sharp dagger and put it into the crack of the door. However, after fiddling with it for a long time, he still couldn't open the door. Chu Tian thought for a moment, picked up the hat of the Soviet sentry on the ground, and picked it off three times.

He took off his coat and put it on his body. Then, he gestured to the team members and walked to the door. "Bang, bang, bang!" He knocked hard on the wooden door a few times. The howling wind covered up the sound of knocking on the door.

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In the house, there were questions in Russian, but Chutian understood them well, so he kept silent and knocked a few more times. The voices in the house became a little impatient. Then, Chutian heard the sound of footsteps heading towards the house.

Coming to the door.

The door opened, and the light in the room poured out. Through the light, Chu Tian saw that this was a tall Soviet sergeant with an angry face, and he was still talking about something. Inside the room

, there was another Soviet officer, wearing a standard shirt, with his back turned to himself, looking at the documents attentively, as if he had not heard anything that happened at the door.

The person who opened the door was a Soviet sergeant. Looking from the brightly lit room to the dark and snowy outside, it was natural that he could not tell whether the person in front of him was real or fake. The soldier's uniform seemed to tell the door.

As a result, the non-commissioned officer's attitude became more and more arrogant. He stood on the steps in front of the door, quite condescending, and even raised his hand to make a rebuke.

Suddenly, Chu Tian burst out, his body as agile as a cheetah. With a move of his wrist, a dagger with a cold light appeared in his hand. Using the momentum of his forward thrust, the sharp dagger quickly cut off the Soviet sergeant's neck.

A blood arrow marked the carotid artery, and with a look of infinite astonishment, it instantly solidified, and the tall body fell backwards.

Chu Tian didn't even glance at the target of his attack, and pounced directly on the Soviet officer. Qi Hanzhi, who followed closely behind, picked up the body that was about to fall to the ground and placed it lightly on the floor.

At the same moment, the three team members quickly rushed into the house. The door was closed again, and the outside of the house immediately fell into darkness. There were only two figures wandering back and forth in front of the door, seemingly loyally executing the security officer's orders.

Task.

It was only then that the Soviet officer turned around, moved his right hand, and reached for the pistol at his waist. He reacted very quickly, but when his hand just touched the handle of the gun, a cold dagger hit him.

, pressed on his throat, a young man with a strong murderous look on his face, a typical oriental face, was looking at him with a cold look, and then, the pistol at his waist was in the hands of this young man.

General Jonasov understood everything that happened in an instant. A small force of force readers had infiltrated the airport. The young man in front of him was holding a dagger across his throat. From his eyes, Joe

Admiral Nassoff has no doubt that as long as he has the slightest intention of resisting, the sharp dagger will instantly cut his throat and carotid artery. His orderly lying on the ground with blood flowing gurglingly is a living example.

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The blazing stove made the room as warm as spring, and the thick smell of blood quickly spread through the temperature. Admiral Jonasov blinked his blue-grey eyes and muttered in Russian, "Please don't be impulsive!"

((To be continued.