Panther Commando

Yang Qing was lying on the side of the road in the tall grass on a small hill, the m16 assault rifle in his hand slowly aimed at the machine gunner on the truck behind, and whispered in his mouth to order the rest of the team to start action with his gunshots.

At this time, the sun was setting in the west, and the dim sunlight shone on the two grass-green cars that were driving fast. A black-gray dirt road behind the cars was like a giant snake, winding through the mountains.

Just as the jeep slowed down and just turned over the foot of the mountain, Yang Qing gently pulled the trigger of the assault rifle, and a string of bullets roared towards the machine gunner and the cab on the truck behind. Immediately, several grenades flew from the roadside, followed by a string of bullets swept away from the road to the drug dealer soldiers in the carriage.

The front windshield of the truck was immediately drilled with several bullet holes, and the shattered glass was splashed with red blood. The bullets of the assault rifle and the fragments of the grenade were splattered with sparks, and several soldiers standing beside the carriage immediately fell out of the carriage with the sound of gunfire.

At the same time, the national security team at the foot of the mountain also clicked the trigger, and a few bullets got into the windshield of the jeep that had just turned over the foot of the mountain. With a loud bang, the jeep shuddered violently and stopped on the side of the road.

The two national security team members who were ambushed at the foot of the mountain immediately rushed up, and one of them swept the back seat of the jeep with a gun, and the bullets got into the rear window with a "puff puff". Another team member quickly opened the door of the jeep and dragged the blood-stained man sitting in the passenger seat from the car, regardless of whether he was unconscious or not. Run to the side of the mountain.

At this time, six or seven soldiers fell down in an instant amid the sudden explosion of grenades and the rain of bullets flying in the back of the truck, and the truck slanted across the road. The remaining soldiers in the car had already reacted from the sudden attack. Some squatted down in the carriage immediately, raising their automatic rifles to fire randomly from the gang of the car, while others threw themselves into the carriage and lay on their backs. The roadside strafes towards the opposite hillside.

Yang Qing was lying on the mountain, holding an automatic rifle while strafing, and turned his head to look to the side. Seeing that the team members in front had already run up the side slopes with the prisoners on their backs, he immediately shouted to the two team members not far away: "Withdraw!" Then he grabbed a grenade and threw it out, and the two players on the side also threw two grenades.

"Boom", "Boom", "Boom", three groups of flames immediately rose in front of the truck, and countless shrapnel flew around in the flames, hitting the gang and body of the truck, making a "crackling" sound. The drug dealer soldiers on and off the car immediately fell to their knees, and the counterattacking gunfire stopped immediately.

In the violent explosion of the grenade, Yang Qing and the three had already got up and ran towards the hillside behind them. At this time, another team member who attacked the jeep in front was hiding behind a big tree on the hillside. The automatic rifle on his chest was spraying flames, covering Yang Qing and the three to retreat.

The entire attack took less than three minutes, and several people quickly took the prisoners and got into the rolling mountains. When the remaining five or six soldiers next to the truck climbed up from the ground with their faces dusty, Yang Qing and the five had already disappeared from the opposite hillside.

Several drug dealer soldiers wiped the gunpowder and dust on their faces with lingering fears, looked at the already silent hillside opposite, raised their weapons and walked to the jeep behind the foot of the mountain in front, and saw the driver lying on the steering wheel with blood on his face, motionless. The two soldiers in the row seat had automatic rifles on their legs and leaned over on the back seat.

Yang Qing took turns carrying the prisoners on their backs and ran for more than ten kilometers. They stopped when they saw a cave on the halfway of a mountain. Yang Qing came to the entrance of the cave to listen to what was going on inside, and then picked up a few stones and threw them into the cave. , Seeing that there was no movement inside, he immediately drilled in with an automatic rifle.

The cave is not big, with a depth of seven or eight meters, and it is damp and dark inside. Yang Qing immediately got out of the cave and waved to the team member who was standing at the entrance of the cave with the captives behind his back to let him in. He then stood by the cave and raised his binoculars to observe the surrounding mountains. Several members of the surrounding team were hidden behind the bushes and stones and their guns were facing the surroundings. After Yang Qing checked the surroundings carefully, he turned his head to look at the guarded team members, raised his feet and walked into the cave again.

The cave was pitch-dark, and the captive leaned against the cold stone wall with his head lowered, his head drooping in front of his chest, apparently still in a coma. The team members on the side were panting heavily, wiping the sweat from their faces with one hand, holding the kettle in the other and taking two sips, and then poured the water from the kettle onto the captive's head.

A pot of icy water fell down, and the prisoner suddenly slapped his body with a cleverness, then opened his eyes and raised his head. He took advantage of the weak light coming in from outside the cave, and at a glance, he saw Yang Qing standing beside him, with a bright dagger in his hand shaking gently.

Yang Qing squatted down and stared at the other party's eyes coldly, without making a sound for a long time, his eyes were like a sharp ice pick, cold to the bone.

The captive's body gradually began to tremble. He couldn't bear the cold eyes. He tremblingly asked in the local language, "You...you have...what do you want me to do...if you want me to serve...just say, I...know everything you know. ...you", his eyes tried to avoid Yang Qing's sharp eyes~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Yang Qing asked coldly in the local language: "Where did you buy your arms?" When he opened his mouth, the fear in his eyes subsided a little. He knew that the other party would not kill him for the time being, so he hurriedly replied, "I bought it from... at Mohong Company."

"Mohong company?" Yang Qing asked questioningly, and then asked again: "Where is the company?  …

The captive answered all Yang Qing's questions tremblingly. Yang Qing turned to look at the team members next to him, to see if he had anything else to ask? The other party shook his head, Yang Qing nodded and walked out of the cave, and then heard the sound of a broken neck coming from the cave. They must not leave any living room here, otherwise, whoever the prisoner falls into, may know their motives from Yang Qing's questioning, and the other party is a drug dealer, and he will die.

Yang Qing stood at the entrance of the cave and held the binoculars to observe for a while, and then softly ordered: "Withdraw!" He had already learned the name of the arms-selling company, the contact information, and the location of the other party's arms hoarding from the prisoner's mouth. The next step is to Take time to analyze and validate intelligence.

But now, he wants to return to Lao Liu's intelligence station as soon as possible according to Wu Dong's instructions to avoid encountering those mercenaries from Black Hawk and Yamaguchi.