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In an exquisite house...simply call it exquisite, at least a lot better than the place where ordinary people live. It can be seen that this is a good villa.

Regardless of design or style, its designers are not like local designers, but rather like those from the Federation, with a more modern style.

The warlord is certainly not its first owner. Its true owner may have left the city long ago, and this country may stay here forever.

In any case, this villa is now occupied by the ruler of this area.

The officers in the room expressed their thoughts one after another, and when "Sanchez" indicated that they wanted to go north, they realized that this must be a conspiracy of the Federation.

The warlord did not consider himself an opponent of the Federation. When he gathered in the capital for the cause of peace not long ago, he had also talked about the threat Sanchez threatened him and the country as a whole.

But no one listened to him, everyone was doing what they wanted to do, and he always felt that one day, Sanchez would send troops to his territory.

It didn't take long for Sanchez to arrive.

The officers obviously didn't want to fight.

Mainly can not be beaten.

Before, many warlords worked together to sniper the Federation, and none of them had any practical significance. Instead, they gave everyone an insight into what is called carpet bombing.

Those densely packed bombs fell from the sky as if it were raining, no one could hide it. In the end, people left the world with remorse and hatred.

The warlord sat in his place with a sullen face, those idiots put it simply, flee.

The question is where can you escape?

There are all warlords of all sizes around him, his role is to bring his own people to the past, and there is no second possibility.

No one will allow others to pass through their own territory with armed forces, or stay for a short time, just as he would not do it.

He will only expel those who try to approach him and bring him danger, instead of knowing that taking in or letting these people in will bring danger, he will do so.

not to mention…

He looked at the officers in the room, and these people weren't all in line with him.

There are some people in this, as long as they are given a chance, they will take their lives.

No one likes to sit down forever, just a chance!

"We will not go, at least not for the time being!" He finally made a decision.

"We are surrounded by other people's territory. If we retreat into the wild, we will soon disperse by ourselves. In any case, the solution will not be good."

"Federalists will surely sweep the whole territory eventually, even if we can avoid them this time, we won't be able to avoid them all the time."

"My idea is to fight, and then...", he looked at the others, "surrender."

Some people thought that he might have to bet all the bets somewhere, but he didn't expect that he would admit it so directly. For a while, the officers in the room didn't know what to say to express their inner emotions at this time!

This...Made!

Some people curse secretly, but think about it carefully, maybe this is no way.

When the warlord saw that no one was retorting himself, he realized his idea and had convinced these people, at least on the surface.

With this recognition, his thinking became more active, "Sanchez can take refuge in the Federation, why can't we take refuge in the Federation?"

"If we take refuge in the Federation, is there a possibility..." He licked his lips and looked at these officers, his subordinates, his eyes shone red, greedy, and sinister.

"... Maybe we, will be more reused by the Federation than Sanchez?"

"We have more manpower, bigger territory, and our soldiers are more fierce!"

"If the Federation can stand on our side and provide us with those advanced weapons and equipment, unifying the entire territory will not be a problem for us at all!"

He spoke faster and faster, and people's brains were spinning faster. They found that what the warlord said seemed not wrong.

Since the Federation can't fight or dodge the final confrontation, why not surrender?

Sanchez and his sister Isabella first took refuge in the Federation. What happened?

They have received the support of the Federation, and occupying a larger territory is not a difficult task for them, but a question of whether they want to or not.

An officer nodded, "I think... as if there is no problem."

Someone took the lead to speak, and those who were watching found a way to pour out. They all agreed and praised the idea of ​​the warlord, thinking it would be a rare opportunity.

When everyone was discussing intensively what they could get from the Federation after taking refuge in the Federation, suddenly people's discussion stopped.

There was a slight buzzing sound, making each of them startled in a cold sweat!

It's an airplane!

Some people yelled so, and others fled the building one after another. They had seen the terrible scene of the plane bombing, but when they ran outside the house, they didn't hear any bombs or explosions.

The buzzing gradually faded away and disappeared, as if it was just an illusion? !

They didn't know that one hundred and fifty paratroopers were slowly landing in the air.

The night has become their best cover color, even if someone looks up, they will not find them high in the sky!

The gray parachute protected them well and made them blend with the sky.

The warlord and his officers found nothing unusual, and returned to the room. Not far from the outskirts, blossoming "mushrooms" were slowly landing.

Ryan was lucky, he was the first batch of soldiers to sign up.

The war is numb, and looking for new things is his way to please himself now. When Blackstone Security recruited volunteers inside, he took the initiative to sign up.

Increasing salaries, increasing grades, and getting more income may be one of the common wishes of every Blackstone Security employee.

At least with these, in the event of an accident, family members can enjoy more and better treatment, freeing them from any worries.

Skydiving is very exciting. When he first jumped, he thought he would fall to death. Fortunately, he pulled the rope in time and landed on the sea successfully—

Although the difference between falling from a high altitude on the sea and falling on the ground is not very big, at least there is more probability of surviving, and with some protective measures, in addition to two accidental deaths, there are only some minor injuries.

Fortunately, everyone quickly adapted to this stimulating process, and Ryan also adapted.

He found that he fell in love with airborne. He liked the feeling of flying to a high altitude and then jumping down. He liked the angle of looking down at the earth from the sky like God.

He likes the pleasure of being able to fly freely in the air like a bird-well, free to fall.

In any case, he likes that feeling.

Therefore, he is more dedicated than others and naturally achieves better results.

He can accurately jump down from an altitude of two kilometers, and then land in a designated area of ​​no more than 20 square meters.

This achievement made him the instructor for this commissioned training. Perhaps Ryan had a great reputation in the Marine and Land Stormtroopers before, or maybe it was for other reasons. In short, the soldiers respected Ryan very much.

The harmonious exchange between the two sides made everything go very smoothly. It only took a few days for the soldiers to master the skills of opening the umbrella.

I have to mention another solution provided by the Flight Research Institute, which is the double-layer insurance parachute structure.

In the case of failure of the main parachute, the auxiliary parachute can also be opened.

Although the auxiliary parachute is not as big as the main parachute, it is often injured when it falls, but this at least guarantees that the vast majority of paratroopers will not die because the parachute cannot be opened.

This was the first time they performed a mission, and it was also the first time they carried out night launches in actual warfare.

Everything is very dark, it is very difficult to put, but fortunately some small designs can solve some of the problems.

For example, the fluorescent block directly above the umbrella surface allows soldiers above to see the parachute below in the dark to avoid accidents.

Ryan was the first to jump. After he landed, he immediately got out of the canopy, took out his flashlight and started to gather the players.

There were some minor mistakes in the airborne, and there were also some accidents.

A total of one hundred and fifty soldiers landed in the air, and finally gathered together, only one hundred and twenty-seven people, twenty-three people... I don't know where they floated or where they landed.

After leaving some people ready to search and rescue the remaining paratroopers after dawn, Ryan and other instructors, with other paratroopers, marched towards the city.

After these paratroopers return to the team, they will become the captain of the most basic team, and they will also become the bones and souls of the paratroopers.

By the time it dawned, people like Ryan had already entered the periphery of the city and settled down.

According to the plan, when the main force and the locals engage in battle, Ryan and the others will go straight into the central area of ​​the city from the side to carry out beheading operations.

After the success of the last beheading operation, the Ministry of National Defense has a fanatical interest in this tactic.

At 7:25 in the morning, the first gun sounded, and shortly after, the first gun sounded.

The reduced-caliber self-propelled artillery had existed solely for the purpose of demolition, and a simple bunker was bombed down as a shell was exploded.

The soldiers cheered, UU reading www. uukanshu.com alternated with these self-propelled artillery.

In the past, when you encountered something like a bunker, you could only fill it with human lives.

Find a way to rush through the fire cordon, and then use explosives to blow up the bunker, or kill the people inside.

But now, it seems to have become a thing of the past.

The sound of gunfire and artillery alarmed the quiet sky, and the battle quickly became fierce.

A large number of combat units assemble towards the battlefield, which also creates a certain defensive vacuum zone on the sides and rear.

Ryan made a decisive decision and led the paratroopers to attack from the side.

During the attack, a soldier looked at a middle-aged woman who had just been killed with a somewhat ugly expression. He gritted his teeth, followed a few steps, and caught up with Ryan.

"Why are you killing her, she is just an innocent ordinary citizen..."