Chapter 449: This group of liars (please collect, recommend, and vote monthly)

Chapter 449: This group of liars (please collect, recommend, and vote monthly)

Chapter 449: These liars (please collect, recommend, and vote monthly)

McMillan, an officer in the Special Air Service Regiment, formed a sniper team with Price in 1996 and sniped Zakaev in Pripyat, causing him to lose an arm. McMillan was killed by a crashed M during the retreat. -28 helicopter broke his leg.

Price almost fought to drag him out, and was later transferred from the frontline unit, but was promoted, and Price took his place in the SAS.

 This task force needs an experienced commander to be located at the rear to coordinate all aspects of relations, intelligence, logistics, support, etc.

McMillan, who once played alongside Price and was even his boss, became the best candidate for this position.

“Don’t worry, we are just simulating the worst case scenario. According to intelligence analysis, the guards here are likely to betray. People from the CIA have already contacted them. They have money, you know.”

"Yes, the coalition forces have cut off the supply line to Wodan, and this base will be out of food soon." McMillan looked at the satellite images on the table, "And we have a backup plan."

"It's best not to use it." Price shook his head. NATO's backup plan was to blow up the entire base with heavy bombs and thermite incendiary bombs. The high temperature of 3,000 degrees Celsius can dissolve the VX poison.

This method is simple and crude, but the problem is that there are thousands of residents in the surrounding towns. If the VX is not completely blown up, the remaining leakage will be enough to kill all nearby creatures, which will cause a very serious disaster.

 So it is best not to use it as a last resort.

"Have your team members been determined?" McMillan sat down on the chair. Due to the disability of his legs, he could not stand for too long.

Pointing to the dozens of personnel information on his desk, which he had almost torn through in the past two days, Price said, "The current ones are almost finalized."

"current?"

"Yes, I need to focus on this task now. I will first select the team members I need from the 22nd Regiment, and the others will serve as backup." Price took out a few folders from the top of the pile.

Opening them one by one, "Sergeant Kyle Garrick, everyone calls him Gates, he speaks very nicely, and Sergeant John McTavish, who is good at sniping and demolition, codenamed 'Thorpe', don't ask." Why, that’s confidential.”

McMillan shrugged, "What about this one without a photo?"

"Never, Simon Riley, codenamed 'Ghost'.", putting the information in front of McMillan, "There are only these few now. I will form this team according to my own ideas. It is best for others not to interfere. , not even Sheffield.”

McMillan nodded, "I have no objection. I will try my best to gain support from above." At present, his and Price's interests are aligned. If he wants to stay in this position for a long time, he certainly knows what to do.

“The world is getting more and more chaotic, and many guys hiding in the shadows have jumped out recently.” McMillan sighed.

“No, the world has always been such a mess.” Price looked through the window at the training personnel below.

 “You are right.”

 …

Xu Chuan is also paying attention to the situation in the direction of Wodan. He actually just wants to watch a show. It would be fun to bravely venture to the Death Island.

 Then, there was no movement.

 The opposition troops intentionally or unintentionally cut off the road to Wodan, causing the government troops there to lose supplies. The surrounding residents had no guarantee of life, and many people fled to other towns.

"What they did is too obvious. Now everyone knows that there will be action in the direction of Wodan." Xu Chuan sat in the command center, looking at the recent battle report, and said with a lot of complaints.

Smith smiled and said, "I guess they are trying to persuade them to surrender. They are probably not sure about minimizing the collateral damage." Although they often say that they are prepared with both hands, they are more hesitant.

“That’s nonsense, since when did the U.S. military care about civilians?” Xu Chuan turned his head and looked at the embarrassed expressions of everyone present, “Okay, I didn’t say anything about you.”

 Most of the people in the company are Americans.

“However, it should be soon. The frequency of aerial reconnaissance near Wodan has increased significantly recently.” Michael discovered the details very keenly.

“That means the two sides may have broken down.”

"Logically, it shouldn't be." Xu Chuan thought for a while. Now that the colonel had lost control of the troops below, the only ones who could still fight for him were die-hard loyalists.

Wodan's defenders are now out of food and are guarding a pile of VX, which cannot be used as food.

And the colonel obviously didn't dare to use them, otherwise he would have thought about these things long ago.

That means the money is not given enough, and this shouldn’t be the case. Are Americans short of money? Well, it’s really hard to say.

At least another week has passed. In the NATO command center, MacMillan is assigning tasks to the members of the task force, but no one seems to be very motivated.

“Okay, let me say it again, the defenders of Wodan have all surrendered, but we still have to conduct a raid according to the procedure, and the media will follow them.”

　　Except for one with a skull mask, everyone else was wailing. They hated acting.

The Americans have settled the defenders, and the other side has promised to hand over all chemical weapons, but NATO feels this is a good publicity opportunity.

 As for whether the rockets are from the United States, no one will be able to tell when they are marked.

 With absolute safety, having a task force raid a chemical weapons base and then seize weapons of mass destruction can reverse the impact of previous failed operations and let the public know that we are still the strongest.

Price smiled. In his many years of military service, he had not encountered this kind of situation before. Those politicians were always thinking about how to perform.

However, for the team I created, I was actually a little unhappy that the first task was actually a performance.

Although everyone is quite resistant to this matter, one advantage is that at least there will be no fierce fighting causing casualties.

“Again, you must be careful, those VX gases are real.” McMillan finally warned.

 Boarding the plane, three C-130s were preparing to take off on the runway. In addition to the task force, there was also a quick reaction force and fighter jets carrying thermite incendiary bombs.

There are already photographers filming the preparations before takeoff, which will eventually be edited into the film.

The plane took off over Wodan. According to the procedure, Price parachuted in first with Gates, Soap, and Ghost, then occupied the airport tower and guided the plane to land.

 The staff at the airport were very cooperative and all I had to do was put out a warm welcome banner for them.

The plane landed quickly, and everyone had already changed into full nuclear, biological, and chemical protective suits on the plane. Even if it was a scene, it had to be acted realistically, and there was no need to worry about their faces showing up while wearing protective suits.

These people have practiced hundreds of times in a simulated environment. Price didn't need to tell everyone what to do. Everyone acted in silence, and all of this was captured by the cameraman accompanying the team. .

The base where VX poison gas rockets are stored is right next to the airport. The gate is closed and there are no guards on the surface. There is nothing we can do about it. We can't just kill those who have surrendered.

 The task force directly used explosions here. Regardless of whether this method is suitable or not, the visual effect is definitely the best.

A frame-shaped explosive device was fixed on the door, and an M60 fuse was used to detonate it. The two iron doors that opened inward flew out directly.

The task force swarmed in. Although it has been stated that the other side has surrendered, no one can guarantee whether there will be one or two lunatics among them, so everyone's insurance has been turned on. As long as something goes wrong, they will shoot as soon as possible.

The government troops cooperated very well. Basically, whenever they saw them, they threw away their guns and lay on the ground. The buildings on the ground were quickly occupied.

  VX poison gas requires special warehouses for storage, usually underground.

There were fewer guards in the underground building and it was smoother. The task force members took out their portable chemical weapons analyzers to check the surrounding environment.

After receiving the safety instructions, Price did not take off his gas mask. Looking at the neatly arranged VX rockets in front of him, his scalp went numb. These things can kill tens of thousands of people under ideal conditions.

“Why do humans invent this kind of thing?” said a man who also wore a gas mask, but he knew it was Gates when he heard his voice.

“It is said that it was obtained accidentally while studying pesticides.”

“Okay, alert, control all government troops and not move around, Ghost, guide the rapid reaction force to enter the scene, leave these things to them.”

This is really a boring operation, but the goal was achieved and there were no casualties. Someone once said that as long as no one died, it was a good operation.

Afterwards, the QRF entered the scene. There were specialized nuclear, biological and chemical troops to deal with these VX rockets, and several photographers kept taking pictures.

“What can they take without even firing a gun?” Gates continued to complain.

 “Then it’s none of our business.”

This can also be regarded as an exercise. Although no real battle occurred, it can also test problems that would not occur in normal training, which is also a good thing.

 …

"Really?" Xu Chuan looked at the information on the tactical terminal. A strong electromagnetic signal appeared over Wodan, and the communication there was immediately interrupted. It should be that NATO's electronic warfare aircraft carried out electromagnetic suppression on the entire area.

"Isn't this too exaggerated?" Xu Chuan knew that there was only one company of government troops guarding that place. "Are you planning to use B2 to blow them up into the sky?"

 Smith frowned, "Maybe it's because the action was too hasty last time, so be more careful this time?" He didn't believe this reason himself.

"You don't have to guess." NIKI turned on the TV, and a European TV station was broadcasting news. Planes on the tarmac in the night, soldiers in full gear walking towards the transport plane with determined steps, and with the exciting background music, I wiped , the sense of déjà vu in a Hollywood blockbuster.

“Fuck, these liars.” Albert raised his **** towards the TV. Everyone could see that this was a show, a show for the people and high-level government officials.

 (End of this chapter)