Chapter 2, Infiltrating Behind Enemy Lines
Two years ago, the National Salvation Army was not well-known among the anti-government forces in Congo. Like most anti-government groups, they primarily played a role of mere flag-waving due to a lack of funding, weapons, and personnel. Whenever a terrorist attack occurred, they would frantically issue statements claiming responsibility.
When Kate, the head of the CIA's intelligence organization in Congo, learned that Rafis had sent people to attack the Chinese peacekeeping forces' camp, she urgently dispatched personnel to intervene. However, it was already too late. After watching the news, Kate, who had previously engaged in intelligence collection and organization in the Far East, even wished that the target of the attack had been an American camp instead.
O merciful God! I hope the Chinese will exercise the same restraint as before! Kate's wishful thinking is destined to shatter; at this moment, Song Yuanhang is like a vengeful arrow, with no retreat once the bowstring is drawn.
Looking at the bulging 120-liter military backpack on the ground, Song Yuanhang swallowed hard; this was supposed to be the standard load shared by a sniper and two spotters.
Wang Huaimin, after pacing excitedly in the room a few times, took a deep breath and said to Feng Bin: "Deploy the four helicopters assigned to us to the camp and put them on standby, while also ordering the combat teams to enter a state of readiness, prepared for action at any moment"
Grandfather participated in World War II and fought against the Japanese on Iwo Jima. He joined the military under his grandfather's encouragement, just as his grandfather said, "He is a fine young man." Although William S. Carter underwent rigorous training in the special forces, he always believed that the world is a beautiful place, and that his commitment to a just cause would earn him the respect of the local people
The island gently exhaled onto the lens and said in a very respectful tone: "For many years, our Yamato people have been seeking a space for survival. The revival of the imperial cause is our purpose and pursuit for existence, while personal enjoyment is merely optional."
Song Yuanhang first opened the door a crack, using a small mirror in the room to check both sides. After confirming it was safe, he quickly stepped out, lowering the brim of his hat as he headed straight for the armory. Normally, the armory would be guarded by at least one officer and two non-commissioned officers, but due to today's special circumstances, only one second-phase non-commissioned officer remained on duty.
How can such a large parking lot have only one guard? William Carter, feeling utterly despondent, kicked a stone on the ground and trudged toward the camp.
The inexperienced guard, upon discovering that the person was missing, did not report it as his first reaction; instead, he charged in with his gun drawn! Song Yuanhang gently pushed him aside, threw the unconscious guard onto the bed and covered him with a blanket, then kicked the Type 95 assault rifle under the bed.
A complete set of infrared thermal camouflage clothing, GPS locator, Type 02 short assault rifle, Type 02 9mm combat pistol, Type 85 sniper rifle, high-energy rations specifically for snipers, three directional landmines, over 20 Type 86 steel ball grenades, along with nearly a thousand rounds of various ammunition
Today, Carter finally encountered a villain; that despicable fellow not only knocked him unconscious but also stole a Hummer filled with G-type explosives
Captain! The officer had barely opened his mouth when he was knocked unconscious to the ground by Song Yuanhang
Song Yuanhang, standing sideways behind the door, knocked a few times, but unfortunately, the guard did not respond to him. Song Yuanhang had no choice but to casually use an ashtray to shatter the glass of the ventilation opening in the back wall. He then leaped and supported his body with his arms in the dead angle of the door's line of sight.
Regarding the accuracy issues of the Type 85 sniper rifle, I would like to share my perspective. I have previously used both the Type 79 and the improved Type 85 7.62mm caliber sniper rifles. The accuracy of this rifle, modeled after the Soviet SVD sniper rifle, has been a topic of discussion and concern among many. The accuracy of the SVD used by the Soviet army is exceptionally high, allowing it to compete with renowned firearms from manufacturers like HK during the Chechen conflict. This is primarily because the Soviet army utilized specialized high-precision sniper ammunition, whereas our military lacked such ammunition types. At that time, our training guidelines were relatively conservative and outdated, resulting in sniper rifle training being limited to only four practice levels, with many subjects lacking the necessary conditions for practical exercises. The nearly ten-thousand-yuan night vision scope, due to its exorbitant cost, remained locked in storage for years, with no one trained to operate it. These various factors combined have led to a perception that the performance of the Type 85 sniper rifle is subpar, which is indeed unfair. When firing at targets within 400 meters, the 7.62mm caliber exhibits accuracy comparable to that of smaller calibers, while its lethality far exceeds that of smaller calibers. This is also a primary reason why the U.S. ground forces continue to equip a large number of M21 semi-automatic sniper rifles.
The leader of the National Salvation Army, Lafes, was merely a failed businessman who had gone bankrupt. In his middle age, like most Congolese men, he was lazy and overweight, with a balding head. However, this organization, which was on the verge of disintegration, unexpectedly caught the attention of the overseas branch of the Central Intelligence Agency (CIA) of the United States. After undergoing retraining and reorganization, and with support in terms of funding, weapons, intelligence, and technology, Lafes began to ambitiously plan a major operation to build momentum, aiming to eventually overthrow the current government. Even if he did not have the opportunity to form a cabinet, he believed that at the very least, he would have a place in the new government.
After simply organizing the equipment and ammunition, Song Yuanhang filled a 120-liter portable backpack with G-type explosives, setting numerous deceptive mines and traps along the way. This was not a retreat route left by Song Yuanhang, but rather a strategy to engage with the opposing forces, as he had long made up his mind to face death and had no intention of leaving alive.
After firing a magazine, the bodies of ten anti-government soldiers lay sprawled in various positions by the roadside, and in Song Yuanhang's scope, there were no longer any signs of the anti-government soldiers.
The camp of Rafes is established in an unnamed small town that cannot even be found on military maps; rather than a town, it is more accurately described as a small settlement with only a few dozen households.
Just as Song Yuanhang successfully jumped into one of the spare jeeps in the parking lot and was about to start the engine, a large hand covered the keyhole.
Song Yuanhang ultimately did not get a glance at Hu Na, no matter how he pleaded, the guard at the door resolutely fulfilled his duty, standing silently outside.
Upon returning to the office, Wang Huaimin glanced at Feng Bin and asked, "Is everything arranged with the library?"
Upon his arrival in Iraq, William Carter participated in his first patrol, where the Humvee he was riding in was welcomed by three enthusiastic RPG rockets. Miraculously, he only sustained a mild concussion and was subsequently assigned to the peacekeeping forces. As a result, his comrades affectionately referred to him as "Foolish Carter"
Gazing at the chaotic camp, a bold and reckless plan took shape in Song Yuanhang's mind after he pried open the disposable handcuffs with a multifunctional tactical knife
Deputy Captain?" Song Yuanhang raised his head slightly in panic. Feng Bin looked at Song Yuanhang meaningfully and said, "You are the most promising young officer in our team. Is there really no second option?"
Bang! With the sound of a gunshot, the head of the rebel soldier who intended to capture Song Yuanhang shattered like a watermelon struck by a stick. A piece of skull flew up and landed on the face of a nearby soldier, startling him as he was about to take cover. He hesitated slightly, and immediately a burst of blood mist erupted from his chest
This exhilarating slaughter filled Song Yuanhang with immense excitement; consumed by a relentless desire for revenge against Hu Na, he had fallen into a state of madness that would not cease until death.
The island, which was burning in the fire, suddenly felt a chill in its nose. Fresh blood. The island, covering its nose with one hand, was momentarily stunned; this was certainly not a good omen
"Good car?" Song Yuanhang suddenly understood, nodded, and said, "Thank you, Deputy Captain!"
The kindness and generosity of the Chinese people were perceived by Lafey as a sign of weakness, which led to a significant incident where a Chinese peacekeeping camp was attacked
The island is not exactly a puritan; rather, the armed support plan for Congo is a crucial component of the empire's third resurgence, where the development of controlled armed forces is one of the most important aspects of the economic colonization plan in Africa. This leaves him with no room for complacency, especially since he has little interest in the oily-skinned black women.
Sigh! Feng Bin let out a long sigh and said, "Even if we have to go, we need to get a good vehicle; our car is not suitable for the desert and Gobi! A good vehicle won't expose our identity either." After saying this, Feng Bin turned his gaze towards the other side of the valley.
Feng Bin grabbed Song Yuan's arm and whispered, "Channel 5891 is open for you 24 hours a day; if it doesn't work, don't force it."
Kojima Kazuo removed his gold-rimmed glasses and cast a sidelong glance at the corpulent Lafes sitting opposite him. Although Kojima internally despised this crude and lowly behavior of the black man, he maintained a flawless facade on the surface
Apart from a semi-company deployed on the periphery, the main force of the National Salvation Army is stationed in the nameless town, consisting of three full infantry companies along with a newly formed mortar battalion. This nearly thousand-strong contingent gives Rafes an immense sense of comfort
Glancing at the pure white clouds on the horizon, Song Yuanhang murmured, "Hu Na, wait for me!" He then turned and headed straight for the parking lot
Rafis was thinking about the dance that would only arrive at the camp in the evening. For a moment, the atmosphere in the room became quite strange. The old-fashioned fan hanging from the ceiling made a loud noise but did not bring any coolness; instead, it stirred up waves of heat.
The communication device has been destroyed, and all the engine ignitions of the vehicles have been dismantled? That damned bastard! What does he need so many engine ignitions for? That beast! Scoundrel! William Carter swore at that damned guy with every word he could think of; now he has to walk over ten miles to report this important situation
Rafes looked down upon the ascetic lifestyle of the small island, yet it would be exceedingly irrational to offend the spokesperson of a new benefactor over trivial personal habits. Such a low-level mistake is one that Rafes would naturally avoid.
Although his American master has recently shown increasing dissatisfaction towards him, these La Feis have largely disregarded it, as his new benefactor is far more generous than the old one
However, for the celebration banquet held tonight, the island is still filled with anticipation, as the medical team dispatched from the mainland will also arrive in the evening, and the chief military doctor, Major Hirakawa Yoko, whom he has been longing for and thinking about day and night, is precisely on the list.
After driving through two checkpoints of the anti-government forces, Song Yuanhang's Hummer was finally hit in the rear tire by an RPG. After a violent roll, he crawled out of the deformed and inaccessible driver's cabin, took a glance at the G-type explosives scattered on the ground, and quickly grabbed the sniper rifle beside him. He swiftly targeted an anti-government soldier who was approaching within a few meters, aligning him within the crosshairs of the scope.
Feng Bin picked up the cup and took a few hearty sips, wiping his mouth and saying: "You have indeed released this vengeful lone wolf; now he is like a kite, within the control zone of the anti-government forces, and an unexpected incident could occur at any moment"
Watching the figure of Song Yuanhang fade into the distance, Feng Bin turned and returned to the command post of the camp. Ten minutes later, the unconscious guard and officer were informed that they had just undergone a live-fire exercise with the special forces. Both were subsequently sent to the peacekeeping headquarters hospital, located several hundred kilometers away from the camp, for medical examination.
The warm afternoon sunlight induces a deep sense of drowsiness. Private First Class William S. Carter, assigned to the mobile unit of the 16th Airlift Squadron of the U.S. Army, is on duty at the vehicle yard today. Until the age of 19, he lived on his grandfather's farm, and the only bad person he had ever encountered was Calvin from the local high school. In his memory, the sky was always so blue, and people always wore smiles.
The cigar smoke wafting through the air caused a slight cough from the man sitting opposite Lafes, known as Xiaodao. Noticing Xiaodao's discomfort with the cigar, Lafes was quite pleased and raised his thick cigar, saying: "Mr. Xiaodao, thank you for providing the military instructors; they have brought us hope for victory. However, here, cigars and women are gifts from God to men! You must learn to enjoy them"
Wang Huaimin gazed at a painting titled "Man Jiang Hong" hanging in his office, and his emotions surged: "External humiliation requires someone to resist! Defending against external humiliation is the duty of a soldier. When did we become inferior to our ancient predecessors? The camp of the Chinese peacekeeping troops is equivalent to Chinese territory. If he bombs your camp today and you do not respond, tomorrow he will dare to defecate on your head. Although we have always advocated resolving issues through peaceful means, this does not mean we fear war. If we do not fight, that is one thing; but if we do fight, we must fight until it hurts him, until he fears us!"
Song Yuanhang bit his lower lip tightly and gently shook his head: "If I do not take action on this matter, I will never find peace in my life"