The bodyguard driving looked nervous and immediately turned around and reminded Craig Martin.

A soldier came over and looked inside through the window.

"Brother, I'm from your side."

The bodyguard in the co-pilot was close to the other party, then took out a few pieces of cash from his pocket and took it in his hand for the other party to take a secret look.

"Get out, get off immediately!"

The soldier shouted, and then the others pointed their guns at the car.

"Hey, brother, we are all from the Dinka tribe."

The bodyguard immediately explained when he saw that the situation was not good, but the other party didn't listen to him at all. Several soldiers came up without saying a word and pulled the car door out.

"I am American, I am American..."

Craig Martin shouted in fear, and at this moment he almost pissed his pants, and there was a little Wall Street elite there.

Then someone threw the butt on his head without saying anything and fainted.

When he woke up again, he did not have the big man in his imagination, but a grassland that could not be seen at all.

Not only that, his body was stripped of nothing, not only his clothes, but also his shoes.

“WTF!”

At this time, Juba didn't notice the disappearance of an American. When he saw Craig Martin again, this guy was almost a savage.

...

Mikhail Kokgurnichanu's 57th Air Force Base in Romania, located in Constanta on the west coast of the Black Sea.

The SEAL Team B team, which had just been hunting down President Wu Kelan, and the two men and one woman from the CIA are resting here.

Jason Hayes sat on a beach chair in the hangar with a scratch on his face that had not healed.

On the chair beside him was his team members, who looked equally miserable. Although they were not serious and fatal injuries, everyone was wrapped in gauze and bandages.

When recalling the previous battle, even though they had experienced many battles, everyone was still worried.

The combat effectiveness of the Big Mao Alpha Special Forces is indeed not comparable to that of those little Karami. The combat skills and will are far superior to their previous opponents.

The two sides had been entangled for three days and killed one after another.

It’s just that the police force suffered heavy casualties, but then again, if it weren’t for them, it wouldn’t be certain whether Jason Hayes and others could come back with all their heads.

Although Viktovic was not retained, the superiors did not define their mission as failure.

The actions in Kifu Square are enough to achieve their goals, and even if Viktovic seizes them, they are just icing on the cake.

Moreover, his escape was excellent and ignited the mood of the dirty blue man, which was obviously a defection act.

No matter how much Russia cleans the floor, it makes no sense.

Anyway, from the moment Viktorvic arrived in Moscow, his regular life was frozen, unless one day the Russian army could occupy Kiv.

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Deputy Grenade. Perry's left hand was hanging on his chest, but he was the least injured, just a dislocated elbow joint.

The soldiers around him came and went and looked respectful and envious to them.

"Jason, should we take a leave?"

After this high-intensity task, they usually arrange a period of rest.

Jason Hayes held a dog-knitting ball in his hand, pinched it twice and threw it into the distance. The hellhound next to him immediately chased after him.

Well, it may be the only one for the team members who were not injured this time.

"It should be..."

Before he could finish his words, Mandy Ellis and Sean Pierce walked into the hangar together.

William Cooper, who did not come, was lying in the ward. The unlucky guy was sent to the air by an 82mm mortar shell that exploded five meters away. He had at least a dozen shrapnel on his body. If he didn't die, he would be considered his fate.

"Sorry, gentlemen, we may have work to do."

Mandy looked embarrassed, and she also knew that it was inhumane to take the B team, who had injured all the members, to take the task at this time.

Of course, everyone from Team B complained.

"Stop complaining, we are going to Nansudan right away."

The voice of Team B commander Eric Blackburn came from outside the hangar.

Several people from Team B immediately put away their complaining.

"There was a serious anti-American incident in Nansudan. For at least a few thousand people outside the Grand Historical Museum, these people may rush in and tear the people inside to pieces at any time."

The sturdy machine gunner Sonny Quinn spread his hands, "So, what did we do?"

Mandy Ellis turned his head, "Well, they said we helped the president commit fraud in the previous elections."

"Then have we done it?"

This question made Mandy a little embarrassed, so of course they did it.

Jason immediately changed the subject, "You mean we are going to evacuate the people from the Grand History Museum?"

"Then why not let the Marines go there and send a team of hundreds of expeditionary forces."

Lei Perry asked, when it comes to the Grand Historical Museum, it belongs to the business scope of the fourth class.

"Because Nansudan official has rejected this option, they feel that doing so will make people feel that the situation is out of control."

Now that things have come, since Blackburn has come, the B team members must have no choice.
Chapter completed!