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Zhao Chuan got in the car.

Han Liang and Xue Hui had no choice but to get in the car.

The two military off-road vehicles turned around and accelerated away.

"This old Zhao...sigh..."

Ding Hang was speechless. In fact, Chen Hao was so young, so he was also muttering along the way.

Chen Hao said indifferently: "Director Ding, please tell Commander Liu that I need all Tianjian personnel to dispatch to carry out an encirclement and suppression at the border with live ammunition."

"Who to encircle and suppress?"

Ding Hang looked at Chen Hao in surprise.

"I."

Chen Hao's answer stunned Ding Hang.

"This……"

Ding Hang came back to his senses, frowned and hesitated. The young man in front of him wanted to challenge the best special forces in the army by himself. It was crazy.

"You just need to convey my thoughts to Commander Liu."

Chen Hao stared at Ding Hang with cold eyes, his aura was intimidating.

Ding Hang nodded subconsciously and said yes, but he immediately realized that this young man's aura was so evil that it actually made him, a dignified one-star general of the field force, a little uneasy.

He took out his cell phone, his heart skipped a beat, and he started dialing to contact the theater commander.

This young man is an "expert" invited by the commander of the theater. This matter can only be left to the commander of the theater to handle it.

"Commander, I have a little situation here, it's like this..."

Ding Hang contacted Commander Liu of the theater and walked aside to report the situation.

Chen Hao no longer looked at Ding Hang, put his hands in his trouser pockets, and waited for the result. People in Tianjian must understand what it means to be strong, be in awe, and not be blindly arrogant.

Being blindly arrogant can make fatal mistakes at critical moments.

"Yes, I understand!"

Ding Hang, who had been talking to Commander Liu for less than a minute, stood at attention solemnly, then hung up the phone, returned to Chen Hao, and said: "The commander said that the Tianjian Commando Team is a brigade-level organization and mobilized the entire Tianjian. There was too much movement. Moreover, under non-war conditions, the transfer of all personnel of a brigade-level combat unit must be reported to the military headquarters and approved."

Chen Hao said nothing, waiting for Ding Hang to finish speaking.

Ding Hang, who had deliberately given up the fight, saw Chen Hao looking at him without saying a word. He felt that he was asking for trouble, and said with an awkward smile: "Mobilizing a brigade is a bit troublesome, but sending a brigade to encircle and suppress you is no problem. I guess Commander Liu will Arrangements are already being made, and the encirclement and suppression you want can begin in an hour."

"A special operations team?"

Chen Hao frowned, there were two hundred to three hundred people in the special operations brigade.

These few people are not enough for him to warm up.

Ding Hang said: "Tianjian is the first special operations brigade in the entire army. Every officer and soldier has been screened at all levels. What's more, the one who is encircling and suppressing you...is Tianjian's A Brigade, commonly known as Old A. Those who joined Old A Man can be called the king of soldiers among kings of soldiers."

"Then I'll just play with them." Chen Hao responded to Ding Hang tepidly. There was no emotion in his words. For him, there was not much difference between being the King of Soldiers or the King of Soldiers among the King of Soldiers.

But Ding Hang felt that Chen Hao was ignoring "Old A".

Arrogant and ignorant, wait to suffer losses!

Ding Hang slandered.

About half an hour later, a helicopter sent Chen Hao to the border. At the same time, 260 people from "Old A" also rushed to border area No. 3.

The vast deep mountains and old forests on the southwest border are divided into 21 combat areas by the Southwest War Zone. Area 3 is the encirclement and suppression area designated by the headquarters.

Tianjian base.

Underground command center.

A group of officers gathered around the sand table.

Zhao Chuan stared at the No. 3 area marked on the third plate with a cold face. On the way back to the base, the headquarters suddenly informed him that extremely dangerous terrorists had infiltrated from the No. 3 area.

Must be eradicated.

The order from the headquarters, and the headquarters also asked all "Old A" to attack.

What kind of terrorist makes the theater headquarters feel like it is facing a formidable enemy?

Zhao Chuan frowned and thought.

All members of "Old A" need to be dispatched. This group of terrorists must be quite large in number and must be well-equipped. The combat quality of individual soldiers is probably not weaker than that of special forces. There may be a few masters.

Zhao Chuan thought about it and sneered. No matter how dangerous the terrorists are, they are just a bunch of rabble and will only be crushed into scum by Old A.

"Hopefully this time it won't be about anti-aircraft guns hitting mosquitoes."

Han Liang, who was standing aside, said with a smile and did not take his opponent seriously this time.

"Old Zhao, do you mind if I come and observe?"

Ding Hang smiled and walked into the Sharp Blade underground command center.

Zhao Chuan turned around and looked at Ding Hang, who was walking over, and said with a serious face: "Old Ding, if you come to be a lobbyist and try to persuade me to accept that hairy boy, I won't welcome you. You should leave immediately."

"With your temper, how could I ask for trouble? I've already sent you away."

Ding Hang didn't tell the truth.

"Then I welcome you, the director of the Southwest Theater Special Warfare Center, to come and inspect." Zhao Chuan said with a smile on his face. After all, Ding Hang is his old comrade and boss, and he can't keep showing off.

Ding Hang and Zhao Chuan stood side by side, looking at the sand table.

"No. 1, Team A has arrived at the designated area." Someone reported to Zhao Chuan that Zhao Chuan was No. 1 at Sharp Blade.

"The encirclement and suppression begins!"

Zhao Chuan ordered.

Any small team of the Red Sword Commando that enters the deep mountains and old forests will be like a group of bloodthirsty tigers that can tear apart scattered enemies in an instant. Even if the enemy is a legendary martial arts expert, they will not be able to hold it back.

The six teams continued to approach the border, and calls between the teams were transmitted back to the command center in real time.

"Team A is safe and no prey has been found."

"Team B is safe, no prey found."

"Team C is safe and no prey has been found."

Just as each team reported the progress of the operation to the command center, the red dot representing Team E disappeared from the computer monitor screen faced by a correspondent.

"Team E...have you turned off the satellite positioning equipment?"

"Team E, please answer when you hear that..."

"Team E..."

No matter how the correspondent called Team E, there was always no answer.

Zhao Chuan's face turned ugly, but this was just the beginning. In just one hour, the other five teams also lost contact one after another.

In the command center, everyone was dumbfounded.

Group A, six squads, more than a hundred special operations elites armed to the teeth, lost contact within ten minutes, an unprecedented situation.

The strangest thing was that there was no gunshot, no shouting, and no cry for help. Even two to three hundred pigs could not be wiped out so quietly.

"This is impossible……"

Ding Hang murmured silently.

Zhao Chuan, who was ashen-faced, didn't bother to wonder why his old comrade said that. He ordered the armed helicopter to support him, and then walked out quickly. He wanted to see what was going on.

Ding Hang, Han Liang, and Xue Hui reacted and quickly caught up with Zhao Chuan.