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At the same time, the Balkan Peninsula, which has been engulfed in war for the past half month, has also entered the early morning hours.

For the mid-to-high latitudes of the Northern Hemisphere, the effective sunshine duration reaches 4 hours in mid-to-late April.

So at this time, although the sun cannot be seen rising yet.

But the sky was already dark.

In the soft morning fog, a Wazi 469 off-road vehicle with a civilian license plate flashed dim fog lights and sped past on the empty street.

In the co-pilot's seat, Captain Nikolay Barsak was holding a city map in his hand, and was not very skillfully directing a sergeant major next to him who was about to rub sparks out of the steering wheel:

He lifted the document and placed it next to Barsak's face, apparently comparing the photo with the person.

"If the opponent has to rest for such a long time if they focus on one action, then we won't fight so hard..."

It really looks like a flying wing bomber...

A private sitting in the back seat leaned over and asked.

"It's already dawn, and you're standing guard here without any cover. Aren't you afraid of being attacked by airstrikes?"

Barsac didn't know whether he was persuading his subordinates or himself.

After hearing this, Barsak subconsciously looked outside and found that the pile of ruins that were originally used as a cover had now become more and more broken, and there were still green smoke rising in the middle. It had obviously been burned for a long time. , it just went out.

Therefore, he entrusted the command of the troops to his deputy company commander, and then took three of his subordinates to find an inconspicuous jeep with a civilian license plate and prepared to take a look at the location he had noted down at night.

Because after the previous wave of crazy and intensive bombing ended, nothing happened in the past few hours.

For example——

Barsac, who had just gotten through the cordon, was embarrassed to say that he had fallen asleep, so he had to change the subject:

Sure enough, the other party looked around warily:

After a few seconds, the lieutenant looked up again, his eyes full of shock.

It wasn't until I woke up after sleeping for a few hours that the explosions and disturbances gradually disappeared, and the surroundings gradually returned to tranquility.

"Comrade Captain, please show me your ID!"

"Look, Captain, that's the position we took up last night. It seems to have been bombed..."

The lieutenant wearing a military police uniform stretched out his hand to stop the four people who had just got out of the car.

"Look, it's their troops who shot down this B2 last night!"

Not only was there a cordon, there was even about a platoon of sentries standing guard with guns.

The lieutenant gave way without thinking:

He didn't know how the other party got here, but it looked like revenge.

Ten minutes later, the jeep parked next to the wreckage that had been surrounded by police cordon.

The lieutenant looked up.

But that's all I can do to comfort myself at the moment.

"The air strikes have been suspended because..."

As Lieutenant Colonel Danny's confidant and white glove, the captain naturally fully understands the operating logic of this set of things, but understanding is understanding. Logically speaking, it is almost a millennium and we are still using large-caliber anti-aircraft guns for air defense. No matter how abstract you look at it, Even when he was directing his four cannons to fire, he felt that it was a bit too childish.

But since he used what he brought back, it must be another stealth aircraft.

But it was almost dawn at this time, and the Lieutenant Colonel's previous order was for them not to go out during the day as much as possible.

The nearly 20-year-old Jeep was swaying and looking like it might fall apart at any time.

"What should I know?"

The sharp-eyed private had been staring out the window, and suddenly he noticed that the place a few streets away seemed to be full of people, and it didn't look like there was a war at all.

He raised his hand and saluted Barsak:

"Captain, we are the only car on this road. We won't be targeted by planes..."

As a result, that round of artillery fire was like poking a hornet's nest. He had just led his men to find the underground bunker for concealment. He didn't even have time to take a sip of the hot water when he heard the explosions one after another around him. The radio and walkie-talkies were also gone. reaction, apparently experiencing strong electromagnetic interference.

"What happened? I am Nikolai Barsak, commander of the 250st Company of the 3rd Battalion of the 1th Air Defense Brigade. The photo was taken by me two years ago. I was still very thin at that time..."

"Comrade Captain!"

Although it was completely broken into pieces, after what the other party just said...

That is to say, it is still in the "night" control period, and the surrounding power plants and substation facilities have long been destroyed by bombs, so there are neither traffic lights nor traffic police on the street, otherwise there is a high probability that such a rampage will be stopped.

So Barsak struggled for a while.

like……

"The one in front of you... is wrong. Go right at the next intersection, and then immediately go left..."

Barsak shook his head decisively:

He also knew that his request was a bit too much, but once the idea came to his mind, he couldn't get rid of it.

In principle, if it’s not possible, then it’s possible.

……

The captain was very courageous, otherwise he would not have taken on such a task with Wu Yifan before. However, bravery does not mean being reckless. Under the circumstances, he followed the lieutenant colonel's request and hid in an underground bunker to rest.

"I don't know, but something is very wrong this morning. Logically speaking, at this time of day, bombs should have fallen."

The military police lieutenant's breathing became obviously heavier, and he seemed to be a little excited.

"Also...can you take away some parts of the wreckage as a souvenir?"

On the one hand, I really wanted to know what I had shot down. After all, judging from the size of the fireball and the gorgeous show effects, it didn't feel like a mortal thing.

As a result, they had just covered the camouflage net, and before they had time to evacuate the fighting position, they saw a huge fireball igniting in the mid-air in the distance, and then slowly falling.

The driver, who was looking at the road ahead with concentration, nodded in agreement:

Barsak took out his ID from his inner pocket and handed it to the other party. At the same time, he asked a little confusedly:

Of course the captain knew that they did not exchange a few anti-aircraft guns for one plane, but lost most of the city to exchange for a few planes.

If it weren't for the large black pile of plane wreckage in the distance, Barsak would have thought he was back before the start of the Allied operation.

"Of course, many people have already come to see it anyway."

"You do not know?"

A second lieutenant on the other side of the back seat also held the same rifle in his hand, but it was not loaded. He obviously knew that in the current situation, this thing was similar to a fire stick.

Barsac took the military ID card and was about to put it back in his pocket, but he got stuck in the middle of the action:

"Wait...what did you say we shot down?"

"It's not like NATO is so big and can't even afford some ammunition and fuel, right?"

"Can we...can we go in and have a look?"