Chapter 44: Iron-Blooded Battle Chess (Part 2)

But there was only one person, who, in just fifteen minutes, stabbed nearly seventy living people with a single combat sword. He could still shout, scream, and cry and beg for mercy. This Chinese soldier who attacked him must have been a bit too hard-hearted!

These terrorists, who had never taken the Geneva Convention seriously, were the first to encounter professional soldiers who also disregarded the Geneva Convention, killed without blinking, were even more bloodthirsty, and acted with terror and demeanor!

Amirali said in a deep voice, "No matter what, he must die!" ”

Everyone's eyes fell on Amirali.

Amirali pointed to the corpses on the ground and said fluently in Russian, "Even if it's to comfort the brothers who died tragically by his blade, we absolutely cannot let him leave Russia alive, and we must not let him carry that battle flag stained with the blood of his brothers back to China!" If he really manages to bring back that battle flag stained red with blood on the battlefield back to China, whether it's our 'assassin organization,' your Chechen government, or the brothers of the Afghan guerrillas, none of them will ever think about raising their heads again on the world stage! Because on the soil of our Chechen brothers, we joined forces, but could only watch helplessly as two Chinese soldiers slaughtered our brothers and then swaggered away. Our reputation would be utterly disgraced! In the future, when other organizations or countries in the world mention us, they will disdain and say we're just a bunch of idiots who can't even handle two Chinese people! ”

The breathing around them suddenly grew heavy.

"Moreover, killing these two Chinese soldiers has two other meanings for us."

Amirali, a highly intelligent terrorist with dual master's degrees, raised his fingers and said, "First, our 'Assassin Organization' and Afghan brothers are ambushing Chinese troops at the Ice Board." Although our entire army was wiped out, and the Chinese government took the toughest stance to strike a threat to the enemy, that doesn't matter. For an organization to confront a military power, even if the entire army is wiped out, it's not surprising, and no one would be amazed by this. But on our own turf, with support from the air force, artillery, and other units, they were still wiped out by our entire unit—what kind of concept is that?! ”

"In the field of war, if a unit suffers more than 70% casualties, it is considered disbanded. But I want to remind everyone: being scattered and being completely annihilated are two completely different effects in the political arena!" Amirali looked around the room, his tone grim as he said, "Once this news gets out, it will tear open an irreparable gap in the myth of the Chinese Army's invincibility!" Setting aside their still immature air force, and abandoning their navy that can't be used for civil war, when the aura of their army is stripped away by us, they will become a hen with all its feathers plucked! ”

The entire venue fell silent; everyone's gaze toward Amirali already held a faint sense of awe.

"Second, catching up with those two Chinese soldiers inside Russia and publicly executing them would not only strike at the Chinese army, but also directly guide the global media to speculate about why Chinese special forces soldiers appeared in Russia. At the right time, we can also raise topics such as 'China's military threat theory,' 'China has already begun interfering in territorial civil wars,' and 'China and Russia may have signed secret military treaties, threatening the global security landscape again,' cooperating with our brothers active in Europe and the US to jointly pressure the Chinese and Russian governments to achieve our political goals. ”

Amira looked at the Chechen anti-government guerrilla forces, the highest military commander in the region, and said calmly, "I know you still have some trump cards you haven't put out. For the common interests of our three partners and our common enemy, I hope this time you can honestly bring out some of those hidden strengths underground." ”

Facing the angry gaze of the spokesperson for the Afghan guerrillas, the highest military commander of the Chechen anti-government forces waved his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead and said, "Yes, that's certain, it's only right!" ”

The next day, a civilian helicopter armed with heavy machine guns and individual rocket launchers forcibly took off from a remote mountain base controlled by Chechen rebel forces, ignoring the risk of exposing its target and being attacked by the Russian Air Force.

The third leader of the "Assassin Organization," Amirali, personally oversaw the helicopter. Inside this large civilian helicopter, a full squad of religious fanatics had received military training in the Afghan terror base camp.

In addition, aboard the large armed helicopter with them was John Mitchell, a renowned British host who had long applied to Chechen rebel forces to interview them and do a live broadcast, along with his ace cameraman.

John Mitchell is respectfully called the "Battlefield Golden Retriever" by industry peers. His greatest hobby is leading a veteran photographer who can broadcast live reports live to nearly 500 million viewers worldwide via satellite channels, rushing back and forth on the front lines of the battlefield. By uncovering hidden insider information and news that ordinary people cannot access, they continuously enhance their reputation and influence within the industry.

This man with golden hair is energetic and ambitious, possessing a dog's keen sense of smell and persistent spirit. More than once, he was at the front lines of battlefields filled with stray bullets, delivering the most brilliant commentary and speeches to the audience. The interview car he rode in was hit by bullets seventeen times, and one rocket even pierced his jeep, shattering another glass panel through the cabin. Even the helicopter he was riding in was shot down over a battlefield. This audacious journalist hurriedly jumped onto the battlefield with only a parachute bag. After struggling for two weeks, she was able to return to the camera.

Some of his die-hard viewers even swore to the heavens, eagerly watching John Mitchell's war news program because of ...... They wanted to see when this brazen, ridiculously handsome battlefield golden retriever with a magnetic voice capable of captivating any woman would actually be smashed in the head by a stray bullet!

His gaze swept over the nine fully armed and murderous members of the "Assassin Organization" who had boarded the helicopter, and John Mitchell focused all his attention on Amirari. After the Battle of Ice Valley, the "Assassin Organization," a terrorist organization that had previously been insignificant and only able to make small moves, finally surfaced. Amirali, who raised his own funds and carefully planned this ambush, naturally became a rising star in the horror world thanks to his audacity.

In this cramped space filled with fierce, fully armed religious fanatics, he was the most striking and dazzling! Perhaps to cover up his identity, Amirali shaved off his signature big beard and removed the round hat he had worn almost his entire life. But his deeply sunken eye sockets, prominent cheekbones, and his slightly bluish eyes—like those of a jaguar—radiated with absolute danger and cruelty—still confirmed his identity and race.

He just sat there quietly, but John Mitchell could tell at a glance that an almost uncontrollable irritability was gathering inside this man's body. If he fully erupted, it would be a terrifying storm-like shockwave. But he could still sit quietly, slightly raising his head, as if lost in thought. When he shifted all his focus to reflection, this man, whose entire aura of coldness and cruelty radiated contradictory wisdom and depth, was also remarkably remarkable.

In Amirali, John Mitchemi once again confirmed his point: no matter who you are, anyone who stands out as a leader in their industry must have something extraordinary.

He was able to use his personal charisma to forcibly unite dozens of groups of various sizes, a scattered "assassin organization," and spend half a year planning a world-shocking, precise military operation. Although the plan was ultimately thwarted by the addition of China's Fifth Special Forces, he devised such a large, complex, and interconnected plan, sending nearly two thousand ambush troops into China and providing them with sufficient weapons. This was enough to showcase Amirali's near-genius strategic planning skills to the world.

The camera lens was aimed at Amirali, the third leader of the "assassin organization," who knew that his photos and all his files had long been meticulously displayed on the desk of the National Security Bureau. As a terrorist elite who cooperated with Chechen anti-government forces in guerrilla warfare within Russia, he simply didn't bother to disguise himself, instead flashing a politician's political-style smile directly into the satellite channel camera.

"You are already surrounded by fully armed followers, and even in the midst of a possible Russian Air Force attack, you deployed an armed helicopter. Could you tell the viewers in front of your TV your military objective this time?"

Amirali first declared: "Those around me are not my followers; they are all my comrades. We are all Allah, all followers of justice." We have gathered here solely to build an ideal kingdom of our own through holy war. ”

In response to John Mitchell's question, Amirali answered very skillfully, "I just want everyone to see how our 'assassin organization' completely wiped out a Chinese unit. I also want to show you the true face of China's boastful army hidden beneath lies." ”

A religious fanatic raised his military knife and shouted loudly, "I will cut the throats of those two Chinese soldiers bit by bit in front of the camera, just like cutting a chick!" I want everyone to see clearly how Chinese soldiers, like little hens, constantly struggle on the ground, smearing their blood all over the earth, using their blood to wash away their sins! ”

The helicopter took off, and the photographer beside John Mitchell quietly asked, "Are you really planning to broadcast footage of Chinese soldiers being brutally killed live?" ”

John Mitchell nodded vigorously, "Mm!" ”

"When filming scenes that are too bloody, do I need to do some technical masking?!"

"Of course not. This is exactly the effect we pursue, this kind of authenticity!" John Mitchell said, "But those kids' parents always get bored and make endless complaint calls. When those idle government officials who always do nothing and like to talk about democracy step in and interfere, it's a big problem for us too." Here's what happens: if there are too bloody scenes, you can do close-ups of Chinese soldiers' faces, capturing their despair, helplessness, and struggle in the face of death. Then pat the bloodstains they leave on the ground to satisfy those of us viewers who have a special fondness for blood! ”

Seeing his crotch still looking worried, John Mitchell patted the photographer on the shoulder and said, "Don't you think that the myth in war history has been shattered, making it a very valuable, even far-reaching news event?" Once we truly become witnesses to this historic moment, our net worth will multiply even further. When I get promoted and you get a raise, both of us can save twenty years from fighting on this battlefield! ”

The photographer was silent for a long time, then nodded firmly.

Amirali, sitting not far away, clearly couldn't hear their conversation, yet suddenly let out a faint smile.

Amid whispering among the so-called "Battlefield Golden Retriever" top reporter and his photographer, the armed helicopter skimmed past the dense forests of the mountains, the powerful wind blowing through the leaves below, making a rustling sound. Beneath their feet, in the endless mountains, a pursuit squad composed of 240 experienced professional soldiers, terrorists, and Afghan guerrillas is fanning forward. Meanwhile, on the rear battlefield, Chechen anti-government militants from other regions have been continuously arriving, blocking the mercenary groups flooding into Russian territory. From the moment these mercenaries entered Russian territory, they fought internally among themselves, fighting against Chechen anti-government forces, and fighting with the war heroes unwilling to surrender and accept their protection. After a month, their strength had been exhausted. Most mercenary groups had announced they would abandon the mission. Those who could hold out any longer had completely lost their fighting spirit against the energetic and highly motivated anti-government forces.

What Amirali valued most was the nine armed personnel trained by the "assassin organization" on his helicopter.

Those two Chinese soldiers excelled at laying landmines to lure people into their pre-set traps. If these nine highly trained and combat-experienced armed members were airdropped near the Chinese soldiers, they would have no way to use mine warfare. Outnumbered, and with the fire suppression from this armed helicopter, Amirali really didn't believe they could fly into the sky!