Major Gavin hated the Irish army very much. He probably had some conflicts before, so he didn't want to ask the Irish for help.
"They are on the other side of the dust storm, and they can get there."
The lieutenant's words made Major Gavin difficult to deal with, and he frowned and said, "You mean, asking for help from Irish is the best bad choice?"
"I'm afraid yes, sir."
After the lieutenant said that, he seemed to remember something and added: "Sir, I remember that the email carried by the SEALs was very special, and the body of the SEALs was found at the scene, and they were likely to be together."
"Mail? What's her name?" Major Gavin asked quickly.
"Her name is Anush Hassan." The lieutenant replied.
"Anush Hassan? I haven't heard of this person, who is he?" asked Major Gavin.
"She is a women's rights activist, a great hero of this place, a beacon hope for this place, the Tari version wants him to die, and Washington wants her to live, and she is conducive to establishing our image." The lieutenant introduced.
"It is conducive to building an image? Do you know what is not conducive to my image?"
Major Gavin opened his voice and shouted angrily: "It is not conducive to the image of the Marines' death, and I don't care if the rest is shit."
"She is also the main spokesperson of the United Nations International Human Rights Summit. She should have arrived in New York to speak within 36 hours. This is the mission under Washington. She is the president's special guest." The lieutenant said seriously.
"She is with our Marines?"
Hearing that this woman is so big, Major Gavin's expression has changed and he becomes even more worried, worried about the fate of the Marines.
With a Taliban chasing, the Marines have become chased.
Whoever listens is not anxious!
"Yes? They are together." The lieutenant officer nodded affirmatively.
...
Minar Village.
Inside the police station.
The director had been broadcasting with the phone for a long time. Chief Cormas couldn't wait and asked, "Haha, can we call the base?"
The director was holding a cigarette in his hand and was still obedient to the microphone. It seemed that he could not connect.
In the ghost place where Ah Pang Khan is backward in communication, there are no signals for the communication equipment of Long Zhan and Marines, as well as mobile phones.
The service providers provided are different and the signals are not accessible. Here are bricks.
Seeing the director's appearance, Chief Cormas couldn't get through for a while, so he could only walk to the door and asked Cooper anxiously, "How is the situation outside?"
"The situation is good, the guy opposite is always taking pictures with his cell phone," Cooper said.
"What's the matter with the guy holding the phone?" asked Chief Cormass.
"I don't know, he's been shooting there." Cooper said with a shaking head.
"Do you think he is the Taliban? Or a supporter of the Taliban?" asked Master Cormas.
"Even if he shoots for National Geographic, I can't care. Do I want me to kill him?" Cooper aimed the gun in the opposite window.
"Relax, man, if you shoot, we won't be able to leave." Chief Cormass said.
"It's so calm that it's very uneasy."
Cooper, just say it, you won't really shoot. After all, they are still in the police station, and killing their people in front of the police is not a good idea.
However, he was becoming more and more uneasy, and his irritable mood was gradually soaring.
"The tranquility before the storm?" Chief Sir Colmas smiled.
"Yes, that's it." Cooper nodded.
Just then.
A man suddenly heard outside, using Afghan language. Long Zhan understood and his face turned pale and reminded him quickly: "The Taliban people are here, close the door quickly, and prepare for the battle."
"Sheter, the storm has come!"
Cooper cursed irritably and quickly closed the door.
Other Marines, you are ready for battle immediately.
At this time, two pickup trucks appeared outside the village. Five or six tarry versions stood on the bus behind the two pickup trucks, and they were sitting in the cockpit in the front.
The number of Libans in the two pickup trucks exceeded 15.
Everyone was holding an AK-type rifle in their hands, looking murderous.
The Taliban group obviously received a tip, knowing the details of the Marines, and did not make any mistakes in the route they came in, and went straight to the police station.
"Faisal, take him inside to hide quickly."
Master Cormas arranged.
"Yes, sir."
Faisal looked at the wrong situation outside the window and took Anush to run into the police station.
Long Zhan was not idle at this moment, so he directly overturned the thick wooden table in the police station, held him and pressed him on the door, increasing the defense ability at the door.
The other Marines were not idle either, and reinforced themselves in their own way to find shooting positions.
Two Taliban cars were charged outside the police station and stopped at both ends of the water police, one left and one right, and more than a dozen Talibans got out of the car.
One of the Talibans got out of the car and headed straight to the window where they were taking pictures.
After communicating with the people in the window, he pointed to the police station and shouted loudly to some other place, meaning that the Americans were in the police station.
"Damn it, it's that thing B. I'd beat him to death if I had known it."
Long Zhan regretted it a little, but in fact there was nothing he could do.
Because even if the time has been turned back ten minutes, Long Zhan couldn't kill him without just taking a cell phone on the other side.
If he really did this, he would be photographed by someone next to him using his cell phone.
There will be a lot of people willing to report on it.
The title has been thought of, that is, "Americans abuse and kill civilians in Afghanistan."
Chief Cormas also saw this annoying scene until the next battle was inevitable, and he loudly encouraged morale: "Marines, the battle has begun, remember the combat skills of training and be loyal forever."
"Always be loyal!"
"Always be loyal!"
"Always be loyal!"
Cooper, Kate and Danny, although they were nervous and sweating, they also shouted together to cheer themselves up.
The Taliban outside was shouting loudly, probably planning an offensive strategy.
Chief Cormas inside also seized the opportunity and arranged before the battle broke out: "We wait and see how we attract firepower in the front and all led them over. Let's quickly turn the fire and fight out from the back door."
After arranging the team tactics simply, Chief Cormas asked: "How much ammunition do you have?"
A good cook cannot cook without rice.
Chapter completed!