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The death of three US troops on September 25 made the atmosphere at the airport base dull.

For Team H, today it seems like a disaster will never come in singularity.

Before going to bed at night, Beers, who served as captain, had epilepsy suddenly attacked. Although nothing bad happened, because of epilepsy, Beers had to say goodbye to Mogadishu the next day and return to the United States.

The new captain fell on Matt Evansman - because Evansman did not salute as the commanding role, he was not able to get the H team in the next two missions.

On September 29, due to the absence of Beers' departure, Private Todd Blackburn was added - this young man who was only 18 years old, had not passed the Rangers School, but was directly thrown into the H-squad that was facing the action by the official above.

On the first day he entered the H team, he chattered and asked the old birds to talk about his desire to fight. Unfortunately, although the H team entered the combat sequence on September 30,

But the action turned into an armed parade, which made Blackburn's passion boil.

Looking at the depressed young man, Zheng Yingqi smiled and did not comfort him. Young people always thought that the battlefield was full of romance or manly heroic flavor, but he was already considered an old bird on the battlefield, but he never thought that the battlefield was a fun place - especially this kind of battle that could not even enter the martyrs' cemetery after his death.

I almost forgot that he was resurrected +1.

October 1st is a very meaningful day for Zheng Yingqi, but it is extremely common here. Even the many American soldiers here do not know that this day is the National Day day of a great country in the East.

Zheng Yingqi woke up early and saluted a standard military salute far from the east when the sentry did not notice.

"The day after tomorrow... it was the Black Hawk that fell..."

Zheng Yingqi said to himself silently.

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October 2, at noon.

Evansman gathered the entire team and announced a mission:

"In the next few days, maybe today or tomorrow, we will conduct a capture mission - this mission cannot be missed, so we need to conduct several drills with friendly forces to ensure that there will be no problems in the operation. Gentlemen, be more energetic!"

"I think this will turn into another armed parade." Joyce shrugged and said his judgment, but attracted Evansman's gaze. Faced with the bad behavior of Evansman staring motionlessly, Joyce sneered and apologized:

"Okay, that's just my guess."

"Listen," Evansman clapped his hands after getting the thorny Joyce done and said, "Listen, for this arrest mission, our H-squad will number the fourth team, land in the northwest corner of the target building, establish a position to cover the Delta troops to capture the target. Once the mission is completed, we will retreat north along the street, near the building with carriage number G7, where we will take a Hummer back."

"Old thing, Evansman, you just need to say this to Blackburn and Galantin. They both lack the battle in Mogadishu. As for us - God, we have completed two capture missions here and conducted up to dozens of exercises." Grimessi complained.

"Yes, such exercises are the most boring, and they often turn into damn armed parades!" Joyce's mouth was not blocked again.

Evansman was the captain for the first time, and these old guys who drank, fought, and spanked each other's girlfriends subconsciously showed arrogance from the old qualifications, and these were the biggest stumbling blocks when Evansman first established the team's authority.

Zheng Yingqi picked up two small stones and directly hit them on the heads. After the two without helmets were attacked, they hugged their heads and glared at Zheng Yingqi. Zheng Yingqi said lightly:

"Please don't show off your qualifications in front of me. If you want to show off your qualifications, we can consider fighting or military skill confrontation when the exercise is over. Now, please shut your mouth and listen to the captain assigning tasks!"

It is October 2, and the tasks assigned by the H team were immediately known to be prepared for tomorrow - No. 3 will be the start of the Black Hawk's Down curtain. Many American troops here will be trapped in the vast ocean of Somalis in Mogadishu and embark on a difficult evacuation road.

As for the old birds' attitude, Zheng Yingqi suspected that a large number of casualties would appear in the H-squad. The H-squad seemed to be cursed, and three captains changed in a month. This operation was the first mission since the new captain took office. Zheng Yingqi always felt that this mission was full of malicious intentions for the H-squad.

That's why he stood up for Evansman, hoping that Evansman could establish the authority of the captain.

Fortunately, Zheng Yingqi's platform is quite effective. In addition, Zheng Yingqi's number of enemies killed has allowed him to gain corresponding respect and respect for his strength among his team members this month, so several old birds with qualifications are not talking.

Evansman looked at Zheng Yingqi gratefully and said, "Okay! Gentlemen, let's conduct the team exercise first. In about two hours, we will enter the cooperation exercise stage. I hope that gentlemen will not hit the delta at critical moments, so as not to let them teach us again!"

Just like the old bird disliked, the hidden drill was the most boring, but for the sake of the task to proceed safely, the h-point pair was still under the leadership of Evansmann, and many drills were conducted.

This made Private Blackburn very puzzled. The battle he imagined should be on the battlefield of bullet rain, a heroic charge, just like the Ranger's slogan - Ranger! Be a forward!

According to their exercises and training, they are the outsiders, just like the peripheral elements in the mafia, which disappoints the 18-year-old hot-blooded young man very much.

In this regard, the old birds taught him:

"The best battlefield is to control our rhythm. If you need to be a hero, God, that's a bad thing!"

"Why?" Blackburn was puzzled.

"Because," Joyce said with a smirk, "because, by that time, our life and death will be controlled by God. Although I like God, I don't like to hand over our lives to God!"

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October 3rd at 2 pm.

The informant sent a message confirming that the two targets that needed to be arrested appeared in the target building, a three-story flat-topped building.

At 2:12, the command center requested the informant to make a second confirmation, and issued a preparation order - requiring the participating troops to prepare within 10 minutes.

"Receive live ammunition! Get ready to set off!"

With Evansman's order, the H-detachment, who had just finished the joint exercise, immediately skillfully went to collect live ammunition and supplies.

"Hi, how much ammunition should we receive?" Blackburn asked as he looked at his teammates constantly arming him.

"Just go as required - of course, it's best to bring more. The task is at most an hour. If we encounter skinny harassment, we need to use the density of bullets to deal with them, so it's best to bring 1.5 bases." Joyce said hehe.

Among the US military, the base number of ammunition for one m16 is 210 rounds, and if it is one and a half base, it is more than 300 rounds. Adding to the remaining equipment and the machine gun ammunition shared, the amount is almost 30kg.

Blackburn, a young man, was an honest man, and he immediately wanted to carry ammunition according to Joyce. Seeing this, Evansman stopped the young man's innocence and said, "There is no need to carry so much. A base is enough. I don't want you to be breathless when you run away by the huge burden of weight!"

"Escape?" Blackburn may have been a little nervous, and he didn't even understand the most obvious American humor, and he thought he was really going to run away.

"Hi, Moore," machine gunner Grimessi put a link in front of Zheng Yingqi: "Share the burden for me?"

"Ok!" Zheng Yingqi did not hesitate. The machine gunner's firepower was at its peak at critical moments. Although he had brought a night vision device, a kettle and three-day rations, he even quietly stuffed a white-haired shotgun on the basis of bringing 10 magazines.

"Wow, Moore, are you planning to have a night battle?" The wireless telephone operator named Chong cried out exaggeratedly after seeing Zheng Yingqi put the night vision device into his backpack.

Zheng Yingqi said: "In fact, every time I go out, I always bring this thing with me - damn Moga's night, but there are no street lights, I'm afraid I accidentally blow your dog's head!"

"More, you're so strong--at most an hour. If we were going to set off at dark, then this thing would be useful, now," Joyce swept the box with a night vision device aside: "I don't want to be more burdened when I run away!"

The debate here attracted everyone else in the team to see it. Seeing this, Zheng Yingqi said seriously: "I suggest you be prepared for any trouble. What if we need to perform tasks at night?"

"Well, damn it!" Evansman was a captain who was good at obeying opinions. This was probably the biggest reason for his victory among several candidates. He stuffed the night vision device into his backpack and said to the team members: "I think you are not short of this kilogram of weight either!"

"You are the head, you have the final say."

The team members were too lazy to argue about this and put their night vision devices into their backpacks.

Zheng Yingqi finished packing first. Seeing that his teammates had almost no kettle, he could only say: "There is still water - what if we spend a few hours in the helicopter?"

If possible, Zheng Yingqi wanted everyone to bring more food and water, but it would be easy to find an excuse to let them bring a kettle, but there was no excuse to let them bring food, so he had to give up. Fortunately, the "if" that attracted the attention of his teammates, they filled the kettle with water.

After preparations were completed, the team rushed to the airport and entered Black Hawk Super 67, which had been warmed up long ago.

"clear!"

After receiving a positive answer, Evansman began to pat his teammates on the shoulders one by one. When it was Zheng Yingqi's turn, he saw Zheng Yingqi's particularly bulging backpack, subconsciously raised it, and then gasped: "More, how many things have you brought?"

"Head, Moore carries 200 more machine gun bullets for me." Grimessi said embarrassedly.

"Grass!" Evansman cursed: "Don't you know Moore was the first to land? Moore, split the machine gun bullets and I'll take it for you!"

"No." Zheng Yingqi refused, but Evansman repeated: "This is an order!"

Zheng Yingqi had no choice but to take the machine gun bullet out of his backpack. Evansman stuffed half into his bag, but the remaining half was taken into his hand by Blackburn: "Here, I'll carry these."

After looking at the young man who took the initiative to ask for help, Evans was busy and did not refuse.

3:41 points.

"I'm about to arrive at the destination area! Prepare in one minute!" The sound of a pilot prompted me from the cabin. The crowd of the team h immediately stopped fucking nonsense that released psychological pressure and entered a state of combat.

Looking down through the hatch door, Zheng Yingqi's gaze became sharper.

He thought to himself:
Chapter completed!