Chapter 47: Hunting Mission

  There were already seven or eight fully armed soldiers guarding the entrance of the armored vehicle, plus Xu Ming and his group, a total of fourteen people. However, the capacity of the armored vehicle should be around fifty people, so it still looked empty.

  As soon as he got on the car, Xu Ming looked up and down at these soldiers. After a few glances, he knew they were not their opponents, but old-fashioned soldiers. They stood silently at each corner of the car door, completely guarding without any loopholes or blind spots, and their hands were all calloused, which would take at least three or four years to develop such calluses after enlistment.

  This also made Xu Ming very puzzled, looking at this appearance, the military high-level should attach great importance to them. In theory, they shouldn't send troops to protect them, once a terrorist attack occurs, if people like them can't even solve those infiltrating terrorists, what's the point of talking about special forces?

  When did special forces also fall to the point where they need veterans to protect them? Such special forces are too fragile, aren't they.

  The troop carrier rattled on, moving forward steadily. Since the entire carriage was fully enclosed, they couldn't see outside and didn't know if the troop carrier was still within the base or not.

  The old soldiers along the way also ignored Xu Ming and his group, like stones, still on duty. Xu Ming and his group didn't know what was going on, so they chatted quietly among themselves.

  It was unclear how much time had passed, but even Xu Ming, who considered himself not a talkative person, felt a sense of exhaustion from chatting, and his stomach began to rumble.

  How long has it been? They had eaten their fill before departure, and with their ability to withstand hunger, they should have at least six hours before getting hungry like this.

  That is to say, the troop carrier had been driving for at least six hours without a stop.

  What's the concept of six hours? This armored vehicle can reach a maximum speed of 200 kilometers per hour, and judging from the degree of shaking of the carriage, it may be around 100 kilometers per hour. Even so, shouldn't we have already arrived at a distance of over 600 kilometers by now?

  Isn't the venue for the match supposed to be in Exeter?

  When Xu Ming had some free time, he looked at the world map. This world map was similar to that of his previous life, but there were still some differences. For example, the United States, its region had long become a desert, and no one lived there. And Great Britain had only thirty cities in total, with no counties set up, and the capital was still London. However, sixteen of these cities were occupied by the opposition party, and the government actually controlled less than thirteen cities.

  Exeter is also a city with relatively rampant terrorist activities, because it borders Bath, and all areas of Bath have been occupied by the opposition, so it belongs to a city with more severe friction.

  Fortunately, the terrain around Exeter City is complex and mountainous. The government army took advantage of this geographical advantage, making it impossible for the opposition to launch large-scale military operations.

  Suddenly an idea popped up, could this armored vehicle be heading into Basra? From the scale on the map, the area occupied by terrorists in Basra was only about 800 kilometers away from their training ground.

  At this time, a soldier turned around and walked to the front of the carriage, opened the hidden compartment under the floor of the carriage, and unexpectedly found another world inside. It was loaded with a large amount of compressed food and bottled water.

  The soldier took out a portion for them and said: "It's time for dinner, eat something."

  After finishing speaking, he walked to the rear of the vehicle without looking back and distributed the food he had brought to the other soldiers on guard.

  Xu Ming and the others naturally wouldn't be polite, they had been hungry for half a day, and didn't know what would happen next, they didn't dare to delay for a moment, and quickly filled their stomachs in an instant.

  Those soldiers were surprised and took a glance at the speed at which they ate, but didn't say anything, instead continuing to eat their food slowly.

  Xu Ming wiped his mouth and saw that there were still many foods in the hidden compartment of the carriage, so he walked up to a soldier and said politely: "Sir, can we take some of these foods with us?"

  The soldier didn't say a word, turning his head in the direction of the rear of the vehicle. The other soldiers also turned their heads, with an air of "I don't know what you're doing".

  Xu Ming softly said thank you, then made a gesture to his companions, they understood, and one after another packed food into their backpacks. Of course, their choices were all very targeted, mainly filling their hunger and supplementing energy, as for taste and whatnot, it was not even within the scope of consideration.

  The military vehicle drove for almost two hours, which felt very bumpy and stopped frequently along the way, probably at checkpoints.

  The car finally died completely, the door opened, and in the sky there was only a faint sunset glow left.

  Xu Ming and the others jumped out of the carriage one after another, only to find that this was a vast expanse of abandoned farmland. The fields had been deserted for a long time, with weeds growing wildly everywhere, and there were many shell craters, as if they had been bombed before. Not far away, there was a village, but it was likely that no one was left.

  At this time, Xu Ming saw that there were actually seven or eight troop carriers parked here, but except for about twenty or thirty soldiers nearby, there was no one else.

  A middle-aged man with a lieutenant colonel's rank insignia walked over, holding a piece of paper, looked at them and said: "The previous confrontation match plan is cancelled. The team competition and hunting action have been absolutely approved by the superior and merged into one assessment."

  After finishing speaking, he handed each of them a photo. It was a young man who looked like a woman, as beautiful as a woman, with a tall and slender figure. If it weren't for the masculine features, others would really think he was a woman.

  "He's called Quirke, same name as a brand of biscuit, and he's one of the leaders of the opposition in Bath. He doesn't look like much, but his methods are extremely ruthless; if you don't put a bullet through him, I'd advise you to save one for yourselves, especially women." The captain glanced at Maya and Kapur, adding: "Especially pretty ones - he'll make your lives hell."

  "Your target is him, I can add that his exact location is just across the way. Going through the village, there's a river, and on the other side of the river is Bath City, which is a very beautiful small town, with a population of no more than 900,000 before the war started. Your target is in room 403 of the Inglaterra Hotel in Bath City. Hmm... I can only say that he likes to be in that room."

  The captain handed two maps to Xu Ming and said, "This is a detailed map of Bas City and the specific layout of the Inglen Grand Hotel. Is there anything else you want to ask?"

  Xu Ming hesitated for a moment and said: "Captain, may I ask how many terrorists are there in Basra?"

  Captain said faintly, "I'm not sure of the exact number, but I estimate it's around five thousand people. Don't worry, Bas is just a city, and it's that big, they can't guard every corner. Moreover, there are orders from above, and someone will cooperate with your actions this time."

  "Cooperation?" Xu Ming furrowed his brow, he really couldn't understand what the military wanted to do. The other side had at least 5,000 troops, if it was really an assessment, and one misstep would likely result in all these rookies dying in this city, then what was the point of his assessment?

  If they're just going to be used as cannon fodder, then there's no need for them to receive special training, regular training would suffice.

  Of course, luring the enemy is out of the question. The garrison in Basra has only about 5,000 to 6,000 people, but the military can't take it down. The main reason is that Basra is less than sixty kilometers away from Khorramshahr, and it's said that Khorramshahr has nearly a million troops opposing us.

  What kind of calculation is being made by the high-level military?