Borderline Mission (2)

  "Attention all units, this is a report on our current mission. Our target is a one-time drug deal, and Number Seven will be meeting the contact at the border. Our primary objective is to take out every single member of the opposing team, no survivors. If even one person escapes, it will create huge obstacles for us in future missions." Tianyan said through the earpiece.

  I lay quietly with the old wolf, motionless.

  "Take a look at the situation across with your binoculars, in case there are other personnel lurking on the other side. I'll take a nap for now, it's not yet time to meet up. Remember, don't make me come and wipe your butts later. If we can't annihilate the enemy this time, you will all fail and have to retreat." Old Wolf cautioned a few words, then turned over and lay on the ground, covering his head with his big hat.

  "Understood!" Although I said it out loud, my heart was still not at ease. This is a mission, and yet he has the mood to sleep? Leaving me here all alone on watch, how irresponsible!

  The border line is a vast expanse of land, with the boundary markers about 50 meters apart from north to south, totaling 100 meters in distance. It would only take a simple dash to reach it, but the problem is that this is the national border, and our effective range is only 50 meters. According to regulations, we are not allowed to cross the border for combat, even if it's to execute a mission or eliminate drug traffickers. As soon as soldiers cross the border, it's no longer simple, involving many political issues related to territorial disputes. No one wants someone firing cannons in their own backyard!

  I currently only know the approximate location of the personnel in our group, as for other personnel, I originally didn't know where they were, and I don't even know what their main tasks are.

  "Roses are twelve o'clock and two o'clock directions, I've spotted two snipers." I said, looking through the binoculars.

  The old wolf got up, took a look with binoculars and said: "Sky Fire, now there are two snipers in the direction of my twelve o'clock and one o'clock. You go and take them out."

  "I understand, I deliberately put it there, and I've already had someone keep an eye on it."

  "As long as you don't mess things up, that's your territory, if something happens it has nothing to do with me." The old wolf said calmly.

  "You'd better mind your own business, I can take care of myself."

  "You'd better not come back alive."

  "Good luck!"

  The old wolf lay down and fell asleep again. I felt a pang of anxiety in my heart, "Rose Wolf, what are you doing? That's the other side of the border!"

  "Are you going to keep talking nonsense? Are you listening to me or yourself?" The old wolf scolded in a bad mood and continued sleeping.

  When I saw his eyes, I suddenly didn't want to talk anymore. Whatever, it's none of my business, you can arrange whatever the hell you want, I just need to take care of things here...

  Time flew quickly to noon, the sun was hanging high, I saw three people coming out of the thicket on our side, two people carrying a large black box, and another person wearing a big hat, with an AK hanging on his body, the other two were two micro-UZIs, they stood on this side of the border, only to see that man take off his hat, look at it in the sun for a moment, put it back on his head, take out a bottle of water and drink two mouthfuls.

  I clearly saw that man, he was Number Seven, Chief Instructor Bai Yufang.

  I nudged Old Wolf: "Rose Wolves, they've arrived."

  "I know, no need for idle chatter, just watch the signal later." The old wolf had somehow gotten up already and was now using his own binoculars to gaze at the opposite side.

  "Attention all squads, prepare for battle, shift your frequency forward one unit."

  I carefully adjusted the frequency and suddenly heard the voice of No. 7 coming from the headphones: "Your boss won't be late, will he? What time is it now? Why hasn't he come out yet? Is he looking down on me?" It turned out that I had tuned into No. 7's frequency.

  "Hey, old man! How is that possible? Are you kidding me? Besides, asking us for so many things at once, we can't just take them, right? And the border guards here aren't pushovers either!" said a porter next to him.

  "Then tell your boss that if he wants to do business, he should do it properly. I'm not someone who can't find a supplier. In this day and age, with money, everything is easy to get. I don't worry about having no money to spend. Your boss is already almost ten minutes late, if there's no sincerity, then I'll go look for Garfield instead." Number Seven was clearly getting a bit unhappy.

  "Hey, old man, don't be in a rush, let's talk this over! You know as well as I do that the border patrol troops on the other side are not easy to deal with. If you want to get through, you'll have to pay a pretty penny in protection fees!" The guy's face turned pale when he heard Garfield.

  "What the f**k does it have to do with me whether you pay protection money or not?!"

  "Hey, don't worry, I'll go call and ask right now," the man said as he pulled out his phone and turned around to make a call.

  This is what I saw: a group of people came out from the forest across, holding horses with two large bags on each horse's back. There were four horses in total, but I don't know what was inside the bags. Behind them followed over ten people, carrying various weapons, including two rocket launchers and some internationally renowned submachine guns and machine guns. It looked quite impressive, but our armory has plenty of these things too.

  The man in front of him had a fat guy riding on horseback, waving his hand towards No. 7.

  "You don't have to waste your phone bill anymore!" Number Seven said calmly.

  The fat guy opposite took out his phone and glanced at it, smiled awkwardly at No. 7, who was standing behind the man making a call, turned around to look at him, smiled, and ran over to stand beside No. 7.

  "Sorry about that! Mr. Bai! Look, isn't this what's happened? You are our big client after all. From now on, the mainland Chinese market will be relying on your care and support, Mr. Bai!"

  "This isn't the way to take care of someone!" Number Seven scolded in a bad mood.

  The fat man opposite had already walked to the side of the national border, and there was only about 7 or 8 meters between the two groups.

  "Wow, you're here pretty early, Old White!" said the chubby guy opposite him.

  "Yin and Yang face, you dead fatso, how dare you say that? You guys are already fifteen minutes late, I just want to know if there's anyone who does business like this?" It was then that I found out the fat guy opposite me was called Yin and Yang face.

  "Master Bai, you know that things have been a bit unsettled around here lately. Those border guards have been getting too big for their britches, and that Garfield guy is always causing us trouble. We got held up on the road, but as you can see, I'm here now! For someone like you, Master Bai, a delay of over ten minutes is nothing!"

  "Your yin and yang face, that's where you're wrong. My time is my own, but wasting it on you won't do. You're using these 15 minutes to deal with your troubles, while I'm here sunbathing! If you don't give me a satisfactory answer, our friendship might just end here. And I'm not without things, I reckon Garfield would be very interested in my stuff! Want me to go find Garfield and have a good discussion about life?"