Chapter 1396: Ask for blessing

The wheels rolled over, and a helmeted soldier stood on the lead of an armored car. An old-fashioned active infrared searchlight hangs on the roof. Although this gadget exposes itself easily, it can detect targets at a distance of up to two kilometers.
The machine gun on the armored car was hung with bullet chains. The soldier operating the machine gun pointed at the Raphael gang approaching the roadside with a muzzle and was extremely vigilant. Raphael straightened his chest in an attempt to make himself look more vigorous. He deliberately straightened the shoulders of the jackal corps, hoping that the other party could really see it.
Except for the front guide cars, the cars behind them all have their lights on. After all, night vision devices are not available to everyone, and they need lights to see the road clearly. Moreover, this road is far from the control area of ​​the Liberation Front. The government forces feel basically safe.
After narrowing the distance, the front guide car accelerated and stopped to stop. The front hatch was opened, and the driver raised his head and shouted, "The person in front immediately reported his identity, otherwise we will fire."
Raphael stepped across the spear, stepped forward and shouted, "I want to ask who are you?"
As the two sides approached, Raphael reached for a flashlight and aimed at the armored vehicle. He swept the armband of the soldier on the car and said, "Third regiment, do you come out in the middle of the night to die?"
The soldiers on the armored vehicle also saw Rafael's dress. Just looking at him covered and equipped, this is what he looks like. For the gangsters who are full of gangsters, sometimes their identity is determined by who they are.
Looking at Raphael's armband, the soldiers on the leading vehicle suddenly felt short. The Jackal unit is a presidential unit directly from the capital, and its status far exceeds that of the front line.
"We received an order to move to Merida," the soldier in the lead vehicle replied.
"Oh." Raphael didn't even care about the answer, he just wanted to fool it. But he didn't wait for him to say hello before leaving quietly, and the team behind had already caught up. When he saw the size of the team, he immediately scolded him.
The third regiment, the third regiment, he is meowing out of a regiment!
Only then did Raphael want to understand what the so-called defensive means in the soldier's mouth. This is almost moving. "I thought it was a small army, but it was a regiment!"
Raphael and others felt that they were really bad luck, even if they got lost, they still encountered this battle. But no matter what, now I can only bite my head. At this moment, even the most unsure Best knows that he must not be counseled.
"Raphael, it's up to you." Best whispered close to his teammates.
"I would have liked to hide if I knew it this way." Raphael hated himself for being in the limelight, and it was impossible to run lightly.
Sure enough, when the team behind came in, a louder voice called out to the team immediately: "Why stop? What happened?"
The hearing was a shout in the head. Raphael could only calm down and continue to put his posture on the ground and shouted, "I am Lieutenant Guli of the jackal unit. The road ahead is blocked. You must change course."
"Wolfman?" A somber officer appeared on a command car. "Show me the documents."
In this meeting, many armed soldiers got on the convoy, each one surrounded by five unlucky eggs. Raphael could only get a document out of his pocket and hand it over, and the officer on the command vehicle took the document politely and opened it.
The document is naturally real, and the photo on the document is bloodstained, and it is not too real. The officer of the convoy picked up the radio microphone and contacted the division in Valladolid to confirm the situation, but the information went back and forth-Captain Maersk who commanded the jackal was being run away by the twins. How about an answer?
No verification information was available, but anyway knew that there was indeed a Jackal unit operating nearby. So the fleet officer asked, "I just met your commander Faramin yesterday, but I haven't seen your group?"
As soon as the officer questioned, the surrounded soldiers immediately pressed for a few steps. Raphael had been a little for many years, and he saw more of this trick of faking the momentum. He sneered with disdain: "Our commander has no time to see the garbage of you, the third regiment, let alone Faramin.
I stopped you out of good intentions. If you want to find death, keep going forward. Do n’t blame me for not reminding you if you are bombed. "
The convoy officer stared at Raphael coldly. Knowing that Raphael, who must not be soft at this moment, deliberately looked at him, so that the other party could not figure out his own details. After half a ring, the officer asked, "What's ahead?"
"Traps, mines, roadside bombs and the like. There was a Special Forces of the Moluccan array reaching behind us and sabotaging them, and some troops were already attacked." Raphael said calmly.
"What shall we do now?" The officer continued to ask.
"How do I know?" Raphael shrugged. "I'm only responsible for clearing up those guerrillas, not your guide."
Having said that, this is almost the end, the team commander grabbed the radio microphone and reported to other officers and superiors to verify the information with each other. Raphael stood quietly, urging in his heart, "Okay, let us go. Let's see you again, how about it?"
But did you know that the team officer said to Raphael after the radio contact was over: "I have confirmed with the division, your team will follow us for the time being?"
"What? We and you are not a unit. You have no right to command us ~ EbookFREE.me ~ Raphael protested on the spot.
But the team's officer grinned grinning: "Either you come to the car yourself, or I will let your men put you up. Anyway, you are my command."
This is really nothing wrong!
Raphael looked back at Best, and Best looked back at the soldiers who surrounded him. This time he was really clever, and he smashed his feet with a stone.
Raphael got upset in the command car and said, "Give me the map."
A map was handed to Raphael, and he spread out the map and glanced at the road with the lights in the car. He said with his fingers that it was safe to walk here.
The convoy commander glanced at and ordered the convoy to divert immediately to avoid the so-called danger zone set up by the guerrillas. Not long after the convoy changed lanes, they really saw a few military vehicles parked and destroyed on the side of the road.
"Is there a guerrilla movement nearby?" The convoy officer asked, looking at the scrap iron that had burned into the frame. Those were vehicles that were taken by Captain Maersk during the day and were destroyed by the twins.
Raphael nodded pretentiously, but was too lazy to explain. Instead, the convoy officers became nervous and left the command vehicle to arrange more rigorous defenses and vigilance. There were only two soldiers and a few staff officers staring at Raphael.
After a while Best was squeezed out of another car and whispered in Raphael's ears: "I contacted the twin sisters on the radio."
"What do you mean ... you use radio?"
"Why can't I use the radio?"
"Because I always feel you are stupid."
"Asshole, I will hit you when I have a chance."
"What did the two older sisters say? They must want us to calm down, and they will come to help us immediately."
"No, they ask us to ask for blessings."
"Fuck!"