The Cold War: Jumping back and forth between the two camps

"who!"

Dunn shouted loudly in Russian toward the direction where the gunfire came from.

"Pavel! Pavel!"

A member of the special operations team named Charlie was next to the fallen person at this time. He shook the person lying on the ground, but there was no movement at all. He was shot in the head.

This made Dunn sigh in his heart, the person who died was Plucksky. He didn't expect that after he escaped the disaster, he would be the unlucky one.

If you count it up, the one who died the most in this action team besides myself should be Plukski, even though he did not participate in the last action.

But his head was blown up once by Dunn, and this time it was blown up again by an unknown person. The two deaths ranked second among the special operations team.

"We hit someone!"

At this time, the sound coming from afar seemed a little panicked.

Dunn vaguely saw several heads moving in the darkness, but he couldn't see clearly because it was too dark and there was not even a trace of moonlight.

"Who are you? We are the hunters of Axe!"

Axe is a village not far away. In addition to herdsmen and a small number of farmers on the grassland, there are still many people who make a living by hunting.

Dunn glanced at Weiss, Weiss nodded at Dunn, and Dunn continued to shout at the other side.

"We are herders from the Kazakh side! You hit our people!"

There was silence for a while on the other side, and soon torches were lit. Weiss also ordered the soldiers to light torches and join the two groups of people, which numbered about a dozen people.

"Are these herders from Kazakhstan?"

The other party took a look at Dunn and his group and felt that they were not quite like them. Although there was nothing wrong with their appearance, the temperament of this group of people was obviously like that of a regular army.

So the leading hunter rushed forward quietly, and the people behind him made a gesture, asking the hunter team to remain on guard.

Dunn stepped forward to negotiate.

"Are you hunters from Axe? Why are you hunting so late at night? You killed one of our people!"

When the person on the other side heard that someone had been beaten to death, his face turned dark, and then he said with a smile.

"This? We are willing to compensate! There were guests in the village. A military supply truck ran aground in our village and had to stay overnight. It happened that there was nothing left in the village to entertain them, so we went out hunting. In the evening, we encountered a group of deer and chased them all the way here. We didn't expect something like this to happen."

The leading hunter sighed.

"We thought we were encountering a herd of deer!"

A military vehicle?

Dunn muttered to himself.

However, seeing that the people behind the leading hunter were also holding their guns and on guard, he knew in his heart that the other party did not trust him.

None of this matters anymore. Now that we have discovered the other party's identity, it's time to take action.

"Since we want to discuss compensation, we have to have a good chat..."

Dunn sneered and before he could finish his words, he suddenly raised his gun and pointed it at the forehead of the leading hunter and shot.

Immediately following the special operation behind Dunn, the team members raised their guns and fired.

Although the opponents were relatively experienced hunters, they were simply a group of mobs in front of a group of special operations team members.

Most of them were holding hunting rifles, which already had a disadvantage in terms of range. In addition, most of the hunting rifles were made of homemade shotguns, and the impact points were extremely scattered. They were simply not on the same level as the well-equipped special operations teams.

When the two sides were negotiating before, the other side only saw that Dunn's team had a few spears, and they had the advantage in numbers, so although they were on guard, they did not take Dunn and his team seriously. This time they suffered a great loss, and no one was able to escape.

In less than half a minute, more than a dozen hunters fell in a pool of blood.

"MD, I was just accidentally shot in the head by a group of hunters!"

Dunn kicked the leading hunter angrily, but he had no psychological burden about killing people.

When he traveled through time, the war was almost over, but the original owner had indeed killed many Japanese.

When Dunn was stationed in Tokyo, he was also domineering and often drove a jeep around the streets, never braking, and killed many people.

So Dunn has also seen blood.

At this time, everyone gathered around Prokuski's body. Dunn also walked over and looked at the cold Prokuski, and Dunn sighed.

Finally, he pulled out a pistol from his pocket and shot himself in the temple.

Amidst everyone's surprised gazes, he fell straight to the ground.

"Pavel! I bet, not to mention asking you to pretend to be dumb, you won't be able to hold back even if I ask you to keep silent for five minutes from now on!"

"You're talking nonsense! Charlie, are you itching for trouble again..."

The sounds of Pluksky and Charlie fighting rang in my ears again.

Dunn looked at Plucksky helplessly. Was it really worth it for him to come back just for this kid?

If this guy refused to retire with him at that time, Dunn secretly promised in his heart that he would beat him to death at least 100 times.

But in the end, I thought that if I killed Plukski 100 times, I would have to die 100 times as well, which seemed like a suicide for love.

This made Dunn shudder unconsciously, and he shook his head to get rid of this inappropriate idea from his mind.

Just like the previous scene, Weiss came out again to tidy up the situation and asked everyone to start organizing their equipment.

After dark, everyone crossed the border of Kazakhstan and entered Kyrgyzstan.

This time, Dunn took the initiative to assume the responsibility of leading the way.

He deliberately led everyone to a dirt road leading to Aks. At this time in the Central Asian steppes, there were not many asphalt roads built by the Red Empire. Most of them were muddy paths in the countryside.

Of course, it hadn't rained for a long time at this time, so the road was dry.

However, the Soviet Union's large trucks would definitely leave marks after passing over them.

"Sir, come and see, this looks like the mark of a Russian truck transporting supplies!"

Duanwen seemed to have made a new discovery, pointing to a row of truck tire tracks on the ground and reported to Weiss.

"Yes, this truck should be from the Soviet Army! I saw this kind of truck from the Red Empire when we were fighting the Germans before, and the tire marks are exactly the same!"

Weiss nodded.

"Sir, the front is Axe. These tire tracks are obviously new. I feel like they are likely to stay overnight in Axe. It's not far from Axe anyway, so why don't we go check it out!"

Dunn suggested.

"is this necessary?"

Weiss felt that less trouble was better, and the most important thing right now was to meet up with other special operations team members rather than explore a small village in Kyrgyzstan.

What’s more, there may be Russian soldiers in the village.