Chapter 1440

On the runway of Antonov aircraft factory.

Gao Yang was quite nervous when he saw the people Andre helped find. Andre said that these people were a little older, but the youngest was in their 40s, and the oldest looked in their 60s.

It's just old. The problem is that Andre knows at a glance that he hasn't touched a gun for many years. Seeing that they are excited with guns, Gao Yang is frightened.

There are different ages, but the older ones stand with the older ones, and the younger ones stand with their peers. It can be seen that they are divided by the original old troops. The group with the largest number must have more than 40 people, and the group with the least number is 13 or 14.

There are different ages and different clothes. Some people came in a gray suit with gray hair and a beer belly. They greeted a group of old men around them happily.

However, the clothes worn by these people have a characteristic, that is, everyone intentionally or unintentionally opened the neckline, and from the open neckline, you can see a sea soul shirt, without exception.

A man carries a big bag, which is a weapon prepared by Andre. Gao Yang doesn't know what it is. Anyway, these people can play with an AK74 for half a day.

Gao Yang's eyes were straight. He was going to war, not travel. He took such a group of old men to the battlefield. What would happen, but I really don't know.

Gao Yang wants to turn over with Andre, but groliov is full of confidence. Looking at the old friends who are mostly his peers, groliov nodded to Gao Yang and said, "no problem. You know it when you see them. Although they are a little older, they have rich experience. Go to Somalia to fight those wastes who don't know anything. Ha, it's a little fun."

"I'm afraid they can't run and the gun can't shoot," he said in a low voice

Andre said with a little excitement: "don't worry about this. I promise these people can surprise you. They are good at fighting."

Andre clapped his hands vigorously and said loudly to the old men gathered together: "everyone be quiet and listen to me."

The eager conversation went on slowly for a long time, and a group of old men looked at Andre reluctantly.

Lax, too lax. Gao Yang's sense of these old friends in front of him has been reduced to another level.

No one dares to underestimate the old men in the mercenaries. We all know that the older the mercenaries are, the more difficult it is to deal with, but they are veterans who have never left the battlefield. They are not the old men who retired from the regular army and haven't touched a gun for decades. There is a big difference between them.

Looking at Gao Yang's expression, groliov whispered, "don't care, you don't know, Russians, the more powerful the troops are, really."

Andre coughed softly and said loudly, "you may not know me, but you must know why you can invite you here..."

"Stop talking nonsense. Who will pay? When? Give the money quickly. Let's go to war. Don't talk nonsense. I don't care who you are. Just give the money."

Andre coughed again, reached out to Gao Yang and said in a loud voice, "he's out of the money. He'll fight with you. All right, you talk."

An old man with gray hair and a big belly shouted to Gao Yang: "Hey, young boy, send money quickly and say who you want to hit."

I'm sure I'll fight with money, and I'll rely on you to fight. I don't mean to offend you, but I hope you know that I only want elites. Now, at least I have to understand you in order to arrange your tasks. I'll ask you a few questions first, please answer truthfully

After that, Gao Yang pondered for a moment, and then said loudly, "who of you has participated in actual combat? Please raise your hand."

Hula, everyone raised their hands.

An old man who looked disdainful but seriously raised his hand said seriously, "young man, ask something meaningful."

"Please put your hands down. I know you should all be from the same army. Please report your units, when to quit active service, and the battles you have participated in, in order from left to right."

On the far left is a team of more than 20 people. A deep voice, which was obviously all officers, said: "alpha, six anti-terrorism operations, including one anti hijacking, all of us participated. We all retired in 1997. That's it."

These people are still a little younger. They look like they are in their fifties, and next to them is a group of younger people. There are at most 40 or 50 of these people.

A man standing in front of the crowd said, "gruu, we belong to different teams, but we all participated in two Chechen wars. On the same battlefield, we retired at different times. I was the last to retire in 2006."

Then came a group of the most casual old men, about 20, at least in their sixties. The first one was an old man in a gray suit with a beer belly.

"We are airborne soldiers, and our serial numbers are gone now. We mainly fight in Afghanistan. We went there in 79 and left in 88. There were several vacations in the middle, but we fought from beginning to end."

Participants in the Afghan war, Gao Yang secretly lamented that these old men are really good enough. They have been fighting for more than 20 years and are willing to come out.

Then the serious old man said in a deep voice: "We, ha, the KGB special operations team is not a signal flag. Don't make a mistake, young man. What have we participated in? Too many, too many. We have all the famous actions in the Soviet era, and we also have actions you don't know. After that, no, finally, you weren't born when I fought."

There are at least twelve people in this group. It seems that one is more serious than the other. They all look rigid. After the leader has finished, an old man in the team immediately said: "Hey, don't think of us as those people of winbell. We are completely different from those who now belong to the Ministry of the interior. We are the special operation team directly under the KGB. We are the real black devil. Don't confuse winbell with us."

Yak whispered around Gao Yang: "this is an old opponent, the bloody black devil!"

After the old man finished, a group of people next to them looked at them with strange and bad eyes. These people, in their fifties, were all dressed in black, a total of more than 30.

Finally, a man in Black said in a deep voice, "wenbel! Ross! You've played in the north Caucasus for a long time. You can call us black devils. And don't think of us as old men."

Full of anger.

It should have been an army, but two groups of people belonging to different periods met, but both sides seemed to dislike each other.

Winbel is a special force subordinate to the Russian Ministry of the interior. There are four special forces, namely warrior, Ross, retnik and Schiff. This force is also very powerful. However, the predecessor of this force is the KGB special operation team in the Soviet period. It has no code name. It is the special operation team specially responsible for sabotage and assassination, that is, the two who claimed to be real black men just now The devil's army.

After the disintegration of the Soviet Union, the KGB special operations team finally belonged to the Russian Ministry of the interior. Then, it changed its combat mission from going abroad to engage in sabotage and assassination, and became a key department of counter-terrorism and security.

According to the truth, the KGB special operation team is the real and frightening black devil. I don't know how many great things they have done and how many bloody black demons they have touched. As for winbell, although it is indeed evolved from the black devil force of the KGB special operation team, and the members are also dressed in black, they are called black demons. It seems that they are really not qualified, at least in real life It's not good enough in front of the black devils.

Not qualified, but as the current black devil, you can't be despised by your predecessors. If you say something derogatory and remain indifferent, both sides immediately stare.

The eyes on both sides were really penetrating. The very serious old man narrowed his eyes and slowly said, "young man, speak with discretion. You deserve to be called black devil?"

People in their sixties and fifties call them young people, which seems to be a thing of the past, while the young man in his fifties shows no weakness and says coldly, "old man, something with a long history, has a pronoun is garbage."

The old man narrowed his eyes to a slit because he laughed.

Gao Yang immediately shouted, "stop! Personal grievances will be solved later. In addition, I think you are all black demons, but one belongs to the Soviet Union and the other belongs to Russia."

The old man sneered, "hehe, the black fur dog of the separatist, wait."

The young man in his fifties spit on the ground and said with disdain on his face, "you should wake up, old man full of fantasy."

These old men, who are old and angry, are extremely loose. Gao Yang has a long experience.

"Next, introduce yourself," he said loudly

A man in his fifties, instead of more than 30 people, said in a deep voice: "signal flag, there are many wars. Anyway, we can still fight now. When to retire has nothing to do with you. When shall we fight?"

Gao Yang exhaled and said loudly: "You guys and I will get on a plane. We will assign combat tasks and make combat plans on the plane. Then, I will give you money on the plane. As for when to fight, we will get off the plane when we arrive at our destination. That's it. Now get on the plane. Let's hurry up. Oh, I add, before my war is over, if you fight first There was a fight. Well, all I could do was deduct money, that's all. "