"Brothers, move it! Let these terrorists see the fists of us ground crew!" the lead Russian shouted.
The eight men immediately rushed toward the nearby hangar and began preparing at speed. The fighter jet had already been on combat standby, but it only carried its standard load of four missiles beneath its wings. Additional munitions had to be fitted according to the mission, and more missiles were stored beside the hangar.
The ground crew kept shouting. Two men carried each missile and installed them at the same time. Jiang Yan Hai did not stop either, stepping in to help. He could carry a missile by himself.
While Jiang Yan Hai and the others loaded the missiles, intense gunfire had already erupted at the distant missile base. The three combat teams had begun entering from different directions.
They had gradually linked up and begun coordinating their operations. Price and his team were the first to rendezvous with the Sharp Blade Team.
"Where's Haidongqing?" Price stared at them in disbelief.
"He has another mission," Bayonet replied directly.
"Oh, fuck! Isn't this mission the most important one right now? What other mission could he possibly have?" Price could not help swearing.
"Forget it. There are at least six Armored Vehicles inside. We can't let them open fire. We'll throw Smoke Grenades, blend in, then use C4 to blow them all up somehow!" Price said quickly.
"No problem." Bayonet and the others immediately took a deep breath and answered while firing.
As they continued advancing, enemies began appearing around them from every direction, but they did not dare stop moving.
Once they stopped, they would inevitably be surrounded. Fortunately, Mipu's special operations team had infiltrated ahead of time, so they had already entered the base.
There was plenty of cover inside the base, allowing