Chapter 209

Chapter 208: Insider? Damn Colonel Lawrence!

The dense bullets swept across the chests of several enemies. Sanderson did not hold back at all, and his guns were all aimed at the vital points.

One guy had a grenade in his hand and his head was blown off by Sanderson before he even had time to take action.

Scarlet blood mixed with white foreign matter sprayed all over the wall, and Sanderson could even clearly see something flying into the mouth of the person behind the guy!

This is so damn disgusting!

Sanderson was thinking about calling his teammates to evacuate, but found that the safety pin of the grenade in the guy's hand had been pulled out by him!

The unfettered grenade slipped from the enemy's hand, rolled on the ground twice, and was about to explode.

Sanderson was immediately frightened and broke into a cold sweat, and hurried back into the house.

In other words, with the effort of both his and her front and back legs, the round thing on the ground exploded with a loud bang, and the smoke and dust caused by the explosion instantly filled the entire alley.

"Shit! Xiaoqiang, what are you doing!"

Allen, who was carrying Sweep, cursed lowly. This guy almost knocked them both down just now.

"Damn it! Someone is playing with thunder outside!"

Sanderson didn't care about this guy's impoliteness. The accident just now was indeed his fault. He didn't immediately notice that the grenade in the enemy's hand had lost its safety pin.

"Okay, stop talking nonsense and retreat quickly!"

The captain who was blocking the enemy at the front door saw that he was about to be unable to withstand it alone, so he quickly urged the people at the back door.

Sanderson also knew that now was not the time to talk, so he raised his gun and changed the ammunition, and then rushed out of the room again.

Allen, who was behind him, hurriedly followed after seeing this. It was better to evacuate as soon as possible.

"Captain, let's go!"

After the three of them left the house, the captain took off the two defensive grenades hanging on his waist, opened the safety cover, pulled out the safety pin, and threw them out the window.

Then the captain came to the doctor's body in three steps at a time, reached into the doctor's neck and pulled off his dog tag, and put a family photo in his chest pocket into his pocket.

"Good brother, wait until I come back to take you back!"

With these farewell words, the captain rushed towards the back door without looking back.

At the last moment when the captain left the building, the enemies who had already rushed across the street saw that there was no movement in the house, so they all took out grenades and threw them into the house.

Almost as soon as the four people crossed the alley outside the back door, a series of explosions came from the building behind them.

"Doctor, he..."

Sweep's voice reached the ears of several other people. They didn't say anything, but silently kept this hatred in their hearts. Sooner or later, he would make these people pay with their blood!

The four people did not dare to stay. They lost the radio relay device on the Humvee. They would be unable to contact friendly forces for a while, let alone seek help from the Air Force.

In this war-torn Benghazi, the special team has become a lone force without support, and the only one they can rely on is themselves.

The sky outside is getting dark, and although the road can still be seen clearly with the naked eye, I am afraid that it will not be long before I can't see my fingers.

"We have to go to the nearest safe house, where there are radio relay equipment and weapons and equipment prepared by the CIA for us!"

Sanderson gasped, his mind now filled with thoughts of the doctor's face as he died.

"A CIA safe house? You still want to continue this fucking bullshit mission?"

Allen was a little irritable. He blamed himself for the doctor's death. He had doubts about this mission and subconsciously resisted Sanderson's words.

"Otherwise? Where can we go now? No one in this damn place will take in us Americans!"

Sanderson is very self-aware. Although the United States has provided military support to this country, the local people will not appreciate it.

Many people even think that this war was actually started by the United States!

"Shut up!"

The captain scolded the two men who still had the strength to argue in a low voice, and motioned them to lower themselves and remain quiet.

I saw an armed pickup truck carrying several militiamen driving far towards the ruins where they were. It looked like they were pursuers sent by the enemy to hunt them down.

Allen put Sweep down and let him stand against the wall, while he picked up the rifle again and stayed alert with Sanderson.

Fortunately, the soldier on the other side just waved the flashlight in their direction, and the pickup truck did not stop, but continued to drive away.

"They want to set up a blockade in front to intercept us?"

After the pickup truck went away, Allen helped Sweep up again and expressed his doubts.

"It seems like, these guys are really haunted!"

Sanderson cursed and kicked the stone under his feet. After performing so many missions, this was the first time he felt so aggrieved!

"The question is, how do they know so much about our movements?"

Sweep's eyebrows were lowered. He had always had a bad idea in his mind, and he didn't know whether he should say it or not.

The captain glanced at Sweep's expression and felt suspicious, but he didn't say anything more. Instead, he lowered his head and thought for a while.

"If you let me know who is messing with us, I will cut that guy into pieces!"

Sanderson spat and was about to ask the captain if he still wanted to continue the mission, when he saw the captain punch the wall next to him.

"Damn it! It's him! How the hell did I forget about this guy!"

The captain patted his forehead. Seeing the other people looking at him with strange expressions, he immediately explained:

"Do you still remember the man we saw on the resistance vehicle before? He always seemed so familiar to me."

Sweep nodded, his eyes were the best. When he was on the Humvee, he clearly saw the appearance of the man in the back seat of the resistance vehicle.

"Terryo Barrow! Former Marine Corps captain, he is that Colonel Lawrence's lackey!"

The captain hated this guy so much that the two of them had crossed paths a long time ago.

However, the captain at the time had no idea that this guy was a mole, so he let the guy go unintentionally, and was punished afterwards.

"Colonel Lawrence? The Army colonel who stole confidential military information and biological and chemical weapons?"

Sweep was stunned for a moment. After the captain said this, he finally remembered who that person was. He also had an impression of this person.

"Is this the Colonel Lawrence who lost two of General Ross's special teams?"

Sanderson had also heard about this incident, which caused an uproar throughout the base. Many current officers were investigated, and even he was not spared.

"It's him, Terrio Barrow. This guy is Lawrence's old subordinate. After he disappeared in Mexico a year ago, the CIA has been looking for him. Unexpectedly, he was allowed to hide in Libya!"

The captain also had some personal relations with the CIA. He had heard some gossip from friends before, but they didn't expect that they had been looking for him in Mexico for so long, and this man was no longer there long ago.