Chapter 50: Embracing the Grass to Catch the Rabbit

Illiguo, outskirts of Tikrit.

Song Heping crawled onto a small mound with the low posture of a snake.

It must be said, night-vision goggles are a great thing.

The high-end product, exclusively used by the Special Forces of the United States, could still make out the surroundings clearly even under such dark conditions without light.

"Queen, are you in position yet?"

"In position, but this godforsaken place... there's not a single good spot!"

Queen complained softly over the channel, her words peppered with a few cursing Russian words.

Song Heping had never met a woman who cursed so much.

He didn't know what White Bear saw in her.

The "Musician" Mercenary Group had left the vehicle two kilometers away, then dismounted the M2HB from the Humvee along with the ammunition and carried it near this farm, and took two RPG rocket launchers that were also on the Humvee, planning to use them as heavy firepower support.