Atlon Oasis.
Song Heping welcomed Team A returning from Chad here.
Jiang Feng did an excellent job this time.
"Old Squad Leader, take a look at these photos."
He took out his phone, pulled up the photos and videos he had taken, and showed them to Song Heping.
Song Heping, holding a bottle of mineral water, drank calmly while admiring the tactical results of his deployment.
In the video, the joint CIA frontline command camp was littered with bodies, communication equipment, and supplies scattered everywhere, which was clearly recorded by Jiang Feng during his clean-up of the battlefield.
"Damn it!"
Song Heping suddenly remembered something.
"Did you disinfect it?"
"Of course!"
Jiang Feng said, "I value my life, you know!"
The camp had been attacked by mortar shells loaded with thorium-232 powder, and anyone entering the camp would be contaminated with radioactive dust.
