Great Power Reclamation

Something suddenly broke in the gorilla's heart. He had a connection with the president, a connection that was forged from his lack of ambition but also from the comradeship they had built through fighting in the midst of bullets and gunfire when they established this country.

But with the soldier's shot, everything disappeared. It turned out that the other party had never regarded him as a brother. To put it bluntly, he was just his dog.

The gorilla suddenly calmed down completely. He didn't have much brains, but he was definitely not stupid since he could get to where he is today.

There was a smile on his face, which made his teeth look particularly white and sparkled in the sunlight.

"Brother, I'm sorry, you guys are ignorant. I'll go back right away. I just wanted to come and see you. Please say hello to the president for me!"

The gorilla spoke very fluently, without any displeasure on his face, and even had a seductive smile on his face.

The company commander was pleased and waved his hand generously: "General, it's okay, I'm just following orders, we don't have any personal grudges."

The generals behind the gorilla were all filled with rage, but they were still loyal to the gorilla, so even though this boss had disappointed them terribly, they did not show any dissatisfaction.

The gorilla waved his hand, and everyone followed him and turned away without further ado.

In fact, their number was not less than the soldiers just now, but their weapons were inferior. They were all officers and had pistols, while the other soldiers were all equipped with submachine guns and machine guns.

If they really started fighting, it would definitely be a one-sided massacre. The gorilla was experienced in battle, and he could see that.

This place was not far from his mansion, so everyone walked here. When they returned to the mansion, the short and fat general looked at the tall general's body and suddenly burst into tears.

The gorilla yelled, "Shut the fuck up, crying is no use, avenge him!"

Everyone was shocked, and then they realized that the boss was not a coward, but was enduring humiliation.

They all stood up straight at once, staring at the gorilla intently, waiting for his orders.

The gorilla waved his hand and said, "Everyone, gather your troops and surround the presidential palace from all four directions. Don't let even a fly escape!"

Inside the presidential palace, the president was leaning on the sofa with a big belly and a gloomy face. The situation was complicated now, but he could reach this position, so he naturally had his courage and wisdom, and he was not too panicked.

Having experienced many storms and waves, he is not frightened by ordinary situations.

"report!"

The company commander just ran in with a smug look on his face. The president actually couldn't remember his name, but in order to make his presence felt, he came over to take credit.

  After the president heard the company commander's words, his expression changed for a while, but finally a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth:

"Well done! Once the army is expanded, I'll make you a battalion commander!"

The company commander stood at attention and spoke incoherently with excitement:

"Swear allegiance to His Excellency the President until death!"

The president waved his hand and said, "Keep alert, don't let even a fly in!"

The company commander went out with a joyful look on his face, but the president's face suddenly turned gloomy.

This bastard was so reckless that he actually dared to beat the big general to death. He knew that he was the gorilla's confidant.

He still has confidence in the gorilla. Although he is not his confidant, he will never rebel against him because he does not have the courage.

However, if the big guy died, the gorilla would definitely be angry and ashamed, after all, that was his brother whom he could trust with his life.

But the big guy never took him seriously and was only loyal to the gorilla, and he had long disliked him.

Since the incident had already happened, there was no point in being afraid. At most, he could dismiss the company commander and let him take the blame. The reason why he didn't do it now was because what he needed most at the moment was a loyal person like the company commander. Time passed by little by little, and he was waiting for a call. His garrison commander went to recruit soldiers. He was too impulsive to disband the First Division this time, and he regretted it a little.

The phone finally rang, and when it was connected, the head of the group spoke in a loud voice:

"President, 10,000 soldiers have been recruited and are waiting for your orders at any time!"

The president hesitated: "Are there any veterans?"

The captain hesitated for a moment, then replied: "Mr. President, the veterans are too inexperienced to command, but don't worry, they are all pirates, so their combat effectiveness is no problem!"

The president nodded and sighed, "Move them all over here, set up a cordon around the perimeter, and then practice on the spot."

The regiment commander agreed and began to assemble the troops. Due to the short time, they didn't have any military uniforms, and the ragged men were huddled together in a mess.

  The age difference is quite large, some are in their teens and some are already in their 50s. This can't be blamed on the leader, because time is short, so he can only shout among the refugees:

"Who wants to join the army? We will give you enough food!"

It took so much effort to get so many people together. If we had more time, we could at least adjust the age appropriately.

The head of the group led a group of people to the Presidential Palace in a chaotic manner, shouting along the way:

"We'll give you clothes and guns when you get there. Xima will give you enough!"

The refugees forced a dull smile on their faces, and they couldn't even remember how long it had been since they had a full meal.

Just as they walked a short distance, a group of soldiers stopped them, led by the short and fat general under the gorilla.

He waved his pistol and shouted, "Kill them all!"

Then there was a burst of gunfire, and the smiles on the faces of many of the refugees were completely frozen before they even faded.

Although the weapons of the short and fat general's men were poor, they had no problem massacring the unarmed poor.

In just a few minutes, a large number of refugees fell to the ground, and their blood dyed the street red.

The garrison commander cursed: "You bastard, these are the new soldiers I recruited for the president, don't you want to live?"

  The short and fat general fired a volley of bullets at him:

"I'm going to hit you. No one will leave alive today."

At this time, the refugees also reacted, screaming and running away. The scene was instantly in complete chaos, with people running around like headless flies, and many even rushed into the short and fat general's team, squeezing the soldiers all over the place.

Half an hour later, all the refugees who could escape had run away, leaving only corpses everywhere.

The short and fat general scolded the soldiers around him, beating and scolding them:

"You bastards, you've knocked me over a lot. I'll shoot you all in a minute. Hurry up and check if the garrison commander has been shot dead."

The soldiers began to search for the body in a noisy manner, but after searching for a long time, they could not find any trace of the commander.

The short and fat general cursed in disappointment: "This bastard got away with it. Brothers, follow me to attack the presidential palace!"

A typical characteristic of African armies is that they are good at fighting with the wind, and the winning side can chase the enemy for dozens of kilometers on foot.

The soldiers shouted and rushed towards the presidential palace with an unstoppable momentum. (End of this chapter)