The strongest mercenary across the line of fire

The Gambian Marine Corps, surrounded by layers of Fula armed forces, shrank into a three-layer defense circle. The outermost layer relied on trees to fight back, the second layer used various bunkers on the pier to shoot, and the last layer shrank together to form a defensive circle. Kale is the center guard, and they want to protect the safety of Mekale.

"Assault! Assault!" Mekal roared violently holding a gun in one hand, pushing aside the soldiers in front of him and rushing forward.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!" Mekal, who jumped out of the circle, rushed forward, followed closely by the soldiers behind him.

As the commander-in-chief of the Marine Corps, Mecale looked like an African lion. He fired a few precise shots from his gun to kill several Fula soldiers, and stretched out his left hand to tear off the navy uniform on his upper body.

With a "chi", the sturdy uniform was torn into two halves, exposing Mekal's naked upper body covered with scars.These large and small wounds almost covered his upper body, and there were seven or eight gunshot wounds alone.

Against the backdrop of the wound, Mekal looked even more unruly and wild.

An army led by a male lion can only be a male lion, and will never become a sheep.

"Aooooooo..." Seeing the commander rushing to the front, these marines uttered wailing sounds, and imitated Mekal's movements and tore off their shirts, exposing their dark and strong muscles to carry out the crazily assault .

"Puff puff……"

The sound of the warhead entering the body reverberated in the air, and the bodies of several soldiers who assaulted at the front shook violently. Then, under the penetrating force of the warhead, their feet left the ground and fell heavily on the ground.

Blood gushed out from the bullet holes in their bodies, staining the ground red.

But death didn't make the group of soldiers trained by Mekal retreat. On the contrary, after seeing the blood and death of their own people, the wildness in their hearts was aroused to a greater extent, and they turned to rush forward even more crazily.

Several grenades were thrown from the hands of the Fula soldiers, and dropped to the feet of the marine soldiers in an arc.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!..."

There was an explosion, and the shrapnel from the grenade screamed and shot around, penetrating into the bodies of one soldier after another.The sound of shrapnel shattering continued to be heard, and Mekal's marines were killed and injured again.

At this time, the armed forces of the Fula ethnic group occupied the village, using the ubiquitous houses and bunkers in the village to start a fierce battle with the Gambian marines.The superiority of the terrain determines that they have an absolute advantage in the battle. As the battle does not progress, the Fula armed forces from other places continue to come for reinforcements.

However, the Gambian Marine Corps had no choice but to tear a bloody hole and break through when the terrain was defeated and there was no reinforcements.This time, Mekal brought nearly [-] marines into battle, more than half of the Gambian marines, and could not call for reinforcements.Because the remaining troops have to be responsible for the security of the capital Banjul Harbor and Yahya, there is simply no way to spare extra troops.

"Assault! Continue to assault!" Mekal yelled wildly. He pulled out a shrapnel in his abdomen, wiped a handful of blood on his mouth, and stretched out his tongue to lick it.There were strange flames dancing in his eyes, and his face was extremely ferocious.

"Puff puff... Boom! Boom! Boom!..."

The heroic marines carried out a frenzied assault without fear of death, but the armed forces of the Fula tribe were very weak in the face of the superior terrain.The soldiers were shot and fell one by one. In a short period of time, there were dozens of corpses on the ground.

Mekal began to regret, regretting that after massacring the village, he did not burn the village with a fire, and lost this offensive and defensive position.But this is not his fault, no one thought that the warship would be attacked, otherwise such a problem would not have happened.

"Da da da da da da..." There was a dull sound of heavy machine guns, and the assaulting Gambian marines were swept away again, unable to move an inch.

The Fula soldiers set up an old Maxim heavy machine gun at the entrance of the village, blocking the Marine Corps' assault.

With the group firing of warheads, the Gambian Marine Corps soldiers were bathed in a hail of bullets.

A Fula soldier climbed up on the house in the center of the village. After climbing up, the soldier carried a personal rocket launcher on his shoulder and aimed at Mekal's position.

With a "boom", the rocket roared towards Mekal, and at the same time, the rocket man's head was pierced by a bullet, and he rolled down heavily.

Mekal, who found the rocketman, raised his gun to kill him without hesitation, and then shot at the rocket, aiming to blow it up in the air.

"Bang! Bang!..." Mekal calmly stood on the spot and raised his gun to shoot. His eyes were filled with a cold beast light, like a god of war standing there.

"Boom!" With a sound, a flame rose in midair, and the rocket was hit by the warhead nearly 100 meters in front of Mekal.Shrapnel splattered, and the burning hot air surged around under the force of the explosion.

"Phew..." The heat wave rolled up the leaves and rolled up Mekale's regular pants.

There was a hint of doubt in the eyes of Mekal who stood there, but the doubt quickly disappeared.It was not the bullet in his gun that caused the rocket to explode, but a sniper round from behind. He heard the sound of a sniper rifle on the other side of the river behind him, which meant that someone was helping him.

"Pick up the corpse and continue the assault!" Mekal grabbed a corpse in front of him, and walked forward step by step.

After receiving Mekal's order, the other soldiers grabbed the corpses of their companions and continued to charge against them.

"Puff puff puff..." The Maxim heavy machine gun continued to roar, and the ejected bullets hit the corpse, blooming brilliant blood flowers one after another.

It's just that the bullet can't complete the penetration after hitting the corpse. The penetration of this ancient Maxim heavy machine gun is not good, and it will lose its due effect immediately after the opponent uses this method.

Hundreds of Gambian marines pushed forward against the dead bodies of their companions. None of them retreated, because Mekal was right in front. As long as Mekal was not dead, they had no reason to retreat.

"Boss, why do you want to help Mekal?"

"Because he can easily dodge that rocket."

Facing the inquiries from his teammates, Zhao Ziyang explained to them.

The rocket was blown up by Pandora's long-range sniper, and it was sold as a favor to Mekal.The reason is that Mekal was able to dodge this rocket, even though he was surrounded by soldiers and trees, but if a person like Mekal wanted to survive, he would never be stingy with his soldiers, he would definitely use his own The soldier blocked the rocket for himself, but he avoided it smoothly.

The main reason is that Pandora's position could not lock on Mekal just now, and there are dozens of soldiers behind the opponent, covering his deadly parts layer by layer, otherwise the sniper bullet should fall on Mekal's head and kill him. His head exploded.

"The Chinese are really troublesome." Omo muttered, but he didn't have any objections. Fighting with Zhao Ziyang made him feel more comfortable than fighting with Black Hawk before.

When the black eagle is around, they always need their brains, but Zhao Ziyang doesn't need them to use their brains. You just need to fight according to the order, and don't worry about the rest.This is exactly in line with the idea of ​​Omo, a war madman, so he accepts it happily.

"Get ready to swim." Zhao Ziyang snapped his fingers and said to Omo, "It's up to you."

"Quak quack quack quack..." Omo laughed strangely, slapped the heavy machine gun in his hand and licked his tongue, a bloodthirsty murderous aura emerged from him.

"Plop! Plop!..."

A group of people jumped into the Gambia River, let the river rush them half a mile out of water and land, then swam to the shore, and detoured in from the west side of the battle circle between the Fula tribe and the Gambian Marine Corps, preparing to attack the Fula tribe.

Pandora's sniper rifle never left Mekal, she was looking for an opportunity to kill this guy.After witnessing Mekal's battle, they already regarded Mekal as a difficult opponent.

The battle was still going on. After losing hundreds of corpses, the marines led by Mekal finally managed to break into the village controlled by the Fula tribe and began to fight in a real sense.The corpses they used to attack had long since been riddled with holes, and were thrown on the ground without mercy.

"Soldiers, go!" Mekal let out a high-pitched roar, holding guns in both hands and shooting at Maxim's heavy hitter.

"Bang! Bang!"

The machine gunner and the sub-machine gunner fell to the ground with a bang, and after the opponent successfully rushed in front of them, the heavy machine gun completely lost its effect.

Two marines immediately replaced the two dead machine gunners of the Fula tribe, turned their guns and fired wildly into the village.

"Da da da da..." The warheads fired uninterruptedly at the weak house and at the Fula soldiers hiding inside.

At this moment, Mekal twitched his nose vigorously, his face full of suspicion.When his face turned to the base of the Maxim machine gun, he finally revealed his astonishment and shock: Explosives!The base of the machine gun stores at least hundreds of kilograms of explosives!

"Lie down!"

After shouting, Mekal's body slammed to the side fiercely, and after running tens of meters, the whole person leaped high and rushed to the ground.

There was a violent explosion like the roar of an ancient beast, the ground shook like an earthquake, the houses in the village began to collapse under the load, and the surrounding trees twisted their branches and leaves and groaned in pain.

"Boom!"

The flames soared into the sky, and accompanied by an earthquake-like explosion, a ball of black gunpowder smoke burst out from the base at the center of the explosion, supporting the black and red flames to rise upwards.

Time stood still, and only the flames of the explosion broke free from the shackles of still time and continued on.

When the flame rose to the top of more than ten meters, an incomparably violent heat wave swept from the center of the explosion, and all substances within a radius of ten meters were melted in this heat wave.

"Huh..." The strong wind rolled up, and stones and shrapnel made a sharp roar and shot at the surrounding Gambian marines.

"Chi Chi Chi..." The shrapnel stones hit the soldiers' bodies mercilessly. The fragility of the human body was revealed at this moment. Break their bones, shrapnel easily cut their bodies.

After cutting open their bodies, they rushed into the woods again arrogantly, kicking off the branches and leaves of the trees like a razor.

All this is not over yet, as the shrapnel and stones slid across, the most terrifying scene appeared: countless triangular nails covering the sky and covering the Gambian Marine Corps soldiers, driven by the air energy erupted by hundreds of kilograms of explosives Break through the air and sing a dirge of death...

"Ah! Ah!..."

"Aww! Ah!..."

"Pfft! Pfft! Pfft! Pfft!..."

The wailing of the soldiers sounded in an instant, and then disappeared in an instant, leaving a deathly silence.

The whole field is filled with the corpses of the Marine Corps filled with triangular nails, and countless triangular nails almost wiped out their entire army.Few survived. In this battle, the marines led by Mekal were completely lost, and the Gambian National Army suffered unprecedented losses!