technology king

Chapter 173 Night Attack on the Enemy Camp
In a canyon in the northwest mountains, in a camp of the Uratu Red Alliance Army.

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As the searchlights on the two sentry posts at the entrance of the camp went out, the entire camp was plunged into darkness, and then bursts of roars came from the darkness.

"Fuck, what's the situation! Why is there a sudden power outage?"

"Damn it, those bastards from the engineering team! They can't even maintain a generator!"

"Hurry up, labor and capital need electricity!"

"Calling Engineering... Fuck! My walkie-talkie is dead!"

"Eh? Mine are gone!"

"what's the situation?"

"Even the fucking radio is out of battery? Labor and management just installed new batteries yesterday!"

"Damn, something's wrong! Quickly, find someone to fix the generator!"

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The thugs in the camp soon realized that something was wrong, and the people who had stayed in their respective rooms also rushed out, holding guns in their hands, standing around the camp carefully.

"What's going on?" At this moment, there was a burst of angry shouting, and a burly young man with disheveled clothes walked out of a wooden house behind the camp with a naked woman in his arms.

Hearing this, the gangster looked at him when he got a little closer, and then his eyes turned green!

You must know that women are definitely a rare thing in this deep mountain and old forest. Except for a few big shots, no one else has the privilege of raising women in the camp, let alone a woman with such a good figure.

Ordinary thugs would go out to have a good time when they were on missions. However, many of them hadn't gone out for a long time.

But looking at it, even if they were burning with desire, they didn't dare to make up their minds with the woman in front of them, because she belonged to the No. [-] figure of the Uratu Red Alliance Army——Muhammad Azam!

You must know that this woman was a supermodel in the Arab Emirates before. She came from a wealthy family and was very expensive. Unfortunately, now, her eyes are dull, like a walking corpse, and she has completely become Muhammad Azamu's personal tool to vent his desire.

"Report to the army commander, the camp has a collective power outage, and the engineering team has already gone to repair the generator!"

In the Uratu Red Alliance Army, there is only one adult, but there are five army commanders.

"Power outage?" Azamu couldn't help frowning slightly, and after thinking for a while, he said, "Have you reported to the headquarters?"

"Report to the commander, the communication equipment is also unusable!"

"what?!"

Azamu was startled, and shouted angrily: "Quick, level one alert!"

After finishing speaking, he returned to his wooden house, threw the woman in his hand directly onto the wooden bed, put on his clothes, picked up an AK and rushed out.

da da... da da...

At this moment, there was a sudden sound in the sky, and soon, three helicopters with flashing signal lights appeared in everyone's sight.

"military helicopter!"

"Damn, enemy attack!"

"Attention everyone, enemy attack!"

There were bursts of roars in the camp!

"Damn it, you know it's weird." Azamu glanced at the three helicopters approaching in the air, and shouted sharply: "It's just three helicopters, brothers, hit me, shoot them down! "

Da da da……

In an instant, the camp was full of flames and noisy gunshots rang out.

However, it is no wonder that these machine guns can shoot helicopters hundreds of meters high!
"Damn it, I can't hit it, just wait until they get closer!" Azamu obviously realized this too, and shooting randomly like this is a waste of bullets.

But he had a good idea. Did he really think that these three armed helicopters were here for tourism?

Although the three armed helicopters were not equipped with missiles, each of them had a 12.7mm caliber heavy-duty machine gun fixed on the right hatch.

da da da... da da da...

Tongues of fire that were one meter long appeared from three helicopters at the same time, and armor-piercing projectiles that were enough to pierce steel plates within a distance of 500 meters poured down like a rain curtain, harvesting the lives of gangsters frantically!
"Quick! Take cover!"

The attack came too fast, and by the time the gangsters reacted, dozens of people had already fallen in the camp!

"Damn it, you guys, go to the ammunition depot to get the bazooka!" Azamu leaned against a fortification made of sandbags and ordered to the people around him with a grim expression.

"Yes, Commander!"

"Fuck you, a bunch of self-righteous Yankees want to take over my camp with three gunships? Go ahead!"

Yes, in fact, Azam still doesn’t know who is attacking them. In his mind, who else can sneak past their radar system and find their camp, except for the well-equipped US troops? ?

As for Anping Technology, forgive him for being simple-minded and not thinking about it at all!

Soon, the people who went to the arsenal came back carrying two rocket launchers, and also brought a large wooden box containing five rockets!
"go to hell!"

Azamu carried the bazooka on his shoulder, and roared from his mouth. Immediately, a flaming cannonball flew towards a helicopter!
"Rockets, dodge!"

Dangerous and dangerous, the helicopter avoided the rocket.

"Shit, move, move, don't make them a target!"

On the helicopter, the four guards urged the pilot. They knew their purpose very well. They were only here to contain and confuse the opponent. There was no need to fight to the death with the gangsters below. It would not be long before someone would come Clean them up!
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Similar battles took place almost simultaneously in the four camps of the Uratu Red Alliance Army. In fact, they still had a camp, but that camp was extremely small, with less than 100 soldiers stationed there. The sound of artillery fire, but the communication was interrupted. They didn't understand the situation at all, and they didn't dare to leave their posts without authorization. They were as anxious as ants on a hot pot.

And in the largest of these five camps, the camp that hollowed out the entire rock, the fighting was extremely fierce, and rockets were fired into the sky one after another.

But the people on the three helicopters are also very smart. They basically don't confront them head-on. They stay far away and only wait for their artillery fire to weaken before they step forward to provoke them. It makes people itch with hatred!
"My lord, please transfer immediately. This camp has been discovered by the enemy and it is not safe." In the huge stone cave, Albridge Baisher was sitting on a sofa chair with tiger leather feet, standing in front of him. Three burly bandits.

"Transfer?" Albridge Baishiel asked back with a gloomy face: "How to transfer? There are three armed helicopters hovering above your head. Are you asking me to go out and be a target?"

"This……"

"Damn it, if the ground-to-air defense system is not available, and the three shells are fired, none of them will be able to escape!"

"Okay Gudusi, don't talk about these useless things, think about how to send the adults away safely!"

"you……"

"My lord, you must go! Even if you take a risk, you have to go. Who knows if there are reinforcements behind the enemy. Now the three helicopters are holding us back. If their reinforcements arrive, we will be in trouble!"

Why didn't Abridge Baisheer understand this truth? Since he was in charge of the Uratu Red Alliance Army, this was the first time he encountered such a serious danger. It seemed that whether he defended or left, he was in danger of falling!

"Damn it, hell!" Albridge Baishiel was furious. "How did these bastards find us? There is still a way to remotely destroy our radar system!"

To go, or not to go?

Albridge Baishir was caught in a dilemma. Maybe the other party didn't have reinforcements at all, and didn't even know that he was here?
At least if he stayed in the cave, it was impossible for the artillery fire to spread to him, but when he got out of the cave, everything was hard to say!

Maybe everyone in the Uratu Red Alliance Army is not afraid of death, but he is the only one who is afraid!
He was afraid that his thirty years of hard work would be in vain, and that his path of ambition would come to an end!

What is Allah, what we are the chosen ones, even after death, our souls will not die, and we will fall into the arms of Allah!
fart!All that fucking fart!
That's just the rhetoric he used to educate a group of mindless men!

And he, Albridge Baishir, is an intellectual with two advanced degrees, a standard atheist!
(End of this chapter)