Red Alert Somalia

ps: If there are no accidents, there will be seven shifts today, but it does not rule out that there are only six shifts.This is the first one.

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The flames of war were completely ignited. When the sky on the east began to turn white, this war, which was called an inevitable war, came quietly while people were still dreaming.

Except for the area occupied by Somalia, the remaining 400,000 square kilometers of Ethiopian land has become a pot of porridge in just a few hours.

Although there have been no human-sea wars in modern times, such wars still exist in Africa, and they are now being staged well in the Ethiopian war.

There are wars everywhere, and the number of people involved in the war has reached 600,000 to 700,000. The battlefield covers an area of ​​tens of thousands of square kilometers, directly affecting tens of millions of civilians.

The two sides were full of energy at the beginning of the war. In the sky, the Somali Air Force had more than 300 fighters to serve the war, and dozens of carrier-based aircraft of the Navy were not idle. The missiles on the warships were also vacated from the launch tube from time to time. Rise.All kinds of artillery shot across the sky alternately, like the dense meteorite rain, bringing blood and death.

The sky is already white, and real wars have just begun to sprout.

A large number of mercenaries have formed various teams. After getting their own equipment, they went to various battlefields in batches. They did not form a strong group force, but turned into small teams, like a needle, one team at the same time. To the battlefield, penetrate the enemy's defense with the sharpest sharpness.

"Boom!" A wave of air engulfed with countless flying steel engulfed the Eritrean infantry firepower spot a little further away, smeared with thick oil paint, and the combat clothing on his body was camouflaged with weeds, and all kinds of equipment were almost armed to the teeth. Lying under the ridge and shaking the mud all over, the Famas automatic rifle in his hand shot two three-pointers in succession.

"Offensive, offensive..." waving his arms.As the captain of this team, Pister yelled at the players behind him, and then rushed forward.

The engines of French amx-10p infantry fighting vehicles roared, and their tracks ran across the burning woods and cut fiercely between the fleeing Eritrean soldiers.The 20mm machine gun and 7.62mm machine gun on the roof of the car blasted the surroundings violently, and the panicking Eritrean soldiers were cut down by bullets.

The portable mortars carried by the soldiers in the rear were also powerful, and the shells exploded in the crowd.

This is a battle between the city of Mek'ele and the city of Majciou, after a night of offensive.The Eritrean First Army has successfully captured Mek'ele and continues to move south to attack the next southern city of Majjou.

The mercenaries who have rushed to the front line also joined the offensive team at this time, but they did not participate in the defensive war. For them, defense means waste.Piste's team volunteered to travel between the two cities.Specialize in ambushes.Before finding a suitable ambush site, I found this small temporary material transfer station.

The result is what everyone sees now. The mercenary captain Piste from France, with a group of comrades from the same regiment, attacked this transit station.

This mercenary squad is a bit of a misnomer, because the size of this squad is not small, except for more than two hundred soldiers who came to the French Air Cavalry Regiment to retired.There are also several armored vehicles accompanied, and the combat effectiveness is completely a battalion.And the members of this team, before they retired, they all came to the same place. They were elite paratroopers who served in the French Air Cavalry Regiment. This time they came here with a high hire fee. I like such a team and put these people together simply.And Pist.As a captain of the air cavalry regiment, he was the highest rank among them when he served, and he naturally became the captain.

The first battle of the mercenary squad went very smoothly, but after a few attacks, the small transfer station was quickly dropped.Under the cover of armored vehicles.Naturally there were no casualties.

The bodies of killed Eritrean soldiers and the wreckage of burning vehicles were everywhere. The unrecognizable grass was full of pitted craters and burning weeds, and the air was filled with a strong burnt smell.

Several amx-10p infantry fighting vehicles crushed various wreckages. The mercenaries with their butts on their shoulders followed behind the armored vehicles, watching the surroundings vigilantly. For those corpses caught in the tracks, among the muddy mud It was full of shocking scarlet, as if there was nothing.

For people like them, such a scene can no longer cause any waves in their hearts. When they were in Afghanistan, the scene they had seen was much bloodier than this scene.

Piste sat in the distance, looking at his comrades who were confirming whether the entire transfer station was completely destroyed, and he felt a little anxious.The fingers holding the cigarette, unconsciously exerted force, squeezed the cigarette flat.

He has been away from the battlefield for a while, and the battle just now consumed a lot of his mental and physical strength. He needs to adapt to this life again as soon as possible.And if you go back alive, you must also bring your comrades back alive.

The employment cost of two hundred and fifty thousand US dollars per person, paid in one lump sum, is a huge number for every retired soldier.Because this allows them to pay off their mortgage and let their families live a relaxed life.

Therefore, even though they had already left the battlefield, they couldn't help but pick up their weapons again.Perhaps some of them do not like the battlefield, but in order to fulfill their responsibilities as fathers and husbands, they chose this path.

One thing is certain. The higher the reward, the more dangerous the future. The two hundred and fifty thousand dollars that everyone gets are remitted to their own homes in the first time. They even dare not tell their family members that they What to do.In order not to let them worry about themselves.

Somalia is not a simple opponent. In choosing this path, many people are already prepared for death, and even suicide notes are already prepared.Piste is one of them. He has asked many French soldiers who participated in the Somali war, and he knows the tough side of Somali soldiers.It is a group of irrational lunatics plus war madmen. Such opponents are definitely not comparable to those extremists who carry guns.Absolutely more terrifying than any previous enemy.

The nature of this war actually left many mercenaries at a loss. Fortunately, they don't have to think carefully about it, and use money to eliminate disasters. This is their purpose in participating in this war.

Speaking of Africa, French people are very familiar, especially French soldiers, many of whom have served in military bases in Africa.The deepest impression on Africa is disease, poverty, AIDS, hunger, and the bloody sunrise and sunset.In Piste’s impression, this place is more like a place forgotten by God, where all sins are gathered.

For Africans, Piste is similar to every Frenchman. The self-righteous French always thinks he is the darling of God, the descendant of the most outstanding Japheth, and those Semites and Orientals are just These are inferior peoples. As for Africans, they are not humans at all, they are more like subhumans.The French, who have always considered themselves noble, almost have a pathological error in their understanding of many problems, and the root of this error is the French ignorance and arrogance.

Not far away, the team members signaled a safe gesture, Piste stood up and walked towards the final battlefield. Along the way, Eritrean soldiers were all shot dead. A small bullet hole passed through the chest, instantly Can kill people.

Many people always think that the dum bomb is extremely evil and destructive, and the pain caused to soldiers is extremely huge, so that in the "Hague Convention" signed in 1899, the third statement "Prohibition of entry" was used exclusively. "Deformation of the Body Deformation of the Bullet" has come to expressly prohibit the use of such warheads that are easy to expand or flatten after entering the human body.

But in fact, many countries have quietly exploited the loopholes in the declaration of this convention and developed other bullets similar to the killing effect of the dam bomb in disguise.For example, a 5.56mm projectile with a longer warhead can produce a serious rolling effect, thereby enlarging the wound surface. Another example is the use of a hollow tip warhead to increase damage. But the most evil is the French devel ammunition.

Objectively speaking, the devel ammunition is more destructive than the Dum ammunition.Because when this kind of warhead enters a soft target such as human tissue, under the action of the warhead's high-speed rotation, the Phillips screwdriver will twist all surrounding tissues like a meat grinder, and the shape of the Phillips screwdriver itself is reduced. The quality of the warhead means that the initial velocity and rotation speed of the warhead have been increased. When the cork marks the internal rotation, the torque is large and it is very easy to lose stability, which will cause the warhead to roll. Therefore, the devel ammunition’s killing effect is extremely impressive. horrifying.

The soldiers of the French Air Cavalry Regiment all use this ammunition. As long as they hit non-limbs, there is basically no possibility of survival.

Walking slowly among the bloody woodland with a gun, there are the corpses of bloody Vietnamese government soldiers everywhere. Pister almost resisted the vomiting desire of stomach churning, stepping on the bloody ground everywhere. To the dying soil.

At this moment, there are already mercenaries holding guns and smoking together, talking about the battle just now.I don't know who handed Pister a cigarette, and Pister didn't even see who handed the cigarette.After taking a sigh, the choking tobacco smell suddenly filled all those empty alveoli.

The annoying choking caused Pierre to cough painfully, and tears rolled down uncontrollably.Pister raised his hand and rubbed the tears on his face with the back of his dirty hand. The result was even more dirty. Pierre coughed in pain and burned half of his hand. The cigarette was thrown on the ground and crushed in the scarlet mud with combat boots.