Red Alert Somalia

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"It's not a crime for men to cry, it's not a crime to cry, Frenchman, it's time to cry now!"

Putting down the telescope in his hand, Wang Shouquan said a little gloatingly, and then immediately knew via wireless communication: "Guys have withdrawn, ready to go to the next location to wait for new prey."

"Head, don't be busy, how is the battle going?"

"It's very brilliant. The first match is a complete victory. The Gallic Chicken is crying." Wang Shouquan said over the radio while packing his equipment. He did not forget to ridicule the French, and then reminded all the team members: "Remember. Stay and leave some small gifts for these French people. It is estimated that they will start searching. I pray that God bless them not crazy!"

"Yes."

Three armed mcv mercenaries with rifles on their backs were busy setting up broad-knife mines nearby. A camouflaged fishing line was pulled and fixed in the nearby fern grass. In the rules of war, whether it is armed mcv The mercenaries in China are also special forces in the Red Police Corps. They have always had the tradition of laying booby traps when retreating.A sniper holding a sniper rifle carefully retreated and made a safe gesture to Wang Shouquan.

"Okay, hurry up and retreat! There will be a show going on later, find a good place to enjoy it." Wang Shouquan pushed the Type 97 assault rifle in his hand to his shoulder and waved his hand.

With alternate cover, this group of mercenaries quickly disappeared into the depths of the jungle, leaving only a piece of sweet potatoes waiting for others to touch.And those French mercenaries who have suffered greatly.From the beginning to the end, he didn't even know how many enemies were, and he suffered extremely huge losses.It is even sadder.They didn't even see the shadow of the enemy.

At the gate of hell, when the smoke clears.The French mercenaries who had not boarded the infantry fighting vehicle suffered attacks from all directions in the explosion. Except for those lucky individuals, hundreds of soldiers had a probability of death or injury exceeding 90%. All the mercenaries in the car had scalp numb.

The grass was splattered with blood and minced meat everywhere, scattered with various pieces of corpses, and some of the pieces had the familiar military uniform on them.These people died the most miserable, directly on the ambush mine, and was instantly dismembered as the mine detonated.But compared to the corpses that have become colanders, their deaths are even more unacceptable, perhaps they didn't even know about death before.

Those French mercenaries who have not yet died can be called a combination of luck and misfortune.Fortunately, they were still alive and did not die in hell like other comrades in arms.Unfortunately.They have to endure unbearable pain.Although landmines did not take their lives, it made them very uncomfortable. Broken hands and feet are already considered light, and many people's bodies are almost broken.Hanging there in one breath.

"Everyone got off the car immediately, searched all the surrounding areas, and found all the targets. All shots were killed." Pister was already a little irrational. After getting off the car, he watched the bloody scene around him.Anger hits his forehead.

The rear doors of armored vehicles were opened, and the French mercenaries who got off looked at the front.One after another was stunned by such bloody scenes.

"Asshole, hurry up and search." Pister, who was sorting out the ammunition, looked at the stunned others and immediately shouted.Then via radio, he immediately asked for help from the mercenary headquarters: "We have been hit by a large area of ​​landmines, and a large number of soldiers have been injured. Please send rescue helicopters immediately. Repeat..."

"Please wait, the helicopter will arrive soon."

After getting a reply, Piste once again shouted at the surrounding team members: "Everyone, come with me, find out the damn Africans, and I will shave them alive."

Hearing Pister’s roar, all the French mercenaries reacted at this time. Many people immediately followed. The rest of the people looked at the pictures of the hell-like scene around them, and their hands and feet were slightly unwilling. .

If the demeanor embellished on this picture is African, then they will appreciate it very carefully, but this place is full of their own comrades in arms, and they are still chatting with each other just now. They were even at home with their wives and children a few days ago. Playing together, now there is not even a complete body.This kind of strong stimulation to the senses and spirit made them feel in a trance.

Before coming here, they didn't think about the danger of this trip, but they never expected to see such a cruel picture.Moreover, this picture was composed of their own people, which has a strong impact on their original confidence in their hearts.It is not that they have not experienced the war, and the difficult Afghanistan war has never made them feel like this.

Is it worth coming here for two hundred and fifty thousand dollars?The determination to die was shaken at this moment, and the fear in his heart spread like a tiger.

"Go search for Africans? Damn, who knows if they have planted other mines, damn it!" Some mercenaries who followed Piste muttered and cursed. Who can know if Africans have planted them? What about other minefields?This command is too stupid.

The butt of the Famas automatic rifle leaned on his shoulder, and Pisite slowed down specially. At this moment, the magazine in his rifle has been replaced with a Phillips screwdriver—devel bullets. He wants to use these bullets to crush these Africans. The human head.

However, the search scope has been expanded repeatedly, but nothing has been gained, and even no traces of spiders have been found. Such a clean ambush has made many France wonder whether the attack they have suffered was caused by those damn Africans. of.

From the explosion of landmines just now, they clearly saw a matrix system similar to that used by the United States in Iraq. This kind of landmine ambush system has not appeared even by the Somali army.Maybe the Chinese, those nasty yellow-skinned monkeys.At the thought of this, Piste couldn't help but shudder. If the Chinese army was really involved, then things would be troublesome.

"Captain, I didn't find anything. Did the African pigs retreat?" The report in the headset seemed so anxious, and the fearful search for the so-called "Africans" made these French soldiers on the verge of nervous breakdown.They are not fools, and they are definitely the elite of the elite who can complete such an ambush. They are most likely the elite special forces in the Somali army.Although they have come out of the baptism of war, there is still a big gap compared with those special elites who specialize in hiding and killing.

If it is as guessed, then things are bad.

Piste glanced at the slightly tense faces of all the team members around him, recalling the dead comrades, sighed in his heart, and the anger began to fade, and ordered: "Retreat! Those African pigs have already left."

"Retreat, retreat!" Hearing Pistor's order, a soldier carrying a communication radio quickly grabbed the microphone and called.

Piste glanced at the data terminal and suddenly cursed: "Damn, we are almost two kilometers away from the team!"

Picking up the binoculars and looking at the pictures of those in the convoy in the distance starting to treat his comrades, Piste put down the binoculars and turned around and the rays of the rising sun made his eyes a little dazzling.Looking at this slightly sloped place where he was, and thinking of the team behind him, damn it, Pister opened his eyes suddenly.

Standing on this high ground, through the aiming device of the FAMAS automatic rifle, you can clearly see your own convoy and the messy battlefield in the distance, and he said in his heart: "Those sneak attackers are likely to hide in their current place. I am still looking at myself from a distance."

"Attention everyone!" The strong sense of crisis that suddenly flashed in his mind made Piste feel cold in his hands and feet instantly.

Hearing his cry, all the mercenaries around him stopped one after another, looking at Piste with all doubts.

"Everyone, search carefully, this is very likely the place where the attacker is hiding." Piste shouted loudly.

All the mercenaries who changed color leisurely were taken aback, and they stopped the car instantly with the thought of going back.Almost as soon as Piste’s words fell, "Boom!" A group of light flames mixed with scattered weeds spewed up together, and plumes of smoke, soil and the deadly steel balls shot towards the face, "Landmine!" It was almost a strange cry that changed its pitch, and the huge explosion quickly swallowed the warning.

The splattering steel balls swept close to the turf like the autumn wind sweeping fallen leaves, and the smoke ball engulfing the kiss of death swallowed three or four mercenaries around him in a blink of an eye.

"My God!" Pister murmured, exclaiming, he was already shocked.

"Save people, save people quickly."

The other mercenaries who were awakened in shock hurriedly shouted in a panic and ran towards the explosion in a mess.

"Stop it all, pay attention to your feet." Just as Piste reacted, he hurriedly shouted.

The mercenaries who were in confusion immediately stopped their steps, yes, who knows if there are any other mines!And generally there are other cover mines next to booby mines.The mercenaries standing there look at me and I look at you, staring at each other. No one knows what the situation should be.

In the end, a few engineers came to determine the safety of the surrounding situation, they pulled up the comrades injured by the mine, and quickly returned to the convoy towards the convoy.

"Military doctor, military doctor, come here, he is dying..."

"Damn it, why the rescue helicopter hasn't arrived yet, we don't have bandages, and we ran out of morphine."

In the convoy of armored vehicles, all kinds of shouts were connected.

After Piste and the others came back, there was a sudden roar of aircraft engines in the distance, which attracted everyone's attention, and all eyes were focused on the source of the sound.In the morning sun, a beautifully-lined aircraft appeared from the horizon. Just when they were wondering what this aircraft they had never seen before, some sharp-eyed soldiers had already seen the open magazine under the belly of the aircraft.

"Airstrike..."

After two words, there was nothing left. There was only a continuous burst of violent explosions, five tons of explosives, and the entire team was obliterated under the precise placement.