Chapter 418

From the landing point, our team was the farthest, so when we arrived, the other teams had gathered there. Several wounded were carried by our companions. We didn't talk nonsense. We jumped into the prepared speedboat, pulled off the camouflage canvas, started the ship and turned around and ran away.

There are many rebels chasing on the shore. Those who use AK are OK and have weak firepower. We can ignore him, but several planes behind military jeeps are dying at 50. Bright lights bite us and attack several speedboats.

"A pool of mud, kill them quickly." Sanmei, who was sailing, shouted to me while holding the steering wheel.

"De Ling" I promised. I unloaded the sniper gun from my back and put it in the stern. The ship shook so much that I couldn't shoot accurately, but a target as big as a jeep would never miss it. I shot a few shots and blew up one of its fuel tanks. The heavy machine gun operator who was shooting on the car was suddenly overturned on the ground by the explosion. I didn't see whether he fell dead or not.

When I was about to solve the second one, the sniper of the Foreign Legion also began to shoot. I went to deal with the third one. After knocking down these heavy machine guns, I could no longer threaten our firepower. After several helicopters flew up, they were locked by the javelin brought by the foreign legion, and immediately flew back to the back of the buildings in the urban area. After throwing off the line, we rushed down the river, picked up our helicopter at the designated location, and returned to the camp provided by the government army.

We thought it was embarrassing that we missed. When we talked on the way back, we were balanced again. It turned out that these people didn't succeed. These rebel leaders left secret channels in their homes or offices, as if they had been uniformly trained by someone.

After hearing the news, we looked at each other and thought it was the idea of the evil spirit behind us. It seems that this guy is really difficult to deal with.

After the plane returned to the government controlled city of Ilebo, a group of us returned to the medical team from the airport. After all, Po gave us the task of protecting these people.

After watching the behavior of these people, I deeply feel that it is right for Po to send us. These people actually retain the little kindness left in the current people. When they arrive here, they sleep for a few hours and continue to operate on the wounded among the refugees, or distribute malaria prevention drugs to the people in the refugee camp. They are busy inside and outside.

Before we came back, brother donkey was busy with them. When he saw us, he immediately ran over and sighed, "dead monkeys, these people are so poor."

"Oh, your soul is back. You know you have pity on others. After seeing something worse than yourself, you feel much more comfortable?" old black grinned and joked.

After brother donkey came out of his sadness, the first thing was to continue to give us science: "this is not who is worse than who. According to Maslow's five-level theory of human needs, they are safe, fed and clothed..."

Before brother donkey finished, Lao Hei made a crazy expression, turned back and shouted at me: "dead monkey, come and see, this stubborn donkey is stupid and sick, and the madness has happened again. If you don't care about him, I'll do it myself?"

These two people are like eight character criminals. One likes to move his mouth and the other likes to start. I'm too lazy to mix them. Paul dragged a camping chair out of the tent they provided, and began to look at the photos found in seif's bedroom in the sun.

This is undoubtedly the kind of tiger head copper coin, but it is not the one I have. The hollowed out patterns at the tiger mouth are somewhat different. You can find it with a little attention.

Brother donkey saw me looking at the photos and gathered together to follow the research. Jin Lihua had been in Congo for a long time before. Some acquaintances in these medical teams took San Mei to help, and the other brothers returned to the tent to rest.

"This is not your" donkey brother also saw the same problem.

"Yes, in the information stolen from the French auction company last time, it was also mentioned that there was such a copper coin and a map, but it didn't indicate who it was sold to." I recalled the information at that time.

While I was discussing with brother donkey around the photo, a sharp alarm sounded throughout the refugee camp. At the same time, the loudspeaker began to broadcast, telling everyone not to panic, pack up their things immediately, and the government troops will take them to move soon.

The refugee camp was originally crowded and messy. In this way, it was more like blowing up a chicken nest. Soldiers in camouflage clothes ran down, and the refugees were panicked. However, they had adapted to this life for a long time in the war. Immediately, adults gathered together with children and the commanders of the government forces.

"What happened?" I asked, holding a government army.

"The rebels, they are coming, and there are planes and tanks. There are too few people here. They want to retreat to the capital Kinshasa." the black soldier said and hurried away.

"No, the government army is so useless?" donkey brother was a little incredible, and Lao hei and shopkeeper Qian both ran outside the tent with weapons.

When the camp was in a mess, suddenly there was a sharp whistle in the air. Several of us experienced shouted: "artillery attack, get down!"

We also fell to the ground one after another according to the people around us. Old black side listened to the sound of shells tearing the air and comforted us: "don't worry, it didn't hit this way."

Lao Hei's mercenaries for so many years are really not in vain. The voice is still fading. A dense and huge explosion came from the southeast of the refugee camp, and the ground trembled. Although I have not experienced shelling, I feel that this should be a heavy gun with a caliber of more than 120mm. We can feel it from so far away, Needless to say, it must be a hell on earth.

"How? I'm not talking nonsense." Lao Hei was also very satisfied with his ability to predict the impact point of the shell and smiled proudly.

The donkey brother, whose head was pressed by me, raised his body, looked in the direction of the shelling and said, "guys, we seem to be happy too early. If I remember correctly, it seems to be the barracks of the government army over there."

"Fuck me" everyone who heard this jumped up and ran to the shelled place. You know, if the government army died, even if we were covered with iron, we could not protect the safety of these medical workers and refugees.

During the period when we ran there, two rounds of raindrops of shells continued to fall on the barracks and parking lot of the government army. When we got there, we only saw bodies everywhere and vehicles with only shelves burned. Even the people in the armored vehicles were not spared and were shocked to death.

In the whole shelled area, there were only black and red meat on the ground. There were bullet holes and broken meat everywhere. There was disgusting whistle smoke and the smell of charred meat floating in the air. Some dying people were still moaning, others were injured their internal organs and were spitting blood. The rest could not be saved. Most of them stopped after spitting a few mouthfuls.

Less than half of the government troops who survived the shelling are organizing several howitzers and large-diameter mortars to fight back. The French Foreign Legion also took off some armed helicopters and rushed in the direction of the shells. The remaining infantry are also quickly combined under the command of the officers.

The leading officer listened to the radio. After listening to it for a while, his opponent shouted, "there are rebel tanks in the south, one row, two rows, block them for 20 minutes."

“Yes,

Sir "includes two platoon leaders who carried out assault missions with us yesterday. They took their men and ran to the south of the camp with several at4 anti tank rockets. Several remaining government tanks also drove past, and there was a sound of intensive exchange of fire. From time to time, shells flew into the city of Ilebo, and we huddled behind a row of sandbags to discuss.

"What shall we do?" Lao Hei's eyes slipped wildly, but seeing what he meant, he wanted to go to war with more ingredients.

"But we don't have anti tank weapons? We're not dead when we go," shopkeeper Qian warned.

"It's better to fight soy sauce. We can deal with infantry and armored vehicles and create conditions for those who fight tanks." I changed a box of armor piercing incendiary bombs for the sniper gun and told the commander of the Foreign Legion that we went to help and told their people not to be injured by mistake. The radio frequency is coming.

"Well, sister Sanmei, me and this stubborn donkey retreat with the medical team and send them away. We'll drive to pick you up," Jin Lihua said, pointing to the camp of the medical team.

"OK," I nodded. The brothers ran behind the Foreign Legion in the crossfire area.

Due to the war and other reasons, the scale of cities in Congo has never developed. It is not far from the east to the south of the city. When we arrived, the government forces and rebels were fighting in full swing. The scene was bloody and even the old and black were pale.

The government forces and the French Foreign Legion are on the defensive. Their number is less than one-third of that of the rebels, but they can hold on temporarily through buildings, several tanks and several heavy guns.

There are a large number of rebels, about four or five regiments, who are frantically attacking. The whole is like a tide. These people have a variety of weapons and different clothes, but they have a common feature, that is, they are really not afraid of death. They howl and charge while shooting, and the machine guns of government troops and Foreign Legions kill them in pieces without stopping, Their artillery was still shooting in the distance, and several old-fashioned T-series tanks were parked on the line of fire between the two armies, but now they were abandoned there, either smoking or on fire.

We found a four story building behind the government defense line and drilled in. Lao hei and they went up on the roof, lay on the ground and set up their weapons respectively. I went to the third floor to find a hidden place to do sniper positions.

"They? Isn't it a little strange?" old black looked back and forth at the exchange area with a telescope.

"Indeed, it's more crazy than you." shopkeeper Qian mounted hk23, pulled the bullet on the top of the gun and started shooting.

"I was brave, not crazy." Lao Hei also opened fire.

I was armed with a sniper gun and didn't find a valuable target for the time being, but I did see that the rebels who charged were wrong, like being dizzy with drugs. I didn't know the pain in my arm when I was shot off by bullets, and I had to continue to attack when I shot with one hand.

Behind these people, the enemy's five tanks were in a wild goose shaped queue, with some armored personnel carriers sandwiched between them, passing over the rebel bodies killed by intensive fire. Once the tanks passed, these bodies were crushed like meat mud. It could not be seen that they were still individuals just now, their bones were broken into pieces, and the bodies were pressed into the ground. It is estimated that when the bodies are collected, You have to lift them off the ground with an engineer's shovel, if someone goes to collect their bodies.

But the shells from the top of my head told me that it was not time to consider collecting the bodies of the enemy. If this posture was not good, it was someone else who collected the bodies for us, so I cheered up, stared at the sight, locked the first target and went into battle