Armed clan warriors are half-time soldiers whose usual task is to protect the property and safety of their clan, as well as to take care of their own cattle. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

It is a tradition that has been taking up arms and arming themselves for hundreds of thousands of years, and even newly formed countries cannot deprive them of the traditions handed down from their ancestors!

A few months ago, the earth king and the chief ordered the most elite warriors from several nearby small tribes to be trained by the allen chieftain warriors.

What group assault, squad platoon attack......

After three months, I realized that the battle could still be fought like this, and the tactics that had been used for hundreds of years before were compared to this scum!

The tactical quality of the warriors in these three months can almost be described as coming in by leaps and bounds, although there is no need to fight now, at least the tribe's ability to protect itself is a little higher, not to mention that the warriors who have participated in the training will be more respected when they return to the tribe.

The soldiers feel good about themselves, this has taken the hard work of Jiang Hongrong's 5 people!

5 trains 500 people, and he is still an African lazy man, and he can only use the big move of Huaxia to train recruits.

While making those guys in the back want to die, they finally trained a little bit - the earth king gave each instructor a rattan scepter representing rights, which stupid can be smoked directly, and the disobedient thorn can be used as a cow to smoke!

The results were okay, and the emergency assembly of 500 people at night took 12 minutes to complete the whole team and set off by car: the emergency assembly of the Chinese army at the battalion and company level was generally within 3 minutes during the day and 5 minutes at night......

The black buddies are simple, they all sleep in clothes, when they hear the emergency assembly number, a set of shoes (when they first came, many people were barefoot immortals), although their weapons and ammunition bags are varied, but they are all around each person, just hang it on your body.

As for the backpack, it's a bundle of blankets, but the individual is different, but the toothbrush has it, and it's always stuck in the pocket of the clothes.

This trip was lightly armed, with weapons and equipment and water bottles, which was much more efficient than the Chinese army, and the messy items were much less than those of the Chinese army.

This is an African tribal warrior, give them a gun and a knife, and a man can live for months in this wasteland, without even a lighter.

It's just those guns that rot.

One company for each of the four tribes, one platoon for each of them equipped with more than thirty AK47s, although second-hand, but well maintained, were sent by the "combined forces".

Under the deterrence of the scepter, the warriors already knew how to take care of their weapons, and they would not run out of magazines at the first pull of the trigger.

As for the other two platoons in each company, there are all kinds of equipment, and there are seven or eight kinds of single-shot rifles, and those who can use FAL rifles for twenty or thirty years are considered lucky.

But don't underestimate these people, as long as there is a little moonlight at night, these people can see farther than Jiang Hongrong and them in the wasteland. And if you only talk about marksmanship, almost all of them are first-class marksmen: people live with guns when they are not high, some people can even play the unique skill of hunting with bows and arrows, and there are warriors who have hunted lions with spears.

What they lack is discipline and tactical literacy, and Jiang Hongrong has made up for this shortcoming for them in three months, although it is a simplified version of simplification.

There was an iron pole between Jiang Hongrong and the driver, and a large-caliber machine gun with an extremely modern appearance was mounted on it: the W85 12.7 mm large-caliber machine gun.

This is the second-generation anti-aircraft machine gun developed by Huaxia, W is the meaning of foreign trade, but this W85 anti-aircraft machine gun is completely different from the Type 85 anti-aircraft machine gun that Jiang Hongrong came into contact with when he was a soldier!

The 85 type is a blow type, while the W85 style is a long-stroke conductive piston type. But one way or another, the gun is easy to use, and it is also equipped with an optical sight, the kind with an anti-aircraft function.

This kind of large-scale killing weapon was not given to the tribal armed forces, and there are still a lot of such "advanced equipment", just to let them see and familiarize themselves, and they didn't think that they could use it this time.

The driver is a Tswa man, who speaks English fluently, and can maintain a speed of 55 kilometers per hour.

The gravel road in this section is okay, and the truck behind it is also racing all the way, and it is not left behind after driving for more than half an hour.

The reports of the platoon commanders of each vehicle could be heard on the radio, and the fighters were in high spirits.

But then the road conditions start to deteriorate, the speed of the car has to slow down, and a few kilometers are the border.

The driver, Hook, ran through this section of the road, but after crossing the border, he could only know the general direction, and he had to rely on Jiang Hongrong, the instructor, to guide him.

Soon we arrived at the Limpopo River, it was winter, the river was very shallow, and the steel bridge above it was open, and there was no one to guard it, so I drove it straight over.

After a while, Jiang Hongrong's satellite phone rang, and as soon as it was connected, he heard the voice of the chief boss.

"Jiang Hongrong, I'm Zhang Nan, where are you going?"

Jiang Hongrong was a little excited, and hurriedly replied loudly: "Just crossed the boundary bridge, there are still 15 kilometers away!"

"You guys rushed to me along Highway 52, just now Boss Guan suspected that those eight lambs might have crossed the border from Zimbabwe, and they were retreating on foot.

You have a battalion there, get me a pocket array to ambush. ”

Hearing this, Jiang Hongrong hurriedly said, "Boss, those eight lambs are going to run?"

The voice on the phone was not small, and I heard Zhang Nan say arrogantly there: "I'm already running, but it's still a few kilometers away from Highway 52, you can block it."

Also, those Wang Ba have night vision capabilities, Soviet-style night vision sights, about 200 meters, don't capsize in the gutter.

Use the walkie-talkie within 10 kilometers so as not to cause accidental injury, the airborne troops may arrive a few minutes before you. ”

"Understand the boss!"

As soon as the phone hung up, he shouted into the intercom: "Follow us, turn left at the intersection of Highway 1 in front of you and enter Highway 52, and get off after 15 kilometers to establish an ambush circle."

The opponent's part has 200-meter night vision, don't be careless!"

It doesn't matter, there is a moon in the sky, and these soldiers are all night cats, and they can see a figure from two or three hundred meters away in the wasteland.

Why is Zhang Nan arrogant?

Because they have the strongest fighters, and the best night vision equipment that private armies can get.

...... 50 minutes ago

Guan Boss took 6 people to the west to reconnoiter 500 meters, but he didn't find a single person, and immediately turned to the northeast: Li Panfeng was there in the south of the camp, and they couldn't rush over at once after a sneak attack.

And the northeast is close to the border, where it is possible for the other side to assemble.

All 7 people are equipped with FAL automatic rifles, not only everyone has helmet-type river infrared and low-light binoculars night vision, Guan Xingquan and Liu Wendong's guns are also equipped with second-generation infrared sights, and the range is almost 350 meters!

After running another 500 meters, Kwan Xingquan motioned for everyone to stand on guard.

Whispered: "About 600 meters, the two-person group is fanned apart, 30 meters apart, and after entering the distance of 250 meters, fire freely!"

Wen Dong, don't let a car run away, kill all the tires for me!"

Randy whispered "Understood".

There is a strong infrared image 600 meters away, which is a lot of cars, and the infrared signal is much stronger than that of people.

When passing by the small river just now, Guan Boss and the others made themselves mud monkeys to prevent the other party from having infrared night vision devices in addition to low-light night vision equipment.

Guan Xingquan acted alone, in the middle of the three groups, using those sparse trees and weeds sixty or seventy centimeters high as cover, and soon touched a distance of about 250 meters.

Flip the night vision device on the helmet up, pick up the rifle, and through the triple infrared scope on the top, you can clearly spot seven or eight trucks and two small cars, and there are more than 150 attackers scattered around the guard.

Without giving a verbal order, relying on a tree with a diameter of 40 centimeters at breast height, Kwan Xingquan adjusted the rifle to a single-shot state, aimed at one of them and pulled the trigger!

The crisp sound of gunfire was an order, and in an instant the other six people opened fire almost at the same time, and all of them fired in a single shot.

In the seconds after the first pull of the trigger, Kwan Xingquan clearly saw that the target was thrown backwards.

It's good, the gun is aimed to zero no problem.

And then it's one shot at a second!

Guan Boss half-crouched, quickly aimed at the change target, and emptied a 20-round magazine in 20 seconds.

Quickly change magazines and give the command, "Hold formation, move forward!"

21 of the 20 bullets fell, and the strings of sugar gourds appeared.

This kind of rapid and accurate shooting is not one person, and even if the others miss, they will all kill at least seventy or eighty!

This is a total one-sided slaughter!

The attacker was blinded at once, and those who wanted to drive away were either killed or the tires of the car were burst!

I've never seen such a fierce opponent, and the people around me fall down several times a second, and they can't escape the bullets even if they lie down and want to find cover!

What's worse is that the other party didn't use tracer bullets at all, and he only knew a general direction if he wanted to fight back!