This is supposed to be the second large-scale appearance of Slavic paratroopers in Africa, after the 120,000-strong Ethiopian Army under the command of Soviet General Vasily Ivanovich Petrov in 1978 at the end of the Ogaden War between Ethiopia and Somalia.

The commander of the Somali army at that time was the leader of the Mogadishu warlord Aideed, who opposed the US military in 1991, and he was also a ruthless man, and in the face of modern attacks, he organized a line of fire overseers according to the ancient Somali custom: put machine guns behind the Somali soldiers in the engine room, and execute deserters on the spot, which barely stopped the offensive of the Ethiopian army.

But General Petrov then used the Soviet ace unit, the 76th Airborne Division, to carry out a strategic airborne landing 20 kilometers east of the Somali army's position - the Somali soldiers were surprised to see that a large number of "fair-skinned Ethiopian soldiers" launched an attack behind their backs, and many were sent to the west by Soviet paratroopers before they understood what was going on!

At that time, the Soviet airborne troops did a good job, and the panic of the "white-skinned Ethiopian paratroopers" wiped out the defense line of the Aideed Army in an instant, and the Somali defenders scrambled to flee to their borders (Somalia should be considered the invading side in this war, and Somalia was still quite capable of fighting at that time). Aideed was also put on a jeep by his own guards and fled in a hurry.

In just one day, about 3,000 Somali soldiers died on the battlefield, only a few such as Aideed escaped and returned home, and the Ethiopian army under the command of the Soviet general regained all the lost territory in seven days.

However, the Soviets stopped the Ethiopian army from moving further and did not allow them to cross the border, and the Ogaden War was largely over.

This Vasily Petrov was awarded the rank of Marshal of the Soviet Union in 1983 and lived until 2014, the penultimate among the Marshals of the Soviet Union to see the presence of Marx, and after him was left Marshal Dmitry Mofievich Yazov a lonely old tree.

The psychological pressure brought about by the large-scale airborne landing was enormous, and the original Somali army was shocked, not to mention the Rwandan government army in Niyamata, as long as the government army saw that scene, they panicked.

"The United Nations has sent troops!"

The news spread like a plague in the city, some people were frightened, some people cheered, but after the three sermons, the words would change greatly, and there were still many government troops and Hutu militias in the city who did not know the specific situation, and even the paratroopers outside the city were parachuted in which direction!

In the chaos, some government officers summoned their newly awakened subordinates to check on the situation, some wanted to leave the city in the opposite direction when they saw the scale of the parachute landing and their brains were alive, and some were just scurrying around the city like headless flies.

As soon as the Valery Serdyukov approached the city, he saw several pickup trucks and jeeps rushing out of a road, full of Rwandan government troops in various uniforms.

From a distance, there were armored vehicles, still blue berets, and the leading officers here wanted to get these peacekeepers out of the way - from afar they saw the blue berets on the heads of the paratroopers.

This one is shouting in non-standard French, and the other side...

I'm sorry, the people in the vanguard don't understand!

It's a bit difficult for Russians to learn English, but after all, many people understand something, and it will be so good that Rwandans will not die speaking French, and who will have nothing to do to go back and learn that.

After a brief confrontation, I don't know which government army idiot was nervous, or wanted to be brave, and the automatic rifle in his hand hit a shuttle indiscriminately.

Bullets flew into the sky, and ...

No more!

These paratroopers of the combined forces were all holding back the fire on the 3-kilometer road just now, and the corpses of those ordinary civilians were the fuse.

These brutes who will encounter this will generally fire the Rwandan government army first, and that's polite!

Hundreds of AKS-74s were fired at each other, and the combat qualities of the paratroopers were slippery; the 30-mm machine guns on the two BMD-2 paratrooper fighting vehicles fired at several opponents' vehicles in two bursts, and the 30-mm high-explosive shells accurately hit the target, and the human body danced and tore apart in the explosion and shrapnel!

Since there is an exchange of fire, then you're welcome, the standard Soviet squad and platoon assault formation advances forward and sweeps the entire city.

This is not Stalingrad, the opponent is not the German army of World War II, there is no such thing as "the kitchen is yours, I am in the living room, and the kitchen will be mine later".

It is more like chasing ducks, looking from the perspective of the gunboats that are still covering in the air, the paratroopers on this side are advancing and spreading along the roads in the city to the north like mercury, while the Rwandan forces on the other side are fleeing to the north in a swarm.

Run for your life, run that one faster than the other!

The efficiency of slaughtering their own civilians is far greater than that of mustaches, but how can the Rwandan government army, which is a layman in the civil war and a scum in the foreign war, meet the de facto "Soviet paratroopers"?

Anyway, these Hutu butchers don't know how to fight, not to mention the militia armed with machetes, so they hate their parents for giving birth to two legs...

The pilots, navigators, fire controllers, and gunners of the plane are like watching a condescending war movie, except that there are not many guns below, and it is purely a game of running and chasing.

Some of the Rwandans who fled drove and were Scuds, some were armed with guns, others were machetes, guns and colorful clothes, and these were supposed to be militiamen.

Look at the excitement, you still have enough fuel to go around for at least another 40 minutes, and you don't have to worry about anti-aircraft missiles underneath - now the threat of anti-aircraft machine guns is gone, and those Rwandans are running.

The people on the plane were relaxed, and it was less than ten minutes before their paratroopers entered the city, and some Rwandans ran out of the city, seeing that the first goal of occupying the city was about to be completed, and the captain's loud shout came from the headset in the helmet: "All attention, the order is coming, prepare to shoot!"

The Rwandan armed men who ran out of the city were all killed, those who were riding in cars, running, carrying guns, and carrying knives! Repeat, all of them were killed!"

When the order comes, then fight, such a task should not be too easy!

The gunners on the plane were basically Americans, and some of them participated in the US invasion of Granada in 1983, and they had to face the threat of anti-aircraft guns that time, and this time the goal was not too easy!

Two An-12s, or as the Americans are customary, this would call the AAn-12 attack aircraft into an arc attack course at an altitude of 800 meters and a distance of 1200 meters, and then fire!

Two Gsh-6-23 23mm 6-barrel rotary cannons were fixed on a special firing platform and directly controlled by the fire controller.

As for the two Yak-B 12.7mm Gatling guns, they can be connected in parallel with the on-board fire control system, or they can be operated manually by one gunner each.

This time, the targets were scattered, and the captain chose the mode of fire control and manual work together.

It's on attack course, and it's hailing in the sky!

The two AAn-12s circled in the sky, shells and bullets scraped like a waterfall towards ground targets, the cabin was filled with the smell of gunsmoke, and the gunners clearly saw the effect of their machine guns hitting the Rwandans in the form of barrages - no one could escape!

A single shot from a large-caliber machine gun bullet is a big hole, and as for being hit directly by a shell, it doesn't matter if you don't say it, it's not humanoid anyway!

In less than a minute, the crowded places were covered by bursts of steel waterfalls, and the scattered ones became the targets of large-caliber machine gun fire.

Within minutes, there was a ceasefire.

The ammunition is still there, but the target that is worth firing at is not available for the time being.

Just now, a few trucks ran relatively far, and one of the attack planes wanted to chase after it and open fire, but as soon as the captain had an idea, two Su-30s that were about to return at an altitude of 3,000 meters came down, and there was a rocket salvo in front of them!

Refreshing and clean.