During the battle, the enemy was cleaned up before they had time to recover the corpses, among which white and yellow men were found. ”

When Yang Pingfan heard this, he personally rushed to the corpse collection team, and there were a total of three corpses that were retrieved, two yellow and one white, and the soldiers could only recognize it, but Yang Pingfan could see at a glance that the two yellow people had obvious East Asian characteristics, and the Caucasian corpse had Caucasian characteristics.

The news reached Liu Yuan, and Yang Pingfan reported to him, "It seems that the situation is more complicated." ”

"What? mercenaries?"

"Yes,"

Yang Pingfan turned on the holographic projection and displayed the information of the three people, "I checked it on the brain network, these two Asians were fooled from China to join the Citi Army ten years ago, and this white man used to work in Central Asia, and only the mercenary organization can gather them." ”

Liu Yuan was interested, "Could it be the Gallic Foreign Legion?"

Yang Pingfan shook his head, "No, I asked Lao Guo, and he said that although the Gallic chicken has fallen, the Foreign Legion will not recruit such an old age." ”

"It seems that the situation is getting more and more interesting, you are in charge of the battlefield, I will do this. ”

Liu Yuan took care of everything, Yang Pingfan didn't say much, the officers below quickly adjusted their tactics, and used the method of squad infiltration to engage the rebels in the mountains in a short fight, and the results were remarkable, the Wehrmacht gradually approached and surrounded the last stronghold of the rebels, the city of Santa Maria, and the counterinsurgency war was about to enter the final decisive stage.

At the same time, Yang Pingfan also received news from Liu Yuan - the mercenaries in the rebels had found out that they belonged to the ZRT mercenary group.

"What's that?"

Liu Yuan looked at the information and read: "The International Strategic Resources Company, opened by a group of former South African special forces, is registered in the Bahamas, but since South Africa banned the existence of mercenary companies, their business has moved to Wudu, their business is very big, and their strength is also very strong, and it makes sense that the John Bull people paid them to intervene." ”

"Sounds awesome, how does it compare to Blackwater?"

"Compared to the black water and ZRT, it doesn't even deserve to lift the boots. ”

Liu Yuan's words were concise and to the point, and Yang Pingfan was very surprised, "No, Heishui is a company owned by Citi, and it is famous all over the world, and South Africans can also compare?"

"Blackwater is just good at attracting the attention of others, because they have a wide network in the Citigroup military circles, so they have taken a lot of military contracts, but compared to the quality of business and the difficulty of performing tasks, they are still inferior, so they only deserve to be called contractors, not mercenaries, ZRT is different, its predecessor is EO in South Africa, they help the legitimate government of Africa to fight, but the real employers are those multinational companies that exploit natural resources, such as De Beers Diamonds, North Sea oil and the like, such as the Sierra Leone war, the interim government at that time simply didn't have the money to hire EO to fight the rebels in the RUFF, but there was a company called Feeder Energy to guarantee the credit of the Sierra Leone government, EO's wages were actually paid by Feeder Energy, and when EO recaptured a diamond mine, Feeder Energy received 60% of its mining rights. ”

Yang Pingfan took a breath, "That's a bit difficult." ”

Liu Yuan disagreed, "Oh yes, the above ones are all found out by the mastermind, and the source of information from the mastermind in this area is still the Internet, you know." ”

Yang Pingfan knew what Liu Yuan was hinting at after a little thought, "I know, no matter how good a mercenary is, it is impossible for a mercenary to beat the regular army, wait for my good news." ”

The two people don't know, but when they are calculating the ZRT, the ZRT will soon give them a big surprise.

The Keyhole-13 reconnaissance satellite in low-earth orbit flew over Central Africa and took hundreds of photographs of the deployment of the Itavian Defense Forces, which were sent from the control center in North America to the CIA's Langley building in the shortest possible time, and from Langley to Zaire, a distant African continent.

Somewhere inland in Zaire, this is a ZRT camp with a huge area, well-equipped, and even an airstrip with a tall antenna that picks up messages from afar, which the computer converts into picture format, then prints them out and posts them on a tactical video board, where General Bill Gordon, the chief tactical executive of ZRT's Africa division, is making tactical arrangements for his officers.

"Girls, this time the job is relatively simple, Idavia has a few baboons who want to go up to the tree to pick peaches, and our task is to kick their red butts and let them know who has the final say. ”

The rude pronunciation made the room laugh, Gordon pressed down with his hands, signaling everyone to be quiet, "The Itavian Defense Forces have surrounded St. Mary's City, we will parachute behind their backs, kick their chrysanthemums hard, tear the encirclement, and consolidate St. Mary's City, so this operation I call the Inchon landing, do you have any problems?"

"Isn't it just a lesson to a few black-skinned monkeys, which is also called a problem?"

"Let's go, I'd like to come back for a drink. ”

"Girls, this time it was successful, everyone got enough money to go to the Mediterranean for a month, but I still want to say, safety first, mission second, you are all my good boys, I have to make a guarantee for your parents to bring you back safely. ”

The sensational words made the officers' expressions a little moved, and a young one even wiped his eyes secretly, and General Gordon was very satisfied with this method of mobilization, "Okay, take your boys, and get ready to board the plane." ”

A dozen mercenary officers, with hundreds of mercenaries of different skin colors and fully armed, rushed into the transport plane, and in a low roar, the huge fuselage of the C130 took off into the air and flew in the direction of Idavia.

The ZRT was full of confidence, knowing that Idavia had almost no air force, so it swaggered towards its destination, and when it arrived, the warning radar suddenly roared like a hen that had just laid eggs, and was locked by the fire control radar!

As an important part of the cooperation with the Ming Kingdom, military cooperation, and the introduction of equipment are routine operations, Yang Pingfan has long known that there are mercenaries who are coming to deliver food, and deliberately set up this ambush array.

The mercenaries, who were still making rude jokes in the cabin, were overwhelmed by the red warning and lights, and the captain's voice came from the radio speaker, and they immediately parachuted!

Guo Xiong personally operated a triangular attack drone, guided by radar, and quickly locked on to the target, no, the hatch of the transport plane seemed to be open, and paratroopers were being projected outward!

Guo Xiong was born in the military, and Yang Pingfan told him to fully understand that his attack on St. Mary's City had reached a critical stage, and the infrastructure in the British-occupied area was extremely backward.

Without the slightest hesitation, Guo Xiong sneered, released the lock of the weapon, and the green tracking frame on the display screen had turned into a red dead frame on the target, and the thumb pressed hard, and the air-to-air missile was launched.

The Red Arrow air-to-air missile made in the Ming Dynasty, which was used to deal with the latest stealth fighters, is now used to fight slow propeller transport aircraft, which is called the real knife killing chicken.

Guo Xiong could hear the sound of the enemy's dying struggle after being locked by the missile on the radio, but it was too late, and a few seconds later, the C130 turned into a ball of fireball, and the plane and nearly 100 elite paratroopers in the cabin all turned into a wisp of smoke in the sky.

In a secret camp somewhere in Zaire, General Bill Gordon got the news, he slammed his fist on the table, his bloodshot eyes widened, a C130 transport plane, a hundred elite paratroopers and three crew members, and ten commanders proficient in special operations, and it was gone!

Since its establishment, ZRT has never suffered such a big loss, more than 100 special forces, each of whom is the elite trained by General Gordon himself, and he knows everything about shooting and blasting special operations, and sometimes Gordon even feels that with this group of young men, he can easily capture a country.

Just when General Gordon was angry and hateful, and his heart was dripping blood, there was news from the headquarters that after the Idavian side ambushed his attack team, it was not enough, and he actually took the initiative to attack him, preparing to attack him.

After reading the news, Gordon laughed out loud angrily, God help me, if the enemy wants to touch the camp, then let them go and have no return, he arranged it overnight, and it was a mine and a sniper, and the camp was defended like an iron bucket, determined to let the other party spit it out.

In the early morning, an observation post lying on a large tree reported to General Gordon over a walkie-talkie that several aircraft of unknown type had flown in from the west, which seemed to be unmanned reconnaissance planes and cruise missiles. General Gordon, who was patrolling outside the camp, was shocked, whether it was a drone or a cruise missile, it was not something that a small country of Idavia's level could afford to play, could it be said that a certain big country had already begun to interfere? In that case, ZRT should not play, because it could not fight at all.

General Gordon hurriedly ordered the entire army to withdraw, but it was too late, and twenty cruise missiles smashed into the camp like dumplings, each carrying a 30-kilogram warhead, and 20 was 600 kilograms, and the camp suddenly turned into a sea of fire.

A few minutes later, General Gordon shook off the dust and tent fragments on his body and got up from the ground, the camp had been blown into a scorched earth, the head of the warlords who had been transferred to him in advance and commanded remotely was gone, and the large number of weapons and ammunition that had just been transported from the ZRT headquarters had also exploded, and the soldiers died without seeing the enemy's face, and now General Gordon had become a bare-bones commander again.

The other party used cruise missiles, which shows that the Ming country has intervened, and the mercenary organization is still playing a fart, and the angry and desperate General Gordon broke the news to European and American reporters that the Idavian side used the power of the Ming country to murder Zuan and hundreds of peace-loving soldiers with cruise missiles, which is not a normal belligerent behavior, but a crime, and he also called on the international community to pay attention to the expansion of Ming country's power in Africa and the destruction of democracy.