"We surrender ......"

When the bald man with camouflage on his face and the second dog swaggered over like this, his right index finger was on the trigger of the 81 light machine gun, and fine beads of sweat even appeared on his forehead.

As soon as something happens to the bald man, he pulls the trigger and sends these bastards to hell.

The bald man explained that he was paying attention behind him, where did he still have the heart to pay attention to the back at this time?

What he didn't expect was that more than a dozen Chadian soldiers just dropped their guns in their hands and knelt on the ground with their heads in their hands, and the leader shouted surrender.

How easy was this battle?

"Is everyone here?" the bald man did not expect that the other party did not speak French or English, but actually spoke Russian.

Immediately asked in Russian.

Cagama nodded hurriedly and said in Russian, "Our people are here, we are just ordered to stay here......"

"Be honest with me, everyone throw away all the weapons on their bodies and squat together......" The bald man did not talk nonsense, and ordered directly in Russian.

The dozen or so Chadian soldiers didn't seem to realize that there were far more of them than the two in front of them, and they didn't have the slightest intention of resisting, and even Cagama threw the pistol he was carrying to the ground, and turned his pocket over, indicating that he had no weapons.

The other Chadian soldiers did the same, and had no intention of resisting.

"Ergou, let Xiaochuan come over, the kid probably can't take care of his back, and he doesn't know that Chrysanthemum was stabbed. After seeing that the Chadian soldiers were all gathered together, the bald man beckoned to Li Xiaochuan in the distance, but Li Xiaochuan didn't come over at all, so he could only ask Ergou to come over and call him over.

The Mi-25 helicopter gunship next to it stood silently, as if it had nothing to do with it.

In the nearby hill, the American special operations team and the Sergei team are still facing each other.

Neither side came forward and did not shoot.

"Boss, it's not a way to go on like this, why don't we stab the Americans?" one of the team members stopped when he heard the messy gunfire behind him, and suggested to the squad leader.

The current situation is not a good thing.

The U.S. has good relations with France, and once the CIA knows about it, the French will definitely send their garrisons, which will attract more Chadian troops.

The river crab mercenary group and the Sergei squad fighting away from home couldn't bear it.

"Sniper, give them names!" the captain was silent for a moment, also aware of the situation in front of him.

The presence of Americans here is not a good thing.

But the Mi-25 gunship not far away was what they had to get.

The snipers received the order and did not hesitate at all, and the American special forces team turned their backs to them, in a tense confrontation with the Soviets, without considering the danger in the rear.

"Bang!"

A gunshot rang out, and the head of the Americans, who had been observing the situation of the Soviets on the other side with half of their heads outstretched, exploded.

"Bang!"

The sniper hit with a shot, and without hesitation, the muzzle of the gun turned again and opened fire on an American next to the target he had killed.

"Ah~~"

This time, there was no headshot, and an American was shot in the thigh and rolled out of hiding to the open next to him with a wail.

"There was an ambush among us! Damn the Soviets, betrayed us!"

"Fight back!"

"Sniper ......"

The Americans are completely in disarray.

They could not have imagined at all how the Soviets, who were not moving at all, would go around behind them and surround them.

Damn the Soviets, didn't they say that there were only 8 people in the entire squad, and one of them was not combat-ready?

"Boss!" was staring nervously at the members of Sergei's squad in front, also not knowing who was behind the Americans.

The Americans who covered their legs and wailed, just like that, were exposed to the muzzles of their guns, and many more Americans likewise entered the attack zone.

"Kill them!" At this time, Sergei could not think too much.

It doesn't matter who the Americans are behind them, at least for now, not their enemies.

"Bazooka beckons them!"

"Huh~"

"Huh~"

The two rockets broke away from the canisters and flew towards the area of the American special operations team not far away......

"Boom~"

"Boom~"

Two explosions in a row caused a lot of losses to the US special operations team.

"In case of an ambush, call for air support!" the American roared.

The situation in front of them was something they didn't expect.

Damn the French, they have not even appeared until now, and even the Americans are beginning to suspect that the French betrayed them.

It is not a good thing for them to be attacked by enemies before and after, especially since the other party still has heavy weapons.

The communications corps found a relatively secluded place and prepared to call the French troops stationed at the surrounding military bases to send fighter planes to provide them with air support.

A strong U.S. military that can support them anywhere in the world.

Of course, places like Africa, where there are no U.S. troops, can only rely on U.S. allies.

Trapped, surrounded by a large number of enemies, on the one hand, they are stubbornly waiting for help, and on the other hand, they have to call for air support, and if the fighters can't reach it, there can also be cruise missiles.

"Bang~" Before the communication soldier could contact the French base, he was shot in the head by the sniper of the river crab mercenary group behind him.

Graev, the sniper of Sergei's squad, did not see the communications until the American communications troops fell. I looked behind the communications corps, but found nothing.

"Boss, there's someone behind them attacking them! Do we have another squad to do it with?"

In such a situation, Graev also can't figure it out, what is the identity of the other party?

Caution must be taken.

They have already been betrayed by the KGB.

"No! we're doing it alone! Sergei replied directly from the radio companion device. "Watch out for them, as long as it doesn't affect us. ”

Attacking the Americans, the enemy of the enemy, is a temporary ally.

The communications corps was killed, the U.S. special forces team couldn't move for a while, support couldn't come, and the opponent's firepower was strong. Those damned Chadian troops, they can't count on it at all.

"Touch them, kill them with a grenade!"

Seeing that the Americans were not moving, Sergei did not have time to waste with them, and previous experience taught them that when fighting deep behind enemy lines, they must fight quickly.

The sniper Graev kept an eye on the movements of the Americans, while searching for the team behind the Americans attacking them, but behind them, there was no figure at all.

At a distance of just over a hundred meters from the Americans, the men of Sergey's squad stopped.

They did not continue to advance rashly, and the Americans hid on various hills, and it was difficult to find them for a while.

"Grenades!"

With Sergei's order, the few people who came up with him, except for the machine gunner who established a firing point, the others directly hung the grenade on the front of the rifle and began to fire the grenade at the area where the Americans were originally located......

"Boom, boom, boom......"

A series of explosions sounded, and the American special forces team was blown up by such firepower, just like when Sergei's team first encountered the river crab mercenary group.

In the spirit of being responsible for their lives, the remaining American special combat soldiers unanimously adopted the method of saving their lives - surrender.

"These bastards, how did you surrender like this?"

"This is the powerful American special forces?"

The river crab team, which has been staring at the battlefield, really can't figure it out.

Even the guerrillas in Afghanistan they encountered were much stronger than this.

"This is not the special forces of the United States, otherwise, the combat effectiveness would not be so!" said the captain, shaking his head.

Not at all thinking about the American style of warfare.

They are not the only ones who are confused by the combat effectiveness of the Americans, but also the members of Sergei's squad, who have fought against various US special forces!

Combat effectiveness will definitely not be so.

It wasn't until they tied up the remaining nine Americans that they asked for the answer, this is not the American special forces at all, at most some intelligence officers trained by the American special forces, armed with the task of guarding here to prevent the Soviet special forces or the Libyan army from sending personnel to destroy the Mi-24.

When Sergei and others took care of the Americans and were about to pack up the Chadian soldiers, they found more than a dozen Chadian soldiers kneeling naked next to the helicopter.

At first, they thought it was a trap for each other, but after searching around, they found that there was no trace of human activity at all.

And so, it all got easier.

Let these Chadian soldiers put on clothes, each of them was handed out 200 US dollars in cash, promising a reward of 1,000 dollars each when they were done, and then the Chadian soldiers became Sergei and their men, and actually began to guard the Americans fiercely......

The technicians who followed the team quickly climbed into the dusty Mi-24 gunship outside and began to quickly overhaul it.

"Major, there is no problem with the fight, there is no problem with all the core parts, the fuel tank is broken, some small parts need to be replaced......"

"Didn't you say that the engine needed to be replaced?" asked Sergey, puzzled.

The technician shook his head, "The engine is not damaged, if you don't think about the operation, make up the fuel tank, as long as you add fuel, you can continue to fly...... Of course, it won't be long to fly. ”

"Then hurry up and fix it. What is needed, make a list, and I will have someone deliver it right away......" Sergey was also pleasantly surprised.

The sooner you can complete the task, the better.

During this period, the French fighters would routinely patrol once a day, and the bastard soldiers of Chad, as if nothing was right, danced at the low-flying fighters in the sky with their guns without bullets......

"Those American bastards, where did they go? I haven't been in touch for so long?" the French and Americans have always been in touch.

At first, no news was received from the Americans, and the French did not care.

But for three days in a row, I didn't get any news from the Americans, and when I asked the Chadian soldiers guarding the helicopter, I learned that there were no accidents, and no abnormalities were found during the routine patrols every day.

They didn't care too much.

Eventually, a few hours after the MiG-24 disappeared, the French found out!