Lefu is actually not called Lefou. His real name is Peng Lefeng, and he is also one of the elite mercenaries who were trained by Lin Rui in the same batch. It's just that Lincoln, a foreigner, is often not allowed to play, and the music style is often called Lefou. It is a reason that Lin Rui is often called Rick, and the Yankees bring their English habits into the country as they speak.

Peng Lefeng nodded and moved the missiles out of the truck. This is a vehicle-mounted Tao missile.

The Tao missile is a weapon capable of piercing through the armor shell of a tank. It consists of two sections, weighs about forty pounds, is equipped with a stabilizer wing in the middle and tail, and has a thin copper wire towed on the body. This copper wire can control the missile's flight path, allowing it to fly precisely according to the laser's trajectory.

Its circular warhead contains shaped explosives, and once it hits, the warhead will first release a stream of molten copper ions, which can burn through the shell of the target, causing the missile to enter the target, and completely explode inside it to release all the energy. The explosion was powerful enough to tear people nearby apart, while also spewing countless sharp metal shards in all directions. It's not an advanced thing, but it's a big killer here.

After a flash of light, there was a violent explosion. The Order's armed vehicles that were storming their defenses were destroyed, and the people around them were completely knocked to the ground by the blast current. Smoke filled the entire area.

The Order's forces that survived the first wave of explosions had not yet had time to organize a counterattack. At this moment, the second missile exploded, and the other members of Group B were also firing rockets at them, and the air suddenly filled the air with the smell of smoke, gunpowder, blood, and burnt limbs. The buildings on the side of the road were immediately blown to pieces, and they were directly blown down, blocking the road.

"Well done, Group B. Lin Rui shouted over the radio, "Hurry up, we are running out of time, let all the wounded get into the car." Others try to split all vehicles as much as possible. We lost three cars, but we were barely able to run together. Make sure you don't leave anyone behind. ”

The momentum of the Secret Society's attack was contained, and from dawn to early morning, Lin Rui and the others experienced the most tragic battle of this trip to Ammor. In both Group A and Group B, there were a large number of casualties. But they still managed to break through in the end. By the time reinforcements arrived, they had been evacuated cleanly, leaving not even the corpses of a single companion behind.

Maklovsky slammed the command chair on the spot and roared, "Can they get away with this?"

"The battle is fierce. According to reports from the front, their fire was fierce, and they took advantage of the cover of the ruins...... If the reinforcements can be faster, we still have a chance. Conan shook his head. "Anyway, we've brought the situation under control and made them understand that there is a price to be paid for attacking checkpoints like this. ”

"We've lost three checkpoints, and the door to the oil extraction area has been wide open. Now the international oil companies, one by one, are watching our jokes. Without control of the road, there is no way to threaten their existence. With the transportation of supplies, they can still extract large quantities of crude oil through those production bases in a generous way. This is not what we want at all. What we want is to force him out of northern Ammore and then take control of these oil regions ourselves. Instead of letting these fat-brained oil tycoons, under the protection of mercenaries, continue to do whatever they want. Marklovsky snapped.

"So what can you do now? Continue to send people to set up new checkpoints? But their attacks from two sides in three days will demoralize our people, and no one even wants to go to the checkpoints. This is how the Iraqi guerrillas dealt with the US troops in Iraq. Endless harassment, assaults and roadside bombs will break you. Conan shook his head.

"But this is the only way to force the international oil companies to compromise with us, other than to attack them directly. Marklovsky shook his head.

"Maybe, but it's still not the best thing for them. Conan turned his head and said, "I just received a call from the Baron. The other side has not only used such a routine as attacking checkpoints, but the Black Island Company has already made a request for the Security Council to send peacekeeping troops to us, taking advantage of several countries in our neighborhood that have influence in the African Union. In their words, it was the serious escalation of the conflict, which brought great panic and humanitarian catastrophe. ”

"The deployment of peacekeepers is not so fast, there has to be a process, and at the moment Ammore belongs to the Orumi Federation. The entry of peacekeeping troops must be approved by the Federation. So we have the ability to get the oil companies before the peacekeepers are brought in. Maklovsky waved his hand.

"That's true, but it's also a reminder that we can't make too much of it, otherwise it's hard to end. After all, behind those oil companies are some big countries, ExxonMobil Oil, PetroChina, and British Petroleum. You should know how much energy there is behind them. Conan frowned.

"Of course I know this, and the other party knows it, so their main purpose ......" Marklovsky was slightly stunned, "Damn, I should have thought of it." He turned to the map and said, "We've been fooled." ”

"What's going on?" Conan frowned.

"The peacekeepers are far from quenching their thirst, and they are expanding the situation in the hope that international humanitarian organizations will step in and provide Ammor with medical medicine and food. Because the vehicles of international humanitarian relief organizations must be kept moving, they are civilians, they are volunteers, and we cannot attack them.

If we do, we'll be targeted. And if they are left alone, we will not be able to block the roads leading to the oil-producing regions. Damn, that's what they're up to!" Marklovsky paced back and forth.

"I see, what are we going to do?" Conan said with some hesitation.

"I have to see the Baron, we have some strategies that we have to adjust in time. The blockade of the oil-producing areas has to be put to a halt for the time being, and we have to find other ways to deal with these oil companies. Maklovsky said in a deep voice.

"Otherwise? We've already paid a lot for it. Conan shook his head, "Even the two warlords who secretly supported Anmor for this reason went to war with each other. Now you're telling me to think of something else, do you think the Baron agrees with you?"

"He'll agree. Maklovsky said slowly, "Because he sees farther than you." ”

Conan was speechless for a moment.