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Four helicopter gunships appeared overhead, scaring the people in the convoy below. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info When two of the helicopters circled to adjust their positions, the experienced escort captain immediately understood the move of the two helicopters: attack!

Because this is a street, although there are no high-rise buildings on both sides, there are four or five storey buildings abound. The helicopter must maintain a certain altitude while adjusting the flight angle of the helicopter to achieve the best firing position.

"Enemy attack!"

In an open-top jeep, the captain of the escort who was sitting next to Chairman Gabiyu suddenly pulled Gabiyu in a daze, jumped out of the car at once, rolled on the ground, and the two rolled into the gap between the two buildings next to them.

At this moment, the two of them heard a sharp whistling sound behind them, and soon a series of explosions sounded.

As the No. 2 helicopter crew pressed the button, the two 30mm cannons in the nose of the helicopter immediately fired a series of shells from near and far along the direction of the street.

The power of a 30mm shell is almost equal to that of an ordinary grenade. More than 50 shells exploded on a street 50 meters long and no more than 8 meters wide, and the destructive power can be imagined. Most importantly, the convoy below was made up of jeeps and troop carriers with little armor protection, and could not withstand the top-down attacks of 30mm shells.

The frightened Gabiyu looked up from the arms of the captain of the guard, and saw a severed hand not far away, and immediately felt a tumbling stomach in his stomach. But the fear of death made me forget my habit of cleanliness for a while, and I couldn't help but look up at the street.

"Ah...... Whining! Seeing the tragic scene on the street, Gabiyu immediately let out a scream of horror, and then felt his open mouth tightly covered by a large hand covered with dirt.

"Chairman, be quiet!" The captain's eyes also shrank slightly, and he said in a low voice. Only enemy helicopters have appeared, but no one knows if there are any other enemies hiding in the vicinity. The two of them finally managed to save their lives from the helicopter attack, and if they were exposed by shouting and being cold-shot by the enemy hiding in the shadows, they would have died unjustly.

Luo Xiang, who stayed on the No. 1 helicopter, calmly looked at the streets, the burning trucks, and the broken hands and feet flying around, but he didn't have a trace of joy. He had been keeping an eye on the convoy below. Knowing that the attack of Helicopter No. 2 just now did not wipe out all the enemies in this convoy. Many people still survived. The surviving Resistance soldiers hid behind their corner bunkers and fired at helicopters in the sky from time to time. Therefore, he could not know whether the main target of this mission, whether Gabiyu, the leader of the Rahanwen Resistance Army, was in the convoy, and if he was in the convoy, would he have died in the attack just now?

Before coming, although the boss's order was to capture Gabiyu, as the captain of the Meteor Commando, he also had the power to temporarily change the plan, and directly killing Gabiyu was not a mission failure. Therefore, whether Gabiyu died or not is the next thing that must be confirmed.

"Ah...... Rocket! Just as Luo Xiang was thinking, the nervous voice of the No. 2 helicopter pilot suddenly sounded in the earphones, and his heart jumped. Hurriedly looked over. I just saw a cloud of white smoke coming out of the building to the right of the No. 2 helicopter flying back in the east sky of the street below, and an orange-red fire flew straight towards the No. 2 helicopter in the air.

With a tightening of his heart, Luo Xiang secretly clenched his fists, staring at the rocket without blinking. In his heart, he scolded the No. 2 driver for being bold. At the beginning, he had instructed the helicopter not to go 300 meters below the height of nearby buildings, and now helicopter No. 2 is only 70 meters from the rooftops of buildings on both sides of the street, according to visual measurements.

Just as everyone was holding their breath and nervously staring at the rockets that were getting closer and closer to the No. 2 helicopter, a burst of gunfire suddenly sounded in their ears. In the incredulous gaze of everyone, the rocket, which was about 10 meters away from the helicopter fuselage, suddenly exploded in the air.

"TNND, it's okay, it's an armor-piercing shell, not a grenade!" In the communicator on the other helicopters, the voice of the pilot of helicopter No. 2 was suddenly heard. The blast wave of the rocket explosion only caused the helicopter to shake in the air for a moment, but then it was restored to normal under the perfect control of the pilot. Perhaps it was this sudden attack that made the pilot of helicopter No. 2 feel the danger, and immediately after passing the danger, he pulled the helicopter up to a height of 500 meters.

On the side of the street, in the gap between the two buildings, Gabiyu, who had half of his head sticking out, was stunned when he saw this scene. Do they have the blessing of Allah? Why don't rockets hit at close distances today? If it was an urgent avoidance of the past, Gabiyu might as well ask such a rhetorical question. But the rocket, which was shot and exploded in the air, made him suspicious of his own resistance to the Somali makeshift political axe. If the Somali Interim Axe really has the blessing of Allah. If he is so against the political axe, is he not against Allah? As an Islamist, he had the urge to go out and surrender. But his instinctive behavior was stopped by the captain of the guard on the side.

From the appearance of the helicopter, it has only been a short five minutes now. Most of the 100 elite men guarding Gabiyu were killed or wounded, and the other three or two hid in the corner and fought back sporadically. At this time, the people in the headquarters of the Rahanwen Resistance Army finally reacted. Soon in this five-story building, a group of soldiers with guns rushed out, and there were many soldiers with bazookas on their backs.

The four helicopters of the Paramingchu Army, except for the No. 4 helicopter, which was parachuted on the roof of the resistance building, the other three helicopters climbed one after another.

"Helicopter No. 3 will ...... in xxx.xxx, the enemy's reinforcements from the south are almost arriving, we still have 10 minutes to complete the mission, and after ten minutes, whatever the result, evacuate immediately!" Luo Xiang on helicopter No. 1 observed a group of soldiers on a street south of Baidoa also approaching this direction, and immediately knew that it was a reinforcement from the Resistance Army. Helicopters 2 and 3 were immediately ordered to drop off the Meteor Commandos on the other two buildings.

It's time for a land offensive!

…… The Lion King Infantry Fighting Vehicle of the 3rd Mechanized Infantry Regiment drove into the central avenue of Yagbrawai, and on the houses with closed doors on both sides of the street, some citizens quietly opened the windows a gap, looking nervously and curiously at the mighty armored convoy below.

After a short battle of half an hour, the 3rd Mechanized Infantry Regiment, with its strong equipment superiority, quickly routed the 2nd Brigade of the Resistance Army. The regimental commander, Saleh, decisively gave the order to separate the pursuit; In addition to the 1st Infantry Battalion, which entered the city of Yagbulavay in high spirits and declared the occupation of the city, the other two infantry battalions, under Saleh's orders, pursued the large group of Rahanwen resistance officers and soldiers who had fled in the direction of Baidoa. As for the defeat of the remaining remnants, it was naturally the task of the Fourth Regiment that followed behind.

As the first commander of the 3rd Mechanized Infantry Regiment of the Paramingchu Army, and the first official commander of the Paramingchu Army, Muhammad? Abdul? Saleh was standing in front of the Yagbulavay Municipal Axe Building.

"Report sir, someone wants to see you!" Just as Saleh was recalling the bits and pieces of this time, a soldier's voice suddenly sounded in his ears. He turned around and saw a soldier standing three meters away with a stranger.

Saleh's piercing eyes glanced up and down the stranger. Wearing a pair of camouflage pants and a black vest on his upper body, revealing the bulging muscles inside. And this person wears a flower turban on his head, a bit like the pirate dress in the movie.

Nodding, Saleh motioned for the soldiers to bring him over. The political axe staff of Yagbulavay City fled in panic long before the 3rd Mechanized Infantry Regiment arrived. There was not a single figure in the entire building. Saleh is now desperate for the help of someone who knows the area well enough to calm the war-torn citizens.

"You're the militia captain here?" As the soldier whispered a few words in Saleh's ear, the expression on Saleh's face softened. Looking at this somewhat nervous stranger, there was also a hint of interest. Militias throughout Somalia are mostly more or less the same. All of them are locally selected by the actual controlling forces of the local people who are highly respected and capable. And the seemingly pirate figure in front of him seems to have a lot of influence here.

The militia captain noticed that Saleh was not a difficult person to talk to, and the tension in his heart immediately eased a lot. Hearing Saleh's question, his body immediately straightened, and he said with a flattering smile, "Sir, my name is Gurewald, and I am the militia captain of this city. ”

"Don't be nervous, everyone is Somalis, as long as you don't commit crimes. We won't do anything to you! Saleh felt that it was better to dispel the person's concerns and nervousness before learning about local affairs. Otherwise, he probably wouldn't have heard some of the truth.

"That's that, I've long heard that the cooking army treats the people best. I'm not nervous at all, it's just that the commander will take the axe...... The resistance army rushed away, a little excited! "Gurewald is very good at talking, and the sycophants are also very subtle and patted over.

"Oh? Oh, that's good. You tell me first. What is the situation here, for example, who or groups are friendly with the rebels? Saleh was patted on the back, a little happy, and looked at Gurewald, the nondescript militia captain, and his eyes softened even more. No one doesn't like flattery. Even Li Mo is no exception. Saleh is capable, but he is still a young man. With his own ability, he stood out in a talking conference and was valued by the stone. When the 3rd Mechanized Infantry Regiment was formed, he was appointed as the regimental commander. And he didn't disappoint Shi and Li Mo. With a large group of soldiers who couldn't recognize a basket of big characters, they studied hard to make infantry fighting vehicles. In just half a month, this newly-born unit was able to march more than 100 kilometers in chariots, and it was able to conduct a low-intensity battle and achieve victory. Saleh has a lot of money to be proud of.

(To be continued)