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Four kilometres to the northwest from the Farah Pass, there is a ravine formed by the movement of the earth's crust. The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info this ravine is not long. It was like a giant ship with a diameter of several hundred meters crushing a trail on the flat ground. The middle of the ravine is deep, but the two ends are like a gentle slope, and you can drive out from the bottom of the ravine.

At this moment, in this ravine, which is well known to the locals, tanks are parked. Even if it was quiet, you could still feel a sense of solemnity when you saw these tall and mighty steel weapons.

As the temporary commander of this armored force, Luo Xiang did not stay in the tank, but waited quietly in a naturally formed cave. Waiting for the order of the assault.

Originally, Luo Xiang would not have appeared here. However, because the officers and men of the tank battalion of the Mingzhu Army have not yet completed their training, their understanding of tank combat is limited to the surface. Plus the commander of each tank at this time is a member of the Meteor Commando. In order to better command these 'pride of the sky', Luo Xiang, the captain of the Meteor Commando, had to come here in person to suppress the formation.

Suddenly, there was a roar of machinery in the calm ravine. A jeep rushed in from the ravine and parked directly outside the cave where Luo Xiang was. A second lieutenant jumped out of the jeep and burrowed into the cave.

"Report sir, the Kenyan army has crossed the Farah Valley and is heading towards our army station!" The second lieutenant reported loudly after saluting Luo Xiang.

Luo Xiang's face, which had been calm, finally showed a smile. Didn't they wait here for hours just to be the last straw in the victory over the Kenyan army?

Originally, the tank battalion was aimed at the armored forces in the Kenyan infantry regiment. But now, the opponent's armored forces have been dealt with by helicopter gunships. The tasks of the tank battalion changed. During the exchange of fire between the Kenyan army and the 1st Regiment of the Ming Cooking Army, they suddenly came out from behind and ended the battle once and for all.

"How far are they from the line of defense of the 1st Regiment?" Luo Xiang asked suddenly.

"It's still 10 kilometers away because the other side doesn't have a vehicle. It will take an hour to reach the line of defense of the 1st regiment! The lieutenant pondered for a moment, then replied in an affirmative tone.

Luo Xiang showed a satisfied smile on his face and said, "Okay, you continue to observe them." Fifty minutes later we started our departure here. Flank the front and rear with the 1st Regiment and annihilate the incoming enemy in one fell swoop! ”

The second lieutenant was also instigated by Luo Xiang's words. He was once a refugee. has experienced many hardships, and has a strong sense of belonging to the Ming Boiled Army. Now the Ming Cook Army is about to defeat the army of the country of Kenya. A desire suddenly rose in his heart to go to the front line and fight with a gun. Still, he understands his duty. Forcibly suppressed this desire. After saluting Luo Xiang again, he left in a jeep.

…… As waves of scouts were sent out, they came back to report that there was no trace of the enemy. This caused Musila to have a bad feeling in his heart.

He knew that the Myoke Army had at least a thousand or so soldiers on the Soken border. Now there is not even a single figure. What is the reason for 'giving up' all five kilometers of the border?

As the target of Musila's revenge, the two Mi-24 gunships disappeared without a trace, as if they had never appeared.

This feeling of power and nowhere to use made Musila feel very depressed. Where did these damn militants go. Since you have helicopters, why don't you come and attack us?

Musila, who hated the Ming Cook Army even more, began to calculate in his heart that when he caught these cunning militants, he must torture them fiercely in order to offset the hatred in his heart.

"Bang Bang ......"

At this moment, a burst of gunfire was heard not far ahead. The shriveled team, which was irradiated by the scorching heat, immediately became excited. Musila took the binoculars handed over by an officer next to him, and saw two of his own soldiers shooting at a pair of rocks. It was as if there was a terrible demon hidden inside the rocks.

Seeing this scene, Musila was overjoyed. The actions of the soldiers show that these cunning militants did not flee. Rather, hide somewhere.

"Quick, get people over and shoot that damn militant to death...... No, I'm going to live. ...... to catch alive," Musila lowered her binoculars and yelled excitedly at the adjutant on one side.

When a squad of soldiers has not yet reached the rubble, the exchange of fire over there ends. Two Kenyan soldiers have fallen to the ground. Each of them was shot at least five times. And the 'cunning militants' ran away without a trace.

Upon receiving this news, Musila couldn't help but be furious and scolded his subordinates for being stupid. Use all the words that Mulungalu used to insult him before on his subordinates. It is like this can alleviate the shame in his heart.

Forty minutes later, the Kenyan army finally came to the front of a valley. This valley is no smaller than the one north of the Farah Pass. Between two bare peaks, a valley stretching for several kilometers came into view of the Kenyan army.

Standing on a small hillside, Musila frowned from time to time as he looked at a map spread out by his men.

This valley is a great place for ambushes. Although at both ends of the valley, the peaks look bare, with no shelter at all. Scouts also did not spot the enemy in ambush. But in the middle of the valley, there is a section of weathered rock nearly a kilometer long. The uneven terrain and many caves make for an excellent ambush site.

To be the commander of a mechanized infantry regiment, Musila still has the basic military ability. Coupled with the huge losses of armored units and helicopter formations due to contempt, Musila now appears to be cautious.

Are the vanished militants hiding somewhere in this weathered rock, waiting for their team to cross there, and then make a surprise attack?

Musila called an officer from the border battalion and asked, "Are there any other roads here that lead to the Myoke Army garrison?" He wondered if he could get around here. Straight to the station of the 5th Regiment of the Ming Cook Army.

This officer of the border battalion has been in the border battalion for more than ten years. You know the terrain around you all at home. Hearing the commander's inquiry, he replied without thinking, "Sir, if you want to go around this valley, you have to go around in a big circle, if you have a car, you can probably reach the Mingzhuo army garrison in an hour, and if you rely on foot, it will take at least four hours." ”

Four hours? Hearing this number, Musilla's face darkened even more. But the good thing is that everyone is black, and you can't see black at all. But four hours is too long. When these 700 people arrive at the Mingzhuo Army station, will they still have the strength to fight?

"Sir, as long as we send more soldiers to reconnoitre, I think we can guard against the other party's ambush!" At this point, an officer spoke. It's none other than the intelligence officer who has a 'vendetta' against Musila.

It is impossible to choose the road that takes an extra four hours, and then everyone will be sent to death when they arrive at the Mingzhuo army station. And walking through the valley, it will only take twenty minutes at most to reach the Mingzhuo army station. However, in the middle of the valley there is a possibility of an ambush.

The lesser of two evils. Musila only thought about it for a moment before deciding to go through the valley.

In order to prevent a possible ambush by the Ming Cooking Army, Musila doubled the number of scouts to a team of 700 people, which was enough for 100 scouts.

Shortly after the Kenyan troops entered the valley, a jeep appeared in their rear. The jeep stopped outside the valley for a moment and then left.

Ten minutes later, a violent burst of gunfire was heard in the middle of the valley. There were several explosions mixed in. Musira, who was hiding behind a boulder, watched in horror as his car was destroyed by a rocket. If he hadn't been afraid of death beforehand, he got out of the car and walked. Now it won't be the lieutenant who screams in the firelight, but the commander.

The 500 Ming Cook Army and the 700 Kenyan Army fought in this valley. At first, the surprise attack of the Ming Cook Army caused a bit of confusion for the Kenyan army. Fortunately, the Kenyan officers had previously passed on the news of the possible ambush to every soldier. The prepared Kenyan army, especially the elite from the Infantry Regiment, quickly gained a foothold under the command of the commander. Hide behind cover and return fire at the Ming Cooking Army.

Because both sides have rockets, weapons that strike bunkers, the battle is still somewhat tragic. Many of the soldiers who hid in the caves were even buried alive in the weathered rocks due to rocket attacks.

On one side are the well-trained soldiers of the non-political axe armed forces, and on the other side are the elite troops of the country. For a time, the two sides were evenly matched.

This situation not only dissatisfied the commander of the Ming Cook Army, but even Musila was also dissatisfied. Hiding behind the rocks farthest from the battlefield, Musila did not dare to stick out her head, so she hid her body and shouted loudly.

Damn, how are these militants different from those that have been purged before. Wouldn't most of those militants break up when the fighting is fierce? How do these militants feel that the harder they fight, the more courageous they are in counterattacking?

At this moment, Musila once again doubted the possibility of victory in the war? If the Ming Cooking Army is all of this strength, then relying on the seven hundred soldiers in his hands, he will definitely not be able to annihilate the other party. Unless more soldiers are sent from home.

But by that time, he Musila had either died here or had already been court-martialed.

"Bang!" With a different sound of gunshot, Musila watched as an officer beside him split his head like a sledgehammer hitting a watermelon. Red and white sprayed all over the ground, and many of them splashed on his face.

"Ah...... Sniper! Musila screamed and immediately crouched down with her head curled up. There was a sniper hidden in the Ming Cook Army. This is not even in his mecha group. As far as he knows, snipers in the true sense of the word in the entire Kenya Defense Force are only found in the presidential guard, which has been trained by Israel.

And in a 'small' non-political axe armament, there is a full-time sniper. This made Musila feel threatened with death.

(To be continued)