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Bablu heard the team leader's order and immediately adjusted the coordinates. As the first mortar shell left the hand, there was a dull 'thump', followed by a screech of the shell rubbing against the air as it slashed through an arc and crashed to the ground.

"Bang!" The south side of the Farrah Pass was filled with smoke mixed with dust and orange-red firelight after a roar.

After the three shells were fired, Baburu's mortar group immediately moved its position under the command of the team leader.

After running more than a hundred meters away, Baburu unconsciously glanced back. Suddenly shrunk. An armored car with a high cannon slowly rushed out of the smoke, with a roar, the cannon muzzle on the armored car slowly aimed at the hidden position of their group just now, and a series of orange and blazing white shells rushed out of the barrel at an extremely high speed, hitting the previous position, stirring up a cloud of dust and rubble...... "Hurry...... Tell your superiors that they're coming......" as the group leader shouted hoarsely. The communications soldier in the group took out a flare gun, and a red flare shot into the air, even in the daytime, it looked extremely dazzling.

In a temporary headquarters made of underground bunkers near the Fifth Regiment's station, Shi and Hussein and other officers of the Ming Cooking Army were anxiously waiting for something.

The sudden onset of war not only caught the Kenyan side off guard. Even the stone and the others felt incredible. In particular, the fuse of the war was caused by a rifle misfire of a soldier of the Mingzhu Army at the Farah Pass border station. It made many people who knew the inside story cry and laugh.

Although the outbreak of war was somewhat unexpected, fortunately everyone was prepared. In the face of a Kenyan border battalion and a mechanized infantry regiment, with a tank battalion in his hand and nearly two infantry regiments, he was very confident that he would definitely win the war.

But what he thinks about now is not how to celebrate after the victory in the war, but how to face the revenge of the Kenyan political axe after the victory in this battle.

Victory in a battle does not mean victory in war. Unless one side compromises, it is not known how long the conflict between the Ming Cooking Army and the Kenyan political axe will last.

As a complete country, Kenya's military strength is still much stronger than that of the Ming Cooking Army. 24,000 troops. Remove the navy of 2,000 people. It also has two armored brigades, each consisting of one armored regiment and three mechanized infantry regiments. In addition, the army has fifteen infantry battalions, etc. And as an air force unit that most countries in Africa do not pay much attention to. The Kenyan Air Force has 28 combat aircraft and 36 helicopter gunships. These data are nothing in the eyes of the big powers, but if they are used against non-political axe forces, they will be a killer.

As a high-level military officer in charge of the Star Organization, Stone is mostly familiar with the armed forces of the surrounding forces. In the face of Kenya's 'behemoth', he will not limit his eyes to this conflict. How to win in a full-scale war that might break out later is the question he must consider.

"Here we are...... Here it is, the opposing armored forces are coming! An officer rushed into the headquarters from the outside, shouting loudly. The entire command immediately turned their gaze to this officer.

"Coming? You said that the Kenyan Infantry Regiment crossed the Farah Pass? Hussein suddenly grabbed the officer by the collar and roared with wide eyes.

It wasn't until the officer, who was frightened by Hussein's hideous face, nodded weakly that everyone in the command showed a knowing smile to each other.

They were waiting for this moment. Let the opposing group's infantry cross the Soken border. The 100-meter-long valley was an ambush position, a good place to strike at the Garissa infantry regiment.

"Let Palmer get ready for action!" Stone smiled and ordered to a communications adjutant beside him.

The atmosphere in the entire command headquarters suddenly became lively. Many officers who faced war for the first time felt an itch in their hearts. I can't wait to rush out at once and go to the front line of the battle to see how the Garissa Infantry Regiment has suffered losses.

However, they noticed that neither the commander-in-chief, Shishi, nor the chief of staff, Hussein, did not move. Still staying in the headquarters, the others also let go of their thoughts and pressed to resist the beating of a certain thought in their heads.

The outbreak of the Soken Border War has turned the eyes of all of Africa to this place. Somali President Abdikassim froze when he learned that the war had 'finally' broken out. He didn't know whether to be angry or rejoicing.

Days of round-and-forth appeals did not in any way make his opinion taken seriously by the Paraminchus and the Kenyan authorities. While this annoyed Abdikassim, he also understood how sad the Somali interim political axe was. For several days, he and the Makeshift Axe acted like a clown, but in the end they did not prevent the outbreak of war.

By now, any rhetorical appeals have no effect. The two 'bulls' who have already pinched up will not stop until they decide the winner. Unless something more powerful intervenes to stop it. But would anyone do that? Even before the international peacekeeping force withdrew from Somalia, the more than 1,000-strong peacekeeping force could only stare dryly at the war that had broken out.

Similar to Abdikassim's thoughts, there are also various forces in Somalia. Superpowers such as Somaliland and Puntland have little interest in the outbreak of war. After all, whether it is Kenya or the Palaminge army, it is too far from their control area. In a short period of time, neither party can affect their interests.

As for the love luck and the Rahanwen resistance army, who were very wary of each other, they had just discussed some plans, but the sudden outbreak of war turned their hard work into bitter water and swallowed it hard.

Regardless of the reaction of the surrounding forces, the Kenyan political axe and the Palaminke army, as the parties concerned, have long concentrated all their energy to deal with this war.

Because they can't afford to lose. If the Kenyan political axe loses this war, what awaits them is to step down. And if the Ming Cook Army fails, it will face a catastrophe. Not to mention the eradication of the Kenyan political axe, even the forces in Somalia that feel the threat of the Ming Cook Army will not let go of this opportunity to wipe out the Ming Cook Army.

The town axe building next to the crossroads in the center of Ilcabere. It is said to be a small building, but it is actually a bungalow that is slightly higher than the surrounding bungalows.

At the beginning of the war, Kenya's Minister of State for Provincial Administration and National Security, Mulun Garu, stubbornly set up his headquarters here despite the opposition of the people. This move is not because he is not afraid of death. On the contrary, Mulungaru is more afraid of death than anyone. But he had to wash away the shame of his previous mistakes at the press conference. He wants to show the people of Kenya and the people on the side of Vice President Moody's that he is a qualified minister. There is 'Mount Tai does not change color' brave. He is more than capable of sitting in the third place in the cabinet.

When the first mortar shell flew over the Farrah Pass and exploded not far from the town, Mulungaru's thighs, hidden under the table, shook involuntarily. There was a moment of regret in his heart. Shouldn't he stay here for the sake of the so-called 'face', if a cannonball flies into the political axe building, isn't he going to burp? Reputation and status are very important, but they are still a little worse than small lives.

But at this time, it was impossible for him to propose to return to the camp. Although there were special bomb shelters dug in the camp, he could not save face. Eat one's word.

A small life is more important than reputation and face, but isn't there no danger at the moment?

After hearing an officer's report from an officer that several shells from the Ming Cooking Army had hit the camp, destroying some of the buildings and causing several casualties, he was a little glad in his heart. If he had just returned to camp, he might have been receiving God's teachings right now.

"Captain Musila, what's going on outside now?" Mullengaru was apprehensive when he heard the sound of gunfire and artillery in the direction of the mountain pass. But the face is calm. Ask the head of the machine step regiment in a seemingly casual tone.

"Mr. Minister, at this time our army has just broken through the defensive line set up by the other side at the Farah Pass. Under the charge of the unstoppable armored forces, the enemy had mostly fled. Now the soldiers of the armored units and border battalions are in pursuit. I believe that good news will come soon. Musila, the head of the Infantry Regiment, replied respectfully with a humble smile. There was an indescribable look of pride on his dark face. Can you be upset? Although the opponent is only a local surname, the Infantry Regiment can destroy the 'strong' defensive line set up by the opponent at the beginning of the war. Also killed the border. All of them are a testament to the bravery of the infantry regiment and the ability of his commander.

When Mulungalu heard this, a happy smile immediately appeared on his face. Before, he was still a little bottomless in his heart. Don't look at his brag at cabinet meetings, saying that victory in the war is easy. But he has never led troops to fight, where can he understand the cruelty of war and full of unpredictable variables. Rahim's confident tone undoubtedly made him feel that victory was at hand. And he, Mulungaru, is the supreme leader of this war. There is definitely merit.

"Report!" At this moment, an adjutant rushed in from outside, and seeing his sweaty appearance, both Mulungaru and Musila had a bad feeling in their hearts.

"Tell me, what's the matter?" Although he felt bad, Musila still had to maintain the demeanor of a calm officer in front of the minister.

"Sir, after crossing the mountain pass, the Jibu Regiment was ambushed by the Ming Cooking Army. D036 was destroyed, D029 was injured and needed major repairs. Battalion commander Kulundu requests helicopter support ......"

By the time the officer had finished his debriefing, Mulungaru and Musila had already been dumbfounded. Especially Musila, just now he swore that the war would soon be won, but in the blink of an eye, an armored vehicle was destroyed, and one lost its combat effectiveness and needed to withdraw from the battlefield. This was a great loss for the infantry regiment, which had only a dozen armored vehicles in total.

Mulungalu is worthy of being a politician with a sophisticated mentality, who came to his senses earlier than Musira. He glared at Musila viciously, and roared angrily, "What are you doing in a daze? Hurry up and send helicopter support. If the loss is too great, I will definitely send you to a court-martial! ”

He wanted a perfect victory, not a pyrrhic victory. If the loss is too great, he still has a fart credit?

But until now, Mulungaru is still confident that Kenya will definitely win the war. The difference is just to consider how to limit the damage to an acceptable range.

(To be continued)