In the noisy sound of firearms, Sima Yuru was about to jump out of the corner of the wall, but out of the corner of his eye, he saw that Song Xiaoshuang, who was wearing an off-white stand-up collar robe, had already appeared next to a bush, gesturing to Sima Yuru to stay in place.

In fact, Song Xiaoshuang's gesture was not just for Sima Yuru alone, but for the male and female mercenaries of the entire mercenary squad to stop joining the counterattack, to deal with the dozens of armed members of the extreme rebels who fled in a hurry, and to deal with the soldiers of the tribal armed detachment who stayed in the village!

Sima Yuru stood in the corner of the wall with an assault rifle on his forehead, using the individual communicator he carried with him, speaking French very quickly, and ordering the mercenaries of the mercenary squad to gather next to the big tree at the entrance of the village without joining the counterattack of the village!

Before Sima Yuru finished speaking, he saw at least 100 tribal warriors carrying original AK74 assault rifle robes and scarves covering their faces running out of the village!

These tribal warriors wore tactical belts around their waists in their robes, tactical vests full of magazines, and some of them had several grenades hanging from their belts, and some were equipped with daggers with scabbards, like sweet potatoes and potatoes in the field, and suddenly rushed out of their hiding places, shouting inspiring slogans, like tigers descending from the mountains, while firing at the fleeing extremist rebel armed members, while forming their own battle formations and scattering, trying to outflank the rear of the extremist rebel armed members, On the whole, this is a skilled and experienced tribal armed detachment, and its strength is very strong!

Seeing such a scene, Sima Yuru began to understand why Song Xiaoshuang asked her and the mercenary team not to assault, and with some stupidity, she put away the revised AK74 assault rifle and closed the insurance, put it on her back with a gun belt, sorted out the tactical vest and communicator on her body, and waited for Song Xiaoshuang to come to her side.

Song Xiaoshuang, who was wearing a stand-up collar robe, didn't care about the armed warriors of the tribe and the armed members of the extreme rebel army in the mountains near the village, the piercing sound of firearms came and went, and the grenades exploded with the terrible howls of seriously injured and dying humans, and he didn't care about the stray bullets that flew around him from time to time, and walked quickly to Sima Yuru who was standing in the corner.

Looking at Sima Yuru, who was still puzzled, Song Xiaoshuang showed a faint smile on his face, patted the dust splashed on the shoulders of Sima Yuru's training uniform, and said in a low tone: "Sima Yuru, the tribal armed detachment in the village is very strong in combat, and the battle always has to die, Liang Li and I have already made a lot of efforts on behalf of the mercenary squad in this battle, so we don't need to rush forward, we still have a lot to do!" ”

"Mortar bayonet tactics and showing weakness to let the extremist rebel armed convoy break through to the entrance of the village, is there any plan between you and Liang Li? Where is Liang Li? It's best to leave the mercenary squad under her command! ”

Hearing Song Xiaoshuang mention that there were still important things waiting for her, Sima Yuru's eyes were bright, and she blurted out a few words, she subconsciously thought that the village's counterattack was clean and neat, and it might have a direct connection with Song Xiaoshuang and Liang Li.

"No, the commander of this armed group used to be a mercenary in Libya for a long time, and he was doing black work for the former government military, the situation in that country is much more complicated than in Mali, in order to complete the task and save their own vitality, mortar bayonet tactics and guerrilla tactics to show the enemy weakness have been used, and now it is normal to use them again"

Song Xiaoshuang said in a deep voice, denying Sima Yuru's speculation.

Hearing Song Xiaoshuang say this, although Sima Yuru still suspected that Song Xiaoshuang was hiding clumsiness, as an intelligence officer of the military intelligence system, she also knew that what Song Xiaoshuang said was partially true.

The Tuareg tribal armed forces have a number of tribal armed detachments of grass-roots commanders and even a large number of tribal fighters, all of whom used to be professional mercenaries, and in the hot spots of the Middle East, North Africa, and West Africa, there are fierce and warlike Tuareg mercenaries, and most of these mercenaries have returned to Mali after the war in Mali, with their own different purposes or to join the ** tribal armed detachment, or directly bring up a team, a few people are mixed in the armed members of the extreme rebels, Song Xiaoshuang said that the commander of the tribal armed detachment in the village has been to Libya, Seeing that the command is extraordinary, Sima Yuru thinks it is still very possible.

When Song Xiaoshuang spoke, his spiritual power had already been detected, and Eliza, a fair-skinned and short-haired European woman wearing a desert camouflage training uniform, was carrying a high-precision sniper rifle in her hand and walked quickly from the acacia tree dozens of meters away on the side of the earthen wall bungalow. Song Xiaoshuang looked at Sima Yuru and said quickly: "Let's go, the sniper Eliza is here, it should be Liang Li who asked her to come to us, and the mercenary team is gathered next to the big tree at the entrance of the village?" Liang Li was there just now! ”

Sima Yuru nodded slightly, saw Song Xiaoshuang turn around and walk quickly to the big tree at the entrance of the village, and then followed.

After Song Xiaoshuang finished speaking, she saw Eliza's figure appear around the corner, and Sima Yuru was accustomed to Song Xiaoshuang's miraculous ability to see things behind him through obstacles

The gunfire in the mountains near Pingba village in the river valley has become sparse, and next to the big tree at the entrance of the village, three civilian off-road vehicles have been hit by countless sweeping bullets and warheads when the extreme rebel forces raided the village.

Sima Yuru, who was carrying a gun, and more than a dozen male and female mercenaries of the xxx military contracting company, were looking for a few well-preserved individual rations and cans from the off-road vehicles with only broken frames left, and many of the human stumps and fragments that were shattered by the explosion of mortar shells not long ago flew dozens or hundreds of meters away and fell into the tattered frames, with the smell of gunsmoke and black and red blood, and the bloody smell of human stumps and pieces of flesh was unusually pungent.

What made Sima Yuru, who was dressed in training uniforms, and the mercenaries feel very unhappy, it was not that these human limbs and broken flesh that had been blown up were all some veteran oil, and the corpses like strips of rags didn't feel anything at all, but the strange behavior of Song Xiaoshuang, who was also dressed in a robe and looking for food in a pile of rags, made everyone feel a little unbearable.

The reason was that Song Xiaoshuang found a box of canned beef with the lid knocked off by the bullet, and had the idea of eating the canned beef.

Canned food with the lid open is inedible, and the canned beef is filled with dust, miscellaneous scraps of metal, and even minced human meat.

Song Xiaoshuang didn't care about these at all, quickly broke the branches from the bushes on the side and peeled off the bark to make simple wooden chopsticks, and went deep into the unheated canned food box to pick up sundries, bullets, car glass fragments, metal chips and other sundries, after finding these out of the canned food box, Song Xiaoshuang took out a white eyeball from the canned box with wooden chopsticks with a solemn face, and threw it on the sandy ground on the side at will.

Several people, including Alfs, Eliza, and Sima Yuru, saw Song Xiaoshuang find an eyeball from the canned food box, and then saw Song Xiaoshuang using wooden chopsticks made of branches, picking up a piece of beef and putting it between his noses, sniffing the beef mixed with the smell of blood, but Song Xiaoshuang's face showed a foodie look.

Then he found that everyone was looking at him, and he didn't care at all, and he gestured at speed, and this box of canned food can be eaten after heating!

In the blood-smelling environment, Song Xiaoshuang's strange performance made people feel numb in their backs.

Being able to find an eyeball in the canned food box, it is hard to guarantee that there are still a lot of fine pieces of human tissue in the can, such canned food will make people feel sick to their stomachs just thinking about it!

Song Xiaoshuang stood on the sandy land, saw the inexplicable look of surprise on Sima Yuru's face, sighed secretly and said: "Sima Yuru, we don't search for the rest of the food that can be eaten, the tribal warriors will also search for everything that can be eaten, and a detachment of armed detachments of the tribe is left in the village, and there is no extra food to supply us at all."

Seeing Sima Yuru's thoughtful appearance, Song Xiaoshuang continued: "In order to achieve the illusion that there is no large-scale tribal armed detachment left behind in the village, even if you know that there is a lot of food on the off-road vehicle, the tribal warriors hidden in various parts of the village will not reveal their bodies in advance, and now that the plan is successful, if you can find the remaining food that can be eaten, of course you can't waste it!" ”

Sima Yuru was directly speechless, Song Xiaoshuang seemed reasonable to say this, and then put this question behind her, because she had already seen Liang Li, who was wearing a stand-up collar robe, walking quickly from the other side of the tree.

Liang Li was accompanied by a tall Tuareg in his forties, wearing a camouflage sweatshirt, trousers, tactical pistol holsters hanging from his belt, and a bearded face, who Sima Yuru guessed should be the commander of the tribal armed detachment.

The commander of the tribal armed detachment, who was in his forties, saw the box of canned beef without a lid in Song Xiao's hands, and said in Arabic with a bold expression: "Song is fast, originally I wanted the tribal soldiers to collect the food on the car!" ”

Liang Li whispered beside Song Xiaoshuang, translated the commander's words into Chinese and told Song Xiaoshuang, hearing the cunning commander like a fox say this, Song Xiaoshuang showed a strange smile on his face, and said quickly: "Our cooperation has a preliminary foundation, it's time for the next step!" ”

Liang Li quickly translated Song Xiaoshuang's words into Arabic, the sly meaning in the eyes of the bearded commander flashed, a pair of big eyes swept over Sima Yuru's body, stretched out his right hand, and said in Arabic in a low voice: "Hello, I'm Harisi, the commander of the tribal armed detachment!" ”

Sima Yuru stretched out her right hand without any expression on her face, and the two seemingly disproportionate hands were clasped together