The battle began almost simultaneously, with Colonel Miller's military contractors and General Gordon's mercenaries attacking Wood Manor from both east and south, while Liu Ziguang's army began its assault on San Juan.

In Colonel Miller's plan, he did not want to fight a tough battle with great fanfare, but to carry out a decapitation plan, kill the little king and retreat, but from the beginning they were bogged down.

According to the intelligence, the location of King Arthur's personal mobile phone has not left the main building of the manor, so the thugs of the CIA did not go through the gate of the manor, but went around from the flanks, avoided the sentry and climbed over the fence, and jumped towards the main building of the manor under the cover of trees and terrain. The assassination of an African monarch was a piece of cake for them.

After lurking to the main building of the manor, they did not rush to attack, but waited quietly, and a few minutes later, a dense burst of gunfire was heard in the distance, it was the troops of Prime Minister Perez, who were fighting with them, launched a feint, as expected, hundreds of black soldiers rushed out of the barracks next to the main building, led by several Asian faces, jumped into the car and rushed to the front.

When the time came, the contractors turned on the infrared body temperature detector, and saw that there were only a dozen people left in the main building, and most of them were maids without combat effectiveness, the team leader made an attack gesture, the team members quickly jumped forward, covered each other and approached the gate, the assaulter rushed to the front, twisted the door and quickly looked inside and flashed back, there was no movement, he walked in with confidence, suddenly there was a loud noise, the whole person was blown up, and it turned out that there was a powerful directional mine in the corridor.

With the sound of glass breaking, the sound of gunfire also rang out, it was a typical Chinese-made 5.8mm automatic rifle sound, all two and three short shots, the masters all understood, Da Da Da non-stop continuous firing is actually not terrible, the most terrible thing is this kind of short point shooting, bullets bite the flesh.

The contractors calmly returned fire with the weapons in their hands, in the end it was the world's top special forces, and there was no confusion in the face of a surprise attack, and the tactical skills were by no means ambiguous, and one contractor used a gun-mounted grenade launcher to accurately hit a 40mm high-explosive grenade into the window, and the other party's gunfire was a little weaker.

This is a high-level shootout, both sides of the war are elite special forces, no one can take advantage, but after all, the contractors have a numerical advantage, and the main building of the manor is not a masonry building, so it can't prevent bullets, an incendiary bomb hit the house and set it on fire, the opponent's firepower suddenly became fierce, and it was no longer the kind of orderly point shooting, but a torrential sweep, the contractors were beaten so that they couldn't raise their heads, and a minute later, the opponent's firepower suddenly stopped.

The contractors tacitly climbed up, alternately covered and chased over, the other party really withdrew, but it was very insidious to leave a sniper and stranded the pursuers for several minutes, the contractors were not ambiguous, and immediately released smoke bombs to cover the pursuit, at this moment they have realized that such a strong opponent must be the Chinese who protect the king.

The contractors chased into the mine, unnoticed, and the radio signal was getting worse and worse.

A few kilometers away, a rudimentary radio wave jammer is working, and because of its high power, it uses two diesel generators to power it.

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Fierce fighting was also going on in the city of San Juan, most of Prime Minister Perez's army was transferred to the Wood estate to encircle and suppress the king, the city was empty of defenses, only a few dozen policemen and some members of the paramilitary organization that had been improvised and organized, armored vehicles imported from China were parked at the intersection as fortresses, and machine guns were set up behind sandbags.

The fighting went very smoothly, three blocks were conquered in succession, there was almost no resistance, Africans were not inherently materials for war, shooting was like performance art, bullets were flying all over the sky but they couldn't hit people, and they scattered and fled with a bombardment.

Liu Ziguang sat in the armored car driven by Xuanzi to direct the battle, this modified Chenguang wheeled armored car has a steel grille for anti-rocket launchers on the outside, as well as reactive armor removed from the tank, and the most outrageous thing is that there are four tweeters on both sides of the body, playing the rock music of the Black Panther Band hoarsely.

Xuanzi sat in the cab shaking his head and beating his head, and he was wearing a Soviet-style tank leather hat in the style of World War II, when suddenly he seemed to have discovered something, raised his homemade periscope and observed, and shouted: "Brother Guang, there are snipers upstairs on the east side." ”

Liu Ziguang stepped forward to take a look, what kind of sniper is it! It was clear that someone was filming the battle with a video camera.

"Send a couple of people to bring me the photographer in the white building at nine o'clock." Liu Ziguang gave the order with a walkie-talkie.

It didn't take much effort, the soldiers arrested five people, three men and two women, dressed in steel helmets, body armor, jeans, and sneakers, and the word "reporter" in Portuguese was written on the body armor with a white marker, and they looked like Asians, and at this moment they were all frightened and stupid, kneeling on the ground and constantly pleading in various languages, and the soldiers behind them rudely beat them with the butts of their guns, shouting and scolding, which increased their fear.

"Stop." A Chinese command came from the armored car, and the soldiers immediately stopped, and then the five reporters were surprised to see a Chinese get out of the armored car.

"Where are you journalists?" The man asked calmly, and suddenly a mortar shell exploded nearby, and everyone lay on the ground in panic, but the general stood still.

"Your Excellency General, we are reporters from Phoenix Satellite TV in Hong Kong, China." One woman spoke in broken Mandarin, but another female reporter next to her stood dumbfounded, unable to speak.

"My lord, she is my friend and a reporter for CCTV." The Hong Kong female reporter was afraid that the rudeness of her colleagues would anger the mysterious general, so she hurriedly spoke for her.

To her shock, a hungry tiger pounced on the general's body, and the surrounding soldiers immediately raised their guns vigilantly, and the general waved his hand to rebuke them, gently stroked the female reporter's back and comforted: "Okay, reporter Jiangda, don't let people see jokes." ”

Jiang Xueqing took a step back and sobbed, "They said you died. ”

Liu Ziguang smiled slightly: "Am I so easy to die?" ”

A few more shells exploded nearby, and Liu Ziguang opened the door of the armored car and invited: "Reporter friends, get in the car, I will take you to record the battle situation of our army throughout the whole process, and by the way, can you broadcast it live." ”

The reporters cheered, happily unable to find the direction, and the phoenix female reporter hurriedly said: "We have a live broadcast car, just hide in the back." ”

"Drive here." Liu Ziguang waved his hand: "Let's recover San Juan under the eyes of the whole world."

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Prime Minister Peres hurriedly called for reinforcements, but there was only a rustle on the radio, no one answered, and the distant gunfire was getting closer and closer, and he was distraught to find Colonel Miller, who had hired him, and asked him for help.

At this moment, Colonel Miller was also in a mess, and he couldn't contact his subordinates, so he called General Gordon to ask him to send troops to help, but there was also gunfire in the telephone receiver, and it turned out that the airport was besieged by two armed forces, and it was almost impossible to hold on.

Years of experience told him that things were not good: "Get out of here now." The colonel roared, and his men quickly put away all kinds of equipment, and the movements were orderly, and they quickly loaded the equipment into the car, and Perez also got into a car with a few of his men, and fled in a hurry with Colonel Miller.

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Wood Iron Mine, Zhong Handong and others finally have no way to retreat, General Gordon's mercenaries have been killed, and they are surrounded in a pit by flanking before and after, helicopters are circling in the sky, hundreds of elite enemy troops are on the ground, Zhong Handong has only ten people under him, and the adrenaline secretion caused by the fierce battle makes them not tired, and they don't have time to be afraid, at this moment everyone thinks of a sentence that the instructor often says, sweat more in peacetime, and bleed less in wartime, that is really a wise saying.

"Ning Zhen, beat down the bird in the sky." Zhong Handong ordered, his voice a little hoarse, and his throat seemed to be on fire.

Ning Zhen picked up the RPG bazooka, estimated the influence of the wind speed and the movement law of the helicopter, and suddenly pulled the trigger, and his comrade-in-arms immediately handed over a bazooka, followed by him and sent out a second bullet.

This is a compulsory subject for special combat personnel, using bazookas to fight airplanes, because portable anti-aircraft missiles are expensive and heavy, far less cheap than bazookas, and they can be obtained everywhere, they are the most inexpensive weapons for fighting planes and cars, those veterans who fought in Afghanistan, and helicopters who are best at using RPGs to fight Americans, have all played a set of experience, and Ning Zhen's master is a veteran who participated in the anti-Soviet war in Afghanistan.

Two rockets flew one after the other, sealing the helicopter's retreat, and Gordon's pilots were not as experienced as Colonel Miller's men, and in his panic he reacted wrongly, resulting in both rockets hitting the Bell helicopter, and a brilliant fireball burst into the air, and all four armed soldiers on the helicopter met Hades.

Because there will be a fierce tail flame when launching the bazooka, Ning Zhen is standing and launching, when he fired the second one, a bullet fired by an M700 sniper rifle tore his body armor, the bullet rolled in the body, and made a bloody outlet, the person died on the spot, his comrades used a lot of tourniquets to plug his wounds, but the blood still kept spraying out, and he died a few seconds later, leaving no words.

The helicopter was knocked out, and the enemy's arrogance was weak, but it inspired their revenge even more, and at this time, there were people on both sides who had died in battle, and it had reached the level of killing red eyes, even if General Gordon's retreat order came, I am afraid they would have to persist in fighting.

The battle continued, and after repelling several enemy attacks, the Red Star security guards were running out of bullets and running out of water, and it was a question of how long they could last in this scorching heat.

"I don't know if San Juan has taken it." Someone said.

"The longer we hold the enemy back, the more likely they are to succeed, as long as we take San Juan, we will take the country, the situation is stable, our sacrifice will be worthwhile, and the people of the motherland will remember our name." Zhong Handong said, touching the head of a black teenager next to him, he was Arthur's stand-in, and it was because of him that the contractors and mercenaries would bite them tightly and not let go.

"Who still has bullets." A fighter throws away the last empty magazine.

"It's over." The people next to him had already taken out their pistols, and there was not a single grenade left hanging from his waist.

"It's just that this kid is quite pitiful, and he wants to die with us." Zhong Handong sighed, took off the body armor and put it on the child, took off the multi-functional bayonet and mounted it on the muzzle.

"When the bullets are finished, they fight with bayonets, and they will die like a man." Zhong Handong said calmly.

The rest of the men also loaded their bayonets and prepared to engage the enemy in a hand-to-hand fight.

Zhong Handong said to the black child, "When we rush out, you will run in the opposite direction, understand?" ”

The child nodded as if he didn't understand, and his eyes were full of tears.

"Alright, ready." Zhong Handong held up the rifle with his disabled hand, his eyes were fixed on the approaching enemy outside, and he was about to rush out with a shout, when suddenly a piercing whistling sound sounded in the sky, which was the sound of a supersonic fighter jet.

A silver-white warhawk quickly appeared in the air, the nose was inhaled, the delta wing was single-hung tail, the standard Soviet-style front-line fighter MiG-21, and the four rocket nests under the wings were launched one after another, and the area around the mine was suddenly in flames.

Supersonic fighters are an amateur in ground support missions, but they can also solve urgent problems, and the power of the 57mm rockets on board is huge, and the corpses of mercenaries and contractors are scattered all over the field.

"Hit." Zhong Handong gave the order, and the soldiers fired all the remaining bullets.

The enemy, realizing that it was impossible to win, quickly retreated,