Rumble!

Medium-caliber artillery bombarded the town of Nettingal, like a slogan, and the impatient mercenaries and Zairean troops who had been waiting around them all poured towards each other.

In Nattingal, Diag. With only 2 battalions, about 800 men, Hassan was in a vantage point to counterattack the enemy.

The PK machine guns were mounted on the rooftops, and under such heavy fire, almost no one could lift their heads, enough to cover a street no more than seven or eight meters wide.

In order to destroy the living force of the other party, Diag. Hassan also organized a team of about fifty sharpshooters to snipe the opponent's important figures.

Moreover, in order to support at any time, a reserve of two hundred people was also drawn, which is quite a bit of the meaning of the German army in World War II. Hassan was confident that he could hold back the onslaught.

Of course, if you want to fight back or even annihilate the opponent, the possibility is very small.

A private house in Nestingal.

This is Diag. The second headquarters opened by Hassan, he sat solemnly, his body was straight, his brows were slightly frowned, he was holding a pen in his hand, trembling slightly, Mobutu's encirclement of him had been formed, and two divisions and a brigade were mobilized, about 18,000 people, plus mercenaries, more than 20,000 people besieged, no wonder, Diag. Hassan had a surrender document tucked into his clothes.

Africa has been colonized by the Western world for a long time, and the style of this army is almost the same, and there is no idea of killing and sacrificing one's life for righteousness, and surrendering if it cannot be defeated.

This is the norm.

It's just, Diag. Hassan felt that with his elite troops, he should be able to resist for a while, as long as he waited for his uncle's reinforcements.

"Call me Mogadishu".

Diag. Hassan turned his head to the staff officer and suddenly said that he had asked for help.

……

When Hassan hung up the phone, his face haggard, and he now regretted faintly in his heart why he had been involved in this.

Isn't it just a face-saving face, Mobutu is a madman, what do you have to do with him, now it's okay, the elite 3rd Regiment is completely divided in various battlefields in Zaire, even the heir in his heart, don't besiege it now, according to Diag's original words, support it for three more days at most, the other side has heavy artillery to press the formation, I'm afraid that no matter how powerful the defense line is, it will be destroyed in an instant.

Hassan relies on this army to eat, if he is completely annihilated, not to mention other tribes in Somalia, the other tribes in Somalia will definitely rebel, and he can suppress these people, completely relying on force.

Can't put it off!

Either take out Mobutu or... Collect troops.

He hurriedly stood up, walked to the desk, picked up the microphone, and called Tang Dao, and after a few rings, someone answered on the other side.

"I'm Hassan, please answer the phone, Mr. Nicholas." Although he was angry, he still suppressed his anger and maintained his apparent calm.

"Wait a minute."

The little angel covered the microphone and walked towards the Tang Dao who was shooting the target, not panicking, taking his time, and waiting for the other party to finish firing the bullet before handing over the mobile phone, "Boss, General Hassan's phone." ”

"Hehe, it seems that this general really can't wait, and he doesn't have any patience." Tang Dao smiled at Mister beside him, wiped the sweat stains on his palms, and took the phone, "Good afternoon, Mr. Hassan." ”

Hassan took a deep breath, "I wanted to have a good time, but I didn't. The more he thought about it, the more angry he became, he himself was going crazy here, but the other party seemed to be very comfortable, and his tone couldn't help but raise a few points, "Mr. Nicholas, the battle situation is not good!" If I don't want to overthrow Mobutu, I'll call my army back. ”

He thinks that Tang Dao should want Mobutu to die more than him, because, in Zaire's interests, the other party loses the most.

But Tang Dao almost didn't laugh out loud when he heard Hassan's almost childish threat, he himself knew that even if he didn't settle accounts with Mobutu, this time he had come to an end, the mercenaries could only drink to quench their thirst, and they were not in a hurry for the other party's death, and besides, hundreds of employees were active in the enemy, according to the staff of the think tank, as long as he took advantage of the night and rushed a few helicopters into Kinshasa, he would be able to capture Mobutu alive.

The success rate is about 78%!

Moreover, Tang Dao had already heard Hassan's retreat, obviously not wanting to fight, and comforted him mildly, "Mr. Hassan, the battle situation has reached such an anxious point, and any decision may affect the future, so I hope you can still think about it carefully." ”

Hassan was silent for a moment, then gritted his teeth, "So does the Savior Company need to give us some support?" ”

"Of course! Three Su-27s and two Su-24s will take off from Mogadishu and Eritrea respectively to carry out strategic strikes against Kinshasa, and our front-line employees will give tactical guidance to the 3rd Regiment, and two Mi-24 helicopters have been handed over to Kenya and have gone to support Ming, I think that by then, the 1st Mixed Division should form a counter-encirclement. ”

Hassan breathed a sigh of relief, but there was still a deep fear, Tang Dao's strength had expanded to such an extent, he was now more like a puppet, Tang Dao's next words made Hassan furious.

"Mr. Hassan, General Basil is a genuine Somali with a desire for peace, and I think he can take on a more important position in Somalia."

Bastard!

Hassan is angry at this time, and he is about to smoke, what is Basil's identity now? The military boss, and because of the different races, is also the spokesperson of other tribes at the top.

His popularity is gradually gaining momentum, let him go further, where will it go? Does he Hassan want to come down and make a small one for the other party?

"You don't have to worry about this matter, we will solve it ourselves." Hassan dropped this sentence and hung up, he was afraid that he would say too much and he would not be able to help but quarrel with Tang Dao.

Listening to the busy tone in the microphone, Tang Dao smiled helplessly, "This temper is not mellow at all." ”

Immediately afterwards, his face turned grim, and his eyes became very indifferent, "Doesn't he feel that he still has some people in his hands?" And it's not with Diag. Hassan? If a tiger has no last teeth, is it still called a tiger? The bullets on the battlefield don't have long eyes, and Diag may be killed at any point. ”

Mister and Little Angel immediately understood what their boss meant, and hurriedly said beside them, "Yes, war never discriminates anyone's identity, he will die, die on the battlefield." ”

Tang Dao wants to cut off Hassan's hope! Then the rear of Somalia will be more and more stable, Basil is very greedy for money, but he is also very ambitious, and he is not suitable for support, but it is more than enough to be a collaborator, Hassan is a puppet, then the whole Somalia will be the real talker.

As for whether Hassan will avenge Diag, don't make trouble, it's just a nephew, and it will always be a nephew!

When it doesn't threaten his life, all this anger is just a bluff, and no wolf king will send himself to death for a little wolf. 、

There can be many sons, let alone nephews? As long as Hassan is given the illusion that if he is alive, there is hope, then the other party will not have such a great determination to fight hard in his life.

People are greedy for life and afraid of death!

Courage on the battlefield is also another kind of greed, kill the other party, you can live!