Sudden Sudden Rush!

A few tongues of fire above the streets of Nettingale town center, the Zairean soldiers emerging from the corner were torn to shreds by machine guns.

The PK machine gun at close range has absolute dominance!

This frightened the rest of the soldiers to weaken their feet, and the mercenaries mixed in it were also nervous, forty or fifty people had died in this corner, and at the beginning a group of people poured out, wanting to rush over by crowd tactics, but this intertwined line of fire is more secret than the network cable.

Some people have also tried to use shoulder-fired rockets, but the other party's position is too good, close to the wall of 40 centimeters thick, and the rocket warhead iron also depends on the ability.

The road was pressed to death.

The heavy artillery in Zaire's mouth is actually just an M114 155 mm howitzer, which is a 105 mm towed howitzer with a caliber of the rock island arsenal, which was equipped with Eagle sauce infantry divisions from the 40s, and was exported to more than 40 countries in Europe, Asia, and Africa because of its superior performance.

In order to exterminate the 3rd Regiment, Zaire brought these antiques, rusty, and did not know how to care for them at all, and the discerning mercenaries were disappointed after looking at them, and they all felt that this was already thankful for not blowing up, and they did not desire that he could make any outstanding contributions in this battle.

In the midst of the ruins, several figures hunched over the corners of the walls.

Alva. Pence squatted in the corner, with a carbine by his side, holding a canned beef, he was nibbling comfortably, and there was an ammunition box under his buttocks, which was actually some medical kits, etc., he belonged to a mercenary group active in West Africa - "Heart of War", the scale was not large, only about a dozen people, but it was well-equipped, all American-made equipment, and there were two radios between each other.

During the civil war in Sierra Leone, their mercenaries were hired by government forces and were classified as second-class mercenaries for $5,000 a day.

But in this battle, eight people were lost, and the people of these small mercenary groups were life and death, rich and noble, and they didn't say anything about pensions, the employer wouldn't give it to you, and the mercenary group itself wouldn't give it to you.

Of course, it depends on the head of the regiment, after all, a pension is a large expenditure, let alone a pension for eight people?

The head of the "Heart of War" is a middle-aged man in his 40s, who has been in this business for more than 20 years, and he is a very good person, and when eight people are killed, the average family sends 80,000 US dollars.

The team's funds were almost emptied, and the money was originally intended to be used to replenish supplies. Pence also felt the oppression within.

He raised his head with a little envy, and looked at a camp not far away, where he could see three or four off-road vehicles, as well as the occasional flashing figure.

I heard that it was a temporary gathering place for a security company. Pence has seen the other party's equipment, the sniper is known as the "green gun king" M40A1 sniper rifle, the price is about 170,000 US dollars, expensive is his high-magnification optical sight, the effective distance is 800 meters, within 800 meters, you can kill people's heads in seconds.

In addition to snipers, including firefighters, they are equipped with individual bazookas, shotguns and other weapons of close range destruction, which is simply the envy of others.

And, Alva. Pence has also seen the other party's food, all individual self-heating food, which includes beef, vegetables and cigarettes, this treatment is too hot, there is systematic logistics support, there is no need for employees to worry about what is called worry.

Every year the "Heart of War" spends money on logistics. As the logistics director, Pence still knows very well, about 1120,000 US dollars, which may not seem like a big number, but everyone is fighting for money, and if this money is saved, the average person can earn more than 5,000 US dollars a year, which is a lot of income.

"Isn't it a little envious?"

Right here in Alva. When Peng Si took a few more looks, a figure sat down next to him, and he trembled in surprise, and subconsciously turned his head with an embarrassed face, "Leader."

Sitting next to him was a bearded man, with a slight Turkish taste, his eyes were deep, and he looked up at the temporary camp of the security company, and he also sighed, "It's really enviable." ”

"Captain, I... Our canned beef is also fragrant. "Alva. Pence also scooped a few mouthfuls and put them in his mouth, but the canned beef had a sour smell, which was provided by Zaire, and it looked like there was still oil floating on the surface, but this mouthful was stuffy, and he couldn't help but spit it out.

As if he already understood, the head of the regiment calmly took out the cigarette case and handed it to Alva. Pence hesitated, he still picked up the root, thanked him, lowered his head, and took a few deep sips, this can't be too high-profile, the other party's snipers and others will specifically aim at the smoking point, then it's really funny.

"I'm going to make this last one, and I'm going to quit." After the regimental commander fell his wrist on his knee, he sighed.

Alva. Burns looked up suddenly, "Regiment... cough cough cough..."This cigarette choked in his throat, his face turned red, his chest was hot and painful, he covered his chest, exhaled a long breath, and the symptoms eased a little, and said anxiously, "Commander, what do you mean?" Are you leaving? ”

"I'm old, and the battlefield is no longer for me." The regiment commander was very lonely, although he had experience of war in his head, but... Many tactical movements have been made no longer possible, the connection between the brain and the body has begun to become sluggish, and even the eyes have become cloudy, time has long deprived him of his sharpness, and now he is just an old vulture looking for a little so-called security for his future life.

After finishing this vote, the head of the regiment can be regarded as having saved enough, and he will find a small business for the rest of his life, which is enough for the family's expenses.

It has been said that the battlefield belongs to men, and men belong to the years...

Fights and collisions can explode male hormones, hormones in the cerebral cortex give you an adrenaline rush, and when a bullet grabs your scalp, from fear to fear to numbness, and finally to the first dollar you get, the joy can be anesthetic.

But the years... Won't let anyone go.

Alva. Pence opened his mouth and listened to the regimental commander, "I know you want to make money, and I can't stop you from going to war, but if you can, try to join them." He said, gesturing at the security company, "Without the logistics of capital, anything is like the walking dead, and it's too difficult for us." ”

This is the experience of the old-timers.

Human beings have been social animals since the beginning, even war is no exception, looking at the equipment and treatment of other people, there are obviously people behind them to help, and a group of people to help these people serve, it must be elite.

Alva. Pence looked at the head of the regiment, and then nodded!

The regimental commander patted him on the shoulder with great satisfaction, bent over, and went to his place to stay, this time was used to replenish energy as soon as possible, the atmosphere in the air was very oppressive, and the people sent by Mobutu were already shouting in the back, nothing more than asking them to organize another charge.

The first to rush into town will be rewarded with $100,000!

This number made the mercenaries' heads heat up suddenly, they themselves came with money, relatively speaking, they were not so afraid of death.

Alva. Pence dropped the can, picked up his carbine, and followed the regimental commander to charge Nattingale once again.

Diag. Hassan is also insidious, in addition to the PK machine gun that occupies the high point, he also coordinates 6 M-224 mortars in a unified manner, specifically stuck on the main road, and gives the other party a boring first,

The 60 mm caliber is enough to blow people up, and the mercenaries who lack heavy weapons are screaming, and no one expects the other party to be so yin.

There was no sound at all before, and now the sudden attack was a bit of a surprise.

Alva. Pence rolled on the spot, shrunk back, he wiped his face, and breathed heavily, his lungs were hot from the violent running, his eyes swept behind him casually, and he saw the mercenaries of the security company driving an off-road vehicle, and the back seat of the car was dismantled, and there was an iron bump.

Like a cannon?

Alva. Pence squinted his eyes and looked at it carefully, looking startled, this seemed to be... 107 rocket artillery ?!

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