Guerrilla artifact!

It's best to have a car pulling, it's okay if you don't have a small cart, you can launch it without putting it on the ground, if you don't even have a launch device, you can use a few dry batteries and two wires to light it, if you don't have it, use a lighter.

If you don't have a lighter, then why don't you play a fart and find a place to dig a hole and bury it yourself.

Alva. Pence stared at them, his eyes widened, he held his breath, and he was a little envious, this is a heavy guy, the price of this shell has soared to 20,000 US dollars a round in Central Africa!

This is not to brag, there is one in Somalia

"Pirate Exchange", that is, if you can't go to sea, but you can press something, such as bullets, or firearms.

Then according to the harvest, you will be given dividends, generally grab a big ship, the ransom is two million dollars, there was once a woman named Kennetlan, her husband died at sea, but there were two RPG shells at home.

She gave this cannonball to the pirate who got a fire in the exchange, and then the gang also gave it a big ticket, and later according to the price, the price of two cannonballs was 70,000 yuan, and the dividend was 400,000 US dollars!

You don't have to worry about it for the rest of your life, so this exchange is sometimes the real price field of weapons and ammunition.

These tubes of 107 rockets must cost at least a hundred thousand dollars, Alva. Pence wants to say that it is impossible not to envy his ears, he has to care about picking and searching when he hits bullets, the other party has already used a cannon, but he can't understand, what do they make with this weapon? Isn't this a loss-making deal?

In Alva. In a few seconds that Peng Si thought about it, the 107 rocket launcher "Xiuxiu" bombarded into the distance, he quickly got up, knelt on one knee, and cautiously looked towards the front fire point, a burst of ash, I couldn't see anything, but the fire point was obviously dumb, and there were people on his own side in front of him cheering loudly.

In front of the shells, any fortification is scum, not to mention that the 107 gun, which can be listed as a guerrilla artifact, is famous for its fierce lethality.

Alva. Pence took advantage of this point of fire to be unplugged, jumped up at once, took the carbine, bent down and moved quickly, and did not forget to run a few steps to make tactical moves, this kind of high-intensity sport is really only played by young people, and people who have not undergone special training cannot move at all.

Tactical actions have evolved into one of the important factors in the quality of individual soldiers, each action is accumulated by predecessors under bullets and blood, and it is already the most perfect, but the premise is also to have physical strength, which is why the regiment commander will have the idea of retiring.

People will grow old!

"Quick! Bring up the spare weapon. ”

Seeing that the commanding fire point was blown up, the second lieutenant in the back hurriedly shouted, the soldiers who were still wailing on the ground didn't care, now it was stabilized again, and the gap must not let him hit it, but the mercenaries were not vegetarians, a fierce-looking, bearded, Anglo-Saxon man, holding a Seitmai Ameli machine gun, which uses 5.56×45mm NATO standard ammunition, is actually a light assault machine gun, mainly because it is lightweight, compact and easy to carry, It can be used in the final stage of charge combat, so there is still a market.

Especially mercenaries Many machine gunners are particularly fond of Spanish goods, although the country is twilight, but the industry still has objectivity to a certain extent, this big man has a bullet chain on his body, wears a pair of sunglasses, his muscles are shaking with the recoil, and his facial muscles are also hideous, and after about two hundred rounds of ammunition are fired, he took out a grenade from the small bag on the edge of his cargo pants, pulled the fuse, and waved his arm vigorously.

Perfect parabola!

And, the perfect explosion.

The second lieutenant's shouts suddenly stopped, and the others took advantage of this time to finally charge towards the center of Nettingale's town!

Diag. When Hassan heard the soldier's report, he was angry, gritted his teeth, picked up the Austrian sharpshooter Steyr MPi69 submachine gun on the table, put on the helmet, and shouted to the staff officer, countercharge!

Modern warfare will not lack the saying that the charge will not be lacking, but when this trait happens to African troops, it is rare, but it is also characteristic of the 3rd Regiment, to live to the death!

Of course, there were some people who stopped, most of them were his classmates, who were not obliged to die for Somalia, but just stood there and took out the surrender letter in their arms. Hassan allowed it, and they looked at Diag as he ran out, and a little guilt flashed in their eyes.

After all, it is a very shameful act to abandon their comrades at this time, but in the face of dignity and survival, they chose the latter, which is understandable.

The sound of gunfire and roaring outside was deafening.

The 100,000 dollar deal of the Zaire Overseer is something that can make people's blood boil, Alva. Pence held a carbine and raised his hand to shoot, not daring to get too close to the large army, and it was easy to be concentrated.

His eyes were sharp, and he saw a few black men in neat military uniforms coming out of a private house, and he immediately saw the stars on the shoulders of the other party, and his eyes lit up, it was a few big fish, and he hurriedly unloaded the grenade and threw it at the other party.

Three or four seconds later, there was a bang!

It's all in the streets, Alva. Pence was still not at ease, holding a gun for a burst of strafing, first killing and then talking, and then carefully passing over, can he survive under this chain? See that epaulettes, Colonel? His eyes lit up, and he quickly ripped off the epaulettes!

"Thank you very much, sir, for a good journey."

……

At 17:11 p.m., the town of Netingale was completely breached, and tens of thousands of people rushed in.

Of course, the situation was very chaotic, looting, the overseers of Zaire said that as long as they won, these would belong to them, and of course there were some people who were looking for commanders, as long as they got the other party's epaulettes, there must be extra money to take, but after turning around, except for some lieutenants, they didn't see the colonel, and they just thought that Diag. Hassan ran.

Spat and expressed helplessness, and joined the snatching team.

At 16:25 p.m., Zaire announced that he had recaptured the town of Nettinger, and killed the commander of the 3rd Regiment, Diag. Hassan! At the press conference, a photograph of his death, as well as epaulettes, was shown to attract a large number of flashes, which was important news, and it marked the cripplement of the so-called expeditionary force in Somalia.

At the press conference, Mobutu unabashedly arrogant and proud, "Let those Somalis get out of Zaire!" We want to retaliate and hit Mogadishu! ”

"Bang bang bang!"

General Hassan, who was far away in Mogadishu, was not so calm, he smashed his beloved porcelain vase, and kept roaring in the office, although the 3rd Regiment was annihilated by only two battalions, and some of them escaped by luck because they did not gather, but his nephew died, which made him feel distressed, but more surprised, why did this Netingale town break if it was broken?

Isn't it at least possible to hold out for two or three days, and when the time comes, the other party will be surrounded and the other party can be taken down in one fell swoop, but now... The 1st Mixed Division was completely outflanked, and the rest of the support was nowhere to be seen, and Hassan felt furious.

He propped up the table, panting and red-eyed, he knew that there must be something going on in this, who wanted Diag to die the most?

Basil?

Or their own sons?

Or... That Asian?

Now it's gone, and the trump card in his hand has been completely defeated.