The American convoy was full of wounded soldiers of the US military, and they were all the kind of wounded soldiers who could not be dragged on, and if they continued to drag on, they might all die in Mogadishu for some reason.

Therefore, the temporary commander of the US army, gritting his teeth, pulled out a few vehicles, and sent all these wounded soldiers out, and they chose a route with relatively weak black guards, and the journey was considered smooth, and they would soon leave Mogadishu, as long as they left Mogadishu, they would be safe.

But less than two kilometres from Mogadishu, passing a street, several drivers instinctively sensed danger, but they had reached this point and could only keep going.

"Ritter, I feel something is wrong around me, be careful!" The driver said to the person next to him as he accelerated, and the observer next to him nodded, his eyes constantly scanning the surroundings for the enemy's position.

At this time, on both sides of the street, Yu Yang and others were in the house, a few old hairy people, hiding in the corner of the roadside, Yu Yang's subordinates were not the group of black people who didn't want to die, they were carrying an RPG, in the dense space, they didn't want to die with people.

"It's coming!"

The sound of the car is getting closer and closer, Lao Maozi is ready, two are in the alley, and one is on the roof of the building, waiting for the arrival of the Americans, in less than a minute, an armored car covered with bullet marks all over the body hit the head, and the vehicle slowly entered the encirclement.

"Hit!"

With the order of the tsar, three RPGs, two flew to the truck, and one flew to the armored car, the RPG hit the two trucks at the first time, directly blowing the truck into ashes, and the armored car, because of its relatively small size, the RPG grazed the armored car and hit the road.

"Damn, enemy attack, rush over!" The driver of the armored car did not know what was happening, and shouted loudly into the walkie-talkie, but there was no response, and all the people in the truck behind him had been killed.

At this time, there were still a few kilometers away from Yu Yuan's army, Yu Yang got the news that Du Lun was killed, and he was stunned for a moment, he didn't think of the task of not being captured, including Du Ren's death, and the dead Du Ren could be regarded as completing the task by himself.

And the driver of the armored car also saw the raging fire of gas behind him through the rearview mirror, and couldn't help but be stunned: "Everyone, all dead!" ”

"They're all dead!"

The driver and observer suddenly became depressed, and after the two glanced at each other, they stopped the armored car, and then began to slowly turn around: "These damn blacks!" ”

The machine gunner was injured in the arm, but at this time, he struggled to stand up, leaned out, pulled the bolt of the gun with one arm, and kept strafing the black man chasing behind him: "Dada......"

"Die, die, damn guys!" The machine gunners were firing wildly, including their friends and brothers, and their task was to escort the wounded out, but when they saw the blown up truck, several American soldiers fell into a frenzy and began to desperately strafe the pursuers behind them.

"BOSS, I've already killed it, but I ran an armored car, but that armored car, not ready to leave, is fighting with the black people behind!" After finishing speaking, he helped Yu Yang up: "BOSS, do you want to help this group of Americans kill them all." ”

Yu Yang shook his head: "No need, leave it to the blacks to solve them, the angry Americans, maybe they can explode some powerful combat power, we have already sacrificed two people, if we sacrifice again, I can't explain to your family!" ”

"Okay!"

The tsar nodded, took Yu Yang, and walked out of the back of the room, a group of old hairy people, vigilant, slowly walked towards the periphery, and now Mogadishu has nothing to do with them.

At this time, the third batch of US reinforcements, the air force, had already arrived on the battlefield, and five or six hours had passed since the Americans were attacked in Mogadishu, and the Americans had already realized the seriousness of the problem and were fully supporting the US troops trapped in Mogadishu.

Three bombers appeared in the sky over Mogadishu, and the ground guide of the US military who was originally preparing to guide had been killed by the blacks, and the air force unit lacked guidance: "Call the eagle, the Golden Eagle No. 1 has reached the sky above the target, the target has no guidance, ask for ground guidance!" ”

"Eagle received, ground guidance please later!" After finishing speaking, there was an explosion, and Kenny, the temporary commander of the US army, took out the last manual infrared guidance device and handed it to the US soldier next to him: "Go outside and turn on this device!" ”

"Yes!"

The U.S. soldier rushed out of the building with the equipment, and there were blacks everywhere around the periphery, but the soldier was quite athletic, hiding in a corner, and after turning on the guidance equipment, he began to debug it continuously, and finally, the red indicator light lit up.

"Eagle, Golden Eagle One has received guidance!"

"Shet, don't attack the guidance position, we're all here, you can bomb this area at will!" Kenny immediately said that infrared guidance needs to be guided at a high place, but now the US military has no time or space for guidance, so it can only mark its own place.

"Okay, Roger, Golden Eagle No. 2 and No. 3, turn off the infrared guidance function and freely strike the area outside the attack guidance position!"

"Golden Eagle No. 2, received!"

"Golden Eagle Three, Roger!"

"Good luck to all!"

Three bombers began to reduce their altitude, there was no fighter escort, on the African continent, there were no planes capable of knocking down American planes, so the Americans were not worried at all, and now the American F117 has not been shot down, so the Americans are very bold and think that their weapons are the most advanced, and their bombers, fighters, will never be shot down.

At this time, in the camp of the war mercenary group, a radar launcher detected the position of the bomber in the air and reported to Drew: "Boss Drew, we found that there are three planes hovering over Mogadishu in the sky!" ”

"Are you coming for us?"

"For the time being, it is uncertain, it is circling over Mogadishu, it should be the air force of the Americans, coming to support their ground forces!"

"Keep an eye on it for now, don't attack!" After Drew finished speaking, he was a little anxiously waiting for Yu Yang's news, during this time Yu Yang's satellite phone was still unavailable, Drew was a little anxious, afraid that Yu Yang would have an accident.

Drew didn't know that Yu Yang just forgot to charge it yesterday.