As if the tech tree had been lit up, Farah walked back and forth a few steps, then called a subordinate to come over, and after a little admonition to his subordinates, he immediately began to prepare, and sometimes, someone needed a little nudge.

Maybe Saburo Sakai didn't know how much impact this time had on the future, the black people didn't know the RPG helicopter trick at first, but now after learning this technique, a year later, something shocking to the world will happen, the Black Hawk fell.

Yu Reinforcements would not have thought that the world's shocked Black Hawk fell, because it was triggered by itself, because this group of blacks learned to use RPGs to fight helicopters in order to deal with their hippos, if they knew, they didn't know whether to cry or laugh, and inadvertently pitted the Americans.

But now the remaining reinforcements need to solve the trouble of Farah first, the navy has been repulsed, but there is still the army, this time Farah and the Japanese mercenaries are not here to fight soy sauce, they are really ready to eliminate the remaining reinforcements and others in one fell swoop.

"Drew, how's it going over there? We've repelled the pirates here! ”

"For the time being, there has been no fighting, this group of blacks is clearing mines, but they are using their lives to clear mines, hundreds of people have died, and they are still stubbornly advancing little by little, and now they are less than 500 meters away from passing through the minefield!"

"I'll go right over!"

After Yu Reinforcement finished speaking, he walked to the side of the tank: "Leave ten tanks for you, you take people to pay attention to the sea, don't be attacked, and the rest of the people follow me to kill that group of black people!" ”

"Roger!"

With thirty tanks and two helicopters, Yu Reinforcements came to a short distance behind the canyon, where the high ground on both sides was now about to be built into permanent fortifications by Yu Reinforcements and others, and several anti-cline artillery positions were now being built.

"How's it going?"

"See for yourself!"

Drew handed the telescope to Yu Reinforcements, who looked at it and found that there were hundreds of black people in the distance, trembling and walking forward, and behind them, there were quite a few bodies, this small minefield has killed many black people, and now this group of blacks has turned this minefield into a forbidden place for death.

"Well, there should be an hour or so to come, take a rest first, we are ready to fight, this time the blacks are all elite troops, everyone pay attention to safety, although the pension I give is not low, but I hope to send you back are ashes!"

"Thank you boss, we got it!"

Farah watched the slow progress of the front-line thunder cannon fodder, and his mood became even more irritable, he picked up the satellite phone and talked to the front-line commander: "I don't care what method you use, within half an hour, make a safe passage for me, we need to attack, not spend here!" ”

"Yes, head!"

The officer supervising the battle at the front raised the AK next to him, fired a few shots into the sky, and then shouted loudly: "Everyone go forward at once, no retreat, no standing still, move forward quickly, the person who passes through the minefield will be rewarded with a hundred dollars, and now go immediately!" ”

As he spoke, he kicked a thin black man beside him, the black man who was originally in the back of the queue felt that it was not his turn to cross this minefield, and he was still complacent thinking that he didn't have to die, who knew that now no matter whether you were in front of the queue or behind, you would have to die.

It's to die, the blacks in the first few rows, there are not many people who survived, and if they are still alive, they have to continue to move forward, the injured are wailing, and if they are lucky, they can receive a peanut to end their lives, and more often they die in pain.

"Go ahead, immediately, immediately!" The Overseer officers shouted that this time the bullet was not in the sky, but in front of them, and the blacks knew that if they stayed where they were, the next bullet would hit them.

"Ah......" A black young man who was probably a teenager could not stand this stimulation, covered his ears with his hands, shouted, and ran forward with his eyes closed, not caring whether there were mines or not, while the black people around him stared at the young man, hoping for a miracle.

The miracle was that the black boy ran all the way to the edge of the canyon, without stepping on a single mine, and there was a minefield in the middle that no one had stepped on, and when he stopped and saw where he was, he immediately shouted excitedly: "I'm fine, I'm fine, hahahaha, I'm still alive, I'm fine, I'm here, a hundred dollars!" ”

The black boy shouted excitedly, and at the same time, Yu Yuanjun also saw the lucky little guy, gently lowered the binoculars, and looked at Drew, who comprehended and handed Yu Yuanjun an M24.

"A lucky kid indeed!" Yu Yuanjun said as he aimed at the black man's body: "If this shot goes down and you don't die, I'll let you go!" After Yu Yuanjun finished speaking, he pulled the trigger, and the bullet hit the young man directly in the chest.

The black boy who fell to the ground, Lady Luck, did not take care of him, directly triggered a mine, and the bones of the bombed were gone, after the remaining reinforcements finished shooting, they put away the sniper rifles, not that the remaining reinforcements were cruel, but that the remaining reinforcements could not let the blacks have any possibility of improving morale, black people generally fought with the wind very strongly, and they were not even afraid of death to rush forward, but when the wind was against the wind, they were basically ostriches, so the remaining reinforcements did not miss any opportunity to hit their morale.

Sure enough, when this lucky boy was killed by the remaining reinforcements and his bones were blown up by the mines, the black cannon fodder, who was still shouting excitedly just now, suddenly fell silent, and the pace that had been accelerated slowed down, the role model was dead, and the blow was huge.

"Don't stop, keep going, keep going, run forward, go through the minefield, and you'll get the money!" The officers who were overseeing the battle were still shouting loudly, and at the same time shot a few black men who were secretly retreating, which stabilized the situation.

"Ah......h

"Ah......h

The blacks, who had been suppressed by this oppressive atmosphere for a long time, finally some of them couldn't help it and began to scream and rush forward, hoping that they were lucky enough to be able to cross the minefield safely.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

“……”

A series of explosions sounded, these black people are not the people favored by the goddess of luck, not long after they ran out, they stepped on a mine, and were killed or injured, but they had to continue to move forward, behind them were the cruel overseers, retreating is death, only to go forward to find the slightest possibility of survival, this is Africa, human life is cheaper than grass.