The reason why this group of blacks has been watching the excitement is that they think that James is taking his men to teach Farah's men a lesson not far away!

In the eyes of this group of black people, James's men are very powerful, on the African continent, no one is their opponent, but when they saw the mercenary's convoy retreating in disarray, they found that it seemed to be different from what they thought, but now it was too late.

"Prepare to meet the enemy!"

As soon as the black commander shouted, a shell fell in the camp, and the black commander was directly killed, James lay on the ground, looked at half of his palm, was stunned for a moment, and then got up: "You guys, resist!" ”

After finishing speaking, he rushed towards the camp without looking back, the fuel of the armored car was running out, and the target was too big to be used for escape, and continuing to drive the armored car was equivalent to using the remaining reinforcements and others as a target.

The blacks are panicking now, they are lying on the ground dodging the shells, and at the same time they see a row of tanks appearing behind them, it is impossible to resist, they can only run first to survive, what is the war, it is better to leave it to others, well, those who can't outrun themselves.

Yu Yuanjun and others are now chasing crazy, and a poem sounded in their minds, which is the most appropriate to use here, it is advisable to chase the poor and poor, which is what is happening now, whether it is a mercenary or a black man, it has become a collapsed army.

"Rush in!"

There are still a lot of blacks and mercenaries in the camp, some of them have spread their feet and started to run away desperately, but there are still people who resist, holding their own weapons, standing up, and shooting at the tank, I don't know if they don't know the power of the tank, or if they think they are Rambo, and the bullets can easily blow up all the tanks.

"Da Da Da ......"

The tanks that were the first to rush into the camp found a position with a relatively wide field of vision, and began to strafe directly into the camp, three machine guns side by side, constantly strafing at the blacks.

The tank is like a steel beast, wielding its minions fiercely, constantly harvesting the life in front of it, some black people rush up with grenades or other things, wanting to die together, but before they can enter, they are directly interrupted by large-caliber bullets and broken into pieces.

"Surrender or kill!"

While carrying out the massacre, while persuading to surrender, the fighting has been somewhat insufficient, the tank shells are not lacking, but the lack of machine gun bullets, because it is not a city storm, nor a tank battle, basically each tank has fired more than a dozen shells, and there are more than 20 shells in the magazine, but with the more than 4,000 rounds of ammunition carried by the tank, there are only about 500 rounds left.

After hearing someone persuade them to surrender, some mercenaries who could understand English immediately threw away their weapons without hesitation and began to surrender.

There are also some blacks who can't understand English and don't know what it means, people with slightly more active brains still learn to be mercenaries, raise their hands and surrender, and some people with stupid brains don't understand what is going on, so they are directly killed.

"Whew, it's finally over!" Yu reinforcements jumped down from the tank, looked at the blacks and mercenaries kneeling down in front of them, smiled, and inspected this broken camp, I have to say that if this camp was designed by the people of the independent front, it is really possible for them to unify Somalia, but it seems that this group of blacks panicked after encountering the tank, it should be made by this group of mercenaries.

Fortunately, he had already defeated the mercenaries in the field before, if they organized effective resistance, the rest of the reinforcements were estimated to pay a lot of price, and the layout around the single-round camp was very professional, including foxholes, anti-tank barricades, and so on.

"Why don't these barricades come out!" Yu Yuanjun looked at the stone piers on the side of the road, this thing is just a stone, but this thing is thrown around the road, and the tank can't do anything about it.

"When we went out before, we asked these blacks to move back, but they didn't move!" One of the mercenaries complained in a low voice that due to the large number of convoys, the mercenaries needed to remove the barricades when they left the camp.

Before leaving, they also explained to the blacks, and they belonged to them after they left, but obviously, this group of blacks didn't put this matter in their hearts at all, and after the mercenaries left, what should they do, what did they go, so when the remaining reinforcements and others chased after them, they were unimpeded.

"I see acquaintances!"

After Yu Yuanjun walked around, he found a mercenary, very familiar, and thought about it in his mind, there are not many mercenaries who have a good relationship with him, he doesn't know him, but he can be sure that he has seen it.

"Your head up!" Yu Reinforcement walked up to the mercenary and pointed a gun at his head.

After the mercenary heard it, he raised his head and glanced at Yu Yuanjun, then snorted coldly, lowered his head without speaking, Yu Yuanjun stared at this mercenary for a long time, and he was sure, very sure, this person must have seen it himself, but he didn't know where he had seen it.

"Drew, do you know this person?" The remaining reinforcements pulled Drew over, and the two stared at the mercenary together, both of them felt familiar, but they didn't know where they had seen it.

"It's familiar!"

Drew also felt familiar, and Yu Reinforcement was a little strange, squatting down and looking at the mercenary: "Hey, what's your name!" ”

"Farr!"

"Which mercenary group are you from?"

"Necromantic Knights Mercenary Regiment!" After Farr finished speaking, he waited for the remaining reinforcements: "I can give you as much money as you need to redeem yourself, I just want me to enjoy the treatment I deserve!" ”

When Yu Yuanjun heard the words of this necromantic knight, a smile appeared on his face, indeed a smile, a cruel smile, nodded slowly, stood up, and looked around: "Who else among you is from the necromantic knight mercenary group, come out, you are lucky, I know your group leader!" ”

"You know me?"

At this time, a white man in his forties raised his head and looked at Yu Yuanjun, racking his brains in his mind, when did he meet a yellow man, but unfortunately, he almost thought about his childhood playmates, but he didn't expect that among the people he knew, there was such a person as Yu Yuanjun, and asked in a slightly questioning tone: "I am the leader of the Necromantic Knight Mercenary Regiment, have we met somewhere?" ”