"Lord Farah, I want to know what the hell is going on!" After Saburo Sakai withdrew, the first thing he did was to rush into the headquarters, find Farah, and ask why he had shelled himself just now.

Farah sat on the chair, looked at the angry Saburo Sakai, and smiled contemptuously: "Mr. Saburo Sakai, if I'm not mistaken, you should be attacking now, on the battlefield, but now you have withdrawn, are you Japanese all cowards?" If you can't beat it, just run? ”

Saburo Sakai looked at Farah, his face turned cold: "Hmph, whether we Japanese are cowards or not is not something you can evaluate, I just need an explanation, why are you shelling us, otherwise, today I will let you know what will happen if you provoke us!" ”

After finishing speaking, he glanced at the translator: "Tell him what I said!" ”

After listening to the translator translate Saburo Sakai's words, Farah was stunned for a moment, then laughed, and pointed at Saburo Sakai with his finger: "Explanation? There is no explanation, you are hired by me, you can only be responsible for fighting, you have to listen to me for specific tactics, I ordered the artillery, now give you two choices, either return to the battlefield now, or! ”

After finishing speaking, he took out his weapon, pointed to Saburo Sakai's head, and signaled that if he didn't go back, he would be killed directly.

Saburo Sakai looked at Farah who took out his gun, pulled out a pistol from his waist like lightning in his left hand, and also pointed at Farah's head: "You can try, my gun is fast, or your gun is fast!" After saying that, a strange smile appeared on his face, as if he was taunting Farah for not daring to shoot.

"Do you dare to shoot?" Farah is also a person who has experienced strong winds and waves, with a calm smile on his face from beginning to end, he knows that Saburo Sakai will not dare to shoot, and once he shoots, all Japanese will not survive.

"Guess I dare!" Saburo Sakai held the gun very steadily, pointed at Farah's head, with a mocking smile on his face, the ghost knows if this guy will shoot, and Farah has no bottom in his heart, the ghost knows if this guy will shoot suddenly.

The two men were in a stalemate for about five minutes, and finally Farah spread his hands: "What the hell do you want to do?" Add money or kill me? We are wasting time here, there is no point in it! ”

Saburo Sakai smiled: "I don't want money, I don't want to kill you, I won't take this task, our Sakura mercenary group is now withdrawing from this battle!" ”

After finishing speaking, Saburo Sakai put away his pistol and stared at Farah: "I know you want to kill me now, but if you do it, although our Sakura mercenary group will die, you won't be able to live, you know what we did!" After saying that, a small red dot appeared on Farah's chest, and a Japanese sniper had locked on him.

"Hmph, you'd better not come to Somalia in the future!" After Farah finished speaking, he turned his back, and the two men blocked in front of Farah left and right, blocking the gun line, while Saburo Sakai stepped back little by little, with a smile on his face from beginning to end.

After Saburo Sakai walked out of Farah's gate, he glanced back, a trace of coldness flashed on his face, he spat on the ground, and looked at his subordinates around him: "Inform everyone, retreat immediately, remember, leave a little good for this group of Somalis, and any of you can contact the people of the war mercenary group, the corpse of our brother, can you let us bring it back!" The price can be negotiated! ”

"Okay, head!"

The world of mercenaries is generally not a mortal enemy, like a bald head and a scarface, that kind of hatred is basically irreducible, but most of them, each for their own master, after the death of a person, will be considerate of each other, it is normal to receive a corpse, the main thing, the corpse can also be sold for money, which can be regarded as an additional income.

In Farah's camp, one of his subordinates ran to Farah's side and looked at Saburo Sakai, who walked out: "Head, are we just going to let this group of Japanese leave?" They are so arrogant that if you don't kill them, you can't swallow this breath! ”

Farah's face has always been unpleasant, and he also wants to kill this group of Japanese who don't give him face, but now the devil knows what the Japanese did in the camp, what if the shooting just started here, and the dirt plane was made outside? After all, they have been living together for a long time, and they have moved their hands and feet, and the level of their own hands really can't be discovered, and Farah still has this self-knowledge.

"Then it's ...... to let them go."

The subordinates are still a little angry, they were too arrogant just now, ordinary people really can't bear it, of course Farah can't bear it, his face has been unpredictable, and finally smiled: "Let them go first, and when they get out of Mogadishu, let them be killed!" After finishing speaking, a grim look appeared on his face, and he picked up the phone and began to set it up.

And the Japanese mercenaries on this side are not idle, knowing that this Farah will definitely not let himself go easily, so they began to arrange it, first of all, Farah's artillery, the Japanese have played several times, and it is very simple to leave a little back door, basically as long as the Japanese are willing, these Farah's lifeblood will be destroyed in an instant.

"Captain, our people have already been arranged, it will explode in about two hours, and there are several places where detonators are installed, as long as there is an accident, we will detonate it immediately!"

Saburo Sakai nodded, looking at a group of subordinates, the fifty people at the beginning, and then the people who came over later were close to three hundred people in pieces, but now there are less than two hundred and fifty people, and the rest of the people are all left here, sacrificing fifty people in one mission is a big loss for a mercenary group, and few mercenaries will sacrifice so many people because of one mission.

"Let's go, damn Somalia, I don't want to come a second time, inform Miyamoto, if we're okay after we leave, catch up in an hour as originally planned!"

"Good!"

Miyamoto is a sniper, Saburo Sakai brought a total of nearly ten snipers this time, but only five people survived on the battlefield, except for the one who was captured alive by the remaining reinforcements, the rest were snipers who died without knowing it, some were killed by tanks, some were hit by stray bullets, and the worst one was directly hit by their own artillery fire.