The blacks are not brain-dead, and they probably feel that if they continue to send, the number of people will not be able to fill this hole, so they simply did not attack again in a very harmonious manner.

They were just observing the positions of the remaining reinforcements and others from a distance, while the Japanese tried their best to find out the specific location of the artillery positions of the remaining reinforcements, and the threat of artillery to this group of Japanese was too great.

It was too chaotic last night, the Japanese didn't have time to calculate, and even if they did, Yu Reinforcements and others were not black fools, they didn't know how to transfer positions, and the artillery positions had already changed places.

Time passed little by little, and the number of blacks who began to gather began to increase, from less than a thousand people at the beginning, and now there is a piece of Wuyang, and the remaining reinforcements also feel a little pressure, although the blacks have no combat effectiveness, but if the number is large, they will charge together, and the mountains and fields will come over, and the remaining reinforcements will not be able to stop them.

Most of these blacks were summoned by Farah, and without money, they just said a word, fight and take care of food, and many blacks who did not have enough to eat in Mogadishu ran over, holding all kinds of weapons, and the remaining reinforcements could not see clearly, otherwise they would not be worried, just a group of soldiers who did not even have weapons.

"Get all the tanks out and get ready, and give them a good one at night!"

You can't sit still, offense is always the best defense, send people out to kill some of them first, there are a lot of tanks, there are not enough manpower, but if you just simply start and slaughter with parallel machine guns, it's not a big problem.

"Is the helicopter going to be dispatched?"

Yu Yuanjun shook his head: "The helicopter is the last killer feature, the last to use!" ”

"Good!"

Until the evening, in the camp of the blacks, there have been people coming one after another, more and more people, and finally there are about 10,000 blacks in front of the remaining reinforcements and others, this is still the result of Farah's control of the number of people, otherwise the old, weak, sick and disabled all come together, there are not 100,000 but also 50,000 or 60,000, Farah does not have so much food supply, and one meal a day is also a great food consumption.

After nightfall, the remaining reinforcements and all their subordinates stared at the black camp in the distance, this group of black people was really bold, and actually lit a bonfire at night, and occasionally some music came, as if they were singing and dancing to celebrate something.

"What are those blacks doing?" Yu Yuanjun put down the binoculars a little incomprehensibly.

"Maybe it's dancing!"

"They dance? What to celebrate? "Yu Yuanjun can't understand these black people, is it a traditional festival? However, since they are dancing, it is indeed a good opportunity for Yu Yuanjun and others to take them by surprise.

"Prepare, and when it's nine o'clock, we'll do it and let these blacks have a long memory!"

"Good!"

The tanks have been assembled in the rear of the canyon, and the only thing to worry about now is that the blacks have a large amount of anti-tank equipment, but looking at the appearance of the blacks, they would not have thought that tonight, the remaining reinforcements and others would attack them.

The celebration of the blacks is spontaneous, to be precise, because the night is too boring, after this group of blacks got on fire, they had nothing to do, and the blacks with loudspeakers began to move, for this kind of activity the blacks have no ability to resist, and they started their own celebrations around the bonfire, who let them eat enough today.

Farah had already gone back early, and at the same time began to gather some of his more capable subordinates, ready to participate, of course, this part of the subordinates was not to give heads, but to be used as a killer weapon, following the Japanese activities, and finally going to grab things.

As for the lion, he dares to be angry, his fist is smaller than others, and now he can only endure it silently, but he doesn't like this feeling, if he can, the lion hopes that he can kill Farah, but he knows that he is just thinking about it.

"Damn it!" After the male lion took a sip of wine, he looked at the lion's troops not far away, then looked at his own troops, looked at the yellow muscles under his hands, and temporarily put away his ambitions, if he had the opportunity, he would definitely ......

"Tell the refugees to stop making a fuss and get off to bed early!" After the male lion finished speaking, he got into his tent, and now he needed to release his pressure, huge pressure, after pulling two women into the tent, he began to eagerly prepare the plan to create a man.

As for Saburo Sakai, he is constantly studying the map, there is no electricity, he can only use traditional coal lamps, and he is looking for the direction of possible attacks on the remaining reinforcements little by little, but now it seems that the result is not very good, his brows are still tightened, and he still can't find any useful way.

"Is there only one way to storm it?" Saburo Sakai looked at the map and said to himself, if you attack strongly, you need to pay too much, maybe your subordinates will have to fill in a lot, but there is no way.

"There is an old Chinese saying that the boat will naturally go straight to the bridge, maybe the group of people on the opposite side will see that there are many of us, and they may retreat by themselves!" After Saburo Sakai said one more sentence, he threw the pen in his hand to the ground, closed his eyes and prepared to rest, maybe tomorrow or the day after tomorrow, a real modern war will come on the African continent.

The black man's camp, after the lion's order, slowly regained its calm, and once again fell into a kind of pitch blackness, only occasionally there were various cries, and other than that, it was almost impossible to see anyone and the black man blending into the night again.

And the position of the remaining reinforcements in the distance, the remaining reinforcements looked up at the moon that was half covered by dark clouds, and then looked at their watches, the time is up, they can start to act, and after raising the flashlight and circling a few times, all the old Maozi retreated from the position in an orderly manner, came to the tank, and waited for the next order.

The soldiers who did not have a tank to sit and could not drive the tank remained in their positions, but the number was not large, less than twenty people, because the tank did not have enough gunners this time, so the tank attacked mainly with parallel machine guns and tracks.

"Let's go!" The T72 tank has radio technology, and the remaining reinforcements can easily lead all the tanks, and as the order is given, the steel monster that originally hid its hideous barrel and huge body in the dark night is slowly launched.

"Boom!"

A loud engine noise sounded, like an ancient beast slowly waking up in the night, and let out the first howl that told the world that it was infested, and the sound became louder and louder as the number of tanks started more and more.