"Get closer, this time our main enemy is this group of Japanese mercenaries, after killing this group of mercenaries, the rest are all miscellaneous!" After Yu Yuanjun finished speaking, he observed for a while, slowly shook his head, and was too lazy to shoot now.

The lion stood in the distance and watched the battle, and after hearing the Japanese attack, the lion was particularly excited, including his own elite men, and brought people borrowed from Farah, including ten tanks, and some artillery, it can be said that these equipment can basically go sideways in Somalia.

However, these weapons are not cheap, a commission of 200,000 US dollars, and there are still regulations for shells, tanks can only fire ten shells, and artillery is even less, so you can only come to one round of artillery fire to wash the floor. Yes, give the money, the money is in place, Farah will send you cannonballs, it's such a pit, you don't accept it? Hehe.

The first to advance were the blacks, and the Japanese were very shrewd, although they knew the location of some positions, but they still let the blacks carry out a tentative attack to make the final confirmation, if they could find some hidden firepower points, these blacks died a little value.

Compared to the previous group of black people who didn't know anything, this group of blacks was not bad as a whole, and there was a formation, slowly advancing towards the front, crossing each other to cover, and slowly pushing towards the position.

The advantage of black people at night is really great, black skin is their best protective color, but today the moon is very big, and at the same time I don't know why, this group of black people has black skin, you attack in the night, if you don't have any regular military uniform, you simply don't wear anything, just a group of black people naked, do nothing, no one will find out at all.

But this group of black people, I don't know why, this natural advantage was given up by them, they had to wear all kinds of bells and whistles, although they couldn't see the faces of the blacks, but they could clearly see the various clothes worn by this group of blacks, the red and white were very conspicuous, and they were afraid that people would not know their location.

"After coming in, don't shoot them all, and when the firing point is exposed, move immediately!"

Yu Yuanjun whispered in the walkie-talkie, and he was a little apprehensive in his heart, the last battle was a massacre, and this time it was the first small-scale war to command hot weapons, yes.

In Burma, in the Middle East, it is considered a firefight, not a war, and this is the first time that a battle has been commanded, and there is artillery on the opposite side, and this level of fighting is equivalent to border conflicts in some regions.

A group of blacks, only more than twenty people, cautiously ran into the encirclement, their legs trembling, this group of blacks knew that many people had died here in the past few days, and the enemy was terrifying, but after looking behind them, a group of people pointed their guns at themselves, and those who retreated would be killed, gritted their teeth, and decided to move forward.

It's night, it's night, the enemy should be sleeping, shouldn't notice himself, the black man comforted himself so much, while slowly continuing to push forward, constantly thinking about all kinds of problems in his mind, looking around with a ghostly head.

When the group of blacks reached the middle of the canyon, the remaining reinforcements said into the walkie-talkie: "Fire!" ”

Two hidden points of fire, suddenly uncamouflaged, revealing a hideous face, two machine guns, against the soldiers of this squad began to suppress the fire, da-da-da, two machine guns, without any cover, at twenty people without any obstacles, not a minute, not even thirty seconds, these twenty blacks all fell in a pool of blood.

"Move quickly!"

After the remaining reinforcements saw that all the blacks were killed, they immediately issued a second order, and after the firepower was exposed, they immediately moved, although they were in Africa, they must also stick to this concept, otherwise they will suffer a big loss!

After looking at the two exposed firing points, the Japanese commander Saburo Sakai nodded slowly: "The commander on the opposite side is very shrewd and has not exposed too many firing points, we need artillery support, and carry out a fire strike according to the previously marked artillery fire position."

"Huh? Is it going to be bombarded with artillery fire now? The lion was stunned for a moment, but agreed, and soon the order was transmitted to the supporting artillery positions.

"Got it!"

The commander sent by Farah was called Walson, a mixed-race man, said to be of mixed South African and Elgerian descent, who looked like a black man anyway, and slowly walked to his artillery position, and gave the order according to the instructions on the note.

"Fire!"

There is no so-called locking Zhuyuan, there is no so-called various angles, the artillery just loaded the shells, predicted the approximate position, and finally fired directly, a total of only ten guns, ten shells, flying directly towards the position.

"Boom!"

A shell landed on the back of the No. 1 high ground, Yu Reinforcements were stunned for a moment, shook their heads, and then a few more shells fell, but the landing point was different from the predetermined location, Yu Reinforcements finally laughed, a total of ten explosions were heard, but miraculously none of the shells fell around their positions, including the previous false positions or the two positions that had just been exposed.

"This group of black people, it's really rubbish!" Saburo Sakai put down the binoculars, and none of the shells landed at the expected location, only two shells could be seen, and the rest of the shells didn't know where they flew!

"What should I do?"

The deputy next to him asked worriedly, Saburo Sakai picked up his hat and put it on his head: "They can't do it, we can do it, let's go!" After saying that, he rushed towards the artillery position with his gun.

The Somalis ended the shelling after one round of artillery, and in Africa, one round of shelling is one shell for one cannon, not a base, they don't have so many shells!

"You guys, give us the artillery to operate, and we will fight the enemy!" Saburo Sakai walked up to Walson and gestured with his siblings, but Walson couldn't understand what he was saying and kept shaking his head.

"Who's going to translate it!"

In the end, it was Marati who opened her mouth and reported the general meaning, but Walson disagreed at first, fearing that the Japanese would damage their artillery, and resolutely refused to use it by the Japanese!

"It's fifty dollars, give it to you, and give us the artillery!" Saburo Sakai had no choice, he escaped and handed over five pieces of ten dollars, and he only got a deposit for this business so far, and now he has to post money, which is really a loss!

"Yes!"