"Whew!"

"Whew!"

"Whew!"

A sharp noise sounded above the heads of the rebels, causing the group of blacks who had just escaped to ascend to heaven to raise their heads in confusion and look around in confusion, not knowing what the enemy was doing.

When some experienced veterans heard the voices above their heads, their faces changed greatly, and they quickly stood up and shouted: "Shelling, shelling, run, run!" ”

After finishing speaking, he ran towards the front desperately, pushing away his comrades like crazy, trying to escape from this place as soon as possible.

"Run, run!"

"Help!"

"I'm getting out of here!"

"Pearl bless!"

Some people began to pray frantically, and some people began to run frantically for their lives again, trying to get out of here, and the rebels who had restored a little order were once again in chaos, and a group of people ran into the distance like crazy, and crowded desperately backwards.

In order to escape for their lives, this group of people does not care at all now, no matter who is in front, they will push away and squeeze away, as long as they block their way to escape, it is an obstacle, and some blacks even aim their guns at their comrades.

"Boom!"

The first cannonball fell on the ground, and the huge explosion directly killed a group of black people, but it was not over, more shells fell from the air, and kept falling in the crowd, one shell after another, harvesting the lives of groups of black people.

High in the sky, Yu Zhiqian's drone clearly recorded these pictures, one after another black people, constantly falling, as if in the black wave, suddenly blooming red flowers.

"Raise the angle of fire by two degrees, shoot quickly, release!"

After Yu Zhiqian watched the movements of the blacks, he immediately re-issued the shelling order, and after receiving Yu Zhiqian's order, the old Rahman immediately began to give orders to the group of blacks: "Raise it twice, that is, turn to the right twice, and then give me at least ten rounds of shelling within a minute!" ”

"Yes!"

Talking to the blacks about the terminology of the battle is basically playing the harp to the ox, you don't expect them to understand, the old Rahman explained it to the blacks in the simplest words.

When they understood what Old Rahman meant, they immediately began to get busy, moving boxes of ammunition over, and cooperatively delivering shells back and forth to ensure the supply of shells during the shelling.

Rapid fire, ten rounds a minute, for mortars, is not very fast, if there are no problems with the quality of the barrel, some skilled gunners can fire close to twenty rounds, but here with the blacks, they may not be able to complete it by doubling the requirements.

The mortars were like a talisman, and every time the rebels fired overhead, groups of black people fell, killing in pieces, and the wounded were lying on the ground waiting to die.

In just one minute, after seven or eight rounds of shelling, there were not many black people in the whole open space who could stand up, and those who were killed did not suffer any pain, and those who were injured lay on the ground wailing and screaming, but no one responded to them.

There were also some scavenging birds in the sky that began to hover, and these birds were like sharks that smelled blood, and there were corpses there, and there were traces of them.

In the rear of the rebels, the black leader called Kaval listened to the report of his subordinates with a grim face: "Didn't you say that a government army of several hundred people occupied Gibean, where did this force come from? ”

"No, I don't know, we didn't get any news!"

"What about the casualties of the vanguard?"

"I don't know!"

"Damn, you don't know anything!" Kaval wanted to kill this guy with one shot, but he still held back and took a long breath: "Send people, go and find out, how many government troops there are, and send the tank battalion behind, forcibly rush over, we can't waste too much time here, otherwise the government army will bite us to death!" ”

"Yes!"

As soon as Kaval gave the order, a dozen black spots appeared in the sky in the distance, and more than a dozen old-fashioned bombers appeared in mid-air and flew towards the rebel forces.

"Captain, is there an order from above for us to bomb something?"

"Destroy as many armored units as possible on the opposite side, support our interception forces, and make sure that all these bastards are buried here!"

"Received, received!"

It took two hours for the bombers to fly from Windhoek, and when Yu Zhiqian received that the enemy was about an hour away from him, he had already called for air support, preparing to use the air force to inflict a devastating blow on the opposite side and delay the offensive rhythm of the rebel army when the enemy attacked his area.

I didn't expect that the scene would now develop into a one-sided massacre, and the effect of these air forces would be similar whether they came or not.

"Captain, all the enemies below are densely packed, and I feel like I can kill hundreds of people with a single bomb!"

"Prioritize armored targets, blow people up later, and prepare to drop bombs!"

"Machine No. 1 received!"

"Received on the second machine!"

“……”

"Planes, run!"

When the rebels on the ground saw the planes in the air, they screamed in horror again, and began to disperse in all directions, and the blacks who were still crowded on the same road fled to both sides, but they found the bombers too late, and before they could disperse, the bombers flew over their heads.

Although it was a priority to bomb the enemy's armored forces, there were still some bomber pilots who dropped bombs on the ground where there were many people, and one after another aerial bombs fell from the belly of the aircraft and finally landed in the crowd.

"Boom!"

The explosion sound was several times louder than the mortar explosion, and the power was even greater, and after the explosion, the huge impact ratio directly blew some emaciated black people around them into the air, and then fell to the ground fiercely, and after rolling on the ground a few times, they no longer moved.

"Boom!"

One explosion after another, from above, looked like the earth was blooming, mixed with the corpses of rebel soldiers, dazzling

The militants in the middle of the explosion, even worse, the power of the explosion tore them to pieces, and even the bodies could not be found, and occasionally someone survived to leave a torso, proving that this person once existed in the world.

"General, bombers of the government army!"

After Kaval's men spotted the bomber, they ran down from the car with Kaval and ran towards the open space in the distance.