Massacre, another massacre, where the tank went, all the dead bodies were around, and the wreckage of the tank that was bombed, and the only loss of Yu Yuanjun and others was two broken down tanks, although the old Maozi's things were strong and durable, but the quality of the tank has been criticized, anchoring is one of the common problems, and it often breaks down inexplicably on the battlefield.

However, even if two tanks broke down, there were no casualties, and the soldiers on the tanks jumped out of the tanks, shooting wildly, killing dozens of soldiers, before retracting their tanks and waiting for rescue at the end of the war.

Leaving three tank guards to anchor the tank, Yu Reinforcements and others continued to pursue, the tracks of the tank have been dyed red, the minced meat and corpses are the color of the tank tracks, I don't know how many corpses I have crushed, I don't know how many blacks I have killed, the tank has been moving at a high speed, and the number of blacks being pursued is getting smaller and smaller.

Dozens of tanks chased the blacks for about ten kilometers, and finally rushed in front of the group of blacks and blocked their retreat.

"Spread out a little, prevent there are RPGs, all machine guns are ready to fire!" After Yu Yuanjun replaced his machine gun with a magazine, he looked at the black people who were still fleeing behind him with a cold face, these people can kill as many as they can, don't kill these black people if they are afraid, they will not dare to oppose themselves in the future, and they will have more time to prepare.

"Roger!"

All the tanks began to turn their turrets and move laterally, and more than 10,000 people were scattered in such a large area, and it was basically impossible to find out all of them.

The blacks fled in a uniform direction, Mogadishu, scattered around, and finally slowly gathered together, and some blacks followed behind the three surviving tanks, and their own steel monsters gave them a certain sense of security.

As for the previous camp, there were no living people in sight, and now there were only the wounded soldiers who had not yet breathed, but the carnivores that smelled blood and came to hunt, and the vultures in the sky.

"Da Da Da ......"

The remaining reinforcements saw that there was a black man fleeing for their lives not far from their tank, and looked to the rear as they ran, but they did not notice that their enemy had gone around to the position in front of them, and was killed before they could turn their heads.

Another round of slaughter began, but this time the scope of the massacre was wider, but the number of people was not as large as before, and the blacks who were too scattered made the machine guns of Yu Yuanjun and others originally swept down, and more than a dozen blacks fell into several, or even one or two, but it is conservatively estimated that this time the attack killed at least more than 5,000 people, and it is impossible to count whether there are Japanese or not.

An hour later, the tanks of the remaining reinforcements and others began to run out of fuel and retreated in the direction of the canyon, even so, they still had to go around the battlefield in a circle, looking for possible fish that had slipped through the net, and when passing by the black man's camp, the remaining reinforcements took out an incendiary bomb that had been prepared long ago and threw it directly.

The fire ignited the black camp, but the main fuel was the fat of these corpses, although it was not much, but it still raised the fire a few centimeters, and under the reflection of the fire, the remaining reinforcements and other tanks retreated back to the canyon.

This raid took more than an hour before and after, and achieved brilliant results, with a rough count of at least 6,000 enemy soldiers, of course, this soldier refers to those black people who were killed, as well as more than a dozen tanks and more than a dozen artillery pieces, which is enough to make this group of Somali blacks feel distressed for a long time.

"There is no accident in the canyon!" After the remaining reinforcements jumped out of the tank, they found Drew, and in the absence of the remaining reinforcements, he was the supreme commander.

"It's okay, you're doing a good job, it looks like this group of blacks will be able to attack us for at least a week!"

Yu Yuanjun nodded: "Okay, but don't take it lightly, maybe there are some unexpected variables!" ”

"I know, I'll continue to guard here with people, you go back and rest for a while, and come back tomorrow morning to change shifts!"

"Good!"

Two hours after the lion returned to Mogadishu, he finally received the casualty statistics of his own men this time, it can be said that the current lion is basically a sick cat, his elite troops have suffered hundreds of casualties, and a large number of weapons and ammunition have been lost, in addition, there are mines and cash that the cost of hiring the Japanese was given to Farah, basically a lifetime of struggle, and returned to the pre-liberation period overnight.

"I'm going to kill that group, I'm going to kill that group!" The lion's eyes were red, and he kept cursing, and after scolding for more than ten minutes, he sat on the ground weakly, grabbing his head with a look of chagrin, and now the lion wanted to slap himself a few times, why did he pretend to be forced in the first place? Now I can't get off the stage, so I can only grit my teeth and continue to persevere.

Saburo Sakai is also thinking about whether he wants to retreat, the opponent is very strong, obviously not comparable to his own small mercenary group, but the problem also comes, if he retreats like this, he is really unwilling, and he also collects the lion's money, unless the employer cancels the task, or does not give money, otherwise the mercenary better not run away secretly, otherwise he is a street rat in the mercenary world.

"Captain, do we want it?" A guy named Watanabe made a gesture, and Saburo Sakai was stunned for a moment, not knowing what he meant.

"Just kill the lion, and then we retreat!"

"Kill the lion?" Saburo Sakai frowned, this is a good way, but thinking that he called before, invited reinforcements, and paid such a big price, is it a bit bad to retreat like this?

"I'll think about it!" Saburo Sakai closed his eyes and began to think, if he killed the lion, as long as his subordinates acted cleanly, he would say that the person opposite did it, and no one would suspect it, and when the time came, he would retreat on the grounds that his employer was dead, and no one should say anything about himself.

Thinking of this, Saburo Sakai became excited, it is indeed a good way, as for the reinforcements he begged for, just make a phone call and give more compensation, get up from the chair, Saburo Sakai walked back and forth a few steps, the more he thought about it, the more he felt that this method was good.

"Go get ready!"

"Good!"

Watanabe nodded, and then walked out of the room quickly, at the same time, Farah also received the battle report from the front, saw the loss of his men, and after snuffing out the cigarette butt on a black man at random, he stood up violently: "They are killing themselves!" ”