"No, you can't evacuate here. This is the main transportation route in the south, and if it is lost, the government army will have a steady supply of supplies and energy. It will pose a huge threat to the ** armed forces throughout the country, and even lose our hard-won combat gains. If so, everyone's blood is shed in vain. The commander raised his fist and slammed it on the armrest of the couch, once again tragically pulling a wound in the chest, which made him grin.

"I have a way, where is the enemy army that is coming tomorrow?" Hugh touched his chin and fell into deep thought.

"Messenger, print out a map and bring it over." The commander commanded his men behind the couch, who were working hard in a pile of communications equipment.

Soon the other party took a military map and handed it to the commander, which clearly marked the coordinates and strength of the enemy and our troops in the area.

"The enemy is stationed in a valley twenty kilometers southwest of this place. What's the solution? The commander asked, expectantly.

"Our main threat is three U.S. main battle tanks. Tomorrow we can lure the enemy deeper, lure them into the block, and let our soldiers, hiding behind the bunkers of the buildings, take out one of them with anti-tank rocket artillery. Hugh pointed to the Russian-made RPG-39 rocket launcher that Louis had brought back.

"As for the remaining two, I want to put two remote-controlled bombs on them tonight and wait for them to be detonated tomorrow."

"The enemy army has nearly 200 people, a battalion of troops, and many eyeliners, how can you unknowingly load bombs under the nose of the other party?" The commander was incredible.

"I think that these two remote-controlled bombs, we don't need to do it ourselves, we can fly in it and wait for tomorrow's activation." Katyusha paced back and forth in the hall, already grasping Hugh's intentions.

"A time bomb that flies?" The commander was confused and even more confused.

"This is it." Hugh pulled the nanoladybug out of his jacket pocket, and the little creature staggered to a pillar in the hall. On the screen of the remote control in Hugh's hand, the scene of the hall soon came, and everyone behind him gathered around, looking at the scene in front of him curiously.

Hugh and Katyusha took turns introducing its functions and features to the crowd, gradually clearing the fog in their hearts, and finally eliciting praise from everyone.

"I'm going to infiltrate the enemy base tonight, let these two little guys fly into the cockpit of the enemy tank, and wait for them to drive here tomorrow and get into my remote control range, and I'll give them a taste of the high-voltage electricity released by this little bug. Let the tank be paralyzed from the inside. Hugh laid out his battle plan.

"Brilliant plan, now there are no worries." The Commander's body leaned back, leaning back on the couch cushions, and breathed a deep sigh of relief.

"Without further ado, I suggest doing it now, so as not to have too many dreams at night and cause accidents." Hugh decided to strike first and seize the initiative of the battle situation. "Olivia, the helicopter gunship is highly maneuverable and fast, and you fly it with Luis to attract the attention of the enemy so that we can release the nano-insects. Katyusha and I arrived at our destination in a military jeep. ”

The Commander nodded in agreement. Louis wrapped the chains of the two machine guns around his chest: "No problem, let me go and scare them." ”

"That's it, everyone take their seats, prepare a little, and set off in ten minutes." Katyusha concluded.

Under the cover of night, a Russian Gaztiger military jeep left the town at full speed, followed by a Russian Ka-52 helicopter gunship, which followed closely behind and headed for the enemy stronghold.

In this dry and rainy season, the sky at night is always like this, casting a faint starlight on the vast African savannah, illuminating the nocturnal predators lurking behind the trees and bushes.

The jeep was moving along the riverbank, and a herd of lionessses had just knocked down a zebra, and from time to time they heard a heavy panting, waiting for the leader of the pack, a young male lion in his prime, to slowly come forward and exercise his right to prey first.

At this time, in Hugh's eyes, once the enemy troops that are about to drive over tomorrow lose the protection of those tanks, will they be like this zebra that is dying and struggling, and let the ** armed fish and meat?

And a few hippos bathing in the river, perhaps having seen too much hunting and escape, turned a blind eye to all that was happening in front of them, swaying their fat heads and big ears leisurely, exposing half of their huge round red buttocks on the surface of the river, and living in harmony with the crocodiles floating in the water like dead wood.

Katyusha called up the battlefield hologram map in the car, and reminded the gunship in the air behind her through the radio walkie-talkie: "You are about to enter the combat area, please slow down and fly at a low altitude, find a place to land nearby, and wait for us to place the nano ladybugs." Listen to our instructions. ”

"Roger, I'm about to stand by now." Olivia's reply was heard in the air.

At the end of the road is a cliff with a gentle slope leading directly to the enemy's field barracks.

Hugh was half a kilometer from the cliff, turned off the engine, and got out of the car. He took out the Israeli SR99 sniper rifle he had purchased during the day from the trunk and scanned the grass and trees on the edge of the cliff through the thermal imaging scope: "If we don't find any enemy situation, we will be here, walking to the edge of the cliff, condescending, looking for a suitable opportunity to act."

Katyusha slung the assault rifle behind her back, nodded in response to Hugh's proposal, and made a landing gesture towards the helicopter hovering in the air behind her, which was wrapped in a strong wind, blowing the clothes on their bodies like waves, and slowly descending to the ground.

Louis stepped off the plane, lit a cigar, and drew an arc of the stick in his hand in the night sky, and threw it on the ground behind him: "It's up to you next, just say hello, air support will come."

The three exchanged glances, and Hugh made his way to the edge of the cliff with Katyusha.

I saw that the enemy barracks at the bottom of the cliff were scattered with field tents of the same specifications, in which kerosene lamps flickered dim or bright, and above the cliff, it seemed that the faint snoring sound in the tents could be heard.

In the open space in front of the tent, the sleek skeletons of two buffaloes lay down. A group of shirtless soldiers, clinking the dishes in their hands around a few steaming cauldrons, scrambled to take a piece of vegetable soup floating with unknown wild vegetables and sparse meat stars from the hands of two black men dressed as cooks for today's dinner.

It seems that in this era of scarcity of materials, if you want to have enough food and clothing, you can only do it yourself and use local materials.

In a gasoline drum not far away, a raging fire was ignited, several officers used rifle bayonets, strung up pieces of thick buffalo meat, rolled in the flames, turned, and showed a smile of satisfaction and anticipation from time to time, the officers ate meat, the soldiers drank soup, and it was difficult to get even a bit of meat star, such a big contrast in treatment, how could the soldiers willingly go to the battlefield and serve the country? Hugh and Katyusha couldn't help but draw a big question mark in their hearts.

The attention of the two was attracted by several American M1A2 main battle tanks painted in khaki on the periphery of the camp, the tanks were in a state of idle maintenance, several soldiers were repairing the craters and paint sheds on the tank body, and boxes of tank shells were stacked in the open on the ground on the side.

"Why don't you aim for that pile of ammo boxes, shoot them all over, and blast them all into the sky?" Katyusha suggested to Hugh.

"Hey, don't think about this, unless the armor-piercing shell hits the weakest part of the tank's armor, the general explosion is like a mosquito itching to this pile of steel beasts, not to mention that the ammunition is now stacked in front of the tank, the thickest part of its armor. This shot will only startle them to jump around, look for my location, and launch a counterattack. This has created a situation in which we are passively beaten. Hugh shook his head and rejected the proposal.

"That makes sense, let's release the nanoladybugs. At the moment they are defenseless. Katyusha pulled out a small box containing nano ladybugs.

"It's a good time, we're releasing them at the same time, and we're going straight to the tank, looking for all kinds of crevices to get into." Hugh tossed the nano ladybug into the air, and through the remote control, controlled it to slowly fly towards the target.

"Look at me." The little bugs controlled by Katyusha also soared into the air, chasing their companions in front of them, dancing in the wind.

The two of them immediately put their eyes on the LCD screen of the remote control, observing everything in front of them through the ladybug's field of vision.

Two small bugs flew over the heads of the noisy diners, bypassing the wisps of smoke rising from the gasoline cans beside the officers and into the sky above the tank.

The cockpit doors of all tanks were closed, and it seemed that there was no other way to go.

Katyusha controlled the nano ladybug and drilled into it through the muzzle of a tank, and the LCD screen suddenly went black: "Try this." Katyusha steered the ladybug to slowly crawl into the depths of the barrel, and then turned on the miniature bright searchlight on the ladybug's head, and the barrel suddenly became as bright as day. It continued along the inner wall of the barrel, through the reloading magazine, to the inside of the tank's cab.

"Let me see where to hide." Katyusha muttered to herself as she searched for a gap where the ladybug could hide, and the gap in the middle of a thick black and shiny Phillips nut in the tank's driving gear lit up Katyusha's eyes: "Just let it stay quietly on the nut." And it merges with it. She steered the ladybug down steadily, then set it to standby mode, where it consumed only 5% of the power it normally would, so she could save power and save it for tomorrow.

"It's all done, have you settled it?" Katyusha came back to her senses and watched Hugh's progress.

I saw Hugh's brows furrowed slightly, as if he had encountered a technical problem: "I tried to drill through the barrel just now, but I didn't expect that it was filled with a shell, there was no gap, and I couldn't squeeze through." ”