Chapter Thirty-Eight: Pickup Chariots (Two More Recommendations)
The installation of heavy machine guns or direct-fire single-barreled guns on the rear compartment of pickup trucks has become almost one of the most beautiful scenery on the African battlefield. Cheap combination, but guaranteed mobility and intensity of fire. On two of the armed pickup trucks, someone even welded a layer of steel plate of unknown thickness around the cockpit, leaving only a 20-centimeter square lookout hole directly in front of the driver. With such protection, the armed rebels, who are already crazy enough, will inevitably be even more crazy and arrogant in the event of a war.
In places where it was easy for people to sneak in, but it was inconvenient to pull the electric lights, the rebel soldiers lit bonfires, and around each fire, a few soldiers sat on the ground with rifles. Machine gun barricades, mobile patrols, pickup trucks, and these soldiers sitting around the fire make it an exaggeration to say that the entire town of Afgol has been temporarily turned into a war fortress.
Just to deal with him alone, he put on such a formation, if it weren't for Sikong Bowen's unknown life and death, the countdown on his watch was less than fifty hours, Shi Shaoying could really be proud of it.
"Smack! Syllable! ”
Two gunshots rang out from the darkness, and the rebels who had just stood up and were about to take down the tin cylinder on the shelf of the fire and add some hot water to their bowls had not yet figured out what was going on, but felt a pain in their bodies, and two blood flowers suddenly exploded on their chests, and they involuntarily fell to the ground.
If it was Meng Tan or the group of battle-hardened veterans around him, they would definitely lie down quickly after encountering a cold shot from the dark, and then find a way to leave the fire and hide themselves in the darkness as well. However, the soldiers sitting by the fire were too lacking in this kind of combat experience, and when they saw their comrades being shot and knocked down, their first instinctive reaction was to jump up from the ground, and the two closest to the shooters did not even take their guns, and pounced.
"Smack! Syllable! ”
"Smack! Syllable! ”
In the rapid and rhythmic sound of double bursts of fire, the two soldiers rushed to the wounded companion without even holding their guns, and at the same time, the two soldiers who exposed their whole bodies to the guns of Shi Shaoying suddenly splashed a large rain of blood on their bodies, and fell to the ground in a whirl. It was only at this time that someone woke up like a dream, first threw himself to the ground with the most embarrassing movements, then straightened his neck, and hissed: "Get down, get down!" ”
The lights and bonfires greatly affected the eyesight of these soldiers, and although they had already judged the general direction of Shi Shaoying, and hundreds of people looked over with wide eyes, what was displayed in front of their eyes was a gloomy darkness that seemed to be able to swallow everything. Shi Shaoying, who fired six shots and successfully killed three rebels, seemed to be a ghost who lived in the darkness and acted like a fish in water in the dark night, and after surfacing and splashing a little wave, it disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye.
The machine gunners hiding behind the sandbag bunkers had already pulled the bolts of the machine guns, and the engines of the eight pickup armed cars had also started, but when their eyes finally adjusted to the darkness outside, they looked at everything outside the town, no one fired a gun, and no one drove a car out of the town.
In the calm, I don't know how many people clenched the guns in their hands, as long as Shi Shaoying dared to shoot again, the fire from the muzzle would reveal the location, and the bullets fired from the town would inevitably pour out like a storm. While suppressing Shi Shaoying's inability to raise his head, let alone escape, the eight engines kept running, and even the driver's right foot was on the accelerator, just waiting for the charging pickup armed car, which would rush out of the town and launch an endless pursuit of Shi Shaoying.
Afgoye is only more than 200 kilometers from the equator, and from the top view of the satellite, it has the characteristics of standard tropical desert terrain, although there are also small forests formed by tropical trees around it, but because the terrain is too flat, there is not much cover, and there is not enough room for maneuver under the flat river, unless Shi Shaoying can prepare enough "maces" to spread them all over the land outside the town, otherwise, with only his own legs, his final result will be to be beaten into a sieve by the heavy machine guns on eight armed pickup trucks.
But half an hour had passed, and the town was still as quiet as death.
The soldiers who were hiding in the dark corners, looking nervously around the town, their hands holding their rifles were already sore and numb, and their eyes were more like a few insects that had been drilled in, blinking and blinking, and some even shed tears. Just as the soldiers began to quietly shrug their shoulders and try to soothe the numbness in their arms, a signal flare suddenly rose into the sky in the northwest corner, a kilometer or two away from the town.
The signal flare soared straight into the air at a height of one hundred and fifty meters, and the blood-red light instantly attracted everyone's attention, making the heartstrings of those soldiers in the town who had begun to relax due to fatigue collapse to the limit in an instant. Almost at the same time, as soon as several drivers stepped on the accelerator, eight armed pickup trucks were already roaring out of town and heading in the direction of the flares.
Although it was too far away to see anything, the people of the town still widened their eyes and ears, carefully observing the distance, trying to catch a little bit of the latest information coming from the front.
Half an hour later, a convoy of eight pickup trucks drove back into town. Facing the target of everyone's inquiry, the captain of the armed convoy blushed and spat fiercely.
In order to prevent another ambush by the mines, their eight armed pickup trucks were outflanked from the front and from the left and right sides in three directions. When there were still five hundred meters from the place where the flares were fired, all the soldiers, except for the machine gunners and ammunition men, jumped out of the cars, forming an encirclement network that blocked the retreat route of the division young eagle from three directions.
However, they were like a great enemy, and eight cars and dozens of armed members carefully outflanked them, but they pounced. Aside from finding a discarded disposable flare canister on the ground, the group found nothing more.
At this moment, suddenly there was a roar in the distance that is characteristic of mortar firing. With all eyes on the newly returned convoy and the mortar in front of the town, at least half of the people could see the flames coming out of the muzzle of the mortar as it was fired in the dark.
"Da Da Da ......"
More than ten light and heavy machine guns began to fire at the same time, the captain of the team gritted his teeth and jumped into the car, personally operated the heavy machine gun behind the car, seeing that the driver had not reacted so far, the captain raised his foot and kicked the car hard, and roared loudly: "What are you doing in a daze, drive quickly!" ”
After saying this, the captain pulled the heavy machine gun launcher, and in the frantic roar of the 7.62 mm portable heavy machine gun, the bullets drew red bullet marks in the air that were clearly visible to the naked eye, until the most dynamic bullet rain was formed, and it was fiercely fired in the direction of the mortar.
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