On the side of the road not far from Shi Shaoying, a rusty car was quietly parked, no one knew how long it had been abandoned, only the row of shocking bullet holes on the carriage, and a large area of black-brown that had dried up, still silently telling everyone who passed by about the tragic fate of his master.

As for Himar and Sikong Bowen, the group of them stopped behind a sandy slope not far from the side of the road. They were finally able to sit on the sand and soothe the fatigue accumulated from two hours of intense marching. Although they were not hungry, several mercenaries, including Shimar, took out the compressed biscuits and chocolates on their bodies, put them in their mouths and slowly chewed them. This is a habit that professional soldiers will develop on the battlefield, and if they don't eat it now, they don't know when they will be able to eat it next time.

Shimar opened the can of beef, first spooned it among everyone present, then twisted a compressed biscuit with his fingers, sprinkled it all into the canning box, stirred the gravy and biscuits, and until it was even tire, Shimar scooped up the food that looked a little like paste, but had a rich aroma, and brought it to Sikong Bowen's mouth.

Feeding Sikong Bowen a few bites, Ximar took out his marching water bottle, poured half a glass of water into a cup, and took out the silver wine jug he carried with him, and mixed a little liquor into the water, Sikong Bowen only drank half a sip and coughed violently, Ximar reached out and patted Sikong Bowen's back gently, until Sikong Bowen regained his composure, and he sent the water mixed with a little liquor to Sikong Bowen.

There is no scientific basis for Shimar's "alcohol" therapy, it is like a child born in China in the 80s who would prescribe a bottle of canned hawthorn or steam a small bowl of egg custard instead of cold medicine if he caught a cold.

Unable to resist Himar's insistence, Sikong Bowen finally frowned slightly, drank all the water in the cup, and a faint sweat seeped out on her forehead, and even her face was obviously a lot ruddy.

If he hadn't seen this scene through a telescope, Shi Shaoying really wouldn't have believed that a man like Himar, who had a large beard, was as strong as an adult polar bear, and could scare crying children with his eyes, still had such a gentle and delicate side.

After everyone finished eating the food, someone was responsible for collecting all the food packaging bags together and preparing to dig a pit and bury them, at this time, the walkie-talkie on Himar's body rang, and the person talking to him was Shi Shaoying, who had been keeping a distance of more than 500 meters from them: "Don't bury those things, throw them on the ground, the more obvious and natural the better." ”

"You're doing this fake, it's too obvious, aren't you?"

Himar said into the walkie-talkie: "We are mercenaries who have experienced a hundred battles, not young ladies and young masters who have gone on a spring outing, how can we go all the way and lose all the way?" If all we have behind us are the ragtags, there's nothing wrong with that, but don't forget, the guy who has been hiding behind the line is a super old bird! ”

Shi Shaoying knew that he could correct his mistakes: "Then you still dig a pit and bury the things, remember to pull up the iron sheet on the surface of the canned food box, and let the iron sheet show a small sharp corner when burying it." ”

Himar turned out to be such a brave and straightforward war correspondent, but after only a few hours of fighting side by side with Shi Shaoying, he was hopelessly contaminated with the cunning and shamelessness of Master Shaoying, he understood it as soon as his eyes turned, and said in a low voice: "I will dip a little bit of meat juice on the piece of iron sheet exposed in the air, so as to ensure that those dogs can smell clearly from a distance of one or two thousand meters, and their eyes will pounce on them with green light." By the way, I want to leave four or five grenades and an incendiary bomb at the bottom of the pit, so that those rookies who chased us for two hours and almost made me unable to return to Russia will always remember what is called the anger of Russian men who explode for love! ”

Speaking of improvisation, when it comes to moving all kinds of messy toys to the battlefield, Shi Shaoying, who grew up watching movies such as mine warfare and tunnel warfare since he was a child, is definitely a master-level expert, and he immediately contributed to this plan: "You go to the car on the side of the road and look for it, see if you can remove some iron sheets and other toys, use a multi-functional saber to cut the iron sheet into iron rolls, and add broken glass slag to fill in the grenade together, to ensure that the power can be doubled!" ”

Leaving such a trap that can definitely prove that "xx is here to visit", the whole body exudes the smell of the hounds that they dare not approach at all, so they have been wandering outside the rest point, and the division and the main army must be away from the rest place to reunite. According to the plan, they were to continue to advance in a southeasterly direction, and after trying to convince the pursuers behind them that they had their goal of escaping into Mogadishu, they would make a tactical twist by burrowing through the gaps in the pursuers, and then lunge at top speed towards the beginning and end of their lives...... That helicopter gunship that made an emergency landing!

It was already ten o'clock in the morning, facing the increasingly scorching sun, Himar squinted his eyes slightly, first glanced at the side, and after making sure that the conversation between him and Shi Shaoying would not be heard by others, Himar said in a low voice: "Shi Shaoying, you say, can our tactic succeed?" ”

It had been more than two and a half hours since they left the helicopter, and for such a long time, in order to prevent the enemy from monitoring the radio signal, Shimar and Victor had been in a state of radio silence, and they had not made contact until now, let alone what was going on there.

The reason why Himar asked this question was actually subconsciously, wanting to hear something like "There is no problem, we will definitely be able to go back alive" from Shi Shaoying's mouth. Even Himar himself didn't pay attention, just in a few hours, Shi Shaoying completed the series of processes of contact, running-in, and integration in their team, and even used his outstanding tactical literacy and endless tricks to win everyone's trust, and even had the influence to change the final decision of this team's tactics.

Victor didn't fix the helicopter; Their tactics failed to do so; God turned his face, and it didn't work...... There are too many uncontrollable factors that make the front game of the battlefield confusing, listening to the heart beating faster and faster in the chest, feeling the oncoming wind, the imminent killing machine, because the heart is worried so uneasy, not only Himar alone?!

Shi Shaoying's gaze slowly swept over the faces of everyone present, and he could clearly feel that the fully armed mercenaries in front of him were very different from professional soldiers. They have a lot of experience in real combat that most professional soldiers can't match, and they know what methods to use on the battlefield to protect themselves more effectively from injury, and even if they are seriously wounded, they are more calm than recruits, and of course it is easier to survive.

However, such a group of veterans who have been through a hundred battles and should have given the rock a stronger will, at this time, the morale is obviously a little low.

Far from their homeland, they fight to make money, one day they help the government army of a small African country fight the rebels, and the next day they may turn their guns against friendly forces that once fought side by side because of money, they are like the best politicians, maneuvering between one armed force after another, trying to make a lot of money from the middle.

Faith!

This word suddenly rose so vividly in Shi Shaoying's mind, he only regarded fighting as a means of making a living, so they were destined not to have the sense of honor of professional soldiers fighting for their country. They can win the war, and if they can't, they will withdraw, and they don't need to care about the story behind the victory or defeat of a war at all.

They have nothing to worry about, they come and go as they want, but because of this, they have no faith, and it is impossible for them to burst out in the face of adversity, the craziest and wildest, and the fighting spirit that can almost sweep the world. It is even more impossible to go forward and create the most brilliant legend on the battlefield for the sake of victory!

How can a force that has no faith, no sense of honor, and fights purely for money not be demoralized when faced with adversity and an unpredictable future?

It is also important to note that they all came from the same force, and they were all equals, and in the end, they went abroad together and formed a small mercenary force in Africa. The members of such a unit are naturally quite close, but at the same time, it is precisely because they are too familiar with each other that they have more than enough trust and convincing each other, so that there is no captain among them who can gather everyone together and form an iron fist in the face of difficulties.

"I have something to say to everyone, you can help me translate it."

Standing in front of a group of Russian mercenaries, Shi Shaoying, who had served as a captain company commander on the border line and had more than 100 soldiers under his command, naturally straightened his body, and his eyes slowly swept over the faces of everyone present, until these unruly guys in front of him couldn't help but straighten their bodies under his gaze, Shi Shaoying nodded slightly, and said proudly: "Just now Himar quietly asked me, can our plan be implemented smoothly, what are the chances of going back alive, and now I will be in front of everyone, Answer this question out loud. ”

"Victor can repair the helicopter smoothly, and we all board the plane and leave alive, so it is naturally a good luck; If God really turns his face and wants to keep us in Somalia...... Then grab your guns and fuck me out! ”

Speaking of this, Shi Shaoying raised his eyebrows sideways and looked at the sky, and said in a deep voice: "My mother has been looking forward to holding her grandson, how can I disappoint her?" ”

(To be continued)