At this time, Shi Shaoying really wanted to thank the cold-blooded instructor of the "second generation of demons" who was secretly called by all the students when he was in school, and he couldn't wait for him to slip and fall to his death when he went to the toilet at night.

The cold-blooded instructor liked to suddenly order a halt to the march when a group of cadets were doing high-intensity physical training, and then carry a bag and sprinkle a handful of rice or beans in front of each of them, and ask them to immediately crouch down and pick up the grain, and at the same time count how many grains there were!

People who have not experienced all this will never understand the load on the heart brought by this kind of body from extreme movement to extreme stillness, let alone the uncomfortable feeling of a person squatting there, letting the heart beat wildly, and the whole body will explode for it, and the resulting dizziness and fatigue.

At the beginning, there were people who tried to fool around, but once they were discovered by the instructor, the clever person would not be fined, but except for him, the other students would be punished collectively! In the words of a cold-blooded instructor, if a person plays a clever trick on the battlefield, maybe he can really live with this kind of cleverness, but because he violated the rules and made the entire team's originally invulnerable defense network have loopholes, the comrades-in-arms and brothers around him will inevitably pay the price of blood, and it is not impossible to even be completely wiped out!

"Do you think you're smart, I tell you, your enemies are often smarter than you! If you want to win a war, you don't rely on one person's whim, but you need everyone to come together and move the balance of victory to yourself little by little with the strength of the team! Yes, maybe your inspiration can form an advantage on the local battlefield, but it is because you don't play according to the rules that you destroy the trust that a team needs to spend a lot of time, with countless blood, tears, and even the death of a brother, and finally pile up a little bit of trust! A unit without mutual trust, a team without tacit understanding, facing an enemy who is also desperate for victory, and who has relatives behind them who are looking forward to their return home, how can you dare to say that you will win?! ”

More than ten years have passed, and the words of the cold-blooded instructor of the "Second Generation of Demons" still echo in Shi Shaoying's ears from time to time, when a group of their students were still too young, they really didn't care, and even thought that the cold-blooded instructor was deliberately erasing the creativity of their young children. It wasn't until Shi Shaoying left the school and was stationed on the border line between China and India with more than 100 soldiers as a professional soldier that he really understood the experience condensed with blood behind the words of the cold-blooded instructor!

It is because of this kind of training that Shi Shaoying and his group of students, in any case, have a higher ability to resist pressure than students of other grades, and their reaction ability is faster!

Wiping the sweat from his forehead with his sleeve, Shi Shaoying took out three cannonballs that he had hidden here in advance from under a pile of leaves, picked up one of them, and filled it into the barrel without hesitation.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

In the face of this sudden shelling, the armed rebels standing near Xiaoshanbao were caught off guard and knocked over several more in a row. Just as they were subconsciously lying down, a third shell hit the ground.

However, the mortar shell did not form a strong shock wave, and with a muffled sound, the whole shell exploded, throwing a large amount of yellow scales and tin tetrachloride mixed dust into the air, which immediately burned as soon as it touched the air, forming a large area of smoke composed of pentoxide scales in a matter of seconds.

In the midst of the billowing smoke, I don't know who screamed: "Beware of poison gas!" ”

Almost everyone subconsciously covered their mouths and noses with cloth towels, and even the armed rebels who chased them out of the town stopped like snakes and scorpions.

No one believed that a master tactician like Shi Shaoying who designed a deadly trap, and the third shell fired was just the most ordinary smoke bomb, and almost everyone thought that this gas bomb was Shi Shaoying's last killer weapon.

But as the smoke was finally blown away by the wind little by little, the people who were not knocked down by the grenade got up intact and got up again, they looked at each other until this time, and it was only at this time that they realized that the third shell was just a smoke bomb that had been carefully adjusted by Shi Shaoying to achieve the purpose of delaying by causing psychological terror and visual obstacles to the enemy!

By the time these armed rebels finally reacted, Shi Shaoying had already successfully withdrawn from the battlefield and disappeared out of everyone's eyes along the route he had designed in advance. Looking at the craters from a few shells and the corpses all over the ground, everyone felt a chill in their palms.

There is no reason, no reason, but all the people present just know that the terrible enemy who doesn't even know what he looks like must be like a wolf lurking around again, once he catches the opportunity, he will not hesitate to show his sharpest fangs and launch a deadly attack on them, and he will come back again!

Quiet as a virgin if you move like a rabbit, one hit will kill, one blow will go, layer by layer, step by step kill!

Without being there, it's hard to understand how much pressure is on a group of armed rebels who can't even be called militia by an enemy with such mastery of killing people!

At this time, it seems that even the wind blowing in the distance reveals an imminent murderous aura.

Night fell again over Afgoye, and it was on this night that almost all the electric lights that could be lit in the town. To make up for the shortfall, a few generators were brought out, and the electric lights lit up the town amid the rumbling of diesel generators.

This is a real luxury for the inhabitants of Somalia.

In Somalia, where civil war has endured and the government's construction of residential facilities has almost completely stopped, and power plants in Somalia are completely privately invested and controlled, not controlled by the government, and electricity bills are naturally staggeringly high. If a family has a TV, the monthly electricity bill is as high as 400 US dollars, which is equivalent to nearly 3,000 yuan. If you don't have a TV, just use electric lights to light it, and occasionally charge your phone, it will cost you a hundred dollars!

With such a high cost, "electricity" has become synonymous with luxury goods in Somalia! As for the use of generators to generate electricity, it is a luxury among luxuries, and only those pirates who have been wandering in the sea and have been open for three years can afford to use generators for a long time.

Looking through the telescope, the town of Afgoye is full of soldiers patrolling with automatic rifles, and everywhere you can see fortifications made of sandbags. Behind the makeshift fortifications made of sandbags, some armed rebels with fierce expressions, holding light and heavy machine guns in their arms, although they could not see anything, still stared wide-eyed, vigilantly looking around, at the slightest disturbance, dozens of light and heavy machine guns would pour bullets out in a storm.

And that's not even counting the fact that there are at least eight pickup armed cars in the town.

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