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In Li Lan's room at Bossaso International Hotel, under the dim light, Li Lan sat quietly on the sofa, and the general also squatted quietly beside Li Lan, opposite Muhammadi with an uneasy face.

The atmosphere was very dreary, and since Li Lan entered the hotel an hour ago, he had not said a word, and Mohammadi had remained quiet. Maybe it's the panic just now, or maybe it's the fact that both of them are trying to alleviate the fear in their hearts.

From time to time, one or two gunshots rang out in the distance, adding a lot of irritation to the already dreary atmosphere.

"My friend, I think it's better for you to get out of here, and leave Bossaso as soon as your men cause trouble for Rawa . When the time comes, Rava will not be able to resort to revenge, even if he wants to retaliate. Otherwise, you won't even be able to get out of the hotel later. Muhammadi suddenly seemed to have lost the atmosphere and could not help but break the silence.

"You told me to get out of here, what about you?" Li Lan shook his head and said.

"I don't care, Rava won't do anything to me, when the time comes, I just need to say that it's your translation, and he won't embarrass me." Muhammadi thought for a moment and said.

"I'm afraid that won't be the case then, even if my subordinates can't kill Rava yet, it will inevitably bring him a lot of losses, and what are the chances of not being angry with you at that time. My friend, you take it for granted. Li Lan was noncommittal about Mohammadi's words, and if he thought about it from another position, he would never let Mohammadi go.

"This ......" Muhammadi was interrupted by several violent explosions in the distance.

"Hear the sound coming from the west, they did it." Muhammadi got up as he spoke, and when he reached the balcony, a dense burst of gunfire could be heard from the west. Although the hotel is more than ten kilometers away from Rawa residence, in Bossaso, where there is no nightlife to speak of, the sound of gunfire can still be heard from afar, especially the sound of heavy machine guns, which can be heard very vividly by Li Lan and Mohammadi in the hotel.

"Trust me! They will bring back a satisfying ending. I don't know when, Li Lan also walked to the balcony, patted Mohammadi on the shoulder, and said with confidence.

This time he came to Bossaso and, in order to ensure his safety, brought five RPG portable bazookas, as well as several numbers of rocket launchers. The RPG bazooka is the base unit of the base ammunition production type, and after coming out of the barracks, this base unit can be produced, and the price is not very expensive.

Although this RPG bazooka was produced from the base, the actual performance is exactly the same as the real RPG, and there is no more advanced one.

Listed as the king of infantry weapons in the 20th century with the AK-47, RPGs are widely used by the armies or anti-government armed forces of many third countries and even Western countries with the advantages of reliability, simple structure, solid and durable, flexible and convenient use, and low price. The high versatility and adaptability make it not just a pure individual anti-tank weapon, but also an agile and versatile "infantry support cannon"

The main culprit of the fall of the Black Hawk in Mogadishu was the RPG bazooka, according to incomplete statistics, there are still more than 5 million RPG bazookas. Like the AK-47, the bloody carnage brought is unparalleled.

Like the AK-47, RPG is also used as a basic combat weapon for soldiers in the Red Police base, and the cost is only the same as the price of a mobilized soldier, and for every bazooka built, six shells are also included, which is very affordable.

So, although RPGs are no longer technologically advanced, in Somalia, this is definitely an excellent individual weapon.

"God is above, please bless them with a smooth return." Muhammadi did not ask where Li Lan got his faith, but prayed sincerely for Ahmad and the others.

Hearing Muhammadi's prayers, Li Lan showed a hint of a smile, looking at the source of the gunshots, and couldn't help but clasp his hands tightly together.

He has also been worried about Ahmed and the others, after all, the other party has a large number of people, and once it is surrounded by the enemy, there is no support, and the result can be imagined.

The gunshots in the distance came and went suddenly and quickly, and soon fell silent.

"Have they been wiped out?" Muhammadi asked with some smuggling.

"I don't know!" Li Lan shook his head, the gunfire stopped after just over a minute, and he didn't know what the situation was there.

Taking out the mobile phone in his pocket that had been transformed by the base control center, Li Lan couldn't help but tune the phone to the wireless channel band of Ahmad and the others.

"Ahmet, what's going on there?"

"Commander, Rava has been confirmed killed, and now we are trying to get rid of the pursuers." As Ahmed spoke, Li Lan's mobile phone was accompanied by the sound of a rapid horn and a car.

"Do you need me to send someone to pick it up?" Hearing that Rava had been killed, Li Lan breathed a sigh of relief in his heart and continued.

"Many of their cars have been blown up by us, and there are not many pursuers, so we will quickly resolve them and come to the hotel to meet the commander." Ahmed replied.

"Are there many casualties?" Thinking of the fierce gunfire just now, Li Lan couldn't help but ask again.

"Only a few soldiers were slightly injured, and no one died."

"Very well, I'll pick you up at the hotel." Li Lan suddenly felt a sense of relaxation in his body and mind.

Because Li Lan's conversation with Ahmed and the others was in Chinese, Muhammadi on the side was confused, and when he saw that Li Lan had finished talking, he immediately asked: "How is the situation?" ”

"Allah is always with righteousness, and justice will prevail." Li Lan did not answer Muhammadi in detail, but learned from Muslims to quote a passage from the Qur'an.

"That's great, they didn't have any casualties! What about Lava? The worry on Mohammadi's face suddenly disappeared.

"Rava has already been killed, and only a few of my men have been slightly injured, so it shouldn't be a big deal." Li Lan said.

"It's amazing, how did they do it?" Hearing that Rawa had been killed, but that he had not died, Muhammadi seemed a little excited, as if what a great thing it was.

"The reason is simple, they are all my soldiers." After getting the news that Rava was dead, Li Lan was also rarely narcissistic.

Muhammadi didn't seem to hear what Li Lan wanted to express, but nodded with a serious face, and echoed: "I believe that I have heard that all Chinese soldiers are very brave and brave a long time ago, and I believe that the soldiers trained by you Chinese will not be weak." ”

"Ugh!" At this moment, Li Lan really didn't know how to answer, and when she saw Muhammadi with a serious face, she didn't explain it, and if she didn't explain it, it didn't match the facts. However, he preferred to let the misunderstanding continue, as he couldn't possibly tell anyone about the base's existence, not even his wife and children in the future.

"One or twenty people can go deep into each other's homes and kill the Shili leader with many armed men, if there are tens of thousands of such soldiers in Somalia, will peace be far away?" Muhammadi thought to himself again and suddenly.

"Tens of thousands?" Hearing Mohammadi's words, Li Lan couldn't help but think that if he wanted to reunify Somalia, he didn't know when it would take. 10,000 soldiers, even the cheapest mobilizers, need 1 million base funds, plus usual food, clothing, shelter, transportation, weapons and ammunition, it is estimated that the cost will be doubled.

Li Lan, who was still happy that 30,000 base funds could be credited to the account every day yesterday, suddenly found that 30,000 yuan was too little. 30,000 a day, only tens of millions of base funds in a year, and in the future, whether it is a ground armored unit, an air unit or a sea unit, every weapon needs an extremely high price, and it is more than 100,000 or hundreds of thousands at every turn. And if you have weapons, you have to maintain them, which costs money.

Li Lan, who was still a little well-off, only found out at this time that the famine still existed. Before, 5,000 per day of base funds was a famine, and now 30,000 is also a famine.

If he does not increase his source of income, he may not be able to effectively organize a modern division-level ground combat unit in a year's time, and it is still the kind of pure ground combat unit that does not contain any aircraft. Not to mention the staggering cost of the Air Force and Navy. Of course, if it's just a bunch of soldiers who can only carry guns, that's another story.

"My friend, if one day, I have a liliang like this, will you still be friends with me sincerely?" Seeing Muhammadi with a longing face, Li Lan couldn't help but ask.

"If you are genuinely here to help us, we will always be friends, no matter what other people think of you." Muhammadi didn't think much about it, because Li Lan's question seemed to him to be more like a joke with him.

"Don't worry! I'm not going to embarrass you. I will need your help in the future. Through Mohammadi's performance over the past few days, Li Lan has begun to define his future role.

Looking at Li Lan with a smile on his face, Muhammadi didn't think too much about it, and nodded with a smile.