In a makeshift camp on the southern outskirts of the Meru style, four M1A2 Abrams main battle tanks are docked with mud full of tracks.

On the first tank, a stout white man fell out of the commander's window, and a Kenyan captain next to the tank was already waiting for the tank, and when he saw the white man coming down, he immediately greeted him: "In Lower Mondo, the captain of the 3rd Division of the Kenyan Ministry of Defense interprets the herald, and on behalf of all the soldiers of the 3rd Division, I welcome your arrival." ”

"Captain Mondo, you're welcome, I'm Lieutenant Greco, commanding these four tanks. The new formation is the 7th Independent Tank Platoon of the 3rd Division of the Kenya Defence Forces. Greco returned a military salute and said with a proud look on his face.

With Greco's words, everyone on the four Abrams tanks also poked their heads out and looked at the thin black captain in front of them. Similarly, many former Kenyan soldiers around them also set their eyes on them, of course, more on these four tanks. A T-84 next to it is a child compared to these M1A2s.

Mondo was slightly unhappy with the arrogance on the faces of the white men in front of him, but he didn't show it, but shouted to a few soldiers gathered around the T-84 tank, "Sergeant, come here." ”

"Let me introduce you, this is Lieutenant Greco, this is Sergeant Clay of the Tank Regiment, and he will take you to the battlefield later." Mondo gave a brief introduction to both sides.

However, Greco didn't care about the sergeant who came over, but stared at the order paper in Mondo's hand and said, "Captain Mondo, tell me about our mission." There is no need to waste time. ”

"In that case, let me give you a brief introduction." Mondo was unhappy in his heart. But there was no seizure that began to describe the current situation: "In the eastern part of the city. The junction connecting Maoua was occupied by Somali special forces twenty minutes ago, and the command wants you to go directly to the junction, retake it, and hold the junction so that the main direct access road between the two cities can be unblocked. ”

After saying that, Mondo took out a map and pointed out the location of the intersection on it.

Greco nodded, and took the map directly. After glancing at the route, he said to the four tanks behind him: "Refuel, replenish ammunition, and set off in twenty minutes." ”

"No, no Lieutenant Greco, you must go now, the military situation is urgent, we are not far from the junction, and we have prepared supplies." When Mondo heard this, he immediately spoke.

Greco frowned and pulled out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket. He took out one and lit it for himself, and then said, "Captain, the war is endless, and we have half of our fuel left." If we wait for us to arrive, something unexpected happens, and there is no time for supplies. For the sake of these brothers behind me, I cannot violate the principles of combat. ”

"Lieutenant. The military situation is urgent, if you can't get there within twenty minutes. Then the Somali armoured forces will arrive before you, and you will have to deal not only with the infantry, but also with the main battle tanks that await you. Mondo said immediately.

"No one knows the strength of the Somali armored forces better than me, and I competed with them for half a month." Mondo said proudly, "It is precisely because of this that we need to be fully supplied before we can go on the road, because I don't trust your information. ”

Speaking of this, Mondo suddenly changed his voice and said: "However, now that I am under your command, I still obey the orders of the headquarters and set off immediately." ”

Throwing down the cigarette butt, Greco boarded his tank with the map, and when he got into the tank, he put on his helmet and pulled down the microphone and ordered, "Let's go." ”

Next to the tank, Mondo glanced at Clay on the side and said, "Sergeant, take them to the junction." ”

"Yes."

Moments later, four M1A2s, led by the T-84, marched out of the camp.

Five tanks, all the crew members entered the tank, although it was still safe here, but no one wanted to joke with their lives, sticking their heads out of the car, in this moment of crisis on the battlefield, it was definitely an act of looking for death.

This is true of both these Americans and the Kenyan soldiers on the T-84, who are very good at clearing Somali snipers.

In the platoon commander's car, after the communication channels were connected, Greco, who was sitting in the turret commander's seat, briefly explained the mission this time.

"......, guys, the next battle is an extremely dangerous battle, the Somali armored forces are still second, what really needs our attention is their air force, don't go to the delusional tank showdown, so once we reach the destination, our first task is to find a place where we can hide from the air attack."

"What if you do encounter a Somali heavy main battle tank?" Inside the platoon commander's car, the gunner asked.

"Fortunately, there are two main battle tanks in Somalia, the NATO code names Rhino and the Lion, the main guns of the Rhino tanks cannot threaten us, and our main guns can penetrate the side armor of the Rhino tanks. But the other side is faster than us, so we have to be careful that they will go around behind us, so just remember that as long as they dare to chase us in parallel, it is their death time, and the real threat to us is that they will go behind us from the beginning. With a wealth of experience, Greco explains.

"That Lion tank is the Somali main battle tank codenamed Apocalypse, that guy is bigger than our tank, and the main gun even has a 130 mm one." The driver asked again.

"The Lion tank, indeed, is a world-class main battle tank, and apart from our M1A2 and the German Leopard 2, there are few other tanks that can threaten them. But you can also rest assured that our protection is also sufficient, and their main guns will not be able to penetrate our frontal armor, if it is replaced by the M1A1, it will be enough. Of course, we can't penetrate the opponent's frontal armor, so once we encounter the Lion tank, it is to test the operation of both sides, to see who first goes behind the opponent, and who fires first, who can hit accurately. Greco explained.

"I heard that you even destroyed a Lion tank, really?" The loader asked curiously.

"That's not a wreck." Greco heard this, his face was a little more painful, and said: "Originally, I didn't plan to say it, now the next second of life and death is unknown, and I don't need to continue to hide in my heart, that time my tank was also hit by the side track of the opponent, armor-piercing shrapnel passed through the weak armor under the turret, my gunner and loader died, and we just broke the opponent's tracks, the result was that our infantry rushed to the battlefield first, and the crew on the lion tank continued to resist, and finally they detonated the tank themselves." As a result, I was the only one who survived, and if it was a victory, we should have lost. ”

The words made the atmosphere inside the tank a little heavier, and after a while, the gunner couldn't help muttering: "Could it be that this time I came to Kenya, I really died nine out of ten." ”

Hearing this, Greco shook his head and said: "No one can say for sure what is happening on the battlefield, we have made a choice to come here, even if it is too late to regret it, only those who are really not afraid of death deserve to live." ”

At this moment, on the tank's on-board display, a camera aimed at the sky captured a scene that made everyone shudder.

Although the sky was still gloomy at this moment, the clouds were still very high, but in the sky, dense small black dots appeared, which instantly occupied a large area of airspace, and the buzzing sound brought by it could be clearly heard by everyone in the tank.

"God, is this 500 or 1,000, is Somalia going to raze all of Kenya?" The driver looked through the periscope and watched the stunned scene in the sky, and shouted.

Opening the hatch, looking up at the neat formation in the sky, densely occupying a large area of airspace, Greco, who was somewhat dense phobia, had cold hands and feet, he had never seen such a dense group of aircraft, and this kind of scene had never appeared under the concept of precision strike operations in modern warfare.

"Crazy, crazy indeed." After muttering a few words, when the group flew over their heads, and there was no intention of descending altitude, everyone recovered, and their faces were a little pale.

"Damn, we're really going to hell, and this place is only dead unless the whole of America goes to war directly." The loader said indignantly.

"With such a large fleet, even if the target is not us this time, it will find us in the future." The gunner's face was a little more frightened, and he said, "We should go back, this is not our war." ”

When Greco heard this, he didn't say anything, he also had this idea in his heart, he had fought with the Somali army, and he knew very well the horror of the enemy, and now Somalia is several times stronger than it was at the beginning, and this time there is no chance of winning at all.

"We have no way out, there is really no way, just surrender." Greco knew that saying this would lower morale, but he said it anyway, because this was not their war, they were only here to make money, not a life-and-death battle. And compared to the victory of this war, he hopes that he and these comrades-in-arms can live.

There was a quick silence inside the tank. In fact, it is not only they who feel heart palpitations, but every Kenyan feels a genuine sense of fear, and the fleet of planes that can cover the sky is enough to make anyone's scalp tingle.

"Guys, get ready for battle, check ammunition and equipment." Greco looked at the destination that was getting closer and closer, and immediately turned on the radio command.

When the last corner turned, the Tongguò periscope could clearly see countless tracer bullets hitting the T-84 tank in front of it, and for a moment it ricocheted.

It was a huge pasture with livestock long gone, and the intersection was in the shape of a cross, and around the intersection, multiple firing points were firing at the T-84 that opened the way.

Greco looked at the exposed firing points on the monitor, and decisively ordered: "All car groups, immediately disperse thirty meters apart." (To be continued......)