Under the cover of more than 100 Type 85 main battle tanks, President Nzuba's army began to approach in the direction of Yaoundé airport.

That's the lifeblood of the French on this front. President Nzuba didn't even need to directly capture the airfield, which had been converted into a huge military camp, as long as the front line was within artillery range, and the rest was solved with large-caliber shells.

A modern army without logistical supplies cannot win a modern war.

After the sinking of the Charles de Gaulle, the French suspended all warship outings and training plans. A freighter without a battleship escort will not be protected on its way to a belligerent. The French now have only one way to go, which consumes a huge amount of air transport.

And now, this lifeblood in the air has fallen into crisis. Without this airport, they would not be able to exert their influence.

President Nzuba's operational intentions, Lieutenant General Carroll, are well aware. In modern warfare, you want to conceal your whereabouts and combat intentions, unless you can control the right to information. At present, it is the French who have shown that they have the right to control information on the battlefield.

After the total annihilation of the air force attack formation, Lieutenant General Carroll had already sent an urgent telegram to the country, demanding immediate additional support, especially air support. However, even if the domestic bureaucrats agree to his request, it will take time to prepare for the dispatch of support.

However, even if reinforcements come, it will only take longer under the full interference of the World Realm Factory. President Nzuba's army was already pushing its bayonet to Lieutenant General Carroll's throat!

In desperation, Lieutenant General Carroll could only gather all the available troops and equipment in his hands to launch a counterattack against the rapid assault tank group, hoping to temporarily block it and buy time.

The counter-assault operation was so brutal that thousands of elite Foreign Legion soldiers armed only with light anti-armor weapons took advantage of the darkness of the night under the cover of helicopters.

Lieutenant General Carroll was ready to bully President Nzuba, who had no intelligence rights, but he didn't know that President Nzuba had a super drone.

Drones monitoring the ground battlefield at tens of thousands of meters were the first to inform President Nzuba of the movements of the French.

The 2nd Parachute Regiment, the 2nd Engineer Regiment and the 3rd Infantry Regiment of the Foreign Legion took part in the operation.

The lightly armed troops, under the cover of helicopters and air force warplanes that had travelled long distances, launched a counterattack against President Nzuba's army.

The first to act were the local militia. These militiamen, dressed in camouflage uniforms and armed with KA rifles, burst out with amazing courage. Thousands of local militiamen, relying on their familiarity with the terrain, attacked the armored corps at the front.

Their armament against tanks is monolithic, RPG bazooka. This kind of individual anti-armor weapon is widely circulated and famous in the world.

The militia rode in jeeps, transports, armored personnel carriers, helicopters and other vehicles approaching the tank group at high speed, and the RPGs in their hands were all knocked out.

Under the cover of a complex environment of dense jungles and rivers, these brave militiamen achieved great results. Hundreds of Type 85 tanks and armoured vehicles were destroyed, and President Nzuba's armoured forces suffered huge losses. Temporarily lost the ability to assault with armor.

Of course, the same is true of the militias that launched the attack. Their losses were greater, and it took ten times more to destroy an armored vehicle. Or even dozens of times the price! It's life, not steel.

After the brutal attack by the militia, the soldiers of the Foreign Legion, who were no longer threatened by the armored forces, began to shine.

Before the Foreign Legion launched the assault, Lieutenant General Carroll believed that his plan had been successful, and that the enemy's armored forces had been severely damaged, the battle line had been destroyed, and the command and communications had been thrown into disarray. Without hesitation, he threw all the power into his hands.

Thousands of officers and soldiers of the Foreign Legion launched a swift assault on President Nzouba's army along the lines of the militia.

A well-trained and well-equipped army is not the same as an ordinary militia with courage but in reality a rabble. The Foreign Legion easily broke through the defenses. And in depth. Soon they entered the ambush circle that President Nzuba had set up in advance.

That's right, it's a pre-set ambush circle.

For President Nzouba, the militias don't matter at all, even to his own armoured forces and front-line soldiers. They're just bait.

In President Nzuba's eyes, the only threat to himself is the Foreign Legion, and his target is the Foreign Legion.

The tactic was simple, using the armored forces as bait to lure the Foreign Legion into the ambush circle and eliminate the lightly armed soldiers with furious and dense artillery fire.

The information jammer increased its power to cover the artillery positions. So that satellites in the sky can't spot these cannons. It is enough to draw the Foreign Legion to the preset positions step by step through the front-line troops.

What followed was a fierce fight. The Outer Legionnaires, who were still on the way, were subjected to devastating artillery fire in a very short period of time.

Rocket artillery, cannons, howitzers. Self-propelled guns, dense large-caliber shells like pouring rain, beat these lightly armed units into a sieve.

Under the embellishment of the dark night, the dense explosion points stir up a large dazzling light, and the pieces of explosion points are connected together. Even satellites at high altitude can capture the scene like lightning and thunder.

In the midst of this brutal sea of hellfire, thousands of elite Foreign Legion soldiers lay in this strange land. They can't go back.

In the Foreign Legion headquarters, Lieutenant General Carroll overturned the table, shredded the papers, kicked the equipment, and furiously shouted insults at the local satellite surveillance personnel in the communication channel, greeted their female relatives, and said that he would definitely take the Foreign Legion soldiers to 'comfort' them when he returned home, "You damn bastards!" ”

He smashed off the communications equipment, tore off the buttons on his uniform, and stood by the window of the headquarters and looked at the battlefield in the distance. In the distance, as far as the eye could see, his troops were suffering from brutal artillery fire. They are losing their lives every moment.

Lieutenant General Carroll's eyes glowed blood-red, like a gambler who hadn't slept for three days and three nights. "How did they find out? Could it be that the World Realm Factory has provided them with satellite intelligence support? Impossible. This kind of well-planned premeditated ambush is simply not something that can be laid out in a short period of time! For what their artillery positions were not discovered? How did they evade satellite surveillance? Could it be that the quality of our satellites is worse than that of the Indians? ”

Lieutenant General Carroll was really anxious, and almost all of his elite troops were thrown into this counterattack. In the event of defeat, the consequence is the collapse of the entire front.

"I don't know when the domestic support will arrive, and at this time it will be all over if I give up. Moreover, now that the losses are so great, if I stop now, even if I don't go to the court-martial, I can only wait for retirement in a small office! "For the sake of the legion, for the sake of his own future, Lieutenant General Carroll said that he could not give up, he had to take all his chances.

The red-eyed French didn't care about casualties or anything, and dozens of helicopters in the airport of Yaoundé City, both combat and transport, were all sent to the field.

Lieutenant General Carroll threw the last dollar of chips on the table like a gambler who was in a hurry to lose.

The helicopters flew low with the commandos at high speed towards President Nzuba's artillery positions.

Before leaving, Lieutenant General Carroll personally mobilized them. "It was the last decisive blow. Win big or lose all. For the fate of the legion, boys, go and fight bravely! ”

Dozens of helicopters with mission-driven soldiers were attacked a few kilometres from President Nzuba's artillery positions.

With unmanned reconnaissance aircraft in the sky, the front-line commanders, who knew everything about the movements of the French, had long since laid a death trap near the artillery positions.

Hundreds of soldiers carrying Type 69 bazookas had been waiting for a possible low-altitude surprise attack from the moment the battle began.

When the drone transmits the position, route, altitude, speed and other information of the French helicopter group to the front-line commander. These soldiers, who had been waiting for a long time, quickly entered the best ambush position, opened the insurance, and quietly waited for the French to throw themselves into the net.

What would be the result of dozens of low-flying helicopters flying at the height of jungle treetops and a network of hundreds of individual rocket launchers on the ground? The result is a cup.

After the helicopter group of the French entered the ambush circle, under the intensive attack of hundreds of Type 69 rocket launchers, nearly sixty helicopters were all shot down! The casualties were extremely heavy. Those who survived were all taken prisoner.

As the sky began to lighten, the news of the defeat of the assault team came, and Lieutenant General Carol finally conceded defeat. He couldn't think about his future anymore, and the only thing he wanted to do now was to bring back as many young men as he could!

All the troops that were still alive were ordered to retreat immediately, they abandoned the airfield and all the pre-set positions, and all the men and materials were reduced into the city of Yaoundé, ready for the last street fighting.

President Nzuba won a decisive victory on this starry night. The French military presence near the city of Yaoundé was almost depleted by the battle.

He won the war. Now is the time for the chess players, who have been hiding behind the scenes, to start negotiating the distribution of benefits.

The Americans, who had been in a wait-and-see mode, immediately stepped forward to conduct peace mediation in the name of humanitarianism, with the participation of several important countries in the world.

It's just that the only people who can really sit at the negotiating table and play tricks are the Americans, the French and the world's factories.

Of course, there are also clowns who want to express themselves. For example, the Japanese and the Indians. Of course, they were all gorgeously ignored.

In this game of great power chess, the Japanese and Indians are not yet qualified to participate. But they don't understand it.

Eager to show their status as a great power, the two clowns who want to improve their image and prestige begin to act by inappropriate means. (To be continued......)