"There are ambushes, hidden, hidden, counterattacks, counterattacks. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ”

The sudden blow made these mercenaries a little confused, but they were often in contact with death, and they had long been accustomed to fighting, and quickly found cover to avoid bullets.

However, in this short moment, the more than 400 mercenaries who were sent this time had already killed and injured nearly 100 people.

"Don't give up on me, ah, my leg is broken."

"Oh my God, Mom."

Mercenaries are also human beings, they will cry out in pain when they are injured, they will wail the same, and some people will reach out and try to pull their injured companions, but they are greeted by a rain of bullets, and even the wounded mercenary is beaten into a sieve, and he can no longer die.

"Headquarters, headquarters, we were ambushed, and the other side was under very heavy fire." The captain of the team shouted into the communicator.

In the command room of the Durban freighter, the command staff, including Andrew Brown. Everyone, including Captain Salis, was also confused by this sudden change.

Before they had even left the port area, they were discovered and ambushed by the enemy, and it was clear that their actions had already fallen into the eyes of the enemy, and their actions could already be declared a failure at this moment.

If the operation fails, it is best to withdraw, but have they gone, perhaps, they did not feel that they would fail from the beginning, and the plan they studied was not ambushed by the enemy, they were on someone else's land.

What to do now.

"Regiment commander, the enemy's fire is very fierce, what should we do." As soon as there was an inquiry from the communicator, a loud bang was heard, and then there was a piercing screeching sound from the communicator, and then it fell silent.

"Bastard, what the hell, are all the people in the CIA all his idiots, what kind of information is this, why are so many people ambushed on the other side, but nothing has been discovered." Andrew. Commander Saris roared in anger and slammed his fist on the podium.

"Commander, what should we do now?" The deputy head of the regiment asked loudly.

"Retreat, retreat to the ship, and then find a way to sail out of the port, I don't think Djibouti will dare to blow up and sink this ship." Andrew. Captain Salis commanded.

In fact, when he said this sentence himself, he was just comforting himself, you have touched the bottom line of a country, do you still want to expect the other party to abide by any international law, and what international events will not be successful, this is a coup d'état, not an ordinary criminal case.

The mercenaries fought and retreated, huddled on the Durban, hoping to escape to the ship, at least, they did not want to struggle uselessly in the enemy's encirclement, although they still had 300 experienced mercenaries, but they were ambushed, the plan failed, and the first blow hit them hard, which made the mercenaries lose confidence.

From beginning to end, they didn't know how many enemies they faced, but after all, there was no less, their counterattack was not ineffective, and they also killed some Djiboutian soldiers, but the firepower of the other side was much fiercer than theirs, after all, they came this time, in order to conceal, only light weapons, not even heavy machine guns, let alone others.

Mercenaries, not gods, they are just a group of soldiers, they don't have a complete plan, they are just as vulnerable to bullets and heavy firepower.

After fighting and retreating, they finally arrived at Durban, but the number of mercenaries is now less than a hundred, and many of them are wounded, and it is not an exaggeration to describe the mercenary group as completely wiped out at this time.

After escaping the freighter, the fighting ceased temporarily, but armoured vehicles and trucks appeared on the docks of the cargo ships, and behind these tanks were groups of heavily armed Djiboutian soldiers.

Outside the port, three patrol boats drove up quickly, their bright headlights shining on the freighter, leaving the freighter in sight.

The Durban freighter, surrounded.

Although the combat effectiveness of these old patrol boats in Djibouti is very low, it is also compared with the advanced warships of other countries, how backward he is, it also belongs to the existence of the battleship sequence, equipped with missiles and fish, and it is still very easy to sink a freighter.

At the Presidential Palace of Djibouti.

Allamayo. Commander Tagnu ordered the 60-mm artillery of the honeypot armored car to bombard the gate of the presidential palace, blasted the gate apart, drove the chariot to the presidential palace, he wanted to seize Odova as soon as possible, and then announced the occupation of the presidential palace, the coup d'état was successful and began to rule the country.

As for the guards of the presidential palace who were killed by heavy machine guns, they blocked their own steps, they should have died at their feet, how can there be no dead people in a coup d'état, this is normal.

Most of the presidential guards were wiped out, and the rest were disarmed. Tagnu triumphantly took the presidential palace, but searched all the places in the presidential palace and found that Odova was not here.

Why isn't this damn guy in the presidential palace, if you can't catch him today, will your coup be considered a success, obviously not, what's the use of occupying only one presidential palace.

Djibouti was already small, and the sound of gunfire and artillery resounded throughout the city, waking up the city that had been sleeping peacefully, and people asked what was going on.

The journalists, especially the foreign ones, realized that something was going on, and they took up their weapons, cameras, recorders, press cards, and drove out into the streets, thinking about the sound of gunfire.

It's in the direction of the presidential palace, and something big must have happened.

On the main street of Djibouti, the journalists found that many soldiers with loaded guns had blocked the intersection and pulled up a barrier, and the reporters revealed their identities, but the soldiers refused to allow the reporters to pass on the grounds of military action.

Djibouti proposed to mobilize armored troops, and there was the sound of gunfire, something serious must have happened, and such news must not be let go.

There are always powerful reporters, they take a detour to the place of the incident, in the presidential palace, they saw several armored vehicles parked outside the presidential palace gate, and at this time, the gate of the presidential palace has already been blown apart, and on the ground, there are some soldiers' corpses lying on the ground.

A word popped into the minds of journalists, a military coup.

Video, photographing, and then quickly transmitting this information back to the press headquarters, for a time, the whole of Djibouti, and even the whole world, knew about the events that took place in Djibouti, and the military coup of the Djibouti military took place.

The world's major online media reported the news for the first time.

It has aroused great concern from all parties.

"At about 9 p.m. on October 21, fierce gunfire was heard in the city of Djibouti, the main intersection of the city of Djibouti has been closed under martial law, and the presidential palace of Djibouti has been occupied. (To be continued.) )