Chapter 43: Iron-Blooded Africa (5)

3.5 kilometers northwest of the small hillside, more than 1,500 people of the Saslu Armed Liberation Front are rushing towards them. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Since 1987, Chadian Commander Habré led the National Army to defeat Libya with 2,000 Toyota pickup trucks and Land Rover Grand Hyatt Jeep, which is light and flexible, Toyota pickup trucks have become an indispensable tool on the battlefield in Chad.

Therefore, the armed forces of more than 1,000 people, and more than 50 Toyota pickup trucks, almost all have a Browning M2 large-caliber heavy machine gun.

Their weapons, in addition to the most common AK47 submachine guns, are portable bazookas and Type 56 submachine guns exported from China.

This army, after the defeat of Sasselu in the election, did not admit defeat, and then took its own 5,000-strong armed forces, united with other anti-government * armed forces, and Deby's government * army to fight, once attacked the capital N'Djamena, after being fiercely counterattacked by the government * army, was forced to withdraw to the mountains on the border with Niger.

It's just over three months before they can't stand the loneliness and make a comeback, wanting to quietly raid the capital N'Djamena again and seize power.

Déby is in Chad, has been re-elected as president for 5 consecutive terms, has deep roots, and has a good management, Saslu wants to replace him, without strong support, there is no chance of winning at all.

This time, he wants to emulate the alliance of the Democratic Forces, drive straight from the southwestern Sudanese ministers, and replicate the military tactics of encircling the capital N'Djamena.

After more than three months of suffering, this army was somewhat uncontrollable, and there was a lack of supplies, so they came all the way, accompanied by burning, killing and looting.

But he happened to meet Yi Fan and them, and he was regarded as blood mold that had fallen for eight lifetimes.

Although their speed is not slow, in this mountainous area, in just a few minutes, they have only advanced about 2,000 meters.

Suslu sat in a Toyota pickup truck at the front, looking at the gradually verdant mountains, his heart fluctuated, but he didn't have a bottom.

This attack was not only hasty, but also forced by the pressure of the army's mood fluctuating and dispersing.

Suddenly, there were bursts of low sounds, from far and near in the air, Sasselu's ears were pricked up, and they kept moving, and in an instant, he suddenly understood, his face became dark and terrifying, and he even trembled a little, and his shirt was instantly wet with cold sweat.

Soon, four Apache helicopter gunships came into everyone's sight, and they surrounded this armed force from four directions, front, back, left, and right, like birds of prey in the sky.

Before long, several gaps in the encirclement had been blocked by 8 Gatling heavy machine guns, and the murderous black hole muzzles, like cold meat grinders, were waiting to devour their lives. Moreover, this is not counting, Saslu's intuition was horrified to find that a sniper was aiming at his head, and the most terrifying thing for Saslu was that he saw 5 shoulder-resting missiles, which had locked him to death, and if he made any rash moves, believing all those things, it would directly hit him, tearing him to pieces, turning him into a puddle of flesh, so that the whole army was annihilated.

Saslu believed that if a bazooka player dared to aim at the opponent's helicopter, he believed that his head would blossom directly.

More than 1,000 people saw this situation, as if the end was coming, their eyes widened in fright, trembling with submachine guns, and kept turning their steps back and forth, looking at a loss, for fear that if they were not careful, they would be attacked from behind, and the whole scene was chaotic, bustling and shouting, and even some people were smart to find a place to hide, and some panicked and tried to escape. The heavy machine gunner on the Toyota pickup truck had just aimed at the Apache helicopter, and as soon as he tried to press the trigger with his thumb, his head was blown into a rotten watermelon by a large-caliber bullet, leaving a shoulder-high headless corpse, blood arrows flew out, and then he collapsed in the compartment, which frightened the other armed elements to jump out of the car.

As a former competitor to Déby, Sasslu was a well-informed man in Chad, and he quickly recognized the helicopter gunship in the air as an American-made Apache.

Based on these judgments, Saslu quickly came to the conclusion that these armies were not Déby's troops, because Déby did not have these things, nor those lunatics of "Boko Haram"! They had been encircled and curled up and nowhere to be seen.

As long as it wasn't Déby's troops, there was still room for salvation, and Sasselu's tense nerves finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Sasselu turned around, kept waving to his subordinates, and said loudly: "It's not the government * army, put down your arms!" Drop your weapon! ”

However, the fear of being surrounded by helicopter gunships is not something that can be solved in a few words.

However, Sasselu's cronies still had the courage to start maintaining order, and after more than ten minutes, the riot gradually calmed down, but there were still many people who looked worriedly at the heavy machine guns on the helicopter and the rockets and missiles at the bottom.

Saslu held a loudspeaker, pointed to the sky, and said loudly: "I am the commander of the Saslu Armed Liberation Front, and I know that you are not a government army, so I ask to see your supreme commander. ”

Dong Qianjun sent back the picture from the unmanned reconnaissance plane, seeing that Sasslu wilted so quickly, and the blood before setting off just now turned into a bubble in an instant, and he couldn't help but be interested, so he ordered the madman to turn on the loudspeaker of the helicopter and said loudly: "I am Dong Qianjun, the commander of the Iron and Blood Corps, and I order you to lay down your arms immediately!" Accept the surrender! ”

Knowing that there was no fear for his life, although he had not heard of the Iron Blood Corps, he also heard that the commander was a Chinese, as long as he was Chinese, he would be fooled, so Saslu took the lead in laying down his weapons and raised his hands to surrender.

Yi Fan saw this situation from the micromagnetic reader, and it was almost effortless, and he turned uninterested. Saslu's cleverness was beyond Yi Fan's expectations.

It means that the assessment of the Iron Blood Corps ended without a problem, and this result was also something that Yi Fan did not expect.

Soon, Dong Qianjun hung his head and escorted Sasselu and more than 1,000 people under him back.

Sasselu was brought to Yi Fan by Dong Qianjun, and his tense nerves relaxed after seeing the young Yi Fan.

The Chinese in Chad are really the easiest targets to deceive, and Saslu believes that as long as he puffs up his tongue, he can make Yi Fan treat him politely, and then he will do everything to support him.

Yi Fan, who had been reading Saslu's thoughts with a micromagnetic reader, saw that Saslu had regained his self-confidence, and he regarded him as a stupid and wealthy master, and his heart was suddenly angry and inexplicable, and he gave up the idea of eliminating the inferior and retaining the essence categorically, followed by an extremely cruel plan.

Since Saslu wants to play with his heart, Yi Fan will use his own way to govern his body and play with him.

"Boss, this is Mr. Saslu, the commander of the Armed Liberation Front of Saslu." Dong Qianjun didn't know that Yi Fan had so many thoughts in his heart in an instant, and after pointing his palm at Sasslu, he turned to Yi Fan and said, "Mr. Sasslu, this is the supreme commander of my iron-blooded legion, just call the boss." ”

Although Sasselu's posture was very low, the arrogance in his eyes not only made Yi Fan lose his appetite, but even Dong Qianjun thought that he was dazzled when he saw it, if this guy was not crazy, he knew that it was terrible to provoke Yi Fan.

Sasselu's acting skills are good, his face changed quickly, and he shook hands with Yi Fan flatteringly, and then said: "Boss, many of my people have been infected with malaria and cholera because they have been in the mountains for a long time. As he spoke, he observed Yi Fan's expression, and seeing that Yi Fan had not changed, he had the courage to continue: "If the boss can help with some food, of course it would be better!" ”

Yi Fan sneered in his heart and said, "Wait a minute, you will know my means!" But a smile appeared on his face, and he said, "Mr. Sasslu, you know, we Chinese people are very kind. ”

After listening to Yi Fan's first half of the sentence, he maintained a reserved smile on his face, and said in his heart: "Xuete! That's not kindness, it's foolishness! It's Kaizi who specially sent us money! ”

"Therefore, I am more than happy to extend a helping hand of friendship to you."

After Yi Fan finished speaking, Sa Silu seemed to be a little unable to believe his ears, he didn't expect that things would go so smoothly. Therefore, he pretended to be very moved, took Yi Fan's hand, and shook it vigorously.

Yi Fan glanced at Dong Qianjun, Dong Qianjun nodded slightly in tacit understanding, and at the same time, he felt that the mobile phone on his body vibrate, and it seemed that a message was sent, and then said: "Mr. Saslu, please come with me." ”

In fact, when Sasselu saw the mountains of arms and materials in the open space for the first time, he made up his mind, at this moment, he was in a state of confusion, and mechanically followed Dong Qianjun away, and even forgot to say hello to Yi Fan.

Soon, Saslu's cronies found him out, and the cronies with the same thoughts, as well as more than 1,000 people, looked at the mountain of supplies, they were already salivating, and their eyes were hungry wolf-like greed, and they had already betrayed the truest thoughts in their hearts, if they had not been disarmed, they would have already robbed them.

Dong Qianjun took the opportunity to look at the information on his mobile phone, looked at Sasse Lu, and the militants whose saliva was about to fall to the ground, and the pity in his eyes flashed.

Immediately afterwards, Dong Qianjun recruited some people to bring down canned beef, luncheon meat, canned fruits, canned fish, toast and purified water.

Before the food could be put down to the ground, it was coaxed away by these armed elements with their bellies on their stomachs, and they gobbled up as if they hadn't eaten for decades.

These more than 1,000 people, soon ate a full belly, sat together in twos and threes, comfortably touched the round belly, looked at those mercenaries with envy, I don't know who, spread the news that mercenaries are being recruited here, and the treatment is as high as 20,000 US dollars, adding a fierce fire to many armed elements who have ideas in their hearts, they exploded in an instant, and some people have found those mercenaries to understand the situation, when they see the fragrant 100 dollar bills in the hands of the mercenaries, no one no longer believes in the authenticity of the news, have expressed their willingness to join.

Saslu's cronies soon received the news and reported that they were drunk.

In fact, those cronies also very much wanted to join the mercenary group, but because of the presence of Saaslu, no one dared to show it.

Sasselu was originally a political figure who had been fighting for a long time, and he immediately keenly felt that the situation was very bad, and suddenly broke out in a cold sweat, and the person also came to his senses, and immediately ran out in a panic.

These people already have two hearts, and if they don't stop Yi Fan like this, won't he immediately become the commander of the light pole?