It wasn't until the group, codenamed "Bugatti Veyron", asked the so-called coalition command for instructions on how to deal with the captured armed men attacking friendly forces, that Yang Hao, who already felt that the paper could not contain the fire, told Lu Xiangyang about the battle situation.

Of course, criticism and education are indispensable, and if conditions permit, Political Commissar Lu has the heart to "slaughter" Yang Hao, a noisy chicken, so as to scare and scare those monkeys who don't understand organizational discipline. But at the moment, there is no time to make a court-martial even in the green-painted area, let alone in the messy airport of South Africa.

Lu Xiangyang was very curious about what the ten-man team codenamed "Bugatti Veyron" was disposed of, and it only took one photo to defeat the strength of nearly a company of British troops attacking ground support on the outskirts of the bushes.

In fact, this group, which has been fighting in the African scene in the light curtain of the dome, is really familiar with this kind of work of rushing to rescue friendly troops, well, their experience of hanging and beating the black millet can be published in an autobiography.

When the commander of the British cavalry found that his flank was attacked by "tanks", he decisively gave the order to retreat, and he was afraid that he would be made dumplings.

However, the ten-man team dared to use the Bugatti Veyron, a top-of-the-line French-made sports car, as the code name for their group, and it was clear that they certainly had more maneuverability than the British had hoped, at a maximum of fifteen yards.

If it weren't the rainy season in South Africa, the British would have noticed that this "tank" was still very different from the tanks equipped by their own armored forces, and the rain-moistened herbaceous vegetation on the grassland blocked the rubber wheels of this "tank".

Yes, this armored unit, which the British mistook for a "tank", was actually a wheeled armored reconnaissance vehicle. Well, the reconnaissance vehicle of the French chicken is generally more alternative, and it is a tradition for the cart to carry a cannon, so much so that the British mistake it for a tank.

Nearly two-thirds of the ERC-90C Javelin armored reconnaissance vehicle is occupied by its massive turret, and a 90mm rifled gun from the French company Ground Arms Industries is frustrating for its 8.1-ton combat weight.

If you think that this body design, which doesn't look aerodynamic at all from a distance, will affect its maneuverability, you're really being deceived. Anyway, the British cavalry in the group was so pained by its high-speed maneuverability that they really couldn't shake it off.

Just kidding, in 2013 this thing was the owner of chasing anti-government pickups all over the world on the streets of Mali, why do you want to rely on the horse's four legs to get out of fire!? Tainyima took it for granted.

Obviously, the crew of this ERC-90S armored reconnaissance vehicle belonging to the French Foreign Legion did not know that they had crossed, they had been hanging behind the British cavalry, keeping themselves out of the range of individual anti-tank weapons, and when the conditions were right, they used the F4 rifled gun to give those British cavalry a grenade, and the routine of hanging children was really clear!

Seeing the "tank" behind him, which was like a flying tank compared to his own tank, followed like a maggot attached to the bones, the British were immediately cold. Obviously, their hearts are cold and virtuous, and the routine of the French chicken hanging and beating the black Shu millet is not so easy to talk about!

As if confirming that the militants attacking friendly ground crews had RPG-type anti-tank weapons in their hands, another wheeled armored reconnaissance vehicle that had made a detour suddenly burst out of a small bush on the British retreat route.

This time the Brit really encountered a 4-inch gun! The French-made AMX-10RC reconnaissance vehicle, which was considered a heavy tank in the eyes of the British, first smashed it with its 105mm rifled gun, and then strafed the British with a 7.62mm machine gun in the direction of the ERC-90S.

The most devastating thing for the British was that this larger "tank" was actually able to "fly", originally it appeared in a stationary ambush posture on the flank of its own team, and it was not even five minutes before this thing ran ahead of itself and stuck its retreat route.

Well, don't look at the chicken's AMX-10RC reconnaissance vehicle has a combat weight of 15 tons, but Ya can run 85 yards per hour on the road, as an African policeman, the French chicken drove Ya Gang Chad to find the field in the Toyota pickup war with Libya.

The other party has a 4-inch cannon on Nima and he has those broken riding guns in his hand, so he will definitely not be able to do it, the key is that they can "fly" with a 4-inch cannon and Nima, which is a bit unreasonable.

The straw that broke the camel's back finally appeared, and the Brit turned and was forced back by a VAB wheeled armored transporter with 7.62mm machine gun fire.

Ambushed on three sides, the British cavalry finally stopped galloping, dismounted and surrendered with a white flag.

"Sir, what to do with these armed men, there are no outsiders nearby except us." The call between the commander of the group, codenamed "Bugatti Veyron", and Lu Xiangyang seemed to hint a little cruelly that it was obvious that this group of rough embryos was not working in the light curtain of the dome.

"Find a way to bring people back, the captives are still useful to us." Political Commissar Lu's tone was not very tough.

As the so-called general is not subject to the orders of the foreign monarch, he does not know whether the "Bugatti Veyron" has the ability to control the current situation, after all, there are only ten people who can be called combat.

"Yes, sir!" The other party gave Lu Xiangyang an affirmative reply.

After all, he still served in the regular army, this Nima is much easier to manage than the unreliable militia, Lu Xiangyang said in his heart.

After the appearance of this group, codenamed "Bugatti Veyron", the 150 armed men mentioned in the text message of the "director team" have finally arrived. Well, it's really not a thing to count those seven ground crews as the "director group" of armed personnel, and even if you send two MP5s, even if you are armed personnel, this Nima is also a dog!

The AVB wheeled armored transport vehicle of the "Bugatti Veyron" group had not only ammunition but also individual rations for French chickens, and these ground workers finally did not have to gnaw on the meat of horses that did not know whether it was stuck to human tissue.

Of course, staying in a defensive circle surrounded by three wheeled chariots, these ground crews no longer have to worry about large carnivores like lions.

"Brother, your body temperature is a little high, you can spend the night in that VBA after eating, there is air conditioning there." A rough embryo of the French Foreign Legion, apparently serving as a combat medic, said to a ground crew.

"Damn, they're all traversers, this treatment is too bad, right, you still have air conditioning?" The ground worker said as he shoved food into his mouth with his shaky hands.

"I've been mixing in the African scene, and it's very uncomfortable to have no air conditioning. Don't look at the heat here during the day, but it can be cold at night, this huge temperature difference between morning and evening, you will get sick if you are not used to it. The rough embryo of the Foreign Legion said.

"I'll rub it, my brother will rely on you to take care of it in the future, and it's still your profession in hanging and beating black corn!" The ground crew rough embryo hurriedly patted the fart.

"By the way, what the hell is going on here, why did we get into a fight with white people?" Another Foreign Legion rough embryo asked.

"I don't know anything, I was killed by the British when I carried a bucket to fetch water, if it weren't for a few aerial bombs to defend myself, this Nima would have been served in one pot." The feverish ground crew replied.

"Nima, you still have the face to say, if it weren't for the MP5 in your hand that went off, would we be remembered by the British?" A rough embryo who participated in a tea party on the side.

"Uh, go off!? You can stay in the defensive circle in peace, and don't mess with the safety of the gun again! A rough embryo of the Foreign Legion said, apparently he had learned a lesson from being accidentally injured by his own people.

"Oh, the wheeled chariot of the French chicken, and Nima have amphibious combat capabilities, and the 'director team' of the dog day is finally willing to give some equipment for the occasion." Yang Hao, who had just finished training at the airport, began to talk about the mountains again, and it seemed that criticizing education was useless.

"Tut-tut, this time, the 'director team' is really conscientious, in terms of familiarity with the African environment, who can compare to the African police law chicken!" Hu Kaili said.

"Well, conscience, Du Nima is a foreign legion with explosive combat power!" A strawberry soldier said.

"That's not it, people are trading their lives for green cards, unlike you who clock in and out of work." Yang Hao said.

"Tsk, brother, I don't want you to slap your face like this, can you talk well." The strawberry soldiers were said to be a little unhappy to check in.

As soon as the crisis of the ground crew being trapped was resolved, many people who crossed the road were relieved. However, as the commander, Lu Xiangyang is not so objective, this is a lonely base in the interior of South Africa, and supply is a big problem!