"Have you ever heard of a siege for reinforcements?"

"You're not talking nonsense?"

Promri's face was displeased, why did Shepard still like to reveal his scars, when he was young, he was also bombed by Katyusha rockets in North Korea.

"That's right, first call the supply convoy, let them call for support, and then those shells we brought, bang!"

Shepard made an explosive gesture with his right hand, and it dawned on Plomri.

"Run away when you're done with the explosion!"

"That's right, you really know me, Captain Mike!"

Shepard patted Plumri on the shoulder as a sign of encouragement.

Because of the arrival of 141, the guerrillas' supply situation has been well alleviated, although Shepard is not a person who is greedy for oral desire, but he also has a slight requirement for his own life, the last life was a small barbecue for supper, this life is a small cake for afternoon tea, and when he came to Angola, he also brought a sufficient amount of canned food.

Even Shepard brought a large amount of medicines, whether it was to treat various tropical diseases, or trauma, etc., these medicines were comparable to gold to the blockaded guerrillas, so Zabi deliberately kept a large part of them and prepared to exchange them with other guerrillas for more valuable things, such as broken diamonds and gold and the like that everyone loved.

Of course, the medicine was also purchased by Shepard from the United Kingdom, and he really found someone to register a security company called 141 in the Cayman Islands, after all, acting also has to play a full set, in case something goes wrong in the future, it is also convenient for him to cut it quickly.

Over the next few days, Shepard and a group of PMCs and guerrillas lurked around the checkpoint with large quantities of supplies, around villages and populated areas.

It can be seen that the Portuguese do not trust the local people very much, because the checkpoint is at least a dozen kilometers away from the nearest town, and the Portuguese army has set up various defenses according to the field standards, including trenches and barbed wire, machine-gun mortar positions, and even mines in some places.

"If only there were rockets!"

In the face of this tactic of wrapping himself like a hedgehog, Shepard naturally has a way, in this case, there is no better choice than the 107 rocket launcher, but unfortunately he can't get it at the moment, otherwise he can learn from the Pearl Party to brush the Zion people with big rockets every day!

After several days of surveying and field investigations, the veterans quickly selected a suitable ambush area, which is the junction of jungle and grassland, which is easy to hide and sparsely populated, so there is no need to worry about civilian casualties.

Then, Shepard did not rush to start moving, but continued to lurk in the area, observing the movement of the two weekly supply convoys, and then he began to set up an ambush unhurriedly.

In order to teach Zabi's people a good lesson, a group of PMCs who are middle-aged men can't take care of their waists and backs, and they pouted their butts and began to lay minefields and roadside bombs.

The black uncles who planted mines and dropped bombs were naturally no strangers, but for the first time they saw the meticulous operation of this work as mathematics, the PMCs had extremely strict requirements for the location of the burial, the distance, and even the direction of the detonation line, and after the bomb was planted, they did not even bury it simply, but according to the division of the soil layer, the excavated soil was backfilled, so that the naked eye could not see where the bomb was.

In addition, there are those improvised tin can mines, which are filled with a large number of iron flakes and stones, although the quality problem needs to be further solved, but the effect is surprisingly good, and the debris detonated by explosives is not fatal, but it can make the wounded fall into extreme pain.

Seeing such a meticulous work of the PMCs, a group of black uncles immediately put aside their previous disdain and began to study seriously, and even a few people even stepped forward to ask about the direction of the line and the way to cover it, and the PMCs also taught them all the words.

Soon everything was ready, Shepard looked at his watch, and according to the pattern they had observed before, the other side's supply convoy would arrive within an hour.

Afterwards, the guerrillas and mercenaries began to erase the traces of their own appearance, and retreated into the jungle little by little, and at the other end of the first ambush site, another group led by Plomri also completed the ambush preparations, they concentrated the bombs converted from 75mm high-explosive ammunition, and then pulled the wires all the way to a hundred meters away, waiting for the moment of detonation.

Those 75mm shells were also from the help of his beloved friend François, although he had been secretly executed by Shepard and handed over his body to the Belgians in exchange for a bounty, although the opponent's field guns had been destroyed, there were still dozens of shells left, which had been kept by Shepard in the warehouse, and now, at last, there was a place for it.

Then, at the first ambush point, Shepard and Zabi waited quietly, and soon, armed jeeps and military cards loaded with soldiers and supplies appeared in front of everyone, and the Portuguese soldiers on the car were fully armed, as if facing a great enemy, vigilantly watching both sides of the jungle, and the slightest wind and grass could not hide from their eyes.

But perhaps it was too focused on the sides and the convoy was completely unaware of the front, so with the push of the detonator, the pre-planted bomb paralyzed the jeep and the truck that hit the head.

After the attack, the Portuguese soldiers reacted quite quickly, without the orders of their commanders, they had already jumped out of the car and spontaneously looked for cover to start the guard, and then they stepped on the canned mines that had been laid.

The PMCs had long considered the first reaction of the Portuguese soldiers after the attack, so they planted mines in possible bunker positions, although some of them were useless due to shoddy problems, but several soldiers were injured and incapacitated and wailed on the ground.

The commander of the convoy was also very decisive, fearing a possible siege, he decisively abandoned most of the vehicles, began to shrink the line and call for help.

After receiving the news, the checkpoint also immediately sent reinforcements to the rescue.

Then, at the moment when the armored vehicle of the rescue force drove to the predetermined detonation position, Plomri did not hesitate to press the detonator.

Immediately, there was a deafening loud bang and a black mushroom cloud rising into the sky.

"Not good, reinforcements!"

Only then did the commander of the supply convoy realize that his enemy target was not himself at all!