Although it is not surprising that various tactical problems arise under the African matchmaking mechanism, perhaps it is the inherent attributes of this magical land, and the Portuguese garrison that has been here for a long time has also inexplicably begun to have problems at this moment.

While the guerrillas were chasing the scattered policemen, the garrison commander was still leisurely enjoying his afternoon tea, and he had just received the news that the patrol he had sent out had found the ambushed supply cart and was chasing the bored farmers.

In fact, not only the commander, but even the sentries of the garrison yawned in the shadow of the sentry, and then the sound of gunfire came from the center of the city.

Before the garrison could figure out what was going on, they saw a dozen policemen running out of the street corner, these guys startled the sentry, and before the police could get closer, fierce gunfire rang out again from a very close place, and then, a dozen black uncles in messy military uniforms brandished weapons and chased out of the street corner where the police had just appeared.

Then, both the garrison and the guerrillas pursuing the police entered a state of hesitation, because the guerrillas thought that the garrison had been transferred, and the garrison could not find out the identity of the other party.

After hesitating for a few seconds, the enthusiastic guerrillas resolutely charged towards the garrison's barracks.

Their surprise attack made the sentries in a comfortable state subconsciously choose to retreat, so the first gate and courtyard wall of the barracks were easily taken down by the guerrillas.

After withdrawing to the second courtyard wall, the sentries reacted, as if the guerrillas had attacked, and the Portuguese garrison, reacting from their surprise, immediately sounded the alarm and began to exchange fire with the guerrillas.

In the chaotic battle situation, the garrison did not have time to screen intelligence, and when they pulled a few policemen who ran into the gate, they learned that a guerrilla brigade had just attacked the police station, and now the whole city was occupied by the other side.

And the commander of the garrison was numb at that time, and if the guerrilla brigade was in the city, then what was it that he sent his combat troops out to pursue?

But seeing the large number of guerrillas besieging the gate, the intensity of firepower, and the occasional gunfire in the city, the garrison commander immediately determined that he had been deceived, and that the guerrillas had transferred their large forces out in order to attack him.

So he began to urgently call the patrol team sent out, asking them to quickly rescue the base, but the patrol team was also stupid, they chased dozens of black uncles outside and ran for more than ten kilometers, and it turned out that these guys were bait?

Now that the city is blooming outside the city, everyone hesitates all of a sudden, if the guerrillas in the city are the main force, will the patrol be ambushed when they come back?

No way, as a commander, you have to prioritize the worst-case scenario, and after thinking about it for a few seconds, the garrison commander slapped his hand.

"I see!"

"These guerrillas must want to transfer the garrison out to attack the city, and then ambush us!"

The commander of the garrison had just carefully questioned the policemen, and the guerrillas besieging the police station numbered in the hundreds, and after a fierce battle with the other side, killing and wounding dozens of guerrillas, they were forced to evacuate because they ran out of ammunition and food.

As for the equipment of the guerrillas, the policemen boasted even more outrageous, in addition to the automatic weapons of a water, the guerrillas even had artillery!

This nonsense for the sake of exoneration immediately led the garrison commander into a serious miscalculation, and he did not even dare to send someone to verify the situation.

Therefore, in order to ensure that his battalion headquarters did not have an accident, the commander of the garrison immediately ordered his soldiers to retreat.

"Let's abandon the camp and join the patrol!"

Since the guerrillas are numerous and artillery, there is no point in defending the barracks, it is better to give up the city and then gather the troops to fight again!

As a result, the dozens of remaining garrisons in the barracks began to prepare for the aftermath, and they had to destroy the materials that could not be taken away.

On the other side, Zabi, who found that his men had destroyed the radio station, did not hesitate, he ordered his men to shoot a retreat signal flare to prepare to evacuate, but as soon as he went out, he found his men wandering around the streets of the city in twos and threes.

After learning of the dire state of the second team, Zabi had to abandon the idea of a quick retreat and began to gather his men instead, he dispersed the few veterans, ordered them to bring back the runaways, and then Zabi learned from the men who ran back that there were still a large number of Portuguese garrisons on the other side of the garrison camp.

"It's over!"

Zabi, who knew that he was powerless to fight the regular army, could only start to lead his men to retreat while gathering troops, and the garrison's observation post at the high place saw that the guerrillas were gathering and mistakenly thought that the other side was going to launch a general attack, and also hurriedly issued an early warning.

The commander of the garrison was so anxious that in order not to annihilate himself, he could only ask his men to hastily blast the supplies in the camp, and then start withdrawing towards the side of the city with his troops.

Zabi was also startled by the loud noise of the blasted armaments, and he thought that the garrison's artillery had opened fire, and he had seen the power of the cannons, and he quickly fled to the other side of the city with the rest of the people.

The raid was not over, and after both sides had chosen to evacuate due to miscalculations, the Portuguese garrison quickly assembled and returned five hours later to the outskirts of Dundo, ready to attack the city that had fallen to the guerrillas.

Under the cover of mortars and machine guns, the assembled Portuguese regulars approached the city cautiously, ready for night and street fighting, and the mortars carried a large number of flares in an attempt to retake the city in one night.

So the Portuguese were mentally prepared for a bloody battle to the end, and the soldiers were bayonets and guns, and began to regain the city at night with a solemn expression, and the various offensive spearheads had a clear division of labor, vigilantly watching every move on the street.

But until they returned to the barracks they had abandoned before, they still did not encounter the expected large enemy troops, but because of the night, their own people almost went off.

The commander did not know what the guerrillas were trying to do, and he naturally assumed that the guerrillas might have withdrawn outside the city and were ready to attack him again.

"Be vigilant, brethren, the enemy must be hiding in the shadows waiting to kill us!"

If they can't figure out the enemy's movements, they can only be on alert everywhere, and the entire Portuguese battalion has been carefully on guard until the next morning, and then they realize that their counterattack yesterday is purely a fart, because the enemy is long gone!