Chapter 137: Bet?

"Dare to attack a military base, this is no longer an ordinary partisan! Gotta punch be made! ”

Generally speaking, the current resistance forces in Angola do not dare to take the initiative to attack, whether it is UNITA or the Angolan People's Movement, the limit of what the two largest resistance forces can do at the moment is to be active in villages and towns, after all, the aircraft and artillery of the government army can really speak.

Although in later generations, whenever the American Soldiers were mentioned, there would always be remarks about the other side firing Molotov cocktails at Afghan villages, in fact, the Portuguese did the same, or rather, most white countries did it.

The Portuguese and Rhodesian armies would use tactical bombers to steadily bomb the areas of guerrilla activity, in addition to fighter safari cruises, and use cannons to strafe suspicious vehicles, so in the absence of effective restraint, the resistance forces would try to avoid large-scale counteroffensive operations.

Although Zabi's operation was not a successful counteroffensive, the garrison commander still held a grudge against the other party.

After all, he was the one who caused the garrison to lose their comfortable barracks and make them sleep in tents until the reconstruction was complete, so in retaliation, on the third day of Zabi's escape back to the border forest, Portuguese warplanes bombed several suspected rebel-backed villages.

These G91 attack planes took off from the air force airfield in Luanda, carrying bombs and rockets like falcons, flying down from high altitudes and then began to repeatedly destroy villages and farmland.

The villages that had been attacked had become miserable at the moment, the huts made of thatch and mud were already rudimentary, and they were usually worried about leaking water when it was windy and rainy, and now there were bombs falling from the sky, not to mention, the whole village was in shambles, with hardly any intact buildings.

Fortunately, the casualties were not large, the civilians who lived here were used to such days, and most importantly, after Shepard began to fund Zabi, he began to plan for the air defense of these villages.

There were no anti-aircraft guns and anti-aircraft missiles, so they had to rely on bomb shelters, but fortunately, the number of 227kg bombs dropped by the Portuguese was small, and the local soil was not soft, so digging a few meters deep into these villages was still very useful, and even the villagers had made these facilities part of their daily lives, where they would store cassava and drinking water, as well as dried salted fish and dried fruits, for survival in case of emergency.

Of course, being a warehouse and a shelter is certainly not the ultimate goal of these potholes, Shepard wants a network of tunnels, the kind of tunnels that can be attacked, retreated, and defended.

Shepard didn't expect these potholes to connect villages within tens of miles like the vast network dug by the old-timers, he was a man who knew the reality very well, and the current manpower and material resources in the border control area simply did not meet the requirements of building such a large tunnel system.

Therefore, he envisioned a network based on the village, which could enter and exit the village through the underground, and it was enough to use it to transfer targets!

Shepard's thoughts coincided with those of the veterans who had dealt with Charlie a lot, and they had seen the power of these pits, but Parker still had the same condescending disdain for the British Empire.

"Does this thing really work?"

"Don't underestimate this, the Boers and the Continental Army also used this back then!"

"John! The Boers lost in the end, and the Americans became independent only with the help of the French! ”

How could Helen not know that Shepard was connotating herself, her self-cultivation and Shepard's one-meter-nine sturdy body did not allow her to use big-eared melon seeds to fight back, so she could only pronounce Shepard's full name to show her current attitude.

And Shepard, who was happy to see the other party's puffing up, did not let go of this opportunity to hit the other party.

"Why don't you make a bet?"

"Bet on what?"

"Just bet on whether the authentic will have an effect!"

"Okay, what about the bets?"

"If I win, kiss me! If I lose, I'll kiss you! ”

"Does that make a difference?"

"Why not? The nature is completely different, right? ”

"Okay, then I'll bet another $5,000! But if I win, you'll have to run around the camp bare-ass! ”

"Deal!"

Shepard immediately looked at him with joy, not that he liked the five thousand dollars, but that he really wanted to try what it was like to run around the camp with his bare ass, after all, in this life, he was determined to be a hardcore ruthless person who would go down in history, so he didn't dare to run naked, how could he go down in history?

However, because the tunnel network has not yet been perfected, he can only let Zabi and his men stop for a few days, so as not to stimulate the Portuguese to launch a ground offensive, and then Shepard simply spent a dozen boxes of canned food and a dozen bags of flour to hire a large number of Congo fellows to go to Angola, under the hard work of hundreds of black uncles day and night, soon Zabi's hometown, a village called Zeyo, took the lead in completing the construction of the tunnel network.

Then, Zabi, who received Shepard's orders, led his men to start attacking everywhere again, digging roads and mines everywhere to blow up telephone poles, and even shooting cold shots at the Portuguese military camp at night.

In the face of such a deadly opponent, the Portuguese garrison decided not to focus on air raids this time, but to combine air and ground to teach Zabi a good lesson for him.

For this reason, the commander of the garrison also asked his superiors to reinforce a paratrooper company for himself, plus the two infantry companies he already had, 400 people against a mere 100 people, needless to say who the advantage is!

The garrison commander, who thought he was in control, didn't even hide his intentions at all, he directly let the local police and civilians spread the news, trying to intimidate Zabi and disintegrate the other party's combat forces, but what the garrison commander didn't know was that Zabi had withdrawn his recruits to the territory of the Democratic Republic of the Congo, and at the moment he was left with more than 20 veterans and more than a dozen black mercenaries under Sark.

Most of these people have been fighting for several years, and naturally they are not comparable to those recruits, and many of them are even preparing to kill a few Portuguese who do not know whether they are alive or dead.

The mercenaries under Sark were even more aggressive, as Shepard even offered them a bounty for killing Portuguese soldiers.

Uncle Black can't do anything else, but the enthusiasm for making money is no worse than others, in order to make a few heads of money better, those mercenaries under Sark even took out their old money and worked hard for a lot of good things in the armory shop opened within the Shadow Company.

"You see, you have to be a mercenary!"