"Second Infantry Company, you wrap me on the right, don't let them go!"

"Infantry company, why did your fire coverage stop!"

Colonel Chad, who commanded the operation, did not dare to cower in the rear as before, and although he was over 40 years old, his physical strength could not keep up, but it was still no problem to sit in a bulletproof pickup truck to direct the operation.

"Second Company, move your machine guns five meters further to the left!"

"Sir, if you move the car again, it's going to flip, and there's a slope over there!"

"Then move ten meters!"

Relying on the first strike of rockets, the Chadian army successfully broke the guerrillas' will to fight, forcing the latter to abandon all plans to counterattack and begin to move to the rear.

The commander commanded his troops to pursue in the rear unhurriedly, because some pickup trucks were damaged by the guerrillas with grenades and bazookas, so the commander was not willing to get too close, anyway, the other party could not escape.

"Send a message to that bastard of the second regiment and tell him to hurry up, the people have already rushed over!"

The bastard of the 2nd Regiment that the commander said was another colonel who had come to steal business with him, and the latter envied that he had hugged a thigh for not a day or two, so the commander was ready to beat the other party.

He planned to drive the guerrillas in the direction of the other side, so that the other party's men would have to face the pressure of the guerrillas, and when the fighting between the two sides was fierce, he could go up and pick up the bargain!

The guerrillas, under the volley of rockets, were already in great confusion, and at this moment they followed the chieftain all the way to the rear without looking back, and seeing that there were no Chadians in the rear, the chieftain ordered to stop and rest for a while.

Then, to his sorrow, he found that there were less than a hundred people left around him.

You must know that their tribe has made up more than 300 young and strong people, counting those who have run away, they have lost two-thirds, so it can be said that now the entire tribe can wear linen and filial piety.

Because his team is not the so-called family out of one, but how many out of many, a family, fathers, sons, brothers, all abound, and now, fathers, sons and brothers die together, also abound.

"Damn!"

The chief would then understand why the people of Benghazi were willing to pay so much to hire themselves to make trouble for those guys, but it was too late.

"Leader, they're chasing you again!"

After everyone had rested for less than half an hour, the sentry ran over in a panic, pointed to the distance and said tremblingly.

"Dozens of cars, all of them are about to blow a sandstorm in the desert!"

"Let's go!"

The chief only felt that it was dark, but he quickly recovered, and then he ordered the group to move on.

The partisans put the wounded on the backs of camels, left a few wounded, and fled on a distant scale.

In a short time, the Chadians drove over, and the commander nodded with satisfaction as he looked at the lost camels.

"Very good, they have already begun to discard the supplies that they can't take with them, brothers, keep chasing, and I'll invite everyone to drink when they're done!"

"Also, kill these two camels, and everyone will have a barbecue at night!"

In this way, the guerrillas, exhausted, once again collided with another outflanked enemy infantry battalion.

This time, however, it was the guerrillas who spotted them first.

"Damn, these guys really want to destroy us all here!"

The scouts sent by the chief reported that the other party was already approaching from three directions, and the pickup trucks were already very close to them.

"What should I do?"

"What else can I do?"

Looking at the people, the chief slowly got up.

"Fight with them!"

After everyone was silent for a few seconds, they immediately launched a fierce attack.

"That's right, fight with them!"

The nomads living in the desert do not lack courage, after all, to survive in this environment, if they are not hard, they are doomed.

"Let the people be more than thirty years old!"

The chief then gave the order, and the clansmen, hearing this order, also understood that the last moment was coming.

Young people are extremely precious, regardless of ethnicity, so no one will back down if they can rely on their own sacrifices to earn a chance to survive for the next generation.

So the fathers said goodbye to their sons, and their brothers said goodbye to their brothers, and they led the camels and silently came to the front of the procession.

Also here was the chieftain, who rejected the offer of another leader to let him lead the team, and instead entrusted the rest to the latter.

"Everything is because of me, and I don't have the face to go back to face my clansmen, and then, everything will be left to you!"

Anyway, the chief set out slowly with less than thirty men, and they were to charge the Chadian convoy head-on, attracting the attention of the latter, and fighting for a chance at the others.

At this moment, it is close to dusk, the visibility in the desert has decreased a lot, and the Chadian army has run out of sharps in the day's advance, so when a group of cavalry suddenly appears behind the dunes under the lights, the first reaction of the Chadian soldiers is not to shoot, but how is the enemy here?

It was this hesitation that a rocket pierced the pickup truck.

"Enemy attack, those *** people are rushing towards us!"

The blaze of the pickup truck instantly woke up the other Chadian soldiers, and the drivers began to concentrate in the direction of the gunshots.

And those cavalrymen, under the leadership of the chief, also rushed forward without fear.

A machine-gun pickup truck fired frantically at the scattered cavalry, and the cavalryman he shot unceremoniously lay on the other side of the camel, and the loyal mount blocked a dozen bullets for the master, and then fell to the ground, while his master was too late to grieve, and after rolling to the ground, he picked up the RPG at hand and pulled the trigger on the pickup truck.

Although in the next second, he was also pierced by bullets, but the rocket was also fired, and the machine gunner screamed and jumped, while the pickup truck and several soldiers in front were not so lucky and were directly hit by the bullet.

Other cavalrymen filled their bodies with grenades, rode their camels to the pickup, and then pulled the fuse of the grenade against the muzzle of the opponent's gun, and the explosion immediately swallowed the car and himself, and in the end, leaving only the fragmented wreckage and broken limbs in one place.

Although the number of people was small, the chieftain also broke through the encirclement of the Chadians by taking advantage of the surprise attack, and after paying nearly twenty casualties.

And because of the chaos at the moment, the Chadian soldiers also exerted their subjective initiative and chased after the latter, and in this way, the original three-sided encirclement immediately appeared a gap.