Chapter 669: The End
"Run, run, don't stop!"
The commander had already screamed, and his throat was even snorting like a tattered bellows, but he still didn't feel uncomfortable, and continued to work hard to direct his men's transfer.
The young people of these tribes reacted quickly, quickly mounted their camels, and began to spread out in all directions, trying to avoid the fire from the sky.
However, this kind of move is also a gamble, betting on whether the helicopter will give up on itself here and focus on other places.
But in reality, this gamble was completely useless, because the four helicopters of the attacker squad were aimed at all the guerrillas who were not going south, so they would strafe and drive away all those fleeing in other directions until they changed direction.
It's not that there are no guerrillas trying to fight back, but in the dark, lacking tracer bullets and illuminated guidance, trying to shoot down a high-speed bird helicopter with an AK is just as difficult as if it were to defeat Luffy in a Big Stomach match, or even more difficult than the latter, because Luffy won't machine gun your ass while you're eating.
The Little Bird helicopter set the intersection point of its weapons at a position of 400 meters, and in this position, the barrage of bullets fired by two Gatling machine guns would converge at one point, and no soft target could withstand the penetration and tearing of the warhead, and an unlucky camel was directly cut in two by the rain of bullets.
And it is not cut in half neatly, but torn and cut like a blunt knife cutting flesh.
The camel was still alive, and tried to stand up with the two limbs in front of it, but in the end, it quickly lost its life due to excessive blood loss.
The owner who sat on the camel was not spared, and was shot through the chest, but the body was stopped by the camel and avoided being cut off.
The bird helicopter in the sky is like a wandering falcon, and the Tuareg running below is the lamb, and every blow of the falcon can take away several lambs.
The attacker fleet wiped out almost half of the Tuaregs, and the rest, in a desperate run, crashed headlong into the Chadian army's ground encirclement.
If the helicopter in the sky is a falcon, then the Chadian army on the ground is a pack of wolves, hungry wolves waiting to be fed, and two infantry battalions outflanked them from the left and right sides, and surrounded the remaining guerrillas with an encirclement of more than 10 kilometers.
Now the guerrillas are trapped in an area of less than a few thousand square meters, where there is no cover and no supplies.
Once the siege was complete, the Chadian army ceased to move and began to set up mortars and curling fire, as before.
The 60 mortars used by the Chadian soldiers, like the 107 rocket launchers, came from the stocks of a large country, and the hoarding was so staggering that Shepard had to open a professional veneer factory in Quetta.
What they had to do was to replace the bullets and weapons that had been brought in from the north with all the markings in Russian.
Naturally, this is also to deceive the wrongdoers, just like the superstitious Japanese rice cooker housewives in later generations, during this period, everyone was very recognized with the quality of Soviet munitions.
But correspondingly, the price of Soviet arms is not low, after all, the map commissary has not yet opened, and the Soviet Union is still a steel monster in the eyes of everyone at this moment.
But Shepard was very self-conscious, knowing that the market was very hungry for Soviet arms, so he took the initiative to stand up to fill this vacancy, anyway, there is not much difference in the appearance of the two arms, and most buyers will not know the goods too well, if they know the goods, Shepard will sell him his own.
As for the Chadian army, it is not too knowledgeable at the moment, what is the use of it, so these mortars, the commanders still like them very much.
After all, they didn't have much support firepower, and there were not even a few serious military academies in the country at present, and the officers either went to France or England, and as for the professional technical arms, they were handed over to the Shadow Company, and they came forward to hire a group of military academy skills instructors, and then opened a technical training course in N'Djamena.
Two-thirds of the sappers and drivers in the Chadian army now come from crash courses.
And now, a significant part of these soldiers who have placed mortars on the perimeter also come from crash courses.
Although it is a crash course, the foreign instructors who provide both accelerated literacy and professional skills are still very dedicated, and Shepard deliberately selected those specific groups of people with harmonious families but low incomes, and their families are harmonious, so there are generally no problems, such as alcoholism and drug abuse.
And if the income is not high, these officers will be more willing to come to N'Djamena to become hard-working gardeners, teaching and solving doubts.
Even now, outside the battlefield, there are more than a dozen instructors who speak French, Spanish, English and German, and with the help of interpreters on the spot, they teach their students on the spot.
Although these instructors are not mercenaries and will not directly participate in the war, it is still no problem to bring students out for internships or something, not to mention, the internship subsidies are still very sufficient!
"Attention to all cannons, charge one, Zhuyuan loaded, high-explosive shells, six rapid fires, release!"
After surrounding the enemy, the Chadian army immediately began a training exercise, because the war broke out, the national army pulled a lot of strong men, although it looks good, but it is still very early to become a qualified cannon fodder, especially those artillerymen, therefore, the Chadian army urgently mobilized several batches of artillery cadets to participate in the training.
Everyone has to ensure the practice of a base number in order to get the certificate of conformity.
As a result, the guerrillas hiding in the encirclement were like lambs to the slaughter, with no persuasion, no warning, only shells and bullets that kept falling, and the guerrillas who had nowhere to hide could only dig bunkers in the sand, but whatever they dug up, the sand would eventually flow back into it.
In the end, the remaining less than 30 guerrilla soldiers were almost all wounded, and they even had to hide behind the carcasses of the camels to avoid the artillery fire, but as the carcasses of those camels were also scattered in Chad, the death of the remainders, that is, a matter of time, after another inaccurate artillery fire, the remnants of the guerrillas finally raised the white flag.
But the Chadian troops on the periphery did not seem to see it, but fought more cheerfully.
Wave after wave, as round after round of shells landed again, the white flag that was still waving before was also gone.
And the wailing in the encirclement also subsided shallowly.