The officers were having a meeting in the shelter when a shell landed on the top of the shelter, almost blowing up the shelter and burying all the officers. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

The shelter was dusty, the roof was blown up and shaking, and many officers panicked, holding their heads and running outside.

Sikrom pulled out his gun, fired a shot at the ceiling, and shouted: "Stop for me, continue the meeting, whoever dares to escape from the meeting, correct the Fa on the spot!"

The fleeing officers, suppressed by Seakrom's momentum, stopped, and walked back to their seats and sat down again.

A frightened officer muttered in a low voice: "The shelter department has already taken one shot, and if it takes another shot, I'm afraid it will collapse, let's sit here, aren't we waiting for death?"

Sickrom swore an oath: "No, I have experience, the probability of two shells falling at the same point on the battlefield is ninety percent lower than the chance of winning the jackpot in your lottery ticket, so you can have a meeting with confidence." ”

Before the words fell, there was a loud bang, and the top cover of the shelter was blown up into a big hole, and the concrete fragments fell to the ground with a clatter, filled with smoke and dust, and choked people.

Although there were no casualties, the officers were frightened and dispersed, rushed out of the shelter, and went to hide from the artillery.

In fact, what Sickrom said was not wrong, but his experience came from organized large-scale shelling.

In an organized large-scale artillery bombardment, after a volley of shells hit, the commander will order the artillery to adjust the muzzle and extend the fire forward, so after a row of shells falls, as long as it does not blow you up, you jump into the crater, and you are safe.

Because the artillery fire has been extended forward, there will be no more shells falling in the craters behind.

But the Sandy tribe artilleryman who came out to shoot today was a lazy guy, and after a shot, he didn't bother to adjust the muzzle, and he would load the shells and fire again.

The lazy guy thought in his heart: anyway, the commander's order was to fire shells into the camp of the South Sudanese army, and there was no rule on where the shells would fall.

Since there are no regulations, it will be easy to do, my territory, I am in charge, I have the final say on where to fight, I just want to hit two guns at one point, is there a problem?

As a result of the laziness of this artilleryman, it hit the right one, blew a hole in the roof of the general headquarters of the South Sudanese army, and blew up the military meeting.

Next, inside the camp of the South Sudanese army, the snoring was like thunder, and the whole camp was full of people, whether it was soldiers or officers, all fell asleep on the ground, and no one cared when the shells came and where they landed.

Even the sentries who were standing guard hugged and grabbed them, and fell asleep directly on the sentry posts.

The thoughts in the hearts of the officers and soldiers are surprisingly unanimous, Lao Tzu just wants to sleep, no matter where your shells fall, anyway, it doesn't fall on me, just Amitabha, hello, I'm good, everyone's good, even if it falls on me, it can't be helped, count me unlucky.

The commander of the army, Sikrom, was also so sleepy that he couldn't stand it anymore, and rushed out of the shelter department, and when he saw the officers and soldiers who had fallen to the ground and were snoring like thunder, he was also infected, and his sleepiness was surging, and he couldn't hold it anymore, so he fell to the door and fell asleep immediately.

If the Sandy tribe army came to attack at this time, it would definitely rush directly into the camp to capture the prisoners, and the soldiers would be bloodless and annihilate the South Sudanese army.

It's a pity that the scouts sent by the fort guards only dared to observe the movement from a distance, and when they heard the earth-shattering snoring in the camp, they thought that there was a small-scale riot, otherwise, there would be no follow-up.

After dark, Wang Ning took Lilina and Sara and drove a military truck loaded with mortars and artillery shells, all the way to a place six or seven kilometers away from the South Sudanese army camp, installed the mortars, and continued to fire shells into the camp.

Sikrom slept for almost a day, and he slept almost well, when he was awakened by the sound of Wang Ning's artillery explosions.

Seeing that it was already dark, and the soldiers were still lying on the ground and did not get up, Seacrum was furious, and could no longer hold back the anger in his heart, so he kicked and beat a company commander and sent him to lead a company of soldiers, get into a truck, rush out of the camp, and come to destroy the artillery of the Sandy tribe.

Seeing the lights of the South Sudanese army truck, Wang Ning took Lilina and Sara and fired a bright cannonball, pointing out the direction of the search for the South Sudanese officers and soldiers, and then abandoned the mortar and left quickly, hiding in the surrounding darkness.

South Sudan came out to search for a company of mortars, and following the trajectory of the Yeguang shells, they soon found the mortars and the truck that Wang Ning was driving.

The company commander commanded the soldiers, surrounded the truck, and was searching, Wang Ning led Lilina and Sara out of the darkness, like three elves in the dark night, approaching the South Sudanese soldiers from the periphery, and clicking on the acupoints of these soldiers one by one.

A company, more than 100 officers and soldiers, unconscious, were all dumbfounded, and stood there one by one in a daze, not knowing what was happening.

It wasn't until Wang Ning, Lilina, and Sara carried these soldiers like anti-sacks and threw them on the truck that these officers and soldiers understood that they had been captured.

After loading all the prisoners into the truck, Wang Ning dismantled the mortar, loaded it into the car, and drove a truck with Lilina and Sara each to return to the mountain pass fortress.

The army of the Three Kingdoms had been cowering in the camp before, not daring to come out, and the Sandy tribe had never captured a prisoner, and little was known about the internal situation of the Three Kingdoms army.

More than 100 prisoners were captured at once today, and Gistine was overjoyed when he heard the news, and rushed to organize the interrogation of the prisoners overnight.

In the second battle, more than 100 prisoners were captured, and Lilina and Sara were very proud, their faces were crimson with excitement, and they walked with their heads held high and fell on their feet.

The officers and soldiers guarding the fortress, instead of thinking that these two beauties were excessive, projected adoring glances.

It's no wonder that they have been confronting the enemy for so long, and they have no way to take the enemy, and they are trapped here.

And the Guardian Saint brought two beauties, only came twice, and captured more than a hundred captives without blood, this really has to be worshipped.

Wang Ning was also very happy, thinking in his heart, he would quickly return to the Sandy Tribal Plains and continue to sleep with Lilina and Sara.

Of course, while the sisters are happy, they can try more comparative-stabbing-agitated poses, and I believe that Lilina and Sara, who are in high spirits, will not object to it.

That is said to have eighty-eight postures, Wang Ning really hasn't tried so much, I can't write this, you can make up for it yourself, or ask Du Niang.

A company was sent out, and without even making a movement, it disappeared without a trace, and the commander of South Sudan, Sikrom, was puzzled at the same time, and the fear in his heart also reached a very high order of magnitude.

Sikrom no longer dared to send troops out easily, so he made the roof of the headquarters thicker by two meters, and then hid in the headquarters, frowning and having nothing to do.

Gistine's method of seeing Wang Ning was very effective, and he also learned from Wang Ning, sending a small force of artillery every day to harass the camp of the South Sudanese army and the South Sudanese army.

At this time, Gistine remembered that the Chinese instructor had taught them a phrase called 'enemy and disturb me'.