Absolute Honor

The two sides fired at each other in the dark African wilderness. Although the four white combat teams here are well-equipped and experienced in tactics and accurate marksmanship, they are weak after all, and the black troops chasing them can only be described as mobs. , But the number of soldiers occupies an absolute advantage. One truck, one pickup, and two cars got on and off nearly forty people, not to mention a 12.7mm heavy machine gun as fire suppression.

Two fists are hard to beat four hands, and heroes can't stand the crowd.

The car of the white group was scrapped, and the man couldn't run on the opposite wheel with two legs, so he had to stay in place.

However, these people are well-equipped and definitely have communication equipment. If they can hold on, they will be able to get out of trouble until reinforcements arrive.

The gunshots from the white team began to fall apart. They were shooting two or even one single shot. This was obviously the courage that a veteran had, and a confidence in his marksmanship.

And the black troops over there formed a sharp contrast. Black brother’s marksmanship is not good, the guns are not good, Qingyishui AK47 and South Africa’s old R4 automatic rifle, but the bullets are quite sufficient, sometimes at all. Without aiming, his hands were raised from behind the concealed place, and the two hands were directly placed on them and swept in the general direction.

This shooting method relies on the intensity of firepower, and it is not much different from a blind cat and a dead mouse.

Seeing the sound of gunshots from the opposite side, the two black soldiers became bolder and moved slowly forward from the back of the truck with their waists down. As a result, they had just walked a few steps, and the shots from the opposite side sounded crisply.

The two black brothers suddenly burst into blood and fog on their chests and fell to the ground.

"Get down! Get down!"

The black commander waved his hands to hide his people: "You pigs!"

He cursed his subordinates loudly, and at the same time issued an order to let the 12.7MM heavy machine gun fire violently, suppressing the white group, and sent two groups of people to take advantage of the night, along the valley by the river, slowly rounding the sides.

This is an outflank tactic.

The black buddies have very low military literacy, and a frontal attack is definitely not good, and without the courage, one person will be shot and the others will become a cloud of flies.

Adopting outflank tactics is the most wonderful, because if the opponent defends in one direction at the same time, the pressure will be much lighter. You can take turns to change bombs or even use bursts to suppress the frontal impact.

Once the outflank is successful, a four-sided attack is formed. The four-person team must separate each person to block one side. In this way, without the cover of a colleague, continuous firepower must be used to block the opponent's attack. For a small team, it is enough to suffer from ammunition.

Besides, just now the white group used Hellfire once.

Hellfire has a miraculous effect for the group to encounter large-scale troops, suppress firepower in an instant and then quickly escape, but this tactic is not without harm.

Its biggest disadvantage is the extremely fast consumption of ammunition.

If a single soldier carries 8 magazines each, then one hellfire down is enough to consume 2-3 magazines, so the essence of hellfire lies in one word-escape.

Using Hellfire means that you give up the frontal confrontation and intend to escape. But the current dilemma for the white group is that they used Hellfire but did not escape, just in exchange for a certain amount of safety time.

The riverbed is lower than the ground, and quietly outflanking from there will not attract the attention of the four-person team. Moreover, at night, even with night vision equipment, it is impossible to have a full 360-degree panorama under surveillance.

After ordering his subordinates to diverge and outflank, the commander ordered the two cars to turn on their headlights and illuminate the dirt ditch where the group of four was located, and ordered the machine gunner to open fire violently, causing the mud in front of the group of four to splash. Unable to look up.

The commander saw the opportunity and waved his hand. The two black soldiers from the ten-man detachment entered the riverbed from the left and right sides like leopards, waded through the water, and quietly began to outflank the two wings.

Then Qin Fei and others, who were hiding a hundred meters away from the right side of the group of four, could see the lights of the car clearly.

Qin Fei asked Song Guess: "What kind of army are these black people?"

Somchai stared at the faint black soldiers under the light, with cold sweat on his forehead: "It's the Revolutionary League front of Corsang, which is the so-called rebel soldiers... ."

"You look scared." Qin Fei said.

Somchai’s pupils were full of fear, and he whispered: "You may not have experienced the civil war in Sierra Leone. Do you know who the rebels are made up? There are mercenaries from surrounding countries, such as those from Nigeria and Ghana. Former army soldiers, there are also natives in Sierra Leone..."

Having said that, he licked his lips, "Have you heard of baby soldiers?"

"Baby soldier?"

"The most famous and fierce one of Kosan is his child soldiers." Somchai said: "In a territory occupied by the rebels, as long as they occupy a place, they will recruit teenage children as soldiers, and then give them drugs or Chattergrass, let them have hallucinations after inhaling, then give them guns and brainwash them. These baby soldiers must first join the army ceremonies..."

At this point, his voice trembled.

"The ritual is that the child soldier must kill one or even several of his dearest relatives. Father, mother, sister, brother or younger brother ~www.NovelMTL.com~ Cosan thinks this is enough to show his personal loyalty, and also Only those who kill their loved ones can be fearless on the battlefield."

"This is not fearlessness, this is insensitivity." Qin Fei's heart suddenly felt a strong sense of disgust. Although he did not belong to either camp of the two warring parties, normal people would be able to deal with Cosang's inhumane practice. Hate.

"That's awful." Bruce said. "Those white-skinned pigs are going to die. They didn't realize that they were going to be surrounded."

Qin Fei looked forward to the right and saw a few vague figures flashing past the bed, and quickly disappeared into the grass.

Unlike the area where the firefighting parties are located, near the riverbed on the right is a weed that is taller than a person. Through this wide grass, you can go around to the right back side of the white group.

If you launch an offensive by surprise, I am afraid that when the white team reacts, there will be casualties.

Once a four-person team suffers one person's casualties, the rate of firepower loss is staggering, each is 25%, so almost the combat effectiveness drops geometrically.

Qin Fei screwed on the silencer of the P228 and jumped into the sea from the ship. This gun has been following Qin Fei from Asia to Africa.

It has to be said that this is a good gun, light, short and not inferior in power. No wonder many soldiers in the SEALs like to choose it as a self-defense weapon, especially after hitting a silencer. It is simply a must for home travel and murder. Things.

"Hide yourself a little, I'll kill the group." Qin Fei said.

Song Guess the eyeballs will fall to the hand: "You are crazy!? You are alone, at least ten of them! What's more, they beat them, we don't wade into the muddy water! When they beat them almost, we find a chance to escape !"

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