Absolute Honor

Five kilometers south of Beji town.

Ikoan, an officer armed with the People’s Liberation Opposition, leaned against the hood of an old jeep, watching his men busy in the middle of the highway.

Tonight is destined to be a restless night.

Martial, the commander of the largest armed branch of the opposition in Upper Nile State, was shot and killed outside the hospital in Dolo, and the entire rebel force was mobilized.

When someone called out of the bed in the middle of the night, Yikean was full of resentment. He climbed down from the round and plump buttocks of his protruding female partner, put on his stinky military uniform, and then took his men towards Doro. Set off.

According to intelligence, the enemy in the Nile State infiltrated the road. There were two squads. One of the sniper squad killed Martial who appeared in the Doro Hospital, and the other one sneaked into the east of Doro. In the town of Voga, Martial’s largest munitions and ammunition depot was blown up.

This is a typical mode of infiltration operations for special units, assassinations and raids.

As a result, the entire opposition armed forces panicked overnight. Many high-level officials thought this was a sign that the government forces would launch a general offensive on their own territory.

Yi Kean disapproved of this.

He is not a professional soldier yet. A few years ago, he was just a tribal militia, responsible for protecting the safety of his tribe.

War chaos is already commonplace for South Sudan.

Ikoan is tired and numb to this kind of life. Either you kill others, or others kill you. People under the chaos live like ants.

But the numb ghost is numb, at least he still has to obey the command.

Ikoan's luck was very bad. The team he led broke down halfway. When he got out of the car, he found that the left front wheel, which had been smoother than the bald head, had been reimbursed.

"You pigs can hurry up!"

Ikoan looked at the gold watch on his wrist. He took it off from a government officer who died on the battlefield. He didn't know the brand.

It was very late. According to the previous order, he had to rush to the Doro area before three in the morning, join forces there, and start a search.

It is already half past two, and time is very tight.

In case of being late, his black and fat superior might poke his nose with his finger and call him a silly hog.

"It's so slow to change tires! Do you guys eat plain rice!?"

Several recruits had just been recruited, and for veterans like Yikean, these recruits were simply targets and cannon fodder, and they often did not live for a month.

In the battle with the government forces a few days ago, three of Ikoan's men died.

Although he has repeatedly reminded the recruits not to rush forward without thinking, to look for concealment, and to pay attention to fire cover, there are still idiots holding the AK47 as if a **** is hitting the upper body while charging and sweeping.

As a result, these newly recruited soldiers lost a third of them in a battle.

Just as Ikoan lost his temper for the slow maintenance speed of his men, the far side of the highway attracted bright lights.

This made the recruits who were standing in the middle of the road changing forums so scared that they all hid behind the pickup truck.

"What are you afraid of! Are you all special ladies!? This is your own!"

Ikoan was determined in his heart and received intelligence that the squad that infiltrated the Doro area had only two people, both of whom were mercenaries such as snipers, and had fled into the jungle.

Big road?

They choose to take the road when they are stupid.

Pickup?

They couldn't drive a pickup to Doro to kill Martial.

Ikoan is proud of his military experience, and even has a spontaneous sense of superiority.

He was standing on the side of the road with a cigarette in his mouth, calmly watching the pickup truck approaching him.

"Hey! Brothers, which tribe?" He greeted enthusiastically, waving at the two "rebels" who had slowed down and were passing by the pickup truck beside him, "Are you going to the north? ?"

There were two "black men" sitting in the car. The person in the passenger seat lowered his head, and the person in the driver seat also raised his hand at him, shook it, and seemed to be responding.

Half of the man’s face was surrounded by a military-green scarf, a red cloth strip was tied to his head, and he was covered with a large camouflage gown. The shoulders of the camouflage uniform were hung with epaulettes. He looked like a lieutenant with a rank higher than himself. Big.

In fact, this kind of dress is not surprising. After all, the camouflage uniform can be seen to be his own, and there is yellow dust everywhere when driving on broken roads. Many drivers will choose to cover their mouth and nose with a towel or cloth strip. It's just that this guy's scarf looks more beautiful.

Yi Ke'an's car blocked the dirt road that was not wide, and the later vehicles could only slowly bypass.

This made Ikean a little embarrassed, waving his hands and yelling at his men: "Do you want to get out of the way, clumsy like a log, are you dead? Don't know how to move it aside?"

A few rebel recruits quickly dodged toward the side of the road. The car slowly drove over. The lieutenant's driver stretched out his hand again and waved to Ikoan. From the look in his eyes, he could see that the lieutenant was smiling at himself.

When the car disappeared at the end of the road, Ikoan continued to urge his men to change tires.

Back to the jeep, he lighted another cigarette.

Two squirts.

Suddenly, a flash of lightning flashed through his mind.

He seemed to feel something was wrong.

"Well……"

He stretched out his finger and scratched his chin a few times~www.NovelMTL.com~ thought and thought.

What's wrong? !

like……

Something is wrong with the person in the car just now...

However, Ikoan couldn't think of what was wrong for a while.

clothing? Demeanor? expression? action?

still……

Military rank!

That's right!

It's a military rank!

The driver has the rank of lieutenant, but the other person on the co-pilot next to him has the rank of soldier!

FAK!

That's right!

There is no reason why a lieutenant drives a car or a soldier rides in a car! ?

At least among the opposition forces in South Sudan, Ikoan saw this for the first time. In this country, the concept of hierarchy is extremely clear, especially in the military.

The situation just now will never happen, just like I wouldn't go up to change the tires personally and let the recruits smoke on the side of the road to watch a play.

There is definitely a problem!

Suspicion is like ink dripping on rice paper, and it faints all at once!

Ikoan turned back to the door of the jeep, picked up the walkie-talkie on the dashboard, and started calling his superiors.

"Second Lieutenant Ikoan of the Armed Forces of the Upper Nile State called the headquarters. A pickup truck appeared on the road from Doro to Beji. The two people in the car were suspected of being intruders."

A few rustling noises came from the intercom.

"Ikoan, are you sure you saw it?"

"OK! I suspect they are mercenary invaders."

"In what direction did they go?"

"Beggie."

"You will immediately catch up to confirm that if it is an intruder, it will be intercepted extremely, and we will send someone to support you."

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