Insufficient balance
More than a dozen black brothers with faces full of admiration and trust, Guilong and six others easily found the location where the hurricane was attacked. The two dead government soldiers were already in pieces, cut into a large pile of minced meat by the big chopper from Africa. The eyes of more than ten government soldiers immediately turned red!
Following the footprints left by the rebels, they walked for three hours. The smoke and dust on the horizon appeared in Guī Lóng's telescope. Taking a closer look, several men riding horses seemed to be the leaders of this rebel raiding party, gesturing with their long guns to speed up those following behind them.
After inquiring the black brothers around him, he knew that there was a small oasis five kilometers away from the direction of the rebel army's advance. Guī Lóng (Ghost Dragon) calmly invited all his brothers to sit down and opened the field rations he had brought with him. They ate their fill first before doing anything else! Those black brothers probably hadn't seen field rations before, and after tasting them, they thought they were better than hardtack. As a result, they not only finished off the rations that had been allocated to them but also stared at Guī Lóng's remaining share with mouths watering, behaving just like a pack of hungry dogs!
After dark, after walking for three hours, the ghost dragon stopped one kilometer away from the rebel army. The rebels seemed to have learned nothing from the attack during the day, and the bonfire was burning fiercely, with the smell of meat wafting out of the containers on the fire, making SB stretch his neck eagerly!
No night vision goggles are needed to see the rebels clearly, six sentries, four bright and two dark, most of the rebels sleep with their guns in their arms, as soon as there is any movement, they can jump up and open fire, no heavy weapons, not even the simplest grenade launcher, a few rebels chatting idly by the bonfire, the smell of African tobacco wafts out, smelling strange.
They pulled out all the grenades, counted them and found that there were more than 100. This was thanks to those black brothers who had just received new toys and hated to put themselves as mobile ammunition racks. The least of them carried eight, and one super abnormal one carried twelve, hanging from his buttocks, looking like a string of small melons growing on his butt!
Tell several black brothers not to be impulsive, just lie on the ground and watch the stars, Guilong and several Russian military uncles have started to harass those rebel troops who are still sleeping!
Gently pull out the safety pin of the hand grenade, carefully dig a small pit on the ground, and use broken stone chips to hold down the trigger mechanism in a ready-to-fire state. A simple trigger hand grenade trap is done. The mercenary soldiers crawling like sand lizards set up several fan-shaped trap zones one after another, quietly returned to the side of those black brothers who were looking at the stars, and led them to form a huge pocket with gaps.
At 4 am, it was the deepest moment of human sleep! The impatient SB first fired a grenade at the sleeping rebels, and other mercenaries began to sweep with powerful M-60 machine guns, shooting several alert rebels into sieves. More than a dozen black brothers shouted loudly, using their AKs to sweep wildly, but often had to be reminded by nearby mercenaries to change magazines...
The rebels, caught off guard by the sudden attack, jumped up and blindly fired in all directions. Many of them retreated in the face of the M-60's powerful firepower, step by step heading towards the trap zone set by Kaito!
The rebels, who had been knocked down by the explosion of hand grenades, only had a few dozen people escape. Watching their fleeing backs in the darkness, more than a dozen black brothers shouted to pursue them, but were stopped one by one by Guī Lóng. In the dark, what use could twenty or so people have? It's just for some sneak attacks and stuff, if the other side comes with a large army, it's a dead end, let's hurry back!
The night raid has passed for three or four days. In front of the rebel base that hasn't been detected, there is only quiet waiting.
In the quiet desert, there is only a faint sound of animal activity. The sand snake slithers, leaving many overlapping S-shaped marks on the sandy ground. Scorpions are busy searching for food in the evening, their small paws sliding lightly over the sand. The most active are various rodents, which have hidden from the daytime heat in their burrows and naturally come out to breathe at night.
A curious jerboa sized up a pair of long eyes protruding from the sand, and if it hadn't felt the vibrations on the ground, it might have even walked over to take a closer look at the night vision goggles.
In the distance, a desert, almost all of the rebel army surrounded several old Toyota pickups slowly coming over, except for the M-60 general-purpose machine gun on the Toyota pickup, most of the firepower in the hands of others was M-16, Da Gong and two other mercenaries quickly retreated back to the main position, drilling into the newly repaired central stronghold, the rebels' revenge has arrived!
There was no formation to speak of, six Toyota pickups lined up in a row, behind them were the dense rebel infantrymen, over a thousand automatic rifles spewing fire tongues towards the government army's position. Some stupid government soldiers who stretched their necks to observe the rebels were shot and flew away with their skulls! Several anti-tank soldiers of the government army couldn't help but launch more than 20 RPG-16 high-explosive rockets directly, the six Toyota pickups in front may have never suffered such dense firepower, although not a single one hit, the Toyotas still twisted and dodged the craters on the ground, their charging speed suddenly slowed down. The heavy machine guns in the trenches began to fire blindly, even though the thick smoke blocked the view, the screams of those hit by bullets kept ringing out, the crowd was too dense!
It seemed that the rebels, who had never learned to lie down, were being slaughtered in large numbers. The T-34s and mortars hidden in the tank trenches began to spew out deadly flames. High-explosive shells landed on the rear of the rebels, and even the relatively thin firing line suppressed the terrified rebels, forcing them to advance towards the government army's main position. The mercenaries at the flanking and reverse fire points did not start firing until the last rebel entered their sights. The high-quality mercenaries were not comparable to the government troops who had just received positional warfare training. Every shot from the large-caliber anti-material rifles would cause a human body to disintegrate quickly!
