Chapter 60: The Meritorious Person's Head

  The warship, with a batch of guards, went to the village after Mekarle, leaving only a few soldiers on each deck, eight fully armed soldiers were on guard, controlling the gun turret and machine gun turret.

  These soldiers showed a very obvious relaxation after Mekalle walked away, chatting and laughing with each other, taking out cigarettes and offering them to each other to smoke.

  In Gambia, these few warships of the national army are invincible existences. As long as they stay on the warship, there is no danger at all. Those armed forces of various ethnic groups have guns and ammunition, but such large-scale military facilities cannot be possessed.

  The Gambian government would not let them stay, otherwise it would be a most outstanding threat to the government and Yahya. The Gambia River runs through the whole of Gambia, as long as there are warships, they can easily reach the capital Banjul from the east.

  So warships are the most powerful presence in Gambia, and the so-called Gambian Navy naturally becomes the strongest presence in Gambia.

  Approaching the warship halfway, a half-head slowly emerged from the water surface, and Zhao Ziyang observed the movements of the soldiers on the warship with the help of a floating algae. After scanning for a moment, he immediately dove back under the water to continue sneaking towards the warship.

  The unsuspecting soldiers continued to chat and smoke, with one of them even pulling out a Taiwanese porn magazine and leaning against the machine gun, reading it with relish. These Gambian naval soldiers were just as blindly arrogant as President Yahya, believing that possessing warships meant possessing absolute power.

  Bang! Bang!...

  A faint sound came out, and Zhao Ziyang and others successfully dived under the warship and used magnets to firmly attach themselves to it.

  These several warships donated by Taiwan have not been demagnetized, if magnetic mines are placed on the water surface, it would be easy to blow these warships into pieces. However, Zhao Ziyang and his team did not bring magnetic mines specifically designed for warships, which were too large and inconvenient to transport from Libya. They chose MK6 magnetic mines, which are small in size and convenient to carry.

  Magnetic mine is a type of non-contact mine that uses a non-contact fuse to detonate, without the need for collision with a ship. It is equipped with a magnetic needle fuse that can sense the magnetic field formed by a passing ship within a certain distance. Because most ships sailing on the ocean are made of steel, they are like floating "large magnets". The interior of the steel contains countless small magnetic domains, and the earth is a large magnet, with the space around it filled with a magnetic field. This magnetic field has a magnetic force effect on the magnetic domains inside the steel. When a collision occurs, the magnetic domains inside the steel will be shaken, and the magnetic domains will have the opportunity to slightly open up, reducing friction, allowing the magnetic domains to be twisted in the same direction by the earth's magnetic force, thus producing magnetism.

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  Faraday's law of electromagnetic induction states that a change in magnetic flux through a loop induces an electromotive force, or in the case of a closed loop, an electric current. Thus when a ship passes over a magnetically-fused mine, the moving ship's magnetic field sweeps across the sensing coil on the iron rod, inducing an electromotive force which closes the firing circuit and detonates the mine.

  The magnetic sea mines used by the saboteurs in Norway were of the floating type, large and powerful. This time, however, it was not possible to lay them out beforehand for various reasons, so this small magnetic mine was chosen instead.

  Zhao Ziyang stretched out three fingers and held them up in front of Pandora and the others, then gently patted the hull with his palm.

  Pandora and others nodded, separated and dived towards the other two warships to complete the laying of mines.

  The sharp blade of the knife in Zhao Ziyang's group was taken out from a sealed iron box, and a ceramic-coated magnetic mine was handed over to Zhao Ziyang. The fuse of the mine was hooked out with a military knife, and a package of sealed explosives was connected to it. With great care, the mine and explosives were attached to the warship with a magnet, and then immediately dived into the water and retreated.

  Pandora, Sworte and Omo also successfully installed the water mines and explosives, almost at the same time they dived in and retreated back to the mountain forest on the opposite bank, hiding quietly inside.

  "Ka... ka..." The ceramic isolating the magnetic field began to show slight cracks, and as the cracks spread, the magnetic mine would gradually emerge from its ceramic shell. When it sensed the steel hull of a ship, it would detonate automatically.

  The power of the explosion was not very strong, but it was still easy to blow a big hole in the hull, and if three warships were blown up, Gambia's army would be equivalent to being completely wiped out, with no advantage at all. At that time, they would be powerless against wars from various ethnic groups and would be unable to stop them.

  The ceramic shell is vacuum-sealed after special treatment, and when it comes into contact with air, the ceramic will gradually crack and eventually shatter. This occurs during the cooling process of firing, as the shrinkage rate differs, the body cools and shrinks incompletely before being sealed in a vacuum, and continues to shrink upon exposure to air, forming cracks.

  Thanks to a Taiwanese businessman, whose factory had a ceramics workshop, Zhao Ziyang was able to easily produce the casing for extending the trigger time of sea mines with the help of some skilled workers.

  The ceramic shell cracked bit by bit, and the soldiers on the warship were still chatting lightly, unaware that the enemy had already reached under their feet.

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  The ambushers, led by Zhao Ziyang, entered their respective combat positions and hid themselves in the natural cover of the forest. However, they only presented a defensive response to the battle, with the intention of giving a heavy blow when the enemy discovered them.

  Zhao Ziyang, lying in the grass under the tree, stared at his watch to calculate the time. If there was no mistake, the ceramic casing would shatter completely in three minutes. After shattering, the magnetic mine would immediately sense the magnetic field of the warship and explode, with a margin of error that wouldn't be too large.

  "Boss, why don't we just wipe them all out?" Scythe Hand asked Zhao Ziyang through the radio.

  These things are often done by mercenaries, who frequently create many convenient conditions for themselves in secret. In order to achieve their goals, they do not mind making a mess of the situation before coming forward as saviors.

  They originally came to Gambia in order to stir up trouble and then help Yahya put down the unrest as mercenaries. Now they have the power to wipe out all of Yahya's marines, but Zhao Ziyang doesn't seem to have any intention of doing so, which makes the sickle-handed man feel puzzled.

  If you get rid of people like Makhtar Fall, the Gambian government's armed forces will collapse instantly. At that time, if you go to look for Yahya Jammeh, won't they just do whatever they want?

  "Why should we kill them?" Zhao Ziyang said with a sly smile, licking his lips: "They are our friends, and we should help them."

  The Gambian ethnic cleansing unrest was orchestrated by Zhao Ziyang alone, with all the plans implemented in his mind. Other mercenaries were unaware of anything and only followed his orders to do everything. He didn't want to tell everyone about the whole plan, as the mercenary group was at a critical juncture, what he wanted to do was not to overthrow the government but to control it, any leakage of information would make him lose everything.

  Upon hearing Zhao Ziyang's words, the scythe-wielding man looked somewhat puzzled, and Omo beside him also had a bewildered expression. However, he didn't care; as long as they got paid for fighting, it was fine by him. Dao Feng and Swarte exchanged a smile, both of them now understanding Zhao Ziyang's meaning.

  In the midst of conversation, a group of soldiers with excited faces walked towards the dock from the village, each holding a bloody head in their hands. The fresh blood on the heads dyed their camouflage uniforms dark red, and the air became restless with their appearance, the thick smell of blood clearly wafting over against the wind.

  The soldiers walked onto the warship, tossing the severed heads on the deck with their hands, laughing loudly and kicking them back and forth like footballs, having a great time.

  In a short time, hundreds of bloody heads gathered on the deck, piled up into a small hill.

  Dark red blood flowed slowly across the deck, seeping in bit by bit. A swarm of omnipresent flies smelling the bloody smell swarmed in, biting into the rolled-up skin and greedily sucking up the polluted blood.

  These heads are the spoils of war for Mekalle's armed forces, and it is easier to kill unarmed civilians than armed forces. After killing them, using these heads to intimidate various ethnic groups can achieve a very good effect.

  The most important thing is that if they were to fight with the armed forces of various ethnic groups, they wouldn't have so much energy left to chop off people's heads. It's better to get such work done ahead of time, killing two birds with one stone.

  The massacre led by Meikaer is not uncommon, and it's the same logic as ancient China where they would use civilians' heads to make up for the numbers when they couldn't defeat the bandits. The government troops were weak, unable to defeat the fierce bandits, but they had to complete their mission, so they could only massacre civilians and use their heads to falsely report their achievements.

  This can be called the most incompetent violence, but this kind of violence has made many people's careers, so that they will choose this convenient behavior among each other.

  The flesh of ordinary people is cheap, and the lives of ordinary people are worthless from the start.

  From the distant shore came the sound of a woman's wailing, probably when the soldiers were massacring the village and selected a few good-looking women to please Mekare. When Mekare was happy, they were comfortable, and following such a mastermind was actually quite good, as long as you followed his meaning, you could go with the wind and drink meat soup in the back.

  The soldiers on deck burst out laughing in the direction of the village, they knew Mekar was happy, and their superior being happy was enough.

  In the distant sky, a dazzling white signal flare suddenly appeared. This signal flare seemed to be different from the usual ones, but this difference was not in the signal flare itself, but rather in how abruptly it had appeared, so abrupt that it left people standing there in stunned silence.

  "Back to the warship! Back to the warship!" An officer yelled with wide eyes, leading his soldiers in a frantic sprint towards the warship.

  At this time, there were less than a hundred soldiers on the three warships, most of them were at the port, and some were even in the village.

  Signal flares only appear on the battlefield, and when they do, it means they're surrounded and will be annihilated!

  Warships are their greatest reliance, as long as warships are there, they can stand invincible.

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  Almost at the moment when the officer gave the order, a part of the soldiers quickly took advantage of the trees to form a defensive position, while another part of the soldiers retreated to the warship in an orderly manner, showing their well-trained performance.

  Mekalle pushed away the woman who had rushed over and pulled out a handgun, firing at several women.

  "Bang! Bang! Bang!..." The sound of gunfire rang out, and several women fell down in a pool of blood.

  After killing the women, Mekalle took a rifle from a soldier beside him and stood facing north towards the village, his face revealing a strong bloodlust. His right index finger on the trigger trembled slightly, fully exposing his excitement.

  When Zhao Ziyang saw Mekarre, he narrowed his eyes. He suddenly found that he had underestimated Mekarre a bit. This was a seasoned general and a true military man. His troops had already demonstrated their quality. The looseness of the soldiers on the deck earlier was not a lack of discipline, but the normal movement of these well-trained soldiers.

  Any powerful fighting force will give people a very loose feeling, but when it comes to real combat, they will instantly become another person. In domestic terms, it means that they can be pulled out and will not fall apart at critical moments.

  It was indeed the case, the soldiers on deck immediately entered a state of combat readiness, sweeping away their earlier laxity.

  The reaction of these soldiers is all thanks to Mekalle, only a lion can lead such troops. It seems that Yehayya isn't just a boastful loudmouth after all, his marine corps are indeed quite good, at least in the surrounding areas they are a very powerful fighting force.

  "Boom! Boom! Boom!"

  At this moment, a violent explosion came from the bottom of the warship's cabin, three magnetic mines broke free from their ceramic shells and detonated simultaneously with the explosives, blasting a terrifying hole in the steel hull.

  As the hull was blown through, the river water rushed wildly into the warship, causing it to tilt instantly and slowly capsize towards the water surface.

  Mekalle's head turned sharply, a look of surprise flashing across his face, but it was instantly replaced by the same expression as before, only with an even thicker layer of malice.

  And seeing the expression on Mekar's face, Zhao Ziyang also showed surprise. He saw very clearly: there was no fear or panic on Mekar's face, only surprise!