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782, Donkey War Ten

Mahdi looked through the binoculars for a long time and found no living person. They were all dead, and the death condition was very horrific. There was not a single complete body. There were only pieces of minced meat on the ground, like snot, in puddles.

This mountain road turned into a bloody alley.

The Mahdi only had a thousand people, and this was all his property. Three hundred people were killed in this explosion, which made him feel so distressed that he bit off his cigar in one bite.

He stumbled and almost fell off the jeep.

He quickly forced himself to calm down.

He was able to fight off countless small armed leaders from a hawker selling foreign garbage. He has developed into one of the few warlords in Lower Juba State today. He is highly regarded by Major General Moody and he also has two brushes.

"Gather the troops and reorganize the attack." Mahdi thought for a while and said.

"What!" The subordinates were dumbfounded. They still fought, and continued to attack under such a terrifying explosion. Is the boss crazy? Isn't it time to retreat?

"Dynamite can explode several times," Mahdi shouted.

"Once" the subordinates muttered.

"Then what are you waiting for? They have no explosives anymore. Rush up, kill all their men, and steal all the women, cattle, sheep, and livestock. You trash, why don't you hurry up?"

Yes, the entire mountain road exploded from top to bottom, which means there is no explosives. What are you afraid of at this time?

There were more than 200 remnants of that tribe left. Everyone saw it. Just now, when they ran up the mountain, a dozen of them were killed. Their bodies were still lying on the mountain road.

As long as they rush up, there will be a one-sided massacre immediately. The people of these tribes have become frightened.

The leaders suddenly understood and admired the major's wisdom in their hearts.

They immediately urged their soldiers to rush forward again. They understood that the danger had been resolved.

At this time, they were all staring with hatred in their eyes, breathing heavily, and were ready to rush forward and start a killing spree.

Old Kuba's eyes widened in surprise. He asked: "Ali, they just killed so many people in the bombing, how dare they rush up again. Isn't it more reasonable to run away?"

Ali smiled and said: "I have recently been reading a military book called "The Art of War". The so-called virtual reality refers to this situation. Mahdi believed that our explosives had detonated and there was no threat, so he ordered his men again

He rushed up. This was a relatively capable opponent. Most people would have been scared and ran away."

"So, in order to deal with him and take advantage of his calmness and cunning, you placed three sets of directional mines."

Old Kuba looked at Ali and said. He felt a shudder in his heart. This was because Mahdi had calculated it to the core.

"In the art of war, you generally don't use the same method twice. So I expected that he would rush up after the explosion, so I deployed three sets of mines."

The mountain is still quiet, without any movement. The dense plants and baobab trees cover the opponent's gunmen. Nothing can be seen. There are many shrubs and rugged rocks on the mountain, and people are hiding behind them. It is very bad.

Hit them.

This time, the big and small bosses gathered 500 people and rushed forward densely.

These people were shouting and hoping to rush forward and massacre these villagers.

Mahdi was very satisfied with his wisdom. In this situation, if it were those other idiots in Lower Juba State, they would just run away in shit.

If you suffer such a big loss and don't come back with revenge, your prestige will be greatly damaged.

Other warlords will think that they are weak and can be bullied, and they will attack their own territory. In this case, more than a dozen towns and a small fishing port will no longer be theirs.

Therefore, we must rush forward and kill them all. Only in this way can we frighten all the resisters and other warlords.

Seeing that the vanguard had already rushed forward, Mahdi put down his telescope with satisfaction. The wave was stable.

At this time, Ali also used binoculars to look at the only convertible jeep in the middle of the pickup truck, and the fat man in the car wearing a colonel's military uniform, with a mocking smile on his lips.

"Detonate and explode again," Ali waved.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

This time the explosion was more powerful than the last time. The entire front half of the hill was once again shrouded in smoke. The ground shook violently.

All the soldiers standing at the foot of the mountain felt it.

The remaining 30 or so pickup trucks and 200 soldiers all trembled for a moment, their faces turning pale with fright.

Mahdi was dumbfounded. What was going on? Shouldn't they rush in for a gunfight? How could they be detonated by explosives again? How many explosives had they buried on the mountain?

"You idiots, what are you still doing? Open fire on the mountain." Mahdi said angrily. He was finished and lost 800 people. His strength was no longer enough to deal with other warlords.

At this moment, there were only about thirty pickup trucks left at the foot of the mountain, each with six or seven people on board. All the infantry had been lost. You could tell without looking that the explosion was more powerful this time. The rocks collapsed in many places.

Those who rushed forward were beaten to death even if they were not killed.

At one time, more than thirty heavy machine guns fired towards the top of the mountain. Several people carried APG-7 rocket launchers and fired towards the top of the mountain.

Ali and others hid in the trench when the explosion occurred, squatting on the ground, covering their ears with their hands, and opening their mouths to prevent their eardrums from being blown.

If this kind of explosion occurs at a close distance, you must not lie down on the ground. Otherwise, the internal organs will be shattered. You can only squat on the ground with your toes on the ground and use tendons and cartilage tissue to cushion it.

Chirp! Chirp!

APG rockets flew towards the top of the mountain with long tail flames.

APG has armor-piercing projectiles and grenades. Armor-breaking projectiles are used for anti-armor, while grenades are used against infantry. It can be said to be a portable artillery for infantry.

As a super-caliber individual launcher, the biggest advantage of the RPG-7 is that it can use a variety of warheads for different purposes.

From the earliest armor-piercing bombs, to tandem armor-piercing bombs that can pose a certain threat to reactive armor, fragmentation bombs that specifically kill infantry, napalm bombs, and even cloud burst bombs, you can find models suitable for RPG-7.

It's a pity that Mahdi is very poor here. He only has explosive bombs and armor-piercing bombs. He can't get such big weapons as Zhiyun Yun explosive bombs.

This is why this old-fashioned weapon still has a place on the battlefield today.

Mahdi's army only has a dozen APG-7 rocket launchers and 300 rockets.

Therefore, they generally do not use them lightly. One-third of these three hundred rockets are armor-piercing bombs, and the remaining two hundred are explosive bombs that can kill infantry.

The hill is more than 100 meters high, and the slant range of shooting from the bottom of the mountain is more than 500 meters. There is also a strong cross wind. Rockets are easy to float. It is impossible to hit where you point them. They can only land there.

Count there.

Suddenly, many rockets exploded on the top of the mountain. Smoke rose from the top of the mountain, and some bushes even caught fire.

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