The two sides were shooting at each other in the dark African wilderness. Although the four white fighting groups here were well-equipped, sophisticated in tactics, and accurate in their marksmanship, they were weak after all, and the black troops chasing them could only be described as a mob.
, but they had an absolute advantage in terms of the number of soldiers. Nearly forty people got out of a truck and a pickup truck, not to mention a 12.7MM heavy machine gun as fire suppression.
Two fists are no match for four, and a hero cannot stand against a crowd.
The white group's car was turned into scrap metal. It was impossible for a person to run away from the opposite car on two legs, so he had to stay put.
However, these people are well-equipped and must have communication equipment. If they can hold on, they can get out of trouble until reinforcements arrive.
The gunshots from the white group began to sporadic. They fired two or even single shots. This was obviously the courage of veterans and a kind of confidence in their own marksmanship.
The black troops over there are in stark contrast. Hei Ge's marksmanship is not very good, and his gun is not very good either. Qing Yishui's AK47 and the old model R4 automatic rifle produced in South Africa, but the bullets are quite sufficient, and sometimes they are not used at all.
Without aiming, he raised his hands from behind the hiding place and swept randomly in the general direction with his hands on each other.
This method of shooting relies on the intensity of firepower, which is not much different from a blind cat hitting a dead mouse.
Seeing the sporadic gunshots from the opposite side, the two black soldiers suddenly became more courageous. They hunkered down from behind the truck and moved forward slowly. As a result, after just taking a few steps, a burst of fire from the opposite side rang out loudly.
The two black men suddenly burst into blood mist from their chests and fell to the ground.
"Get down! Get down!"
The black commander waved his hands to hide his men: "You pigs!"
He cursed his men loudly, and at the same time issued an order to let the 12.7MM heavy machine gun fire violently to suppress the white group. He sent two groups of people to take advantage of the night and slowly circle around on both sides along the depression along the river.
This is an outflanking tactic.
The black men's military literacy is very low, and they will definitely not be able to attack head-on. They also don't have the courage. If one person is shot, the others will become a mess of flies.
It is best to adopt an outflanking tactic, because if the opponent is defending in one direction with four people at the same time, the pressure will be much lighter. Everyone can take turns changing ammunition or even use burst fire to suppress the frontal impact.
Once the outflank is successful, a pincer attack will be formed. Each of the four-person team must be separated to resist one side. In this way, without the cover of colleagues, continuous firepower must be used to block the opponent's attack. For a small team, in
It's enough to suffer a loss in terms of ammunition.
What's more, the white team just used Hellfire once.
Hellfire is a miraculous thing for small groups to encounter large-scale troops, suppress firepower in an instant and then escape quickly, but this tactic is not without benefits.
Its biggest disadvantage is that it consumes ammunition very quickly.
If an individual soldier carries 8 magazines each, then one Hellfire attack is enough to consume 2-3 magazines, so the essence of Hellfire lies in one word - escape.
Using Hellfire means that you have given up the direct confrontation and intend to escape. However, the dilemma of the white team now is that they used Hellfire but did not escape, but only gained a certain amount of safety time.
The riverbed is lower than the ground, so a sneaky outflank from there will not attract the attention of the four-man team. Moreover, it is night, and even with night vision equipment, it is impossible to completely monitor the 360-degree panorama.
After ordering his men to divide and outflank, the commander ordered the two vehicles to turn on their headlights and shine the light on the ditch where the four-man team was, and ordered the machine gunner to fire violently, causing the dirt in front of the four-man team to splash.
I couldn't even lift my head.
The commander saw the opportunity and waved his hand. Two Heige soldiers from a group of ten men entered the river bed from the left and right sides like leopards, waded through the water, and quietly started to outflank the two wings.
Then the lights of the car were clearly visible to Qin Fei and others who were hiding a hundred meters away on the right side of the group of four.
Qin Fei asked Songchai: "What kind of army are these black people?"
Somchai stared at the black soldiers who disappeared and appeared in the light, cold sweat broke out on his forehead: "It's the Revolutionary Alliance Front of Kesang, the so-called rebel soldiers... It's over, it's over, once these people come, everything will be over."
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"You look scared." Qin Fei said.
Somchai's pupils were full of fear, and he whispered: "Maybe you haven't experienced the civil war in Sierra Leone. Do you know who the rebels are? There are mercenaries from surrounding countries, such as Nigeria, Ghana and other countries.
Former army soldiers, as well as locals from Sierra Leone..."
At this point, he licked his lips and said, "Have you ever heard of child soldiers?"
"Baby soldiers?"
"Kesang is most famous and most vicious for his child soldiers." Somchai said: "In the territory occupied by the rebels, whenever they occupy a place, they will recruit teenage children as soldiers, and then give them drugs or
Chat grass, let them have hallucinations after inhaling it, and then give them guns and knife them to brainwash them. If these child soldiers want to join, they must first go through an enlistment ceremony..."
When he said this, his voice trembled.
"The ritual is that the child soldier must kill one or even several of his closest relatives. Dad, mother, sister, brother or brother. Kesang believes that this is enough to show his personal loyalty, and only those who kill his own relatives can
Only people can be fearless on the battlefield."
"This is not fearless, this is insensitive." Qin Fei suddenly felt a strong sense of disgust in his heart. Although he did not belong to either camp of the warring parties, normal people would react to Kesang's inhumane behavior.
Hate.
"Oh no, no, no," Bruce said, "Those white pigs are going to be doomed. They didn't realize they were about to be surrounded."
Qin Fei looked to the right and saw a few blurry figures passing by the bed and quickly disappeared into the grass.
What is different from the area where the two parties are fighting is that near the riverbed on the right side is a patch of wild grass that is taller than a person. Through this wide patch of grass, you can go around to the right rear side of the white group.
If an attack were launched unexpectedly, there would definitely be casualties by the time the white team reacted.
Once a four-person team suffers one casualty, the firepower loss ratio is astonishing, each person is 25%, so the combat effectiveness is almost geometrically reduced.
Qin Fei screwed on the silencer of the P228 and jumped into the sea from the ship. The gun has followed Qin Fei from Asia to Africa.
I have to say that this is a good gun. It is light, short and equally powerful. No wonder many soldiers in the SEAL team like to choose it as a self-defense weapon, especially after it hits the silencer. It is simply a must-have for killing people and stealing goods when traveling at home.
thing.
"You hide better, I'll kill that group." Qin Fei said.
Songchai's eyes were about to fall out and he asked: "Are you crazy!? You are alone, there are at least ten of them! What's more, they beat them, and we won't go into the muddy water! When they beat them to the point, we will find a chance to escape.