The speed of the vehicles is very fast. I have to admit that although Congo is very poor and backward, the roads are pretty good. Although they are all cement roads, compared to many countries that cannot even afford to build roads, cement roads are already very good.
Already.
And because Congo is poor, there are no heavy trucks. Although they are ordinary cement roads, they are not damaged. The vehicles can drive very fast and very stably.
"I've been running for a week, and we're finally here. Damn it, I don't know why the head of state is so crazy. Let's attack Bukavu!"
In a jeep, a black man held a cigarette in his mouth. Looking at the surrounding environment, he couldn't help but feel a little irritated. He originally lived a good life in the south, but he ran to Bukavu in the east.
"Boss, don't worry, General, we still have half an hour to reach Bukavu. I think Bowerman should take the city. It's not like you don't know the combat effectiveness of the government troops. There are so many people seeing us, they
He will definitely run away without looking back. We just went through the motions and occupied an undefended city!"
A staff officer beside him said with a smile on his face, holding a map of the Congo in his hand, with a very relaxed expression. There was no need to worry about the Pioneer Battalion being able to capture Bukavu. In his opinion, capturing Bukavu
Martial arts is as simple as eating and drinking.
"Well, but this time those damn mercenaries actually increased their prices. Huh, this group of vampires will never be able to fill up the bill!" The general looked at the vehicle walking in front of him and was very dissatisfied.
The first is the price issue. The 23 militants had negotiated the price before inviting the angel mercenaries, but when they wanted to attack Bukavu, they went through it all. And what disappointed the general the most was that the soldiers trained by these damn mercenaries were not trained at all.
There hasn't been much progress, and the combat effectiveness still hasn't improved.
"General, there is nothing we can do if the head of state asks us to do so, but what if something unexpected happens, for example, if Bukavu's troops come back earlier? Let's send them out. If they all die, we won't have to spend money.
!" The staff officer whispered, a few million dollars can trample all laws and ethics in Africa.
"No, it's just a few million, just give it to them. I'm just not satisfied that the head of state asked us to pay ourselves. We have no money anymore!" After the general finished speaking, the convoy suddenly stopped: "What happened!"
"General, Te Carlo from the Pioneer Battalion is back. It seems something unexpected happened!" The soldier in the leading vehicle ran over and reported the situation in a low voice.
"Bring them here!" The general waved his hand impatiently, always feeling that something bad was about to happen.
"General, my subordinates are incompetent and failed to capture Bukavu!" After Tekalo saw the general, he immediately knelt on the ground in a panic, lowering his head as much as possible and not daring to raise it. He was too familiar with the general's temper.
Well, if he didn't complete the task, he could easily blow his head off with one shot.
After the general heard this, he immediately kicked the car door and walked out, pointing a gun at his head: "Didn't you capture Bukavu? You loser, in a city with only one or two hundred people garrisoned, you four or five hundred people actually did it
Can't take it off? What do you think I need you for? If you can't give me a satisfactory answer, I will blow your head off with it!" After saying that, the bullet was loaded.
"General, General, spare your life! Listen to me, there are still defenders in Bukavu city, and there are two foreigners in the defenders, they seem to be mercenaries. They are too powerful, we can't defeat them!" Tekalo finished.
After that, he lowered his head and spoke quickly.
The general raised his brows slightly, as if he had heard something funny: "Two people? We defeated you? Then you can go die!" After saying that, he shot this guy's head off with one shot.
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Just kidding, four to five hundred people were beaten away by two people. How useless his subordinate is. Even if he is his brother-in-law, he can't spare him.
The general took out a white handkerchief and gently wiped his weapon twice: "Throw his body by the roadside to feed the lions!" After saying that, he returned to the car again.
"General, what should we do now? Should we send someone to conduct reconnaissance before attacking?" After the staff officer saw Te Carlo being shot dead, he wiped the sweat from his forehead. There was no other way. The general was moody and was afraid that he would be killed too.
.
"Hmph, let's bring another person to take a look!" After the general finished speaking, the deputy battalion commander of the Pioneer Battalion was brought over.
"Tell me in detail what happened!" The general was still wiping the weapon in his hand and asked without raising his head.
"It's the general. We just encountered resistance on the outskirts of the city. There were hundreds of people, but we didn't count them clearly. Later, a group of people came out from our side and killed me. My men and I couldn't fight, so we retreated!"
The deputy battalion commander hesitantly told the cause and effect. His art of speaking was much better than that of Te Carlo.
Yu Yang and Lao Fu brought less than 200 people, but he said it was hundreds of people. He said the sneak attack by two people was a group of people. The number was magnified dozens of times. After the general heard it, his ears twitched, and he
He's not stupid, he knows this guy is lying, but sometimes lies are more popular than the truth. What the general wants to hear is not the truth, but a good reason!
Failure is not terrible, but failure to defeat is shameful. If he is defeated by two people, how will he hold his head up in front of others after the news spreads? But if his pioneer battalion is defeated by more people than himself, then
It's nothing. Victory and defeat are common matters for military strategists.
"Well, very good, how about giving you a chance to make meritorious service? Take your men and be the first to charge and capture Bukavu. If you can't capture Bukavu this time, you will be the same as your battalion commander!
"After finishing speaking, the general continued to clean his weapon.
"Thank you, General, thank you General!" After the deputy battalion commander heard this, his eyes lit up, he got up from the ground and ran towards the distance.
The general blew his weapon and pointed the muzzle of the gun at the back of the deputy battalion commander's head. After thinking about it, he retracted the muzzle and said, "Go ahead. I want to see who is stopping me from taking down the cloth."
Kavu!”
After the staff officer saw that his general did not kill the deputy battalion commander, he breathed a long sigh of relief. It seemed that his general was in a good mood today. The staff officer clearly remembered that his predecessor had failed in a battle with the government army.
After saying a few words, he was hit in the head. Fortunately, he was smart and didn't say anything. His actions just now meant that his general still wanted to kill someone!
