Various screams kept coming from the room, and the leader named Gaza was now calling for support. The only few guards were now pointing their guns at the door, trembling, and only if someone rushed in.
Can shoot.
John squatted in front of the door, holding a demolition bomb for breaking the door in his hand, and then pointed to the glass next to him. Subayev and Peter nodded, indicating that they understood.
Peter and Subayev approached the window, touched it lightly, found that the window could be pushed open, and gave John a thumbs up.
After John saw it, he placed the blasting bomb on the door, then slowly stepped back a few steps. Peter and others also pushed open the window and climbed in.
"boom!"
There was a huge explosion, and a bomb specially designed for door breaking blew open the door of the small White House. The black people hiding behind cabinets or other bunkers in the house did not hesitate to shoot at the door after seeing the door being blown open.
, if there is anyone standing at the door now, the dense bullets will turn him into minced meat.
Until all the bullets were empty, there was still no one looking around, and there was no movement. The guards were nervously changing bullets while observing the situation at the gate. Gaza upstairs made countless calls, but his
It was as if all his men were dead, there was no movement.
In a barracks less than two kilometers away from the White House, this is where the last part of Gibion's garrison is stationed. Gibien's entire garrison now only has a few hundred people, some of whom are on duty in the arsenal, and some of whom are on duty in the arsenal.
it's here.
At about the same time as John's attack on the White House, Xiong Er led his men to the entrance of this military camp. It was similar to an arsenal. It was also modified by a factory, except that the factory buildings inside were turned into places for black people to sleep.
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Given the living conditions in Africa, they would definitely not be given beds or anything like that. Each person would have a place to sleep. After laying some things, they would have a place to sleep. It was not even as good as some homeless people in the city. At least the homeless people had a bed.
But the military camp here has food in charge. Although the Namibian rebels are for racial independence, more people have joined because of the food. Some black people have joined the rebels because they can have enough to eat.
Compared with the strict defense of the arsenal, the defense in the military camp was much laxer. There were only two black men holding weapons and wandering around the door without any precautions. After all, no one had the courage to rush into the military camp.
"Let the artillery prepare, we will blow this place to the ground later!"
After Xiong Da observed it for a while, he issued an order, which was also the order Yu Zhiqian had given him before. Obviously Yu Zhiqian was not optimistic about the attack of more than 100 people on the military camp of 500 or 600 people, and shelling was the best way.
After the fight, the black soldiers who escaped were waiting at the door. It was a one-sided massacre.
During Yu Zhiqian's previous training, thirty artillerymen were specially trained. These people can operate ten mortars. It is not guaranteed that they can target where to hit like Zhao Tiezhu, but at least they can hit the shells into a general range.
The artillery training was the time when Falcao felt most distressed. The bullets fired by the infantry were not expensive, and Falcao could still accept them. However, every shell fired by the artillery cost US dollars. On the battlefield,
It can still have some effect, but on the training ground, it has no effect at all.
"Prepare!"
"put!"
As Xiong Er's order was issued, ten mortars were fired at a position about five hundred meters away from the military camp. Ten shells flew out of the barrel, making a dull sound. When they reached high altitude, they began to descend.
At that moment, the cannonball made a sharp sound, cut through the air, and fell rapidly toward the ground.
In the military camp of the anti-government armed forces, some black people gathered in front of a medium-sized tape player, constantly dancing to the beat of the music. Some black people were fighting hand-to-hand not far away, and a few were playing cards, chatting, and playing football.
, a peaceful place.
After the sound of breaking the air was heard in their heads, the group of black people were still looking at each other, not knowing what had happened, until a black man stood up and shouted: "Cannonballs, it's cannonballs!"
But it was too late. Ten shells fell among the group of black people, especially the black people who were dancing together. One shell fell directly in the middle of them. In an instant, more than ten black people were killed, and more
Many were injured.
Six or seven of the ten shells landed in crowded places, and several others landed on roofs or other places. The first round of shelling caused at least hundreds of casualties.
When the artillery fire started here, gunfire also came from the arsenal not far away. They were almost all moving at the same time. Xiong Er did not send observers to observe the impact of the artillery shells. After the first round of artillery shells was fired,
After that, he ordered again: "Let go!"
Another ten rounds of artillery shells were fired into the military camp of the anti-government militants. Xiong Er followed Yu Zhiqian's order and fired ten rounds. A total of one hundred rounds of artillery shells, which was close to one-fifth of the artillery shells carried by Yu Zhiqian and others.
Ten rounds of artillery shells fell in the camp, turning the camp into ruins. There were injured black soldiers lying on the ground wailing everywhere. Some lucky soldiers were not injured, kneeling on the ground with lifeless eyes.
They still don't know what happened.
Who was calling? Government troops? Or someone else attacked them. This group of black people was very confused, and no officer told me what they should do at this time.
Some of the slightly injured black militants and the uninjured people slowly got up and ran towards the gate on their own, while some were rescuing the wounded. The entire camp was in chaos, with painful wails everywhere.
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"People in the second row, rush forward, block the door, and kill all enemies who want to come out!"
Xiong Er heard the wailing from the camp five hundred meters away. He couldn't help but admire Yu Zhiqian's decision. It was so amazing. He had never thought that the war could be fought like this and won so easily.
The people in the second row rushed forward quickly. Some black people who had just escaped from the military camp at the gate did not even take their weapons. They saw the enemy in the distance heading towards them and immediately ran back in fear.
, or run away somewhere else.
The government troops who saw someone at the door showed no mercy. A machine gunner immediately found a bunker, set up his machine gun, and fired at the gate of the military camp.
ps: During the spring outing and picnic, the update is a bit late, sorry.
