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&nbsbsThe people in AC are difficult to deal with. We don’t know yet whether there is powered armor inside. Mandalu, who was hunching his back, squinted his dry eyelids and looked at the positions where mortar shells fell from time to time outside the observation port, and the wrinkles on his face were squeezed together.
Although he expected from the beginning that these NAC people might be difficult to deal with, he still didn't expect that they would be so difficult to deal with.
Originally, according to their tactics, slaves were sent up to feint attack in the first round, to test the firepower situation in the settlement and at the same time provide cover for the troops attacking in the second round. However, the firepower of those Asians exceeded their expectations. In less than two minutes, the temporary artillery position they deliberately advanced to the front line was bombarded by counterattacks. The feint attack troops who tried to withdraw from the front line were strafed again. The heavy machine gun was firmly suppressed in place.
Until now, there are still four or five soldiers suppressed by the Asian machine guns under the ruins of the wooden house. Their subsequent attack plan has also been completely disrupted.
"There should be no power armor." Although he looked like a simple-minded person with well-developed limbs, the burly black man was surprisingly not stupid. He did not make a plan rashly, but calmly analyzed, "If there is power armor, , they can take the initiative to attack instead of staying inside and wasting artillery shells."
When he thought of the food in the development zone, Balem's eyes couldn't help but glow green, and his breathing became much heavier. Although the Mursi tribe has no enmity with these Asians, in this dry and yellow prairie, it is a sin in itself for the weak to have food.
Yes, even if the feint failed, he still did not change this understanding.
In the African savannah, the strong will never cower in the wall when facing threats. They didn't dare to come out to fight, so it only meant that they were huddled behind the bunker and were just strong on the outside but weak on the inside.
What's more, the trump card of their Morsi tribe has not yet been played.
Even though the firepower of those heavy machine guns and mortars was very strong, it was still too naive to think that relying on firepower alone could defeat their cards.
Sensing the change in the expression on Balem's face, the Mandalu standing next to him with his back bent, had a sinister smile undetectable at the corner of his chapped mouth.
Like large tribes like Morsi, the Water Lizard tribe he represents also has no major enmity with those Asians, but there are still minor disputes.
The chief of the Water Lizard Tribe is a well-known entrepreneur in Mombasa, operating industries such as sand, cement and engineering development. Originally they thought that the arrival of these Asians would make them a lot of money, but after several negotiations, the Asians completely got rid of them. Not only did the cement be transported from their own sites, but also the engineering teams and construction equipment were all shipped from their own sites. Pulled over.
As a result, the Water Lizard Tribe, which was hoarding cement and preparing to ask for the price, suffered heavy losses and stared blankly at the bags of cement that filled the site.
Therefore, they unite with large tribes like Morsi to attack Asian settlements in the development zone. The food in the settlements is not the main reason. The real reason is to teach these unruly Asians some lessons.
Of course, because they provided a truckload of weapons to the Mursi tribe, they were eligible to receive a cut of the hunt. If we can get some food from these Asians, it can be considered as compensation for the losses they suffered while hoarding cement.
Just then, a black soldier ran in in a panic.
&nbsbsbsAC’s people set off from the port area! "
"Port area? Why did the people from the port area come here?" Two mung bean-like eyes narrowed to a point. Balem stared at the sentry who was delivering the order and continued to ask, "Have you seen how many people there are? ?”
"Five armored off-road vehicles..." After swallowing, the black soldier said tremblingly, "There seem to be two helicopters."
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[After the signal flare was launched, the private armed forces of the Future People Group in the settlement took the initiative to attack, and jointly launched an offensive with the NAC Marine Corps coming from the direction of the port against unknown armed elements outside the development zone. A total of thirty-one people were wounded during the operation, and seven were killed. More than 200 militants were killed, 370 were captured, and the rest fled with hostages. In addition, thirty-seven slaves were killed in the operation... ]
When the battle report was sent to Jiang Chen, he was not too surprised by the final result.
The Marines stationed at the port are all the elites of the NAC. If they can't deal with a bunch of natives, they will be ashamed of the medals they wear. The only thing that concerned Jiang Chen was the description of certain details in the battle report.
According to this battle report, the Mursi tribe used a special biological technology on the battlefield. By injecting a certain kind of medicine, the already burly soldiers became even burlier and more bloodthirsty and violent.
These people usually hold a power hammer, or an axe, a chainsaw, or the like, and have thick C-shaped steel plates hanging on their bodies. Their tactics are like those of the mutants in Wanghai City. After approaching, they engage in close combat with the enemy.
The most astonishing thing is that when they fell into a violent state catalyzed by this drug, not only did these soldiers have greatly enhanced recovery capabilities, they healed from non-fatal injuries at a speed visible to the naked eye, and their muscle density and bone strength also increased, making their flesh more vulnerable to bullets. The resistance is no less than that of mutants.
"What do you think this is?" Jiang Chen asked casually out of curiosity.
"I don't know, but I guess it's something like stimulating life potential, but users of this kind of medicine don't live long. Are you interested? There are probably many pharmacies in the sixth block." Sitting on the sofa next to Jiang Chen, while eating snacks taken from the coffee table, Lin Ling said while shaking her calves.
A potion that overdraws life potential
Putting this matter aside for the time being, Jiang Chen placed the battle report on the coffee table and looked at Xiaorou sitting opposite.
Xiaorou was in a very low mood at this moment, and it was obvious that she was still worried about the hostages being finally taken away.
But Jiang Chen didn't blame her. Instead, he looked at her and smiled comfortingly.
After all, for him now, the problems that future human development will encounter in post-apocalyptic Africa are not problems at all. He had said from the beginning that he would leave the Future People Group's business in the apocalypse to her, just to let her practice her skills.
"What are you going to do with those hostages?" Jiang Chen asked with a smile.
"I don't know, the people of the Mursi tribe have offered a very high ransom. They want us to exchange a box of military supplies for one person." Sun Xiaorou shook her head and said with a slightly angry expression, "We are in the process of asking the chief through the Negotiated with them, but still no good results... "
No wonder she was angry.
After all, Future Development has been managing the relationship with the Great Chief. However, something like this happened in his territory. The chief did not help arrest the bandits, but instead acted as a middleman to negotiate between the two parties.
Is this something humans do
It is not unreasonable to be backward. Sun Xiaorou cannot understand the thinking logic of these African tribes, but Jiang Chen can understand it a little bit. The Gangya tribe needs to unite other small tribes in Mombasa in order to consolidate its position as the chief among the non-Emirates.
Therefore, no matter what, the chief will not help outsiders suppress his own people.
law? Morality
Whether those things exist or not is another matter.
Of course, understanding is understanding and tolerance is impossible.
"Want to hear my opinion?" Looking at the distressed Xiaorou, Jiang Chen said with a smile.
Xiaorou's eyes lit up and she raised her head to look at Jiang Chen, a smile blooming on her face again.
"Do you have any idea?"
"Well, give them the ransom first, and then give the chief twenty boxes of military supplies, and ask him to ensure the safety of the hostages." Jiang Chen said with a smile.
"That's more than twenty boxes of military supplies. Do we really have to pay them such a large ransom?" Xiaorou opened her mouth slightly and looked at Jiang Chen in surprise, "There are also twenty boxes of military supplies, which is too much. Come on..."
That was not a suitcase, but a small container specially used to transport arms.
"Perhaps I didn't make it clear enough. The benefits of those ten boxes of military supplies are not just the remuneration of being a middleman," Jiang Chen smiled. There was no change in his expression, but there was a bit of chill in his words, "There is also That life money from the Mursi tribe."
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