"Head, take it down! The camp of the third division was taken by us!"
When Yu Zhiqian was smoking a cigarette and discussing countermeasures with the instructor, Mao Sanbai rushed in excitedly.
"So fast?"
Yu Zhigan was stunned for a moment. He didn't expect his subordinates to be able to fight so much, and the third division camp would be taken down like this? According to Yu Zhiqian's expectation, if he wanted to win the third division's camp, the chance was slim, even if he wanted to win it, it would take a few hours.
An hour ago, Wang Rui led a charge towards the US military position. Wang Rui led some people from the country to the forefront. These people were almost the main force. Beating the Americans one by one was like a chicken blood.
As for the whites and blacks, the rushing was not very fast at the beginning, but when Wang Rui and others rushed to the US military positions without any casualties, the group found that there was no danger, and they accelerated their pace.
As for the survivors of the second and third regiments, after the bombing was over, most of them were already timid. In addition, after Wang Rui and others rushed up, they instantly lost their fighting spirit and fled to the command headquarters. .
Just chasing and running. At first, Wang Rui was worried that it was an American trap. He dared not chase too far forward. But after chasing for more than ten minutes and killing one American soldier after another, he found that it was fundamentally impossible. It's not a trap, but after the US military has completely collapsed, it can't help but speed up.
In the headquarters of the US 3rd Division, there are more than 3,000 US troops here, and the number of US troops who retreated should be around 5,000. It can be regarded as a large army. With a little sorting, it can sweep over half of Namibia. .
But this group of American generals Bob has been killed. In the second round of bombing, this hapless guy was hit by a shell that fell around to see God, and they were from the US Army. Some officers.
Now the only army battalion in the Third Division is preparing to stand by in situ, while some of the mercenaries that have been incorporated are preparing to retreat, and some are waiting and watching.
As for some of the survivors of the first regiment, they have returned to normal a bit. They told this group of U.S. troops what they experienced. When the U.S. military in the barracks knew that the enemy’s artillery fire would cover them indiscriminately, everyone had scalp numb. There is this kind of operation!
The news of the enemy’s indiscriminate bombing was passed on to the American soldiers. This rumor was not stopped in time, and the spread became more and more evil, and even the rumor became that the enemy would let a group of blacks rush into their barracks regardless of casualties in order to effectively kill the American military. Among them, they carry a positioning device, and then the gunfire will cover their barracks.
If this were the case, the U.S. military barracks would not collapse so quickly. As long as someone stood up to repair the barracks and the defense line, the troops of several thousand people could still be stabilized, but when the fastest guy in the second regiment rushed in with a look of horror. The camp yelled: "Here, they are here!"
"The enemy is chasing!"
"They, he is terrible, he is not afraid of death at all!"
"..."
When all kinds of voices sounded outside the camp, the panic that was brewing finally broke out. A large number of mercenaries took their own weapons and fled, yes, they fled. They were worried that if the enemy rushed over, they would follow What came was a deadly shell.
No one stopped. The officer who was killed by a bomb was the core of this force. The remaining soldiers ran around like headless flies. They didn't know what they were going to do, and could only follow the large forces.
More and more soldiers began to flee. The only one still in the first battalion was sweating on the forehead of the first battalion commander. He didn’t even know who to report to, and as the gunfire got closer, the barracks The American soldiers in China began to panic more and more.
When the rout of the second regiment rushed into the headquarters in an disorderly manner, and continued to run for their lives desperately, or some people had just entered the barracks and were hit by bullets from behind, and finally the first battalion The battalion commander also ordered to retreat and abandon the headquarters.
Standing in the US military command, Wang Rui looked at the US military command with some confusion: "Should we defeat a US military division?"
"Head, it seems so!"
The soldiers next to them were carrying blood and nodded in confusion. There were corpses of American soldiers everywhere, as well as equipment and weapons that the Americans had lost.
"Take pictures first, and capture as many prisoners as possible, hurry!"
Wang Rui quickly reacted from this great happiness, rubbing his hands in excitement, and defeating a division of the US Army. He was just a regiment of troops. What a great honor this is. It seems that after entering the modern era, No one has done it.
"Clean the battlefield, notify the head, and say that we have successfully completed the mission, and the US Third Division has already retreated. Liu Tiezhu, took people to the front to guard to prevent the Americans from counterattacking!"
"Yes!"
In the barracks, Wang Rui looked at the corpses in front of him. He found a problem. It seemed that the American soldiers he killed were all officers, there were no soldiers, and most of them were lieutenants and colonels.
"Team commander, caught a few prisoners, like reporters!"
At this time, a few white soldiers, pressing a few whites and blacks with cameras, immediately shouted after they saw Wang Rui: "Don't kill us, we are reporters, don't kill us!"
"OK, everyone, don't be nervous, we are not a murderer, we will protect the safety of all reporters, but I hope you don't discredit us!"
"OK, we have professional ethics!"
"I hope so, big dog, big dog!"
"Head, the big dog is injured!"
"Grass, that bastard can get hurt, what about Lao Zhu!"
"Here!"
"Accompanied by our reporter friend, take a good photo, and you guys will follow!" After saying that, he blinked his eyes vigorously, indicating that he was staring!
"OK, leave it to us, the head!"
In the headquarters, Yu Zhiqian stood up excitedly and killed a division of Lao Mei. Although he didn't wipe out the whole division, he still made a profit!
Thinking of this, Yu Zhigan stroked his chin, thinking about how to make this exciting news known to the whole world. Yu Zhigan is not afraid to make the world bigger. The bigger the trouble, as long as he can win, the better the old beauty will be. Shame, Lao Mei will have to weigh it if she wants to move herself in the future!
In addition, those who want to be the accomplices of the old Americans in the future also have to weigh them! I don't have enough weight, otherwise, I don't know how to die.
"How much cash do we have?"
"There are still about 30 million U.S. dollars in cash in the vault!"
"not enough!"
After Yu Zhiqian finished speaking, he took out his mobile phone and dialed his ICBC VIP phone. There were people waiting for the other 24 hours. Of course, it is night in Africa and daytime in China.
"Hello Mr. Yu, I am your personal consultant Zhong Lixia! How can I help you!"
"Hello, I need a hundred million US dollars in cash now. How long will I be able to raise in Namibia with your ICBC!" ァ新ヤ~⑧~1~中文网ωωω.χ~⒏~1zщ.còм
"A hundred million dollars in cash? Mr. Yu, have you encountered anything? Our ICBC can..." Zhong Lixia was taken aback. Yu Zhigan only opened one hundred million dollars in cash, a bit like that in the Hong Kong film of the last century. The news of the kidnapping of a rich man is the same.
"I just killed a unit of a division in the United States. I need some cash to reward my troops! How long will it take you to raise it? By the way, Namibia is now at war. You can put the money in Cape Town!"
"It takes about a day!"
"OK, one day, enough time, then tell me the location, I will send someone to withdraw the money!" Yu Zhiqian hung up the phone after finishing talking here.
"Instructor!"
"in!"
"Thirty million U.S. dollars are ready. After Wang Rui and the others come back, I will distribute it to them personally!"
Yu Zhiqian can send money to these soldiers by sending money, but sending money and giving cash are completely two visual experiences. Yu Zhiqian puts 30 million US dollars here, as long as he sees the soldiers will be beaten!
"it is good!"
Compared to Yu Zhiqian’s excitement, David Rodriguez is in a rage in the American African Strategic Command. David Rodriguez is a four-star general in the US Army and the current commander of the African Command.
"Sir, the third division has now completely lost contact. We have received scattered information that the third division may have been defeated by the enemy and is now on the run. Our support troops have sent out the leading troops and sent support troops. There should be news soon. Up!
The 3rd Division sent out a request for help before, and there was no news later. David Rodriguez’s intelligence was only the first regiment suffered heavy casualties, but this news was enough for him to roar, one regiment’s casualties, how long did the US army have not Has it ever appeared
"report!"
"Say!"
"The Second Mountain Division reported that they have found the position of the Third Division!"
"where is it!"
"Near Karadi!"
"How about the third division?"
"General, General Bob, the commander of the 3rd Division, died, and the 3rd Division is retreating!"
"what!"
Now it's not just David Rodriguez, now everyone in the entire command is standing up: "You say it again!"
"The third division is retreating. They have encountered a frenzied attack by the enemy. The third division has not withstood it. They are now retreating. The second division reported that the third division has suffered heavy losses. They are now in urgent need of various supplies, and the second division is escorting the third division. Retreat to the rear!"
"..."
"Damn it!"
When the news came back to the Pentagon, a group of generals began to study how to deal with the crisis. A division was defeated, thousands of people were lost, all equipment was lost, a general died in battle, etc., any news could be generated in the United States. A huge sensation, with so many elements coming together, they can foresee tomorrow's scene.
"Everyone, now talk about what we should do. We need someone to be responsible for such a large casualty!"
"What did David say, he is the highest commander in Africa!"
"David now blames our navy and air force for not cooperating in place. The enemy's aerial bombardment made the third division lose its combat effectiveness. Now he is requesting air support. When will the air force's support arrive?"
"The Sixth Aviation Regiment has departed and is expected to arrive in Namibia tomorrow morning. However, the largest airport in Namibia can only accommodate one aviation group, and it will take three days for our supporting ground forces and equipment to arrive. At the same time, we have to ensure the airport. It’s very difficult. Namibia doesn’t have any air defense equipment, and the radars are very old!"
"What about the army?"
"You ask David, I don’t think they can do anything about it, but we are now ready to airlift some air defense equipment to Namibia, and then let the aviation regiment settle in, but there will be a few hours of vacuum in the middle, this time if Yu Zhigan attacks the airport , We can only get beaten!"
"Don't worry about it. Our navy aircraft carrier will arrive near Whale Harbor at noon tomorrow, and the latest report given to us by the Meteorological Department. , Can destroy the airport at Whale Harbor!"
"That's good!"
"In fact, if we can, we can use intercontinental missiles to blow up this damn guy to death!" It was a man with blond hair.
However, this group of people directly ignored this guy's words and used intercontinental missiles. Didn't this guy know that there is something called a nuclear chain? Your intercontinental missile silos are preheated, and missile silos of other countries will also be preheated in the same way, this guy!
"Impossible, in this case, the chain reaction is really too big, we can't bear this responsibility, and may even cause a world war!"
"Well, I reserve the right to speak!"
After speaking, he immediately closed his mouth, this guy is still a little self-aware.
"OK, then I hope the navy can cooperate with the actions of our air force tomorrow. As long as we obtain air supremacy, we will win the victory!"
At this time, the Chief of Staff looked at you: "Everyone, I think there is something wrong with the direction of the discussion. Now we are facing various pressures of public opinion. We have thousands of casualties. Although these people are not officially The army, but it is also our national, and do you think we say that it is not our soldier that the nationals will believe
After speaking in a deep voice, "I need a solution to tomorrow’s crisis, not a solution to defeat the enemy. The enemy is just a security company with only tens of thousands of people. We can easily defeat them, generals, ours. The enemy is not a country, so don’t be so serious!"
"Chief of Staff, I think we can suppress this news!"
"I agree. We will immediately contact the major newspapers to prevent them from publishing these content. I think it should be fine!" The blond said again.
"Sir, I think your idea is very good, but there are so many newspapers in the world, and now that technology is so advanced, Twitter, YouTube, etc. can quickly spread news, do you think we can suppress it?"
"We can block!"
"..."
A group of people didn't want to talk to this brainless guy. Obviously, this guy didn't think things through his brain at all, and many people even began to worry about the future.
"I think we can deny it. After all, these people are just mercenaries. We can admit some of our casualties. What do you think?"
"..."
A group of people once again looked at this man with mentally retarded eyes: "Now the bodies of thousands of us are in the hands of the enemy, do you think the enemy will let this opportunity pass?"
"..."
"Would we simply admit that our troops were defeated, but we can pass on some of the reasons for the failure, for example, the Namibian military did not cooperate?"
"Well, when I didn't say it!"
This group of people are generals, not news media people. They don't know what to do. After discussing for a long time, there is no result. Everyone looks at me and I see you, and can't find a perfect solution.
"Everyone, I hope that tomorrow we will not be ousted by angry people!"
After the chief of staff finished speaking, he waved his hand, he had already prepared for the worst, and it was no use to blame anyone for the worst.
"I think David will be more anxious than us!"
"..."
On the front line of Whale Harbor, Yu Zhiqian led people to the US military barracks. He looked at the barracks in front of him and thought for a while: "Wang Rui, who is the highest-ranking US soldier we have killed now?"
"The heads are all school officers, but one of the prisoners said that their general, Major General Bob, was blown to death!"
"What about the corpse?"
"I didn't find it. The Americans probably didn't find it either!"
"Take me to the scene to have a look!"
Soon Yu Zhigan came to the place where Bob was killed. Yu Zhigan looked at the barracks and looked at it again: "This guy is really unlucky. It can be blown to death in such a remote place, which means this guy is damned!"
After Yu Zhiqian finished speaking, he looked at the ground and turned vigorously to find some traces of human beings. However, this unlucky guy was at the center of the explosion and it was estimated that it would be very difficult to find the corpse.
"Look through it and see if you can find any evidence!"
After speaking, Yu Zhigan took the lead to search, and soon one of the soldiers exclaimed excitedly: "Head, what do you think I found?"
Yu Zhiqian leaned forward curiously, and saw this guy holding an epaulette in his hand: "Head, epaulette, major general's epaulette!"
"Good job, friends from reporters, come and take some pictures!"
"no problem!"
This group of reporters immediately came to take pictures. Big news. After they learned that Bob died in battle, they knew that there would be big news tomorrow. Now they don't know if Yu Zhigan will give them a chance to send the news.
"What else is there to look for? There should be a lot of interesting things here!"
As Yu Zhiqian himself was talking, he took out his mobile phone to take pictures. There was a fire in the US military barracks and some photos were edited. After thinking about it, Weibo might be blocked. Finally, he decided to post on Twitter. Said that the Americans also like to play, play with him.
"On the first day of the battle, I was lucky. I killed a general who seemed to be called Bob. Does anyone know who this person is?" After saying that, Yu Zhigan added some photos, and many mercenaries occasionally posted on Twitter. For some photos, Yu Zhiqian was not too bloody, so he passed it directly. (End of this chapter)