Blaia screamed!

The shells hit its body, and the collapsed house turned into ruins. The craters with a diameter of several meters looked like torn wounds from a high place. Under such a fire attack, the 17th Battalion of 400 people was completely confused.

"God, God!"

Prince, the corporal of the 17th Battalion, hid in the broken eaves and walls in fear, holding the ak47. He didn't know whether it was nervous or the hot sun, and his dark green military uniform seemed particularly embarrassed. He was lucky. When the other party's cannon came, he hid far away and watched his comrades being bombarded into the sky with his own eyes. After a burst of smoke, only flesh and blood were left.

Those who have never experienced war will never know what torture is.

Especially...When weapons are getting more bloody today, war has become more bloody, and tragic weapons have been invented. Perhaps death has become less painful, but that sense of waiting is the most terrifying.

"Help..." a weak cry.

Prince shivered and stared, with bloodshot eyes hanging on the white of his eyes nervously looking around and found the other person under a ruin.

The lower half of his body was pressed, his right hand was blown off, and the soil and dust were applied to the wound, like rice balls, sticky and covered with dirt on his face. When he met Prince's eyes, the desire to survive made him reach out, and a low voice for help came out in his throat, "Save me."

"Gurl!"

Prince swallowed, and the other party's miserable situation completely collapsed the only defense line in his heart!

Especially when he had heard the sound of the engine, he pressed half of his face against the broken wall and looked at an Edid's army following behind a tank. This was a T-55 main battle tank from World War II. It was ugly, bumpy and not round at all. It was pushed from the other end of the street. Although this was a weapon from the 1940s, its huge body of 36 tons was still intimidating.

Prince suddenly retracted his head, picked up his weapon, turned around and was about to run. As soon as he got up, he paused, his facial features squeezed together, his lips were shaking, and his eyes were struggling. Listening to the faint cry for help behind him, he still ran away with his teeth!

He doesn't want to die, at least... he can't die here.

The injured man behind him looked at Prince's running away and the Aidid army getting closer and closer, roaring in despair, watching the tracks pressing over his body.

"ah!!"

The tragic screams were drowned in the sound of shells, and they could not keep Prince's footsteps at all. He ran in the broken wall in one go.

Bang!

Bang...

The bullet hit Prince's left temple and came out from the right! But this time it did not completely separate the nerves. The body ran forward two steps, then fell to the ground, with his eyes open, and blood seeped out. He opened his eyes and looked at the sky in Somalia.

It's really blue.

On the roof of a two-story building not far away, a black man holding a Dragnov SVD sniper rifle pulled the trigger as usual, picked up the shell on the ground and wrote the Arabic numeral "1" on the wall.

There are already a series of them written on it, which looks very cruel!

He didn't even look at Prince's body. For him, it was just a number on the wall. He was hunched over and walked downstairs almost close to the ground. This was experience!

To avoid being shot.

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"3 hours! Idiot, even if you put 400 pigs in Blaia, it's more than that."

Johnnis angrily smashed the battle report on the table. All the staff members around him lowered their heads and dared not say anything. However, they admitted that the boss said that the 400 people fell so quickly under the attack of Adid?

.And Blaia's fortifications are also very solid, and by reason it is impossible to be so fast.

"Their firepower is too strong. We have no way to fight back these dozens of artillery pieces. The battalion commander died in the first round of artillery attacks, and the command system was knocked out. Moreover, their infantry followed the tank, and our ordinary bullets could not cause damage at all." The communication captain reported with a bitter face.

This is also unlucky, and it is his turn for several things.

Johnnis gritted his teeth. The fall of Blaia meant that Edid could rush around in his territory and even hit Kismayou all the way. This was like throwing a tiger in the sheep's nest, and it was the kind of adult tiger.

no!

retreat!

When Johnnis shuddered, he ordered, "retrieve the man."

Harry was watching the show by his side. When he heard this, he was shocked and finally couldn't sit jail. He stood up and persuaded, "General, no, this cannot be withdrawn. We will almost break the defense line. At that time, even if Kismayu is captured, we can still take Hargeisa!"

He wanted to put it to death and live, but the former was resisted from the bottom of his heart.

In Kismayu, his wife has his property, so he wants him to make up his mind to abandon his wife and children?

But he is almost 60 years old now, can he still give birth?

If there is no son, who will give him the position in the future?

"Mr. Harry, I must go back. What if we didn't take Hargeza? Then we won't be stuck here and can't even get home?" Johnnies said seriously, stretching out his hand and interrupting Harry's speech. His tone was very firm. The latter cursed in his heart, gritted his teeth and threatened, "This is not your own war, General! Apart from me, you should know better who is funding this war and who are you serving, ok? You need to be calm."

Since this war has begun, it is absolutely impossible to take it back!

Harry and the consortium behind him spent a lot of effort to start from Somalia, and to destroy him before Tang Dao could react! Even if he didn't have this ability, he would still occupy half of the country and could fight against Aidid. Now who doesn't know that these two people were wearing a whole pair of pants and their relationship was in the honeymoon period, and they could stabilize their footholds to occupy the market, and then expand to North Africa or the entire Africa.

Harry cares about the interests of himself and his boss.

As for whether Johnnies will die? Or what will happen to his family?

There are blood stains on the US dollar.

Hearing Harry's threat, Lao Hei was obviously unhappy on his face, but he could not refute it. The main reason was that he understood the strength and ambitions of the people behind him. If he resisted, he could only kill Harry, but for him, he would have no way out.

Johnnis gritted his teeth, and smiled reluctantly on his face, "Mr. Harry, I don't mean that. I just seek stability. The situation in Somalia is too complicated."

"I know better than you! All you need to do now is to beat Hargeza!" Harry said directly, staring at him with his eyes, then took a step forward, lying in his ear and said, "I am like you, I don't want to die! If you don't make those people in the country happy this time, how long do you think we can live?"

After saying that, he patted his shoulder and his tone slowed down, "I understand what you think, don't worry, Kismayu will not be broken, I promise." Harry said, and raised his hand to swear.

But this man's mouth is lying to others.

How credible can it be?

Especially such businessmen are the biggest lies.

Swear to God to hear?

Stop being funny, as long as you give money, he can sell his faith to you!

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Chapter completed!