Alberta Babington was wearing a helmet with a night vision device hanging on it, and holding a Famas automatic rifle in his hand. This is a weapon equipped for paratroopers. The total gun length is 757 mm. This length is very suitable for street fighting. Every day

I am equipped with 0.5 base bullets, which is about 150 rounds, and 5 magazines are filled!

Each time he boarded the "Hippo", he would pat the other person's shoulder and give a thumbs up.

These are two tb2-117a turboshaft engines from the Isotov Design Bureau, which are fully capable of carrying the weight of 34 people.

Alberta was the last one to climb onto the helicopter. The door was not closed. He grabbed the handrail above his head and said, "Gentlemen, please hide your ass. We are about to take off. Don't let it scare you!"

The employee who was the guide below was squatting half-crouched, giving a thumbs up with both hands, wearing a headset and sunglasses, and swung his hand diagonally upward!

The helicopter pilot saluted, pulled up the lever, and the hippopotamus painted in desert colors took off with the wind blowing.

In order to transport these 120 people, a total of five transport planes took off, as well as 6 Hind Guards loaded with full ammunition. According to battlefield needs, in order to reduce casualties, Tang Dao also used two Mi-26s to hang 2 T-72 main battle tanks.

Tanks go straight to the battlefield!

This kind of tank is very suitable for low-level conflicts, and its anti-armor is outstanding. In a place like Mogadishu, as long as you don't focus on using RPGs, the possibility of being destroyed is still very low. Moreover, this is a logistics support unit

, mainly to help break out, he has no intention of using such a small number of people to eliminate Aidid.

Then this little money is totally not enough.

Standing on the playground, Tang Dao narrowed his eyes and watched the helicopter formation leave.

God bless.

"Rifle grenade! Target, left, bungalow, sniper!" Grant roared, leaning against the ruins of the wall and breathing heavily, covering his left leg. Just now he was shot by the sniper in the bungalow, and his thigh was bleeding continuously.

But fortunately not

It was hit on the aorta, otherwise I would have to wait for death. I took out the gauze wrapped in my arm bag, tore it open with my teeth, tied the gauze two inches above the injury, and swallowed, my face was covered with sweat.

, maybe mixed with cold sweat.

Upon hearing his order, a member of SEAL Team 6 took out a somewhat thick grenade and stuffed it into the launcher. After taking a closer look, he raised the muzzle of the gun and fired a round at the target.

Puff puff puff...! Boom!

This power is not small. It is known as: "Individual mortar" but it blasted a crater once it was fired. The bungalow was already shaky, but now the chassis is even more unstable and it fell apart. The militants hiding inside were also buried.

among.

Grant shook his hands because he was nervous and went to change the magazine, but after touching it, he stopped and all five magazines were used up.

No more bullets!

"Sir, we are out of bullets." The voice of a team member also came from the headset.

Their goal was to decapitate Aidid. Except for the necessary weapons and ammunition, they kept everything else as light as possible. Most of the bullets were placed in the convoy, including grenades. Fortunately, they were surrounding a building waiting for rescue, otherwise they would have been surrounded by

The militants were swarmed.

There are thousands of people visible to the naked eye!

Has God abandoned his most beloved believer?

Grant was a little sad. If he really waited until the last step, he would have no choice but to surrender.

In the United States, there are no clearly stated terms of surrender. The only such official regulation is the Code of Conduct for American Soldiers, and that code applies to American soldiers who are captured - just captured. Here are the relevant provisions:

Article 1: I will never surrender voluntarily. If I were the commander, I would never let my men surrender while they can still resist;

Article 2: If captured, I will resist in a feasible way, and I will make every effort to escape and help others escape. I will not accept parole or preferential treatment from the enemy;

…(There will be more later, so as not to call me stupid).

Of course, the four most common conditions for surrender are: first, there is no ammunition, second, there is no dry food, third, the communication is interrupted, and fourth, the breakout is impossible.

Not everyone is like the Italian soldier who surrenders because he can't find a crowbar.

Although Grant thought so, if he really did it, it would be a shame for the soldiers.

His Adam's apple rolled up and down, and he felt desperate. The support from the Hummer convoy on the ground could not support him. It would be great if the opponent could break through on his own. In this case, where is the hope?

Chug tug tug…

Suddenly, there was a rapid sound like a machine gun blast. Grant looked along the sound and saw a "big fly" swooping down, with the cannon in its "mouth" shooting downwards!

"hind".

"Flying chariot" or "krokodil" (crocodile)?

The sound just now was obviously a 12.7mm four-chamber machine gun installed on the turret under the nose of the aircraft. This could break a person alive, and there were four mounting points hanging on the Hind. Grant saw one with his own eyes.

The missile came down with thick smoke and leveled one or two floors to the ground!

"Ouch!"

The atmosphere of the seal members who were guarding inside was at the bottom. They ran out of ammunition and food and could not help but have strange thoughts in their hearts. But at this moment, a Hind swooped down in a "savior" attitude and struck the opponent. This was very strange.

Can improve confidence.

The militants below were also in a chaotic circle and were stunned. Where did the helicopter come from?

But after reacting, a black commander commanded the militants to shoot them down and blasted them with an RPG. After seeing this, the female deer raised her head and turned around and ran away without hesitation. This decisiveness surprised everyone.

"Is there a female deer in our base?" Grant turned to the team members and asked.

"We never use stuff like furry bears!" A black team member said righteously, "Their weapons are too crude, how can they have them."

Grant frowned, "Then where does this come from?"

"Sir, news from Jihai Base." The communications soldier followed the commander and reported him the latest intelligence and news at all times. "The base support cannot be reached, but a group of mercenaries will come to support us and help us break through."

There are reinforcements!

This was the only best news they heard after more than three hours of fighting.

It doesn't matter if they are mercenaries or not, as long as they can break through the encirclement.

The first thing that came to Grant's mind was the Asian. It seemed that his company was the closest to here. He pondered for a moment and said, "Copy that!"

"Get off, get off! Get off quickly!"

The "hippo" stopped in a clean area. Of course, the female deer had the final say whether it was clean. If it was not clean, wouldn't it be clean if it was washed with a missile?

Alberta Babington directed the employees to get off the plane, and the 120 people entered into the weak point of the encirclement in a small combat formation. He just happened to see the doe who had left the team come back, and he cursed in a low voice.

"These damn Russians must be drunk! No, they must be drunk!"
Chapter completed!