Reinforcements arrived!

Morale is booming!

Ye Sheng received the news that Qin Jingyu arranged for Quarcret to try to snipe Su Tao and led all the power in his hands to kill him.

In addition to the light helicopters in the sky circling in the air, there were dozens of trucks behind them. There were many black soldiers standing on the trucks. They shot very casually and had a very ecstatic posture. They raised the gun high above their heads, did not aim at them at all, and then pulled the trigger. Although it looked funny, it was amazing.

Although the six people surrounded were already meat on the chopping board, the resistance was very fierce and the battle could not be ended in a short period of time. Quarcret hesitated for a moment and finally issued an order to give up the task, "Escape quickly!"

A subordinate next to him whispered: "Now that we have evacuated, not only has the task not been completed, but we have suffered heavy losses and cannot explain it to Mr. Jonah."

Quarcret grabbed the subordinate's collar. He knew that it was Jonah's eyeliner arranged by him and said sternly: "How about you go on the mission alone and we will cover you?"

The subordinate's lips trembled twice, but he didn't have the ability or courage.

"The goal is not worth it. We will spend all dozens of lives here. Retreat, this is the order." Quarcret emphasized again that his subordinates did not dare to refute Quarcret's instructions anymore.

Five teams began to retreat one after another. In the blink of an eye, the helicopters were hovering over the high ground. Ye Sheng, wearing a baseball cap and sunglasses, sat by the open hatch door of the helicopter, with one leg outside, holding a gun in both hands, aiming at the retreating enemy, and firing a series of bullets.

Under normal circumstances, Ye Sheng should make them surrender. These people are more valuable than dead. They can extort Jonah a fee. However, Ye Sheng now only hopes to kill all these people, because of their interception, his brother Su Tao almost died.

Ye Sheng's shooting skills were actually not very good. He swept down and hit several people by chance. The rest dragged their companions' bodies and fired violently to suppress the firepower on the helicopter while starting to climb into the off-road vehicle one after another, preparing to leave the place of right and wrong.

"Fly lower!" Ye Sheng ordered the driver, "then I can kill a few more people."

"Mr. Ye, I can't promise you that if we fly a little lower, we may become a target. Quarcret is best at shooting down helicopters." The pilot decisively rejected Ye Sheng's proposal.

As the driver analyzed, Quarcret arranged for people to open a heavy machine gun, aimed at the sky and fired wildly. Several bullets hit the helicopter body, making a jingling sound.

Ye Sheng pursed his lips and said angrily: "Do you have missiles? Shoot them."

"Mr. Ye, we came in a hurry, so we didn't have time to hang the missile." The driver continued to explain.

"It's so frustrating!" Ye Sheng sighed and said helplessly, "Fly higher, don't really crash. Although this helicopter is a second-hand product, Husca is willing to pay a good price, and it's a pity to discount it here."

Quarcret escaped very decisively, and the convoy quickly disappeared from sight. Ye Sheng did not pursue him. Now Nanstawang is in a civil war, and he is unwilling to consume too much of his troops here. After all, he already knows that Su Tao is safe and sound, so that is enough.

Ye Sheng got off the helicopter and saw Su Tao standing in the crowd with dirt. He was excited and went over and hugged him, "Are you okay?"

"Of course I'm fine, but they are all injured." Su Tao shook his head and sighed.

Seeing that Lao Liu's ear was knocked off, Ye Sheng gritted his teeth and said, "Sooner one day I will make that bastard Jonah pay the price."

Yang Xiong grinned and said, "Mr. Ye, although we were all injured, Quarcret's losses were even greater. The brothers were not fatal. But they lost at least ten. Can we win more with less, right?"

Ye Sheng gave Yang Xiong a thumbs up and said proudly: "You can defeat the red miracle and escape in a panic. If you, Yang Yanluo, become famous in the battle, today will be your fame battle."

Yang Xiong shook his head and sighed: "It's not important whether he becomes famous or not. The key is that I finally competed with Quarcret face to face once, which is really exciting."

"Fighting with masters can always make people progress." Ye Sheng smiled.

A sharp light flashed in Yang Xiong's eyes and said in a deep voice: "I was lucky enough to make a profit this time. On the one hand, it was because of an ambush, which surprised the other party; on the other hand, the other party did not understand us and committed a major plan to underestimate the enemy. I really don't know who will kill him when we meet next time."

Quarcret had two places that were not considered thoroughly. First, he did not expect that there was a professional sniper Irving hidden by Yang Xiong, who destroyed the mortar position and killed his own heavy machine gunners and snipers; second, it was difficult for him to understand why Yang Xiong's people could not be killed at all. There were only nine people, but they burst out with several times of combat power.

A contemptuous smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and Yang Xiong said confidently: "Although Quarcret is powerful, he is not as invincible as he imagined. The reason why he was able to smoothly on the African battlefield and make such a great reputation was mainly because he was well-equipped and had two heavy machine guns, which was enough to run rampant in Africa."

Quarcret has good tactical qualities, and there are also a group of trustworthy brothers. Africa is short of supplies, and most armed organizations have several generations behind the guns and equipment. Even government forces have their weapons. If you go to the battlefield, your weapons will be gone after reaching 500 meters, but other people's weapons can accurately hit a thousand meters away, and of course they will be suppressed and beaten.

Therefore, Quarcret always has a great advantage in various combat missions in Africa.

Now the situation has changed. Yang Xiong is not inferior to Quarcret in equipment, so when the two sides confront each other, no one can get it. As Nanstawang touches the nerve cells of countless international giants, a large number of well-equipped mercenaries came from Europe to Africa to take risks and make gold. In the future, Quarcret's dominance will never happen again.

Ye Sheng patted Yang Xiong gently on his shoulder, "You are trying to make me update your equipment and expand your team? Please rest assured, my promise to you will not change. In the next few months, I will invest in you. However, you must also be prepared, recruiting soldiers and training personnel. This is your job, and the task is very arduous. You may have to go to Slovakia to find some high-quality soldiers to join us."

"I think that compared to combat literacy, loyalty must be more important." Yang Xiong was still very excited when he saw Ye Sheng say this.

Su Tao listened to Ye Sheng and Yang Xiong's conversation. The two were not superiors and subordinates, but partners. Ye Sheng presided over foreign affairs, helped the team to provide work, and provided construction funds at the same time. Yang Xiong was responsible for internal affairs, directed the team to perform tasks, had a clear division of labor, and cooperated very well. More importantly, a strong sense of trust had been established between Ye Sheng and Yang Xiong.

Half a day later, Quarcret arrived at the base with his sluggish subordinates.

Jonah had been waiting for a long time, and after Quarcret walked in, she roared angrily: "What's going on? Can you explain it to me clearly?"

Quarcret shrugged helplessly: "There is nothing to explain. We failed. The other party is very strong and the support is very fast."

Jonah calmed down a little and lowered her voice: "My dear Quarcret, you are the omnipotent African god of war, the fiery red miracle, how could you fail?"

Quarcret glanced at Jonah with a faint look, "Sir, you should know what kind of pattern our mercenary group belongs to internationally. Most mercenary groups already have heavy weapons such as tanks and armored vehicles, and our equipment has not been updated for at least six years. Now that more and more mercenaries around the world have joined Africa, our advantages will slowly disappear."

Jonah sucked his nose sensitively, "Are you mocking me for being too stingy and reluctant to invest money for you? I am your boss, how dare you talk to me like this? Have you forgotten that if I hadn't spent a lot of money to bribe the prison head, you are still living in a purgatory prison like a prison and will never see the sun."

Quarcret's facial expression trembled, "I appreciate your help, so I promise to serve you all my life."

"I hope you can fulfill your promise." Jonah said in a low voice, "I have always regarded you as my most trusted brother. I know that you have been working hard for so many years, and have missed death countless times. Trust me, when the time is right, I will let you retire. The villas in Hawaii are prepared for you. If you like, I will buy you some beautiful maids."

Quarcret sighed, "I am more suitable for living on the battlefield. A comfortable environment will make me crazy bored."

"Okay, it doesn't matter if you fail once. Next we will focus on the battlefield of Nanstawang. Mr. Qin brought a large amount of arms this time, which can help us arm our team of thousands of people. You must now prepare to train them and let them enter the frontal battlefield within a month." Jonah ordered calmly.

"One month? It's impossible!" Quarcret said with special affirmation. "Although blacks are strong and have good physical fitness, it's a fantasy to make them familiar with firearms within a month. They are all illiterate. How can you let a person who doesn't know the letters understand the structure of firearms and the principle of bullet firing?"

Jonah frowned and said in a deep voice: "They don't need to be proficient, as long as they learn to pull the trigger. There are many elderly, weak, women and children in the Middle East, and everyone can play with guns. Moreover, these thousands of black soldiers are cannon fodder. If they really go to the battlefield, they still have to rely on our own people."

Quarcret knew that Jonah had decided, and sighed helplessly, "Okay, I will arrange this."

After walking out of Jonah's office, Quarcret was in a very heavy mood.

Sniper Ike, like himself, followed Jonah for many years and killed Jonah several times.

Jonah knew that Ike died in this battle, but she didn't mention him a word, which made Quarcret feel inexplicably heartbroken. If he died on the battlefield one day, he was sure that Jonah would never shed a tear.
Chapter completed!