Arms starts with hyenas in the Middle East

Chapter 470 Mine Attack
In Africa, in the western part of Mali, in a suburb of Kayes Region, a group of armed government soldiers are patrolling and guarding the periphery. The thick barrel of the NSV heavy machine gun on the pickup truck makes people shiver. Unless you are a blind guy, no one would think of coming here to make trouble. Even in Africa, which is full of idiots, idiots should have eyes.

They may not recognize weapons that look advanced, but they will still be afraid of deadly weapons that look rough, large, and simple.

This is a large gold mine owned by Sean, named Sadioga Mine. Since Sean took over it, the output of this gold mine has reached 4.3 tons, and according to surveys, the total gold content of this gold mine is as high as 400 tons. This is the only large gold mine in Sean's hands, so he naturally values ​​it very much. It is thousands of times more valuable than any chicken that lays golden eggs!
Are you kidding me?
What kind of chicken can lay 400 tons of eggs in its lifetime?
This place is so important that Sean certainly won't just put some local Malian government soldiers. These soldiers are only responsible for the outermost guard work and play more of a warning role. If the enemy comes to attack, they will have to get through the government soldiers first, and then they will naturally have to face the real defensive force.

Personally, Sean is not willing to use these government soldiers of mixed quality. If a real fighting breaks out, it is hard to say who the bullets from this bunch of useless people will be directed at. But there is no way. They divide Mali among three parties. After defeating the anti-government forces, the government soldiers basically have little to do. The salary paid by Augusta is not high. In Mali, there is no work to do. Even if you are a soldier, you will starve to death.

We have to find something for these local natives to do, so no matter whether it is Sean, the Habsburgs or the Windsor family, their mines will have some government soldiers deployed on the periphery. Anyway, these people are cheap enough, and they just need to be fed. They don't have high requirements, and they will fight for you with all they have. Of course, don't expect their quality to be very good. It's okay when the wind is favorable, but once they find that they can't withstand the enemy's attack, they will run away in a rout. The main problem is that they are disorganized and undisciplined.

About two kilometers down the hill, a convoy of five military Hummers slowly stopped, and a team of fifteen people got off the vehicles. Everyone in the team had a stiff face and was well-equipped. It was obvious at first glance that they were not ordinary illegal mercenaries.

After the team assembled, a member holding a Remington MSR sniper rifle quickly climbed to the top of the hill and observed the guard situation of the mine ahead through the sniper scope.

Obviously, their target was the mine, but they did not act rashly. The mine was heavily guarded, and they were not captains of the Beautiful Country. A rash attack would probably end in failure.

"Boss, this mine is indeed the gold mine that Sean values ​​the most. In addition to the government troops guarding the periphery, there are also many well-equipped RFG employees inside. It will be difficult for us to take it down."

The sniper frowned and reported. Through the sniper scope, he could clearly see the guard situation of the mine. Although the quality of the government army guards on the periphery was uneven, they were equipped with heavy firepower and it was not easy to break through the defense. The real mine inside not only had machine gun fortresses, but also had powerful weapons such as hail rocket launchers. There was a guard every five steps and a sentry every ten steps. There were also watchtowers as high as twenty meters in the four directions of the mine. To break through here was no less than breaking through a military camp. It was obviously not realistic with just fifteen of them, even if they were all genetically enhanced clone soldiers.

"Rattlesnake, relax. Someone will naturally cooperate with us when the time comes. There are many people attacking here tonight. We just need to wait."

A team member who was sitting next to a rock said as he wiped the extreme force "Fulcrum S" straight knife in his hand.

This team is naturally from the Nazis. Gudrun's revenge is not only directed at the Habsburg family or Sean and Ryan, but directly attacks the two groups.

Now she is in the dark, while both Sean and Ryan are in the light, and these industries, mines and the like cannot hide even if they want to.

At night, at two o'clock in the morning, the Kayes Region is located in the Senegal River Basin. It is a typical tropical climate area with only three seasons throughout the year: hot season, rainy season and cool season. Now it is close to November, and the climate is between the rainy season and the cool season. During the day, due to the rare absence of rain, the temperature was fine, but the rain at night just wouldn't stop, and the rumbling thunder kept ringing. The temperature was so different from that during the day that it was hard to believe that this was the temperature difference on the same day.

If the climate was relatively cool during the day, it was freezing cold now. The rain poured on people and seeped through their clothes, making them feel freezing to the bone.

The government army guards outside the mine were freezing cold and huddled in simple wooden houses like grandchildren. Although they were not exposed to the rain, the freezing temperature made little difference. It was only because the uniforms they wore were thick enough, otherwise they would have probably been frozen to the point of shaking.

"Hiss~ Damn it, this horrible weather is almost freezing me to death!"

In the outermost security booth, a soldier wrapped himself in the blanket tightly, lit a cigarette with hot air from his mouth, and began to puff happily.

It was so cold and raining so hard, these most cunning government soldiers would not go out on patrol obediently. The security guard on duty was also too lazy to look outside. He would not allow the enemy to launch an attack in such heavy rain, and it had been such a long time. They had dealt with many blind militants before. The local armed forces knew that this place was heavily guarded and was very valued by the RFG Group. Now basically no one would come to attack here.

The employees of the RFG Group are of course well aware of the nature of these government forces. A large number of large and small cameras have been installed outside a long time ago, and there are people monitoring them 24 hours a day. It can be said that if there is any disturbance outside, the government forces may not know it before them.

As for whether these government troops have discipline, Sean was too lazy to ask, and these employees naturally didn't bother to ask either. After all, the worst that could happen was just an extra layer of defense and an extra layer of insurance.

In a place where no one could see, several dark shadows sneaked into the boarding area of ​​the government soldiers. For these government soldiers who were already fast asleep, they were like the incarnation of the god of death, silently reaping their lives.

However, what they thought was quiet was just their thought. Little did they know that all their actions were seen clearly by the employees on duty in the monitoring room.

As expected, they had only cleared out the government soldiers in the three board houses when the shrill alarm sounded throughout the camp. Before the uninvited guests who had sneaked in could figure out what was going on, the government soldiers were awakened from their sleep one by one, with their hats askew and their clothes slanted, and rushed out with guns in hand.

"There are enemies!" "Kill them!"

Da da da……

The sound of gunfire like popping beans instantly resounded throughout the camp, echoing with the shrill alarms. The uninvited guests could only curse inwardly and launch a counterattack, but as the saying goes, "many ants can kill an elephant", how could these few people resist the government soldiers who were like locusts?
Although the quality of the soldiers was poor, they had the advantage of being more numerous and robbing more enemies. They were immediately suppressed behind a defensive fortification and had to hold on with great difficulty.

"Fuck, how did they find out?"

A bearded mercenary hid in a bunker while sticking out his gun and firing randomly, cursing under his breath and looking extremely angry.

"It doesn't matter now. Now we have to hold on until the main force arrives to support us, otherwise we will all die here tonight!" Of course they had considered the possibility of failure of the silent operation. How could they possibly wipe out the entire mine's guarding force with just a few people?
According to their original plan, they were to sneak in, plant the bomb, and then evacuate, and finally "boom" to blow the place upside down. But this was just a battle plan. If something unexpected happened, there would naturally be a second plan of strong attack.

But they didn't expect the accident to come so soon. They had already explored the defensive structure of the mine. According to the plan, even if they were exposed, it should be after they entered and fought against the opponent's real main defense force. As for the Malian government soldiers on the periphery?

Are you kidding me?
Calling them government troops is really exaggerating. Can a group of people holding guns and wearing crooked military uniforms be called regular troops?

No matter how the ragtag army is packaged, it cannot change its nature.

Perhaps the biggest difference between them and other local armed forces is that they wear uniforms and will not run out in slippers holding AKs to engage in gunfights. That's all.

But now, when facing this ragtag group of troops, they were exposed. It was like a dream!
Boom boom boom boom…

The NSV heavy machine gun suddenly roared, and the huge bullets sent bricks and stones flying everywhere. The flimsy bunker could not hold out for long.

"Fuck, NSV!"

A group of well-equipped mercenaries were being suppressed. Outside, the government soldiers were shouting curses. The lines of fire drawn by bullets in the air were particularly clear at night.

As for breaking out?

Stop being funny, with such fierce firepower, who would dare to show their head?
Even if Ultraman comes, he will be beaten into a sieve!

Snapped!
"Ah-shet!"

A mercenary hid tightly behind a bunker, holding a gun with one hand and firing at the outside. Suddenly, a bullet from an NSV heavy machine gun flew over and hit his wrist holding the gun. The wrist was blown up on the spot, and a blood mist rose up. The mercenary looked at his white bones and let out a shrill scream.

"Stop the bleeding!"

The mercenary beside him shouted and held him down, took out a bandage from his chest and wrapped his broken hand tightly. If rescued in time, his life would be fine, but in this place, they had no supplies, no medical conditions, and the enemy was still attacking fiercely. If nothing unexpected happened, the mercenary was actually no different from dead, and it was difficult for them to leave with a wounded person.

"Stop them, damn it!"

The bearded man roared with bloodshot eyes. He took out a white phosphorus grenade, pulled out the pin and threw it out. They didn't care about the Geneva Convention. They would use whatever weapon was most lethal and effective. At this time, the enemy was endless and their firepower was fierce, and they were in danger. If it was an ordinary lethal grenade, it would be difficult to cause deterrence and stop the enemy. They had to hold on until reinforcements arrived to have a chance to breathe. Moreover, they were fighting outdoors. At this time, the white phosphorus grenade was definitely the most lethal and deterrent individual weapon.

boom!
Fierce flames exploded in the crowd. White phosphorus stuck to people's bodies like maggots on their heels. No matter how they struggled, it was useless. They could only turn into ashes with screams. This strange flame made them feel a little scared. They were afraid that they would also be contaminated by this flame. For a moment, they even lowered their firepower. This deterrent power was truly terrifying.

Boom boom boom boom boom…

But after this scare, what naturally followed was more crazy retaliatory fire. The machine gunners were in the rear and would not charge forward, but they would not be as hesitant as those in the front. On the contrary, they would become more and more angry. They did not need to rush to the front, they only needed to pull the trigger frantically in the rear.

For a moment, the enraged government soldiers kept cursing. They no longer rushed forward, but suppressed them behind the bunker. A government soldier with a hat tilted on his head and bare chest climbed up a small slope in three or two steps, carrying an RPG-7 anti-tank rocket launcher on his shoulder, and was about to pull the trigger at the bunker where the invader was hiding.

Bang!
At this critical moment, a gunshot was heard in the distance. A stream of blood spurted out from the chest of the bare-chested government soldier, and he fell out staggeringly.

Soon after, seven or eight pickup trucks were seen speeding on the road in the distance. They were filled with well-equipped mercenaries, and each of them was equipped with an M2 Browning heavy machine gun. Obviously, the reinforcements of these mercenaries had fallen.

The M2 Browning heavy machine gun is known as Lao Gan Ma. Although this gun is quite old, it is an eternal legend. The fact that it is still in service shows its excellence.

Boom boom boom boom boom boom…

Lao Gan Ma's roar still sounded full of energy, and the bullets splashed over the government soldiers, who were shot to the ground like wheat being cut. Some were even hit so hard that their whole bodies exploded on the spot. You can see how powerful it is!
Inside the mine, on a watchtower, an employee put on his headset to inform the commander of the situation on the battlefield ahead.

In a simple command post, the commander forced a smile on his face. The scar on his face trembled, looking hideous and terrifying. He said grimly: "Finally they are here. I knew that no one would be stupid enough to think that they could take over this mine with just a few people!!"

(End of this chapter)