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Chapter 201 Don't be afraid, everything will be fine
The first thing Billy thought of was Gad's toy drone.

"Fuck! Enemy airstrike! Find cover! Quick!"

He endured the severe pain, did a beautiful tactical roll, hid under a pickup truck, and shouted loudly.

However, amid the continuous explosions of grenades, his shouting at the top of his lungs seemed insignificant at this moment.

Billy is a retired special forces soldier from the United States. Before joining the Heihe Mercenaries, he had ten years of military experience and eight years of actual combat experience in the Middle East.

He had seen many of these small drones when he was in the army.

At most, they would carry out suicide attacks. This kind of overwhelming bombing with grenades hanging on them was the first time Billy had encountered it.

At this moment, he didn't know how to deal with it.

We have fought so many security battles, so when it comes to regular combat, we really can't react for a while.

In particular, the equipment of the mercenaries is much worse than that of the Eagle Sauce, and this swarm of drones is a new tactic.

He lay under the car, looking at the wailing in the camp, raised the fully equipped M416 rifle in his hand, and fired angrily at the sky.

The anti-aircraft weapons in our camp are almost zero. If there are a few more waves of such attacks, the entire army will be wiped out.

After Billy finished firing the two magazines in his hands, he crawled out from under the car.

He suppressed the nausea from the shock to his internal organs, dragged his injured right leg, dodged tactically, and rushed into an armored vehicle.

The protective capabilities of armored vehicles are much better than those of pickup trucks and jeeps.

Even the overwhelming grenade bombing did not cause any damage to the armored vehicles.

At this time, there were four or five frightened mercenaries hiding in the car, holding their rifles in their hands and chanting "God bless you".

Billy glanced at them and said, "Shit, God is not in Africa. The only one who can save you now is you."

"Use the car radio to notify everyone quickly and turn on all the searchlights in the car!"

"If we don't find those damn drones and shoot them down, we'll all die here!"

In order to cope with the darkness of Africa, most of the vehicles carried by the mercenaries are equipped with high-power searchlights.

Although most pickup trucks and jeeps were damaged by the 5,000 grenades, only a few were scrapped.

As the command system was restored, the searchlights installed on the vehicles in the mercenary camp began to light up one after another.

When the mercenaries saw the swarm of drones appearing and disappearing in the darkness, they were dumbfounded.

Billy's heart was a little broken at this moment. It was not that Gad only trained fifty drone operators.

At most they have fifty planes that can be used for sneak attacks. How come the numbers don't match?

Sneak attack!

It must have been a premeditated sneak attack!
"Sniper, shoot them down quickly, don't let these drones return." Someone shouted desperately on the radio channel.

Soon, everyone started indiscriminately firing at the drones in the air with their weapons.

The air defense effect of light weapons was not good in itself, and it was dark, and we were bombed again.

After strafing for a long time, the air defense results of these mercenaries were almost zero.

This side of the Jiade Air Force Camp.

Edmund Wright commanded fifty ground crew members to start attaching grenades to the swarm drones again, preparing for the second wave of bombing.

Simons Roy looked at the victorious swarm drones and couldn't help but sigh: "Wright, you are right, these swarm drones are really powerful."

"If we had known this, we should have bought a few hundred more. Five hundred swarm drones are really too small."

Edmund Wright smiled and said, "The current size of the air force is just enough. If there are more, we won't be able to handle it."

"Once we are familiar with it, we will go find our friends in the East and order another batch."

"I hope our commander-in-chief will be more generous when allocating funds to the Air Force this time, and stop being so stingy." Simons Roy laughed when he heard this, and said jokingly, "Wright, you're overthinking it."

"This battle has such a good result. The Air Force will have more military funds and drones."

"If the commander-in-chief does not approve the military expenditure, I will personally lead the troops to have a good talk with him!"

Edmund Wright shook his head and couldn't help laughing.

The results of this battle are so good, I just want to increase the military spending of the Air Force. This request is not excessive and will definitely be approved.

When the time comes, I will go to the East to purchase equipment, and I will not make it so difficult for my friends in the East.

If it weren't for their help, it would have been a pipe dream to build an air force with 500 million yuan.

……

The mercenary camp has gradually recovered from the first wave of bombing.

The mercenaries who come to the African continent are all bloodthirsty men, and all of them are proficient in life-saving skills.

At this time, these people were either hiding in armored vehicles or lying in the vehicles. The occasional grenades falling from their heads no longer posed much threat to them.

After Billy gradually recovered, he immediately began to contact the Black River Mercenaries' African headquarters to request support.

Simultaneously.

He also asked people to take out the anti-drone weapons that had been prepared in advance.

"Don't be afraid, the swarm of drones is no big deal. Just turn on the signal jammer and everything will be fine!" Billy comforted.

He had a high prestige among the mercenaries, and with just one sentence, he made the chaotic mercenaries find their backbone.

As the diesel generator started, a signal jammer mounted on a large truck was also started.

soon.

All the mercenaries discovered that all the communication devices they carried with them had lost signal.

The swarm of drones above their heads were also affected by the signal interference and began to return automatically.

"Oh my god, it's all over!"

"I came to Africa to experience the fun of hunting, not to seek excitement. I want to return home."

"Damn it! I'm going to kill those damned Gad people and make them pay with blood."

Billy felt a little relieved as he listened to these people complaining on the radio.

The swarm drone operator of Gad also immediately reported: "Report to the general, our drone has been blocked and interfered by the opposite side's signal."

"We have lost control and are returning automatically. Please tell us what to do next!"

When Simmons Roy heard this, the worry that had been put at ease became heavier again.

Without waiting for him to speak, Edmund Wright took the initiative to comfort him: "Commander, don't worry. The drones sold to us by our Eastern friends all have anti-interference functions."

"Turn on the anti-interference function, proceed as planned, and continue bombing them!"

Simons Roy was stunned for a moment after hearing this, and said with emotion: "The drone of our Eastern friend is really a good thing!"

"Yes, it is indeed a good thing. Otherwise, we would not have won this battle, and we would not have won so easily." Edmund Wright also said in agreement. At this moment, he couldn't wait to chop his hands again.

The stuff our Oriental friends have is indeed good, but they have a very good handle on the price.

Next time I go to buy things from them, I will definitely feel both pain and happiness, because I can't bring back a single dollar!
When the second batch of swarm drones turned on the anti-interference mode and came over the mercenary camp again and started dropping grenades, the mercenaries immediately wailed.

Billy gasped when he saw this, but he still pretended to be calm and said to cheer everyone up: "..."

(End of this chapter)