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Chapter 204 What casualties? We have zero casualties

Edmund Wright always felt a little guilty when he said this.

Director Li and I should be considered close friends, should be considered... After all, when we were signing the contract, he was all smiles and kept kissing me.

Rousseau was stunned. To be honest, he really didn't know who Edmund Wright was, but Li Yunfei's name was well-known.

In the mercenary circle, even if you have never dealt with weapons produced by Director Li, his friends must have dealt with them.

As a Gallic mercenary, many of his comrades went to the Middle East, and those people often complained to Rousseau.

The weapons produced by Director Li are completely unreasonable. Rousseau didn't believe it at first, but now he is 80% convinced.

"General, the drones you used this time were not also purchased from Director Li, right?"

Edmund Wright nodded and sighed, "As expected of a retired Gallic major, you are indeed quite knowledgeable. Your guess is very accurate."

"We clearly used graphite bombs to disrupt all your drones, so why did they suddenly bombard us?" Rousseau asked in confusion.

"Because after the drone is interfered with, the AI ​​mode will take over and automatically attack the largest one."

"When we bought it, Director Li told us that small ones are not necessarily cheap, but big ones are definitely expensive!"

"There's an old saying among flower growers. I don't know if you've heard of it. Once the arrow is shot, there's no turning back. Now that it's here, there's no turning back." Edmund Wright said with a smile.

Rousseau sighed. He must be very unhappy to lose so badly to this group of African black uncles.

But it would be much better if we lost to Director Li.

The products exported by others have stunned both the big and small countries, and it is not shameful that we cannot beat them.

After he figured it out, he saluted and said, "Respected Major General Commander, I now formally surrender to you on behalf of the remaining mercenaries."

"Although we are mercenaries, I hope you can abide by the Geneva Agreement and treat us well."

"Don't worry, we are a benevolent and righteous army and will never kill people indiscriminately." Edmund Wright replied subconsciously.

His words made Rousseau feel a little dazed, as if he had heard the same words from his parents.

That year, they went to Korea as a group and participated in a great Olympic Games.

This set of words is very familiar and has a Huajia flavor.

"Dear Commander, have you ever been to the flower grower's house?"

Edmund Wright looked at Rousseau and said proudly, "Of course, I am a graduate of the Lu Academy in Shitouzhuang, and my instructor is a man from Qilu."

"I can also speak their Qilu dialect, but my Mandarin is not very authentic."

After he finished speaking, he left ten people behind to start rescuing the surviving injured.

He took the remaining two people and escorted the prisoners to the camp.

The group had just reached the edge of the camp and were about to walk down the hill when they saw a long line of several convoys rushing towards them.

Edmund Wright was delighted. Could it be that his father-in-law knew that he was short of manpower and specially called for foreign aid?
When the convoy approached, he looked at the convoy flag in the light of the fire and couldn't help frowning.

The flag flying on the convoy was not the flag of Ghana, but the flag of neighboring Nigeria.

There are at least tens of thousands of people here, and judging from their posture, they are all coming with great momentum.

For a moment, Edmund Wright did not dare to leave the high ground, but instead sent people to find Sivers Roy to meet up.

After the two met, he asked, "Father-in-law, why did people from Nigeria come to our Gad?"

"Are they the reinforcements you requested, or the reinforcements of these mercenaries?"

Siversroy frowned, holding a telescope, also looking at the other team, and said: "I don't know about this matter."

"If they were our reinforcements, then I should have known!"

"But Nigeria has a good relationship with us, so they shouldn't be reinforcements for these mercenaries!"

Having said that, there is no permanent friendship, only permanent interests.

Who knows whether the Heihe mercenaries will offer Nigeria irresistible benefits and ask them to send troops to rescue.

"Are they your reinforcements?" Edmund Wright turned his head and asked.

The bearded mercenary Rousseau frowned and said, "We were attacked and immediately contacted the headquarters."

"They replied that they had sent reinforcements and that they were coming. If they were not your reinforcements, then they might, perhaps, probably be our reinforcements."

Edmund Wright couldn't help but frown when he heard this. He was ready to give in and let his men retreat.

Tens of thousands of Nigerian troops surrounded this highland.

All kinds of weapons were aimed at it, and they even pulled out a few 75mm howitzers.

Soon, someone took a loud speaker and shouted: "Damn mercenaries, surrender now!"

"Let our friends in Gad go, otherwise our cannons won't recognize anyone!"

When they shouted, everyone on the high ground was stunned.

Edmund Wright's heart, which had originally sank, rose again. It turned out that they were his own reinforcements!
Although the battle is over, it is always a good thing to have reinforcements. What if the other side also has reinforcements?
"Don't shoot, don't fire, Nigerian friends, the battle is over."

"I am Major General Edmund Wright of Garde, and next to me is our commander Sievers Roy. You should know us, right?"

When the Nigerian commander, Odebiao, heard this, he was stunned.

He was an old acquaintance of Edmund Wright and Sievers Roy.

The sound matches, and the person in the telescope matches, but the time and place don’t match!

There was a huge mass of mercenaries on the high ground, but how many men did Gard have?

Odebiao immediately realized that there was a conspiracy. He shouted with a loud speaker: "You damn mercenaries, don't you think you can deceive us by capturing our friends?"

"Hurry up and release the people and evacuate Gad, or we will open fire with our cannons!"

Edmund Wright was deeply moved when he heard what Odebiao said.

Odebiao is indeed a good brother, but he is a little too honest.

He pointed the AK47 at Rousseau and said, "All of you kneel down. Don't let them misunderstand!"

Bearded Rousseau and others looked at the crowd of people below, and without any hesitation, they knelt down with their hands on their heads.

"Odebiao, do you believe now that we have finished this battle?" Edmund Wright shouted at the top of his voice towards the hilltop.

The black man pointed his gun at the white mercenary who was kneeling on the ground.

Odebiao watched this scene through the telescope and was shocked.

He immediately asked someone to drive his pickup truck to the high ground.

When he saw with his own eyes a dozen Gad soldiers pointing guns at nearly a hundred mercenaries, with a ruined camp behind them, Odebiao was completely stunned.

"Roy, Wright, did you really win?"

"Can this be false?"

"How many casualties did you suffer? Why are they all the bodies of mercenaries? Where are your people?" Odebiao asked with his eyes wide open.

"Casualties? What casualties? We have no casualties!" Edmund Wright frowned, very puzzled.

"Impossible, absolutely impossible. This group of mercenaries has more than 2,000 people."

"They are just 2000 pigs. Even if you want to wipe them out completely, it's impossible to achieve zero casualties!"

(End of this chapter)