The strongest mercenary across the line of fire

The whole of Banjul was plunged into absolute panic. There was not a single person on the street, but only nervous National Guard soldiers and policemen.They are the military force stationed in Banjul. They must maintain law and order in the chaos at this moment and complete the suppression of the Mekal rebels.

The Gambian Marine Corps has always existed as the Gambian Long Live Army and the Ace Army, and the Marine Corps represents the core of its military power.Now the Viva Army has rebelled violently, making it difficult for the National Guard to resist. The capital Banjul was forcibly captured half of it in an instant. In the end, the two forces fought a final life-and-death battle in front of the presidential palace.

Attacking the presidential palace means that Yahya's regime will completely collapse and will be replaced by Mekal; failure to attack means that Mekal's rebellion failed and he will receive the most severe punishment.

"General Houliai, if you can submit to me, I will promote you to be the Minister of Defense after becoming the President. The Gambia will be the world of the two of us in the future." Mekaleman standing on a tank The face is smiling, and the body is full of high spirits.

In front of him were thousands of National Guard soldiers. Three layers of these soldiers blocked his way, pointing their rifles at him.

But Mekal didn't take these things seriously at all. He wasn't afraid that the other party would shoot him because he had confidence.

General Houliai of the National Guard has a very bad face. Facing the powerful Marine Corps, he has no chance of winning in his heart, so he can only interrupt the shopping to the end.After he glanced at Mekal, he moved his gaze to the tank at Mekal's feet, gritted his teeth hard, and held the gun in his hand more firmly.

"I swear that I will kill you, for the sake of the president, you rebel!" Hou Liai gritted his teeth and said these words with a serious face.

He is ready to splash five steps of blood for President Yahya and sacrifice his life for Gambia. The tank is just an old tank with the weakest armor.

"Hahahaha..." Mekal laughed loudly, pointing at Hou Liai and said loudly: "What did Yahya give you? Money? Women? Rights? Hahaha...Fart, it's not! Yahya He didn’t give you anything, all he gave you was a seemingly tall identity, and in the end you were still a tool under his dictatorship.”

Mecale said this fact straight to the point, and this sentence also severely impacted Hou Liai.

The Gambia has always been under the dictatorship of Yahya, regardless of politics, culture, and economy, so everything Yahya has the final say on.He said that the public is not allowed to contact the outside world, so all TV programs were blocked, except for one radio station that repeatedly played Yahya's video; he said that to introduce foreign investment, all places must support unconditionally, even if they are robbed. a resource; whoever he says is guilty is guilty...

The Gambia under the dictatorship is like a country in a feudal society. Yahya is the emperor.

"I'm a soldier, not a politician." Hou Liai said loudly, "I only know to be loyal to my country and the president, and I don't know anything else!"

When he said this, Hou Liai's face was full of determination, and the light in his eyes revealed a kind of sublime scorching heat.That's right, he is a soldier, and what a soldier has to do is to obey orders and be loyal to the motherland.

"Okay, very good." Mekal applauded Hu Liai lightly, his original smiling face darkened, and he said with viciousness like a poisonous snake in his eyes: "Since General Hou Liai is willing to do this, then I can only say to you I admire you for your integrity, I admit that you are a real soldier, but you are also a foolish, loyal and pedantic soldier."

Hou Liai glanced at Mekal very disdainfully, with a mocking look on his face.

"Mekal, you just want to overthrow the president and become the president yourself, so why do you say such things to me? If you fight, then fight, even if blood flows into rivers, I will bring soldiers to stop your footsteps. We will fight with you Gambia will live and die together, and the true God will never stand on the side of traitors!"

"Wrong!" A violent shout interrupted Hou Liai's words.

At this time, Mekal's face was serious, and there was a color of justice in his eyes, which was full of hope and longing.

"What we need is a democratic and people's regime. We need freedom, freedom of spirit, freedom of public opinion, and freedom of everything. I love my country, I love the people of Gambia, and I love everything about Gambia... ..." As he spoke, Mekal looked affectionately at the sky, pressed his tightly clenched right fist to his chest, and said, "So I want to overthrow Yahya's dictatorship. Only when Yahya is overthrown can Gambia welcome Come true freedom. When there is no dictatorship and corruption, Gambia's sea water will be bluer, the sky of Gambia will be clearer, and the smiles on the faces of the people will be more. Democracy, what we want is democracy, it is for the country The responsibility to the people, the responsibility to the people, is definitely not the responsibility to a certain individual!"

Mekal's voice is very pious and powerful. At this time, he is fighting for democracy and freedom.This is the purest and noblest kind of battle, the battle of the highest spiritual realm, or another kind of holy war.

A sneer appeared on Hou Liai's face, he didn't believe Mekal's words at all, because he knew Mekal well.With two men in charge of the National Guard and one in the Marine Corps, it was clear what kind of man Mecaller was.His rebellion was to replace Yahya for his own dictatorship, and this person was even more brutal than President Yahya.

"Ready to fight!" Hou Liai yelled, brandishing his gun, and he saw Mecale get into the tank while he was laughing.

All the National Guard soldiers immediately stood by, using the bunker built in front of the presidential palace to fight the Marines to the death.

"Bang!" "Poof!..."

A sniper warhead that came out of nowhere penetrated into Hou Liai's chest, and the powerful penetrating force brought his body backwards and hit the ground heavily.

"Charge!" The order to charge came from the Marine Corps.

Three old-fashioned tanks rumbled forward, and the barrels were slowly turned and locked, aiming at the temporary fortifications in front of the presidential palace.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The artillery shells were scattered and fired at the same time, blasting towards the extremely weak fortifications of the National Guard.

The flames rose, and the three fortifications built with sandbags at the forefront collapsed in an instant.During the artillery fire, the National Guard soldiers after the fortifications were abandoned high up, and the raised yellow sand smashed their heads and faces towards their bodies.

"Ah! Ah!..." The screams came from the mouths of the National Guard soldiers. They were too weak to fight against the shells.

The three tanks moved forward in a triangular shape, and the soldiers of the Marine Corps only followed the tanks to capture the presidential palace in this way.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Cannonballs were fired again, and several gaps appeared in the defensive position of the National Guard again, and the soldiers' limbs shattered by the shells were scattered in all directions.

The National Guard soldiers who were waiting solemnly panicked, no one gave them orders, and their general was sniped at the first time.

"Shoot!" Hou Liai's voice suddenly came out, ordering to shoot.

"Da da da..." "Da da da..."

Thousands of guns fired at the menacing marines at the same time, and the jumping bullet casings covered the soldiers' feet in a blink of an eye.

Hou Liai, whose chest was pierced, lay on the ground, quietly listening to the bursting gunshots.His right hand was clutching his chest weakly, blood was gushing from the corner of his mouth, and his eyes were staring at the sky.

Lost, lost, definitely lost...

When the two armies are fighting, no matter whether the coach of either side is seriously injured or killed, they will suffer the ultimate defeat.

"H-Help me up..." Hou Liai said vaguely to the officer next to him who rescued him, trying to stand up.

"General... let's, let's retreat..." the officer looked at the horrible wound on Hou Liai's chest with horror and said.

Upon hearing this, Hou Liai forced a smile, took out a pistol from his lap with great difficulty, looked at the soldier and said to him, "Have you been with me for 13 years?"

The officer nodded.

"You are my most valued and assured subordinate, right?"

The officer nodded again.

With a "bang", the officer's chin was penetrated deep into the brain by a bullet, and he lay dead on the side.

"I'm not dead yet..." Hou Liai wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and roared with all his strength in the hail of bullets: "Those who are in danger on the battlefield, kill them!"

As long as Hou Liai is still alive, he can stabilize the whole situation, otherwise it will be completely defeated in a few minutes.

Hou Liai sat behind a bunker with the support of two soldiers and treated the wound. His treatment of the wound was very simple, he just wrapped the wound tightly with hemostatic gauze, although it had no effect at all.

But Hou Liai is very clear about his current physical condition, he will definitely die this time, his internal organs have been shattered, and he is not dead now because his heart is still temporarily intact.

Hou Liai, who had bandaged his wound, propped himself up on the bunker and pulled the trigger with his rifle.

"Da da da..." A string of inaccurate bullets shot at the tank where Mekal was at the front.

"Keng! Keng! Keng!..." The armor of the tank was sparked by the warhead, completely blocking the warhead.

"Kill! Kill the rebels!" Hou Liai yelled again, so that the soldiers in the position could hear his voice and see him fighting with a rifle.

The general is not dead, the general is still fighting!

After seeing Hou Liai, the soldiers of the National Guard immediately gained confidence, and Hou Liai rallied the morale of the army that was on the verge of collapse, and began to concentrate on resisting the attack of the Marine Corps.

On a tall building in the distance, Rifle and Swart carried individual bazookas to aim at the tanks on both sides of the Marine Corps, and gently pulled the trigger.

"Boom! Boom!..."

Two rockets shot at the two old-fashioned tanks across a beautiful parabolic arc, and landed precisely on the tracks of the tanks.

"Boom! Boom!"

With the sound of an explosion with black and red flames, the tracks of the hit tank fell off and stopped awkwardly on the spot.

The marines who had lost their tanks finally came out from behind the tanks and charged forward with their guns in hand.

"Da da da..." "Da da... da da... da da..."

There were two distinct gunshots, the bursts from the National Guard and the bursts from the Marines.

Seeing the Marine Corps soldiers finally pouring out from behind the tank, the National Guard soldiers hiding behind the bunker rushed out like beasts, holding guns and shooting at each other.

Following this savage impact, soldiers from both sides fell to the ground one after another. Their corpses were like wheat blown down by the wind, layer by layer, one after another.The ones in the front know that they are down, and the ones behind will make up for it immediately. They have thrown away their tactics, and now all they have is courage, the courage to go forward bravely without fear of death.

The two military forces in Gambia began to have a really fierce collision, but when they were fighting extremely, the soldiers of the foreign legion who had been following behind slipped away one by one, and finally all left the battlefield.

"These guys are really barbaric." Drinking Coca-Cola, Blade sat on a chair and commented, continuing to watch the savage fight between the hot weapons on both sides with great interest.

"They have courage." Swart smiled and put the bazooka aside, threw a piece of chocolate into his mouth and asked, "Isn't it?"

No one can refute their courage, although it is only a kind of stupidity to outsiders.