Scholar’s Advanced Technological System

East Africa.

Erwag region.

There are higher levels of sea, mountainous areas, scarcity of freshwater resources, neither rich minerals nor fertile arable soils, but exhaustive poverty and backwardness.

With the exception of extremist forces, civilian armed forces and large and small arms dealers, almost no one would be interested in this infinite land.

And even for those interested here, this interest is rarely directed at the land itself, but to cities, villages and people around which oil is still available. The humanitarian convoys are stationed.

Usually, despite looting, kidnapping, they rarely hurt their lives, and the nearby ZF authorities, while hating this disease, have no ambition over the tumor. While more than once the neighbouring countries have applied for military assistance, it is natural that the authorities will not easily be able to reach Nodded because of the distressing concerns of God.

As a result, this three-pronged zone, filled with chaos and evil, maintains for more than a dozen years a balance with a strange tacit and serves as a breeding ground for the plague of terror.

However, this situation has recently been somewhat unexpected.

A large number of military units have begun to assemble the area, and police and militias in nearby towns have set up checkpoints and checkpoints along traffic corridors to circle the entire region and beyond.

Even the wild goats of livelihood in the vicinity can smell the flame medicinal smell in the air and begin to migrate east.

Like moving towards a bunch of gasoline barrels, a stable Erwag area has been maintained for decades, like boiling water and boiling water for a moment.

“Why don’t you let this suck?”

On the side of General Kazno, Colonel Abbati watched the defensive work far away and said, “What, anyway, is the main people on this land not our Somalis, so that they can’t kill themselves?”

Elwager is a hard bone.

Even if the United States Army landed here, it was difficult to remove the tumor from the desert in a short time.

Of course, the most important problem is that armed elements active on the ground are not at all able to cross them in the field of a positive battle, but that they will be guerrillas with complex terrain and with them.

Don’t say now that they have only three infantry men here, it’s hard to take advantage of it even more than doubling.

“Because the fools who occupy this region did something stupid, they completely disturbed a new hegemony. Now we have to convince the super-Power in the east that we have nothing to do with these people.”

With the telescopes in hand, General Qazno’s vision, like Old Ying, is full of weight. “In any case, they promise to support us in recovering this region and will help us rebuild it.”

“Support? How do you support it? An air strike? Or a leaflet?”

In saying that, Colonel Abbati’s face is full of mockery.

This is a mistake that all outsiders will make when they are involved in the situation in Somalia.

When those armed elements are integrated into zero into cities, alleys, deep mountains, there will be no effect even if they are to use all the fighters at the nearby United States Air Force base.

This battle is destined to be unsuccessful.

There

will be no substantial progress except to allow the situation in areas where stability is difficult to stabilize again and to show other States their inability to deal with military conflicts abroad.

“They did not state in detail that we waited for their news,” Put down the telescope in our hands, General Katzno did not make any comments, but simply said, “We don’t have to fight the front, and we waited quietly.”

…

On a crossroads of hills, with a telescope in Marsh’s hands dressed by shepherds, looking forward to the presence of a distant regular army, the expression in his eyes is filled with shadows.

At this point, a man with a strong body, behind his back, climbed up his head from the mountains behind him and reported to him in a tense tone.

“The Somali authorities have gathered at least three teachers here, and it seems that they are ready to pack us up.”

“What about the border between Kenya and Ethiopia?”

I swallowed the salmon, and the man with the black skin said,

“They have closed the border and increased patrols…”

The retreat has been sealed.

The situation is rather serious, and it can even be said that critical moment has been reached.

But this man, who has a beard, is not afraid of nothing but a cruel smile in his mouth.

His troops, or the tribe, are armies on this land of no Lord. One of the valves, and in addition to him, livelihood has many other large and small armies. The valves.

While they are usually scattered, all armed forces active in this generation will temporarily put down contradictions and stand outside the same line once they are invaded by “external forces” or who tries to end the chaos in the area.

Marrakech is not worried that he may lose.

And not to say that he had a few million dollars worth of arms in his hands, even without them, he had never been afraid of the armies of the three countries near him.

Once the war was dragged into a brutal sawing war, displaced refugees would hit the entire East African region. At the same time, under the two-pronged approach of internal and external pressures, the first one that cannot be sustained must be the weak Somali authorities.

At this point, however, his heart has raised a sense of anxiety.

It’s like being stared at by a fierce wild beast.

Suddenly conscious of what, Marsh jumped up, moved towards the sky.

But there’s nothing but a clear cloud, not the shadow of a fighter, or even a large cloud.

Is that a misunderstanding?

There is growing anxiety.

He suddenly saw a few black spots when he couldn’t hold his fist tight.

That’s a little black.

If it wasn’t too intensive, if it wasn’t just looking at that direction, he’d even ignore it.

There was a move on the throat, and Marsh’s hand stretched to the telescope, and he said a word with consciousness.

“Fuck, what is that?”

However, he has not yet been completely exported, and the tremendous shock has come from his feet, and he has almost turned him over the ground with two kilometers of rolling together with smoke and fire.

而当他站稳了身子，定睛向那个方向看去，胸中的气血一下子冲到了脑袋上。

“No…”

That’s where he deployed the ammunition bank in the vicinity, with at least two marches that could be armed. Shots and IED.

And staring at the lights of the sky and staring at the eyes of Marsh with blood, it was frightened to search in the sky and try to find out where the air strike came from.

However, the enemy seems to be non-existent, and each landing artillery is like a long eye.

Only the flames of the earth that are constantly bright, as well as the fixed defense facilities and ammunition depots that have been cleared, have declared what is flying on their heads and unleashed the fierce fire on them.

Marsh grabbed the chauffeur, roared with all his energy, directed the surviving men to move ammunition to a safe place, and ordered the soldiers on the front to move away immediately and prepare for a divisive fight between zero and hostile ground forces.

At this point, however, Marathon not at all realize that the first round of air strikes is only a test start.

The nightmares belonging to all of them have just begun.

The

black spot flowing in the air finally reveals all its true content.

It’s a black coffin that’s stuck in the umbrella.

Their size is slightly smaller than the empty landing deck of the orbital air force, but it is not much larger.

Under the cover of the air strikes, they are just like a kilometre, and they are steadily dispersed all over the battlefield and are stationed directly on the ground.

Soon, after the smooth landing, the doors on the four walls of the black coffin were opened, revealing a drone embedded on the side of the hatch.

The

signal lights are almost all bright in the instant, accompanied by electric motor noise, a drone, like a bee from the nest, killed a wolf battlefield under the common direction of satellites and the end of the ground.

Those drones are bigger than those of two adults, and if there are about four masks on the wing, the bottom of the plate hangs a small calibre of guns and discernible bullets, often a leap can drop a bloody storm.

The lights of the sky and the flames of fire fired at them lighten the fears on the face of each armed element, and the aerial attacks launched from nowhere almost destroyed the ammunition depot that they were deployed on the ground and in the tunnel, and now they had to face a bloody “bee”.

Those little guys who want to break up with 100 meters are almost impossible, and in contrast, they can come on the battlefield with flexibility.

Marrsh knows what drone is, compared to most of his compatriots, who have seen “worlds” in North Africa because of the experience he has experienced with mercenaries and United States military dealers.

In

fact, it’s easy to hit something like that, and when they come in stupid minds, you can basically pull it off in the direction of them.

Even guns don’t have to be needed. Pick up a rock, maybe.

He was surprised, however, that these drones, like long minds, would not only use cover and fire, but also know that they would be surgically cleared by using simple firepower to suppress copied tactics.

It’s like every drone has a professional field engineer in the back.

…

The lights of the sky almost capture the wind of the sun, and the rolling smoke from the hills, the walls, the dry woods, and the clouds of the sky. The winds of rolling out of yellow sand cut through a wolf battlefield, as if they were carrying a piece of iron rusty.

Not only are Marsh searching for the bomber’s tracks, looking outside five kilometres at the regular Somali army, but also those border guards who are waiting at Soni and Sore’s border, even the United States military base 100 kilometres away, all of whom are trying to find out where the aerial attack came from.

There was no trace of the plane on their radar.

Don’t say it’s a plane. Not even a big bird!

Guns?

但这怎么可能？！

Where’s the artillery in the world?

And most importantly, how did they find those ammunition depots?

Guess what?

On the front line, General Kazno put down the telescope in his hand, which had been filled with shock in his eyes.

And standing next to him, Colonel Abbati, who had previously had a blind face, was similarly shaken by the face of the same shock as dumbstruck.

He swallowed the salmon, and he opened his mouth.

“DOES PLA HAVE A WARNING ATTACK?”

“Yes.”

“Did you hear the bells?”

“No, their carriers are probably still in the East Sea.”

“What plane can fly so far?”

“Don’t know, don’t ask me.”

“So we go forward?”

“… get in the car first.”

The fighting has taken this step, and there is no vacuum.

An emergency programme previously discussed at the battle conference seems to have no chance of using it.

Of course, this is a good thing. There is no doubt.

Even, there is a strong feeling in his heart.

This war may be over soon.