Chapter 1036 'Returning Homeland Mission'

Marco's men were still waiting for the opportunity to counterattack, but they didn't know that under the cover of assault rifles, the trash soldiers who were throwing bombs behind them tried their best to rush forward for ten meters, and threw a few grenades behind the barricade with their hands.

Satin's soldiers were too weak in physical strength, and they couldn't throw grenades far. Someone's grenade could only be thrown a few meters away, and it exploded right in front of his eyes. In fact, he threw only two grenades. But just these two grenades blew up the people behind the barricade.

Those who were bombed had no idea that a grenade would be thrown.

And behind the two grenades, the grenadiers who followed were like ants, and kept throwing the grenades over the barricades several meters high. This time the defenders behind the barricade were completely blown up, and amidst the rumbling explosions were screams of crying father and mother.

Marco himself was knocked unconscious by the blast while holding his head, and when he woke up again, it was a few cronies who were dragging him to run desperately. At the section of the barricade that was defended just now, dozens of defenders were fleeing with their heads in their arms.

"How could this happen?" Marco's mind was boiling like a pot at the moment, he quickly broke free from the drag of his cronies, and shouted at the defenders from other directions to block the gap.

Marko's site was lined with barricades, which also formed a ring of fortifications like the Palace Square. But now that a barricade has been breached, people from other directions are not rushing to help, but watching from a distance in a daze—everyone is waiting for others to go up bravely.

That means no one is going to stand up.

Waiting for Satin's where to go, the waste soldiers struggled to climb over the breach of the barricade, and the two sides basically looked at each other—Marco's men were watching, and Satin's men ran out of ammunition, and neither side knew what to do next.

After waiting stupidly for half a minute, Marco ran out of breath to the pickup truck team he had formed. He was still thinking about using this ace unit to fight back, but now it seems that he can only defend his home first, and then say, "Blast me that barricade that was breached, and kill those bastards who charged up."

The armed pickups are either machine guns or cannons. Although they are not accurate in shooting, they are much more powerful than ordinary rifles. Just when Marco's side regained a little bit of confidence and waited for his boss to show his power and swarm up to launch a counterattack, the barricades in other directions were hit at the same time.

One grenade after another was thrown in again.

Oak and his group finally caught up to pick up the bargain. They used the same stupid rifle cover, and also dropped bombs at close range. A dozen grenades were thrown in, and those who bombed again were thrown off their feet.

The explosion this time was much louder than before. Although there were not many casualties, the sounds coming from all directions gave people a different feeling, as if they were under siege.

Once again, wars in Africa depend entirely on momentum. Don't expect Uncle Hei to have high tactical literacy, let alone their ability to be fearless in times of danger. They often swarm up and scatter, and the two psychology of fearlessness and cowardice can alternate in an instant.

When the barricades in several directions began to be bombed, the defenders behind the barricades immediately magnified the chaos. Dozens of hundreds of people will run around with their legs spread out with the throwing of a few grenades. They are screaming at the top of their voices and scurrying around like headless flies.

When Oak brought people up and shot at the people behind the barricade, Marco couldn't control the chaotic scene, and even his cronies couldn't care about him and started to run away.

"How did this happen?" Seeing that all his personnel were running for their lives, Marco could only jump on his pickup truck team and also started to flee. Although theoretically his subordinates still have the advantage, but under the panic, no one listens to his command.

Watching the video sent back by the drone, Qin Weidong stabilized his mind. The old man commanded the front personnel on the radio, and he must further plunge the enemy into greater chaos.

Today, Mr. Qin is a small test, verifying the feasibility of "using the barbarians to control the barbarians", and confirming that after providing appropriate supplies and organization, the formation of the African servant army has a certain combat effectiveness.

Otherwise, it is impossible to control the whole city with only a dozen or so people in the advance team.

As for the combat effectiveness of the servant army, they are all weak scum anyway, and it is enough for Zhan Liu scum to win Zhan Wu scum. It's not that we want to train the African Liberation Army, as long as it can be used, the requirements are not high.

Seeing that the team of hundreds of people defeated the enemy's 2,000-man camp like a mountain and fled for thousands of miles, Eric, who was in charge of the battle commentary, shook his head repeatedly, saying that it was not because of his cognition, but because of the opponent's weakness. Unpredictable changes have occurred.

"Trust me, those African thugs in the past weren't so bad. They could last a little longer. And in the past, they had better physical fitness, stronger fighting power, and more will to persevere."

Eric made a brief summary, and immediately stopped entangled in the current battle situation. Regardless of whether the previous judgment was right or wrong, he started to let his imagination fly, and said to his companions: "I think the time for our strategic counterattack has come."

Pfft... Zhang Hong was drinking water nearby, and spewed out the whole thing when he heard this sentence.

Eric didn't care, and continued: "Do you still remember the British Prime Minister Churchill during World War II? He allowed the German army to attack London when the strength was insufficient at the beginning of the war, and launched the Normandy landing angrily after the enemy's strength degraded. I think we The current situation is similar.”

Bang Dang... Old Harris was cleaning his gun, and the weapon that was startled by this analogy couldn't hold it steady.

Eric finally waved his arms, "There is no master in Africa now, and the indigenous forces are everywhere. They are barbaric, backward, and ignorant, and they have no right to occupy this land. Remember the Holy Roman Empire? That is when a bunch of barbarians the great nation built in it."

At the end, Eric gave his ultimate point of view in a deep tone: "After suffering from disasters, famine, and severe cold, after enduring blood, suffering, and grief, after going through numbness, confusion, and self-denial , God gave us a chance to go down in history.”

Eric's voice went from low to high, then passionate. Mr. Qin, who was directing and ordering, couldn't help turning his head around, stupefied by this deep and affectionate speech.

But Eric and others didn't care what others thought. They stretched out their arms one after another, palms overlapped, and under the witness of God, they vowed to unite and build a career.

"It's a really good situation right now."

"This is simply the coming of the age of great voyages again."

"Each of us can start a nation on this land."

Eric and the others were full of optimism and positive spirits in the chatter. The battle just now convinced them that the natives in Africa have been completely scumbags, and they are no longer their opponents.

"Hey! What are you going to do?" Seeing that the idiot in front of him was about to leave again, Qin Weidong had to try to stop them again.

But Eric and the others, who were in the middle of their hearts, felt that the time was waiting for no one, and they were eager to take action, "Captain Qin, thank you very much for the information you brought us. We plan to call the underground companions, and they are still waiting for you." Didn't know the situation on the ground had changed dramatically.

Don't worry, we just don't want to be your burden, we also have the bloody spirit to work hard. We still need your help, but we want to seize the current opportunity and make a career out of it. Please allow me to leave for a while, I..., will be back soon. "

Seeing these idiots leaving with confidence to form the 'Homecoming Mission', everyone in the advance team felt that things were going to get out of control again. These guys want to create an era, be careful not to be crushed by the era!