Bann was furious like an erupting volcano. Maps, tables, chairs, computers, and all kinds of messy objects were thrown wildly by him. A pistol had been shot by him for more than a dozen magazines, and the command tent was filled with light-transmitting bullet holes.

After roaring for more than ten minutes, when Bann walked out of the tent, the trembling confidants around him were shocked to find that the image of his leader had changed drastically. The original Bann was cruel and gloomy, but now he was furious and furious, with rough hair standing up one by one, and his furious face was like a wounded beast.

"Do you think I'm going to be finished?" Bain looked like a blade and glanced at his frightened cronies. He said in a low tone: "If I'm going to be finished, you won't be able to live a good life. No one will give you your current life and status. The Aurora Legion will treat you as black slaves."

At this moment, the commanders of various troops under him were around Bain. Although they were dissatisfied with Bain, they also knew that their power came from the entire group. When the news of Soyo's occupation came, they immediately felt that they had lost their foundation and their will was shaken.

The power without the perfect logistics base will not exist for too long. How pitiful are people wandering around? There are countless living examples that appear in front of everyone.

The situation was so urgent that someone immediately said in a deep voice: "Bann, let's fight back and ask for an appointment immediately."

This is the easiest solution, but it is also the most difficult solution. Bain denied this opinion in one sentence, "Even if we return to Soyo smoothly and find that the entire Soyo was blown up, what should we do? Can we still kill Luanda?"

The greatest value of Soyo is that there is a well-preserved refinery there, and it is very close to the Cabinda Oilfield to the north, which is a rare industrial base. But it is too easy to destroy it, and a fire is enough.

If you work hard to return to Soyo but find that your nest has been destroyed, no one has the confidence to lead your subordinates back to Luanda. There is no future or hope, I am afraid that a large number of people will turn against the Aurora Legion on the way.

The soldier can save his life if he turns against him, but these senior officers around Bann can't think of living a good life. Thinking about this relationship clearly, Bann will naturally not look back. He shouted sternly: "Capture Luanda and do his best to defeat Luanda. If you can't defeat this city, we will all be done."

Taking advantage of their strength and superiority of troops and equipment, Baen's 30,000 men immediately launched a tide-like attack on Luanda's legion positions. Large caliber heavy artillery bombarded the wide minefield, and the explosion caused countless mines. Several passages to enter the city were opened in the earth-shaking fireworks.

This desperate situation immediately put great pressure on Zhou Qingfeng, who was guarding the city, and many fronts were reporting to him the enemy's powerful offensive.

"There is a gap in the minefield in Area B, and at least ten battalions of enemies have entered."

"The Kaquaco area is in fierce battle, and the expeditionary suicide squads reported being hit by heavy artillery and suffered heavy losses."

"Our artillery is fighting back, but all the enemy planes are rushing over, and our air defense is equal to a blank."

News came one after another to the "Doomsday" train, and the armored monster had been hiding on the temporary urgent railway. Wen Tianyu, as the chief of staff, was much more calm at the moment, but he still looked at Zhou Qingfeng with a cold face on the side from time to time.

"Are we going back a little longer? Avoid his edge?" Wen Tianyu asked.

"Stand firmly, don't give up in an inch of land." Zhou Qingfeng said it firmly this time without hesitation. "Since the enemy has entered the city, then fight in street battles. Fight one house after another until he dies."

"But just by the number of less than 10,000 people in the Expedition Expenditure Squad? If we fight hard, we will suffer a loss." Wen Tianyu was only short of saying, "The loss will completely collapse."

"My expeditionary suicide squad will always be full of morale!" Zhou Qingfeng waited for the opportunity to fight in close combat for a long time. He walked to a radio station and ordered all grassroots combat units to listen to his speech at the same time.

"Soldiers, I am Victor Hugo, the commander of the Aurora Legion who gave you pain and hope. I led you across tens of thousands of kilometers to Africa, and I want you to serve me. You should all understand that when the battle begins, the suicide squad will face death.

At this moment, any hesitation and retreat are meaningless. Only by fighting can you survive. If you don’t fight back, you won’t be liberated; if you don’t defeat the enemy, you won’t be rewarded; if you don’t destroy the enemy, you will always be untouchables.

So..., fight to the end!"

Zhou Qingfeng's words were full of blood, just like the ruthless demon king driving his poor slave. The reality is that "if you don't fight, you will die." When he ordered the Expeditionary Death Squad to fight for him, the "hero" attribute covers the entire battlefield.

All suicide squads were selected from refugees. After all the despair and suffering, they had long understood that everything had to be fought for by themselves. Now Zhou Qingfeng's words immediately locked the morale of thousands of expeditionary suicide squadrons on the battlefield at the highest point.

Excited, courageous, fearless, all kinds of emotions surged into the hearts of the suicide squadrons. Zhou Qingfeng could not directly improve their combat effectiveness, but could allow them to exert their due strength 100%.

As the captain of the Mutant Guard, Marco was stationed on the front line by Zhou Qingfeng. Looking at the vaguely jumping enemy soldiers appearing among the buildings in the distance, it turned around and looked at the suicide squadrons holding the steel gun, grinned and said, "Don't be afraid, just think that the enemy is a weak chicken."

The face of a mutant usually makes people feel terrible and disgusted, but it gives people great confidence on the battlefield. With this monster-level combat machine leading the team, the suicide squad behind them will not feel that it is bad for ugliness, but they realize that victory is not impossible.

With a bang, a shell shot from afar hit the building where Marcos was staying. The enemy also felt that this solid building was the key point to control the surrounding streets. The shelling exploded a large hole in the wall of the building, and the falling sand and soil stuffed Marcos' mouth.

Bah... Marcos spat, and then looked at the death squad behind him, and he grinned again, "Baby guys, you are good. Pull out the anti-tank missile and knock that cannon for me."

It is too difficult for mutants to operate the "Red Arrow-73", but the death squadron with stable emotions and strong will can be used. The assembled missile quickly shot out of the dilapidated windows of the building, and the target pointed to an assault gun that suddenly appeared more than ten blocks away.

Hundreds of Bann's soldiers were alternately covering and advancing forward. Seeing the missiles flying out, they immediately fired at the launching position, intending to interfere with the control of the line-guided missiles. After the missile was launched, Marco immediately waved and shouted and beat me hard!
Chapter completed!