The CSH-2 Rooival Stone Kestrel armed helicopter passed over the sand mountain, hovered five hundred meters away from the desert base, and launched an air-to-ground strike in a Z-shaped pattern.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The air-to-surface missiles roared out with their long tails, roaring towards the military fortifications in the station.

As the three flames rose, the three turrets in the station were reduced to rubble in the explosion, causing the entire station to lose half of its firepower to withstand air attacks.

"Bang bang bang..."

The anti-aircraft machine guns and anti-aircraft cannons in the station sprayed out flames at the same time, shooting at the three CSH-2 Rooivals, trying to knock down the Archaeopteryx and the others.

The three CSH-2 Rooivals were not impatient in the face of the artillery fire, and quickly took off. At the moment of taking off, the two armed helicopters on the left and right quickly flew past in an east-west direction, getting rid of the artillery attack, and then circled around and separated.

Attacks were launched again from the east and west sides of the station.

The helicopter in Archaeopteryx posture quickly reared up, and after reaching the highest point, it showed an S-shaped flight path. At the same time, the two air-to-ground missiles were drawn out brilliantly again.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!..."

Six air-to-ground missiles instantly shrouded the station in flames. The powerful explosive power of the missiles destroyed the locked military targets and spread to surrounding soldiers, causing numerous casualties to the Green Liberation Front soldiers.

There was chaos and wailing in the station. They were unprepared and were caught off guard. In the chaos, two heavy missile vehicles and anti-aircraft missile launchers drove out of the garage. The missile launchers slowly took off, locking in the air strike against them.

Armed helicopters. At the same time, several light rocket launchers also began to enter combat status, aiming directly at the CSH-2 Rooival.

But at this moment, the three helicopters circled a minimal arc, quickly broke away from the battle circle and retreated south.

The purpose of harassment has been achieved, and there is no need to continue. Moreover, three helicopters cannot take down the rebel camp. What they are doing is just a surprise attack. If the opponent deploys heavy firepower and air defense forces for a comprehensive defense, even a helicopter brigade will not be able to gain anything.

good.

Snipers and sudden helicopter attacks partially damaged the water source and some fortifications of the rebel camp, causing chaos. The biggest problem they face now is drinking water, and drinking water for hundreds of people is the top priority.

However, this problem was temporarily solved. The vehicle transporting clean water returned to the station during the hottest time in the afternoon, bringing sweet and clear water.

It's just that the team was much later than expected. After asking, we learned that the car's engine overheated and broke down halfway. This situation is normal, and vehicles driving in the desert are prone to such situations.

The rebels who received the water supply immediately distributed water per capita. Under the limited limit, it was guaranteed that everyone would get a tank for quenching their thirst. Under high alert, the soldiers received water distribution according to the establishment. Many soldiers received the water after receiving it.

He prayed to the sky, raised his head and drank every drop of water.

It seems that this is just a tentative attack by the government, and there should be a more intense battle next.

The rebels have stepped up their vigilance, and their air defense deployments are in full operation to guard against possible air attacks. At the same time, they spend a lot of diesel fuel to drive generator sets to ensure that the radar operates around the clock so that they can respond as quickly as possible when the enemy is discovered.

During the day, we spent the day amidst the lingering power and tension of the war. Except for the reinforced sentries at the station, which were three times more than usual, the other soldiers went into sleep. There were no lights in the station, because the lights would indicate the enemy's targets, all sentries, and machine guns.

The tower is all responsible for its own safety and security tasks in the dark, and the only thing quiet is the sand wind blowing by.

"Bang!" The sudden and shrill sound of gunfire broke the tranquility of the station, and a sentry let out a short and pitiful cry and fell to the ground.

The sound of gunfire alarmed the entire station, a shrill siren sounded, and all the sleeping soldiers immediately put on their clothes and rushed out, firing guns.

"Bang!" The sentry in charge of the machine gun tower was shot in the chest and rolled down from the machine gun tower.

A rebel soldier who shot and killed him rushed to the machine gun tower and pulled the trigger on his comrade without mercy.

"Ta-ta-ta..." The heavy machine gun spurted out fiery tongues of fire, killing a pair of sentries brutally in an instant, and the smell of blood immediately filled the air.

"Enemy attack! Enemy attack!" the soldier controlling the machine gun tower shouted in warning, turned the gun again and pulled the trigger at the soldiers who came out to gather.

"Da da da..." "Puff puff..."

The machine gun fired heavy bullets into the dense crowd, and the warhead penetrated the bodies of the soldiers, taking away one life after another. The sentry controlling the machine gun seemed to be oblivious, his eyes full of hatred, and continued to shoot his companions.

"Click, click, click..." Several other machine gun towers also sprayed out tongues of flame at the same time and pulled the triggers on their comrades.

The group of soldiers who had just come out to assemble were unable to withstand heavy machine gun fire, and they all looked for bunkers to protect themselves and put themselves in a safe place.

After this group of soldiers dropped a large number of corpses and entered a safe area, several machine gun towers began to fire at each other, seeming to regard each other as invading enemies.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!..."

The sound of rifles rang out, and several soldiers who had escaped the machine gun fire suddenly fell down. They looked in disbelief at their companions who pulled the trigger on them with cold faces. The thick smell of gunpowder smoke and blood began to spread over a large area, and everyone breathed it.

of the heart.

"Bastard!" an officer yelled at his comrade who killed his comrade.

"Bang!" A bullet penetrated the officer's chin, penetrated the head and came out from the occipital bone. Blood spurted onto the face of a soldier behind him.

The blood-stained soldier's eyes changed, becoming frightened and ferocious. Without hesitation, he held his gun against his comrade in front and pulled the trigger to kill him.

"boom!"

A blood flower splashed out, and another soldier fell to the ground. The bright red blood slowly flowed out and seeped into the thirsty land.

A strange situation happened. In the camp filled with gunpowder smoke and blood, all the soldiers showed horror and madness. They did not hesitate to pull the trigger on their comrades and shoot them. Their faces after shooting were clear.

He felt a sense of relief, but before he could relax, he was shot dead by another soldier.

"Da da da..." "Bang! Bang! Bang!..."

Creepy weirdness swept through the entire station, and the soldiers of the Green Liberation Front began to kill themselves crazily. They seemed to have become walking zombies, forgetting their memories, and walking like zombies.

Corpses fell one by one, and soldiers with their bodies pierced could be seen everywhere in the spacious station. The killing was spreading, and they roared among themselves to kill each other.

A heavy vehicle loaded with missiles drove out and drove to the center of the station. The soldier driving the vehicle picked up a rocket launcher and stood on the missile vehicle. He looked around with hatred at his imaginary enemies, and without hesitation he fired at the vehicle.

Pull the trigger on the missile.

The moment he pulled the trigger, he shouted his last words: Down with the dictator Gaddafi, democracy will win!

"Boom!" An extremely violent explosion sounded, and a ball of red flames burst out dozens of meters into the sky. The missile was detonated by the rocket, and a huge crater with a radius of more than ten meters appeared in the center of the station.

None of the soldiers within a hundred meters of the surrounding area survived; their bodies were torn to pieces by shrapnel, or their internal organs were shattered by the shock wave. The scene was so cruel that it was hard to fathom.

The sound of gunfire became fainter until it disappeared completely.

There was a dead silence in the station, and the burning fire dyed the station red. Under the firelight, broken limbs could be seen everywhere, making the place feel like hell.

Thousands of soldiers did not die in the battle with Gaddafi's army, but all died under the guns of their own people.

A convoy of military Humvees drove into the Green Liberation Front camp that had become a cemetery. Zhao Ziyang led the lurker mercenaries on the scorched earth full of blood.

"Bang! Bang!..."

The devil raised his hand and shot two soldiers who luckily survived, then took out his thermal imager and scanned them slowly.

"There, there!" The devil pointed at two houses.

The rifled and bladed gun quickly approached, took out the grenade and threw it in.

"Boom! Boom!" The explosion sounded, and half of the house was shaken.

The human heat source on the thermal imager gradually dimmed, and finally disappeared from the screen. All Green Front soldiers died, leaving no one alive.

"If you want to destroy it, you must first make it crazy." Zhao Ziyang muttered to himself and turned to look at Pandora.

"TOC-2, the original craz 2 psychoactive drug, can immerse people in killing and war. When the smell of war is inhaled into the lungs through the sense of smell, it will be transmitted to the olfactory area of ​​the brain through the nervous system. In the role of the drug

Under this condition, the olfactory area will receive the greatest stimulation, and then the olfactory area will transmit the signal to the hippocampus area of ​​the brain to extract the memory of the enemy in previous wars, and infinitely amplify this memory, causing their war thinking to dominate, and all the activities in front of them will be destroyed.

People become their own enemies and kill each other without hesitation." Pandora said very easily, with a trace of pride and pride on her face.

This kind of TOC-2, which can allow thousands of people to fight each other, was made by her from the American Institute of Biochemistry, and was all used in this mission.

800 lives disappeared like this, disappeared in the hands of Pandora's TOC-2 hallucinogen. This was a massacre, a bloody massacre, even though they did not shoot these soldiers with their own hands.

"We are indeed executioners." Omo sighed as he looked at the corpses on the ground.

People will die in wars. Except for the different ways of death, the results are the same. There is no need for mercy or repentance for the living beings after the war. That is the greatest hypocrisy and the greatest moral hypocrisy.

"We are still butchers." Daofeng said casually with a self-deprecating smile.

"You are wrong." Zhao Ziyang shook his head and denied what the two said. A trace of sadness flashed in his eyes, and he whispered: "We are actually nothing, we are just poor people struggling to survive. You, me, him

We are all wretches, we will be killed when we stop killing, executioners and butchers are just our instinct to survive."

After saying this, everyone fell silent. They knew that they were indeed poor people, just like Zhao Ziyang said, poor people who had no choice but to survive.

There will be no turning back when you become a mercenary. This will become your lifelong career. You can choose to retire. After retirement, you will receive the attention of the government and will be pursued relentlessly by your enemies. So there is only one choice: keep doing it!

Until one day you die on the battlefield and your body cannot be found, your comrades will sing you a mercenary song to see you off, and then you will be forgotten.

The living space you strive for all your life will only make you die a little later, that's all!

"Okay." Zhao Ziyang clapped his hands and said loudly: "Guys, pack up and wait for Gaddafi to send troops to take over. Our mission is completed. French wine and Chinese meals are waiting for us. Of course, there are also people from

Charming girls from all over the world.”

"Ouch...I want a Japanese girl!" Dao Feng shouted excitedly.

"I want to eat boiled fish." Omo grinned.

"Hey, boss, can I have a Chinese girl?" Rifling, who was more dandy than a blade, demanded.

"If they are willing..."

"..."

The cemetery-like station echoed with the strange screams of the former mercenaries, who seemed extremely happy and excited. But when you listen carefully, you will find that their happiness and excitement have nothing to do with their mood, but are just an extremely depressed feeling.

vent.
Chapter completed!