In a brutal and unskilled fight, both sides suffered heavy casualties. The center of the battle was filled with corpses, and blood flowed along the ground to low-lying areas, forming bloody puddles in a short period of time.

You will never see this kind of battle in the civilized world, and you will disdain this kind of battle, but such a stupid battle of courage can give people the greatest shock. All the wildness and ferocity are fully highlighted.

, this is their most glorious way of fighting.

There was a loud buzzing sound, and two armed helicopters flew from the west and rushed straight towards the position held by the National Guard.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!..."

The helicopter fired missiles one after another, turning the position into a sea of ​​fire, followed by a terrifying roar from the onboard cannon.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!..."

The large-caliber aerial cannon warheads mercilessly swept towards the position and into the bodies of the National Guard soldiers.

A thigh exploded from a soldier's body, and blood mixed with minced meat burst out. A white substance splashed onto the soldier's face. It was bone marrow, the marrow in human bones.

"Ouch!..." The soldier howled in unbearable pain, and his unbalanced body fell heavily.

"Bang!" Another bullet was fired at his body, hitting his chest accurately.

Crosstalk was heard as the warhead exploded in the body. A large hole was blown out of his chest, and the shattered internal organs splashed high, flew into the air, and then naturally fell on the soldier's body.

A soldier next to him struggled to climb forward. His body was blown open from the waist, and his legs remained in place. The upper body flowing from the field dyed the ground bright red...

Under the air attack, the National Guard could no longer hold on and finally collapsed and fled backwards, into the presidential palace behind them.

The only remaining tank continued to push forward, running over the corpses piled up in front, making the sound of broken bones. The bright red blood seeped into the track, and then flowed faster after being squeezed. The air was filled with gunpowder smoke and blood, filled with a kind of

A taste that can drive people completely crazy.

With a "boom", the large iron door of the Presidential Palace was shattered under the barrel of the tank, exposing the front building of the palace to the eyes of the Marine Corps.

The tank stopped moving. Mekal got out of the tank, twitched his nose and sniffed the air, and grinned: All the National Guards were defeated. The Presidential Palace was less than a hundred meters in front of him. Once he entered the Presidential Palace, he became the president.

Mekal, who stepped off the tank and was firmly protected by soldiers in the center, glanced at Hu Liai, who was lying in the bunker and raised his eyes, showing deep disdain.

Hu Liai had already expired, and his body was pierced by dozens of bullets. He was bound to die, and he held on for a while just to prevent the soldiers from dispersing too quickly, otherwise more of these soldiers would die.

"This is a soldier, a really stupid soldier." Mekal pointed at Hu Liai and said to the soldiers around him: "Stupid soldiers do not enjoy the treatment of soldiers."

Several soldiers walked over with short rifles and fired at Hu Liai's body.

"Ta-ta-ta..." As the rifle fired, Hu Liai's body was disintegrated, but his eyes were still open, because his eyeballs were shattered by two bullets, leaving bloody eye sockets that were always open.

"Occupy the Presidential Palace." Mekal waved his hand to signal the soldiers to complete the occupation of the Presidential Palace.

"Aow...ow..." A wave of shouts came from the mouths of the soldiers. They rushed towards the presidential palace crazily, hoping to be the first to enter the presidential palace.

The general had promised them that whoever entered the presidential palace first would be eligible to choose anything in the presidential palace, including people.

This is a fierce method of banditry, but this method of motivation is the most effective.

The distance of a hundred meters passed by in an instant amidst the frantic howling of the soldiers. They had already reached the high wall of the Presidential Palace. They only needed to rush into the blasted door to kill the fleeing National Guard soldiers and complete the occupation.

All of Yahya's personal bodyguards have gone abroad with him. These crippled remnants are nothing to worry about. Success is imminent.

There was silence in the Presidential Palace, and the defeated soldiers seemed to be too frightened to make a sound.

But this calmness suddenly gave Mekal a strong sense of danger. He narrowed his eyes and scanned the tall wall, and under the control of intuition, he signaled to the soldiers in front to stop occupying the area.

But this order was given a little late. Something strange appeared on the originally flat wall. Dozens of bricks were smashed out without any warning, revealing holes the size of fists. Then dozens of black gun barrels emerged from

The eyelets are pierced.

Mekal's face froze, and the expression of confidence in victory disappeared without a trace.

"Click, click, click..." The outstretched barrel of the gun spurted out tongues of fire, and fired ferociously at the soldiers who were rushing past.

There are no rifles in these barrels, they are all machine guns.

"Puff puff..." The sound of the bullet entering the body continued to be heard, and a small flower of blood spattered from the body of the Marine Corps soldier, and then he collapsed.

At close range, it was impossible for these hundreds of Marines to escape from the mouths of dozens of machine guns. They were all beaten into pieces and died miserably.

In one minute, in just one minute, almost all the Marines were wiped out. What they faced was not the enemy on the ground, but dozens of machine gun bunkers, not to mention hundreds, even thousands.

Don't even think about rushing past such a machine gun bunker.

"Blow down the wall, knock down the wall!" Mekal shouted loudly at the tank, but as soon as he said these words, he fell into despair.

The rockets fired by more than a dozen individual rocket launchers flew towards the only tank in a network, hitting it hard.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!..." A violent explosion sounded, and the tank turned into a pile of scrap metal.

"Foreign Legion! Foreign Legion!" Mekal got up from the ground to avoid the rockets, turned his head and shouted loudly to the Foreign Legion.

The Foreign Legion is where the real strength lies, and besides, the Foreign Legion promised him.

But when Mekal turned around, he didn't see a single figure from the Foreign Legion at all. They were all gone, and he was abandoned.

Realizing that he was in absolute danger, Mekal retreated back without hesitation. He was betrayed at the critical moment, and now no one would help him.

"Do you still want to leave?" A most familiar voice came from the loudspeaker, that was Yahya's voice.

Hearing Yahya's voice, Mekal's face turned pale, but this expression of despair only flashed past, and was immediately shrouded in ferocity. He stared at the door of the Presidential Palace, with his right hand on the pistol, waiting for Ye Haiya.

The appearance of Haiya.

It was a trap from beginning to end, a trap for Yahya to put himself to death.

Sure enough, Yahya's figure appeared at the inner door of the Presidential Palace, waving to Mekal with a smile on his face.

"Dear cousin, since you are here, why don't you come in and sit down?" Yahya's voice was full of enthusiasm, but everyone could hear the cold murderous intent mixed with this enthusiasm.

Suddenly, Mekal pulled out his pistol and shot Yahya. This was his last chance. If he killed Yahya, he could still succeed.

"boom!"

The pistol he had just drawn was shot away by a sniper warhead, and Mekal's chance was completely lost.

"Puff! Puff! Puff!..." The sound of bullets entering the body was heard, and the soldiers surrounding Mekal fell down one after another. In the blink of an eye, Mekal was left alone standing in the pile of corpses.

middle.

He did not look back to see the direction of the snipers, because he knew that these snipers were all mercenaries of the lurkers, and there were no such outstanding snipers in Gambia.

"Boss, the mission is accomplished." Flashpoint easily reported the situation to Zhao Ziyang while disassembling his sniper rifle.

"Understood." Zhao Ziyang, who was sitting in the Presidential Palace, was playing with a pen and had a smile on his face.

His smile was not because the mission was accomplished, but because Mekal was able to carry out a military coup without hesitation after Karen's death. Love, the magic of love is so great, it's really enviable.

No, no, no, it's not that the magic of love is too great, but that Linghu's medicine is so effective that it can actually make two people fall in love.

"Your smile is very ugly." Pandora, who was sitting opposite Zhao Ziyang, made a voice. Her face was not as bright as before when she faced Zhao Ziyang, and looked a little gloomy.

"No, I am blessing love." Zhao Ziyang smiled and shook his head and said, "Who dares to believe that Mekal rebelled because of his anger at beauty?"

Pandora's face became even more ugly, containing anger.

"This is a blasphemy against love." Pandora said to Zhao Ziyang extremely seriously, pointing out his mistake.

Zhao Ziyang smiled even happier. What a blasphemy against love? It turns out that Pandora can also tell jokes.

"Love belongs to people who live a normal life. Do people like us need love?" Zhao Ziyang said to Pandora easily: "Pandora, you should know that love is an unobtainable luxury for people like us.

Maybe it really exists, but we will never have it."

"You have blasphemed love!" Pandora still insisted on her own ideas.

Zhao Ziyang shrugged his shoulders in a Western style to express his helplessness. He did not feel that he had blasphemed any love. Yes, under his own direction, something happened between Mekal and Karen, and then he killed Karen with the help of Yahya.

, and then encourage Mekal to carry out military rebellion, but what does their love have to do with themselves? Desecration? Love is usually desecrated by the two parties who love each other, and has nothing to do with others.

"Do you believe in love?" Zhao Ziyang avoided the word blasphemy and asked Pandora.

"Believe it!" Pandora nodded vigorously.

Incomprehensible!

This is Zhao Ziyang's evaluation of Pandora, but he is very happy because Pandora behaves more and more like a woman. But for love, he can only say sorry because he does not deserve it. From his own

From a perspective, I and Angel are not in love...

Mekal outside the Presidential Palace has already figured out the cause and effect of this, with a defeated expression on his face. The lurker did not want to help him at all, and everything was done to cooperate with Yahya to get rid of him.

Instead of decadence, ridicule clearly appeared on Mekal's face. He was laughing at himself. But he didn't know why he was laughing at himself. Is it because he was angry for a beauty or because he believed in the lurker too much?
Chapter completed!