The shot he had just fired was still flying in the sky, and Long Zhan hurriedly gave Thorne another order.
Whether the "Italian artillery" hit or not was not directly observed by Long Zhan, so there was no way to get specific results.
The only thing that can be done is to fire a few more rounds to ensure that the explosion damage is enough.
After receiving the order, Thorne immediately organized the operation and fired two more mortar rounds in less than 10 seconds.
After the contractor fired three consecutive mortar shells, the mercenary's "infantry and tank coordination" attack continued.
A mercenary hurriedly ran towards the palm forest and came to the bald white man who was in charge of the battle. He was sweating and panting and reported: "Boss... boss, our cannon... the cannon is gone."
"What?"
The bald white man's expression changed drastically. He grabbed the mercenary by the collar and shouted, "What did you say? Explain the situation clearly to me."
"Our mortar is gone. It was blown up by the cannon from the opposite side." the mercenary replied nervously.
"This is impossible, how could they hit it? Our cannon is 1,500 meters behind, how did they accurately locate it?" The bald white man was extremely shocked.
"I, I don't know."
The mercenary who made the report also couldn't understand, because he was afraid that the boss would take out his anger on him, and he was anxious and afraid that the sweat on his face would become even bigger.
"Tmd, are these guys so evil?"
The bald white man pushed the mercenary away and angrily kicked the palm tree next to him.
He looked up at the heavy machine guns roaring in the distance, at the mercenaries who were being knocked to the ground by the harvest, and at the attacking formation that was being pressed hard to move forward.
No matter how unwilling the bald white man was, he had to make an immediate decision.
"Retreat, stop attacking, retreat immediately."
After the bald white man gave the order loudly, he glanced at the Jagda base with angry eyes, turned angrily and walked back to the palm forest.
As the bald white man's instructions were conveyed, the attacking mercenaries quickly retreated like a tide.
Compared to attacking like a tortoise crawling and retreating as fast as a cunning hare, the difference in speed between the two is at least 10 times.
The attacking mercenaries were defeated for the third time, and the fierce exchange of fire ceased.
The contractor, who was immersed in high pressure and struggled to defend, was finally able to put down his gun and take a breath, and took a sip of water to relieve his hands that were sore from shooting.
"The enemy may launch an attack at any time, so we should seize the time to repair fortifications and adjust weapons and equipment."
"Send all the remaining ammunition up. The enemy's next attack will become more and more fierce. We must do our best to defend it."
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Cook and Bobby, as Long Zhan's right-hand assistants, took advantage of the break in the battle to immediately get busy, saving Long Zhan a lot of energy.
The contractor team members who wanted to take a rest had to refresh themselves and follow the instructions to complete various tasks.
"Successful. The enemy has retreated again. You must have knocked out the platoon artillery. Guys, you did a great job."
Looking at the battlefield where the mercenaries retreated and returned to peace, Long Zhan did not hesitate in his words of praise, and he felt comfortable and praised Thorne and his party.
Then he gave some instructions to Thorne and the other three, asking them to try their best to protect themselves and the only Italian cannon on hand.
Long Zhan left the backyard of the main building and returned to the main battlefield ahead.
Personally check the casualties in the four directions, bullet consumption, weapon damage, etc., and then make further adjustments according to the situation.
Ensure that the defense strength in the four directions is equal so that no one direction becomes the enemy's breakthrough point.
Under the intensive preparations at the Jiagedaq base, the mercenaries did not launch any further attacks, and the time came to noon unknowingly.
Long Zhan looked around through the telescope and found that the mercenaries who were not attacking were still lingering around.
It's just that the distance is getting farther.
From the beginning, they were less than 300 meters apart from each other, but now they have retreated to five or six hundred meters away, and they are still encircling the entire Jagheda base.
The mercenaries surrounded them without fighting or leaving. Long Zhan could easily guess their intentions.
"The plan of using mortars to attack heavy machine guns failed. Instead, our own mortars were blown up by us. These bastards must be thinking of other ways, more practical and effective ways, to knock out four of my heavy machine guns.
They will definitely not launch any more attacks until they find a way."
Long Zhan dismissed the mercenaries' intentions and secretly guessed what method the mercenaries would use next to try to knock out the four heavy machine guns at the base.
"Could it be that we are planning to get a cannon with a longer range and take advantage of the range advantage to launch a second wave?"
"Or maybe we can get a rearless cannon and shoot it head-on to destroy the heavy machine gun? If that's the case, it would be quite troublesome."
"It's okay to have a main battle tank. We really can't guard against it, but the probability is still very low."
"Or... use airplanes to fight? This probability should be unlikely. How can mercenaries have airplanes? Whether it is armed helicopters or bombers, it is unrealistic."
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Long Zhan has conceived many methods. In addition to getting recoil guns and rocket launchers, the other methods are not very likely.
Because these aircraft, tanks, cannons, etc. must only be owned by the regular army.
There are absolutely no mercenaries!
In the three consecutive waves of attacks on the Jagheda base, all mercenaries appeared. In addition to local black Africans, there were white, yellow and brown-skinned people who obviously did not belong here.
Not even a single shadow of the National Defense Forces under Montero was seen.
Long Zhan, who has been on the battlefield for a long time and is familiar with political characteristics, can already guess the reason for this situation through this abnormal phenomenon.
Ninety-nine percent of the time, Montero was worried that international public opinion would become sour and lead to protests from various countries and organizations.
In this era that is increasingly becoming a global village, no matter which warlord force in which country obtains state power in any way, no matter how many variables there are, one thing remains unchanged.
That is to gain international recognition and carry out normal political and trade exchanges with other countries in order to stabilize the regime.
It's impossible for a person to work behind closed doors.
Otherwise, the domestic economy will not be able to develop effectively, foreign aid and cheap food items will not be able to enter the country, and the country will not be able to produce them, and the people will still live in dire straits.
Even if you hold a legal passport from your own country, it will not be recognized by other countries, and you will not even be able to take a step outside the country.
Under such a bad national environment, the new regime will definitely not be able to sustain for long, or it will be overthrown again by others soon.
Montero definitely doesn't want to be a short-lived "emperor", so he must avoid these problems.