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Cover up the facts

Although these Tuaregs also had a bonfire, they didn't know how to choose a campsite, and Alva, who was in a state of desperation tonight, ignored this matter.

The campsite they chose looks fine on the surface, but looking down from the surrounding heights, it can be found that the campsite chosen by Alva and the Tuareg militants tonight is a depression on the mountain. small basin.

And this kind of terrain is a big taboo in the jungle. It is not a big problem at night, but when the temperature starts to drop, the floating miasma will sink down the hillside from all directions, and finally gradually merge into the into this depression.

As for the Tuareg militants, if they were standing, there would be nothing wrong with passing here. However, the rapid march of this day was over mountains and ridges, and they kept running into traps, and they would "fight fiercely" with the enemy for a while from time to time. .

After camping at night, the Tuareg militants who had undergone high-intensity exercise for more than two consecutive days were exhausted. Even the elite Tuareg militants could not withstand such exhaustion.

So when the gang of militants ate something to fill their stomachs, most of them lay down on the spot and fell asleep regardless of their care, but they didn't notice at all that the **** of death was quietly walking towards them. At this time, the miasma had begun to flow into the depression along the hillside without knowing it.

At first, no one felt anything, but when the Tuareg militants who were assigned to be on duty came to change the guard, they did not see their replacement companions coming to change the guard, so some sentries went to call those who should take over to get up and change. Gang, it's their turn to rest.

But after yelling for a while, some Tuareg militants found that something was wrong. Some Tuareg militants couldn't wake up anyway. Even if some woke up, they couldn't stand up limply. Feeling dizzy and nauseous, she lay on the ground and vomited.

Some Tuareg militants had bleeding from their mouths and noses and fell into a coma. The militants who realized that something was wrong at this moment panicked and immediately started yelling. Alva didn't sleep at this time. He sat on the root of a big tree and asked the guards to shine their flashlights on the map, making various marks on the map, measuring and calculating distances, and at the same time planning tomorrow's action plan.

And he was sitting on a relatively high ground, so he was not affected by the miasma. When he heard the panicked screams of the soldiers, Alva stood up suddenly and cursed: "What's wrong! What happened? ?”

At this time, a Tuareg militant soldier ran over in a panic and shouted to Alva: "Captain Alva! Something has happened, and many people have been poisoned!" When Alva heard this, his scalp felt a little numb. He rushed out, grabbed the messenger and shouted loudly, "What did you say?"

"Sir! Many people have been poisoned. Just now when the sentries were changing, they found no one to take over, so they went to wake up the soldiers who took over. But many people couldn't wake up. Even if some people were woken up, they still felt dizzy. Headache, vomiting and convulsions, many people fainted, mouth and nose bleeding!"

Alva became anxious when he heard this, and immediately rushed to the campsite. At this time, the Tuareg soldiers who were lucky enough not to be poisoned were calling for their companions lying unconscious on the ground, and the whole camp was in chaos. .

Alva immediately ordered to strengthen the vigilance, knelt down to check on a soldier who had passed out and was bleeding from the mouth and nose, and asked him loudly what he had eaten and drank before going to bed.

But some soldiers replied that they ate the same food and drank the same water, but some were poisoned, while others were not.

Alva squatted on the ground and checked several unconscious soldiers one after another. Suddenly, he felt chest tightness and dizziness. There seemed to be a pungent smell in the air, so he quickly shook his head, stood up and looked around. After a while, a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, and he felt his hair almost stand on end in shock.

"It's broken! Oops, it's miasma! Quickly, put on the gas mask, lift everyone away from here, and move to a higher place! Be quick! This is miasma, the air here is poisonous!" Alva shouted, Let the soldiers who can still move immediately take out their gas masks and put them on, and lift the poisoned soldiers to a high place at full speed.

At this moment, the Tuareg militants panicked, and hurriedly took out the gas masks they carried with them, buckled them on their faces one by one, like a wild boar spirit, and then began to lie on the ground in a panic. The fallen Tuareg soldiers lifted up and moved towards a higher place.

After tossing and tossing for most of the night, they escaped from the depression to the high slope. The air here became much fresher, and some people's feeling of chest tightness and suffocation was slightly better.

Alva was annoyed and wanted to commit suicide. A small negligence led to serious consequences. This time, more than half of the more than 300 officers and soldiers under him were poisoned. Now half of them are unconscious, and the rest are poisoned. Some people also had weakness in their limbs and abnormal chest tightness. Only those who slept late, those on duty, and some Tuareg militant soldiers who were resting at higher places were in better condition and were not poisoned.

After an overnight inventory, Alva felt like crying. In the middle of the night, without the enemy doing anything, just the miasma in the mountains cost the lives of forty or fifty Tuareg militants under him.

In addition, more than a hundred people were poisoned, resulting in various reactions, and basically lost their combat effectiveness. There are less than a hundred troops who can still stand and maintain combat effectiveness. Alva sadly admits that at this time, his pursuit operation has completely failed.

This time he brought out more than 300 elites, and was ordered to go into the mountains to hunt down this group of enemies. After more than two days, not only did he fail to catch a hair of the enemy, but he lost his troops along the way, and was killed by various traps and mines. Dozens were injured.

Then they exchanged fire with the enemy, and they were killed or wounded by the enemy with sniper tactics. In order to pursue this group of enemies, he even had to order many wounded to be abandoned in the mountains and let them die in the mountains. Waiting for help.

He knew very well that it was extremely irresponsible to do so, because these wounded were thrown in the jungle, they were already wounded and could not receive first aid. In the woods, it's like letting them die.

At night, there are all kinds of dangers in the jungle, and these wounded people can be killed. Although he also sent a small group of troops back along the way to gather and rescue these wounded people, he is also very clear that this irresponsible approach must definitely kill the wounded. It will cause some of the wounded to lose their lives.

Chasing down this group of cunning enemies was already quite difficult, but he didn't expect that it was just a negligence. He didn't choose a campsite for the night, and let the remaining officers and soldiers suffer from the miasma in the mountains.

This is good, two-thirds of the 300 people fell down at once, and the remaining 100 or so people, let alone continue to chase the enemy, even if they stay to rescue these poisoned officers and soldiers, it is no longer enough used.

With such a small number of manpower, it is now impossible to take more than one hundred wounded who were poisoned and incapacitated out of the jungle, so don't think about continuing to chase the enemy.

Last night, their surviving military dog ​​had already sensed the danger in advance. Before midnight last night, it kept barking, but it didn't attract their attention. They just thought that the military dog ​​had spotted the enemy approaching, so He just ordered to strengthen the vigilance, but he didn't expect that the military dog ​​was actually warning them that miasma appeared in their camp.

And their negligence finally ruined the only remaining military dog. When they realized that something was wrong and started to evacuate the camp, the military dog ​​had already inhaled a lot of miasma, and fell to the ground foaming at the mouth. On the ground, a lot of blood flowed from the nose. It seemed that it was no longer possible. They had to give up and discarded it in the campsite. It must be completely dead now.

After losing the military dogs, they have completely lost the possibility of continuing to track the enemy. The footprints or other traces left by humans in the jungle can be erased by nature in a very short period of time. Even in the past day, it is often difficult to find these traces again.

So Alva looked at the dense jungle around him, it can be said that he wanted to cry, but in the end he could only give up the pursuit and call the headquarters. Get these wounded soldiers here out of the jungle.

When the front-line commander received the news, he ran away in his headquarters on the spot, picked up the chair and smashed everything on the table, even the table made of solid wood, was smashed by him on the spot. The wooden chair inside was smashed to pieces and shattered into scum.

"Damn...Damn...Alva is an idiot! Idiot! Damn idiot! Such an idiot should be shot!" The frontline commander yelled in the headquarters with red eyes like a raging lion. With scarlet eyes, as if to choose someone and devour them.

As for the staff officers in the headquarters, they were so frightened that they were silent as cicadas, bowing and standing around, not even daring to vent their breath. One guy was so frightened that he farted loudly, which added to the tense atmosphere of the headquarters. A strange breath.

It took him half an hour to get angry at the headquarters before he gradually calmed down. In fact, he still understood Alva's ability, but he didn't understand this enemy army that repeatedly slapped him in the face. He attaches great importance to this group of enemies, but he still has nothing to do with them.

The problem now is that Alva's pursuit has failed, and he suffered huge losses in the jungle. If he just gets angry and ignores them, not only will he not be able to solve the problem at all, but he will only lose all the elite veterans in the jungle among.

Moreover, he also knows the natural environmental conditions of the Niger River jungle. The environment there is harsh. Although their Eighth Regiment has participated in various battles, they have accumulated a certain amount of experience in jungle warfare.

But after arriving here, he had a new understanding of the harsh environment of the jungle. Although Alva had rich experience in jungle warfare, he was also not familiar with the natural environment in this area. Under his order to die, Alva pursued that group of enemies and rushed into the Savage Mountain rashly, and it was inevitable that there would be no mistakes.

If this matter is all on Alva's head, it is really not fair to Alva. Even if he brings Alva back and shoots him now, it will not help the matter.

So no matter how he will be dealt with in the future, his top priority now is to rescue Alva and his group first, or else hundreds of elite veterans will be thrown into the mountains like this, and the loss of his combat power will be very great .

Out of loyalty to the Tuareg Liberation Organization, the front-line commander finally chose to send a rescue team, took medicine and military doctors, and rushed to the location of the Alba Department at full speed to take them out of the forest.

After arranging a rescue operation, the frontline commander drank a glass of sake and smoked a cigarette before getting up and passing the news to Azzam.

After hearing this, Azam had basically the same reaction as the front-line commander, and suddenly became furious. He directly used the wired phone to talk to the front-line commander, and scolded the front-line commander on the phone. There is nothing to do.

For the sake of face, he thought about it, and ordered the frontline commanders to block the news, and announced that their Eighth Regiment had wiped out all the enemies who attacked the airport in the mountains and forests around the Niger River, and asked the frontline commanders to block the news. The officials cooperated with him and confirmed the news with a unified caliber.

Of course, the frontline commander would not be an idiot if he was able to take up such a position, not to mention that this incident also involved his future. Will not spare him.

So after the frontline commander received the instruction, he immediately understood what to do. Dang even ordered to block all news, and sent people to catch up with the rescue team, and ordered everyone involved in this operation to be silent, and no one was allowed to disclose this The details of the operation, and with a unified caliber, unanimously claimed that all the enemies had been wiped out in the jungle.

The reason is very simple, this involves the honor of their Eighth Regiment, UU Reading www.uukanshu.com Anyone who spreads the real situation of this operation is a betrayal of their Eighth Regiment.

The Tuaregs are really like this. They value honor more than their lives, and they are extremely loyal to their teams.

What's more, the Tuareg people have been cunning and changeable since ancient times. It is their tradition to do things that lie to the superior and the inferior. For the sake of personal or collective face, they have repeatedly deceived the results of the battle. On the battlefield, this situation has occurred many times .

Moreover, the Tuareg people are also known for their good face. They often slap their faces swollen to pretend to be fat, and they refuse to admit their failures. It will deal a blow to the morale of Tuareg militants.

As for the enemy's corpse! The frontline commanders had ten thousand ways to obtain enough corpses to pretend to be the annihilated enemy. Just such a pursuit like a joke, under these two sufficient reasons, was covered up by smears.

But Lincoln didn't know about this matter. After he led the team to escape the pursuit of the Tuareg militants, he wandered in the mountains for two days. After making sure that he had escaped the pursuit of the Tuareg militants, They chose a place to rest.

(end of this chapter)