I’m really here to keep the peace

The roaring machine guns were condescending, frantically strafing the defenseless convoy below, and the truck at the front was the first to be taken care of, and several machine guns directly swept the engine to the pan, and the truck instantly lay in place. The driver in the cab

was naturally also taken care of, but he reacted quickly enough, and when the gun went off, he lay in the cab and hid behind the bulletproof steel plate, and then an opening opened between the cabin and the cab, allowing the driver to get in.

And the other trucks were similar, and when the gunshots rang out, the guys who had already prepared for a long time either got into the safe compartment behind them, or got out of the car and jumped into the grass on the right side of the road, and then retreated along the roadbed towards the edge of the battlefield.

Their mission is not to stay here to fight, so whether to run or stay, it is up to their choice, and even the PMCs have trained their drivers before to ensure that these guys can escape to a safe place as soon as possible after leaving the battlefield.

Even the Shadow Company’s escort jeep, because there were trucks attracting fire, the jeep did not attract the attention of Uncle Black at all, both riflemen and machine gunners were desperately firing at the truck. It’s just that it’s more

embarrassing that maybe it’s not maintained, or it’s not maintained at all, the M2 heavy machine gun in Osaba just fired less than thirty rounds out, and it was stuck, and when he scrapped the old bull’s nose force and prepared to continue firing, the machine gun fired two more shots and jammed, and this time he didn’t have this patience.

“Get out of the way!”

Seeing that a guy on his right was rejoicing in front of the water-cooled M1917 machine gun, Osaba kicked it over again, and then he half-squatted behind the machine gun laughing and hugging the fire.

And then, this machine gun ran out of ammunition!

This is really not Belgian stingy, the things they gave to Uncle Black were all in their own warehouses, mainly because Uncle Black took the machine gun and had nothing to take to strafe the unlucky animals in the jungle, the bullets were squandered, and Osaba was embarrassed to go to the Belgians to speak, so less than a minute after the ambush began, the heavy machine guns that posed the greatest threat to the Shadow Company were scrapped by two due to various problems. As for the

remaining two British-made Vickers machine guns, although the bullets are sufficient and well maintained, the position of the shooter is very bad, in order to ensure the shooting boundary, the shooter sits directly on the dirt slope, it is good that there is a camouflage net to cover it before the ambush, after the ambush is launched, the camouflage net is removed, and the machine gunner is so big that his upper body is exposed, it is simply a toilet lantern, looking for.

The accurate shooter in the armored compartment of the first truck only carefully glanced through the shooting hole, and saw the two people sitting side by side, watching the two huge heads constantly flashing at a distance of less than two hundred meters, and he immediately raised the M14 in his hand, and then banged two shots.

The two machine gunners sitting side by side fell to the ground with their heads tilted, and the deputy shooter on the side was immediately frightened and was about to retract behind the slope, but was driven by Osaba with a gun. The two could only

tremble to take over the position of the shooter, because they were afraid of being beaten, the two did not dare to show their heads, and could only reluctantly shrink behind the machine gun and cover their heads and beat.

But it was still useless, the two hid behind the machine gun, and the accurate shooter fired two more shots, which again caused one death and one wound.

Looking at the subordinates who covered their shoulders and screamed, Osaba was also confused, several trucks were shot and could not move, where did this bullet come from?

“There may be fish that slipped through the net!”

“Indeed, Sall, Storm Card, you guys are on!”

Osaba waved his hand at the hem of his men who were lying in ambush not far away, and then dozens of black uncles divided into two teams and emerged from the grass, and then carefully formed a fan formation and leaned towards the convoy.

“These cars are too tight, right?”

A black uncle walking in the front held up his fal with a suspicious look, the double-layered tarpaulin on the carriage had been riddled with bullets, but he still couldn’t see what was inside, but he didn’t have any other thoughts, just wondered what these white people were sending, and how closely they wanted to protect.

The dozens of black uncles carefully climbed the roadbed, then stopped, and then separated some of them to check the truck, while the others stayed where they were on guard.

And as the vanguard approached the truck, dense gunfire resounded throughout the steppe.

Only this time it was not the black mercenaries who opened fire, but the heavily covered trucks. These trucks are

all reinforced, whether it is the mailbox or the body, they are protected by a full four centimeters of steel plates, which may be outrageous for tank infantry vehicles, but for these heavy trucks that specialize in carrying heavy goods, it is already luxurious, because the weight of the steel plates reaches the goods they want to transport, or even heavier, which is why the fleet is not fast.

But the tight protection brought that during the minutes of crazy strafing, the PMCs in the truck were unharmed except for a little deafening ears.

If the time is pushed back another thirty years, then Shepard will definitely not do this, after the collapse of the Soviet Union, the armament strength of the black uncle in Africa has risen by several levels, and the countless cheap RPGs are enough for them to drink a pot, but now, with this kind of black uncle in the firepower configuration, Shepard still dares to touch it!

After confirming that the enemy was approaching within twenty meters, the PMCs in the carriages immediately assigned targets to each truck through radio contact, and then a stormy counterattack followed.

Just a whistle, and then the tarpaulin wrapped around the truck began to fall off along with the disintegration of the cable, and then the carriage wrapped in heavy steel plates appeared in front of the black uncles, these steel plates looked so rudimentary, and even there were traces of rough welding, even the shooting holes were not very regular, but they were enough!

At a distance of less than thirty meters, the M16 rifle does not need to consider any factors at all, and most importantly, the trigger needs to be pulled to the end, and then the receiver that fires fully automatically will take care of the rest.

In an instant, more than twenty black uncles were killed on the spot, and the rest were also either dead or injured, and some were even hit twenty times in a row within seconds, and when they died, they could see their intestines flowing out of their broken stomachs.

After quickly emptying the magazine, there was nothing to move on the highway, and the black uncles who were lucky enough not to die under the road began to retreat in a panic, trying to retreat to their positions under the cover of grass, but the PMCs were also prepared for this.

“Grenadeist, fire!”