Battlefield Contract Worker

As night fell, the wind rustled the dry grass on this desert. The smell of gunpowder on the battlefield has not been completely blown away by the wind. The rebel camp in Anmore is still bustling with the hustle and bustle of small, portable gasoline generators for electricity. The loud noise, combined with the naturally active nature of Africans, made it difficult for these rebels to be quiet.

Powell and Dirk, two military advisers sent by the secret society, were looking at the map in the command tent. "Can't these **** guys be quiet?" Dirk muttered angrily. "They don't look like soldiers."

"If they looked like soldiers, they should have taken Leta City long ago, and we should have been in Leta City." Powell shook his head, "Leave them alone. These **** militia, they are going to launch another big fight tomorrow. Offensive. What do you think?"

Dirk sneered, "There is still no hope of winning Leta City, but it can further dampen the morale of the government troops. I estimate that within a week it will be the limit of these government troops."

"I think you still missed other factors, such as those mercenaries. Their combat effectiveness is much stronger than the government army. This is one of the reasons why we haven't won Leta City yet." Powell sighed.

"The government army is over. Hundreds of mercenaries can't turn the sky over." Dirk shook his head. "I'm worried about whether these anti-government rebels will change their attitude towards us after winning. After all, there are many warlords who are like dogs when they lose power, and turn their faces and don't recognize people after gaining power."

"Yeah, so from now on, we have to be careful with this group of people." Powell whispered.

While he was talking, a rebel soldier ran in outside and rushed into the tent in a hurry.

"What are you doing, is this a place where you can roam freely?" Powell's expression changed and he shouted sharply.

"Report, Mr. Powell, the general asked you to go to the headquarters, saying that there is an emergency military situation." The rebel said nervously.

"What?" Powell and Dirk got up at the same time.

"Take me there!" Powell shouted. The three quickly walked out of the tent and ran all the way to a large tent of the rebels. The rebel leader was furious there. When he saw Powell walk in, he immediately greeted him and said, "Mr. Advisor, our people have just been raided! It is said that a large number of government troops are storming our defense line in Area C."

"The defense line in Area C?" Powell walked over a few steps and looked at the map. "What about the number and scale?"

"It is said to be a large number of armed personnel, troop convoys, and armored vehicles." The rebel leader replied.

"Armored vehicles?" Powell froze for a moment.

The rebel leader nodded and said, "There are only two armored vehicles in Leta City. Last time we attacked the city, we suffered a loss from them."

Dirk nodded and said, "I know that. The government army has a few old wheeled armored vehicles. But they are all relatively old brdm2 models. Things from the 1960s and 1970s."

"You mean that not only did a large number of government troops participate in the attack, but their only two armored vehicles were dispatched?" Powell frowned.

"Yes, the firepower is very strong, and it is very sudden. Our people are almost unable to hold it. I plan to move the people on the flanks of the position to the C area to help defend." The rebel leader replied.

"No. Wait, we need further information before we can determine the next action plan." Powell shook his head and said, "The government army has been shrinking and defending for a long time, so why would they suddenly fight back tonight? This is not reasonable. I You need to communicate with the front lines to get the latest news.”

"Report the general." A rebel ran over and said, "The latest battle report that the government army has broken through the defense line of the C area."

"So fast?" The face of the rebel leader changed drastically, "How is this possible?"

"It is said that they are trying to avoid fighting with us as much as possible. It seems that their purpose is not to retake the C area, but to break through." The rebels reported.

The rebel leader suddenly turned around and said, "You mean breaking through?"

"Yes. After they defeated our men, they directly penetrated our defenses in Area C without stopping too long, and headed south." The rebels replied.

"How many government troops?" Dirk suddenly turned back and shouted.

"I can't see clearly at night, but according to our people, there are at least a thousand people, and they are equipped with armed trucks with machine guns, and the firepower is strong." The rebels replied.

Powell paced back and forth in front of the map, his face changed, "Immediately ask your people in Area C to withdraw, and do your best to stop this government army's breakout troops."

"What are you waiting for, send the order." The rebel leader said angrily.

"Yes!" The rebel looked at the leader and nodded hastily.

Powell stared at the map and drew a line with a pencil at the location of zone C. Whispered, "Breaking through the siege? It's not like General Coffey's style~www.readwn.com~ I thought he would choose to stick around and wait for help. And as long as we hold Redstone, he won't have reinforcements. I didn't expect him to have such courage, daring to take risks."

"But our troops are several times theirs. Isn't he courting death by rushing out like this?" the rebel leader frowned. "He can at least rely on the terrain to stand firm in Leta City. Now that he has come out, there is nothing to rely on."

"I think so too, but why is he?" Powell thought for a while.

The phone on the table rang again, and Dirk took the phone and listened for a while. "The flank of Area B was attacked. It should be the government army just now. It is said that there are a lot of people."

"What? They went around to the flank of Area B again? Such a fast advance?" The rebel leader was stunned and immediately shouted loudly. "It doesn't look like they're playing a small game. We have to organize defense immediately." He grabbed the microphone and said loudly, "Hey, I want it."

But the phone was dropped by Powell. He looked at the rebel leader coldly and said in a low voice, "Your Excellency, don't be nervous, this group of government troops is acting strangely. So many people, but at such a fast speed. Push forward, which is unusual."

"I know this is unusual, that's why we have to stop them," the rebel leader exclaimed.

Powell shook his head and said, "Not yet, because any actions you take may undermine our overall deployment before we figure out their true intentions."

"This is about to be called, what else is there to deploy, I should personally bring someone to fight them back." The rebel leader said angrily. "No more hesitation. They have already reached the flank of Area B. This shows that they are very likely to break through Area B and enter Area A where we are. Our troops are several times their strength, so why don't we just stand and let them fight? Unprepared?"