At this time, Shi Shaoying really wants to thank the cold-blooded instructor of the "Demon Second Generation" who was secretly called by all the students and wished he could just slip and fall to death when he went to the toilet at night.

The cold-blooded instructor always likes to suddenly order a group of students to stop marching when they are undergoing high-intensity physical training, and then carry a bag and sprinkle a handful of rice or beans in front of each of them, asking them to squat down and pick up the grain immediately, and at the same time, they must count how many grains there are! []

People who have not experienced all this will never understand the burden on the heart from extreme movement to extreme stillness. They will not understand the pain of squatting there, let alone let the heart beat violently and the whole body and blood will explode, and the dizziness and fatigue that will result in it.

At the beginning, someone tried to get away with it, but once the instructor discovered that the clever person would not be fined, but except for him, other students would have to be punished collectively! In the words of the cold-blooded instructor, if a person is smart on the battlefield, he might really be able to survive with such cleverness, but because he violated the rules, the entire team's originally impeccable defense network had loopholes, and the comrades and brothers around him would inevitably have to pay the price of bleeding, and it was not impossible to be completely wiped out!

"Do you think you are very smart, right? I tell you that your enemies are often smarter than you! If you want to win a war, you are not relying on one person's inspiration, but you need everyone to gather together and use the strength of the team to move the balance of victory to yourself little by little! That's right, maybe your inspiration can form an advantage on the local battlefield, but because of your mis-playing cards, you need a lot of time to destroy a team, and use countless blood, tears, and even the death of your brothers, and finally build up the trust little by little! A unit without mutual trust, a team without tacit understanding, faces the same desperate battle, and also longs for victory, and behind you, there are also relatives looking forward to their return home, why dare you say that you will definitely win?!"

More than ten years have passed, and the words of the "Demon Second Generation" cold-blooded instructor still echoed in Shi Shaoying's ears from time to time. At that time, a group of students were too young and really didn't care. They even thought that the cold-blooded instructor was deliberately erasing the creativity of their young children. It was not until Shi Shaoying left the school and, as a professional soldier, stationed on the border between China and India with more than 100 soldiers under his command, that he truly understood the experience condensed with blood behind the words of the cold-blooded instructor!

It is because of this kind of training that in any case, the students of Shi Shaoying and others have higher resistance to stress than those of other graders and faster reaction!

Wiping off the sweat from the forehead with his sleeve, Shi Shaoying took out three shells he had hidden here in advance from under a pile of leaves, picked up one of them, filled them into the barrel without hesitation.

"boom!"

"boom!"

Two shells hit the vicinity of Xiaoshanbao with amazing accuracy. Faced with this sudden shelling, the armed rebels standing near Xiaoshanbao were caught off guard and were blown up several times in succession. Just as they subconsciously lie down, the third shell hit the ground again.

However, this mortar shell did not form a strong shock wave. With a muffled sound, the shell body exploded, and a large amount of mixed dust of yellow scales and tin tetrachloride was shot into the air. The dust immediately burned when it encountered the air, and a large area of ​​smoke with a composition of two-pentoxide scales was formed in a few seconds.

As the smoke rolled, I don’t know who screamed wildly: “Be careful of the poisonous gas!”

Almost everyone subconsciously covered their mouths and noses with cloth towels, and even the armed rebels who followed up from the town stopped as if they were evading snakes and scorpions.

No one believes that a tactical master like Shi Shaoying who designed a fatal trap, the third shell fired was just the most ordinary smoke bomb. Almost everyone believes that this poisonous gas bomb is Shi Shaoying's last killer weapon.

But as the smoke finally blew away little by little by little, the people who were not knocked down by the grenade got up again intact. They looked at each other and only realized at this time that the third shell was just a smoke bomb carefully adjusted by Shi Shaoying, which caused psychological terror and visual obstacles to the enemy to achieve the goal of delay!

When these armed rebels finally realized, Shi Shaoying had already successfully withdrawn from the battlefield along the route he had designed in advance and disappeared from everyone's eyes. Looking at the craters exploded by several shells and corpses all over the ground, everyone felt cold in their palms.

There is no reason, no reason, but everyone present knows that the terrible powerful enemy who doesn't even know his appearance must be dormant around like a wolf. Once he captures the opportunity, he will show his sharpest fangs without hesitation and launch a fatal attack on them. He will come back again!

As quiet as a virgin as if he was moving as a rabbit, he would kill with one blow, and he would go with one blow, and he would be defended layer by layer, killing every step of the way!

Without being there, it is difficult for you to understand how much pressure is to be targeted by an enemy with such superb murder skills like a maggot, which is not even considered a militia!

At this time, it seemed that even the wind blowing from afar was filled with an imminent murderous aura.

The night fell again over Afgoye. It was on that night that almost all the lights could be lit in the town. In order to make up for the shortcomings, some people moved out several generators. With the rumbling of the diesel generator, the lights illuminated the entire town.

This is a luxury for residents living in Somalia.

Somalia has been in civil war for years, and the government's construction of residents' lives has almost completely stopped. Power plants in Somalia are completely invested and controlled by private investment and are not controlled by the government, so the electricity bill is naturally shocking. If a family has a TV, the electricity bill is as high as 400 US dollars a month, which is equivalent to nearly 3,000 yuan; if there is no TV, just lighting it with electric lights and occasionally charging the mobile phone, it will also cost 100 US dollars!

Such high costs have made the commodity "electricity" synonymous with luxury goods in Somalia! As for generating electricity with generators, it is even more of a luxury goods. Only those pirates who have been wandering in the sea and have been open for three years can afford the generators.

Looking from a distance through the telescope, in the town of Afgoye, soldiers patrolling with automatic rifles everywhere, and fortifications made of sandbags could be seen everywhere. Behind the temporary fortifications made of sandbags, some armed rebels with fierce expressions were holding light and heavy machine guns in their arms. Although they could not see anything, they still stared wide and looked around vigilantly. Once there was a slight turbulence, dozens of light and heavy machine guns would pour out the bullets in a storm.

That's not all, there are at least eight pickup trucks in the town.
Chapter completed!