The last rebel outflanking troops on the right flank to die in Qin Fei's hands was the thin man, and since he was already the last man, Qin Fei did not kill him immediately, but fell from behind, directly threw him into the mud, and then pressed a pistol against the back of his head.
Now, Qin Fei needs intelligence.
Know yourself and know your opponent, and you will not be defeated in a hundred battles.
"Do you speak English?"
Qin Fei interrogated in English.
Sierra Leone is a former colony of the Empire, so English is still relatively widespread here.
"Yes......
Yes......
You......
You ......"
The thin man was speechless with shock, he never thought that someone would suddenly be killed from behind.
In his field of vision, he saw one of his men lying not far away, blood oozing from his chest, staining the ground red, and looking like he was out of breath.
"Don't ......
Don't kill me......
I'm just doing what I'm told......"
The thin man stammered and begged for mercy, Qin Fei pulled off the hammer, and the crisp clicking sound made the thin man's soul fly away.
"How many of you are there?"
"41 ......"
"What troops are you?"
"Revolutionary Alliance Front ......"
"Why are you chasing these white people?"
"......"
The thin man was silent, and seemed to hesitate.
"To say or not to say?"
Qin Fei said: "The biggest shortcoming of my person is that he has little patience, especially for the guys I don't like. ” The thin man seemed to be really a little unspeakable, trembling all over, but he always hesitated whether to say it or not.
Qin Fei was not interested in talking to him any longer, there was no need to deal with this kind of soldier who had not received professional training.
Violence is the easiest way to solve problems.
Qin Fei directly put the P228 pistol on his shoulder and fired a shot directly.
The warhead penetrated the shoulder blade and went into the ground.
Before the thin man could scream, he was pressed by Qin Fei and his head was directly pressed into the mud, the pain made him open his mouth, and the ground was full of thorns and dead grass, and his mouth was pierced directly into his mouth, plus he couldn't breathe at all, and within a minute, this guy was almost out of breath, like a pig that was pressed on the board and ready to be slaughtered, desperately kicking his feet.
Qin Fei saw that it was almost over, grabbed his hair tied into braids, and pulled the thin man's head up.
This kind of rebel army has no strict training at all, so the military appearance is naturally messy, and long hair is taboo on the battlefield, but in order to be handsome, many people like to tie this strange whip.
"If you dare to cry out in pain, I will shoot you in the head and promise to send you to God."
The thin man really held back the pain and sizzled and gasped.
"Why, think clearly, you have five seconds to decide, my time is precious."
Qin Fei put the pistol on the thin man's head.
The thin man was really scared this time, Qin Fei didn't look like the kind of soft-hearted person, his nine subordinates were killed by him unconsciously, there was no trace at all, he couldn't even figure out where Qin Fei came from, he was simply a devil who fell from the sky.
"I said I said I said I ......" he nodded desperately, "The person we hunted down is called Julit Mada, he is the leader of the people's opposition party, and he is also the politician who is most likely to win the future general election, the day before yesterday he was in Portoru City for a campaign speech, we received an order from our superiors to arrest him, but we didn't expect him to escape, so we were ordered to hunt down and kill ......"
"Who are those white combat groups?"
"They are South African mercenaries, the people of the Protector Company, and it was their team that rescued Julittle, but they also killed four people, and we have been chasing them all the way here......"
Only then did the thin man remember to ask who Qin Fei was.
"You......
Who are you?
” "Me??"
Qin Fei took the thin man's gun away, stood up, and said coldly, "I'm just a passerby." ” After saying that, he raised his gun and fired a shot at the thin man's head, killing him directly.
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Everything Song Chai's previous words had already made Qin Fei very disgusted with these rebels, and there was no need to leave the lives of such scumbags, otherwise there would be more civilians wrecked.
Among the weapons collected, Qin Fei actually found an RPG bazooka.
In Africa, this Soviet-made weapon is ubiquitous, cheap, easy to operate, and powerful, just as durable as the AK47, and sells for only $200 a piece on the black market.
Qin Fei wanted to use it to deal with the pickup truck with a 127 heavy machine gun, the existence of this thing was a mortal threat to everyone.
If you are shot by a bullet from this heavy machine gun, you will definitely die if you don't hit the vital point, and if you don't hit the vital point, you will definitely be disabled and lose your combat effectiveness.
But now the pickup truck is 300 meters away, and the RPG bazooka, after hitting a hundred meters, the trajectory becomes super weird, and it depends on a little luck to hit the target at a distance of 100 meters.
When Qin Fei wondered if he was also outflanking the rebels and catching him off guard, the rebel outflanking team on the left was already in place and launched an attack.
Qin Fei did not have any communication with the South African mercenary team, so he could not give them a warning in advance, and as soon as the gun went off, he knew that these four people would definitely suffer a big loss.
Because the outflanking detachment on the left flank had already touched less than forty meters behind these mercenaries, it would take less than 10 seconds for a sudden attack to rush to the position of the mercenary group. was caught off guard, two of the four South African mercenaries were divided into two to deal with the outflanking detachment behind, but due to the haste of the incident, the outflanking team had as many as ten people, although the black rebels' marksmanship was not very good, just holding a gun all the way to charge suddenly, but the bullet like a splash of water still hit a mercenary, and he fell to the ground suddenly.
One person was shot and fell, and the rear immediately became the weakest link, and one of the two people in charge of the front had to turn around and fight, which was barely resisted.
Soon, the most fatal problem arose.
Seeing that their outflanking tactics worked, the rebels who were firing head-on began to attack under the orders of the commander, and the armed pickup trucks with heavy machine guns began to circle from the left, spewing tongues of fire all the way, regardless of whether they hit or not, anyway, they fired indiscriminately at the place where the mercenary group was, and completely suppressed the fire.
There was only one person in the front, and it was impossible to stop the attack of twenty rebels with an automatic rifle, and they were soon overwhelmed by the fierce fire of the opponent, and they were powerless to fight back.
The South African mercenaries were weak, and the defense line they had built was in a difficult situation, and it was soon on the verge of collapse.
If one more person falls, they will be shot and killed by the swarming rebels.
Qin Fei carried the grip of the RPG, bent his waist, leaned on the cover of the grass, and sneaked towards the right flank of the position.