"Head, I took it! The camp of the Third Division was taken down by us!"

While Yu Zhigan was smoking a cigarette and discussing countermeasures with the instructor, Mao Sanbai rushed in excitedly.

"So fast?"

Yu Zhigan was stunned for a moment, but he didn't expect that his subordinates could fight so well that the Third Division camp was taken down like this? According to Yu Zhigan's expectations, the chances of wanting to take down the Third Division camp were slim, and it would take several hours to win it.

An hour ago, Wang Rui led his men to charge towards the US military position. Wang Rui rushed to the front with some people from the country. Almost all of these people were the main force, and attacking the Americans was like injecting chicken blood.

As for the whites and blacks, they didn't rush quickly at the beginning, but when Wang Rui and others rushed to the US military position without any casualties, the group of people found that there was no danger and also accelerated their pace.

As for the survivors of the Second and Third Regiments, most of them were already timid after the bombing was over. In addition, after Wang Rui and others rushed up, they instantly lost their fighting spirit and ran towards the command center for fear of death.

Just chased and ran away like this. At first, Wang Rui was worried that it was the American trap and did not dare to chase it too far. However, after chasing for more than ten minutes and killing one American soldier after another, he found that it was not a trap at all, but the US military had collapsed completely, and he couldn't help but speed up his pace.

There are more than 3,000 US troops in the command center of the Third Division of the US Army. In addition, the number of US troops who retreated should be around 5,000. It is considered an army of large numbers. With a little tidiation, it can sweep most of Namibia.

But Bob, the general of the US military, had been killed. During the second round of bombing, the unlucky guy was hit by a shell that fell around to meet God, and with them were some officers in the US Army.

Now the only army-organized battalion in the Third Division is preparing to stand on time, while some of the other mercenaries who were incorporated are preparing to retreat, and some are waiting and watching.

As for some of the survivors of the First Regiment, some of them had returned to normal, and told the group of US troops what they had experienced. When the US troops in the military camp knew that the enemy's artillery would cover indiscriminately, everyone's scalp was numb, and there was also such operation!

The news of the enemy's indiscriminate bombing was passed to the US soldiers. The rumors were not stopped in time and became more and more evil. The rumors even became that in order to effectively kill the US military, the enemy would let a group of black people rush into their military camp regardless of casualties, carrying positioning devices on their bodies, and then artillery fire would cover their military camp.

If it were just like this, the US military camp would not collapse so quickly. As long as someone stood up to repair the military camp and defense line, the troops of thousands of people could still be stabilized. However, when the fastest-runnered guy in the Second Regiment rushed into the camp with a look of horror, he shouted: "Here, they are here!"

"The enemy is chasing me!"

"They, he is terrible, and they are not afraid of death at all!"

“…”

When all kinds of sounds sounded outside the camp, the panic that had been brewing before finally broke out. A large number of mercenaries took their weapons and fled. Yes, they were fleeing. They were worried that once the enemy rushed over, they would follow him with deadly shells.

No one stopped him. The officer who was killed by a bomb was the core of this unit. The remaining soldiers ran around like headless flies, and had no idea what they were going to do. They could only follow the large unit.

More and more soldiers began to flee, and the only battalion commander of the first battalion, which was still in the established system, was sweating on his forehead. He didn't even know who to report to. As the gunfire became closer, the American soldiers in the barracks began to become more and more panic.

When the fleeing large troops of the Second Regiment rushed into the command center in an orderly manner and continued to flee back without any chance. Or some people fell down by the bullets chasing behind as soon as they entered the military camp, the battalion commander of the First Battalion also ordered to retreat and abandon the command center.

Wang Rui stood in the US military command and looked at the US military command in confusion: "We have defeated a US division?"

"Captain, it seems to be!"

Several soldiers beside them were covered in blood and nodded in confusion. The bodies of US troops were everywhere, as well as equipment and weapons thrown away by the Americans.

"Take a photo first, and catch the prisoners as much as possible, hurry!"

Wang Rui quickly reacted from this great happiness, rubbed his hands excitedly, and defeated a division of the US military. He was just a regiment. What a great honor. It seems that no one has done it after entering modern times.

"Sweep the battlefield, and notify the head, saying that we have successfully completed the mission. The Third American Division has retreated. Liu Tiezhu, take people to the front to guard and prevent the Americans from counterattacking!"

"yes!"

In the military camp, Wang Rui looked at the bodies in front of him and found a problem. It seemed that the US troops he killed were all officers, no soldiers, most of them were lieutenants, school officials, etc.

"Captain, I caught a few prisoners, it seemed like they were reporters!"

At this time, several white soldiers, pressing against several white and black people with cameras. After seeing Wang Rui, they immediately shouted: "Don't kill us, we are reporters, don't kill us!"

"OK, everyone, don't be nervous. We are not the murderous devil. We will protect the safety of all journalists, but I hope you don't slander us either!"

"OK, we have professional ethics!"

"I hope so, big dog, big dog!"

"Captain, the big dog is injured!"

"Caughter, that bastard can be injured, where is Lao Zhu!"

"here!"

"After our journalists, take photos, and you guys follow me too!" After saying that, he blinked hard and signaled to stare!

"OK, let us go!"

In the command center, Yu Zhiqian stood up excitedly and killed an American division. Although he did not completely wipe out his body, he was still a profit!

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content later! Thinking of this, Yu Zhiqian touched his chin, thinking about how to make this exciting news known to the whole world. Yu Zhiqian is not afraid of making the world bigger now. The bigger the trouble, as long as he can win, the more embarrassing the United States. If the United States wants to move, it will have to weigh it!

In addition, those who want to be an accomplice of the United States in the future must also consider whether they have enough weight or not, otherwise they will never know how to die.

“How much cash do we have?”

"There is about 30 million US dollars in the cash in the vault!"

"not enough!"

After Yu Zhigan finished speaking, he took out his mobile phone and dialed his ICBC VIP phone number. There was someone waiting for the other end of the phone for 24 hours. Of course, it is night in Africa now, and it should be day in China.

"Hello Mr. Yu, I am your personal consultant Zhong Lixia! Is there anything I can help you!"

"Hello, I need $100 million in cash now. How long will it take for you ICBC to raise it in Namibia?"

"Is it $100 million in cash? Mr. Yu, what happened to you? We ICBC can..." Zhong Lixia was shocked. Yu Zhi spoke out for $100 million in cash, which was a bit like the news that the rich man was kidnapped in Hong Kong films in the last century.

"I just killed an American division's troops and I need some cash to treat my troops! How long does it take for you to raise them? By the way, Namibia is in war now, you can put the money in Cape Town!"

“It will take roughly one day!”

"OK, a day is enough. Tell me the location at that time and I will send someone to withdraw money!" Yu Zhigan hung up the phone after he finished speaking.

“Instructor!”

"exist!"

"The 30 million US dollars are ready. After Wang Rui and the others come back, I will give them to them in person!"

Yu Zhigan can give the money to these soldiers by making money, but giving money to cash is a total of two visual experiences. Yu Zhigan puts 30 million US dollars at a time, and as long as the soldiers you see will get rid of chicken blood!

"good!"

Compared to Yu Zhigan's excitement, David Rodriguez was in anger at the US African Strategic Command, who is a four-star general of the US military and the current commander of the African Command.

"Sir, the Third Division has completely lost contact. We have received scattered information that the Third Division may have been defeated by the enemy and is now fleeing. Our support force has sent the vanguard to send the support force. There should be news soon!

The Third Division had sent a signal to ask for help before, but there was no news again. David Rodriguez had only the first regiment's information and suffered heavy casualties, but this news was enough for him to roar. How long has the US military not appeared in the casualties of a regiment?

"Report!"

"explain!"

"The Second Mountain Division reported that they have found the location of the Third Division!"

"Where!"

"Near Karadi!"

"How is the situation of the Third Division?"

"General, General Bob, the commander of the Third Division, died, and the Third Division is retreating!"

"What!"

Now it's not just David Rodriguez, but now everyone in the entire command stands up: "You say it again!"

"The Third Division is retreating. They are facing a crazy attack by the enemy. The Third Division fails to withstand it. It is retreating now. The Second Division reports that the Third Division has suffered heavy losses. They are now in urgent need of various supplies. The Second Division is escorting the Third Division to retreat to the rear!"

“…”

"Damn it!"

When the news was sent back to the Pentagon, a group of generals began to study how to deal with the crisis. A division was defeated, thousands of people were lost, all equipment was lost, a general died in battle, etc. Any news could create a huge sensation in the United States. With so many elements gathered together, they could foresee tomorrow's scene.

"Everyone, let's talk about what we should do now. Such a large casualty requires someone to be responsible!"

"What did David say, he is the highest commander in Africa!"

"David is now blaming our Navy and Air Force for not cooperating in place. The enemy's air bombing has caused the Third Division to lose its combat effectiveness. Now he requests air support. When will the Air Force support arrive?"

"The Sixth Aviation Regiment has set off and is expected to arrive in Namibia tomorrow morning. However, the largest airport in Namibia can only accommodate one aviation regiment. Moreover, our supporting ground troops and equipment will take three days to arrive. At the same time, we must ensure the safety of the airport. This is very difficult. Namibia does not have any air defense equipment, and it is very old when it is set on the radar!"

“What about the Army?”

"You ask David, I think they can't do anything, but we are ready to airlift some air defense equipment to Namibia and then let the aviation regiment settle in. However, there will be a few hours of vacuum in the middle. If Yu Zhiqian attacks the airport at this time, we will only be beaten!"

"Don't worry, our navy's aircraft carrier will arrive near Whale Port at noon tomorrow, and the latest report from the meteorological department to us is that this time the bad weather will be around 10 am tomorrow. Our carrier-based aircraft can be dispatched and can destroy the Whale Port's airport!"

"That's good!"

"Actually, if we can, we can use intercontinental missiles to kill this damn guy!" The person who spoke was a blonde.

However, this group of people directly ignored this guy's words and used intercontinental missiles. Don't this guy know that there is something called nuclear chain now? Your intercontinental missile silo is preheated, and the missile silos of other countries will also be preheated. This guy!

"Impossible. In this case, the chain reaction is too great. We cannot bear this responsibility and may even trigger a world war!"

"Well, I reserve my right to speak!"

After saying that, he immediately shut up. This guy was quite self-aware.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content behind! "OK, then tomorrow I hope the Navy can cooperate with our Air Force's actions. As long as we obtain air supremacy, we will win!"

At this time, the Chief of Staff looked at you: "Everyone, I think there was something wrong with the direction of the discussion. Now we will face various public pressures. We have thousands of casualties. Although these people are not formal army, they are also our citizens. And do you think we believe that we are not our soldiers?"
To be continued...