The entire foreign army in Mali was close to eight thousand, including nearly four thousand French troops, more than three thousand other African countries, and then England and his men.

Yaya did not come because Majia brought the main force of Gurkha, and the personnel on the battlefield of Ahanfu were relatively chaotic. Mark and Saqi were a little older and were both responsible for non-war zones, so this younger brother went to command it himself. However, more than fifty Xiaohei, led by Tuan, spread into seven or eight teams, and used motorcycles and pickup trucks to shuttle through the war-torn areas in northern Mali, pretending to be scattered militants, spying on information without any trace.

Qi Tianlin was with his main Gurkha force. He really stayed with one or two teams every day. Sometimes he followed a team with more people to perform patrol missions, and sometimes he only led the team to test the car everywhere. Sometimes he followed the entire Gurkha Operation Team to participate in the attacks of European troops on ground towns.

During this attack, he was more like a idle nobleman and wandered around the periphery as a hand-off manager. He never issued any instructions to his troops from beginning to end. It was Ma Jia who commanded the battle according to the requirements of the British commander, so that the agent who had been observing Qi Tianlin's control over this Gurkha did not feel how strong he was in control.

This is enough.

Qi Tianlin sat in a comfortable "off-road vehicle". These prototypes even had leather seats, and comfortable air conditioning to cool down. When those soldiers suffered in the hot Sahara region, their conditions were indeed a little better.

After arriving at the military camp, the maintenance staff installed the remote-controlled machine gun on the roof. They often practiced this kind of gamepad in the wilderness, using advanced weapons controlled by three screens and two rockers. Just like most teenagers who were exposed to electronic games, they often laughed and practiced shooting at the back.

Because the maintenance personnel ruled out the problems several times in front, they were stationed in the military camp without having to follow the car. The three personal guard teams each drove one car, and Qi Tianlin and his wife drove one by themselves.

You can hear the in-vehicle communication system. Several snipers from the personal guards are doing the vigilance and observation around them, and they can also hear the internal communication of the Gurkha Operation Team and the French and British troops. No one cares about their PMC team that was testing.

This is the sixth town attacked by foreign coalition forces, which is exactly the same as before. As long as the army forms a formation, the town will be empty, with few local residents basically unable to find any weapons. Occasionally, one or two bodies can be seen, which means it is still on the battlefield. Apart from this, there are no traces of fierce fighting between anti-government militants.

Each battlefield has its own characteristics. Mali's guerrilla tactics, which is quite solid and clear, made the French commander-in-chief, who commanded the coalition forces to fight, scratch his head. Of course, the news briefs handed over were very beautiful and conquered one town after another, but all the participants understood that the main force of the rebels in Mali had been hiding and had no idea of ​​fighting with the army at all.

This kind of combat scene is very good. France sent over to the foreign legion. It has many armored vehicles, paired with armored vehicles from the special air service regiment. It unfolds on the battlefield and rumbles over, which is very imposing. On the contrary, Ma Jia has put up the PMC. We don’t have that many powerful armored abilities. If you can get a car, you can get a car. If you can’t get a car, you will follow the African army slowly in a truck. Sometimes I responded helplessly: "Our contract is originally intended to assist you in fighting. You can’t keep up. You see, our company’s armored off-road vehicles are only four still being tested. There is really no way."

Only Tuan's reconnaissance team, paired with few French and African-American reconnaissance personnel, was very diligent and was even asked to break into the extremely dangerous junction between Mali Mountain and Algeria to find the main force. The little blacks finally could only find some small troops to deal with each other. The entire coalition was like a clenched iron fist, always hitting in an empty place.

On the contrary, the border line was surrounded by the men in the name of the PMC training team of England's aid, and led the local Algerian army to kill and defeat many militants who crossed the border and were preparing to infiltrate the towns there, making the cooperation plan between England and the Algerian government also look very good.

International public opinion is very good... but all government and military officials who know the inside story are a little anxious.

Qi Tianlin was not in a hurry. He received much more information than those NATO troops with high-tech satellite air force...

He was looking for a seven-inch, because whether it was the report given to him by the blacks or the information obtained from the inside line of Mansour, it showed that a group of people who were not very clear about their identities played a very important role in this rebel operation.

Neither a member of the Islamic extremist religious group nor the Tuareg people who escaped from Leahib...

It's mysterious and interesting, right?

Qi Tianlin's own wishful thinking was speculation that it might be related to the missing former president of the government. The Mali government has just come to power in the coup. Qi Tianlin, who had made a big fuss in the Sino-Africa coup, planned to bet once to see if he could get something from this quelling of the rebellion. After all, the most popular thing for armed forces outside the country is the sound of a cannon, which costs ten thousand taels of gold.

So he kept wandering around the army, waiting for an opportunity...

This kind of life lasted almost a month. The coalition forces had even advanced to the only important town in northern Mali with an airport, and established a stronghold closest to the north. A large number of military transport aircraft transported the supplies and personnel to a place more than a thousand kilometers away from the capital. The former rebel stronghold in the north was conquered with great symbolic significance. It seemed that all the anti-government militants in Mali were defeated and driven away.

The French army was even considering evacuating manpower. One morning, Qi Tianlin left his Gurkha military camp with a test team composed of four armored off-road vehicles.

The car was actually full of seats!

Those luxurious seats were removed and hidden in the tent, and there were twelve fully armed crew members in each car!

This is only about 100 kilometers away from the border between Mali and Algilujah. Whether his support team members on the border or the Xiaohei reconnaissance team here have narrowed the group he was chasing to a very small range. Mansour's intelligence even excluded the location of the extreme religious organizations from the other side, so he decided to sprint and see the results!

Unlike most of them before, this area is slightly mountainous, which feels a bit close to Ahanfu, but it is a little more desertified and not so steep. However, the mountain villages built on the mountain are not conspicuous on the satellite map.

Less than 30 kilometers from the town, there were motorcycles in groups of three or three to connect and lead the way, and in the end, a few camels even came! Tuan's explanation was that in the desert area here, camels were the most common means of transportation, and they were even less conspicuous.

So after crossing the border, the camels team was in front to investigate and open the way, and the motorcycles were on the back to take a warning, and the team of sixty or seventy people quietly approached the predetermined area.

The message conveyed by the camels was no different from what the little blacks handed over to the coalition command: "It's very quiet. There is only a village here in this area, the only water source..." You can even hear the melodious camel ringer in the walkie-talkie.

It was already noon, and the sunshine in the sky was particularly bright.

Everyone in the convoy got off, skillfully wrapped their heads, hands and faces with a headscarf. They were covered with yellow camouflage camouflage cloth, and they opened a hole in the middle and put it around their necks. When they were walking in the desert, the noon sunlight reduced the shadow to the lowest level, and the possibility of being discovered from afar was minimized.

Because it has crossed the border, it is a mountain village in Algeria, without the so-called United Nations authorization, and it has not been seriously attacked here.

The remaining walking distance is only a few kilometers. For these PMCs who have maintained high-intensity training for a long time, it is a piece of cake. With the report of the camel team in front, dozens of people gradually established attack positions behind a cliff. Only then did Qi Tianlin take the lucky captain and Tuan slowly stretch his head out and look down...

Under the bright sand cliff, there is a very flat open space. Perhaps countless centuries ago, there was a wide river here. Many ruined sandy huts are listed on the flat ground, with a distinct West African style. Qi Tianlin is a little strange. There is absolutely no detail on the satellite map in his hand. The military-grade map is enlarged by many times. No clues are seen. The inside line provided by Mansour points to this area. The people in Tuan repeatedly searched and discovered this village that was not difficult to find!

The footprints of the camel caravan just now can be seen on the sand and gravel, and there are some shallow ruts. In the village that looks like it is broken, there are only more than ten small houses that can be lived in. They bring all the elite soldiers, and some people may rush down when they are angry.

Qi Tianlin would not have such a situation. Look at the sun at noon and whispered: "Arrange snipers from each team to go to the cliff to prepare for observation, calibrate and shoot the elements, and rest for a while. When the sun sets west, confirm the number of people and determine that they are militants. Just take action before dark and attack this village!"

The two excited middle-level cadres were asked to give the call, turned around and quietly slipped away. Then, six or seven snipers, including Adili, and the young man Ali, who would serve as the wild housekeeper whenever Qi Tianlin was on a business trip, lined up the cliff with his rifle at a distance, slowly climbed up the cliff carefully, each looking for sniper positions, and starting work.

Qi Tianlin returned to the rest of others, where there was not even a so-called shade, but Tiya had skillfully used the desert camouflage tarpaulin combined with a rifle and a bayonet to set up a single awning. Other soldiers also had similar methods, lying on the hot sand and starting to rest and nap, and accumulating strength for the subsequent fight.

But until the sky was not so vicious, maybe the people in the village started to come out to move, but what woke Qi Tianlin and the others was Adili's scream: "Why are they?!"
Chapter completed!