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This premeditated but sudden battle actually started and ended quickly.
The main credit goes to the refinery's fifteen well-trained "guards" and five mercenaries who have experienced countless battles.
Accompanying Guo Pangzi to the Oham Oilfield in Algeria were not only the middle and senior management personnel of Rongbao Mining, but also 20 members of the escort team. These escorts were nominally retired soldiers recruited from China, but who didn't know what these tough guys did?
Let’s not talk about anything else, just take the captain of the guard team, Zheng Shuang. Fatty Guo knows this guy who reeks of blood all over his body very well. It is true that he is a retired soldier, but he suddenly retired three days before becoming the captain of the guard team.
Who knows, normally soldiers are supposed to retire in September, so how can they retire in April?
Before retiring, Zheng Shuang was an ace scout of a certain first-class mountain division stationed in Tibet. It is said that when the American devils were tossing hard in Afghanistan, Zheng Shuang once led troops to block some foreigners with ulterior motives on the front line between China and Afghanistan. He has also been to the front line of the border between China and India and did a lot of "shady" things.
Zheng Shuang is undoubtedly a hero, but how could such a hero suddenly retire? Such a soldier king is a treasure in any major military region, and those officers are absolutely reluctant to let such a soldier king retire.
Except for Zheng Shuang, the other 19 guards had similar experiences to Zheng Shuang. Then these 20 soldiers, who could all be called "Chinese heroes", gathered in this small O'Ham oil field to serve as guards.
As for Carl Morris's mercenary team, there is no need to mention it. The fact that they have been working as mercenaries in a place like the Middle East for several years is enough to show their abilities.
Now, a bunch of stupid Libyan militants, relying on their numerical advantage, wanted to launch a night attack on the Oham oil field, but ended up running into a wall.
The Libyan militants had an absolute advantage in numbers, with more than 70 of them, while the oil field had only 20 people to defend the refinery. But even so, the battle was over in less than ten minutes.
Kevin Martin fired the first shot of the battle, and with one shot he blew off half of the head of the leader of the Libyan militants, Muhammad Zaire. This shot not only killed the commander of the militants, but also completely messed them up.
Following Kevin Martin's first shot, the fourteen guards and four mercenaries who occupied the advantageous terrain of the refinery immediately emerged from their hiding places, and a series of precise short bursts of fire instantly killed more than twenty militants.
In just less than a minute, one third of the more than seventy Libyan militants fell to the ground.
Kevin Martin killed four people by himself, one of whom was Mohammed Zaire, and the remaining three were militants carrying three RPGs. The Type 88 semi-automatic sniper rifle with a ten-round magazine was an almost unstoppable weapon when it was in a commanding position and there was no cover on the opposite side.
This round of fierce attack immediately made the group of Libyan militants completely confused. The commander lost half of his head, and the three companions who carried the most powerful firepower were also killed by a few accurate shots from the sniper on the opposite side. The remaining militants could only lie on the east side of the road, using the raised roadbed to resist the bullets from the opposite side.
This move was indeed a good one, because the raised roadbed made Zheng Shuang and the others' weapons useless.
But the fact that Zheng Shuang and his team had no way to deal with the militants on the other side of the road did not mean that Kevin Martin standing on the iron tower and another guard operating the squad machine gun had no way to deal with them.
They were located more than 40 meters above the ground. At this location, it would be a joke for the militants to hide under the roadbed.
Kevin Martin nodded to his companions, and then continued to call out the names of the people in a leisurely manner. Of course, his scope never left the three RPGs. If anyone dared to touch the three RPGs, Kevin Martin's bullets would definitely smash that person's head in the first place!
As for the guards beside him, they pulled the bolt excitedly. The next moment, the unique sound of the heavy machine gun suddenly rang out from the iron tower, and the flames spewing out from the muzzle were about one meter long.
Bullets fell from the sky like rain. The militants hiding under the roadbed were simply unable to withstand the heavy machine gun bullets from the sky. In just a few minutes, more than 20 people were turned into briquettes by the heavy machine guns.
At a distance of more than 300 meters, under the illumination of four high-power searchlights, these militants had nowhere to hide. Moreover, at this distance, the heavy machine guns were at their most powerful, and if they were hit by a 7.62mm bullet, they would basically be dead.
In less than five minutes, about fifty of the seventy people had fallen, which completely stunned the militants.
Especially the devil-like heavy machine gun, which is even more nightmare than nightmare.
No one knew who shouted among the remaining militants, and then they raised their guns with one hand and started shooting indiscriminately while running towards the living area.
The fierce counterattack caused Zheng Shuang and his men's offensive to pause slightly. Taking advantage of this gap, the remaining twenty or so militants ran towards the living area like wild dogs on break free, risking their lives.
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