"Therefore, you need our helicopters."
Xia Yu confirmed with Monier.
"It might be more than that. If the DGSE (Foreign Security Service) can dig out useful intelligence, the higher-ups have the idea of crushing the Nasser independence movement in one fell swoop."
Yes, it's only crippling them; completely eliminating them is extremely difficult. Nasser's faction hasn't been active in Marie for some time, while Ace's faction has been very active.
"Infantry fighting vehicles and tanks, given the right opportunity, are powerful tools for expanding our victories."
Monier continued.
The Super Hornet of the Firepower Defense can carry 28 fully armed soldiers, and the Hind can carry another 8, making a total of 36 people. With the addition of two Marder tanks carrying 13 people, they can deploy a total of 49 personnel.
Actually, this task could be entirely contracted out to Jihuo Defense, which might only require 21 soldiers. However, for such a revenge operation, it's impossible to do it without our own personnel.
However, Xia Yu only gets the engineering work for vehicle delivery and attack. All the technical staff have to be mobilized, and all the combat staff except for 06 have no work to do.
Of course, Monier was good at interpersonal relationships. Even though the individual combat units that didn't use concentrated fire defense were not used, he still helped arrange training for the soldiers of Marie.
Because it is not very dangerous, the budget is slightly lower than that for war zone patrols, at a standard of 2,200 euros per person per day.
The training period is tentatively set for one month, which translates to a base income of 1.32 million euros.
Compared to patrols, regular PMC companies prefer this type of business because it is safe enough.
It's alright if we're focusing on fire defense; after all, we can't let the guys stay idle all the time!
He can recoup his labor costs by "renting out" his idle employees.
"The location is not far, just 300 meters north of the Blue Helmet base."
After leaving Monier's office, Xia Yu found Christian.
Lao Ke was in charge of training in Kenniya, so sending him as the team leader this time was a perfect match for his expertise.
"Boss, the trainees aren't just soldiers from the Mali government forces."
Christian vaguely remembered that it seemed to be a combat coordination mechanism camp, not a purely government military base.
"Yes, government troops only make up 20%, the rest are all pro-government militias."
Xia Yu confirmed.
The Malian army has only a few thousand men, and dozens or even hundreds of them die from time to time. Scattered across a country of more than one million square kilometers, it is simply not enough.
Therefore, local governments would definitely organize local militias to protect their hometowns, thus forming pro-government armed forces.
Unfortunately, only the core group composed of veterans still has some combat effectiveness; don't expect too much from the military skills of the others.
"I understand, boss. Don't worry about leaving it to us!"
Although his brows were furrowed, Lao Ke still assured Xia Yu.
This is their job: special forces need to be trained, and militia need to be trained as well, and they need to be an enhanced version of the militia with the same level of military strength as the Marri government forces.
His training program, which included shooting and artillery operation, proficiency in using light weapons, and battlefield desensitization training, was already in place.
That's exactly the kind of talent they need. The next day, Lao Ke led a team of 20 instructors to the combat coordination mechanism camp.
"The boss drives a female Hind, and the glider drives a Super Bumblebee, so the rest of us can't even put together a three-car crew."
During the internal meeting, Hans asked Xia Yudao.
To be precise, it's a four-car crew, and the Weasel K1 also has to be on board.
When a platoon of soldiers is involved in combat and injuries occur, under the same medical conditions, on-site treatment is definitely superior to evacuating them by helicopter.
In addition, compared to the Afica soldiers whose lives were considered worthless, the Germans could not afford to lose soldiers, so they were more willing to invest in medical care.
However, their basic transport version of the Griffin is still under development, and the special armored rescue version is even further away. Renting the Weasel K1 from Jihuo Defense becomes the best option.
The original idea was to provide battlefield medical support for the company's employees; the continuous revenue generation was something Xia Yu hadn't anticipated.
The war zone patrol was just to make up the numbers. The Weasel K1's appearance fee this time was higher than Leclerc UAE's. I'll give Liv more "pocket money" later.
"This operation was basically determined to be a low-intensity operation, so all ground forces adopted two-person vehicle crews. Honey Badger and Mongoose drove Leclerc UAE, Shrew and Wolverine went to Weasel S30, and 06 and Mole went to Weasel S3."
Xia Yu explained his plan.
When fighting armored rebels, it doesn't matter if you have a small number of vehicles; the important thing is to have a full complement of them.
However, since the target is an extremist group that only has armed pickup trucks, a two-person crew with the commander also serving as the gunner is sufficient.
Xia Yu had no doubt about their RPG inventory. They probably had anti-tank missiles, but the number would be very small, though it wouldn't matter if there were more.
Even without active defense systems, he's not blind in the air. Whether it's missiles or rocket launchers, they are priority targets on the battlefield, even above heavy machine gun emplacements.
"The German military force is composed of two parts, but both come from the 1st Marine Parachute Regiment."
The meeting continued, and Xia Yu introduced the allied forces involved in this operation to the employees.
This unit was part of the British Air Service during World War II and was also the main force of the British Army Special Warfare Command.
At the beginning of the year, during the attack on a hotel in Ketuna Faso, they cooperated with government forces to storm the hotel and successfully rescued hundreds of hostages.
However, the 1st Company, which specializes in urban warfare and indoor counter-terrorism, was dispatched.
This time, the airborne defense support was delivered by the 2nd Company, which is skilled in desert warfare, while the ground support for the infantry fighting vehicles was provided by the 3rd Company, which is positioned for mechanized patrols.
They should arrive within about a week, with one platoon from each side expected, and the rest will be used as reserves.
We'll be there when needed, and if not, we'll be responsible for cleaning up the battlefield. After all, once the operation begins, there's no need for secrecy anymore.
"This is Lieutenant Louis, he is the platoon leader of the 2nd Platoon of the 2nd Company, you can call him the Locksmith. That is Lieutenant Claude, he is the platoon leader of the 1st Platoon of the 3rd Company, his nickname is Painter."
A few days later, Monier introduced the two military officers in front of him to Xia Yu.
Louis XVI and Monet, right? It seems that in the special forces of the United States, only junior commanders have code names.
"Hello, I am Sherlock, the boss of Jihuo Defense. You can also call me Weasel. I hope we can work together to completely eradicate the Nasser independence movement's Ace faction in this operation."
After shaking hands with the two in turn, Xia Yu introduced himself and set the tone for the next move.
Cooperation is essential to winning this battle. Vehicles can only destroy the enemy; to take down all the targets, the cooperation of elite infantry is indispensable.
Special forces and mechanized infantry are both elite infantry units, and once they gain a numerical advantage, they become even more formidable.
Only through the concerted efforts of both sides could they defeat the nearly four hundred men of Senar's faction.
Yes, according to an investigation by the US-based SITE Intelligence Group, which specializes in studying jihadist movements, the Nasser independence movement has expanded to nearly a thousand people, of whom the Ace faction is in the minority.
These days, there's nothing that can't be outsourced—catering, training, combating crime, even intelligence.
The Foreign Security Bureau sometimes has to buy intelligence from SIDE because it's cheaper and less dangerous to buy it directly than to do it themselves.
The infamous CIA also operates on this model. Before the Prism scandal a few years ago, they had signed cooperation agreements with more than 100 outsourcing companies, demonstrating their thorough marketization.
If they can't devour the entire Senalist independence movement, then they'll devour these four hundred Aeschists.
Compared to the Al-Qaeda faction, who are better at individual combat, they are more adept at bomb attacks. Subtracting those in logistics and support, that's nearly three hundred suicide bombers!
It would be more effective to strike them first, and both sides agreed on this point.
"Hello, Mr. Sherlock, we also hope that this cooperation can proceed smoothly and achieve the tactical goal of eliminating the extremist organization with minimal casualties."
After glancing at his colleagues, Louis spoke on behalf of the two.
"Then we'll begin joint training for aircrews, vehicle crews, and combat personnel tomorrow."
"That's exactly right!"
For the operation to succeed, coordinated training is essential. In the past, fire defense was carried out by our own people, and basic training was completed as early as in Bogo Village. After two drills, the operation can proceed.
With their partner now the 1st Marine Parachute Regiment, both sides must quickly familiarize themselves with each other before they can engage in actual combat.
Fortunately, there was still time. The Foreign Security Bureau was not very efficient. They started with the Mauritania website, which claimed responsibility for the checkpoint attack, and tracked down the spokesperson to the ancient city of Djenné in Mauri.
However, the intelligence personnel did not find anything after arriving there.
These extremist groups' hacking methods are not sophisticated, because their physical location can always be tracked, so they send people to other cities or even other countries to speak online.
Based on comprehensive analysis, this ancient city of Djene is likely a physical botnet, but the enemy's base should be nearby.
Xia Yu didn't know how they made that judgment. He and Andrei were rappelling in the desert with more than 30 people.
Although they were unsure how to engage the enemy, the noise from the helicopters meant they could only drop personnel a maximum of 3 kilometers away from the target.
If the population density is high, they will have to retreat to another 5 kilometers.
In the operation to hunt down Uncle Dengzi, although Lao Mei deployed a stealth Black Hawk, it was mainly because there was a military academy nearby, and helicopters flew back and forth every day, which allowed them to get as close as possible to within 100 meters.
With fewer than 50 individual combat units, it would be better for them to keep a low profile when launching a surprise attack on nearly 400 enemy soldiers.
As for your suggestion to be conservative and mobilize 500 troops to be confident, the French can muster that many soldiers, but any armed organization with intelligence channels will be on guard, wary of the French mobilizing troops to attack them.
If only two platoons are deployed, and the heavy equipment is all from PMC, then it won't cause much of a stir.
At Camp Oga, the mechanized infantry squad responsible for finishing off the second echelon is also adapting to the Marder platform for concentrated fire defense.
"This car feels better than our AMX-10P."
During a break, an old sergeant said to his comrade next to him.
"It's just not suitable for carrying. It's such a huge weight, yet it can only carry six infantrymen. It's a complete waste."
"Then you don't know the battle that made the concentrated fire defense famous. That Marder with a new main gun took out 4 AMX-10Ps and 8 AMX-10RCs."
Platoon leader Claude said with a complicated expression.
He used to dislike those equipment, but it still hurt to hear that he was defeated 0-12. That was his youth!
"I think it's worth it to bring two fewer infantrymen in exchange for high attack and high defense. Although it's not suitable for us, when we're being ambushed, nobody would want to sit in its troop transport compartment."
Claude spoke the minds of the soldiers.
The VBCI is great, but unfortunately two of their vehicles were just ambushed and destroyed, so their morale is low!
It's alright, they'll get their revenge soon.
"Da da da da"
"Hurry up, everyone. 20 push-ups, then shoot at the targets in front of you."
Among the group of black men doing push-ups, Old Ke's old Type 56 rifle drooped, firing intermittently at the militiamen, the splattered sand stinging his cheeks.
This effectively reduces their fear of bullets, thus desensitizing them on the battlefield and preventing them from collapsing when ambushed. This is also the foundation for transforming a rabble into an elite militia.
In addition, high-intensity training also requires adequate nutrition. With the support of the local government and the Chinese community, these black men, who don't even have enough carbohydrates at home, have gradually become stronger after consuming enough beef and mutton.
The same applies to extremist organizations. Through taxation, theft, robbery, and the smuggling of gold and tobacco, they can not only afford equipment but also support the high-intensity training of their members.
It is undeniable that some people join extremist organizations because they enjoy good food, rather than because of their extreme ideologies.
But fate's gifts have already come with a hidden price; you need to eat and drink well and be plump and strong to set off on your journey!
Sadu joined the West African jihad after his family suffered a disaster and went hungry, and eventually became a member of the Nasserian Az faction.
Because he was considered "slow" and could never learn to drive, he was never assigned to any jihadist missions.
Even after all his comrades who joined the organization at the same time had met Pearl, and many of his juniors had been killed or injured, Sadu was still alive and well.
However, his luck ran out this time, as the deputy leader selected their squad to carry out the raid.
Damn it, all he wanted was to have enough to eat, what did he do wrong?
Before setting off, the mission encountered a slight setback: another organization launched a surprise attack on the Haired People of Oga, and their deputy leader claimed responsibility for the incident.
Logically, with someone doing the work for them, they wouldn't have to go to Oga, but the deputy leader is planning a double whammy to give those hypocritical UN peacekeepers a good beating too.
So they still came to Oga, their target being the Blue Helmet Stabilization Regiment of Mari in the northern suburbs, the super camp of the Eastern Theater.
"The situation is not good; they've declared martial law."
Squad commander Abdullah returned after personally scouting the location, his face etched with seriousness.
After the incident involving the Malaysians, a month-long martial law was the minimum requirement, given that the Malaysians are attacked more frequently. In contrast, the government forces were lax and failed to grasp the seriousness of the situation.
Generally speaking, there are tall people to hold the fort, but extremist groups also like to pick on the weak!
When the blue helmets become like hedgehogs, and the Chinese people are on high alert, it will be clear who swam without pants when the tide goes out.
After reporting to his deputy, Abdullah revised the attack target, moving the Blue Helmet base 300 meters north to target the Operations Coordination Mechanism camp.
There were not only Marie's army soldiers there, but also pro-government militias who were "aiding and abetting the tyrants," and they were even more hateful than the foreigners.
“The distance is a bit close. After the Alem operation is successful, we will have a maximum of ten minutes to move in. The assault team will follow and kill everyone standing in the camp.”
"The reserve team will remain outside the camp. If the blue helmets come to our aid, we will engage if there is an opportunity; otherwise, we will withdraw."
Inside the room, Abdullah and his members held a meeting.
Allem drives the suicide car, and his driving skills are the best among the rookies, so he will definitely achieve more results.
“Sadu, tell me your thoughts.”
Old A called out Sadu's name.
In an organization, no one can just eat without working.
Although he couldn't drive, he had excellent eyesight and a talent for shooting, so he was assigned as the leader of the assault team.
However, Sadu was not good at commanding; when they broke in, they mostly fought their own battles and then withdrew when the time was up.
"Here's what I'm thinking: the attack is scheduled for evening, so we don't need to wander around the camp; we can just go straight to their mess hall."
"Good idea, let's do it. Nobody carries a gun while eating."
Abdullah approved his subordinates' plan, but his statement was too absolute.
Well-trained soldiers, not to mention eating, even take a shower in the war zone camp with a pistol. Only Mari's army is relatively lax.
At the same time, the training team of instructors sent by Jihuo Defense to train the militia entered the canteen fully armed and lined up to receive today's dinner.
Spicy fried chicken made from a quarter of a chicken, a staple food of cassava flour and millet, an extra Niger River perch for instructors and officers, and mangoes for everyone after the meal.
"Aside from the staple food, which I don't like, the dishes are surprisingly okay."
Food critic Mariano forked a chicken leg and commented sharply.
"You have to work your life away to afford a meal like this. Ordinary people don't get to eat chicken every day."
Social observer Rob said this.
"After eliminating all extremist groups and separatist forces, will they be able to afford to eat chicken every day?"
"It's still very difficult. The pie that the people of the Fa Kingdom gave them is too small. And haven't you all noticed that the climate in Afica is getting drier and drier? This is not good for crop growth and livestock breeding."
Dinner ended with a discussion, and soon a new day began.
The bulletproof vests that were washed yesterday were air-dried this morning. After stuffing in the composite ceramic inserts, the members were fully armed and ready to begin today's lesson.
First, there was a weighted run, then breakfast, and then light weapons shooting...
Some train for the whole day, while others train for half a day, and spend the rest of their time on patrol.
Since the Malaysians, PMC companies, and blue helmets cannot patrol every day, the government army and militia are responsible for these gaps, which is why a combat coordination mechanism has been established in the camps.
Furthermore, all three parties raised their alert levels, which made the people of Marie feel more relaxed and allowed them to find time to receive professional training.
We go out on patrol in the morning and have to continue training when we get back in the afternoon. But the worst is the third patrol, which goes on from dusk until 8 p.m. We can only eat dinner when we get back, and it's always leftovers.
On a street in the suburbs of the northern part of the city, Alem's hands gripped the steering wheel somewhat nervously in the driver's seat of a Citroën C2 parked by the roadside.
He glanced at the Casio watch in his left hand; with less than three minutes left, his life was about to begin its countdown.
"Buzz"
Silently counting down to the last minute, two pickup trucks belonging to the government army appeared around the corner carrying nearly 30 people.
The shift change was punctual, after all, it was time to clock out and have dinner. They worked hard all day just for this meal, but unfortunately, with their minds full of food, they didn't notice the car following behind them.
After scanning their faces to enter the camp, the two vehicles drove towards the assembled shift change personnel. Given the limited resources, they changed personnel but not vehicles.
"Buzzing"
A silver Citroën C2 crashed through the parking barrier and sped into the camp.
No sooner said than done, Alem spotted the best target, turned the steering wheel, and sped into the crowd.
"Boom!"
A deafening roar, flames, and billowing smoke instantly engulfed everyone present, followed by a cascade of severed limbs falling to the ground.
"Buzz"
Two pickup trucks carrying the 18-man assault team rushed into the camp after the explosion, only to be drenched in a rain of blood.
"Da da da"
"Charge! Charge! Charge! The cafeteria is in that direction!"
Sadu was the first to jump out of the car and signaled his men to charge ahead.
They didn't go there to eat; they went there to commit mass murder.
If this attack had happened two weeks ago, it might have been possible. But the moment the explosion occurred, the team of instructors discussing global warming instantly went into battle mode.
Because it was training, each person only carried two live ammunition magazines. However, for a number of marksmen, one magazine (20 rounds) might be enough to end the battle.
Sergei and 05 went straight to the window, loaded the bullets, and extended the muzzle.
"Everyone calm down, crouch down, and don't make a sound."
Chief Instructor Old Ke stood up and addressed all the Marie Army soldiers and militia.
"Calling the boss, this is Fennec Fox, this is Fennec Fox, the Operations Coordination Mechanism camp has been attacked by a car bomb."
"Bang"
The moment the message was sent out on the walkie-talkie and relayed from the Tiger armored vehicle's onboard VHF radio in the parking lot, the counterattack began.
"This is the Weasel. I heard you. I'll be there in five minutes."
Xia Yu had just finished training and stepped off the helicopter when Louis and his men were already heading back.
They carried live ammunition, but as for the ammunition for the Mi-24V, they only had 500 rounds for the Gatling gun turret, which was enough.
"Splash splash"
The propellers started spinning again, and the battle in the cafeteria continued.
Sergei and 05 took down the militants charging at the front with three shots, and the rest of them didn't show themselves.
Anton, along with two other assault men, collected their 5.56mm magazines and charged out under the cover of a marksman.
What a mess! They were clearly there for training.
We were having dinner and discussing the world situation when we were attacked by these damned extremist groups. We have to keep them all here.
"Bang bang bang"
"boom"
Upon reaching the corner, sigsg552 extended a short reach, followed by Ivan throwing a grenade that exploded.
"rush"
Fully equipped, Anton led the charge out.
"Bang bang"
The militant, who had ducked to avoid a grenade, was shot down with two bullets the moment he looked up.
"Bang bang"
Ivan followed up with a shot, taking down another guy who had already raised his gun.
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