For the next week, Jihuo Defense continued with its usual tasks, but the headquarters and branches of the Poor National Salvation Army were like frightened birds, constantly on guard against an attack.
However, the men that Kesyat sent out discovered that the company was still running a free clinic and completely disregarded them.
Fortunately, the two brothers weren't very bright, but they still had their brains. They thought the concentrated fire defense was just a bluff to lull them into a false sense of security and launch a sneak attack.
They saw through our little scheme, so they sent people to stake out Jiban Airport, which is near the Fajun military camp, to keep a close eye on when they would come out.
"Boss, I have a feeling like there are eyes watching us from outside!"
As usual, Xia Yu and several members of the instructors' group, along with Anton and Sergei, sat at a table for breakfast, which also served as their morning meeting, said Leonardo, who was in charge of the medical team's security yesterday.
Although he wasn't a sniper, as a former hooded man specializing in urban warfare, he seemed more sensitive to being monitored.
"We should clean up the surrounding area before we take action. Leave that to me!"
Xia Yu nodded to indicate that he would handle it.
Unlike before, this time when he came to Zhongfei, he spent most of his time at the base, remotely directing the actions of his employees.
The final offensive is about to begin, and it's time for him, the boss who's responsible for the main damage output, to warm up and stretch.
"Sizzle calls to the leader, their medical team has set off again, but the exact destination is unknown."
Outside the camp, two black men, who were lying in ambush in the bushes and watching the camp gate, called Siyat on the radio and informed him of the movements of the concentrated fire defense as usual.
One armored ambulance and one light armored vehicle. As for the infantry fighting vehicle and the armed helicopter, they haven't been seen coming out since they entered the camp, like turtles hiding in their shells.
"Woo"
While they were reporting, an Inspire 2 silently took off, its gimbal-mounted thermal imaging camera scanning the area outside the camp.
Soon, two black dots suddenly appeared in the light gray-white color scheme.
There really was an ambush; they weren't stupid, but they weren't particularly clever either.
Reconnaissance is a crucial part of combat, but now that everyone's here, we should at least issue two sets of camouflage suits with near-infrared camouflage coating!
According to background information, this SIGAT is actually a military academy dropout. Doesn't he know that thermal imaging technology is now dirt cheap?
The technical mercenaries hired by Sasu were all aware of this, which directly rendered their ground-based irradiation teams ineffective, forcing them to resort to backup methods.
Therefore, since they are ultimately just low-level armed groups, it's only a matter of time before they are wiped out, and how much effort will be invested.
After noting down the exact location, Xia Yu tossed the remote control to Domi, who was standing next to him, so that the young man could retrieve the drone.
Back in the barracks, he pulled out the unused gun case that had been tucked away under the bed.
With a dedicated sniper in the company, Xia Yu, the boss, has even fewer opportunities to make a move, but he's lucky today.
He unlocked the latch and took out the calibrated L115A3. The previous Schmidt-Bender 25x scope had been replaced with a thermal imaging hunting scope.
Night shooting is not Xia Yu's forte, but that doesn't stop him from spending money on technology.
However, thermal imaging can be used during the day as well. Given the Phor tribe's frightened state, it's unlikely that there are only two people outside.
In order to achieve 24-hour surveillance, they must have rotating staff, and Xia Yu is waiting for their opportunity to change shifts.
Next, the drone took off every half hour to confirm that the other side had not moved its position.
It turns out that these two "eyes" are quite capable. If it weren't for thermal imaging, it would be really hard to tell that they were able to complete a series of actions such as eating, dropping landmines, and moving their bodies under the cover of bushes.
"These two must have been hunters in the rainforest before. Their camouflage skills were impeccable, and at night their skin color gave them an extra advantage. They've just been left behind by the times."
When Paul returned in the evening, he watched the video replay and commented.
He will serve as the secondary shooter. If Xia Yu can't take down everyone, then he, as the dedicated sniper, will provide the follow-up shots.
"Yes, in China, this is what they call 'no matter how good your kung fu is, you're still afraid of a kitchen knife.' Times have really changed."
After Xia Yu finished speaking, he stood up, picked up his gun, and walked towards the watchtower in the center of the camp, with Paul following closely behind.
That was the highest point in the entire airport besides the control tower. Without this observation post, Xia Yu would have to borrow helicopter gun mounts from the French to snipe them from the air.
As for the Gazelle directly strafing the area with its machine guns, or using drones to drop mortar shells, since it's near an airport, we still have to give the client some face.
Their last raid on the White Hat outpost was a huge embarrassment for both the Germans and the French, resulting in the cancellation of several flights. The official explanation given was that the Seleka armed group launched a surprise attack on the airport, but fortunately, no major damage was caused.
Anyway, since he's not clean, Sereka will have to take the blame for the attack on the defense. The truth will never be known to the outside world, since both sides are now dead.
After reaching the top of the observation tower, Xia Yu set up the bipod of his sniper rifle, sprayed half a bottle of mosquito repellent spray around, and then lay down to prepare for sniping.
Just now, Domi told him on the radio that there was a pickup truck parked five kilometers away.
The two people who got out of the car appeared to be carrying weapons and walked towards the camp.
That's right, the other side is here to relieve their shifts, and Xia Yu plans to take them all down at once.
"Clatter"
Pulling the bolt, a .338 high-precision sniper round that he had personally reloaded was fed into the chamber.
Pressing the switch, the €5000 thermal imaging hunting scope with 640x480 resolution produces decent image quality, but at the maximum magnification of 16x, it's practically unusable.
For optimal image clarity, 8x is the most comfortable magnification.
Besides this integrated thermal imaging scope, there is another solution for night sniping, which is to add a thermal imager directly in front of the white light scope, just like Paul did.
That would be more economical, but Xia Yu, the boss, has plenty of money, so he just went with the all-in-one model.
"Target spotted, at two o'clock, 850 meters away, wind speed 4 meters per second..."
Paul was both the assistant gunner and Xia Yu's spotter, and the target he reported was the two men who came to relieve him.
When sniping, prioritize shooting at those who are far away, so that none of the four people can escape.
"puff"
Before the sound of a gunshot, suppressed to 9 decibels, could travel 850 meters away, the bullet, traveling at nearly three times the speed of sound, pierced the chest of target A.
"Clatter"
"puff"
The shell was ejected, the chamber was loaded, and the trigger was pulled. In the instant that target B reacted and turned to escape, the 16.2-gram Lapua Magnum bullet spun and tore through his "side ribs".
Two shots, two hits. After extensive training, it was that easy.
"Secondary target, one o'clock direction, 760 meters away from us, they're trying to run, the wind speed is getting faster..."
Paul continued to call out the points; he felt he wouldn't have a chance to shoot tonight, and he was happy as long as the boss was having fun.
"puff"
Xia Yu pulled the trigger and fired the third shot. The bullet sent the panicked target C sprawling face-first into the dirt, but it seemed to have only hit the shoulder blade.
"puff"
Ignoring the other party, he fired his fourth bullet, sending target D to his doom.
"Palaszczuk, should we fire another shot?"
Xia Yu asked the expert for his opinion, referring to target c who was still moving his body.
"No need, boss. With injuries like this, even emergency treatment wouldn't save him."
Paul shook his head and said.
This is .338, which is more powerful than 7.62mm full-power rounds, with a muzzle energy of over 6000 joules. You can basically wear any level III body armor without worry.
Not to mention that the other person wasn't even dressed yet, and based on what he saw in the thermal imaging, there was about 0.5 liters of blood splattered out.
That shot definitely hit the subclavian artery. The reason it's still thrashing around is because of the adrenaline, but with the continued loss of blood, shock and death will happen in no time. Finishing it off would be a waste of bullets.
No wonder Magnesium wants to use 8.6mm for its next generation of general-purpose cameras; judging from the actual performance, it's indeed powerful enough.
"Calling Group 1, go wash the floor."
Xia Yu, having fired the last bullet and turned off the thermal imaging, called out over the radio.
"Yes, boss!"
Sergei led his team to bring the body and the vehicle back together. In a village on the riverbank more than ten kilometers away, Šate, who was still awake, waited for his men to return.
"Calling March, how's the situation on your end? Haven't your replacements arrived yet?"
Finally, unable to resist, he called out to the other party via radio.
“Mr. Slate, yes, March is dead, along with his three little friends.”
An unfamiliar voice came from the channel, like the low murmur of a demon.
Upon hearing this news, a layer of sweat instantly broke out on his forehead.
How... this is impossible?
Why not? If you're spying on someone else's hometown, you should be prepared to lose all your reconnaissance units.
This is also why Xia Yu only sent experienced personnel to gather intelligence after having better options; they are more professional.
He taught his opponent a lesson in command skills, a subject not yet covered in textbooks, through real-life experience.
"Let me introduce myself. I am Huang You, the boss of Ji Huo Defense. You can also call me Sherlock. My buddies and I have had a lot of fun playing the games these past few days."
Seeing that the other party did not respond, Xia Yu continued, adding psychological suggestion to his words.
Your attacks, demonstrations, and reconnaissance are just games to me. Your arrogant persona, coupled with the capital to be arrogant, indirectly shows that I want to play with you guys for a while longer.
But the museum is waiting to open, and Mari's business is waiting for him to develop. He doesn't have time to waste here!
The so-called "unhurried" demeanor was deliberately displayed by Xia Yu, with only one purpose.
"You'll regret this, I promise!"
"I'm so angry and embarrassed," Steve said.
These damn foreigners come to play games in my "beloved" motherland. Fine, let them relax and play at their leisure.
"I never regret doing business. We haven't known each other for long now, but you'll see later."
Xia Yu added a deeper implication.
“x&%￥#…”
The short-tempered Siyat started cursing in Sango, but subconsciously, he successfully planted the seed of a long-term confrontation with the concentrated fire defense.
In fact, he didn't have many options. He swallowed his anger, packed his belongings, and ran away.
Not to mention the high probability of being attacked en route, the reputation of the Phor ethnic group's national salvation armed forces would be completely ruined.
This is what Siyat finds most unacceptable. They've lost face for their tribe and themselves. The team's potential is limited. Unless the Germans, the Blue Helmets, and the African Union decide to intervene, they can't expect the enemy and the government forces to run away without a fight.
However, there are nuances to playing this game. Xia Yu's choice was clearly to go all in, but he needed to get his opponent to add fuel to the fire.
While it's undeniable that there are some very shrewd Black guys, given Xia Yu's skill level, the opponents he's encountered so far are all tactically easy to deceive.
This is true for Sasu, and even more so for the smaller Šate.
"It's getting late, I won't disturb Mr. Šate's rest any longer."
Seeing that the time was right, Xia Yu stopped there and ended the call without waiting for a reply.
That night, Šate didn't sleep a wink, his mind racing with ideas on how to deal with the PMC company called Jihuo Defense.
Aside from the opponent coming to their doorstep and forcing them to defend passively, they seem to have no other solutions.
Then let's increase patrols; this is his home turf.
We're attacking your home turf. It would be quite difficult to wipe out the enemy in any other place. The enemy's stronghold is the best place to take them all out.
In the following days, Siyat's men suffered greatly. Half of them already lived on the ship, and now they had to take turns on nightly shifts to prevent being attacked by concentrated fire.
But the other party didn't make any move, which made Siyat question his life.
I'm all ready, why aren't you here?
Here it comes, on a dark and windy night, the gears of fate begin to turn slowly.
The soldiers in the Fajun military camp, responsible for fire defense, threw themselves into busy pre-battle preparations.
This morning, the medical team went out as usual, but instead of providing free medical services, the two vehicles found a secluded place to adjust to the time difference.
The personnel left behind were also fast asleep in the camp, only waking up when it got dark.
After quickly filling their stomachs, they prepared together with the medical team that had just returned.
After confirming there were no eyes outside the camp, the first convoy drove out of the camp, carrying F470 rubber assault boats, SOC-R river combat boats, 10 water sprites, and 3 crew members on board.
The combat frogmen, divided into two groups, were fully armed. All the weapons in their hands and on their backs were stuffed into waterproof bags, and each person only had an underwater pistol at their waist that they could draw and fire at any time.
There was no other way; the river in Afica looked very murky to the naked eye, and if mud and sand got into the gun, it would definitely affect shooting. Wrapping it up was the best option.
When the convoy arrived at the riverbank, both boats were unloaded into the water.
Without saying much, Tom, Mariano, and the other two exchanged a glance before leading the six people in Group 2 onto F470 and setting off ahead of everyone else.
The number of people in the small boat was not excessive, but the equipment was a bit too much, since all seven people had to dive underwater.
Fortunately, there was still plenty of time before the official operation, so it didn't matter if they traveled a little slower.
"Begonia Rabbit, stick close to the mongooses and be ready to respond to the needs of each unit once the battle begins."
Standing beside the Weasel K1 vehicle, Xia Yu carefully gave Liv instructions.
It was his first time playing a penetration team game, and he seemed very confident, but he was still a little unsure of himself.
Without the cover of vehicles, even the most skilled soldiers are still just mortals, and the probability of being killed in battle increases significantly.
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