"Put-put-put"
The sharp whistling of pkm rang out, sending stone chips flying from the corner of the wall, and the two who had peeked out immediately retreated.
"Damn it, they brought a squad machine gun."
Anton leaned against the wall and cursed.
Machine gunners are arguably the nemesis of assault troopers, and the machine gunners in their company, including snipers, only carry pistols for self-defense, let alone smoke grenades and stun grenades.
"Splash splash"
"The boss is here."
Ivan heard the sound of a helicopter.
"The boss isn't that fast; it's a blue-helmeted helicopter."
Only 300 meters apart, the UN forces responded quickly this time. As soon as the camp's helicopters took off, the armed rescue convoy rushed out of the gate and headed towards the Operations Coordination Mechanism camp.
"Great opportunity! Reserves, charge!"
Abdullah issued the final battle orders.
"Buzz"
An old Jetta sped out from the corner and crashed into the blue helmet rescue convoy.
"Knock knock knock"
The 92A tank, painted white, seemed to have received authorization to fire before setting off. The Type 89 heavy machine gun on the turret turned and began to unleash a torrent of bullets.
"Boom!"
With just a short burst of fire, the bomb weighing over 100 kilograms inside the vehicle was detonated prematurely, and the shockwave and shrapnel caused the convoy to crackle and pop.
I can't imagine what kind of damage this vehicle would cause if it went another 50 meters forward. The blue helmets on the vehicles aren't as thick as the VBCIs of the Chinese. It's a good thing they set up a demonstration a while ago.
"Let's retreat, there's no chance left."
Abdullah put down his binoculars, his voice filled with regret.
He had a bomb in the trunk of his car, and he could have gone in himself if necessary, but unfortunately the other side didn't give him that chance.
As for the assault team that stormed the camp, both the organization and Pearl will remember them.
"Knock knock knock"
Two armed pickup trucks drove erratically through the camp, their 12.7mm heavy machine guns firing at every standing person until…
"Bang"
The bullet pierced the machine gunner's chest cavity without any obstruction, and the DShK heavy machine gun finally stopped roaring.
Under the cover of the roaring rotors of the UN Bell 412 rescue helicopter, the bare Mi-24Vs with their hulls spread out on both sides quietly arrived, and the military snipers in the troop transport compartment once again pulled the trigger of the PGM 338.
"Bang"
From their vantage point, the machine gunner in the other pickup truck was also taken down with a single shot.
The snipers in Operation Barkhane preferred to hide on antelopes and super jaguars and take sniper shots rather than lying in ambush in the desert.
Therefore, on the helicopter platform alone, every sniper from the 2nd Company of the 1st Marine Parachute Regiment could go toe-to-toe with Paul.
Paul, holding a small pistol in the canteen, expressed his belief, but where was his gun?
The Mali government forces also have snipers, but they use the FR-F2 platoon bolt-action sniper rifle, which has been phased out by the Malaysians. It is being gradually replaced by the HK417 and SCAR-H, so although it is called a sniper rifle, it is actually a bolt-action precision marksman rifle.
Paul only trained precision shooters who could hit targets at 500 or 600 meters. He left both the T-5000 and the A and B .338 high-precision sniper rifles he was testing in his room.
Sigh, he should be in heaven; he could be just as carefree there.
"Da da da"
A burst of AK-47 gunfire rang out, instantly silencing the PKM that was blocking Anton and his men, and also interrupting Paul's thoughts.
Leaning to the side and looking out the window, they saw an armed man with his hands raised above his head, slowly walking towards them.
This isn't right!
Aren't all members of extremist groups extreme? Why did he surrender?
Sadu knew exactly what he was doing: killing his own people to force surrender.
The bomb squad succeeded, while the assault squad failed and was discarded. But he didn't want to see Pearl so soon, so he had to find another way to live.
Pull the trigger, and a burst of bullets takes down the PKM's gunner and assistant gunner who are in the middle of a fierce battle. Then, drop the gun, stand up, and surrender.
Anton, who was studying the flanking maneuver, was stunned and immediately beckoned Ivan to go.
"Click click click"
With the SAP nylon restraint straps in place and locked tight, both parties breathed a sigh of relief.
"beep"
After giving a dead-end pickup truck a short distance and confirming that the camp was completely safe, Xia Yu piloted the Mi-24V to land in the center of the camp.
A Super Jaguar from the Fa Jun team arrived at the scene shortly after him, but unexpectedly, it was Monier who got off.
He was expected to arrive. The scene was extremely horrific. The first vehicle exploded, killing at least 50 people. The two armed pickup trucks that stormed into the camp were also incredibly efficient, causing casualties of about a platoon.
If it weren't for the intervention of the concentrated fire defense instructors, the number of dead and injured would have been even higher.
Ultimately, it comes down to the Mariens' poor defense awareness. They treat their camp like home, but this is Oga! Even the Fatrian camp has been hit by rockets. There is no absolutely safe place here.
"...That's the situation. After confirming all the wounded, we took a roll call of the remaining people. A total of 87 people are missing."
The camp commander briefed Colonel Monier and Major General Benjamin, commander of the Blue Helmets Eastern Sector, on the general situation.
The UN super camp's medical teams have been fully deployed, but more than 100 people have been injured, and many of the seriously injured are slowly turning into the death toll.
Xia Yu didn't participate in their conversation. He only breathed a sigh of relief after finding Lao Ke and confirming that none of his men were injured.
This time it happened again, but fortunately they were only responsible for personnel training. Both the canteen and the barracks were far from the main gate of the camp.
"Boss, they also captured a person who surrendered, who said he was a member of the Nasser independence movement."
Old Ke continued.
"Oh, and he also helped us get rid of our own machine gunners."
"Oh, take me to see it."
Xia Yu immediately realized the importance of the matter.
Surrendering voluntarily and then ruthlessly killing one's own people—that's some serious awareness!
Through him, they will most likely be able to follow the clues and find the other party's hideout, unlike the SGSE group who have worked hard but achieved nothing.
"Colonel, that's him. He's willing to cooperate with us in fighting Naxalism and the Aztecs, on the condition that he has a Chinese passport."
After talking with Sadoo, Xia Yu found Monier.
He had saved up two or three pounds of gold dust, but the important thing was to change his identity. Otherwise, even if he wiped out the Ace faction, the Foundation would eventually find him.
"Okay, I can agree to that."
Monier said it very simply.
There are over five million Black people in the United States, more than half of whom are legal citizens with citizenship. One more won't make a difference, but it can help them crack down on this constantly provocative extremist organization. This is a very worthwhile deal.
"They are in Dogo in the Mopti region."
After receiving assurances from the head of the Oga camp, Sadu revealed the location of the Ace faction's stronghold.
"No wonder, Dogo. It's very convenient to go to the ancient city of Djenné and cross the border into Mauritania from there."
Sure enough, in government and corporate anti-corruption efforts, family members are relied upon, and in regional counter-terrorism efforts, traitors are needed – this is more effective than a hundred secret agents.
Monier reported the message, and the drone immediately flew to Dogo. The next day, right after lunch, there was news.
"The location has been determined; their area of operation is this driving school and the gold mining area a few kilometers away."
Inside the office, Xia Yu picked up several aerial photos from the table.
This business model is quite reminiscent of Liangshan Marsh, isn't it? They run hotels at the foot of the mountain to gather information and receive righteous men.
The Aspire driving school, on the other hand, is for training drivers.
A driver's license that can be obtained by paying money is useless to them; members who carry out special operations missions must all be skilled drivers.
Only by owning an organization's driving school can one train drivers on various vehicle types and improve their driving skills.
Another issue is solving the financial problem. The driving school's revenue can cover part of the cost, and the rest, like most organizations in Mari, will generate cash flow through mining.
The gold dust that Sadoo stole was intercepted by the mine.
“Mari’s laws allow individuals to mine gold from the ground, but individuals don’t have the machinery, so it’s inefficient. Extremist groups don’t have this problem.”
Monier explained to Xia Yu.
"However, according to Sadu's confession, they did not have the ability to smuggle gold. The gold was sold by Al-Qaeda in exchange for various weapons and supplies."
The price of gold dust from mining sites won't be too high, since refining it from around 80% purity to 99.99% requires both technical expertise and cost constraints.
Smuggling them to other regions can fetch higher prices.
Like Su Dan, every year tens of tons of gold and billions of dollars are lost due to smuggling, and everyone in the whole line gets a share.
"This is also why, despite their internal discord, they haven't publicly broken ties."
"That's true, but Sadu can't be sure either. It seems most of the Foundation members have left Mari."
Monier then moved on to another topic.
"No wonder the Ace faction is always active in Mari; the Foundation faction has stepped out of this circle."
Xia Yu understood.
Mari has been transformed into a model region for counter-terrorism. Although it still achieved many victories, expanding the holy war is another possible path.
Masina previously chose to send troops to Kinabalu, so it's understandable that the base would send troops to other countries.
So which country is it?
"It's probably because Nirsardu's level is limited, and he doesn't know much."
Knowing too much means you don't need to lead a raid; ultimately, you're just cannon fodder with some status.
"So when will we take action against the Ace Faction?"
Xia Yu finally asked the most important question.
"Within three days, I will be responsible for working with the military in Maryland to handle the aftermath of this attack. You will formulate an action plan as soon as possible based on the intelligence you have gathered."
The plan is mainly the responsibility of the Malaysians, with Jihuo Defense acting as a supporting party, only providing supplementary support.
By the time Abdullah returned to Dogo via a detour, both sides had already come up with a preliminary plan.
They would still operate at night, as darkness was the best camouflage.
The driving school was dealt with by the reserve forces, while they focused their full efforts on attacking the mining area.
Meanwhile, the culprits who attacked the Germans are having a great time in Niger.
"Da da da"
"Bang bang bang"
While drinking guava juice, Hamadun watched as al-Qaeda members in front of him engaged in intensive training.
His combat power was two streets ahead of his.
"Whoosh!"
Look, there are even people using mortars. In Marina, only Tuareg people and larger armed groups are equipped with such things. Extremist groups prefer to use bombs.
"Compared to Mari, the intensity of the battle in Niger is a whole level lower; they are too complacent."
Al-Qaeda leader Belmukhtar remarked to Hamadun beside him.
Judging from his skin color, he is a typical North African. He participated in the Afghan jihad as early as the 1990s, but he missed the fight against the Sulians because they disbanded and stopped fighting.
Fortunately, the Americans filled the "ecological niche" and stepped into the graveyard of empires without hesitation.
He brought all his belongings to Niger this time, not only because it was convenient for smuggling, but also because he wanted to meet old friends, who were more familiar to Belmukhtar than the Germans.
"The same goes for Kinabalu Faso, but we chose the wrong location. The border area is still under the control of the French. If we had chosen a different location, Masina wouldn't have lost half of its manpower."
Hamadun also reviewed the situation and realized that such a painful price could be paid if a decision was wrong.
“Hamadun, my promise still stands. You know me. I’m not like those people in the Maghreb. I don’t care about skin color. As long as you’re willing to contribute to our holy war, we’re comrades on the same side.”
Belmukhtar extended an olive branch once again.
He was also explaining why the Nasser independence movement, though divided, did not split apart.
Even in the real world of jihad, there is racial discrimination, especially within al-Qaeda, which is predominantly composed of Arabs; they are not as tolerant as Ace Ace.
The way you're doing this might not matter in Afica in the north, but it's practically equivalent to giving up most of Black and Green West Africa.
Belmukhtar gained the West African jihadist organization's membership because he treated everyone equally, and even though things aren't going well now, his character cannot be denied.
It is also because of this appeal that 60% of his organization is Black, and it was all developed in Marie and Niger.
Now, Belmukhtar has set his sights on Hamadun, the former little black brother who unexpectedly achieved great success more than a decade later.
"Chief, I'll say it again: as long as the day we drive out the Hairy people, I will definitely come to help you."
Hamadun said just as solemnly.
He hated the Germans more than his "good friends".
The Malaysians may leave, but Hamadun may not see it; extreme ideologies do not bring good results.
Their development was even a result of the other side's indulgence, and the ruling government in the Sahel region invited the military to enter, so they were the only ones who could drive the other side away.
Terrorist attacks won't drive anyone away; they'll either become numbers in the military's war reports or bounties for PMC.
"Then I can only hope that day comes soon, that the Sahara has half of you..."
Just as Belmukhtar was about to say something, his men rushed in and whispered a long message in his ear.
"I told you, he's an idiot. He takes the blame for arson and tries to spread the fire with straw. He's bound to burn himself if he does that."
Upon hearing that the Aspec had claimed responsibility for the attack on the military camp two days prior, Belmukhtar was furious.
"No, I have to remind this idiot."
Meanwhile, the convoy of the concentrated fire defense force had just left Oga.
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