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Chapter 6215 The whole army is exhausted

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    Beerbohm felt the pain as if his body was being torn apart. He groaned and his knees softened and he knelt on the ground. However, he forced himself to hold the rifle with his left hand and did not fall to the ground.

    He was trembling like this, holding the rifle, kneeling on the ground, struggling and trying to stand up. However, after several efforts, his strength seemed to have been drained. His legs could not use any strength, and he could only hold the rifle like this.  Kneeling on the ground.

    There are not many Tuareg militants left in the valley, and they can only scream and run around in the valley as bullets are fired, and then they are knocked to the ground one by one.

    And they were surrounded by burning firewood, and the firelight illuminated the valley floor brightly. They were also exposed to the firelight, and it was not easy to find a dark shadow to hide.

    A few Tuareg militants were cornered and simply stopped running. They picked up rifles and light machine guns and fired at the cliff to fight back. However, the enemy was in the dark. They were in the open and could not be seen at all.  Where the enemy is, you can only see the muzzle flash from the muzzle when the enemy shoots, and you can roughly judge the enemy's position.

    Under such circumstances, a few militants and the mercenary unit were shooting at each other, which was simply an act of seeking death. The brothers of the mercenary unit were like shooting at targets, calmly aiming and shooting, killing the resisting armed forces one by one.  The elements were nailed to the ground.

    Beerbohm held the rifle to support his body, and spat out a mouthful of blood. There were even some internal organs in the spitted blood. It was obvious that the bullet that hit him had damaged his internal organs, so he shook the corner of his mouth and revealed  He smiled bitterly and murmured: "I'm really unwilling!"

    After saying these words, Beerbohm's head dropped heavily, exhaled his last breath, remained kneeling, holding his rifle, and died in the valley.

    At this time, fierce gunshots also rang out at the mouth of the valley. Black Mamba, with three or four brothers, also moved his hands at the front of the valley.  They also dropped some lit bundles of firewood into the valley, and even dropped a Yankee-produced thermite incendiary grenade to act as a flare, illuminating the interior of the valley entrance.

    At this time, there were more than a dozen Tuareg militants inside the valley mouth, busy rescuing the wounded, collecting the bodies of their colleagues, or collecting guns and ammunition from Tuareg militants who died in the battle.

    When burning bundles of firewood and incendiary grenades were suddenly dropped above their heads, these Tuareg militants were frightened. They quickly took off their rifles and shot towards the cliff.

    At this time, the machine gunner of the Malian army set up his machine gun and started shooting into the valley. According to the method Lin Rui taught him, he used about three short bursts of fire to continuously knock down the Tuareg militants in the valley one by one.  Fall to the ground.

    The rest of the soldiers opened fire, threw grenades, and fought from a high position.

    After the two sides exchanged fire for a short time, the gunfire in the valley gradually stopped. The injured Tuareg militants lay in the valley moaning, wailing, and begging for help, and no longer had the strength to resist.

    At this time, Lin Rui, who was lying on the hammock again, asked Eric to pack his things for him, then helped him stand up, and impatiently shouted to the guys under him: "Okay, okay! It's almost done.  ! Save some bullets! We still have a long way to go! If we can¡¯t replenish the bullets, you will cry when the time comes! Use them sparingly! Call it a day! Let¡¯s go home!"

    After dawn, when it was close to noon, a reinforcement of Tuareg militants finally arrived at Juegu. However, this Tuareg militants were a squadron transferred from nearby. They were from another part of Juegu.  One side rushed to the top of the Jue Valley.

    When a large number of Tuareg militants found this place under the guidance of their guides, they looked from the cliff towards the valley. All the Tuareg militants were shocked. The valley is still filled with smoke.  The smell, the bottom of the valley was covered with a layer of corpses of Tuareg militants.

    They even saw an officer, holding a rifle, kneeling on the stone beach at the bottom of the valley, his head lowered and motionless.

    At this time, there were still very few living Tuareg militants, looking through the corpses like zombies in the valley.

    The squadron leader of the Tuareg militants who led the team immediately ordered to find ropes or cut a large number of strong tree vines, lower them from the cliff, and let some soldiers slide down the valley along these ropes or tree vines.

    The squadron leader, including the militant, also slipped down into the valley and immediately called the two Tuareg militant soldiers who were still alive and asked them: "What happened here? Where are the enemies?"  Why are you suffering so many casualties?Sitting on the chair, he realized at this time why Beerbom proposed not to attack the valley easily. The terrain there was too unfavorable for the Tuareg militants, and a forceful attack would cause serious losses.

    Now it seems that what Beerbohm said was right at the time, but later because of his order, he had to launch a strong attack, which caused a large number of soldiers to die in the valley entrance.

    But after nightfall, for some unknown reason, Beerbohm launched another attack in the valley, and the entire army died in the valley. This matter also became a mystery with Beerbohm's death in the battle.

    Some surviving Tuareg militants said that Beerbom felt that the enemies in the valley might escape from the valley that night, so he led the soldiers into the valley.

    In the end, they encountered a large number of explosives planted by the enemy in advance in the valley, which led to the annihilation of their entire army.  Azam fell down on his chair with a pale face. He held the message that Akagi had forwarded to him and sat there for a long time. Then he stood up and ordered two more infantry companies to be sent to the scene of the accident to cooperate with the gang.  The damn Malians gave chase.

    Now he no longer dares to underestimate this group of Malians. This group is extremely fierce and cunning, and very cunning. They are not only good at jungle warfare, but also very good at surprise attacks. In addition, they are also very good at using various explosives to set up traps.  thunder.

    If such an enemy escapes alive, they will become a thorn in the side of the Tuareg militants in the coming days. With such a long communication line, such a capable team is hiding in the mountains and forests.  It can appear anywhere at any time, posing a serious threat to their currently weak communication lines.

    They are already having difficulties with supplies. If this group of powerful enemies is allowed to continue their destruction, their railway lines may be completely cut off by this group of Malians, which will cause a disaster for them.

    Even the fifth regiment may be affected.

    Thinking of this, Azam shuddered a little, and immediately asked the fifth regiment to join the third regiment, and the two sides jointly strengthened the precautions along the railway.

    After the commander of the third regiment learned the news, he immediately flew into a rage and denounced Beerbohm as a man who failed to achieve anything but failed. He was given such great power and so many troops to deal with a mere army.  A Malian team with only a dozen people could actually end up in such a disastrous defeat, even his own life was involved.

    But they also vaguely realized that this force was not simple. It was most likely a small team composed of mercenaries and Malians.  And it will cause them trouble in the future.

    So after thinking about it for a while, the frontline headquarters held urgent discussions and the two sides jointly strengthened the protection of the railway.

    Of course, they also feel very sad. After all, they lost their elite this time. The Tuareg veterans of the third regiment have participated in many tragic battles. With their strength, they have become famous.

    Each regiment of the Tuareg Liberation Organization has its own title, and the third and fifth regiments, as non-reserve regiments, were reorganized after the conflict with Mali in previous years.

    But they have repeatedly made military exploits, gained a great reputation, and won the title of Courageous Group.

    This is not something that ordinary combat troops can easily obtain, but this third regiment relied on their tenacity and good fighting skills to finally win the title of Courage Regiment.

    Many veterans of the third regiment have participated in previous wars on the battlefields of Mali and Libya, and have accumulated considerable combat experience. This is not comparable to those of new recruits. Every veteran is important to them as participating troops.  It's a valuable asset.

    More than two hundred elite veterans died in one fell swoop, and they felt very distressed.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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