Belgian mercenaries are organized into combat groups of more than a dozen people, so they will face some uncomfortable problems when operating in a narrow area.
As the vanguard, a mercenary team chased a sniper towards the back of the mountain. The vanguard, holding a mat49 submachine gun, just poked his head out when he saw an m60 machine gun suddenly mounted behind him.
The leading soldier immediately shouted for his teammates to stay away, and several teammates behind him also heard it and avoided it to the left in time. However, the friendly troops further behind did not notice at all because they were exchanging fire with enemies in other directions. There was movement in front, so when the machine gunner swept over with his machine gun, several people behind were caught off guard and knocked to the ground.
Because of the continuous shooting, the machine gunner's machine gun suddenly jammed. He even dropped the machine gun without any hesitation and retreated to the flank again. When the vanguard tried to pursue again, another person appeared from the opposite position in the direction of the pmc's escape. , the same magazine ran away after tilting.
This mercenary team had only penetrated 200 meters into the mountainous area, and already lost more than half of it. Several seriously wounded people struggled to crawl to the corner. Before they could find bandages to bandage their still bleeding wounds, grenades fell from the sky inexplicably and hit them again. Come here, a few unlucky guys don't even have a place to hide, they can only scream in the explosion, and then leave everything to God to decide.
The Belgian mercenaries hated the heavy fal rifles in their hands at this moment. On the rugged terrain, their reactions were severely hampered by the heavy weapons, but their opponents were extremely decisive. They were like bullfighting with their heads covered, crashing wildly in the mountains. Although they killed many guys from the Shadow Company, their losses were even more heavy.
The mercenary commander ordered his men to disperse in pursuit, which caused his men to fight independently without contact. The PMCs acted in firepower groups, and each group carried walkie-talkies to report their location and firefighting status at any time. , support each other and protect each other.
After nearly twenty minutes of fierce fighting, the Belgian mercenaries sadly discovered that although they had advanced to the other edge of the Tushan area and could even see the office area and smelting workshop one thousand meters away, their people were not there at this moment. Surrounded by division.
"Retreat, disperse and break out!"
The commander was at a loss. He didn't even know where his men were. There were gunshots from all directions, and there were even continuous explosions. In despair, he could only lead the ten or so people around him to attack forward. , and they also successfully broke through the Tushan area and entered the direction of the factory area.
But before they could take a few steps, the lingering snipers targeted these guys again. These snipers who received the order did not shoot at their vital points, but aimed at their legs. After a few gunshots, the ground There were only a few wounded people holding their thighs and wailing. The others were too scared to care about rescuing friendly forces and kept trying to run towards safety. Then, the mobile team, which had been waiting in the factory for a long time, went directly along the main road. Fight your way out.
The commander who was running at the front only looked at the back of his butt to see if there were any bullets coming from him. He didn't notice the dump truck coming diagonally in front of him. His companions yelled for him to get out of the way, but he didn't hear it either. Then , and was knocked five meters away by the M20 that braked suddenly.
After a sudden stop, a frustrated PMC appeared from the M20's vehicle-mounted machine gun position. He did not fire, but ordered the intercepted mercenaries to put down their weapons.
With the two armed reconnaissance vehicles and the twitching commander lying on the ground, the mercenaries decisively dropped their weapons and surrendered like deflated rubber balls.
The M20 armored vehicle continued to move forward, cooperating with the Apple detachment in front to continue to encircle and suppress the fleeing mercenaries. Francois looked anxiously at the battle below on the high ground. He could hear the gunfire gradually subsided, but he could not see it at all. Our own people, not even the personnel of the Shadow Company, could be seen. All that could be seen was the rising smoke and the shining light of the fire.
It wasn't until more than ten minutes later that there was finally movement in the Tushan area. A dozen mercenaries rolled down the hillside in a rather embarrassed manner, jumped off the river bank, and even threw away their weapons.
They climbed over the corpses of their own men in the riverbed, across the burning hillsides, and then fled back to the high ground as if they were lost souls.
"Where are the people?"
"have no idea!"
The mercenaries' faces were ashen, their bodies were covered with traces of smoke and fire, and many of them were injured. They looked so embarrassed that even Francois knew that he should not be too demanding.
At this moment, a deep sense of powerlessness came to his heart. François looked at the mining area below and had the idea of leaving for the first time.
"Are we going to continue?"
"Let me think about it first!"
Francois shook his head. Although his old partner did not blame him, he was embarrassed to face him. The heavy losses of the Belgian mercenaries were caused by him. Those people were also considered old acquaintances of Eck, and they are now gone. one.
Although Ekko looked unhappy, he did not blame Francois. After all, everyone had voted before taking action. He could only blame his opponent for being too cunning.
When the mercenaries fell into a slump due to heavy losses, suddenly, a burst of graceful and brisk music suddenly came from the distance. At first, everyone thought it was their own people doing things, and the atmosphere suddenly became a little lively.
It wasn't until someone looked into the distance that they realized that the music just now was actually played by the factory's PA system!
And soon someone recognized it as Trout, a work by composer Schubert.
Then the atmosphere that had just become lively suddenly became dead again, with only the radio still playing loudly.
Eck stood on the mountain, feeling desolate in his heart, but then he saw the special commissioner of United Mining walking towards him.
"Ek, you must continue the attack!"
"I know, but we must rest, our men have suffered heavy losses, and I must regroup the troops!"
"I understand, if that's the reason, we can help!"
The commissioner immediately became happy and said.
"United Mining also has two squadrons of mercenaries. As long as you nod, I can have them come to support!"
"What's the price?"
"It's nothing, it's just that I don't think Francois is suitable to be a mercenary commander. I think a more capable person should be selected for this position, like you, how about it?"
"You want to recruit us?"
"It's just cooperation!"
Looking at the smiling commissioner, Ek was silent for a few seconds and then shook his head.
"But I refuse!"
