Rise of the Wasteland Chapter 1017: Blood wash

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More than a dozen armed pick-ups rushed out with headlights on the runway of Luanda Airport at night. The Mugabe in the middle of the runway was unable to open his eyes with the glare of the light, only reached out to cover and shouted: "Hi ..., don't do this! I am the special envoy sent by Chairman Kasang, I am back from the United States."

An armed pick-up passed Mugabe's side at high speed, and the hung gale even made people stand unsteady. Then one after another pick-up deliberately drove past him like acrobatics. The black soldiers in the car shouted loudly, kept clamoring, and kept playing Mugabe.

Mugabe raised his arms in the middle of pick-up and shouted: "Hi ..., don't be like this, I am my own. Take me to see President Kassan, my task is completed, some people are willing to help us . "

"Aid?" A pick-up stopped and jumped off a sturdy black uniform. He grabbed Mugabe's neck fiercely, like a wolf.

"The French began to say that they would help us, and eventually sent our people to mine. The British also said that they would help us and then forced us to plant land for them.

There are also Germans, Spaniards, Italians, and the homes of the white people have all been destroyed, so they all rushed into Africa and robbed us of survival resources. Now it's American's turn? "

The tone of black men in uniforms made Mugabe feel bad, he quickly asked: "Who are you? I want to see Chairman Kassan, he arranged for me to go to the United States."

"Kassang died four months ago." Black men in military uniforms exposed Bai Sensen's teeth and sneered disdainfully.

"Impossible, I just communicated with Chairman Kasang's staff. I ..." Mugabe's heart suddenly became cold.

"Ha Ha Ha ..., idiot, I have been communicating with you. After the weather has warmed, the guy who can only compromise will be overthrown." Black men in military uniforms shake Mugabe's neck violently, "Tell me , What about the people you brought? What about your supplies? Why are you the only one? "

"No, this is not true, you are lying to me." Mugabe looked around, and the black soldiers looked at him one by one with cold eyes. He struggled to get rid of the hands of black men in military uniforms, shouted back a few steps and shouted: "Calm down, the people I bring can make everyone full, and don't mess up."

"We don't believe those white people, they don't think of us as humans at all." Black men in military uniform stretched out their hands and pulled a headphone cord from Mugabe's ear. He immediately changed his color and scolded: "Damn, who are you communicating with? Who sent you? Are they hiding nearby?"

Mugabe has regretted his death at the moment. He faced the black man in the military uniform approaching him. He stretched out his palm and tried to stop it. If he could n’t stop it, he would keep going back and begging constantly, “Listen to me, I do n’t find the assistance Too the same, our only way of life is to rely on them, you have to believe me. "

“We ’ve had enough deception and do n’t want to listen to anyone ’s gibberish again.” All explanations will not help, and black men in military uniforms do n’t listen to Mugabe at all. Instead, he waved his hand and ordered several armed pick-up around him to search in the direction of Mugabe.

And about 500 meters away, the Qin Weidong who heard all the conversation through the radio said: "Richard, can you beat the enemy leader?"

"There is a vehicle cover, and the hit probability is less than 30%." Richard hiding in the dark replied.

"Then kill pick-up from the enemy." Qin Weidong ordered.

"Understood." Richard is located in a house near the airport. He raised the double-barreled binoculars and reported to the shooter: "The distance is six hundred and fifty meters, there is no wind, and the target enemy is armed in front of pick-up at a speed of four. Ten kilometers per hour, three lateral corrections, one shot cold. "

According to the gun ’s shooter, repeat the situation, and after locking the target, gently pull the trigger. With a loud bang, the large-caliber silencer minimized the gunshot of the M107A2, and the bullet with a point of 50 flew over a distance of six hundred meters and drilled into the fuel tank of pick-up.

The armor-piercing incendiary bomb not only destroyed the fuel tank, but also torn the entire pick-up chassis, and pick-up immediately rolled into the air. The fuel tank was exploded by the kinetic energy of the bullet, and the splashed gasoline was ignited again, causing a deflagration effect.

The raging fire burst on the runway, and the other pick-ups that followed were immediately frightened to avoid. But when they turned and wanted to escape, the powerful bullets that were constantly fired in the dark exploded them one by one.

Booming deflagration flames illuminate more than half of the airport runway, and the black men in military uniforms, who have just been fierce, look around with wide eyes. Mugabe stopped walking backwards, panting and said, "Hey ... brother, you have angered my friend. It's too late to stop."

"Fuck-You!" Black men in military uniforms didn't mean any compromise. He grabbed Mugabe's neck and pulled out a pistol against his head and shouted: "Let your people come out, otherwise I Kill you. "

There were more guns on his head, and Mugabe lied to God. He knew too much about these lawless African brothers, who were brutal and fierce. In the face of these people, one accidentally will lose his life. He only shouted: "Calm down, please calm down, let us talk about it."

"I don't trust the white pigs, I don't want to be their slaves." The man in military uniform pushed Mugabe hard and put a hand on the other person's head, but turned and jumped on a pick-up to escape.

Richard said on the radio at this time: "The enemy leader is 100% visible, do you need to kill it?"

"Alas ..." When Mugabe fell down, a long sigh of Qin Weidong came from the radio, "Let Zhang Hong solve them, just point."

"Understood." Zhang Hong, who was hiding in the dark, had long aimed at the armed convoy who was fleeing. He said to the crew members: "At a distance of 800 meters, the target enemy pick-up convoy, three shots of grenade fired and opened fire. "

Boom ..., a sudden gunshot sounded outside the airport runway. A 105-mm artillery shell fired quickly and exploded over the black pick-up in uniform. Countless steel **** are like the rainstorm downpour, covering thousands of square meters.

The first grenade bomb blew up the enemy convoy and turned the horse over. The lights of the lights turned off for most of the moment. The black soldiers on the car had no protection. They were like pieces of meat on the board under the rain of steel ball bullets. Beat it into puree.

The skin is fleshy, flesh and blood flew, and two rounds of shrapnel exploded in succession, completely covering the target. More than a dozen pick-ups were hit with holes, and the people on the vehicle were suddenly killed and injured.

After three rounds, the airport runway fell silent, but the sound of the engine came from the direction of the terminal. The Richard meeting in the high place reported: "Captain, there are remnants running away, about four cars."

"Destroy them, but don't break the car, we can use it." Qin Weidong said.

"Understood." Richard stopped the shooter who wanted to fire, but set up the M25 he was carrying and whispered in his mouth: "It's time for me to be cool."

With the crisp sound of the semi-automatic sniper rifle, Qin Weidong re-entered the Zhang Hong jeep gun carriage and came to the scene where it was just bombarded.

The cold wind whizzed in the night, the dead bodies were all over the scene, and several of them were still alive. Qin Weidong circled around the wreckage of pick-up, saw the body of the enemy leader smashed, and saw the broken body of Mugabe's head.

"Head, all the enemies around are dead, and our guide is also dead." Old Harris pouted and looked at Mugabe's body. "Although I don't like him very much, how can we do without him?" "

Qin Weidong scratched his head, "This has long been expected. We hadn't expected this guy to be of any use. But now, we have to ask our captain of the army first."

The situation on the spot was quickly transmitted back to Havana by radio waves across the Atlantic Ocean, and the reply was quickly transmitted from Havana. The old Harris asked ‘Is the regiment commander asking us to retreat? "

"Don't dream." Qin Weidong shrugged, helplessly smiled bitterly: "Our big boss is a little unhappy, he said he would come over in person."