1990Rage Flag Soldier

Chapter 92 Participating in the war (monthly tickets will add more updates)
"That kind of military observation group where Americans help Taiwanese bandits?" Zhao Jianjun held a gun and said with a fierce look: "I have never seen someone hire someone like this. Boss, it's just a matter of one sentence. Brothers will help you fight them out."

Anyone who has served in the military is familiar with military observation groups. Since World War II, military observation groups have appeared in basically every major war.

Of course, the premise is that a war that attracts international attention must at least have a certain regional influence.

The tribal wars in African countries are no more impressive than the land grabs in the Golden Triangle. Naturally, few military observer groups will visit.

The original intention of the military observation mission is to summarize the latest military experience through analysis of external wars and provide predictive information for future trends in hot spots.

Later, it gradually became a way for big countries to intervene in the wars of small countries, through command assistance, combat staff, and even equipment and weapons. Some military observation groups have very high standards, and can even dispatch their own warships into the war to intervene in the name of "acting".

Zhang Ziwen knew that with the military qualities of Zhao Jianjun and others, coupled with the weapons and equipment in their hands, it would not be a problem to defeat the hotel, but he still shook his head and said: "We can defeat Ruyepo, but we cannot defeat the Congo."

"It is always a bad idea to play hardball on someone else's territory when you are weak. In the end, we are still here to do business."

He lit up a cigarette and took a deep breath: "The Congolese are interested in arms, not human lives. If they can get arms, your safety will not be a problem. Moreover, the military observer group is not necessarily a bad thing."

Li Yongbin was not stupid. He frowned and said: "Boss, the situation is stronger than the people. They want us to stay in the Congo as hostages. I have nothing to say."

"Just send your salary to my family. Brothers can trust you, but I don't see any benefit."

Zhao Jianjun, Wen Youtian, and Deng Shaoze nodded.

Zhang Ziwen said with a smile: "First, the Congolese side has not come into contact with our armed forces, and can even allow you to observe military operations, so that you can better understand the strength of the Congolese army."

"At least we can get to know Ruyebo thoroughly."

"This information is very valuable and can come in handy when doing business in the future. Secondly, you can take action to flee at any time. If I cannot get enough arms and equipment when I return to Hong Kong, I will arrange a ship to Ruye Wave."

"I'll get you out."

Wen Youtian said thoughtfully: "Yes, it's a bit strange that the Congolese army wants us as hostages but doesn't disarm us."

"Because he doesn't dare!"

Zhang Ziwen sneered: "After all, I can't use the name of Director Zheng and claim to be a businessman from the mainland. Redsey thinks that I am a member of a state-owned enterprise and you are members of the active military."

"Even if it is for future cooperation, it is not easy to make a decisive move. Considering the face of our hometown, we must leave some room for it."

Wen Youtian laughed out loud and said, "I'm taking advantage of my hometown."

"Who knows you when you're out and about? I only recognize you with your skin!" Zhao Jianjun snorted in his nasal cavity.

Zhang Ziwen explained: "We will go downstairs and follow the government troops later. By the way, be tight-lipped and don't reveal our true identities. Confidential military information cannot be revealed to niggas."

"You all understand this, right?"

Zhao Jianjun, Li Yongbin, Wen Youtian, and Deng Shaoze immediately stood at attention and took a break. They raised their hands and saluted: "Understood!"

"Ah."

Zhang Ziwen nodded lightly, feeling quite reassured by the comfort given by a group of brothers. First of all, Congo's military strength was too poor. The level of the government troops was worse than that of the Golden Triangle militia. It was impossible for the brothers to stick together and cause problems.

The second is that the government troops serve politics, and Redsey is waiting for arms. It is impossible to kill him before the time is up.

This is still very different from Bantu armed forces and other rebels
Zhao Jianjun said: "Boss, please pay attention to safety. I will take the brothers down to take a look first?"

"Okay." Zhang Ziwen pulled out a backpack under the bed, took out two stacks of U.S. dollars, thought for a while, added two more stacks, stretched out his hand and handed it to Zhao Jianjun and said, "If there is something wrong with the situation, take it and sort it out."

"The rest of the money can be used by the brothers to eat well. It is a small token of my appreciation."

Zhao Jianjun was not polite, took the banknote and said: "Thank you boss."

"Ah."

Zhang Ziwen watched Zhao Jianjun and others go downstairs, get into the military pickup truck and leave, feeling a little heavy.

But you should be prepared before coming to Africa. You are lucky if you don't have a gun put to your head.

It's so easy to make money in turbulent areas. If things go smoothly and safely, you can make money.

Why did Zheng Yutong and others invite him again? It’s not that those big bosses are afraid of their lives, but Riot Games has just established its foothold and cannot be afraid of risks. In other words, security companies always make money from risks, so in this business, you cannot be afraid!
That afternoon.

Zhang Ziwen packed up his things, returned to Moanda by car and boat, and then took the ferry back to Hong Kong Island.

"How do these niggas set up camp? There is an open sentry, but no hidden sentry. They are surrounded by a fence. There are people on the commanding heights to the west, but the river on the left is too shallow. Why not send a squad to guard it?"

Zhao Jianjun and others came to the Lion Regiment's station, walked around, and then started pointing.

The regiment headquarters they came to was located on the outskirts of the city. It consisted of three five-story buildings plus a wooden bungalow.

In terms of Congo's industrial capacity, cement is a rarity and it is unrealistic to build a wall for the regiment headquarters. However, Zhao Jianjun and others are also worried about the military quality of the Congolese army.

A staff officer was sent from the regiment headquarters to be responsible for the reception. However, they found that there was a language barrier and they went to the city the next day to hire a Hokkien person to be an interpreter.

Although Zhao Jianjun couldn't understand Hokkien Mandarin, he could barely communicate by relying on gestures.

The Lion Regiment is the main regiment under Redsey, with a total of 47 people. Its main weapon is AK60, equipped with a motorcycle company, and twelve mm mortars. Its firepower is the strongest in the entire Western Kasai Province. group.

The government troops who were previously responsible for guarding the two major mining areas were all local tribal armed forces. Siddesai was planning to mobilize the Lions to retake the mines, and he also had the intention to show military strength overtly or covertly.

A week later, the Lions mobilized and headed to Kananga City, intending to be the first to recapture the Kananga mining area.

Zhao Jianjun and his 18-member "Fist Company Military Observation Group" were taken to Kananga and went to the front line to watch the battle between Congolese government forces and Bantu armed forces.

I saw that the Bantu armed forces had artillery positions on the mountain. The main weapons were SKS semi-automatic rifles. The mining camp was used as the command center. There were positions at the gate. There were many bunkers built on the mountain. The bunkers could form a cross fire network. .

Zhao Jianjun initially found that the government troops were relatively slow in clearing out peripheral strongholds, but considering the poor military quality of the personnel, he thought it was understandable.

But a simple mountain fortification, 500 armed rebels, and a main regiment of more than 1,000 regular troops, just went back and forth outside, fighting a positional battle for a full week.

"Damn it, the rural grassroots team, it feels like going to Ganling." Zhao Jianjun held the binoculars and muttered: "Back then, I had already reached Gaoping in seven days."

At this time, the 1st company commander of the Lion Regiment who was responsible for the attack returned without success. He returned to the headquarters with a dusty face. After reporting the casualties to the regiment commander, he requested that artillery fire be used in the afternoon battle.

Zhao Jianjun saw dozens of corpses dumped on the battlefield every day, but could not enter the mining area. He was really upset. The lives of those niggas were also lives. Could they end a person's life so easily?

Ignoring Li Yongbin's obstruction, he placed the telescope on his waist on the table and said loudly: "No, the power of the 60mm mortar cannot destroy the bunker on the mountain. If the bunker is not taken out, the position gained will be lost."

"Hundreds of people, two positions, TMD, how long do you want to play?"

(End of this chapter)