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Chapter 6251 Fake Troops

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    Chapter 6251 Fake Troops

    In the mercenary carriage, people were playing cards and smoking, and everyone was laughing.  But suddenly the car creaked and stopped. The mercenaries who were gathering to gamble were thrown to the ground, and everyone else was also thrown into a rolling gourd.

    A mercenary cursed and rubbed his head, got up from the ground, and cursed: "Damn it, how did this bastard driver drive? Does he want to kill us?"

    Lin Rui stood up, picked up the assault rifle that fell on the ground, stood up and lifted the canvas awning in front of the car, looked forward from the roof of the car, and saw a team of twenty or thirty people appearing on the road ahead.

    At a glance, the clothing and equipment of this team can be seen to be the equipment of the Malian Army. They wear sand-colored camouflage helmets on their heads, and they wear American military uniforms, but the shape is somewhat different from regular US military uniforms.  .

    This is when the joint anti-terrorism force was first established. The Americans specially invited bids in Africa to design customized military uniforms for the joint anti-terrorism force.

    The overall style of military uniforms is similar to that of American military uniforms, but it draws on some characteristics of French military uniforms, so it looks like a mix of American and French military uniforms.

    People who are familiar with the Joint Anti-Terrorism Force can tell the difference between these military uniforms and American military uniforms at a glance.

    Americans will not wear this kind of military uniforms, so their identity should be the Malian army, which is the troops that previously participated in the joint anti-terrorism force.

    This group of people were standing on the road, raising their hands to stop the car. A leader with the rank of second lieutenant, after stopping the car, walked towards the car carrying an M4 carbine.

    "One of our own! He's from the Mali Army!" Sausage also got up and took a look, and then said to the other people in the carriage.

    ¡°Damn it, why are the Malian soldiers here?¡± Sergey picked up his pistol and cursed.

    So the guys in the car jumped out from behind the car. Lin Rui frowned and jumped out too. But when he got out of the car, he grabbed a few people and whispered to them: "Pass it on, let's  Everyone, be careful and load your guns! Something is wrong!"

    After Lin Rui¡¯s reminder, everyone was a little confused. They looked up and saw that the group of people blocking the road did indeed look like Malians. They had the appearance of a standard African black man, short and lean.

    "There's nothing strange about it. This outfit and equipment are indeed ours!" someone whispered.

    But Lin Rui frowned, and he had a premonition that alerted him. He pulled the bolt, loaded the assault rifle, and whispered: "I can't see it now, but I feel something is wrong! Everyone, be careful!"

    With that said, Lin Rui took the gun and walked around the back of the car towards those who blocked the road.

    "Who are you? Why did you stop our car?" Lin Rui stood next to the front of the car and asked the second lieutenant who was walking towards him.

    "Oh! We are from the third regiment! We were ordered to go to the northern front line. The brothers were thirsty when we walked here. We had finished the water after walking for a day. When I saw your car, I wanted to ask for some water!

    You are from a military company, right?  Why are you dressed differently than us?  Which part are you in?  "The second lieutenant officer said to Lin Rui in fluent Malian with some northern accent.

    Everyone relaxed a little after hearing this. Lin Rui twitched his face slightly, showed an ugly smile, pretended to be happy, and laughed and said: "Oh! So he is a brother of the Third Regiment.  Ah! We are the search team of Trident Military Company. We have just been on a mission. We came from the camp and are ready to return to the headquarters! These clothes are issued by our company! So they are different from you!" Lin Rui  After this group of people arrived in Mali, the military uniforms they were issued were all-American military uniforms, including the helmets, which were also American-style, so they were completely different from the military uniforms currently equipped by the Malian army. No wonder the guy asked this question.

    Everyone who followed Lin Rui felt that something was wrong. The identity Lin Rui reported was completely different from theirs. They were just telling lies. Some people couldn't understand why Lin Rui had met one of their own.  Lie deliberately.

    But Black Mamba, Sausage, Khan, Eric and other old brothers who followed Lin Rui saw Lin Rui's left hand behind his back and made several gestures. They all immediately understood what Lin Rui meant.  Their eyes suddenly moved, and they put down the guns on their shoulders pretending to be casual, and took them in their hands.

    "Oh! So that's it! The Americans' equipment is really good! By the way, do you have water? Give us some, we are all thirsty!" The second lieutenant officer said as he continued to shoot at the forest with his carbine.  Rui walked over, and the people behind him in Malian military uniforms also followed with their heads lowered.They are very fierce, basically holding automatic weapons, and the worst ones are carrying carbines or submachine guns.

    There are two mercenaries, each carrying a shotgun. The two of them have the strongest firepower. There is no need to aim at a distance of thirty meters. The shotguns fired by the blast will scatter into pieces. Each shot will have one or even  The two enemies fell to the ground with blood spurting from their bodies.

    At close range, one shot opened a blood hole as big as a bowl, which made the guys on the opposite side unable to parry. Coupled with the full force shooting of other people's submachine guns, automatic rifles, and semi-automatic rifles, the battle was completely presented.  Out of a one-sided state.

    The group of people wearing Malian military uniforms blocking the road had no time to resist, and were slaughtered by their fierce shooting. In less than a minute, they were all lying on the ground. The ground in front of the car was covered with blood, and screams could be heard.  A slice.

    The two locals in the cab were so frightened that they peed their pants. As soon as the gunfire rang out, they jumped into the steering wheel. The two drivers did not dare to raise their heads. They screamed in the cab and asked what was going on outside.  Something happened.

    Lin Rui waved his brothers to go up and clear the battlefield. A group of people dispersed and rushed towards the group. Whenever they saw someone alive and struggling to resist, he immediately fired a few shots at them, completely  Nail them to the ground.

    This battle lasted less than a minute in total. More than thirty people fell to the ground. After counting, a few injured guys who were not dead and surrendered were finally caught.

    "Boss! They are really spies!" Lu Xiaoshan ran back and said to Lin Rui with a scared look on his face.  "Nonsense! Can't I shoot if I'm not a spy? But they are not all Tuareg, they are some local armed people!" Lin Rui said angrily.

    "That's right! There are indeed locals! Some of the guys inside do look like Malians!" Eric also ran back with a gun and said to Lin Rui.

    "Boss, how did you find out that their identities were wrong?" Sergey held the gun and kicked the spy in the second lieutenant uniform who was knocked unconscious by Lin Rui on the ground.

    "How else can we find out? Observe! The clothes these guys wear do not seem to have much problem, but only a few troops of the Malian Army wear the uniforms of the Joint Anti-Terrorism Force.

    There are still a few guys hiding behind, not daring to show their faces, keeping their heads down and covering their faces with helmets, not daring to look up!

    And their guns are wrong. Several of them are carrying M4 rifles. Even the Malian anti-terrorism forces have not changed into beautiful weapons. When have you seen their people using M4 and M16?

    ¡°Moreover, after they blocked the road, they all looked nervous, but they still pretended to be calm. Did they really think that I was blind?  As soon as I parked the car, I felt there was danger. I took a closer look and found that they were full of loopholes!

    It¡¯s enough to deceive you blind people, but you want to deceive me?  I bother!  There are no doors!  Wake this guy up and ask them where they are from!

    What Mali said is really good!  Must be a local!  Damn it, if you run into me, you will be unlucky!  Lin Rui replied cursingly.

    Sergey took the order and stepped hard on the fingers of the guy lying on the ground, crushing them back and forth. The severe pain in his fingers immediately woke the guy up from the pain, and he let out a killing call without even opening his eyes.  A pig-like scream.

    As soon as this guy woke up, he tried desperately to pull his hand out from under Sergey's feet, but the horse also came over, held down his other hand, pulled out the saber from his waist, and stabbed the guy's  The hand, from the palm to the back of the hand, was nailed to the ground.

    The severe pain caused the second lieutenant prisoner to roll on the ground and scream in agony.

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