Chapter 60: The Demonic Dragon in the Sky (Part 1)

"Yafata" mercenary force headquarters...

The headquarters is nothing more than an empty playground, plus a few dilapidated barracks that can barely accommodate people. Judging from the scale and number of buildings, such a mercenary army has more than 300 soldiers when it is fully staffed.

The military base is not even comparable to the most common municipal militia training base in China.

More than a hundred corpses that were still barely intact were lifted from the battlefield and placed on the empty military camp playground. The remaining two hundred or so people in the entire mercenary unit gathered together. Under the low and hoarse military songs,

In the middle, a triangular homemade military flag was gradually pulled to the top of the flagpole.

In yesterday's battle, they sent more than a hundred soldiers to snipe the defeated Dongfang Haiyan troops in villages and towns. No one expected that Dongfang Haiyan would be surrounded by tens of thousands of joint troops for more than two months and almost annihilated in formation.

, the elite troops they sent out not only had an absolute geographical advantage, but also waited for work. As a result, Dongfang Haiyan not only successfully broke out of the encirclement, but actually got into the ambush circle they expected, and even broke out of the encirclement again, killing the troops they sent out in one fell swoop.

Total annihilation, leaving no one alive.

When the military songs suddenly stopped and more than two hundred right hands that had been raised high were lowered uniformly, the playground, which was solemn and sad just now, instantly turned into the most enthusiastic and joyful sea. Everyone was excited.

With big smiles on their faces, they were sniffing hard. Under the eager gaze of a group of soldiers, the fragrant whole goat was roasted on an iron plate. It could be cut off layer by layer with a knife and served on a plate.

Seasoned with salt, you can put the roasted whole beef into your mouth and chew it. There is also a big bucket. The big bucket has been cooked in advance. It tastes a bit like cassava with a head, and it is carried out like water.

More than two hundred soldiers who were still alive gathered around the corpse and began their rather luxurious and indulgent dinner.

Don't be surprised, this is an African funeral.

Perhaps because the living environment is so harsh, death is a happy relief. After an African dies, friends and relatives around him will even choose to say goodbye with an optimistic attitude and choose a "laughing burial".

At the funeral, the living who are still living on this land and who continue to endure the trials and tribulations of life will sing, dance, and eat carnivally. In addition to not being able to drink alcohol for fear of damaging the soul of the deceased in this way, they

The funeral was simply a three-day carnival.

One year after the death of the deceased, the relatives of the deceased will gather together again, and this time they will wear the most gorgeous clothes and bring goats or enough food to attend the party. During the anniversary memorial ceremony, they will sing and dance for the whole day.

For seven days and seven nights, at this time, because the soul of the deceased has gone far away, they can even toast to drink, sing and play drums together, and call the name of the deceased loudly.

Even though each of them is a "Yafata" mercenary who has received the most rigorous training from retired Russian special forces, they do the job closest to death every day, but when their comrades around them die, it is difficult to bury these brothers who once fought side by side.

Sometimes, they will still choose the oldest custom of "laughing burial" that best represents their mentality.

Born in a war-torn Africa, and becoming a mercenary who works with war every day, they really need to relax their overly tense expressions through carnival, so that they can find the feeling of still being alive and continue to live.

Reason to go down.

When everyone started to enjoy the meal, under the leadership of a squad leader, several soldiers who were only sixteen or seventeen years old and should be children walked to the circle of corpses. Under the command of the squad leader, several soldiers divided into two

The team suddenly jumped on top of the two corpses, stretched out their feet, and stepped heavily on the corpses lying on the ground.

When their shoesless feet stepped on the chests of the two dead men, countless people stretched out their necks and screamed wildly. I wonder how many people pulled out their bayonets and began to cut the iron buckets containing cassava.

They were beating hard, and a drum band with only a few members was playing and beating with all their strength. Looking at them, it didn't look like they had just suffered the most painful defeat. Instead, they looked like they had just suffered the most painful defeat.

It seemed like I had just completed a seemingly impossible task and earned an astronomical commission, and the atmosphere was really heated to the extreme.

The behavior of these young soldiers is definitely not an offense to the deceased. The two deceased who are being trampled on are from the Boro tribe in Cote d'Ivoire. According to the customs spread among their ethnic groups, this method can be used to kill people.

The soul of the deceased can get rid of the shackles of the body as soon as possible and enter the distant kingdom of heaven. From then on, he can live a happy life without worrying about food and clothing, and no longer suffer from diseases and thirst.

Although according to the "regular" method, they should find seven or eight-year-old children to trample the dead, but this is a military camp, and they are all soldiers. They should find a few soldiers who are the youngest and should be boy scouts to complete such a job.

It can be considered just so-so.

Listening to the hoarse shouts of the surrounding soldiers and smelling the unique aroma of barbecue in the air, those few were always bullied after entering the military camp because they were too young. They received the least pay, did the most work, and usually didn't even have food to eat.

The well-fed young soldiers were quietly sniffing their noses. When one of them, the tallest and strongest soldier, plucked up the courage, raised his foot, which had taken off his shoes, and hit the corpse head-on with a rifle bullet, he hit it hard.

When you step on it hard...

"boom!!!"

A ball of fire suddenly exploded with the dead man's head as the core. In an instant, the flames and smoke were mixed and pushed straight up to an altitude of more than thirty meters. Almost at the same time, hundreds of "Broad Knife" anti-infantry mines were fired from the sky.

The steel balls dug out from the inside, plus some screws, small steel rings, steel slag, and even bomb fragments, were propelled by the explosion and flew around at supersonic speeds.

Lay the corpse flat, then inject corrosive liquid into the skull of the deceased through the wounds left by the bullets, melt all the brain into liquid, and then use tools such as straws to suck out all the contents of the brain, leaving only one

The empty skull did not damage the eyes. Finally, from the wound on the forehead and the lower jaw of the deceased, C4 plastic explosives and blasting materials including steel balls and screws were filled into the skull... This was a project

The art of turning the human body into a "blade" anti-personnel mine is a blasphemous and crazy tactic that challenges the bottom line of human morality and is destined to fall into the eighteenth level of hell after death and never be reborn again!

Compared with the human bombs invented by terrorists, this human "blade" anti-infantry landmine is more powerful, crazier, and more perverted!

No one could have imagined that when the child stepped down, it would lead to such a result. The "Yafata" mercenaries sitting around the square and chewing happily had not yet figured out what was going on. They were mixed with...

Hundreds of steel balls and dozens of screws were spinning around inside, causing shock waves of irregular movements, which had already hit everyone head-on.

"boom!!!"

Less than a second after the first wave of explosions went off, the explosives buried in the second corpse were also detonated. The same hundreds of steel balls, the same pound of C4 explosive stuffed, the same perversion, the same madness.

Facing this kind of landmine with a corpse as a container, you don't need to be hit by the explosion shock wave or the steel balls inside. Just think about it, you can watch the human body being completely torn into pieces in an instant, leaving a pile of sticky toys.

Art, mixed in the mix wave, carried out indiscriminate coverage attacks at subsonic speeds. Before it flew very far, everything was completely carbonized under the absolute high temperature and turned into finely divided ashes.

, splashing out all over the face, and then floating in a radius of hundreds of meters, constantly blown by the wind, and every breath of air you inhale contains human ashes... unless you are a super pervert.

, Otherwise, even if you are not physically damaged, how can you not leave a fatal shadow on your psychology that will take a long time to recover slowly?!

Of course, this kind of weapon made with the human body as a container cannot have the terrifying casualty power of the "Broad Knife" landmine, but when the top commander of the "Yafata" mercenary force rushed out of his office, he showed

What was in front of him was a hell on earth painted with blood and fire, stroke by stroke, line by line!

With two corpses filled with explosives as the core, whether it was the few young soldiers who had the courage to kick and beat the corpses, or the corpses placed together, or they were sitting around, smelling the strong

The veteran who smelled of blood and could bite into blood-streaked beef faced this craziest explosion. Everyone within a radius of twenty meters was blown to pieces.

The entire square is littered with chunks of human meat that have been roasted even more cooked than beef. There are stumps and broken arms everywhere that even the most skilled surgeons would look up and smile bitterly upon seeing.

The wounded who were shot by steel balls were lying on the ground groaning in pain, and there were uninjured soldiers lying on the ground vomiting desperately.

There are more people who are not injured than those who are slightly injured, there are more people who are slightly injured than those who are seriously injured, and there are more people who are seriously injured than dead... This is the most intuitive reaction after the two human body mines exploded and the "Yafata" mercenary unit was attacked.

Damage report. However, less than one tenth of the number of people who can maintain a basic level of composure after hearing orders.

"To plan an attack with troops, attack the heart first." These two sentences in the ancient Chinese art of war are the most perfect expression here. However, this method is a bit too... bloody.

Faced with all this, the supreme commander of the "Yafata" mercenary force was trembling slightly all over. He and his companions were all veterans who had experienced hundreds of battles. They all knew that the cunning

The enemy, on the battlefield, will often put a grenade with the safety pin pulled out into the side of one's own soldiers.

Underneath the body, as long as they tried to collect the body and moved the body even a little, they would be killed by a grenade. When they were recovering the body, they also specifically warned everyone to be careful of this simplest booby trap. But who could have imagined that

, the enemy actually buried booby traps directly into the soldiers’ bodies?!

"Asshole! Asshole! Asshole!!!"

The supreme commander's whole body was trembling. I believe that anyone, including the terrorist Mustanfa, would be so angry that he could hardly control himself if he saw that the enemy actually used this method to attack his subordinates.

Damn it?!

The supreme commander rushed back to his office. Ten seconds later, an angry roar resounded through the loudspeaker over the entire military camp, "All members of the Tiger Commando assemble!"

Although the Tiger Commandos are little-known on the international mercenary battlefield, they are the most elite ace unit in the "Yafata". This unit has only thirty-five members, seven of whom have served in

The French Foreign Mercenary Corps serves in the French Foreign Mercenary Corps. If you want to join this commando team, the minimum standard is to have three years of actual combat experience, and you must have killed more than two enemies on the battlefield.

It can be said that this "Tiger Commando" already has a combat effectiveness close to that of a special force. With remuneration and food that are several times more generous than ordinary soldiers, they don't even bother to participate in any "Laughing Burial" carnival, and therefore they are not exposed to human landmines.

Any influence can follow their supreme commander and go into battle at any time.

The top commander of the "Yafata" mercenary force didn't even know who set these two human landmines, and he didn't even know where the Dongfang Haiyan troops led by Zhou Yuqi and Tieniu had withdrawn, but he clearly remembered

, when they were carrying the bodies from the small village yesterday, they saw several newly erected wooden tombstones on the hillside outside the village.

On one of the monuments, someone used a fighting saber to carve a few lines of English on it, "Dongfang Haiyan, a first-class battle hero, independently supported the final position in the last battle, at the cost of his own life.

The enemy's mechanized troops charged three times and killed a total of fifteen enemies!"

The person who carved this paragraph deeply pierced the tombstone with a Dongfang Haiyan standard fighting saber, and hung a tattered military cap that smelled of gunpowder smoke together on the tombstone. And the tombstone

In front of him, more than a dozen bouquets of wild flowers and three cigarettes that were burned to the end made the battle hero's once epic battle history even more glorious.

Although both sides are hostile, everyone is a soldier. In his heart, the supreme commander of "Yafata" still maintains the most basic respect for such an opponent. After reading the words engraved on the tombstone, he even said:

Lying quietly inside, the battle hero whom he had never met before paid a serious military salute.

But now, everything has changed! Since the other party dares to risk the world's disapproval and use the corpses of their soldiers as props to make explosive weapons, the most important thing about their "Yafata" troops is to treat an eye for an eye and a tooth for a tooth. He is already angry.

Extremely, extremely crazy, extremely crazy commander, what else is there to be so polite about?!

After jumping out of the car and looking at the new grave standing on the top of the hillside from a distance, the commander took a deep breath and screamed: "Dig it for me, I will save all their lives."

Does the fighting hero have three heads and six arms? I want to cut off his head and use it as my wine flask!"

After hearing the commander's order, the captain of the Tiger Commando personally led his men to rush to the slope. He stopped his men's actions, and first carefully inspected the helmet with a fighting saber on it, which also had the words "the death of the deceased" written on it.

His meritorious service, and therefore the particularly unpleasant tombstone, he finally nodded.

This tombstone displeased him at first glance, and he wanted to kick him hard. Because of this, the captain of the Tiger Commando, who had served in the French foreign mercenary force for seven years, was definitely experienced.

The special forces soldiers who were fighting became extra cautious.

The captain of the Tiger Commando pulled out his saber and used the method of detecting landmines, carefully following the gap between the tombstone and the grave bag, exploring bit by bit. Until he was sure that there were no wires or detonating devices on the tombstone, he used the fighting saber to dig open
To be continued...