The Wolf of Los Angeles.

Hiding behind the front tire of a Land Rover Defender, Bosque knew very well that as long as he prevented Black from rushing in, he would definitely win.

To do this, the M2 heavy machine gun on the armed Humvee must be knocked out.

He radioed, "Group 1, Group 2, prepare the RPGs!"

Andre replied: "Got it!"

In the middle of the camp, the stench of burnt corpses filled the air. Hawke and Raul crouched down, rushed into the tent where the latter lived, and lay on the ground to open a box.

The box contained an RPG7 and rockets.

Raul skillfully installed the propellant tube and fuse, and assisted Hawk in installing them on the launch tube.

Hawke put the gun on his back, held the RPG in one hand, covered the fuse on the warhead with the other hand, and crouched down as he walked out of the tent.

On the other side, Andre was carrying an RPG and looking for a suitable firing position.

Hawke rushed behind a mound of earth and lay on the ground, listening to the roar of the M2 heavy machine gun and AK series firearms, and shouted into the radio: "RPG ready, cover me!"

Guti finished changing the belt box for the M249 and shouted, "Ready!"

Bosque radioed, "Group 6, Group 7!"

The two groups had received orders to leave the camp from both sides and attack from behind.

"Got it!" the two teams replied, "Ready!"

Bosque yelled, "Attack!"

Guti set up his machine gun, aimed it in the direction where the M2 heavy machine gun fired, and fired wildly.

Erica's M700 fired continuously, and the heavy machine gun on a Humvee went silent.

The rest of the mercenaries raised their guns and started shooting.

There were also people who brought grenades, pulled out the safety pins, and shouted, "Watch out for grenades!"

Suppress fire, don't think too much about preparation, just throw it far to the west.

Mussad's team has already rushed to the area 20 to 30 meters away from the camp. If they grit their teeth, they can rush into the camp.

But they had already left behind more than twenty people, and the wounded among them were wailing and screaming.

Don't count on them having morphine.

This team can no longer hold on.

The only reason they could still hold on was the two armored Hummers behind them.

Just as Mussad was hesitating whether to charge again, gunshots suddenly rang out from the side and rear, and the team's originally fan-shaped formation was suddenly thrown into chaos.

Being attacked from both sides!

On the battlefield, some old black men began to run away, and the shooting of faith that was barely maintained here almost stopped.

Almost at the same time, Hawke used the last light of the flare to find a suitable launching position, picked up the rocket launcher, and aimed at the Hummer military vehicle near his side.

Flames spurted, dust rose, and the rocket flew out with a long tail of flame.

"RPG!" Someone named Lao Hei was shouting outside the camp.

Musad, who was hiding at the back of the team, couldn't help but curse in his dialect, "I can tolerate your bodyguards carrying machine guns when they go out, but what does it mean that they also carry RPGs?"
Boom!

The rocket hit the Hummer military vehicle, causing a violent explosion. The vehicle was deformed, the glass was shattered, and it was completely scrapped.

Without waiting for the black guys to react, the second rocket, with its tail flame, kissed the Hummer and gave it a hug of love.

The Hummer was immediately surrounded by a love so hot that it seemed to ignite the air.

The old blacks could no longer hold on, and some of them got up and ran away.

Some pretended to be dead on the spot, hoping to escape the disaster.

Some of them turned around and ran back while crawling on the spot.

At this moment, the gun weighing several kilograms and the magazine on the body have become a burden.

Many people just threw it away and fled in panic.

Bosque glanced at his wounded men and gave the order without hesitation: "Flare, kill them!"

Someone drove a Land Rover that was not damaged, turned the front of the car toward that direction, and turned on the searchlight on the roof.

With a muffled bang, another flare was launched into the air.

Hawke threw away the launch tube, lay down behind a mound of earth, aimed at the revealed figure of Old Black, and kept shooting.

"Kill them!" Someone shouted on the radio channel: "Valencia, Sanchez and Anthony were shot!"

Erica uses the M700 in her hand to shoot the fastest black man.

One after another, the old black men fell down.

Hawke quickly emptied a magazine and replaced it with a new one.

Being attacked from the side and rear, the old blacks were trapped in a situation where they felt bullets were coming from all directions.

Those who escaped fell to the ground without exception.

No one on the other side fought back, and the remaining survivors, Lao Hei, lay on the ground pretending to be dead.

Hawke then said, "Catch a few alive and find out who the attacker is!"

Bosque shouted into the radio: "Stop shooting! Stop shooting!"

The gunfire gradually stopped, and Andrei shouted loudly: "Those who surrender will not be killed!"

There was no movement from the other side.

Some who knew Arabic shouted in Arabic: "Surrender and you won't be killed!"

Someone else shouted again in French and Spanish. The black man lying on the ground could only understand the local dialect, but Mussad could understand English and French. He turned around, looked at the dead bodies on the ground, and then looked at the gun in his hand.

The men in front had lost their morale and could only lie on the ground and tremble.

This was supposed to be a surprise attack, so why did it turn out like this? Why was the enemy's firepower even stronger than ours who were well prepared?
Mussad couldn't figure it out, but that didn't stop him from shouting, "Don't shoot, we surrender!"

Andre heard the English spoken by the other party and shouted in English: "Drop your weapon, put your hands on your head, go to the front of the car with the lights on, and lie on the ground."

Seeing that there was no movement from the other side, he shouted again: "You only have half a minute!"

Mussad didn't dare to step forward, and pointed at Lao Hei in front of him: "You go first."

Lao Hei didn't want to move, but due to Mussad's accumulated power, he put down his AK rifle, slowly stood up, held his head with both hands, and walked towards the car with its lights on.

"Don't shoot yet," Hawke said over the radio.

Many people had seen it before, the boss fought alongside them in a moment of crisis and destroyed an armed Hummer, and no one had any objections.

The surrendered Lao Hei walked up to a Land Rover Defender with its lights on and lay down on the muddy ground.

The person behind the car aimed his gun at that direction.

As the first surrendered person walked safely to the car, black people one after another put down their guns, got up from the ground, and walked towards the car with their hands on their heads.

Mussad threw away his rifle, took off his helmet, tore off his collar badge and threw it into the grass. He stood up and mixed into the crowd, and walked to the front of the car and rushed to the street.

The personnel from Groups 6 and 7 at the rear checked the exploded Hummer and found no survivors. They immediately searched forward and shot dead two smart guys hiding in the bushes. They then continued to shoot at the people and corpses lying on the ground one by one.

Hawke was still hiding behind the mound. He glanced at the still burning body and said to Raul, "There's something wrong with the guide. Aren't there two more people? Find them out."

Raul and Morientes went to the back with guns and carefully entered the guide's tent. They found Onard and another guide sleeping and could not be woken up no matter how they called them.

The two men simply found cable ties and tied the man up.

Seeing that the two were about to open their eyes, he found some cold water and poured it on their heads.

Onard regained some consciousness, but was still confused and hummed when asked questions.

Hawke had Raul temporarily tie the two men to the wheel.

On the other hand, the mercenaries were worried that Lao Hei was hiding weapons and a body search was too troublesome, so Andre ordered them to take off their clothes.

These old black men were terrified. They tried to cover their buttocks while taking off their clothes, fearing that they would encounter something more terrible than death.

There were also a few black men who seemed to have had similar experiences. After taking off their clothes, they lay on the ground and spit into their hands.

Bosque saw his beard shaking constantly and wondered what on earth these old black men had been through.
He glanced at the uniform black uniforms and berets worn by the black men and asked, "Who is the officer?"

These old black guys look almost the same when they take off their clothes.

No one speaks.

Bosque gave a wink, and the white mercenary next to him kicked down the nearest black man and shot him in the vitals.

Lao Hei rolled on the ground in pain.

Bosque asked again: "Who is the officer? Who shouted surrender just now?"

There was a very clever old black man, mumbling something in his native language, pointing his finger at the old black man who had been shot in the vitals, as if to say that the officer was the guy who was about to die.

Andre drew out his saber, stepped forward quickly, and was ready to take action.

Mussad raised his hand and said in English, "It's me."

Not far away, Hawke and Erica sat in the back of a car, watching all this quietly.

Of course, they don't need to do these dirty work.

As for sympathizing with these surrendered blacks, that is impossible.

Both of them knew very well that if they were the losers, they would lose more than just their lives.

Moreover, several mercenaries gathered the bodies of their fallen comrades to the camp.

A total of three people were killed. They were not hit by the AKs in the hands of the black men, but were hit by bullets fired by the M2 heavy machine guns during suppressive fire.

The body was incomplete and looked horrifying.

Two others were injured, one of whom was hit in the shoulder by a ricochet bullet from an AK.

When a man raised his gun and engaged in a religious shooting contest with Lao Hei, his wrist was grazed by a bullet.

When it comes to automatic firepower, luck is sometimes important.

The injuries of these two people were not serious. The former had received emergency bleeding control and was injected with morphine.

The latter is being bandaged.

Bosque was interrogating Mussad, and Hawke just said a few words to him over the radio.

Onard woke up at this time and was shocked by the tragic scene in the camp. There were traces of fighting everywhere, and the mutilated corpses were being put into prey bags that served as makeshift body bags.

Hawke pointed over there, and Raul and Guti went over to interrogate.

After initially confirming that there was nothing wrong with Onard, Bosque had Onard dragged to his side and acted as an interpreter.

The other guide also woke up and was picked out by Raul to act as an interpreter for the interrogation on the other side.

The captured black men will be pulled out individually for interrogation, and it will be possible to tell whether they have any problems from the words translated by the two guides.

The mercenaries showed no mercy to Lao Hei, who had killed their companions.

In the camp, screams were heard everywhere.

There were even a few old black guys who were killed directly.

Hawke only cares about the result, not the process. (End of this chapter)