Great Power Army Reclamation

The peaceful days lasted for half a month, and at this time Ye Feng also came to Zanguo. After visiting Brother Oilfield, I couldn’t help but sigh. In the final analysis, energy is the ever-lasting business.

Because there are no people from the military reclamation city in this oil field. Therefore, Ye Feng was done with the visit. Bayonet Security has little contact with the Zambian government, so the matter of setting up a company here has been put on hold for the time being.

But knowing that Yang San was here, Ye Feng naturally wanted to take a look.

Africans develop early. Although Yang San is only sixteen years old, he already looks like an adult.

Although his skin color is not as dark as that of the locals, his beard has grown all over his face. If he doesn't shave for a few days, some people will believe that he is thirty years old.

He was naturally happy to see Ye Feng. Ye Feng and Yang Wei were both his idols. Yang Wei came here a while ago and taught him many battle experiences.

Seeing Yang San eating and living together with the team members, Ye Feng also nodded secretly. It seems like this kid is destined to do something.

"Why are you not in Marseille? Why are you doing security here? How dangerous is this job? If you practice in Marseille for a while, you will definitely get a suitable position."

Ye Feng said half-advising and half-blaming.

Yang San grinned and showed his white teeth: "Brother Feng, where is my eldest brother? I don't want to fight with him. Instead of fighting with my brother, I might as well find my own way!"

Ye Feng looked at him in shock: "What path do you want to break out? Can you still build another country?"

Yang San was stunned for a while. If he really hadn't had this idea before, Ye Feng's words really reminded him.

He slammed the table: "Brother Feng, if I really do that, will you support me?"

Ye Feng was stunned: "Do you really have this plan? Where do you fancy it?"

Yang San thought for a while and shook his head: "I haven't thought of it yet. Let's wait for the opportunity."

Ye Feng shook his head and smiled. How could a sixteen-year-old boy do such a big thing? I also took it for granted.

Ye Feng asked about the current situation of pirates again. Ye Feng knew about this in Marseille. Yang San was confronting the pirates. The reason why he came was to tell Yang San to be careful.

Yang San explained the current situation, and Ye Feng frowned:

"You can easily drive them to the point of panic. If they unite and deal with you together, it will be very troublesome."

Yang San smiled nonchalantly: "Brother Feng, you don't have to worry. The reason why I don't attack their nest is because I want to force them to fight me on the sea."

"Only when they reach the sea, their ships and weapons cannot compare with ours. I am confident that I can annihilate them."

Ye Feng looked at this child in surprise. He was not as old as Ye Mao. How long had he been back home? Has it grown to this point?

Think about your younger brother, who is still a demon king in Junken City.

"But when they come out, only some of them come out, right? You can't wipe them all out, won't they still be in trouble sooner or later?"

Ye Feng still expressed his thoughts, although he didn't want to hurt the child.

Yang San didn't take it seriously: "Since they are pirates, they naturally have to make a living by plundering. Then I will kill some of them until they dare not come to the sea again."

Ye Feng's eyes shone brightly and he patted Yang San's shoulder hard. It was really not that simple.

After twenty days, Shark finally couldn't stand it any longer. He began to contact several pirate leaders he was familiar with.

Although Somalia seems chaotic, there are actually only five relatively large forces, the most famous of which are the pirates known as the Somali Sailors.

This pirate is not only large in number, but also equipped with all kinds of ships, including small gunboats and micro landing ships.

Originally, with such strength, he would not even bother to deal with sharks. After all, although the Sharks have been recruiting troops, they are not at the same level as others.

However, in several conflicts at sea, the Somali sailors did not take advantage of the sharks. This is because the sharks are like demons and are not afraid of death.

After a few casual exchanges, the leader of the sailors, "Skeleton", sat down and shook hands with the shark to make peace.

After all, he is a member of the same country. If he really gets angry, it will be a big trouble for the sharks to plot against him from land. How can he guard against thieves for a thousand days?

Because of the skeleton's condescension, the shark's reputation suddenly increased. The strength of the shark is that he is not only cruel to his subordinates, but also has clear rewards and punishments.

After all, he is a man obsessed with power and does not ask for material things. Otherwise, his sister would not be the only woman in the family.

"Skeleton, I think we need to unite and have a head-on confrontation with the bayonet security forces!"

Shark's tone was very tough, and he did not kowtow because he was not on the same level as others.

Skull has long been annoyed by this matter. Originally, he was the maritime overlord in the Gulf of Aden, but as a result, such an armed force appeared out of nowhere and wanted to destroy his job.

The skeleton was naturally unconvinced, but after several collisions, his team was disarmed every time. This was something that couldn't be solved by bragging, so he had no choice but to hide and avoid.

"Okay, my dear brother Shark, what do you want to do? I can be responsible for summoning other brothers."

Knowing what the shark meant, the skeleton agreed without hesitation. We share the same hatred!

"Let's play something big this time. We will send out all the ships to rob all the ships that pass by!"

There was a ferocity in Shark's tone.

"Okay, then I will be responsible for gathering the people, and then I will give them all to your command. What do you think?"

Although Skeleton said it grandly, how could he possibly send out all the ships? At present, he occupies the largest port in the Gulf of Aden. Even if he is not a pirate, he will not be hungry. After all, a lot of goods have to go in and out of him.

Of course, who is afraid of having too much money? After all, this business without capital is faster than collecting a tax.

Shark "Jie Jie" smiled strangely: "Then it's settled, then we'll do it once and it won't be too late to make that bayonet security guard cry."

After the matter was discussed, the skeleton began to contact all parties. This was a matter of common hatred, and coupled with the strength of the skeleton itself, a pirate coalition consisting of more than a thousand people and more than 300 ships was soon formed.

Pirates don't have the concept of military training. Except for the shark team, everyone else does things based on blood and courage.

When a team like this fights with the wind, its destructive power is not ordinary. However, when encountering a strong enemy, it is especially easy to break up.

Shark's strength lies in training, and he practices every day. He knows exactly what he wants? He is not someone who is willing to be a pirate all his life. He has higher ideals.

Since the coalition forces are under his leadership, he will naturally not regard his men as the main force. Currently, he has fifty or sixty ships of various sizes, but most of them are motorboats and fishing boats.

The date was set for October 2. The coalition forces did not come to the shark, but agreed to gather at the mouth of the Gulf of Aden.

As the commander of the coalition forces, Shark dispatched his strongest cargo ship this time, which was naturally plundered. He also installed two mortars on it. This kind of equipment is enough to intimidate any merchant ship.

The gathering place was not close to his station, so after driving out of the port for a long time, Shark saw a group of dark ships, all flying different pirate flags. This place is very close to the skeleton's lair.

As for the flagship shark, it is naturally a black flag with a great white shark embroidered on it.

Because the formation was so large, the ships coming and going would turn around and run away when they saw it from a distance. But it was not easy to make such a big formation. How could the pirates let them go out of tune? Today was originally about revenge, so I captured them all.

In fact, these merchant ships are not ships that employ bayonet security. Because after bayonet security discovered the enemy's situation, they stopped the merchant ship early, and their own ship was in front, confronting the pirate team from a distance.

Most of the ships with bayonet security are small gunboats, with about seven or eight people on each ship.

But this kind of boat is fast and has fierce firepower. Although it is not as fast as a motorboat, how can a motorboat dare to compete with a gunboat?

This batch of gunboats was ordered with Yang Wei's help. They come from a military factory in the South China Sea and the quality is quite reliable.

After Yang San, who was still at the base, received the report, he quickly got on the helicopter and rushed to the scene of the incident with Ye Feng. Currently, there were five ships in the bayonet security confrontation. This power was not enough in front of the menacing pirates.

Therefore, Yang San ordered all the ships to rush to the scene of the accident quickly. At the same time, he contacted the headquarters and asked Sima, who was left behind, to fly over all the armed helicopters with sufficient ammunition. He wanted to play a big game. .

Naturally, Xima didn't dare to take his brother-in-law's words lightly. He sent a plane first and then called Jackal and Mushroom.

Today's bayonet security is not the same as it was in the early days. There are more than 40 armed helicopters alone, and this is only here at the headquarters base.

The various armed forces in various branches and dispatch areas combined have become a force that cannot be underestimated throughout the African continent.

The scale is completely comparable to that of the original White Water Company. It's just that after several confrontations with bayonet security, Whitewater Company has been severely weakened and has been ostracized by many countries.

At present, we can only survive in some old base areas. He no longer has the strength to compete with bayonet security.

In addition to the steady flow of bayonet security personnel from Boston, a large number of local personnel were also recruited.

After these people have undergone rigorous training, their ability to perform tasks is no worse than the people in Boston, and in some aspects they are better. After all, the locals are better able to adapt to the local environment.

When forty helicopters took off into the sky, the scene was quite spectacular. Fortunately, the headquarters is located in an uninhabited land, otherwise anyone who looks at it would be timid.

Ye Feng and Yang San drove helicopters over the conflict site. There were three of them here. Also loaded with ammunition.

The gunboats following them were like fish swimming in the water, drawing straight white lines on the water. Ten gunboats and gunboats walked side by side. The scene was quite spectacular.

The pirates stared at the helicopters in the sky in stunned silence. They really didn't know that there was such a thing in the escort formation of Bayonet Security.

Shark knew that, and was scolding him in his heart. The main reason was that he had left all the anti-aircraft firepower in the city. Who would have thought that people would go directly to the sea to do it?

At any rate, the number of bayonet security guards was at an absolute disadvantage, which gave Shark a glimmer of hope in his already extremely cold heart.

There was no way, the last aerial attack was so terrifying that they had no power to fight back.

Shark began to issue orders on the walkie-talkie: "Don't be afraid, the machine guns are pointed at the sky and fire, don't let them lower their altitude, the rest, rush forward, use our numbers to crush them!"

The more people you have, the bolder you are. This is absolutely true. Hundreds of ships rushed towards a dozen ships. Anyone who saw this formation would think that only one charge was needed. The ships protected by bayonets would definitely be scum. Nothing left.

"Fire!" Yang San in the sky gave the order decisively.

Although there are many enemy ships, their firepower is insufficient, and the current distance does not pose any threat to bayonet security.

The bayonet security gunboats have enough caliber and range to cover all their ships. Therefore, shelling is the most correct choice at this time.

Although he and Yang San were sitting side by side in the cockpit, Ye Feng was still very nervous. Although he had experienced war in Marseille, the battle with such a disparity in strength still frightened him.

After all, guns have no eyesight and will not avoid you just because you have a high status. If you are hit accidentally, your death will be worthless. Not even a chance to shout a slogan.

Yang San was not only very calm, but also showed a hint of excitement in his expression, and was in contact with the approaching helicopter formation.

When he learned that the opponent would not arrive for more than ten minutes, he decisively flew over the enemy ship and began to drop bombs to disrupt the enemy's charge.

When the plane reaches a certain altitude, bullets pose no threat to him. After all, the bottom armor of the helicopter is itself bulletproof armor.

Yang San was very courageous. He lowered the nose of the plane and launched a missile at the place where the anti-aircraft firepower was densest.

"Boom, boom, boom, boom!" The gunboat's shells and missiles exploded among the enemy's fleet.

What good ship can a ragtag crew have? Most of them are fishing boats. If the shells are fired back, they will basically sink with one shot. There is no way, many ship planks are still made of wood. It's as fragile as paper when it comes to shells.

After a round of volleys, the formation of the pirate ship began to become chaotic, and the shark shot a rambling captain, and then shouted:

"Don't be messy. They need time to reload. We have more people. Even if some of them are bombed, we can rush forward and kill them. Then we can continue to enjoy life!"

These words were undoubtedly a shot in the arm, causing the formation that had begun to scatter to reorient itself. After all, it was already like this, and even those who lacked courage had the desire to win.