"There are ambush, hidden, hidden, counterattack, counterattack."

The sudden blow made these mercenaries a little confused, but they often came into contact with death and were already used to fighting, so they quickly looked for cover to avoid bullets.

However, in this short moment, nearly a hundred people were killed or injured by more than 400 mercenaries sent this time.

"Don't give up on me, ah, my leg is broken."

"Oh my God, mom."

Mercenaries are also human beings. They will cry and cry out when injured. Someone will reach out to pull their injured companions, but what greets them is a raindrop-like baptism. Even the injured mercenary was beaten into a sieve and can't die anymore.

"Headquarters, headquarters, we were ambushed, and the opponent's firepower was very strong." The captain who led the team shouted loudly at the communicator.

In the command room of the Durban freighter, everyone, including Commander Andrew Sarris, was also confused by the sudden change.

Before they could leave the port area, they were discovered and surrounded and ambushed by the enemy. It was obvious that their actions had already fallen into the eyes of the enemy, and their actions could be declared failure at this moment.

If the action fails, withdrawal is the best way, but have they left? Perhaps, they did not feel that they would fail from the beginning, and the plan they studied was not ambushed by the enemy. They were on other people's territory.

What should I do now?

"Captain, the enemy's firepower is very strong, what should we do?" As soon as a question came from the communicator, a loud bang was heard, and then a harsh thrill sound came from the communicator, and then he returned to silence.

"Bastard, is he? Are all the people in Cia? Is this all the idiots? What kind of information is this? Why are there so many people in the other party ambushing but not finding any of them?" Commander Andrew Sarris roared and punched the podium.

"Captain, what should we do now?" the deputy commander asked loudly.

"Retreat, retreat to the ship, and then find a way to drive the ship out of the port. I don't think Djibouti dares to sank this ship." Commander Andrew Saris ordered.

In fact, he said this himself just to comfort himself. If you touch the bottom line of a country, do you still want to expect the other party to abide by international law and to worry about whether international events are successful? This is a coup, not an ordinary criminal case.

The mercenaries fought and retreated, and kept hiding on the Durban, hoping to escape to the ship. At least, they were unwilling to struggle unnecessary in the enemy's encirclement. Although they still had 300 experienced mercenaries, they were ambushed and failed. The first round of attacks hit them hard, which made the mercenaries lose confidence.

From beginning to end, they didn't know how many enemies they faced, but there were still no fewer ones. Their counterattack was not ineffective, and they also killed some Djiboutian soldiers. However, the firepower of the opponent was much stronger than that of them. After all, this time they came, for the sake of concealment, they only brought light weapons, and even had heavy machine guns, let alone others.

Mercenaries are not gods, they are just a group of soldiers. They have no complete plans and are as fragile in the face of bullets and heavy firepower.

He fought and retreated, and finally arrived at the Deban number, but the number of mercenaries was only less than a hundred, and many were injured. It would not be an exaggeration to describe the mercenary group as annihilated at this time.

After escaping the freighter, the battle temporarily ceased. However, armored vehicles and trucks appeared on the dock of the freighter, and behind these tanks were group of Djiboutian soldiers with live ammunition.

Outside the port, three patrol boats quickly drove over, and bright headlights shone on the freighter, leaving the freighter with nowhere to hide.

The Durban freighter was surrounded.

Although these old patrol boats in Djibouti have very underground combat effectiveness, they are also compared with the advanced warships of other countries. No matter how behind it is, it is also a warship sequence. It is equipped with missiles and fish, so it is still easy to sink a freighter.

At the Presidential Palace of Djibouti.

Commander Alamayou Tagonu ordered the 60mm guns of honey cannon armored vehicles to bombard the gate of the Presidential Palace, and knocked the gate to the Presidential Palace, and drove the chariots to rush into the Presidential Palace. He wanted to seize Odova as soon as possible, and then declare the occupation of the Presidential Palace, and the coup was successful and the country began to rule.

As for those soldiers in the Presidential Palace who were killed by heavy machine guns, they should die at their feet if they blocked their own steps. There is no undead person in the coup, which is normal.

Most of the guards of the Presidential Palace were eliminated, and the remaining people were disarmed. Alamayou Tagonuzhi occupied the Presidential Palace with satisfaction, but searched all the places in the Presidential Palace, but found that Odova was not here.

Why is this damn guy not in the presidential palace? If you can't catch him today, will your coup be considered successful? Obviously not. What's the use of occupying only one presidential palace?

Djibouti was not big at all, and gunfire sounded across the city, which had already fallen asleep peacefully, and people were asking what had happened.

Those reporters, especially foreign journalists, realized that something big had happened. They picked up their weapons, cameras, recorders, and then drove onto the streets, thinking about the sounds coming from guns and cannons.

It is the direction of the Presidential Office, something must have happened.

In the main streets of Djibouti, these reporters found that many soldiers with live ammunition had blocked the intersection and pulled up isolation belts. The reporters showed their identities, but the soldiers refused to pass the reporters on the grounds of military operations.

Jib proposed to move the armored troops and there were guns and cannons again. Something big must have happened. Such news must not be let go.

There are always journalists with great powers. They go around the path to the scene. At the Presidential Palace, they see several armored vehicles parked outside the Presidential Palace. At this time, the gate of the Presidential Palace had long been blown up, and some soldiers' bodies fell to the ground.

A word suddenly popped up in the journalists' minds, military coup.

Record videos, take photos, and then quickly transmit these materials back to the news headquarters. For a time, the entire Djibouti and even the whole world knew about the events that occurred in Djibouti, and the military coup in Djibouti was in progress.

Major online media around the world reported this news as soon as possible.

It has attracted great attention from all parties.
Chapter completed!