The entire Banjul was plunged into absolute panic. There was not a single civilian on the street. There were only nervous-looking National Guard soldiers and police. They are the military force stationed in Banjul and must maintain the chaos at this moment.

maintain public security and complete the suppression of the Mekal rebels.

The Gambia Marine Corps has always existed as the Gambia Long Live Army, the Ace Army, and the Marine Corps represents the core of its military power. Now the Long Live Army has rebelled, making it difficult for the National Guard to resist, and the capital Banjul instantly

Half of it was forcibly captured, and finally the two forces had a final life-or-death battle in front of the Presidential Palace.

Attacking the presidential palace means that Yahya's regime has completely collapsed and will be replaced by Mekal; failure to attack means that Mekal's rebellion has failed and he will receive the harshest punishment.

"General Houriai, if you can submit to me, I will promote you to the position of Minister of Defense after becoming president. The Gambia will be a world for the two of us in the future." Meka Leman stood on a tank.

His face was smiling, and his body was full of excitement.

In front of him were thousands of National Guard soldiers, three layers inside and three layers outside blocking his way, pointing their rifles at him.

But Mekal didn't take this seriously at all. He was not afraid that the other party would shoot him because he was confident.

General Huliai of the National Guard looked very unhappy. Facing the powerful Marine Corps, he had no chance of winning and could only interrupt the fight to the end. After he glanced at Mekal, he turned his attention to Mekal.

On top of the tank at his feet, Kaler gritted his teeth and held the gun in his hand more firmly.

"I swear that I will kill you. I will kill you for the president, you rebel!" Hu Liai said this with a serious look on his face, gritting his teeth.

He is ready to take five bloody steps for President Yahya and sacrifice his life for Gambia. This is what a soldier should do, even though thousands of his soldiers will be like a fiction under the impact of three tanks of the other side.

This tank is just an old tank with the weakest armor.

"Hahahaha..." Mekal laughed loudly, pointed at Hu Liai and said loudly: "What exactly did Yahya give you? Money? Women? Rights? Hahaha... fart, none of them! Yahya

He has given you nothing, all he has given you is a high-looking status, and in the end you are still a tool under his dictatorship."

Mekal stated this fact to the point, and this sentence also severely impacted Hu Liai.

Gambia has always been under the dictatorship of Yahya, regardless of politics, culture, and economy, so everything is decided by Yahya. He said that people were not allowed to contact the outside world, so all TV programs were blocked.

Only one radio station was left to repeatedly play Yahya's video; he said that to introduce foreign investment, all places must support it unconditionally, even if various resources are plundered; whoever he said was guilty is guilty...

The Gambia under a dictatorship is like a country in a feudal society, and Yahya is the emperor. A high-ranking emperor who keeps his word and must not disobey.

"I am a soldier, not a politician." Hu Liai said loudly: "I only know that I must be loyal to my country and the president, and I don't know anything else!"

When he said this, Hu Liai's face was full of determination, and the light in his eyes revealed a kind of noble burning. Yes, he is a soldier, and what a soldier has to do is obey orders and be loyal to the motherland.

"Okay, very good." Mekal gently applauded Hu Liai, his original smiling face turned gloomy, and his eyes spat out poisonous snake-like venom and said: "Since General Hu Liai is willing to do this, then I can only treat your

I admire you for your integrity. I admit that you are a true soldier, but you are also a foolish, loyal and pedantic soldier."

Hu Liai glanced at Mekal with great disdain, his face full of ridicule.

"Mekal, you just want to overthrow the president and become the president yourself, so why would you say such a thing to me? If you fight, then fight. Even if blood flows like a river, I will lead my soldiers to stop your steps. We and

The Gambia will live and die together, and the true God will never side with the traitors!"

"Wrong!" A loud shout interrupted Hu Liai's words.

At this time, Mekal's face was full of seriousness, and there was a look of justice in his eyes, which was full of hope and yearning.

"What we need is a democracy, a people's government. We need freedom, spiritual freedom, freedom of public opinion, and freedom of everything. I love my country, I love the people of The Gambia, and I love everything in The Gambia...

..." As he spoke, Mekal looked at the sky affectionately, put his tightly clenched right fist against his chest and said: "So I want to overthrow Yahya's dictatorship. Only by overthrowing Yahya can The Gambia welcome the world.

Come to true freedom. When there is no dictatorship and ****, the sea in The Gambia will be bluer, the sky in The Gambia will be clearer, and the people’s faces will have more smiles. Democracy, what we want is democracy, and it is the right to the country

Our responsibility, our responsibility to the people, is definitely not our responsibility to any one person!"

Mekal's voice is very pious and powerful. At this time, he is fighting for democracy and freedom. This is the purest and most noble battle, a battle at the highest spiritual level, or another kind of holy war.

A sneer appeared on Hu Liai's face. He didn't believe Mekal's words at all, because he knew Mekal well. Two people, one in charge of the National Guard and the other in charge of the Marine Corps, what is Mekal like?

People know it all too well. His rebellion was to replace Yahya in his dictatorial rule. This person was even more cruel than President Yahya.

"Get ready to fight!" Huliai shouted, waving his gun, and he saw Mekal getting into the tank as he sneered.

All National Guard soldiers immediately stood ready and used the bunkers built in front of the presidential palace to fight to the death with the Marines.

"Bang!" "Puff!..."

A sniper warhead came out of nowhere and penetrated into Hu Liai's chest. The powerful penetrating force flew his body backwards and hit the ground heavily.

"Charge!" The command to charge rang out from the Marine Corps.

Three old tanks rumbled forward, their guns slowly turning and locking, aiming at the temporary fortifications in front of the Presidential Palace.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The artillery shells were dispersed and fired simultaneously, hitting the extremely fragile defenses of the National Guard.

As the fire rose, the three fortifications built with sandbags at the forefront collapsed instantly. During the artillery fire, the National Guard soldiers behind the fortifications were abandoned high, and the raised yellow sand smashed into their bodies.

"Ah! Ah!..." screams came from the mouths of the National Guard soldiers. They were too weak against the artillery shells.

The three tanks advanced in a triangular shape, while the Marines simply followed behind the tanks, capturing the presidential palace in this way.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Another artillery shell was fired, and several gaps appeared in the National Guard's defensive positions again. The limbs of soldiers shattered by the shells were scattered in all directions.

The National Guard soldiers who were waiting solemnly were panicked. No one gave them orders, and their general was sniped at the first opportunity.

"Shoot!" Hu Liai's voice suddenly came out, giving the order to shoot.

"Da da da..." "Da da da..."

Thousands of guns fired at the aggressive Marines at the same time, and the beating bullet casings covered the soldiers' feet in the blink of an eye.

Hu Liai, whose chest was pierced, was lying on the ground, listening quietly to the burst of gunfire. His right hand was weakly covering his chest, blood was pouring out of the corner of his mouth, and his eyes were staring at the sky.

Defeated, defeated, defeated for sure...

When the two armies are fighting, no matter whether the coach of either side is seriously injured or killed, his side will suffer a final defeat.

"Help, help me up..." Hu Liai said vaguely to the officer beside him who was rescuing him, trying hard to stand up.

"General... let's, let's withdraw..." the officer said with horror on his face as he looked at the horrific wound on Hu Liai's chest.

After hearing this, Hu Liai forced a smile, took out the pistol from his leg with difficulty, looked at the soldier and said to him: "You have been following me for thirteen years, right?"

The officer nodded.

"You are my most valued and trustworthy subordinate, right?"

The officer nodded again.

With a "bang" sound, the officer's chin was penetrated by a bullet and penetrated deeply into his brain, and he lay heavily on the side and died.

"I'm not dead yet..." Hu Liai wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and used all his strength to roar in the hail of bullets: "Those who are in danger on the battlefield, kill!"

As long as Juliette is still alive, he can stabilize the entire situation, otherwise it will be completely defeated in a few minutes.

Hu Liai sat in a bunker with the support of two soldiers and treated the wound. His treatment of the wound was very simple. He just wrapped the wound tightly with hemostatic gauze, although this had no effect at all.

But Hu Liai was very aware of his current physical condition. He was definitely going to die this time, as his internal organs had been shattered. He was not dead just because his heart was still intact for the time being.

After bandaging his wound, Hu Liai leaned on the bunker, held the rifle and pulled the trigger.

"Da da da..." A string of inaccurate bullets were fired at the tank where Mekal was at the front.

"Keng! Keng! Keng!..." The tank's armor was wiped out by the warhead, which caused a stream of sparks, completely blocking the warhead.

"Kill! Kill the rebels!" Hu Liai roared again, so that the soldiers in the position could hear his voice and see him fighting with his rifle.

The general is not dead, the general is still fighting!

The National Guard soldiers immediately regained their composure after seeing Hu Liai. The military morale that was originally on the verge of collapse was gathered by Hu Liai, and they began to concentrate on resisting the Marine Corps' attack.

On a tall building in the distance, Rifle and Swart were carrying individual rocket launchers, aiming at the tanks on both sides of the Marine Corps, and gently pulled the trigger.

"Boom! Boom!..."

The two rockets shot through a beautiful parabolic arc towards the two old tanks and landed accurately on the tracks of the tanks.

"Boom! Boom!"

As an explosion with black and red flames sounded, the tracks of the hit tank fell off and stopped awkwardly in place.

The Marines who lost the tank finally came out from behind the tank and charged forward with their guns drawn.

"Ta da da..." "Ta da... da da... da da..."

Two completely different gunshots were heard. The bursts were fired by National Guard soldiers, while the bursts were fired by Marines.

Seeing the Marines finally pouring out from behind the tank, the National Guard soldiers hiding behind the bunker rushed out like wild beasts, holding guns and shooting at each other.

Following this barbaric attack, soldiers from both sides fell to the ground and died one after another. The corpses were like wheat blown down by the wind, layer after layer, one after another. Those in front knew they fell, and those behind would immediately make up for it.

They threw away their tactics, and all they have now is courage, the courage to move forward without fear of death.

The two military forces in The Gambia began to engage in a truly fierce collision, and while they were fighting furiously, the Foreign Legion soldiers who had been following behind quietly slipped away one after another, and finally all escaped from the battlefield.

"These guys are so barbaric." Blade commented while sitting on a chair while drinking Coca-Cola, and continued to watch the brutal fight between the two hot weapons with great interest.

"They have courage." Swart smiled and put the rocket launcher aside, threw a piece of chocolate into his mouth and asked, "Isn't it?"
Chapter completed!