Chapter 95 Courage
The whole of Banjul was in an absolute panic. No civilians could be seen on the streets, only the National Guard soldiers and policemen with nervous expressions. They were the military force stationed in Banjul, and they had to maintain law and order in the chaos at this time and complete the suppression of the Mekale rebels.
The Gambia Marine Corps has always existed as the Gambia Long Live Army and the Ace Army. The Marine Corps represents the core of its military strength. Now the Long Live Army has suddenly rebelled, making it difficult for the National Guard to resist. Half of the capital Banjul was forcibly occupied in an instant. In the end, the two forces fought the final life-and-death battle in front of the Presidential Palace.
If they storm the presidential palace, it would mean the complete collapse of Yahya's regime, which would be replaced by Mekale; if they fail to storm the palace, it would mean Mekale's rebellion has failed, and he would be punished most severely.
“General Huliai, if you can submit to me, I will promote you to Minister of Defense after I become president. Gambia in the future will be the world of both of us.” Mekale, standing on a tank, had a smile on his face and a strong sense of ambition.
In front of him were thousands of National Guard soldiers, who blocked his way in three layers inside and outside, pointing their rifles at him.
However, Mekale didn't take these seriously at all. He was not afraid that the other party would shoot him because he had confidence.
General Huliai of the National Guard had a very bad look on his face. Facing the powerful Marines, he had no chance of winning and could only fight to the end. He glanced at Mekale, then moved his eyes to the tank under Mekale's feet, gritted his teeth, and held the gun in his hand more steadily.
"I swear I will kill you, kill you for the president, you rebel!" Hu Liai said this with a serious look on his face, gritting his teeth.
He was ready to shed blood for President Yahya and sacrifice his life for Gambia. This was what a soldier should do, even though his thousands of soldiers would be like nothing under the impact of the enemy's three tanks, even though these three tanks were just old-fashioned tanks with the weakest armor.
“Hahahaha…” Mekale burst into laughter, pointing at Huliai and said loudly : “What on earth did Yahya give you? Money? Women? Power? Hahaha… Bullshit, none of that! Yahya gave you nothing. He only gave you a high-ranking identity. In the end, you are still a tool under his dictatorship.”
Mekale pointed out this fact directly, and this sentence also hit Huliai hard.
Gambia has always been under the dictatorship of Yahya. No matter politics, culture, or economy, everything is decided by Yahya. He said that the people are not allowed to contact the outside world, so all TV programs were banned, leaving only one radio station to repeatedly play Yahya's videos; he said that he wanted to introduce foreign investment, and all places must support it unconditionally, even if their resources were plundered; he said whoever was guilty, then whoever was guilty...
Gambia under dictatorship is like a feudal country. Yahya is the emperor, and his words are law. He is aloof and cannot be disobeyed.
"I am a soldier, not a politician." Hu Liai said loudly: "I only know to 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 was full of noble heat. Yes, he was a soldier, and what a soldier should do is to obey orders and be loyal to the motherland.
"Good, very good." Mekale gently applauded Huliai, his smiling face darkened, his eyes spitting out poisonous venom as he said, "Since General Huliai is willing to do this, then I can only admire your integrity. I admit that you are a real soldier, but you are also a foolishly loyal and pedantic soldier."
Hu Liai looked at Mekale with great disdain, his face full of sarcasm.
"Mekale, you just want to overthrow the president and become the president yourself, so why do you say such things to me? If you want to fight, then fight. Even if rivers of blood flow, I will bring soldiers to stop you. We will live and die with Gambia, and the true God will never stand on the side of traitors!"
"Wrong!" A loud shout interrupted Hu Liai's words.
At this moment, Mekale's face was serious, and there was a look of justice in his eyes, which was full of hope and yearning.
"What we need is a democratic, people-oriented regime. We need freedom, spiritual freedom, freedom of public opinion, and freedom of everything. I love my country, I love the people of Gambia, and I love everything in Gambia..." As he spoke, Mekale looked toward the sky affectionately, put his clenched right fist against his chest and said, "So I want to overthrow Yahya's dictatorial government. Only by overthrowing Yahya can Gambia usher in true freedom. When there is no dictatorship and tyranny, the waters of Gambia will be bluer, the sky of Gambia will be clearer, and people will smile more. Democracy, what we want is democracy. It is a responsibility to the country and to the people, and definitely not a responsibility to a certain person!"
Mekale's voice was very pious and powerful. At this time, he was fighting for democracy and freedom. This was the purest and most noble battle, a battle of the highest spiritual realm, or another kind of holy war.
Huliai sneered, he didn't believe what Mekale said, because he knew Mekale very well. One of them was in charge of the National Guard, and the other was in charge of the Marine Corps. He knew what kind of person Mekale was. His rebellion was to replace Yahya and rule as a dictator. He was even more brutal than President Yahya.
"Get ready for battle!" Huliai shouted, waving his gun. He saw Mekale getting into the tank while he sneered.
All the National Guard soldiers immediately took up their positions and used the bunkers built in front of the Presidential Palace to fight a decisive battle with the Marines.
“Bang!” “Puff!…”
A sniper bullet came out of nowhere and penetrated Hu Liai's chest. The powerful penetrating force caused his body to fly backwards and hit the ground heavily.
"Charge!" The order to charge sounded among the Marines.
Three old tanks rumbled forward, their gun barrels slowly turning and locking onto the temporary fortifications in front of the Presidential Palace.
"BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!"
They scattered shells and opened fire simultaneously, bombarding the extremely vulnerable fortifications of the National Guard.
The flames rose, and the three sandbag fortifications at the forefront collapsed instantly. In the midst of the artillery fire, the National Guard soldiers behind the fortifications were thrown high, and the flying yellow sand hit them head-on.
"Ah! Ah!..." Screams came from the mouths of the National Guard soldiers. They were too weak when facing the artillery shells.
The three tanks advanced forward in a triangle, and the Marines simply followed behind the tanks, capturing the presidential palace in this way.
"BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!"
More artillery shells were fired, and several gaps appeared in the National Guard's defensive positions again. The soldiers' limbs shattered by the shells were scattered in all directions.
The National Guard soldiers, who had been on high alert, panicked. No one gave them orders, and their general was sniped at the first moment.
"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 bouncing bullet shells quickly formed a layer under the soldiers' feet.
Hu Liai, with a hole in his chest, lay on the ground, listening to the explosion of gunfire. His right hand was weakly covering his chest, blood was constantly flowing from the corner of his mouth, and his eyes were staring at the sky.
Lost, lost, definitely lost...
When two armies fight, if the commander of either side is seriously injured or killed, his side will suffer the final defeat.
"Help, help me up..." Hu Liai said vaguely to the officer who was rescuing him next to him, trying hard to stand up.
"General... let's, let's retreat..." the officer said with horror as he looked at the horrific wound on Hu Liai's chest.
Hearing this, Hu Liai forced a smile, took out the pistol from his leg with great effort, looked at the soldier and said to him: "You have been with me for thirteen years, right?"
The officer nodded.
"You are my most valued and trusted subordinate, right?"
The officer nodded again.
With a "bang", a bullet pierced the officer's chin and penetrated deep into his brain, and he lay dead on the side.
"I'm not dead yet..." Hu Liai wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and roared wildly in the hail of bullets with all his strength: "Kill those who endanger themselves on the battlefield!"
As long as Hu Liai was still alive, he could stabilize the whole situation, otherwise it would be a complete defeat in a few minutes.
Hu Liai sat behind a bunker with the help of two soldiers to treat his wound. His treatment of the wound was very simple, just wrapping the wound tightly with hemostatic gauze, although this had no effect at all.
But Hu Liai was very clear about his current physical condition. He was definitely going to die this time as his internal organs had been shattered. The only reason he was not dead yet was because his heart was still intact for the time being.
After bandaging his wound, Hu Liai leaned over the shelter, raised his rifle and pulled the trigger.
"Da da da..." A string of inaccurate bullets shot towards the tank where Mekale was in the front.
"Kang! Kang! Kang!..." The tank's armor was struck by the warhead, creating a streak of sparks and completely blocking the warhead.
"Kill! Kill the rebels!" Hu Liai roared again so that the soldiers on 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 became confident after seeing Hu Li'ai. The morale of the army, which was on the verge of collapse, was gathered by Hu Li'ai, and they began to concentrate on resisting the attack of the Marines.
On a tall building in the distance, Rifling and Swart carried individual rocket launchers, aimed at the tanks on both sides of the Marine Corps, and gently pulled the trigger.
“Boom! Boom!…”
Two rockets drew a graceful parabolic arc and shot towards the two old tanks, landing accurately on the tank tracks.
“Boom! Boom!”
As the explosion with black and red flames sounded, the tracks of the hit tank fell off and it stopped awkwardly in place.
The Marines who lost their tanks finally walked out from behind the tanks and charged forward with guns in hand.
“Da da da…” “Da da…da da… da da…”
Two completely different types of gunfire were heard: the rapid fire came from the National Guard soldiers, and the bursts came from the Marines.
Seeing the Marines finally emerging from behind the tanks, the National Guardsmen hiding behind the bunkers rushed out like wild beasts, shooting at each other with their guns.
With this brutal attack, soldiers on both sides fell to the ground and died one after another, like wheat blown down by the wind, layer after layer. When the front fell, the back would immediately make up for it. They threw away tactics, and now all they had was courage, the courage to be fearless and move forward.
The two military forces of Gambia began to engage in a truly fierce clash, and when they were fighting fiercely, the foreign legion soldiers who had been following behind quietly slipped away one after another, and eventually all withdrew from the battlefield.
"These guys are so barbaric." Blade, who was drinking Coca-Cola, made the comment while sitting in a chair, and continued to watch the brutal fight between the two sides with interest.
"They have courage." Swart smiled and threw the rocket launcher aside, threw a piece of chocolate into his mouth and asked, "Don't they?"
No one can refute their courage, even though it may seem stupid to outsiders.
