Chapter 241 Road to Death
Claymore anti-personnel mines, also known as directional landmines or broadsword mines, are probably the most famous and most familiar to ordinary people. Anti-infantry mines.
This rectangular, slightly curved iron box can be seen in many military-themed movies and games. It contains less than one kilogram of C4, plus nearly a thousand small steel balls.
Although this kind of landmine is specially designed to kill people, although it has the word "di", in fact, few people actually bury it in the soil and use it as a mine.
The usual way of using it is to stand it up, insert the four little feet into the soil, aim the observation hole at the target area, and detonate it at the right time. Of course, you can also hang it on a branch or even insert it into the ground. In puddles.
Its power can cover an area within 50 meters at an angle of 60-120 degrees directly in front. In actual combat, it can achieve moderate lethality even at a distance of about 100 meters.
Among the airdropped ammunition boxes, there is a whole box with 24 such small iron boxes. Now all of them have been fixed by PMCs on the trees on both sides of the road, 12 on each side, one every five or six meters. The direction is facing the center of the dirt road.
"Shebek!"
Jack was shot again, this time in his left leg. The bullet cut a deep bloody groove on the outside of his thigh.
“Detonate!”
Following Shebek's order, 24 broadswords exploded simultaneously, and tens of thousands of small steel balls were evenly scattered in the center of this sixty- to seventy-meter-long dirt road.
The sound of the gunfire disappeared instantly, and the whole world seemed to have been pressed on the pause button. Except for the aftermath of the explosion and the dust blowing by, there was no other sound.
Jack stretched out his head tentatively and saw only two figures running backwards desperately.
“Bang! Bang!”
After two gunshots, these two men just escaped from the range of the broadsword because of their forward position. The three who were rushed over PMC was knocked down directly.
"Are you okay?" Sherbeck came closer and stretched out his hand to Jack who was sitting on the ground.
"If you had delayed the explosion by a few seconds, we would have been in trouble."
Jack staggered to his feet, cursed with trembling lips, and helped pull him up. Gaspare was a guy with rough skin and thick flesh. The scratch on his shoulder did not bleed much, but his face was also pale and he was very frightened.
These two people are really not timid. Although they know that the front engine position of the car cannot be penetrated, they were attacked by dozens of automatic and semi-automatic rifles just now. Bullets were flying around and sparks were flying. , this scene is really too exciting.
“Leave it to us.”
Sherbek waved his hand and maintained a three-man assault formation with his two companions, heading towards the direction of the already chaotic convoy.
Jack took out the MK24 pistol they brought, and Gaspare, who was holding the original AK47, limped behind them, intending to witness the results of his victory with his own eyes.
The position where the PMCs laid mines was very dark. The swords were basically fixed on tree trunks about 2 to 3 meters above the ground, covering the entire road from top to bottom.
Whether it was the militants who got out of the car, the ones who were leaning in the back of the pickup truck before they could get out of the car, or even the guy who showed his face from the car window, he could not escape being sprayed. The fate of the sieve.
“Bang!”
"Bang!"
The three-person team approached the paralyzed convoy unhurriedly, while firing at the wounded who fell to the ground and wailed. Terrorists have no human rights, and on a small island with poor medical conditions, it is better to die quickly now than to slowly be tortured to death in pain.
However, the Broad Sword is only an anti-infantry mine after all, and its power is not very powerful. It relies entirely on the dense steel balls ejected when detonated by the explosive to kill and injure unprotected personnel.
So less than half of the people were killed on the spot. Most of them were only injured, but almost no one could still maintain fighting strength. At this distance, the flying steel balls could instantly break human bones. Penetrates deep into the human body and destroys internal organs.
This resulted in a very tragic scene. Many people were still alive, but only alive. They fell to the ground unable to move. They could only moan helplessly and slowly wait for excessive blood loss to take away their lives.
Of course, there are always lucky people who only suffered minor injuries or even no damage due to the obstruction of their companions and vehicles. They were simply frightened.
At the end of the convoy, a few cars had not yet had time to enter the coverage area of Kuo Jian. They were so frightened by the tragedy after the explosion that they desperately turned the steering wheel to turn around.
Seeing the approaching three-person PMC assault team, these guys abandoned their companions who were crying and running towards them, stepped on the accelerator and fled this road of death.
“This old guy is lucky.”
Gasparella opened the door of an off-road vehicle and dragged out a one-armed old man with a face covered in blood. He was none other than one of the largest leaders of the "Abu Sayyaf" organization on Jolo Island, Radulan. Shasillon.
The old guy couldn't tell whether it was good or bad luck, because he was protected by two confidants in the middle of the seat and escaped.
But unfortunately, this guy was still hit by several steel balls on his head, which happened to be embedded in his forehead. Although he did not penetrate the skull and kill him on the spot, it still caused a concussion. He was still confused at the moment. .
“Do you think they would be willing to trade those two hostages for this old guy?”
Jack searched the old guy’s body, found a rope, and tied him up like a pig. His hands and feet were tied together, and then he was carried directly in his hands.
Gaspare shrugged, "Who knows, I hope he still has enough prestige."
"Shebek, leave one alive and go back to deliver the message. We captured their leader and asked them to use two people To exchange hostages." Jack quickly informed Sherbeck on the other side to keep someone under his gun.
Laduran Shaxilon's people left nearly 80 corpses on this dirt road. Counting those killed by Jack during the previous sneak attack, the total losses exceeded one-third. The crisis should be temporary Lifted.
The PMCs were too lazy to clean up the battlefield, and they did not have the manpower. After letting the two slightly injured people go back to report the news, what took the most time was repairing the cars.
The pickup truck used to lure the enemy was completely scrapped. They only had four vehicles left, some of which were not enough.
Fortunately, Kuojian's steel balls did limited damage to the vehicles. The car body was smashed by the steel balls without affecting the driving. I collected a few usable tires and picked up two of them. The remaining ones had their fuel tanks exploded, and then set them on fire. Ordered.
When everyone returned to the abandoned mine, they were welcomed as heroes, especially the two wounded. Their behavior of personal heroism was so in line with European and American values.
Gaspare was previously slightly feared by passengers because of his status as a prisoner, his skin color and his muscles. Now he is being supported by two aunty stewardesses, which counts as There was a certain degree of hugging from left to right.
Yesterday, there was something trivial at home, and I felt a bit depressed. Sorry for the missing chapter, I will make up for it as soon as possible.
(End of this chapter)