Great Power Army Reclamation

In the gorilla's heart, a certain string suddenly broke. He and the president have a bond of affection. This kind of bond is not only because of his lack of ambition, but also because of the comradeship that was fought for by gunfire and bullets when the country was founded.

But with one shot from this soldier, everything disappeared. It turned out that he had never regarded him as a brother. To put it bluntly, he was just his dog.

The gorilla suddenly calmed down completely. He has no brains, but he is certainly not stupid to be able to get to where he is today.

There was a smile on his face, and his teeth were exceptionally white, shining in the sun.

"Brother, I'm sorry. Brothers are ignorant. I'm going back right now. I just want to come and take a look and say hello to the president for me!"

The gorilla spoke very smoothly, without any displeasure on his face, and even with a charming smile on his face.

The company commander became proud and waved his hand generously: "General, it's okay. I'm just following the order. We have no personal grudges."

The generals behind the gorilla were all filled with anger, but they were still loyal to the gorilla, so even though the current boss disappointed them deeply, they did not show any dissatisfaction.

The gorilla waved his hand, and everyone followed him and turned away, no longer entangled.

In fact, their number is not less than the soldiers just now, but their weapons are inferior. They are all officers, and they all have pistols. The soldiers have submachine guns and machine guns.

If they really fight, it will definitely be a one-sided massacre. Gorillas have been through battles for a long time, and he can tell that.

This place is not far from his mansion, so everyone walked here. When he returned to the mansion, the short and fat general looked at the body of the tall general and suddenly burst into tears.

The gorilla yelled angrily: "Shut the hell up, crying is useless, avenge him!"

Everyone was shocked, and then they realized that the boss was not scared, but was bearing the humiliation.

They all stood upright with a "swipe", looking at the gorilla with bright eyes, waiting for him to give orders.

The gorilla waved his hand: "Everyone, go gather the team and surround the Presidential Palace from the front, back, left, and right, and don't even let a fly go!"

In the Presidential Palace, the President was leaning on the sofa with a big belly and a gloomy face. The situation was complicated now, but he was able to achieve this position because he had the courage and wisdom to do so without panicking.

He has experienced many strong winds and waves, and ordinary battles cannot scare him.

"Report!"

The company commander just now ran in with a proud look on his face. The president actually couldn't remember his name, but in order to increase his presence, he came over specifically to take credit.

After listening to the company commander's words, the president's face looked uncertain for a while, and finally the corners of his mouth curved:

"Well done, when the army is expanded, I will give you a battalion commander to do it!"

The company commander stood at attention and spoke excitedly and incoherently:

"Path of loyalty to His Excellency the President to the death!"

The president waved his hand: "Continue to be vigilant, don't let a fly in!"

The company commander went out with a happy face, but the president's face suddenly turned gloomy.

This bastard was so crazy that he dared to beat the big general to death, knowing that he was the gorilla's henchman.

He still has confidence in the gorilla. Although he is not a confidant, he will never go against him. Because he doesn't have the guts.

But if the big man dies, the gorilla will definitely be angry. After all, he is the brother he can trust with his life.

But the big man never took him seriously. He was only loyal to the gorilla, and he had long disliked him.

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Since the matter has already happened, there is no point in being afraid. The most he can do is withdraw the company commander and take the blame. The reason why he doesn't do it now is because what he needs most at this moment is a die-hard loyalist like the company commander.

Time passed little by little, and he was waiting for a call. His garrison commander went to recruit troops. He was too impulsive to disband the First Division this time, and he regretted it a little.

The phone finally rang and was connected, and the leader's loud voice came over:

"President, 10,000 soldiers have been recruited and are waiting for your orders at any time!"

The president hesitated: "Are there any veterans?"

The regiment leader hesitated for a moment, and then replied: "President, the veterans are too oily to command, but don't worry, they are all pirates, so there is no problem with their combat effectiveness!"

The president nodded and sighed: "Move them all over, set up a cordon around the perimeter, and then drill on the spot."

The regiment leader agreed and started to assemble the team. Because of the rush of time, there were no military uniforms, and the men in ragged clothes huddled together in a mess.

The age gap is a bit big, some are in their teens and some are already over fifty. This can’t be blamed on the group leader. Time is running out, so I can only shout in the crowd of refugees:

"Who is a soldier? He has enough to eat!"

It's not easy to gather so many people. If you have enough time, at least you can get a certain age limit.

The leader led a group of people in a noisy rush to the Presidential Palace, shouting along the way:

"I'll give you clothes and guns when we get there. Simma has enough control!"

The refugees all had dull smiles on their faces, and they couldn't remember how long it had been since they had a full meal.

But not far away, a group of soldiers stopped in front of them, led by the gorilla's pudgy general.

He waved his pistol and shouted: "Kill me, until I kill them all!"

Then there was a loud burst of gunfire, and the smiles on the faces of many of these refugees were completely frozen before they fell off.

Although the pudgy general's men were poorly armed, they still had no problem massacring unarmed poor people.

In just a few minutes, a large number of refugees had fallen to the ground, and the blood had dyed the ground of the street red.

The garrison commander cursed: "You son of a bitch, these are the new soldiers I recruited for the president, don't you want to live?"

The short and fat general fired a volley of bullets at him:

"I'm shooting at you, no one can leave alive today."

At this time, the refugees also reacted and fled in all directions with screams. The scene was completely chaotic in an instant, and they ran around like headless flies. Many even rushed into the short and fat general's team, squeezing the soldiers all over the place.

Half an hour later, except for the corpses on the ground, all the refugees who could run away ran away.

The short and fat general scolded the soldiers around him, beating and scolding:

"Son of a bitch, you squeezed me several times, I will shoot you all in a while, hurry up and find out if the garrison commander was shot dead?"

The soldiers began to search for the corpse in a noisy manner, but after searching for a long time, they did not find the shadow of the commander.

The short and fat general cursed in disappointment: "This bastard got away with it. Brothers, follow me to attack the presidential palace!"

A typical feature of African armies is that they fight well when the wind is favorable, and the winning side can chase the enemy for dozens of kilometers on foot.

The soldiers shouted and rushed towards the presidential palace, rushing out with an indomitable momentum.