Even on the frozen land in the north, it was impossible for the Finnish authorities not to know about a riot taking place on their own soil. However, the Finnish authorities tacitly remained silent on the matter. The trouble was brought by Arrow, and it happened on their "private territory". Since it wasn't the Finns who died, and Arrow didn't ask for help, why would they bother?
The local police in Paltamo sent several mounted police officers to circle around the refugee camp. However, these police officers didn't have the courage to rush in and retreated after showing their faces. Judging from the equipment in the hands of these rioters, this was no longer a problem they could handle.
The sheriff of Paltamo immediately made a decision to mobilize the local militia to arrange defenses in the town and do their best to ensure the safety of the townspeople.
It turned out that his choice was correct. In less than half an hour, the government issued a document urging the local police to do their best to protect the safety of Paltamo. At the same time, a special force was sent to support.
As for the problem of the refugee camp, it would be taken over by the Finnish National Defense Force hundreds of kilometers away.
Taking over in name.
Through the intelligence of the Russian Security Service, Jiang Chen learned the news. The silence of the Finnish officials was beyond his expectation. He originally thought that Finland would send a rapid response force to maintain stability, but he didn't expect their reaction to be so indifferent.
It seemed that Carmen was most likely doing something shady in this military base. Or did he think that with the two brigades in the base, it was more than enough to clean up these rioters?
Regardless of Carmen's reaction, Jiang Chen's plan was carried out step by step.
Most of these refugees came from the Middle East. Many of them had participated in militia organizations or were conscripted as reserves and received basic military training. It was certainly impossible to expect these people to drive tanks, but it was more than enough to play with mortars. At least they wouldn't throw shells at their own people.
With the second batch of equipment entering the Paltamo area from the Finnish border, Sami used his rapidly accumulated prestige to form a guerrilla force of 10,000 people from the refugee camp. With the reason that "only by completely annihilating the army of the infidels could the oppressive rule end," he mobilized the entire refugee camp to fight against Arrow.
Boxes of ammunition were loaded onto battered vans and trucks. Workers took out electric welders from the factory and welded the heavy machine guns onto the pickup trucks. Without a doubt, this motley crew had no combat power at all. In the same situation, they had almost no chance of winning against mercenaries who had received formal training. However, Jiang Chen was confident in the outcome of this battle.
The reason was simple.
Since we can't compete in marksmanship, let's compete in firepower!
…
At two o 'clock in the morning, six hours had passed since the riot. Only two thousand people were left to defend. The armed Sami Army was on the road again, heading in the direction of Arrow to "rescue" their compatriots who had gone astray.
The mighty army marched to the tundra two kilometers outside Arrow and dispersed to surround the military base. Under the command of a few veterans who had been on the battlefield, the militants took shovels and hoes and dug a simple artillery pit.
Hundreds of mortars were set up in dozens of artillery positions. As a signal flare was sent into the air, hundreds of mortars were fired and the entire taiga was filled with whooshing sounds. Clusters of explosions covered the entire military ground, and the mercenaries who were ready for battle were dizzy from the explosions.
Of course, the mercenaries stationed in the military base were not to be trifled with. As soon as they were bombarded, all the mercenaries rushed to cover. At the same time, the howitzers in the military base began to counterattack the mortars based on the coordinates provided by the scouts …
However, these mortars were too scattered, and the shells thrown from all directions exhausted the artillery in the military base. Although they were all experts in artillery, the number of people on the other side was more than ten times that of them.
A mortar shell landed on the roof of the headquarters and blew up a corner of the concrete fortification. Brigade Commander Arnold was covered in dust from the ceiling. He used the table to steady himself and cursed out the window.
"SH * T! Where did these bugs get so many mortars?! "
The sudden barrage caught everyone off guard. They had thought that the motley crew would raise their rifles and charge towards their machine gun bunker, but they didn't expect them to use their support weapons to clear the area.
"There is no doubt that Celestial Trade gave them these." Holding the table, Sardes returned to the tactical map and looked around. "Guys, we can't defend anymore. No one knows how many shells they have, because the man who supplies them with weapons is a real b * stard. Arnold, take your people out and get rid of them. Tell them that modern wars are not won by numbers alone. "
"Roger!"
Arnold saluted, took the intercom from the arrow, and began to give orders to the various units of the army.
After the order was issued, the gate of the military base opened, and more than a dozen Hummers rushed out. Four "Puma" armored vehicles followed and rushed to the mobs. Under Jiang Chen's instructions, Sami decisively ordered his subordinates to bring a guerrilla force of 2,000 people and carry boxes of anti-armor weapons to block the mobs.
The front line of the battle was located on the edge of the pine forest, and pine trees were everywhere.
After encountering the guerrillas, Arrow's Hummers and armored vehicles immediately slowed down. They raised the heavy machine guns welded to the roof and fired at the mobs with bowl-sized bullets. The mercenaries in the vehicles also jumped out and searched for cover to engage the mobs.
However, they obviously underestimated the anti-armor ability of this group of mobs.
While the mercenaries were shooting with machine guns, all kinds of explosive and armor-piercing RPG warheads were flying randomly in the pine forest. Although the accuracy was extremely poor, the overwhelming number of RPG warheads could not stop the overwhelming number. Four armored vehicles had their reactive armors completely destroyed, and only one of them retreated to the rear unscathed.
Of course, this alone was still not enough to make up for the amateurism of these mobs. Although the sudden RPG caught Arrow's armored units off guard, even without armored vehicles, these mobs were no match for regular armed forces …
The two sides exchanged fire for less than ten minutes, and Sami's army had already suffered more than 200 casualties. On the other hand, Arrow's side had no more than 50 casualties. Seeing that he couldn't win, Sami began to panic. He quickly called Jiang Chen and asked for help.
"Our troops on the front line are beginning to collapse. Their marksmanship is too accurate! It's the first time many people touched a gun. We can't beat them at all … "
"Don't worry, it's almost done."
Jiang Chen's words stunned Sami.
Almost done? What's almost done?
While he was still in a daze, the ground suddenly trembled, and then a loud explosion came from afar. The shockwave spread from the pine forest, swept across the taiga, and even brushed against the bangs on his forehead.
Before Sami realized what was going on, he saw the billowing smoke rising from the direction of the military base. He opened his mouth in surprise.
Standing on the hillside on the other side of the battlefield, Jiang Chen saw the gorgeous fireworks through the binoculars, and a smile appeared on his face.
It seemed that the Alpha Special Forces had succeeded.
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