I Have a Mansion in the Post-apocalyptic World Chapter 1324: On the eve of the counterattack

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In the woods of the Andes, the sound of rustling came from the jungle, and two Asian soldiers in camouflage uniforms lay on the ground with black ink on their faces. If you don't look closer, you can hardly find two faces hidden under the shadow of this bush.

The quietness in the woods is terrible, and the two lie on their feet motionless, as if waiting for something.

Not far away, a clear sound came.

The two faces under the bush disappeared silently ...

Carefully shoved the bushes, the two NATO soldiers, one after the other, carefully avoided the dead branches on the ground, bent down along the shadow of the tropical vegetation, and headed in the direction of the mountain ... Then they bumped At the muzzle of the Moro guerrillas.

The sound of gunfire passed through the dense rainforest, and bullets came out of the shadows on the side. They hit the two like raindrops, and they could n’t even react. The two NATO soldiers made a horrible howl Zhong fell to the ground.

Two Moroan soldiers got out of the banana leaves and ran quickly to the two NATO soldiers who were killed.

"Bing card? One for me."

"Take it."

"Huang Xican? What bird name ..."

Korean written on the front cannot be understood. Fortunately, there are English phonetic transcriptions, but Mutari still understands it.

"Probably Korean. No matter what, you can change military merit anyway." His comrades stuffed another string of soldiers into his bag, and then quickly touched the Korean to confirm it. After nothing good, he spit and stood up.

"The target, two NATO soldiers, were killed."

After lowering his voice to report to the headquarters, Mutari glanced at the corpse lying on the ground and couldn't help but suck.

Not only red but also yellow ones.

Good guy, there is a shot that is afraid of hitting the egg.

No wonder he called so miserable before he died ...

......

In the afternoon, after receiving an order from the rear, the two returned to the base of operations on the 421 high ground.

When he came to a tent at the corner of the military camp, Mutari walked in with his comrades-in-arms, and handed the soldier's card to the special officer of Xinghuan Trading.

Take a glance at the soldier ’s card, and then the officer of the new country opened the notebook, found the number and name of Mutali, and held a pen behind a straight line with a pen. Seeing this scene, Mutali's face suddenly appeared with white teeth.

Although he did not recognize the "positive" character, he understood what it meant.

The horizontal line represents S $ 100, which is almost equivalent to their monthly salary, and will be directly credited to their personal accounts at the end of the month. Even if they are killed in battle, their family will get the money.

This is the reward given by the Star Ring Trade to these guerrilla fighters. At this time, not only NATO scouts but also special forces performing special missions active in the tropical rainforest are high-value targets.

After hearing this news initially, these Phinan monkeys sang songs with almost cheers. Some people even could n’t find a soldier ’s card after killing the target. They simply cut off the enemy ’s head with a dagger and brought it back to ask for credit.

This kind of disgusting and inhuman behavior was soon strictly prohibited by Xinghuan Trading. For the corpses where soldiers could not be found, they were replaced by photographic confirmation. It wasn't until the ban was issued that the bodies of the poor NATO soldiers were spared by the monkeys.

But soon, Mutali raised his eyebrows and looked at the notebook yelling.

"Hey, why is he one more horizontal than me, this is not fair!"

It is also a soldier card, but his comrade-in-arms is one more horizontal than him, which immediately aroused Moutari's dissatisfaction.

"Because his badge belongs to the 13th Marine Infantry Brigade of the US Marine Corps," the new country officer said blankly, pointing to a table on the table, "The rules are like this, here with us, The life of the stick is worthless. "

"This ... is this okay?" Looking at the form, Mutali was dumbfounded.

Even military dogs have a stroke ...

"Okay, okay, buddy, I ’ll ask you to have a drink." The comrade-in-arms was also a little embarrassed, and took him a hand. Before the officer showed an impatient expression, he could not help but drag him Went outside.

It's not a good idea to lie with an officer of Xinghuan Trading.

Although these people are not on the battlefield, each of them is an uncle. Even their teachers are polite to these people.

Back in the march tent, Mutari just sat down on his bed, and their squad leader walked in and dropped a cloth bag on the ground.

The soldier sitting in front of the door stood up and curiously reached over and turned over the cloth bag, looking at the steel wire ball inside, and asked in confusion.

"What is this stuff."

"Large-scale military operations will be launched tonight," the squad leader glanced around the tent to confirm that everyone was there, pointing to the groups of wire mesh on the ground, and then said, "I do n’t know exactly what it is In short, the command staff asked us to cram electronic products into this thing before five o'clock. "

Fearing that these big-headed soldiers are not taking things seriously, the squad leader paused for a moment and emphasized again with a serious expression.

"Remember, it is all electronic products, this is a military order."

......

It has been a week since the Moroccan Volunteers landed in Colombia.

After the frustration of attacking Pamplona, ​​NATO immediately reflected on the mistakes made in strategic deployment, placed intelligence warfare and anti-guerrillas at the core of the strategy, and sent special forces to search for FARC firepower points and Tunnels, especially high-value targets such as mortar positions and anti-aircraft guns, guide and support fire coverage or air strikes.

In terms of firepower, NATO still has the upper hand.

However, the Andes are so large that the rebel guerrillas are not ordinary cunning. The two sides have changed from the initial muscle-to-muscle collision to a cold battle of cold guns and cold guns. In every shrubbery there is a deadly killer, and a **** smell permeates every inch of the South American jungle.

It ’s not just guerrillas, poisonous insects, pythons, crocodiles ... These are nothing to people who have lived here for a long time, but they are quite troublesome for NATO soldiers. The environment here is worse than the desert, and mosquitoes with big thumbs can drive people crazy.

In a sense, Jimenez's words did come true.

The Andes and rainforests have become not only American nightmares, but also all NATO soldiers ’nightmares.

However, newcomers who have just arrived here are often more optimistic. For example, the sticks who responded to the United States ’call to join the war not long ago, when facing the high mountains of Colombia, they showed confidence that they were far higher than their height. Take FARC and Moro for a while.

"The soldiers of the Republic of Korea are all heroes of the guerrilla warfare." South Korean officers narrowed their eyes and said with a smile, "You can rest assured that their positions will be taken by us soon. It ’s clear to the touch. "

For a long time, in order to fight against the so-called "guerrilla powers" in the north, the Korean Army has always made anti-guerrilla warfare the focus of military training and attached great importance to the construction of special operations forces. So much so that the Korean Army basically has a special operations battalion assigned to each army.

In addition, the sticks also often have a special special operations headquarters, called special operations department for short, to perform special operations tasks such as anti-terrorism operations, protection of dignitaries, and punishment for retaliation.

That's why he was so confident.

However, he ignored one point.

The soldiers of the Moro nation did not have any serious training, but all of them were crawling out of the pile of dead people bombed by the US-Philippine coalition. It is now armed by future military personnel. Although it is not using top-notch equipment, it is not far behind NATO infantry.

"I hope so." The old man with a hook nose replied noncommittally.

Obviously, for this newly arrived Korean, as a Marine Colonel, he did not have a cold.

Warfare is not a TV drama, let alone a descendant of Japan. Even if you are a descendant of the Milky Way, it is a life on the battlefield. Especially in the tropical zone where visibility is less than ten meters, the ability of soldiers to detect and counter investigation is a severe test.

Whoever is discovered first will definitely die. No one will keep their hands because everyone wants to live.

Looking at the mountains and the sunset beyond the window, the old man's brows were slightly wrinkled, and the eyes under the officer's cap narrowed.

It's getting dark.

I do n’t know why, he has a hunch.

It will be very long tonight.

The cuff was lifted, and the old man looked at the electronic watch on the cuff, but he suddenly froze.

The numbers in the electronic watch are fixed at five in the afternoon.

Pressed a few times on the watch and saw that there was still no response. The old man frowned slightly and murmured to himself.

"Is it broken?"