These veterans knew very well that because Xu Le had brought the Nation's Maiden to Planet 5460, this secret mission for the Bureau of Proclamation was the first time Team 7 had been sent out on a mission in this war. Therefore, they could feel what Xu Le's serious distribution of cigarettes meant — it was the smoke from the battlefield steeped in alcohol.
Listening to the noises of the rookies in the auditorium behind them, they became even more silent. They lowered their heads and smoked without saying a word, their expressions firm and calm.
Team 7 had a total of 21 members. Before they could finish distributing, the dark blue No.37 brand cigarettes had already been distributed. Bai Yulan smiled slightly and took out her own No.37 brand cigarettes from her pocket. She held one in her mouth and gave one to Lan Xiaolong beside her.
Xu Le held the cigarette in his mouth and opened the map of Planet 163's surface from the electronic manual. Through the somewhat dazzling smoke, he looked at the work area marked in green and narrowed his eyes slightly.
If the military's air support could be timely and powerful, reconstructing The Glory Of The Charter in this 3200 square kilometer area would not be a difficult task. At least, his troops would not have to be like Du Shaoqing's Iron Seventh Division, fighting from Yellow Mountain Ridge all the way to the northern hemisphere. It was so tragic that it made one's hair stand on end.
"When can the West Woods Military District send the 3D topographic map over?"
"They should be able to get it when we get on the warship," Bai Yulan replied.
"The Imperial expeditionary force has occupied this planet for more than 40 years. Although they can't heavily guard every area on the planet, we still have to go deep into enemy territory, which is very dangerous … The most troublesome thing is that the Bureau of Proclamation's lowest level of electronic surveillance network setup is a bit complicated even for a professional engineer like me. These guys in the auditorium have only learned it for ten days. Can they meet the minimum requirements? "
From the battle mobilization to the argument with his friends, it was rare for him to talk so much tonight, but he still had to continue. He rubbed his somewhat dry throat and asked.
Everyone looked at Gu Xifeng at the same time. This young man with delicate features was the electronics technician of Group 7. These few days, the training in the military camp had been arranged by him.
Gu Xifeng adjusted her crooked military cap and looked at Xu Le as she replied, "Reporting to Supervisor, I once did a secret mission for the Bureau of Proclamation. The installation of the electronic equipment may seem troublesome, but it can be broken down into a clear isolation process. During the training, I've already divided the recruits into six groups for teaching. All they need to do is to repeat some monotonous laying techniques. If the Bureau of Proclamation officials can meet up with us on the planet, there shouldn't be a problem after a few days of intensive training. "
Xu Le then looked at Xiong Linquan.
Xiong Linquan said in a low voice, "Their physical condition is very bad now. The past ten days have been too rough, and the acidic substances accumulated in their muscle fibers are too strong. Although they have taken a lot of medicine, they can't digest it in a short time. However, if they can have five days of buffer time on the warship, then I can guarantee that when we arrive at planet 163, these old soldiers will be in their best condition. "
Bai Yulan softly interjected, "Right now, the space channel is too dense. Even if it's an emergency military mission, it will take at least five days to get to planet 163 from the main planet."
Xu Le silently and quickly flipped through the electronic manual. In the end, he raised his head and glanced at Hou Xiandong, the medical officer of Group 7.
Hou Xiandong laughed self-deprecatingly and said, "The West Woods has used up all of the stimulants, but it won't be difficult to replenish them. Actually, the quality of these old soldiers is a bit beyond my expectations. Probably because their families are too rich, their bodies that look like they've been drained by alcohol and women are actually very healthy. It's just that they look a bit miserable. As for Yan Bingyan and those bodybuilders, they're so healthy that it makes one's hair stand on end. "
"Right, they'll probably be dead drunk tonight, but it shouldn't be a big problem."
Xu Le and everyone else laughed. He looked at the haggard and tired faces of his subordinates beside him and knew that they had worked extremely hard these past few days. A faint sense of guilt rose in his heart. If it weren't for his background as a supervisor, the Federation government wouldn't have chosen Group 7 to do this extremely troublesome mission.
While feeling guilty, he also felt extremely proud. Looking at these tanned and determined faces, he was very proud that his battle companions were the most professional and professional group of people on the battlefield.
Lan Xiaolong took a deep drag on his cigarette, threw it to the ground, and stepped on it to catch his breath. He looked at Xu Le and said with a shrug, "In order to let these young masters survive, we've done everything we can. What happens on the battlefield is something that we can't control. Just do your best, don't be too stressed."
"I don't feel any pressure. Life and death on the battlefield is the fairest." Xu Le lowered his head and took a deep breath of the slightly hot smoke. He said with a hoarse voice, "Just like what Master Schiller said in that Traveling Swordsman's play, no matter how many eggs are used, each will kick the rice."
Lan Xiaolong shrugged and said with disgust, "I hated that play the most, especially after the male lead was kicked by his junior sister. I sulked in my bed for two days and two nights, feeling so bitter that my whole body felt uncomfortable."
Xu Le looked at him and thought of how he felt when he watched that play when he was young. He thought of those sour eyes that belonged to youth and couldn't help but feel like he knew Xiong Linquan well.
But compared to the life and death of the artillery fire in the West Woods, those sour feelings were actually so young and inexperienced.
"Rest early, we're leaving tomorrow." Xu Le patted Xiong Linquan's broad shoulder and said, "Our Group 7 can't live so sullenly on the battlefield."
The crowd dispersed and the auditorium fell silent. There were old soldiers who were drunk in life and dreaming of death, members of Group 7 who were sleeping on their pillows, people who were quietly sitting by the window and carefully wiping their knives and bayonets, and people who were under the stars in the sky.
Xu Le looked at the dazzling curtain of stars in the night sky and blinked his left eye. He said to the old man in his heart with a smile, "I'm going to plant the seeds for you."
Then he saw the word "thank you" with his left eye.
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There was a shiny cobblestone that was washed by the river and shattered into pieces. It was like the most famous spicy hot pot in the capital special district. It was heartbreaking and painful.
Then more stones were shattered into pieces. The yellow sand and black soil in front of the temporary bulletproof pit jumped up and sputtered sorrowfully. It sprayed on people's bodies and covered them with a thin but scorching layer.
Xi Peng's fingers pinched hard on the soil mixed with blood in front of him and quickly and helplessly gasped for breath. Through the transparent helmet in front of him, he looked at the dense white lines of bullet marks above his head and listened to the sharp screeching sound. His whole body was completely stiff. Although his body was full of strength, there was no way for him to use his nervous system to command his bones and muscles to make the correct response.
A second ago, his comrade beside him was hit by a few bullets from the Empire. Blood spurted into a beautiful straight line.
At that moment, Xi Peng turned his head in shock and found that, just like in the movies, his comrade's heavy body was hit by a few high-speed bullets and flew back at a high speed. It was like a bag of flour that was hit by a heavy blow and then began to spray flour.
Was this a real battlefield?
Xi Peng buried his head in the soil and trembled in fear. His eyes began to gradually disperse. He did not see his comrade holding a Cayenne machine gun and counterattacking with flames, nor did he hear what a veteran was roaring angrily not far away.
He could only hear the dense roar of the Empire's guns and cannons. He could only see the churning and sputtering soil in front of him from time to time. He could only see the terrifying and disgusting color of human blood in the soil.
After all, he had learned some things from the military camp when he was in that shady 8384 unit in the Harbor City Garrison Guard District. In the ten days before he came to this planet, he was tortured by those ruthless mercenaries and was forced to learn even more countermeasures on the battlefield.
As the only male in the family of the deputy speaker of the Federation, he was without a doubt a real first-rate rich kid. In the prosperous capital ring, in the bizarre world of senses, he had seen blood, drugs, and even death. However, when he came to the front line of the West Woods, he realized that what he had seen before was fake.
Between the whistling bullets and the smoke, he was a little absent-minded. He had completely forgotten the tactical manuals that he had learned. He only knew that he was as stiff as a piece of wood and as cowardly as an ostrich under the fortification, not daring to raise his head at all. Wiping the blood on his face with the most careful movements, he looked at half of his finger that was only ten centimeters away from his lips. Breathing in the scorching air, he suddenly had the urge to vomit.
"W3 team, retreat at full speed!"
A voice sounded in the field infantry communication system. At this moment, on the battlefield that was full of bullets and whistles, this voice was so clear and calm. It was so calm that there was a sense of indifference to life and death. It was like a young lady in a top club in the capital special zone, using an indifferent tone to evaluate the bloody wild beef in front of her.
Inside the Cillin military camp, Xi Peng and many others were already incomparably familiar with this voice. It was because this voice had once made them roll on piles of shit, blister all over under the scorching sun, and gave them endless humiliation and torment. But at this moment, this voice in their ears was as pleasant as the music that floated from the sky.
Yes, W3 team. In the face of the parallel fire of the Imperium's light armored troops, W3 team had the best chance of survival by retreating in two flanks. Xi Peng felt that she was awakened from a nightmare by this voice. Her right hand trembled as she pried open the broken finger in front of her and found her gun from the foamy dust. After a few rapid breaths, she suddenly turned around and ran to the back of the camp.
The gunshots sounded behind her, louder and clearer than the beating of her heart. With a pale face, Xi Peng ran desperately like a rabbit and crossed a gentle slope behind the simple fortification.
With a bang, she fell heavily into the muddy water.
The dirty muddy water flowed down from the infantry's helmet and blocked his vision. She desperately wiped the muddy water off her helmet, but she could only vaguely see the smoke around her. She did not know where to go at all. In an instant, a feeling of despair rushed into her chest, making her legs feel like they were filled with lead. She increasingly felt that the gunshots of the Imperium behind her were like countless rapid, life-threatening drumbeats.
She stood at the bottom of the gentle slope in a daze. She seemed to hear the sound of the Imperium's armored vehicles around her, and then she heard a whooshing sound — a palm slapped her hard on the cheek, creating a clear and crisp sound through the hard helmet.
Xi Peng was heavily knocked to the ground. Almost at the same time, an Imperium's light guided rocket flew over with a whoosh and burst into flames in front of her.
She looked back in shock.
Xu Le, whose face was full of smoke and dust, panted and said, "Show us the map and retreat to the red dot."
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