"Slowly!" Simon quickly grabbed the staff officer's arm, and cold sweat started to fall on his head.

There are only two staff officers in the entire battalion. Now that the last one has died in battle, will he be made the bare commander?

"It's better to save your life, it's more useful." Simon glanced at the staff officer and said calmly. These two staff officers had just arrived two days ago. If there is no one today, it would be a bit unreasonable to ask from above.

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As for the command error, there's really nothing we can do about it. Why are the two staff officers so inexperienced?

"But this attack is not without some effect." Simon looked at the staff officer. He had been beaten with a big stick. He had to give him a date no matter what. Put it aside sweetly or not. In short, he could not leave an unhuman person behind.

'impression.

"Although the casualties are high, the enemy will not take it easy. According to my judgment, their morale has been extremely low. As long as there is another large-scale, organized attack, the bridgehead position can be won."

The staff officer finally had some light in his eyes and was no longer so gloomy. At least his command was not in vain, and at least the deaths and injuries of the 124 brothers were not in vain.

Although these words are just evading responsibility.

"The next attack must not make any mistakes. The bridgehead must be captured at once. If possible, capture the bridge. If not... forget it, it is not very important anyway." Simon announced the purpose of the next attack.

The two staff officers saluted to show that they understood.

In fact, it was supposed to be the time for the staff to give their opinions, but these two staff members who were good at the game found that their opinions were not worth mentioning after they actually went to the battlefield.

Such tactics that are common in games have no room for use in reality.

So now they have become two tool men who command the frontline troops. It has to be said that although the two men's strategic vision is not as strong as Simon's, they still have some skills in tactical command. Use a telescope to micromanage the troops.

It can still be done with a little work.

Maybe...you play more games?

"Our air forces are already in place. Although they are all old-fashioned, the enemy has not found any air forces yet. This is our opportunity." Simon clenched his fists. As a commander, he is more capable than anyone else.

Understand how important air support is. It is not only a bomb dropped on the opponent's head, but also a shot of stimulant.

Of course, it's for my own side.

"This operation is very important. The troops on both wings are ready. Once the bridgehead is secured, the troops on the left and right wings can launch an offensive to achieve the set goal. The next attack must only succeed and cannot fail. I understand.

No?" Simon said seriously.

"Understood!" the two staff officers shouted loudly, their eyes bright, and they saluted with their right hands as a military salute.

"For the glory of the new world!" Simon responded with a military salute.

"For the glory of the new world!"

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Area B03 connecting bridge main position of the coalition government troops

At this time, the sky was bright, and other people in 141 also woke up rubbing their eyes. The beds here were really uncomfortable and a bit outrageous. It was not a good place to sleep, just to recover from fatigue.

But just because I woke up, more shit happened.

For example, at this time, the M99 was holding his shoulders and screaming in pain. SCAR took off his combat uniform and saw only a large long strip of bruise on his right shoulder. Although the M99 anti-materiel rifle is powerful, its recoil is also unparalleled.

It's so powerful that even with the assistance of a muzzle brake, most people still can't withstand such terrifying recoil and need a bipod to support it.

Of course, this refers to ordinary people. A certain old man can dual-wield M82A1 and fire ten rounds in a row...

But this kind of bruise is nothing to say. It is not a large-scale internal bleeding, and it is not serious, but there is no way to deal with it. You can only apply some ointment.

At this time, SCAR knelt down on the camp bed and applied ointment on M99's shoulder. However, M99 was not a calm master, either playing tricks or moving around. SCAR didn't think anything was wrong, and at most he just scolded him, but

Long Yue, who was opposite them, didn't think so. The sight of half-exposed shoulders made the first brother feel at a loss.

"Ahem...I'm going out for a walk." Long Yue jumped off the bed, opened the door curtain, and slipped out. SCAR and M99 looked at each other and shrugged at each other, looking like they didn't understand him.

Long Yue ran out of the tent and wandered around. Although these soldiers would definitely not think too highly of these PMCs, but no matter what, they were all comrades in arms, and the relationship would not become tense. At most, it was

He doesn’t say hello, but he doesn’t show any special expressions or walk around.

Although Long Yue can be regarded as a person who has made meritorious service, after all, everything was illegal, and the battle was fierce at that time, and few people remembered him. However, because his equipment looked more sophisticated than that of the regular army, it still caused a lot of confusion

Look sideways.

"Hey, mercenary friend, do you still remember me?" A black man wearing desert camouflage ran over. He was about 1.7 meters tall, with a fairly strong body. The corners of his mouth were cleft, revealing a set of white teeth.

"Uh...I'm sorry, who are you?" Long Yue was stunned for a moment. Although this was a bit rude, he really had no impression that he had ever seen such a black guy.

"Oh, you may have forgotten." The black man slapped his forehead and said as if he suddenly realized: "I was beside you when you fired the missile yesterday, and I was the machine gunner."

"Oh..." Long Yue nodded. To be honest, he still didn't remember it, but he vaguely seemed to remember that there was indeed a heavy machine gun in the nearby fortification.

"That shot of yours was so handsome! To be honest, I was a little desperate at the time. I couldn't defeat that iron guy with just the treasure in my hand." The black guy said excitedly.

If it is an old tank or a light tank, the .50BMG bullet can still cause a certain amount of damage, but if it is replaced by the heavy tank we encountered last time, the .50BMG bullet's all-round penetration will have no effect, and it is basically a

Not wearing it. At this time, only anti-tank rockets or anti-tank missiles can have a certain impact.

Long Yue smiled: "It's nothing, I'm lucky, I got caught."

"Brother, you are lucky. It's the right time." The black man gave a thumbs up, showing eight white teeth: "This time we blew up two and a half tanks on the opposite side. The rebels probably won't be able to overturn them for a while.

It’s making waves.”

That half of the tank was because the heavy machine gun and rocket launcher blew up all the periscopes and parallel machine guns on it, and the barrel of the tank was amputated. To be honest, half of the tank was lifted, and it was at most a mobile iron coffin.

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Chapter completed!