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Chapter 427

Of course, compared to some pretty hairy girl, Hu Biao still knew that the real thing was serious.

More importantly, the last experience between the black Chinese medicine doctor and the little nurse has taught all the men in the team that it is best not to have any real feelings with women in this kind of mission world.

Because you can't take away what they have, and the more you use your emotions, the deeper you use them, and you will be the one who gets hurt.

At the same time, he also considered whether his team members would be affected by the players' mentality in such a mission world that is not their own country.

Specifically, because the natives around them are not compatriots, these guys will let themselves go.

Regarding such a question, Hu Biao could come to a conclusion without much thought: it would definitely happen. There are quite a few people in the entire Zhongzhou team who would do this.

As for who they are, I won’t name them for now.

Anyway, Hu Biao’s bottom line for these people is that no matter what kind of surfing or playing, there are two points, which can be regarded as the bottom line:

First, prioritize tasks and not affect the bottom line.

Second, no matter what, we still have to maintain the basic bottom line of being a human being, conscience and morality.

Therefore, Hu Biao will not stop his old SPs from using socks, cigarettes and other things to have a short-lived love affair with a group of hairy girls.

However, force will never work.

In addition, Hu Biao can no longer remember where he saw a movie. It is said that on the current battlefield of Europa, two cigarettes can be used to have a brief relationship.

If you are given a pack of cigarettes, it is at least a three-day market.

I don’t know if the screenwriter came up with the above plots in his head, and whether they are reliable or not, but he plans to verify them anyway.

For this reason, Hu Biao comforted those hairy girls with a few words.

He expressed with confidence that as long as he, Hu Biao, and a group of brave soldiers from the 3rd Battalion, 8th Company and 2nd Platoon were here, the girls would be fine.

On the pretext that it was said that the wounded outside needed the help of these beautiful ladies to take care of them, they were allowed to go out first.

Then, I looked at these female soldiers wearing Maozi's skirts called Bragi skirts and boots.

Those twisting and graceful figures disappeared behind the basement entrance.

Hu Biao faced the air and whispered: "System, please distribute all the supplies we carry with us."

Under Hu Biao's statement, the familiar twisting began to appear on one side of the basement space.

Then very quickly, a dazzling pile of things appeared in front of Hu Biao's eyes. Put together, they really had a lot of weight.

All members of the team prepared it for such a mission, and the total weight exceeds 10 tons.

Among them, various large backpacks, iron wine barrels, various weapons, etc., naturally needless to say.

Something worth mentioning is that there is a brand new set of paragliding accessories, and there is also 50 liters of gasoline that Mad Dog deliberately brought here.

Because they are all accessories, some parts even require a little processing before they can be installed.

The specific reason is that the modern paraglider, a flying tool, was not officially invented until the 1960s.

Only in this relatively tactful way can we bring them over for assembly.

The purpose of bringing such a thing here is that it is a tool for the team to conduct airborne reconnaissance and combat in emergencies.

Although in such a battlefield where all kinds of fighter planes, bombers, and attack planes are flying all over the sky, once this thing is in the sky, it will be dead if it encounters an enemy plane.

But no matter what, it is just a means for the team to get into the air.

In short, Hu Biao can understand and know the specific functions of almost all types of materials distributed by the system.

But in the middle of these supplies, there is a large pot of steaming fried noodles. What's the matter with that?

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After about 25 minutes, we were at the gate of the Children's Palace and continued about 60 to 70 meters ahead.

With a look of ecstasy on his face, Hu Biao kept jumping up and down on that No. 4 tank, not caring that there were all kinds of disgusting flesh and blood everywhere on it.

The main reason is that after his inspection, the car's condition is still very good.

It can be found that the biggest damage to this thing is a movable pin on the track, which was broken by the explosion by Yang Dongli and others just now.

In addition, the criminal stuffed a grenade behind the barrel of the gun, and the explosion that occurred did not seem to cause any substantial damage to the thick barrel.

Sure enough, the quality of German machinery and equipment these days is quite reliable.

This is because as long as you find a movable pin from the tank, it is considered a regular accessory; no one else needs to take action, and even Hu Biao's level can connect the crawler belt.

It’s just that the process and time will be a little longer.

But in this way, the Central Continent team can have a tank of their own to use; this thing can be used as a trump card when deployed at a critical moment.

What was even more surprising was that Hu Biao discovered that there was still more than half a tank of gasoline in the tank of the No. 4 tank; and after taking inventory, he found that there were still 52 rounds of artillery shells.

There were 37 grenades, 12 armor-piercing rounds, and 3 smoke grenades.

In addition, about 1,200 rounds of MG34 machine gun bullets were added.

With such an amount of fuel and ammunition, it was completely enough for Hu Biao and the others to fight such a large-scale battle.

As for the tank operators, the Zhongzhou Team was able to assemble a crew without any pressure.

The only thing you need to pay attention to is that before starting it, it is best to change the painting of this thing. Paint it in a Maozi style, with a five-pointed star or something in the obvious position.

The main reason is that this is the only way to prevent our own IL-2 attack aircraft and these anti-tank forces from misunderstanding.

If they were really knocked out by their own anti-tank firepower, Hu Biao and the others would probably cry on the spot; but this kind of thing is also simple, it is nothing more than Hu Biao exchanging some paint from the system mall.

In order to get one more tank, Hu Biao didn't mind spending a few system points...

Just when Hu Biao was about to call a few people to connect the chain of this thing.

The translator who was involved in cleaning the battlefield had already walked over to him; while handing over a piece of cigarette pack paper, he also introduced some relevant information.

It can be regarded as a temporary concurrent use of the adjutant functions of the former swordsman brother:

"Lao Hu, the team's casualty data has come out. Lao Pao is the most seriously injured. Not only was his right leg blown off, but he also lost two fingers on his right hand. He also had countless shrapnel stuck in his body. Lao An is now

I'm still doing surgery on him.

However, Lao An also said that Lao Pao Ren is destined to die, but in this mission, don't think that he can still fight.

In addition, Qingtian, Zhuye, Mad Dog, and Feng, these four people need to rest for a long time due to gunshot wounds and bayonet wounds. They will not be able to regain their basic combat effectiveness for at least 20 days.

The remaining members of the team are all with minor injuries who cannot die or become disabled, but can still continue to fight."

After reporting such a glorious achievement, even the translator couldn't help but sigh:

"Lao Hu, I said our team is good now, and it is getting better and better; in every team battle, we can actually achieve such a casualty ratio."

"That's right, even if you don't look at how many times these guys have died and been injured, each one of them is better than a monkey in fighting."

After hearing this, Hu Biao pointed out the key point.

Then, I looked at the scrawled statistics on my hand and found that there was only one surviving person on it. It didn't matter how many people Mao Zi and the German soldiers had died in the battle.

This statistical method is normal. Hu Biao and the others are not sure how many people there were on both sides of the battle.

In terms of specific statistics, the situation on Maozi’s side is as follows:

A total of 512 people were not injured, 93 were slightly injured, and 87 were seriously injured, for a total of 692 people.

Among these people, after counting the seriously injured, the number of surviving officers no longer exceeded 15; to Hu Biao's surprise, not only was their 3rd Battalion's captain, Captain Chekov, not dead, but he was shot in the shoulder.

Just one shot.

Lieutenant Colonel Markov, the official member of the regiment, was treated by a black doctor and was said to be destined to die.

But this is also a good thing. It’s easier to get things done if you have more people.

As for the German soldiers, there are now a total of 76 prisoners who have survived; as for the unknown team, the specific survival still needs to be boarded for a while.

But it seems to be faster, according to the translator.

Among the three prisoners Yang Dongli took, the other two were clearly prisoners of the official team members. Without saying a word, he cleaned them up. The process could only be described as cruel.

It has been going on for a while, and the other member, who looked like a rookie at first glance, is now as pale as a blank sheet of paper.

I thought that if I asked him something later, he would be able to explain it very simply.

After explaining the above things clearly, the translator seemed to have remembered something and took out something very familiar to Hu Biao from his pocket and handed it over.


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