This mission was summoned by the system, and there were a total of eight rookies.
In addition to the above five unlucky guys, who appeared in front of Hu Biao in various reasonable and unreasonable ways, in fact, the process of summoning the remaining three people was not much better.
As for the specific situation that happened when they were summoned, for the sake of a poor author, so as not to be criticized crazily for being a parallel import, let us briefly touch on it.
Location: Northeast region.
Sun Jialong, whose mouth was filled with the smell of alcohol even after yawning, raised the thermal insulation curtain of a barbecue restaurant and was about to walk out.
Suddenly, a gust of cold wind mixed with snowflakes rushed towards his face, blowing firmly on his body.
The head of a company suddenly woke up immediately after his head was dizzy after drinking a lot of alcohol.
It was precisely because of this that he rejected the suggestion of several friends he drank with, one of whom enthusiastically sent him back; instead, he said that it was not far from where he lived anyway, so he could just walk back by himself.
Then, as he walked, he discovered to his horror that he had reached the Normandy battlefield in 1944.
When he was in a deserted alley, he watched his entire body gradually disappear; in a temperature of more than 20 degrees below zero, cold sweat suddenly broke out on his forehead.
My head, which was still a little dizzy at first, suddenly woke up...
Location: Hengyang, a city where Hu Biao and others left many beautiful and painful memories.
Huang Gang, a 37-year-old oily middle-aged man, had just finished watching a new episode of an island country anime. He glanced at the time and knew it was time for a middle-aged worker like him to go to bed.
It was already quite cold in Hunan Province today, so he was wearing thick cotton pajamas and fluffy slippers, just ready to go for some convenience.
In order to avoid having to get up in the middle of the night to drink water due to physical reasons that men often have at this age.
As a result, he walked into the living room with his mobile phone in one hand. Because he forgot to close the window in the living room, a cold wind blew on him, immediately making him feel an increasingly intense chill.
As he closed the window, he muttered:
"I don't know what's going on. My left eyelid and right eyelid are twitching a lot today. Maybe something strange is going to happen."
"Hey! Your intuition is quite accurate. You have hit the jackpot." An extremely abrupt voice sounded in Huang Gang's head.
Before he could react at all, he was forcibly taken away by the system...
Location: Ji Province, the land of Yan and Zhao, in a city like Baoding.
Duan Qi, a 28-year-old employee of a state-owned enterprise, brought a large pot of braised chicken legs to his dining table with a huge sense of accomplishment in his heart.
Although from a health perspective, at 11 o'clock in the evening, at least don't eat braised chicken drumsticks, which are too greasy food.
The problem is, Duan Xingxu, who has just lost his love, can only use delicious food to heal the pain in his heart.
Not to mention! He bought this pot of braised chicken legs in the supermarket himself and followed the relevant tutorials on the Internet to perfectly replicate the braised chicken legs. It can be said to be very successful in terms of presentation.
Just by looking at it, the beautiful color and the alluring fragrance that poured into his nose could make him forget about that woman.
Damn it! With this big pot of chicken legs in hand, he doesn't need any women at all.
It's a pity that I just put a big chicken drumstick into my mouth and held it in my mouth. The tip of my tongue didn't even taste the delicious taste of the soup on it.
In 1944, Normandy, or Omaha Beach to be precise, was already welcoming his arrival...
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As the saying goes, even a pig standing in the wind can fly successfully.
Hu Biao, a commander who is often described as a deadbeat by everyone in the Zhongzhou team, actually experienced so many battles.
Although it cannot be said that it has successfully flown straight into the sky, it flew up to 100 meters like a paramotor, but it is not bragging at all.
Therefore, in the following period, Hu Biao performed quite qualified.
Although the rookies this time looked a bit outrageous, they were old, young, fat and skinny. Some were lame on one leg, and some had a large, delicious-looking chicken drumstick in their mouths.
Under all the above outrageous scenes, Hu Biao still maintained a very calm attitude.
Taking into account the order from Lieutenant Dyke of D Company that he must lead the team to assemble within ten minutes, almost two minutes have passed now.
Suddenly, he had no intention of playing tricks with these rookies, but took the time to take action.
First, he pointed to a pile of wooden boxes that should be Spam lunch cans not far away, and arranged them for the official members of the team:
"Everyone didn't bring any food when they came this time, did they? Quickly open the box and bring a few cans of lunch meat with each person.
We are about to board the landing craft, and our next goal is Omaha Beach; although Spam is not delicious, it can always be enjoyed for a while. "
After saying that, without waiting for the disgusted expressions on their faces, Lao Yang and others started to work on prying open the wooden box.
Afterwards, Hu Biao walked straight to the rookies who were summoned in a strange way and now had confused expressions on their faces.
Then, they did something in public that was no less bizarre and mysterious than their magical appearance here.
As if performing a magic show, Hu Biao released a bunch of things from the space ring with an easy wave of his right hand, dazzling the rookies with fireworks.
These include an M1 helmet with a camouflage net, a khaki military uniform with small lapels, M43 high-waisted combat boots with leather leggings, and other accessories.
As well as a total of 8 Garand semi-automatic rifles, a small number of steel magazines, and spare bullets.
After throwing out a lot of things in one breath, Hu Biao opened the door and started talking:
"Everyone, we don't have much time to delay now. I believe that based on your experience of magically appearing here, you basically know that this is not a prank.
To put it bluntly, even if someone wants to play a prank, there is no way to do it to such an extent.
To put it simply, this is a system task that you can go back to after completing the task, and then become popular, otherwise you will die.
Because time is urgent, if you have any doubts, please keep them in your mind first, and then use your own eyes to see them and confirm them bit by bit. If I have time later, I can explain it to you in more detail.
But if you are not careful in this kind of system task, someone will die.
Therefore, the most important thing for you now is to change these clothes immediately, bring your equipment, gather with me, and board the landing craft.
In the process of action, remember to follow our footsteps.
During this period, no matter what the soldiers asked you or what they asked you to do? Hold it back, don’t say anything, don’t do it, let us who have experienced many missions answer and deal with it.”
As Hu Biao said, the process of the mysterious appearance of a group of rookies is full of too many unexplainable things, which explains some problems.
In addition, Hu Biao just appeared like a magician, so many things appeared out of thin air at once.
The most important thing is that although these 8 rookies this time look different, fortunately, none of them are brainless, and they all know a little bit about math.
Therefore, according to Hu Biao's statement.
Although the faces of these people still had a slightly confused expression, they still cooperated with Hu Biao's instructions and put on their clothes at a relatively reliable speed.
He carried the antique weapon, which weighed 4.37 kilograms, on his shoulders.
In this process, Hu Biao even discovered that there were several rookies among them, including an old man in his 60s.
When I picked up the Garand semi-automatic rifle, I took a look at this representative weapon of the soldiers during World War II.
There were details such as whether there were bullets in the chamber and whether there were any obvious defects on the gun body. The movements were actually quite smooth.
Hu Biao immediately realized that these people should have rich experience in using weapons, and their combat qualities are actually quite good. We can focus on observing them later.
In the end, there were a total of 8 rookies, and the enthusiastic veterans stuffed two or three more into their pockets, and they were regarded as the famous Spam canned lunches.
Following Hu Biao and others who opened the warehouse door, they trotted towards the gathering place not far away.
Including the fat man who was lame on one leg, he managed to keep up with everyone by using the rifle in his hand as a crutch.
Even during such a process, one person could see the look of pain on the face of this unlucky buddy due to the rapid movement.
At the same time, during such a process, no matter it was the thick soldiers around or the mountains of supplies.
Still at the dock, the endless density of landing craft, as well as those majestic battleships and cruisers, shattered the last bit of fantasy in the hearts of these rookies.
After realizing that the outrageous contents introduced by Hu Biao were actually true.
All the rookies instinctively made the move of slinging the Garand semi-automatic rifle tightly on their shoulders.
It is estimated that they have vaguely realized that after reaching this point, everything else is unreliable; only the authentic and heavy antique weapon carried behind them is their next biggest weapon.
dependence.
Such a scene, after being seen by the veterans of the Zhongzhou Team, couldn't help but nodded slightly.
It’s a bit of admission: although this rookie looks a little worse, his mentality is pretty good; compared to combat skills, mentality is the most important thing.
Because the marksmanship is almost perfect, you can practice more, and you can slowly learn those aspects that you don't know about tactical movements.
A large number of personnel in the team, such as AT, Xu Feng, Zhui Feng, and Mad Dog, are also not from PLA backgrounds, and they are still very powerful in combat.
It's just that in the process of growing up, I died miserably once or twice.
But if their hearts are not strong enough, or they have serious resistance and do not obey and cooperate with the team's current actions, then they really have no good solution...
In fact, after Hu Biao led the Zhongzhou team up and down and successfully found the area where D Company gathered.
Although the other two platoons of D Company had already lined up neatly and were waiting at such a place, in fact, only a little over 8 minutes had passed.
It did not go beyond Lieutenant Dyke's words that the assembly should be completed within 10 minutes.
However, facing this scene where the 3rd platoon, composed entirely of Chinese Americans, appeared and joined on time, the soldiers in the 1st and 2nd platoons were so lazy that they didn't even look at their expressions.
The look of disgust in Lieutenant Decker's eyes was even more obvious.
Especially, when he saw the thick DIY bulletproof shields held by the bloodline warriors in the team, he yelled:
"F**K, what is that thing you are carrying in your hands? You cowardly cowards think that carrying this turtle shell-like thing will give you a greater chance of survival on the battlefield.
Go down?
Don't be too naive? Get rid of these annoying things quickly. It will only make you cowards die faster. Real men don't need these ridiculous things."
Amid Lieutenant Dyke's merciless scolding, other members of D Company and even the soldiers in surrounding positions burst into laughter.
The problem is that Hu Biao killed countless middle- and senior-level officers in his previous missions.
Would he still feel pressured by the curses from a mere lieutenant and company commander? Of course not, he didn't even notice any unnecessary tension.
Immediately, speaking with a standard San Francisco accent, Hu Biao responded:
"Dear Chief Mr. Dyke, based on the fine tradition of our soldiers, we have the right to freely decide what our secondary weapons are.
It’s like no one can ask you whether the pistol in the holster on your thigh is a Browning or a Colt; out of Eastern habits, it is blameless for us to carry some shields as secondary weapons."
"No, this will affect the overall combat effectiveness. I have the right to ask you to throw away these damn things."
Lieutenant Dyke obviously disagreed with Hu Biao's statement, and became even more angry.
Hu Biao shut up this guy with just one sentence:
"Okay! Why don't we make a bet? If these things play a big role later, if our 3rd Platoon wants to bring some equipment in the future, please leave it alone, Chief Decker.
If it's useless, how about we throw this thing away immediately, and immediately apply to transfer your D Company after this battle?"
"Deal." Lieutenant Dyke, who had long wanted to kick these Chinese people away and keep D Company uniform, quickly agreed in his mouth.
Faced with such a bet, the other soldiers showed great interest.
What's even more outrageous is that someone actually started betting on the spot, betting on whether the three rows, all composed of Chinese Americans, could put these turtle shell-like shields to good use.
The specific bet ratio is: if you bet on Lieutenant Deckard, you will win one escort, and if you bet on row 3, you will win one escort and three escorts.
What the heck! What makes people speechless is that among the sheets of green paper passed around, no one was optimistic about Hu Biao and the others regarding the specific betting situation.
Basically, it's all about pressure, and Lieutenant Decker will win.
But faced with such a scene where they were obviously being looked down upon, the rookies of Team Zhongzhou naturally didn't say anything, while the veterans had faces full of excitement.
The reason is very simple. For those who are accustomed to seeing certain online show-offs and slap-in-the-face plots, their performance stage has been set up and is just waiting for their performance.
Even, after thinking of something, these people made some operations one after another.
Indeed! Of course they didn't carry it with them. The American sword of about 44 years old can bet on it.
But one by one, they took out some gold jewelry from hidden places like their crotches, and passed them to several bookmakers as items for betting.
All the bets were made in row 3, and we won the bet this time.
Facing the few soldiers sitting in the village, when they received various gold rings, gold bracelets and necklaces, they looked at the eyes of the old birds as if they were taking advantage of them.
Lao Yang and other veterans looked at each other and reached a consensus:
In the subsequent battles, if possible, try to let these soldiers who are sitting in the village survive successfully.
Because when these guys lose money in the future, the small amount of money they bet is a small thing, but the expressions on their faces will definitely be very exciting.
In the end, the above small incident subsided for the time being, and everything had to wait until the result of the real battle.
Lieutenant Dyke waved an M1 carbine in his hand at D Company, which had all assembled, and shouted loudly:
"Now follow me, go to the dock immediately and start boarding the landing craft; I have already recorded the order of boarding. Among them, platoon 1 will follow me to the landing craft P87-B, platoon 2 will go to the landing craft P87-D, and platoon 3 will go to the landing craft P87-
Landing craft E.
Guys in the 3rd platoon, please pay attention. I will keep an eye on you personally, Dyke. Don’t even think about fighting and running away, otherwise don’t blame me for kicking your butts.”
Under such a threat, Xu Feng, Mad Dog and a few others just laughed like pigs.
Inexplicably, the nervousness in the hearts of the eight rookies was relieved a lot.
As for what to say, in the subsequent battle, whether or not to use the black gun of the Dyke central defender, such an idea has not occurred in the minds of Lao Niao and others at least for now.
If he is just a mean talker, then use actual results to shut him up.
From now on we will work together honestly and we will still be good comrades-in-arms; just like Comrade Chekov in the last mission, don't we all cooperate very happily?
But if you dare to have any evil intentions, then don’t blame the Zhongzhou team for being ruthless...