In war, there is no reward for second place. - General Omar Bradley (graduated from West Point Military Academy in 1915. He first served as the principal of the Infantry School at Fort Benning (Ft. Benning), Georgia. Later he served as a staff officer of the U.S. Department of Defense
Chairman of the Long-term Joint Meeting.)
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After the previous battle and meeting the current enemy, the two of them had almost no other emotions now. It was just decades of cold war and potential education, which could not be erased so easily.
Even after the Cold War in the previous life, Russia was the number one fear of Americans.
The Russian Federation, which has inherited most of the legacy of the Soviet Union, coupled with Siberia's rich minerals and resources, will naturally become a superpower again if left alone for a few years.
But the attitude of the two of them now is an excellent start.
Edward took a small bottle of vodka and took a sip. A stream of heat flowed down his throat to his stomach, and finally warmed his whole body.
"It should be done!" Levsky sniffed the barbecue in front of him and stabbed it with a table knife. As the sharp blade cut open the crispy skin, a stream of fat immediately flowed out from inside, accompanied by the temptation.
The fragrance of human beings drips into the hearts of the three of them.
A pig's hind legs can be said to be very large, more than enough to satisfy the stomachs of three field armies.
In the hands of Levski and Kratos, it was broken down into a pile of meat pieces in a short time and placed on a large iron plate aside, exuding a slight heat, and Edward sprinkled it with pepper, chili powder and other seasonings.
"I really doubt this was a picnic, not a guerrilla war!"
Levsky looked at the warm fire in front of him, poured the vodka in his hand on the wood and threw it in. The flames were stung by the strong alcohol and suddenly became a little bigger: "And those weird robots made me even more excited.
A little surprised."
Although Russia has drones, unmanned tanks and other mechanical weapons, facing today's war machines, which are structured like human bodies and can use rifles, really made him break out in a cold sweat.
If a group of such fierce and fearless things come over, how can they resist it? Levsky has a deep understanding of this tactic! Because the former Soviet Red Army directly crushed even the powerful fascist Germany!
"Didn't all these things fall to the ground in the end?!"
Kratos smiled nonchalantly, leaned against the big tree behind him, carefully chewed the barbecue on the fork in his hand, and said disdainfully: "The human sea tactic no longer works!"
In Kratos' view, this group of so-called NS-5 anthropomorphic robots, even compared to the moving targets in the military camp, are just one more function that can use rifles to fight back, and their other combat capabilities are not much better.
Where to go!
Looking at Levsky, Kratos shook his head and shrugged: "I didn't reflect what you meant, Russian. Now that automatic rifles are fully installed, the large infantry doctrine has long lost its effectiveness!"
"Of course, I understand."
Levsky nodded understandingly. In the early days of the Soviet regime, when there were not many artillery and tanks, this large infantry doctrine of human sea tactics was used for offense and defense, especially in the face of heavy machine guns and other fierce firepower.
At that time, it was simply helpless.
And it is precisely because of this that the Soviet Union gritted its teeth and entered the era of artillery doctrine directly from the doctrine of large infantry!
He took a bite of the barbecue and took a big sip of vodka. A slight blush spread on Levsky's face, causing him to burp hard: "However, even with these people, I think if there are enough artillery,
If so, it would be really vulnerable!"
"Artillery Doctrine?"
Edward also took a sip of vodka and ate the spicy and delicious barbecue. He pondered for a while, then raised his head and said with a smile: "It is indeed a good way to collect points."
Edward could even imagine that countless artillery pieces were lined up in a row a few kilometers away, and with the roar of the calibrated fire, they finally fired collectively. I am afraid that even if they lose a huge armored group, they will probably be reduced to ashes in the roar of the artillery shells.
Fireworks add a little sparkle to the world!
"Of course, I think the artillery is very powerful even now!"
Kratos nodded in agreement. Even in the United States, which attaches great importance to the air force, when the army lost its headquarters, all command rights were transferred to the artillery. This shows that the importance of artillery is definitely not lower than that of the air force!
Looking at the starry night sky, Edward sighed with contentment, exhaled a breath of wine-smelling breath, and with a touch of joy, recalled the wonderful ambush battle during the day, and smiled: "Kratos and Lev
Ski cooperates very well, it can be said that it is very good!”
"Of course! I think I seem to have come into contact with a new level!" Levsky stretched out his broad hand, clenched his fist tightly and looked at the two of them, with a smile on his honest face: "This battle is in the military camp.
You will never learn anything from simulation training!”
Kratos also nodded in agreement: "Yes, I agree too!"
From within the system space, Edward knew that these new recruits would be upgraded by leaps and bounds with the intensity and time of the battle. Unexpectedly, the two of them already had this feeling after just a small-scale ambush battle.
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"In comparison, if you do it a few more times, you will become a real soldier, right?"
Edward touched the stubble on his chin and looked at the two of them eating barbecue. He felt a little emotional in his heart. A mere recruit was so powerful that he was no less powerful than an ordinary S.H.I.E.L.D. Army. If he became a real soldier, then
How powerful will it be?!
Only those who have experienced war and fire are truly qualified soldiers!
"Who's there!"
While they were laughing and talking, Levsky's ears twitched slightly, and his burly body suddenly stood up. He held the Makarov in his hand towards the bushes not far away, stood in front of Edward and roared loudly: "Come out, otherwise the three of us will be killed."
We will attack as enemies in a few seconds!"
"I swear he's going to shoot!"
Kratos also stood up immediately, but instead of reaching for the RPD light machine gun, he took out the M9 pistol from the holster and held it in his hand, pointed at the slightly swaying bush, looked around, squinted and said: "
Please don’t hesitate!”
The RPD light machine gun next to him has already deactivated the safety. Moreover, picking up the RPD light machine gun at such a close distance, then setting the safety and aiming will definitely not be completed within seven or eight seconds, and these seven or eight seconds are enough for him to die seven or eight times.
Second-rate!
You must know that the M9 pistol is more effective in this kind of short-range firefight!
"God! Please don't shoot!"
Just when Edward also stood up and picked up the M4-A1 in his hand, a trilling voice came out. As the bushes shook, a dozen figures gradually came out of the darkness, and said in surprise: "Sir
, it is really God’s arrangement to see you here!”
"It's us! Sir! You saw us during the day!"
The leader took a few steps quickly and raised his hands to a place where the flames could illuminate. He pushed his hair away from his forehead and tried to make his clothes neater: "We are not those damn robots.
, remember? We were the prisoners who were rescued by you during the day!"
Edward was slightly startled. He still had some impression of this person. He aimed the M4-A1 downwards in his hand, took a deep breath and said, "Didn't you go to the other side? How did you end up here?"
The man took a few more steps forward, glanced at the slightly hot barbecue with salivating eyes, bit his lip but still let himself look at Edward, swallowed and said softly: "Sir, we found that there
There are three temporary charging camps blocking the way."
"Yes, we don't have any weapons now!"
After a pause, a similarly ragged companion came behind him, holding a rough wooden stick in his hand. He looked straight at the plate of barbecue, swallowed hard, and kept saying: "We
We found that they have imposed martial law and we are completely unable to break through..."
"So you came here?" Before he could finish speaking, Edward took over and said.
Although he was still asking, Edward still put down the M4-A1 in his hand, stretched out his hand to ask Kratos and Levsky to put down their weapons, sighed softly and said: "We are all fellow human beings, let your people come over.
I have plenty of food here!”
"God, thank you so much!"
The man at the front took two steps forward with gratitude on his face. He looked at the scorching roast meat and swallowed the saliva that was quickly secreted. However, he did not go over immediately. Instead, he turned around and greeted the person behind him.
People: "Brothers, be safe!"
"Thank you! Thank you so much!"
“Really, thank you very much!”
"May God bless you!"
The group of people watching quietly from the bushes cheered when they heard the first person's greeting. They quickly emerged from the bushes and came to Edward. They couldn't stop thanking Edward and waited for Levs.
Kee and Kratos divide the roast.
"Eat quickly!" Kratos picked up the dagger, separated the pieces of barbecue, and handed them to the group of desolate guerrillas: "Please don't worry, we have a lot!"
"Phew! We haven't eaten for almost two days..."
This group of guerrillas devoured the barbecue. The person who was obviously the leader struggled to swallow a mouthful of barbecue, wiped the grease on his mouth with his torn sleeve, and tried to make himself look a little better: "No weapons, no weapons.
If we dare to make any big moves, we can't compete with those robots."
As he spoke, he opened his hands and showed a wry smile: "My troops and I were defeated by those robots while we were still sleeping..." He looked at the group of people behind him and shook his head: "I
I don’t even know how to defeat.”
"If it weren't for you, I'm afraid we would have been lying in the processors of those robots to meet God!" He looked at Edward with gratitude: "Sir, can I know your name?"
"You can call me... Edward." Edward smiled, bowed his hands and said, "We are all fellow human beings, it doesn't matter."
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PS: Ahem, my base, my dream is about to come true~ What a great base for me behind enemy lines! Today’s fourth update, do you dare to vote?! By the way, the cute “Cat without a Name” is another recommendation vote~ Gaga~
Kiss~
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