The troops assembled as quickly as possible, weapons, equipment, and supplies were quickly put in place. The soldiers who received the weapons and equipment lined up neatly, and the atmosphere was tense and solemn.
As soon as a company completed preparations for departure, the on-site commander immediately put it on a personnel carrier and drove out of the playground to standby.
There were no passionate pre-war mobilizations, nor were there crowds of people marching off to see each other off. There were only silent soldiers who were about to go to the battlefield.
Ye Han had just memorized the names of the several platoon leaders assigned to him. Before he could figure out the relationship between the names and their faces, a military vehicle suddenly stopped nearby. A colonel officer got out of the vehicle and shouted at the troops: "
Who is Ye Han?"
Although the soldiers on the playground didn't speak much, they were filled with the sound of officers' commands, the footsteps of the queue, and the sound of vehicle engines. The colonel's voice was directly drowned by the noise.
The accompanying orderly immediately stood up and ran to the officer closest to him: "Report, is this Ye Han?"
The officer shook his head, and the orderly immediately went to find the next target.
When they found the third officer, they finally met Ye Han's men. The reserve platoon leader raised his arm and pointed. The orderly finally found the real leader and ran over to salute: "Company Commander Ye, the leader is looking for you."
Ye Han was very surprised. He immediately followed the orderly to the colonel and saluted: "Chief, are you looking for me?"
"Are you Ye Han?" The colonel looked Ye Han up and down, "Hand over the work immediately and follow me."
"Yes!" Ye Han agreed, then showed a troubled look, "Chief, I just took over the army, and I don't even know who I should hand over to."
"Oh?" The colonel was a little surprised, but immediately said, "Then you come with me now, and I will arrange for someone else to take over the army."
"Chief, am I the only one?" Ye Han asked.
"It's just you," the colonel said.
"I still have four soldiers." Ye Han said.
The colonel pondered for a moment: "Take it with you."
"Yes!" Ye Han agreed and ran away. A few minutes later, he gathered several soldiers who came with him and drove the SUV to the colonel's side.
"The car is nice." The colonel commented lightly, turned around and got into his car.
"Follow me!" Ye Han patted Cihai and told him.
The two cars drove out of the old camp one after another and drove straight into the city of Fuyun. Ye Han felt that the route was somewhat familiar, but he was not very familiar with the streets of Fuyun in the first place. After many days, he had already memorized them.
I wonder where this trail leads.
The colonel's car drove directly into the city center and turned into a large park. Ye Han looked at the vaguely familiar scenery in the park and suddenly remembered that this was the Fuyun City Center Park where a fire was lit not long ago and a large number of giant cockroaches were killed.
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At this time, old scorch marks still remained in the Central Park. In the open space in the middle of the park, a large military green helicopter was parked.
Two cars parked near the helicopter, and the colonel pointed at the helicopter: "Get on board!" After saying that, he glanced at Ye Han's off-road vehicle covertly, wondering how to use this off-road vehicle.
Although this kind of bulletproof off-road vehicle is not a true armored vehicle, it also has good protection capabilities and is much safer than the ordinary military vehicles issued above.
It happens that the troops are about to go to the battlefield, so it is a good choice to recruit a few people to build a mobile headquarters.
The colonel had already begun to figure out how to use the off-road vehicle, but Ye Han did not act according to his script. The off-road vehicle drove near the aircraft, and Ye Han directly talked to the pilot: "Brother, do you have the sling?"
The pilot responded: "Bring it."
Ye Han turned around and said hello, and several soldiers in the car immediately jumped out and hung the slings from the plane to the hooks of the car body. After carefully fixing them, the five people got into the plane one after another.
The helicopter started its engine and slowly lifted off the ground, the sling was tightened, and the off-road vehicle under the fuselage left the ground as the aircraft rose.
The colonel couldn't help but be shocked. Why did he lift the car away together?
He couldn't help but curse angrily, these people were too stingy, weren't they just a car?
After the helicopter took off, it quickly raised its altitude and then turned around and flew south. Ye Han on board was wearing huge headphones, holding a gun and sitting on a chair with his eyes closed to meditate.
Suddenly calling him back and putting him on the helicopter, it was probably the message sent to the headquarters that had an effect. Although it is not yet known what tasks were arranged by the above, for Ye Han, no matter how urgent, difficult and dangerous the task is, it is better than commanding a group of people.
It is much better to charge the enemy with infantry.
Special Forces are human beings too. They stand up like they are being shot. Leading troops to charge on the battlefield with bullets flying below is definitely a nightmare for Special Forces.
The helicopter flew all the way south, and the Fuhu Line was always within the pilot's sight. About ten minutes later, Xiao Yuan suddenly saw a convoy on the highway. He immediately pushed Ye Han: "Company Commander, there is someone below!"
Ye Han looked over and said, "One of our own."
Xiao Yuan was startled: "Isn't it right? Can you see clearly from such a distance?"
Ye Han smiled slightly, pointed at his eyes and said, "I'm not bragging, my eyesight is standard for pilots."
"So powerful?" Xiao Yuan wanted to say something else, but suddenly he heard a strong whistling sound.
The noise of helicopters is much higher than that of fixed-wing aircraft. The decibel level of the noise is very high whether inside or outside the aircraft. If you don't wear headphones, you can only talk by shouting into your ears.
The whistling sound can still penetrate everyone's ears under such circumstances, which shows the intensity of the sound source.
Everyone immediately moved to the porthole to look out curiously. Zhuo Haoran on the right shouted loudly: "Plane, our plane!"
Everyone rushed to the right side window, but only saw a few white trails left in the sky.
Ye Han did not rush to the right like others, but kept looking at the ground. The plane passed over the convoy on the ground. In the field not far ahead, another group of armored vehicles scattered forward appeared, numbering at least dozens.
tower.
Looking further into the distance, flames were rising in the late autumn fields, thick black smoke was drifting in the wind, and extremely conspicuous craters were scattered irregularly on the ground. Near the craters, hundreds of naked corpses were either lying down or lying on their backs.
, more bodies were torn apart, dead bodies, blood and burning flames everywhere.
The battlefields in the minds of most Chinese people are scenes staged by actors in movies and TV shows. However, in addition to dead bodies, there are countless torn human bodies, large areas of blood and scattered internal organs on the real battlefield.
If a complete corpse is killed by a bullet, there is still a possibility of leaving behind clothes. If it is killed by a shell, the shock wave of the explosion can easily tear the clothes of the victim to pieces, so corpses with no trace of clothing can often be seen on the battlefield.
It's not like in movies and TV shows, no matter how tragic the death, there is no shortage of clothes.
