"The ammunition of the pistol is intact, and there is still one magazine left in the rifle..."
"I have less than three..."
"I have two left..."
"I also have four quick-change magazines..."
The last person to speak was Bayev. When he came, he brought a total of eight quick-change magazines. When taken apart, there were 16 40-round magazines. However, the consumption of the machine gun was too great. It was consumed in just one encounter.
Nearly half.
Everyone's ammunition consumption is very high, and Owen himself is also the same. He only has the last magazine left, and it is not full. It seems that the most important thing at the moment is to quickly find a place to replenish ammunition.
When conducting infiltration operations deep behind enemy lines, supply has always been a part that cannot be ignored. When they originally selected these weapons, they took this into special consideration. The rpk used 7.62 mm intermediate bombs, and the ak12 also chose the 7.62 mm version. The purpose was
For the convenience of supply, most of the enemies here use AK47 with a caliber of 7.62 mm. As an AK gun family, most of the weapon parts are universal and can continue to be used even if they are damaged and disassembled.
Fred was treating everyone's wounds. Almost everyone in Omega was injured, but they were all minor injuries. Fred gave everyone a simple bandage before starting to treat Herman's wounds.
At the scene, Herman was the most seriously injured, but there was nothing we could do, he was not one of our own.
"Thank you... thank you..."
Herman was still a little shocked, but his tone was very sincere. At that moment, he thought he was going to die.
"Herman, are there any small groups of troops nearby? We need to replenish ammunition..."
Owen just nodded in response to Herman's thanks.
Herman lowered his head and thought for a moment, then replied: "Recently, the Serbs have changed their arrangements in order to find pilots, but if your purpose is to replenish ammunition, I know a supply point for our guerrillas and can take you there...
…”
Owen exchanged glances with his team members and agreed readily. Although the encounter just now was sudden, it at least showed one thing. The other party had not captured the pilot yet, which was good news for them.
As for why the Serbs appeared there, it is not difficult to guess. The pilot probably also guessed this, so he turned off the intercom and Owen was unable to contact him.
After a short rest, the group continued to move. Owen took out the signal transmitter from time to time along the way. This time they brought the latest signal identification device of the US military. The pilot carried a signal transmitter, but the power was limited. As long as the pilot was identifying
The device will capture it within 200 meters of the device, but at this time, the identifier is blank. Obviously, the pilot is not nearby.
Owen hung the identifier back on his belt, and Herman stood on a hillside to identify the direction, and led everyone towards a hillside.
In a valley, when passing by a depression, Herman signaled everyone to stop, and then pointed to the plain ground in front of him and said: "There is a minefield ahead. Everyone, be careful and follow my pace. Those places with grass rings
That’s where the mines are…”
Omega's people moved closer and looked at the ground carefully. Sure enough, on the overgrown ground, there were small circles made of grass at the tips of some grasses. It was impossible to tell without looking carefully.
In normal times, the guerrillas simply cannot compete with the regular armed forces of war criminals. Whether it is the quality of their soldiers or their weapons and equipment, they are at a disadvantage. The reason why they can persist is because of these small tricks that are difficult to prevent.
"Wait a moment……"
Just as Herman was about to set off, Owen stopped him, then took out a dagger and cut the rope in his hand. Herman glanced at Owen, but neither expressed his gratitude, nor did Owen say anything.
Herman shook his hands and broke away the remaining rope, and began to pass through the minefield. He moved very slowly, and he had to carefully identify each step for a long time. Behind him were a group of Omega people, who were all cautious, and stepped on the one in front of him every step.
Within your footprints, only those places that have been verified are safe.
The process of crossing the minefield was the most dangerous process. If someone attacked them at this time, the consequences would be serious. But fortunately, the whole process went smoothly, and there were not one or two enemies to shoot at them.
After passing through the minefield, Herman led them for a while. There was a forest that was not too dense halfway up the hillside. Heman led them to the thickest tree.
"The ammunition is buried under the tree. There won't be much, but it should be enough for you..."
After hearing this, everyone began to use various tools to dig at the location pointed out by Herman. The ammunition was not buried deep. Soon, the shovel hit a hard object that looked like a box.
Everyone worked together to dig out three ammunition boxes. The ammunition boxes were tightly wrapped in oilcloth. Owen and others opened the ammunition boxes and found that the bullets were well protected.
Guerrilla groups usually consist of more than a dozen people, so the supplies at the supply point are enough to replenish their six-person team.
Among the three boxes of ammunition, one box contained loose bullets, and the other two boxes contained pressed AK magazines, firearms, mines, etc. It was undoubtedly a happy thing to have sufficient ammunition to replenish it, and everyone was in a good mood.
The process of replenishing ammunition will be a bit troublesome. Even though they are all 7.62mm bullets, the curvature of the magazine will be different depending on the model of the gun. Although it can be barely used sometimes, it may jam. For safety reasons, everyone agrees.
Prioritize using original magazines.
After finishing shooting, those empty magazines would not be thrown away on the spot, but would be carried with them, just for this time. They first filled the magazines with the loose bullets, and if they were not enough, they would then remove the AK magazines.
The bullet comes out.
"Uh... I don't know who you are, but I think we should cooperate... The pilot you want to rescue is being chased by Bourbon soldiers, and our purpose all along is to overthrow Bourbon. You see, we
The purpose is the same..."
Owen was loading bullets into the magazine one by one. The guide next to him cleared his throat and said. Several people in Omega were indifferent, only Owen looked at him.
"Of course, how do you want to cooperate?"
Owen nodded. This kind of mission behind enemy lines would be a nightmare without the assistance of local forces, but Owen must figure out how they plan to cooperate. He doesn't want pig teammates.
"Um……"
Herman thought about the wording, and then said in what he thought was the most convincing tone: "Look, you are very strong. You just killed at least dozens of people, but you are not familiar with the local environment. I can help you with this."
.I grew up here, and I am familiar with every plant and tree here. I can also ask our guerrillas and local villagers to help you find the whereabouts of the pilot..."
Owen didn't know whether it was possible or not, but he was still pressing the bullet slowly in his hand. Herman knew his own value very well. What he said was exactly what Omega urgently needed. It was difficult to save people, but even harder to find them.