Chapter 111: Preparation
On the opposite side was about to encounter the main forces of the British army.
Therefore, even if Xiao Mubai gets some reinforcements, it will be a drop in the bucket and will not affect the overall situation.
But one more person, a little more strength, no matter how small the mosquito is, it is meat.
Since positional warfare is tantamount to death, then burrow into the mountains and hills to fight guerrilla warfare.
Seeing the enemy coming, just sitting back and waiting for death is not Xiao Mubai's style.
The sky was gray, there were no clouds, and the sun was not visible.
All this seems to indicate that a brutal war is about to begin.
In fact, the climate of the Falklands is usually cold, wet, cool and windy, and the weather is mostly rain and snow, and it is normal to not see the sun.
Staring at the front of him, Xiao Mubai let out a long breath.
The white heat rose, was blown away in the cold sea breeze, and then disappeared without a trace.
"Go back!"
Stepping on the heavy and sturdy military boots, Xiao Mubai turned around and stepped forward.
Silent, six soldiers followed behind him, quietly moving forward.
Everyone saw that Carlos was in a bad mood, his brows were furrowed, and he seemed to have something very troubled.
The naughty soldiers in the past did not make trouble, and walked quietly and orderly.
There was silence, only footsteps and panting.
Because of the low temperature, the soldiers had to walk more, so that they would feel warm and the heat dissipate more slowly.
"Whew!"
Xiao Mubai stopped and stopped, stopping from time to time to look around.
The terrain of the Falklands is mostly hilly, and the rivers are short and slow to flow.
The above-ground plants are low and dense, and the trees do not grow much, and most of them are grassland open areas.
Xiao Mubai stood on a rock, holding a telescope, staring at the high ground of the port, as well as at various places nearby.
There was a post in this place, and there was a squad of troops on it, which was responsible for keeping an eye on the direction of the port below.
The Platoon of the Afghan Army is composed of 44 soldiers, commanded by a captain or lieutenant, each platoon consists of three rifle squads and a support weapons squad, and an infantry squad can be subdivided into two groups, each of which is commanded by a corporal.
And Xiao Mubai's subordinates, this platoon belongs to a mixed and matched formation, which has exceeded the original platoon, with 50 soldiers.
Among these soldiers, there are ambulances, communication soldiers, cooks, priests, and the rest are infantrymen.
The port of San Carlos is in the northeast, and there is a river from southeast to northwest, and Xiao Mubai and they are defending in the northeast.
The high ground is only a few hundred meters away from the beachhead, and it is so bare everywhere that there is no hiding figure at all.
Yes, look at it again, the truth is depressing.
In this case, Xiao Mubai did not intend to face the enemy head-on at all.
In fact, Xiao Mubai's opponent was not the Marine Brigade, but the air service regiment at the forefront of the British Army, and they were carrying out special operations, and the target was Xiao Mubai.
In addition to reporting to the headquarters, Xiao Mubai also had to guard against sneak attacks, and gradually retreated, exchanging fire sporadically during the retreat.
In this way, it will not be said to be an escape.
The strategic direction of the Argentine army is wrong, although Xiao Mubai knows it, he can't put it forward directly.
Time is running out.
"Bring me the map!"
It was five o'clock in the afternoon, and night was about to fall.
Xiao Mubai took one last look around, then retracted his gaze and asked the soldiers behind him for a map.
Unfolding the map, Xiao Mubai stared at it.
There is a road in Port San Carlos, which travels about a hundred kilometers and from here you can reach Port Stanley.
The road is a key defensive road for the Afghan army, and in the middle of the road is the Gusglin area, where 1,000 Afghan soldiers are stationed.
Xiao Mubai's eyes stared at it, and his eyes became brighter and brighter.
These 1,000 soldiers will be the key to the completion of the mission.
At this time, the communication soldier next to him ran over and reported to Xiao Mubai.
"Report Lieutenant! Command has received your report and, after careful consideration, has decided to take your suggestion and send reinforcements to the area. ”
Xiao Mubai's eyes lit up, staring at the childish communication soldier.
"A company of troops, Major McKenna, has departed and is headed in the direction of the harbor and is expected to arrive in a few hours." The communication soldier did not disappoint Xiao Mubai and continued to finish.
With the arrival of a company's troops, together with the arrival of the major commander, Xiao Mubai was already under the command of others, and he couldn't do what he wanted to do, and he was also more involved.
The more reinforcements, the better, but that is impossible, there are already such people Xiao Mubai is arguing for, and the people in the command are already very powerful.
If McKenna is a mediocre person who can't listen to other people's opinions, then Xiao Mubai will lose more than he gains.
This is what Xiao Mubai is worried about.
A hint of joy appeared on Xiao Mubai's face, and then disappeared and turned into a trace of melancholy.
Now there are four platoons of troops, which is three times more than before, but whether things are good or bad.
History has changed, Xiao Mubai felt uneasy and inexplicably depressed.
The soldiers next to him were all on guard, and although they thought Carlos was strange, they didn't say anything.
It's forty kilometers in a straight line, and I don't know when I'll get there.
Silently retracting the map, Xiao Mubai felt a loss in his heart.
Back at the outpost, the cooks had already prepared dinner, caviar mashed potatoes with butter cheese, plus a pot of hot water, and it was dinner.
Eating silently, Xiao Mubai sat on a rock, and felt a chill in his buttocks.
The soldiers next to them were talking, laughing happily from time to time.
As night fell, the temperature became colder.
A fire burned, beeping, and the soldiers gathered in a circle, huddled together.
Before, Xiao Mubai wanted to stop it with a voice, and the firelight would attract the attention of the enemy.
But when he saw the young soldier's bruised face and his body trembling from time to time, his heart suddenly softened.
Young and full of vitality, he should be at the age of studying, but he has to fight hard here.
The British still have a few hours to arrive, so let them warm up first, and then extinguish them later.
Xiao Mubai had already made defensive arrangements, and he was at the outpost on the high ground at the moment, closest to the place where the British troops landed in the port.
There is also a guard post along the road, and a squad of men is also on guard.
On the way through which reinforcements must pass, there is also a squad on guard.
The three posts are distributed in this way, and if there is an emergency, the signal lights are fired, and the rest of the posts can be seen.
Just now, after hearing Xiao Mubai's words, the soldiers were noncommittal about the arrival of a company of reinforcements.
Now the British have taken Speer Island by surprise, conquered South Georgia before that, and made a feint landing on the port of Darwin.
They could not have imagined, and all the top echelons of the Afghan army, that in the port of San Carlos, the British army would land so suddenly.
The night grew darker and darker, and there was no light at all.
It was quiet, and there was no sound at all.
Xiao Mubai rested for a day in real time and space, and now he is in excellent spirits and does not feel tired at all.
Lying on the rocks, Xiao Mubai stared at the port, the time was getting closer and closer, and it was getting closer and closer to the early morning.
At this moment, Xiao Mubai's ears suddenly moved, and a buzzing sound came.
It seemed to be a helicopter, and Xiao Mubai was alert all of a sudden.
(To be continued)