Chapter 40: Black Panther Detachment

"Listen to you, this organized line of defense successfully resisted the onslaught of the rout, and also blocked the enemy's victorious pursuit. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info”

Although it is incredible, according to the foreword and afterword of Counselor Kim, I can only make such a guess.

It's hard to believe that the main forces of the Tarsis battle group have been battered in the assault campaign, who is capable of turning the tide?

Could it be the only remaining 112 mixed brigade, or is it an auxiliary combat air defense regiment?

"It's incredible. If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes as part of the rout, I wouldn't have believed it. ”

"Who the hell is it?"

Counselor Kim thoroughly piqued my curiosity.

"Actually, it's a unit you're very familiar with."

"Don't sell it. The injury is so serious and I am still in the mood to brush the flowers and intestines, I wish you a slower recovery. ”

The mummy on the next bed let out an eerie howl again.

Even though I knew in my heart that it was Staff Officer Jin smiling bitterly, I still couldn't help but shudder.

"You really are, this army is indeed related to you, why do you curse me like that."

I realized I was going too far.

Maybe somewhere else, the slower recovery is just a harmless joke. But here, it is indeed a curse that makes people turn pale.

As long as you have experienced the pain of cell activation, you will never be able to laugh at this kind of joke.

"I'm sorry, I ......"

Staff Officer Kim raised his hand and motioned for me not to say any more.

"I know you're joking. That unit is part of the same formation as you. ”

"2205 Division!"

I must be looking stupid now, I can't close my jaw for half a day, and I need to hold my hand so that it doesn't fall off.

"To be exact, it's the second regiment of your division, the stubborn old man's regiment."

Our chat is on hold here, and I need time to digest the bombshell.

After a long moment, I looked up again.

"How they did it, I mean, willpower and stubbornness alone don't bring victory."

"If you add to this the terrain advantage, and the right additions, the outcome of the battle will change chemically. Whenever I recall the situation, my blood boils. I really hate that I am too slow to be good, and I can't go to the battlefield right away and teach aliens to be human like the old men. ”

I didn't get to see it with my own eyes, but I could imagine the stubborn old men sacrificing their lives to walk through the gray steel forest, mercilessly attacking any enemy who dared to go deeper.

Even if it was a heavily armored chariot or a Hellfire fighter that moved a powder magazine, these terrible enemies were destroyed and eliminated one by one in the face of the stubborn old man's desperate, almost suicidal attack.

"Hoo ......"

Only a long exhale can cool the hot blood in the body a little.

Interestingly, the most trusted thing in our army is not the heavily armored steel monster, nor the once-in-a-century famous general commander, but a group of crazy old men.

As long as they are on the battlefield, it can always boost the morale of the troops and make people's blood boil.

"The street fighting that has been brewing in the front finger has already begun, has it?"

"Yes, the stubborn old man's regiment has become the mainstay of the defensive line, and our scattered troops have been able to reinforce the line after it has been regrouped in the rear."

I can imagine what it was like. Our troops, who were defending the defensive line, used their own flesh and blood to drive the flesh mill called Street Fighting.

Once the bloodiest machine is in motion in a war, it will need to drink hundreds of millions of liters of blood from both sides of the enemy.

"What if...... I can return to the battlefield again, and I will never lose to the stubborn old men! ”

Counselor Kim passed away three hours after saying this.

Watching the robot nurses leave the room with their lifeless bald heads, I was filled with emotion.

Another valiant warrior is gone, when will it be my turn?

The luck of the so-called lucky generals once again showed its power.

A month later, I was discharged from the hospital after surviving the pain of cell activation.

It was the Nguyen platoon who took me out of the field hospital wearing the rank of captain.

Captain Nguyen Ching Dong of the special forces, to be exact.

His swarthy face, his piercing expression, and his panther-like way of acting at any moment had not changed since the day I had known him.

"You're already the deputy captain of the Black Panther Special Forces."

He told me about the changes without any tact, as if he never thought I would agree to it.

"However, I am not a professional and I have no special operations training."

"Don't worry, I'll teach you in the details, as a veteran who has experienced life and death many times, you are much more reliable than those recruits."

In the face of Team Ruan's straightforward description, although there was no tone and expression of praise, I was still very excited.

Being recognized by such a battlefield powerhouse, I understood for the first time what a sense of honor is.

As for the idea of going to find Zhang Tianhao, he was thrown into the corner of memory and sealed at that time.

"Yes, it's an honor to fight with you again!"

To my surprise, Team Nguyen smiled.

I've never seen a straightforward smile like I've ever seen it.

In the ward of the temporary hospital of the fortress, I met Karin, who was covered in "blood", and she was still urgently treating a seriously injured person a moment ago.

When I met her, I proudly displayed my newly earned warrant officer rank.

"Congratulations on your successful entry into the ranks of officers."

It makes me think about it, almost the one that has supported me to live until now, her voice is like a heavenly sound.

"Thank you for saving me again, and I'll repay you by doubling my kills."

Karin showed a resentful expression. Then she stepped forward to help me sort out my uniform.

"I'm going to come back alive!"

The words are soft but full of emotion, intimate like a wife seeing off.

Behind him came the whistles of the wounded.

Resisting the urge to cry, I resolutely turned away.

……

Recalling the time when I said goodbye to Karin, I laughed out loud every time.

"Okay, deputy team, when you're not on the battlefield in the future, don't expect me to say that I know you, it's a shame."

The headset was heard teasing Davis, who was in charge of intelligence gathering and electromagnetic interference in the detachment.

A pre-officer who has not yet graduated from a command college. In normal times, he would never have been selected into the special forces, but now he is the main force of our Black Panther detachment responsible for reconnaissance and early warning.

Maybe it's not good for him, but for me, it's a great experience to have someone my age to play with.

Maybe it was because they saw through my mind that the Ruan team would put us in a group.

One custom-built Wasp-class autonomous attack aircraft for every two people. Put on an experimental reinforced exoskeleton. We were hung like weapons pods on the hardpoints of the short wings of the fighter. With the fighters, they fell high and low along the ups and downs of the terrain.

I feel more like a consumable than a special operator with a national weapon.

We had a detachment of six people, less than half the number of normal combat squads, but the equipment was luxurious.

It is said that the cost of the equipment alone exceeds that of a normal infantry battalion, and the combat effectiveness is close to that of a reinforced company.

I don't understand how these comparative figures came up, but I do know that each task performed by the detachment is certainly not something that a mere infantry battalion can handle.

After just a week of intensive training, the Panthers detachment was put on the battlefield.

In peacetime, a special operations unit takes at least three years from its formation to joining the combat sequence.

This discrepancy illustrates the embarrassment of the current war situation.

In the detachment, except for Team Ruan and me, the other four people are also veterans with meritorious services, which makes me feel that the special operations unit is actually an enhanced version of the equipment of the special operations company.

Although I know that there is an essential difference between veterans and special combat soldiers, and I try my best to forget the identity of veterans during the training camp and thoroughly understand all kinds of contents in special forces textbooks, how effective can this cramming method of learning and training be?

I guess it's better than nothing.

When we really go to the battlefield, we still look at the experience of the previous veteran era, which is the consensus of the six of us.

As I thought about it, the autonomous attack aircraft signaled that it was about to reach its target, and I packed up my divergent thinking and prepared for the upcoming challenge.

Although it wasn't my first fight, it was the first appearance of the Panthers detachment, and I couldn't help but sweat my nervous palms.

"Let's hope everything goes well!"

As the green signal light on the eyepiece display lit up, Davis and I were thrown at the target like bombs by the warplane.