"Wait. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info" Liu Fangwu stopped him again. "In the hearts of Americans, materials and weapons and equipment are not the most important, the most important thing is people. If possible, try to bring back a couple of American pilots alive. Although you are only assisting in this operation, the burden is not light, because the Japanese have also received information and are likely to intervene. You must be careful not to let the pilots fall into the hands of the Japanese. Do you understand? ”

"Report to the head of the group, understood!" The scrivener replied loudly, then turned and quickly left.

"Wait." Liu Fangwu stopped him again. "Recruits have been in your platoon for a while, right?" He asked.

"Report to the head of the group, it's been a month." The scrivener answered truthfully.

Liu Fangwu nodded: "Okay, okay." This mission is also a test of your achievements in leading troops. It's the mule, it's the horse, it's the mule. Actual combat is the only way to test the results of training, and I believe in your ability to lead troops. If this mission is completed well, the superiors will definitely show something, at least give you a correct name. I've always kept that pennant for you. The British also took part in this operation, show them what you are capable of, gag them! Liu Fangwu's last two sentences are meaningful, and he is full of expectations for the scrivener.

The scrivener box performed a standard military salute: "Promise to live up to the high expectations of the regimental commander." ”

Liu Fangwu waved his hand and signaled that he could go......

The scrivener gathered the entire platoon of soldiers as fast as possible and waited for departure. Soon a military transport vehicle drove up, and the soldiers began to get on the car in an orderly manner. A whole line of soldiers squeezed into a transport truck, and it was more crowded than expected. The scrivener and Lu Shuting sat in the cab. The car started and drove all the way northeast.

It was the Tang guard who drove, chatting with a few people in the scrivener box while driving. With the keen intuition of a soldier, Tang Zhongcheng felt that this operation was extraordinary, and it was somewhat loose on the outside and tight on the inside. There have been accidents in the past when a U.S. transport plane crashed, and the Allies would send rescue troops, but they had never been so mobilized. According to Tang Zhongcheng's understanding, the British side first dispatched a platoon of troops, and then dispatched a special operations platoon. The new 38th Division dispatched two reorganized platoons in the early stage, and subsequently added a platoon of the scrivener box as a replacement. In fact, the substitute force is far more than the squad, there are three squads before him, and he is the fourth squad. This is not counting the investment of the United States, which has been silent about this incident, and no one knows how much rescue force they have invested. In view of the fact that the US military has always been generous to its own people, it is presumably that the number will definitely not be small.

With such a stirring up of the army, of course the Tang guards would feel unusual. With a force projection of this scale, it is enough to fight a small battle. Rescuing a few air units and putting such a large amount of force into the rescue has the smell of anti-aircraft guns hitting mosquitoes.

When a few people in the scrivener heard Guard Tang's words, they also had a hunch that the matter was very important, but the more they did this, the more excited they became. Some days I haven't been fighting, and I'm really not used to it. He held his breath in his heart, he must correct his name and his companions, and show his majesty to the British.

The car bumped all the way to the foot of a hill, which is the border area and the car could not go any further. In the event of an enemy ambush, all it takes is one shell to blow up the car and the entire platoon to die.

There are still dozens of miles away from the designated area, and you can only hike through the mountains and forests. Guard Tang put the soldiers down and turned around and returned to the station. From dawn to the present, this is the fourth team he has sent, saying that it is to assist in search and rescue, but in fact it is to increase troops, which shows how important things are. However, except for cadres at and above the regimental level, no one knows the real inside story of the matter.

The scrivener held the map given by the Tang guard, determined the direction, and led the people towards the mountains. There are a lot of soldiers in the whole platoon, and the firepower is also in place, and the old generation is secretly working hard, and he must do a beautiful job.

"Class 3 is in front, Class 2 is in the center, Class 1 is in the back, brothers are up!" The scrivener made a simple division of labor and led the troops towards the mountains.

This is not the area of Savage Mountain, although the mountain is treacherous and full of trees, but the environment is much better than that of Savage Mountain. Even the Savage Mountains can be crossed, let alone the mountains here. The journey of dozens of miles was completed in less than half a day, but the recruits were a little unbearable, and they gritted their teeth and persevered under the leadership of the five veterans. The scrivener looked at the map and was already on the periphery of the designated area.

"Rest in place, and pay attention to vigilance in shift 1." The scrivener gives orders.

Dozens of miles of mountain roads ran down in one go, and everyone was tired and sleepy, leaning on the trunk of a tree to nap. The trees overhead shade the sky, and the leaves fill every inch of bare space in order to compete for sunlight. Sunlight struggled to penetrate through the few gaps, forming pillars of light.

The scrivener took a short break, spread out the map given by the Tang guards on the ground, and then spread out the map he had captured from the Japanese stronghold on the ground. For example, there is a stream in front, which is not marked on the map given by the Tang guards, but it is clearly marked on the map of the Japanese army.

Details sometimes determine the success or failure of a war, the scrivener sighed lightly, and had to admire the Japanese army's manufacturing power and creativity, compared with the Japanese army, their own country's army is not only lagging behind in weapons and equipment and logistics supplies, as large as aircraft and artillery, as small as a map, their own army is still backward in an all-round way.

"1 class, 2 classes, 3 classes, meeting." The scrivener said. Dong Xuesheng, Lu Shuting, and Gong Daniu all came over, and the two deputy squad leaders, Little Monkey and Kong Zhaoqiang, also came over.

"Class 1 searches on the left, Class 3 searches on the right, and Class 2 searches in the center. Turn on your firepower and be on alert, the Japanese may have entered this area. I may contact it by a code. Also, keep your distance, don't fall behind, and don't get too far away. "A brief division of labor in the scrivener.

Three squads split into three squads to search forward. Soon the 2nd class made a discovery: a small team appeared in front of them, and more than a dozen people appeared, but from the clothing, it should be their own people.

"Look, company commander, they're here too." The little monkey said.

I also saw the scrivener, it was indeed my own person, led by a platoon commander, and a little familiar. I quickly remembered that it was platoon leader Zhao, who had dealt with him in the cooking class and had a fight. He's coming, too! It seems that not only the 113th regiment participated in the mission, but also the 114th regiment.

Platoon Commander Zhao also saw the scrivener, the past is unforgettable, of course he will not forget the scrivener box. When he saw that the scrivener box was also promoted to platoon commander, this guy's face was ugly, and the person who looked down on him before was now at the same level as himself.