Chapter 17
No matter how rubbish the guns are, they are not capable of fighting the smoothbore guns of the 19th century, and these bandits are armed civilians at best, and they are helpless against the genetics of the elite special forces of the 21st century. The special squad occupies the superiority in weapons, communications, tactics, and quality, and comprehensively overwhelms these bandits.
"Captain, there's another panting."
"Snipers, keep on guard, the rest clean up the battlefield." Lu Mao ordered, and then walked over to a bandit who had been shot in the shoulder, which was deliberately left.
Lu Mao squatted down, took off his helmet, touched his bald head and looked at the injured bandit with a smile, and said: "Do you want to live or die, you can think about it, if you say a wrong word, your life will be gone." ”
The bandit covered his shoulders and looked at Lu Mao tremblingly, he had also seen people who lived and died, and there were several who died in his hands, but these people were really terrifying, the firearms in their hands were strange but the firepower was powerful, and nearly forty of them were gone in the blink of an eye. I didn't expect a small factory to have such a strong force, I am not afraid of a background, at most the government will come forward, and we have killed fewer officers and soldiers in recent years? What I'm afraid of is that the other party's idea is too hard.
"I said, whatever you want to know, I'll say it." The bandits immediately knew what to do, and if they cooperated well, there was still a chance to live, and the world was the biggest one.
"How many of you are there, why are you robbing the recruitment team of the self-improvement factory, and where are the hostages?" Lu Mao asked three questions in a row, pulled out the tiger tooth saber from his calf, and slowly shaved his nails.
"We are all the old harrier's subordinates, a total of fifty people, forty came, the guns were brought out, the old harrier heard that the self-improvement factory has money, looking for a worker to issue silver dollars, so I want to do a big pen. The hostages were held by ten machetes in the old lair, in a temple of Emperor Guan on the east side of the river. Uncle, the small things have been explained clearly, please spare my dog's life. The bandit's face turned pale, and he didn't know whether he had lost too much blood or was frightened, and after saying it intermittently, he kept begging for mercy.
Lu Mao stood up, glanced at the surviving bandits, saw that his subordinates had almost cleaned up, waved his hand and disappeared without a trace after a while. The surviving bandits lay on the ground gasping for breath, they really couldn't imagine that they would be alive from the hands of this group of killing gods, and they must burn a lot of incense after they went back, blessed by the Buddha! It's not that Lu Mao is soft-hearted, according to Lu Liang's arrangement, this matter should be widely publicized, and the surviving bandit is the best mouthpiece.
Soon found the bandits' lair, after a simple tactical assault, all ten bandits were killed, and the hostages seemed to have suffered a lot of crimes, but fortunately they were all alive. The only regret is that a member of the team got stuck while shooting with an assault rifle and was approached by a bandit, but fortunately he was only cut on the arm, and it was fine.
"Report to the chief, all the hostages were rescued and properly settled, none of the enemy's fifty bandits escaped, and one of us was slightly injured." When Lu Min took Lu Mao to report, both of them were flushed, shameful!
"Oh, what's going on?" Lu Liang was also a little surprised, it stands to reason that those bandits can't pose a threat!
"Report to the chief, the weapons used in the hands of the special operations team do not conform to reality, there are often jams, the firing speed and stability are not up to standard, especially in terms of accuracy, which is far from the real SCAR rifle, sniper rifles, pistols are in this situation. It is advisable to replace the weapons of the special squad, we prefer to use infantry weapons of the WWII era. Lu Mao said loudly, as if he was afraid that the boss would not hear it.
It was Lu Liang's turn to blush, Lu Mao's words were very clear, he ignored the differences caused by the times, and he should not be greedy for progress.
"What weapons do you want to use, make a list and hand it over to the base for production, Lu Min is in charge of this. Also, I apologize for the mistake I made! ”
The solution of the bandits does not mean that the matter is over, and the safety of thousands of recruitment teams is on Lu Liang's desk. The number of the security corps was too small to be evenly dispersed, so the recruitment team of 5,000 people was divided into 100 teams, each team of 50 people, of which 20 were soldiers of the security corps. This can be used as a training operation for these recruits to see the scene. The special squad is always on standby, ready to deal with all kinds of emergencies, but unfortunately it is impossible to provide communication equipment for each team, the equipment produced by the base is too valuable in this era, and once it is lost and obtained by the powers, the consequences are unimaginable.
In the barracks of the security regiment, Le Fei's training has lasted for three months, three months of high-intensity training has made Le Fei look strong and strong, and he has become a qualified soldier, after the arrival of the third batch of 1,000 recruits, he was promoted to sergeant squad leader, and his salary has been significantly improved, and the monthly salary subsidy can reach three silver dollars, which he can't spend, and most of them are sent home. After more than three months of cultural study, I know how big China is, where is my hometown, how far back is the history of China, how backward the country is now, the oppression of the Qing court, the plundering of foreign powers, etc., just like the instructor said, the country has entered the darkest period, and the factory and army of the head of Lu Liang are the only light in the darkness. The sacred sense of mission and responsibility made Le Fei train and study hard, knowing that shooting training, marching training, tactical training, civil engineering operations, etc. are not needed by a security regiment, but what is this? He will follow in the footsteps of Chief Lu Liang and build a better future for his country.
"Le Fei, inform your soldiers, assemble in the square, quickly!" Early in the morning, the assembly whistle sounded in the barracks, and the soldiers quickly gathered in the square under the leadership of the commander, and Lu Long, the head of the security regiment, was already waiting here, and the two thousand soldiers in front of him were the result of three months of training by the genetic people. The order has been issued to the platoon level, and every two squads are divided into a team, and they are assigned to the recruitment team.
"Ammunition is received in companies with four bases per person, and the commanders of each unit distribute the troops according to the order of the document. Soldiers, this is your first military operation, and my request is to spare your life for the sake of the mission! Lu Long gave a brief lecture, and the soldiers drove out of the camp under the leadership of the genetic instructor, and the remaining 1,000 recruits continued to train under the leadership of the instructor.
In this era, it was common for the gentry to own guns, and the government would never interfere, and even many things depended on the gentry's armament. Lu Liang is already the largest gentry in Huizhou, the security team of 2,000 people is by no means a lot, the soldiers of the security regiment are all wearing dark green military uniforms, carrying rifles, and some of the equipment is hidden in the carriage, there are Czech-style light machine guns and grenades, ammunition and so on. Each team had nearly twenty spears and two light machine guns, and Lu Liang couldn't imagine any bandits who could defeat such a team.