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About 10 kilometers west of the saltwater river in the middle of Butterfly Island, on the side of a small winding river, groups of heavily armed Chinese Army officers and soldiers are crouching among the bushes, staring at the valley on the other side of the river, which is covered with dense vegetation.

On the side of the infantry, four 60-mm light mortars were firing shells at a "leisurely" and constant speed, and the screams of shells went away, and then set off bursts of gunpowder smoke and explosions in and around the green valley in the distance.

Judging from the armbands on the left arms of the soldiers, it can be seen that most of them are officers and soldiers of the first battalion of the Foreign Legion, and their faces are either disdainful or nervous. There was no moving mass artillery fire, no hoarse shouting from non-commissioned officers, the sound of distant shell explosions was intermittent, and the rude complaints of a soldier who had been upset by mosquitoes could be heard from time to time, as if this was not a real war of live ammunition, but a field military exercise that was not up to standard.

Among the hundreds of officers and men of the Army scattered around, there were hundreds of very "young and clean" faces, officers and men of the 15th Infantry Company of the Wehrmacht Army, which operated in conjunction with the 1st Battalion of the Foreign Legion, a company that had been stationed back and forth between the mainland, Bermuda and the Azores since its formation, and the soldiers were all young, with an average age of less than 20 years.

The young 15th Infantry Company, which had never participated in actual combat, had been on Butterfly Island for less than a month. Because the climate is not very adaptable, many soldiers are very weak, and even because there are a large number of officers and soldiers of the Foreign Legion with "different styles" around them, even if the military uniforms are the same as themselves, they still look restrained and nervous.

“…… I say, rookies, if you think you'll be able to wipe out all the barbarians here in a few months, then I can strip you naked and throw them into the sea. Remember, they are very cunning. It's as slippery as a snake! So, we have to be more patient than they are. ”

In the midst of a group of "idle" soldiers, Makarov was sitting on a stone in an exaggerated posture, swallowing the can of luncheon meat in his hand while smoking a cigarette, and from time to time foaming at the mouth of the "good baby" Polish Foreign Legion fellows around him.

"But my lord, I think we can attack, our bullets can penetrate several of them at once!" An older soldier of Polish origin patted his rifle with disdain.

"Aha. What a brave idiot, I admire you! Makarov threw away the can, and with a greasy hand viciously grabbed the soldier's collar, "Answer me, private!" Are you in a gambling debt? In a hurry to die? If so, then I sue you, and your water-infused head will be stabbed by the native's spear tomorrow! ”

"The commanders of the Army Command need to be as alive as possible, you know, your allowances and bonuses are all based on these!" Makarov pushed the minions away and unscrewed his own jug full of wine, looking disappointed. "With you guys, I have to talk about money all the time to feel resonant. My God, but at least someone will live to receive the reward! ”

A bunch of minions laughed awkwardly, but when it came to the topic. Everyone's face was glowing. The Foreign Legion is paid a real deal, and even a private earns up to $21.60 a month, almost three times what a mercenary in Europe earns. If it's going out to fight. You can also get an extra combat allowance every month, and you never need a penny for delicious food and spicy food. If you really retire after 5 years, even if you don't have any retirement bonus, you can save a lot of money.

"Chief, the captain told you to go to the headquarters." Just as he was talking about Xingtou, he saw Sergeant Yu Shan coming over with a few soldiers, and the expression on his face looked terrible, "It doesn't look very good, maybe we have to cross the river, I know that the top will throw us into the mountain first, it's not fair!" ”

"Excellent! You whiner, you have good news for me! Now, you're going to get the soldiers alive, and if I come back and see all the people here listless, I'm going to kick your ass!" I know you're good at diverting their attention. ”

After lowering his voice and muttering to Yu Shan in Chinese, Makarov strode towards the rear headquarters a hundred meters away. At this time, the fire drive fire of the mortar group was over.

……

In a large tent, Captain Scott, commander of the 1st Foreign Battalion of the Foreign Legion, who was in charge of the South Road Offensive, was convening an interim military meeting of all officers at the platoon level and above, as well as sergeant majors at the company level and above. Because there were so few officers attached to the Foreign Legion, most of the platoon units were commanded by sergeants or non-commissioned officers, and even company commanders were temporarily filled by the sergeant major, so at a glance, there were very few officers in the tent.

"Captain, the 15th Infantry Company can cross the river first!"

A shorter lieutenant officer stood up, looking warlike. This lieutenant is the elder brother of Li Xiang's wife, Na Da, and now the only Army officer of Indian descent in the country, who was transferred to the 15th Infantry Company as acting commander on the grounds of increasing combat command experience.

As one of the most prominent naturalized Delaware people in the entire country, Mochi's mind was already filled with the vulgar propaganda that "wherever the flag of the American Republic of China is planted, it is the homeland of the Delawares". The younger sister Na Da has become the director of the "Yin Women and Children's Affairs Department" of the Ministry of Women and Children of the Cabinet of the government of this country, and her father Kenraton is the number one "capitalist" of the Delaware, and the family is a frequent guest of the family of President Liu Lao and President Chen Lao, and Moqi's value has also risen in the army.

Promotions in military ranks, ostensibly contrary to internal justice, inevitably appeared in the Army Command. Although there is no explicit rule, due to the special national situation at this stage, Mochi, a Delaware-American soldier who only received six months of initial training at West Point, was promoted to the rank of lieutenant, and the promotion threshold is far lower than that of others.

Mo Qi is not stupid, and he has heard some bad rumors early on, so he led the team to participate in the Butterfly Island West Island Cleanup Battle this time, and he plans to prove himself. However, the combat mission assignment surprised him a little, the 15th Infantry Company did not follow the "old boss" Captain Deng Jian's 2nd Infantry Battalion, but a strange Foreign Legion Infantry Battalion.

Looking at this Indian lieutenant who had not had much contact, Scott just smiled slightly, and pointed to the map on the table: "The 15th Infantry Company has only been transferred from the Azores, and it has no experience in rainforest combat. They are also not adapted to the environment, so the General Command of Operations has arranged for you to fight with the Foreign Legion, which is not a disdain. ”

"We have the bravest fighters!" Mooch blushed, as if he didn't accept Captain Scott's explanation.

"Oh, have you heard, a hot-blooded lieutenant...... With a group of rookies who have been in service for almost two years. In the corner, Makarov shrugged his shoulders, lowered his voice, and smiled at Sergeant Major Andy beside him.

"In your eyes. Anyone who has not participated in the Northern Campaign is a rookie? I hate your attitude because I missed it in the first place! Sergeant Major Andy, who had been temporarily transferred to the 15th Infantry Company of the Wehrmacht as a company sergeant, glared viciously at this colleague who had the "greatest competitive threat" to himself, and his words were full of anger, "In comparison, your current subordinates are a bunch of uneducated clowns!" I bet. You will become like them, too. ”

"You're jealous of me, Andy......" Makarov cracked his mouth wide and smiled, "The Army only needs one sergeant major in the future, and I'll make you retire early." ”

"At the military meeting, I don't want to hear any absent-minded arguments!"

Scott's voice rang out, and the face with the black blindfold was a look of unadulterated and solemn. Suddenly, a pair of eyes cast into the corner. The two sergeant majors, who had lost control of their volume because of the dispute, closed their mouths at the same time.

In the end, Mochi's request was rejected by Scott, and two companies of the 1st Battalion of the Foreign Legion were the first troops to cross the river, preparing to control the highest point of the valley on the other side of the river according to the established plan. Leading the way in encircling a wave of indigenous Caribbeans who had been driven into the valley.

"You're tired of waiting, aren't you?! Brave guys, get moving now, the valley ahead is full of lively 'silver coins', let your wives and children from afar be happy! ”

Time. The familiar rude roar of Sergeant Major Makarov sounded from the defensive positions of the 1st Battalion of the Foreign Legion, which was resting on the banks of the river.

"Special Mission Indicators" conveyed by the Army Command specifically for the Foreign Legion. It is to try to capture Caribbean prisoners of war alive, and according to insiders, the "prisoner of war commission placement fee" for an indigenous prisoner of war is $100. Although the "price" offered by the domestic capitalists to the Ministry of Defense was not high, the East Island Cleanup Campaign still brought the Ministry of Defense $350,000, almost offsetting nearly half of the military expenditure. There are at least 4,000 indigenous Caribbeans in the West Island, and even if only half of them are captured, the Ministry of Defense will see a lot of the gap in military spending.

Amid vulgar cheers, groups of Foreign Legionnaires pushed the raft down the river and paddled hard toward the other side of the river. On the starting position, the 60-mm mortar group was eyeing the enemy, and as long as there was the slightest movement, it could fire dense shells in a short time. In order to create momentum, several organ machine guns also fired aimlessly at the other side of the river intermittently, and for a time the river bank was full of people.

The acting commander of the 15th Infantry Company, Moqi, was disappointed to take his company's officers and men and watched with amazement as the friendly troops crossed the river "happily".

At this time, on the northern front, the 2nd Infantry Battalion of the Wehrmacht under the command of Captain Deng Jian also advanced, and more than 400 officers and men, under the cover of organ machine guns and mortars, crossed another small river at once, ready to enter the mountains. On the central line, the 3rd Infantry Battalion of the National Defense Forces, under the command of Lieutenant Colonel Feng Bin, commander-in-chief, and Major You Nanzhe, staff officer, also began to deploy its troops, ready to engage in a joint encirclement battle at any time, accompanied by three 120-mm heavy guns temporarily moved from the coastal defense fortress of Twin Ports.

To the north of the West Island, five light cruisers with sails were also deployed one after another, and at the maximum firing range, they fired dense artillery fire at the coordinates of a number of Carib settlements that the army special operations team had spent half a year reconnoitering, so as to drive away the Caribbean natives in the target range with as much intimidation as possible.

……

In the distant roar of cannons, the mayor's residence in Twin Ports was filled with not only gorgeous local officials and business representatives, but also a few Portuguese or Spanish businessmen who stayed in the city.

“…… Ladies and gentlemen, I have good news for you in advance. The National Assembly and the government of our country have passed the draft pilot project of the Butterfly Island Economic Development Special Zone, and special preferential tax reduction and exemption policies will be implemented in Twin Ports! We will create the most competitive trade environment and provide the most convenient and high-quality service for every businessman! ”

At the banquet, Zhang Mingcheng, the mayor of Shuangzigang City, was like a river, which made a group of newcomers to European businessmen smile.

"Brother Zhang is eloquent, and it is said that he has persuaded the prime minister that this year's Butterfly Island immigration quota has been raised quite a lot." Dai Botong touched the wine glass and smiled at Su Zining, who was silent beside him, "It's only been a year, and Shuangmini Port has entered a period of stable development, why didn't you pay attention to Brother Zhang's ability before?" ”

"If your industry is the largest here, you will work so hard." Su Zining drank the wine and was not surprised, "I'm afraid that as soon as the slave enters this opening, the sweetness will come out, and some of the arrangements for the second stage of Atlantic Checkers will be changed." ”

"Brother Su, what do you mean? Will Congress pass the Foreign Workers Importation Act? Dai Botong was stunned for a moment, and quickly lowered his voice.

"Not necessarily, but you'll know then." Su Zining smiled slightly, noncommittal. In his eyes, the Taiwanese was laughing with a few European businessmen from the Portuguese colonies in West Africa at this time, no matter how you look at it, they are all businessmen who are well versed in business, not a mayor.

Just as everyone was eating and drinking, the door of the banquet hall suddenly opened, and the local European police chief walked in with a strange expression, a stout, short and fat man who looked like a wine barrel.

"Oh, this is Mr. Sergeant Albert! He is solely responsible for the safety of your life and property here. Temporarily absent from the company......" Zhang Mingcheng saw that there was something abnormal on the other party's face, and hurriedly covered up and introduced it to the guest, and after speaking, he hurriedly walked to the side.

"Mr. Mayor, the Dutchman's ship is coming......" The police chief avoided everyone's gaze, his voice low.

"Dutch?" Zhang Mingcheng was stunned for a moment, a little puzzled by what was so strange about this, "Could it be a pirate?" ”

"I came from the East Indies and sent a lot of people, but the people from the immigration department at the port said there was a problem." The European sheriff shrugged, saying he didn't know much either.

"Oh, that's not a matter of Yan zhòng, I'll go and see it with Minister Su later." As he spoke, Zhang Mingcheng also waved in the direction where Su Zining was.

Although since the second half of last year, immigrants from Daming have been transferred to Butterfly Island Twin Ports to enter the country, but from the perspective of time, how can the first batch of Ming immigrants this year also be Portuguese ships, and why have they become Dutch?

After a few polite words, Zhang Mingcheng, Su Zining and others left the mayor's residence and hurried to the port.

(To be continued)