The drudgery of pursuing the enemy did not fall on us, and after receiving supplies, the captain received a new task. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

It was Bron who came to pick us up, everyone was relieved of his flying skills, they all fixed their bodies, closed their eyes and recuperated, and soon fell asleep one after another, and everyone was tired these days.

It wasn't until the helicopter landed that we woke up one by one.

When you get back to the airbase, the first thing you do is take a warm shower.

After two days in the hot and humid jungle of Vietnam, we were all rancid, and we couldn't stand the greasy feeling on our bodies.

After taking a shower, we were refreshed, and as soon as we stepped out of the bathroom door, we found a staff officer waiting for us without smiling.

Led by the staff officer, we came to a conference room, which was already full of people, and it seemed that we were missing.

"What's the situation, why is it all here?" The captain whispered.

It seems that the dragon squad is very social, and there are people who know each other constantly to greet them when looking for a vacant seat.

The conference room was noisy, and there were more than a dozen teams gathered, and everyone was speculating about what the big operation was.

It didn't take long for an old officer with gray hair to walk into the conference room. The old man's forehead was full of wrinkles, but he looked very good.

As soon as he stepped on stage, the people below quickly turned pale and quieted down.

"This is the information we just received, take a look at it"

The old officer turned on the projector and turned off the lights in the conference room.

The picture that appeared on the projector made the soldiers below red-eyed and cursed.

Some of the photos were taken on planes, some were taken secretly from a distance, and some appeared to have been taken by North Vietnamese people.

There is only one content, the abuse and massacre of prisoners of war!

The tragic experience of the American soldiers in the picture made the soldiers below empathize with them, and they shouted to kill all the Vietnamese. I saw that several South Vietnamese soldiers who had come in with the old officers had very unnatural expressions and tried their best to endure them.

I was somewhat unimpressed by the violent reaction of the U.S. military, and of course it was not pleasing to the North Vietnamese soldiers just because they had done something in Vietnam.

The U.S. military was the aggressor in the first place, and the bombing in Vietnam killed an unknown number of civilians, and the vast majority of North Vietnamese people were eager to eat the American soldiers alive. Abuse and shooting are already very civilized practices!

Americans have a typical mentality of only allowing state officials to set fires and not allowing ordinary people to light lamps.

They tortured prisoners, killed civilians, and tortured women for more than a few days. When these things happen to them, they can't bear it anymore.

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After inciting the anger of the American soldiers, the veteran officer began to get down to business and assign the next tasks.

The operation, codenamed "The Liberator", was divided into three main parts.

The first part was to explore the secret detention points of the North Vietnamese army in preparation for the follow-up operation.

The second part is to find the American prisoners of war held by North Vietnam and rescue them from the sea of suffering.

The third part is the most appealing to the soldiers below, clearing the small strongholds in the jungles of the North Vietnamese army and destroying several military installations in North Vietnam.

The assembled team is in a group of four, each responsible for a different place, and the enemy targets that can be solved by themselves will be solved by themselves, and those that cannot be monitored for help, and there seems to be not much risk.

We were grouped with the three squads of "Headhunter", "Angel" and "Horse". The conductor is the captain of the "headhunter", codenamed Cannibal.

The captain of the "headhunter" is a strong blond man with a hooked nose, and it is said that the code name of the cannibal comes from the fact that he has actually eaten people!

The area we are responsible for is Area C, which is located in the jungles of central North Vietnam. According to intelligence, there were not many North Vietnamese strongholds there.

Due to the urgency of the mission, after the meeting, the teams began to prepare weapons and supplies according to the divided area.

In order to facilitate the supply, we received a weapon commonly used by the North Vietnamese army this time, the only thing that was not a pistol - the MK22 silent pistol.

After changing gear, we took a helicopter to the mission area.

On the way, we stopped at a small base for a day and a night, and waited until the evening of the next day before setting off again to reach the periphery of the target area.

We don't know exactly what it's called, but the place where we landed was occupied by the U.S. military, and the rest of the journey was only on foot, and taking a helicopter through the jungle was only looking for death.

We entered the jungle at night and it was a big test for everyone. Not to mention the elusive guerrillas of North Vietnam, the danger of the jungle itself alone is enough to cheer us up.

The mosquito repellent medicine distributed by the U.S. military was of little use to the Vietnamese mosquitoes, and during the march, our exposed skin was covered with red packets, which were unbearably itchy.

In the second half of the night, after we had successfully dived more than ten kilometers into the jungle, the commander of the cannibals gave the order to rest.

Many people just find a random place, open their sleeping bag and rest. I didn't remind them, but with my tired body, I found a bamboo, broke it and made a simple hammock, and then spread out the sleeping bag and began to rest.

In the morning, I was woken up by a few screams, and the American soldiers were busy cleaning up the leeches on their bodies.

One by one, these leeches sucked enough blood and swelled like black eggs.

The worst soldier had more than a dozen leeches lying on his body, and even after cleaning it up, the wound on his body was still bleeding, and his face was extremely pale due to excessive blood loss.

Since I was far from the ground, I was bitten by leeches only in one place.

After dealing with this disgusting stuff, we set off again. After the sudden attack of leeches, everyone has become more careful.

After walking for a long time, the cannibal who led the way in front suddenly made a dangerous gesture. The participants were not stupid, and it only took a dozen seconds for everyone to hide in the grass by the jungle path.

A few minutes later, a small group of North Vietnamese guerrillas appeared, and they were on high alert, even on the march, with their guns in hand.

We all pulled out our silent pistols and waited for the cannibal's order to fire.

I saw the cannibal bearers hesitate for a long time, and finally put down their arms and let the partisans go.

The guerrillas had no idea that they had made a circle outside the Ghost Gate and ran past us at a fast pace.

Over the next few days, we encountered several groups of North Vietnamese guerrillas, which appeared more and more frequently.

Far from being annoyed, we were all happy, because it was a sign that the enemy's stronghold was not far away!

Sure enough, shortly after we continued on our way, a small stronghold appeared in front of us.

The stronghold was on the edge of a small river, on which some of the buildings were built. The situation inside the house is unknown, and we only saw about thirty soldiers outside.

After the deliberation of several captains, we reached a consensus and decided to rely on our own strength to lay this stronghold! (To be continued.) )