The next day, three kilometers northeast of Saigon city, the US military camp.

Four hundred elite special soldiers with a fierce aura are standing proudly on the playground in full armor and in a neat queue.

After more than ten days of sea voyages, all the special soldiers are physically and mentally tired, but these most elite soldiers of the US military are also very strong in adaptability, after a night of repair, they quickly recovered, standing on the playground in the barracks at this time, all of them are high-spirited.

After a brief re-ordination and initial reorganization, the special forces unit was able to carry out its mission, and was lectured by General Paul Huggins, head of the U.S. Advisory Command in Vietnam.

These elite special forces, selected from various units of the U.S. military, will be part of a newly created secret military branch while in Vietnam.

Codenamed MACV-SOG, that is, the Research and Observation Group of the U.S. Advisory Command in Vietnam.

The SOG is primarily composed of U.S. Special Forces personnel, including U.S. Army Special Forces, Special Operations Division, U.S. Marine Corps Reconnaissance Unit, Marine Corps Scouts, Air Force Special Operations Personnel, and Navy SEALs.

This team, composed of the most elite soldiers of the US military, has to complete an extremely dangerous task.

These missions include covert operations and sabotage behind enemy lines, requiring them to carry out reconnaissance missions in South Vietnam, North Vietnam, and even across the borders of Vietnam into Laos and Cambodia, collect relevant intelligence, rescue prisoners, rescue downed pilots, conduct psychological warfare, black propaganda, assassination, and guided bombing.

At the end of the lecture, all the soldiers looked solemn, the task they were going to perform was very dangerous, the battle damage rate would be very high, and it was not known how many people would return to the United States alive after the war was over.

Two days later, Victor and James, dressed in military combat uniforms, carrying a backpack and an M16 rifle in their hands, ran towards a U.S. UH-1 Iroquois helicopter with the rest of the squad.

After everyone boarded the plane, Chen Mo at the back jumped onto the plane, but he did not carry a rifle, machine gun or sniper rifle in his hands like other soldiers, nor did he carry a marching backpack loaded with ammunition and other combat materials on his body, but just boarded the plane empty-handed and relaxed.

However, on either side of his thighs, there were two holsters tied to them, and two pitch-black M1911A1 pistols were stuck in them.

At the same time, the combat vest on his body was also full of pistol magazines, and it seemed that he was planning to use only pistols for combat.

Chen Mo's team members didn't say anything, but they couldn't help but muttered in their hearts, their commander, who couldn't see the depth clearly, didn't know if they were really very powerful, or if they were overconfident.

How can the firepower of two pistols be comparable to that of an automatic rifle? Is he going to hide behind and not play?

Even if you are an observer for a sniper, you will at least carry a submachine gun, and someone like Chen Mo who only carries two pistols to the battlefield is either a senior officer at or above the colonel level who only needs to sit in command and does not need to fight in person, or he is a deserter or looking for death.

I don't know what kind of commander they will be.

Since the last lecture, they were not immediately sent out to carry out the mission, but after another two days of recuperation, adaptation training, distribution of equipment and materials, etc., they finally received their first mission.

After all the personnel boarded, with the roar of the huge engine, the propeller of the helicopter accelerated and rotated, and the strong wind blew the blades of grass on the ground and clung to the ground.

Their mission this time was to raid a village where high-ranking North Vietnamese personnel were hiding and bring their captives back to the camp.

Dozens of kilometers closer to the target, the helicopter began to lower altitude, flew at low altitude, and finally landed a few kilometers from the village.

"You two stay behind to guard the plane, ready to pick it up."

Chen Mo arbitrarily assigned two people to stay behind the plane to prevent them from being attacked by the enemy and cut off their retreat.

Two men stayed behind to defend, and even if an enemy approached, they were able to resist for a while, allowing the helicopter to rise quickly.

"Yes, sir!"

The two people who were ordered by Chen Mo hurriedly responded loudly.

It is much easier to stay behind than to attack a village defended by soldiers.

After arranging the remaining personnel, Chen Mo turned around and led the remaining soldiers of the team to quickly rush off the plane, and bent down and ran in the direction of the target village against the strong wind pressed down by the propellers that had not completely stopped.

Chen Mo's actions made those team members who originally thought that Chen Mo would stay on the plane by himself couldn't help but be a little surprised, it seemed that their commander was not as greedy for life and afraid of death as they thought.

It's just that after looking at Chen Mo, who was lightly armed in front of him, with no material backpack on his back and his hands empty, and then looked at himself and other team members, including the bulging backpacks on the backs of the two "King Kongs" next to the commander and the heavy weapons in their hands, most people still muttered a little in their hearts.

Chen Mo didn't take the questioning gaze of his team members to heart, originally with his spatial ability, he didn't even need to carry a pistol and a magazine with him, just take it out of the space directly when he needed it.

However, after all, he can't directly show his special abilities now, so he still chooses to carry two pistols and magazines with him.

Except for the two people who stayed behind in the helicopter, the remaining fourteen people made a rapid journey and soon came to the vicinity of the target village.

On a hillside on the side of the village, Chen Mo hid in the shadow of the trees and carefully observed the situation in the village below, combined with the subtle sound received in his ears, Chen Mo quickly understood the situation in the village below.

This village is not large, there are only a few dozen households, and it seems to be very peaceful, but there are many secret posts hidden in some key locations, and in a house in the depths of the village, more than a dozen adult men are gathered, and on the periphery of this house, there are nearly 100 armed men, guarding in secret.

"Sniper, look for the high ground and prepare for sniper cover!"

"Yes, sir!"

"Yes, sir!"

Two groups of snipers and observers responded in unison, and the four of them quietly walked towards a hillside on the side of the village, armed with their weapons on their backs.

Chen Mo took the remaining ten people to lurk towards the village under the cover of the dense trees on the hillside.

The team soon reached the bottom of the hillside, and beyond the woods was the village.

From their point of view, the whole village is peaceful, not in any way different from ordinary Vietnamese villages.