"Welcome home. + Pine, Pine, Rose, Small+ said" Zheng Helong stretched out his hand to the three companions who were almost glazed-eyed, and at the same time beckoned to the only medical staff in the team, "Prepare to inject blood pressure suppressants and tranquilizers." ”

"What's going on?" The person who survived by luck looked at Jiang Muyin, who was sitting on the tree, and almost fell into a groove.

"Don't be nervous, he doesn't know yet." Linda, a medic with the rank of captain, injected him with some medicine, "It seems that he found this place without being informed of our operation, and he didn't know what was going on." ”

"Hey, do you believe that? You don't know how far away from the base is, how can a fast-moving unit like a fighter plane come here in such a short time? Even if it makes sense...... So where did he get the fighter? ”

"Say less," Linda chuckled, "and even if you don't believe it, he's coming." The means are not bad, the shoulder-mounted sniper rifle sniped off the pursuers behind you in one fell swoop. So if it weren't for him, we would have been able to burn paper for you today next year. ”

"! Lao Tzu lives a long life! ”

"Then rest well, don't think so much." Linda pointed to her nose, "Besides, even if he is a demon in disguise, one punch from one of us is enough to blow him up." Besides, our noses can smell the difference of blood, if it was really a demon pawn, then we would have discovered it a long time ago. ”

Jiang Muyin was thinking, what had happened in the past few months was like a dream for him, obviously a few months ago he was just a student who was about to graduate from the junior college, but now he had somehow come here to become a lieutenant.

Now it's even more inexplicable to come to rescue these people.

To be honest, Jiang Muyin was a little scared, his sniper was a small stove opened for him by the instructor of the special warfare training camp, he was a very good student, and he could use that kind of ultra-long-range sniper rifle to hit an accurate target of at least two kilometers or so, and he was not sure if he was a little farther away.

Perhaps even the colonel did not know how many scorching afternoons he was motionless at the training range with a training Alexei X-02 semi-automatic sniper rifle.

He's done a good job of disappearing and stealing forty meters, and even the instructors say it's good to be at this point at his age.

But Jiang Muyin felt that it was not enough, he was not a soldier, he was not a qualified officer, because he did not graduate from a military university and did not have any military theory to back him up.

Even the second lieutenants and civil servants could point to a battle plan and name at least three plans, and those dense deduction symbols hung on the map. Every time Jiang Muyin attended a department-level meeting, he felt dizzy when he saw those deduction plans, and he couldn't see the meaning of the symbols written on them, and then he saw a group of officers pointing to a certain point and arguing loudly.

Jiang Muyin could only lower his head and look at his blank document, he didn't know what they were talking about at all, and he didn't understand why they were arguing.

And at this time, what he was most afraid of was that someone asked him to speak, and he didn't know the war stories behind those maps, how could he tell it if he was asked to speak?

Jiang Muyin began to strengthen himself with the training intensity of special forces, but that level of training made him almost collapse, and during the two-week assault training, he demanded himself in high-intensity training mode every day and night, and he was tired and fell asleep when he returned to the dormitory every night.

The instructors did not come to him for night assault training, and the daytime training was all in their eyes, and that kind of intensity was already practiced to the death.

He was now able to survive in no man's land on his own with a knife for at least a month, and hiding and camouflaging were also essential skills.

But now he needs to take these more or less injured subordinates behind him out of this snowy mountain, and from time to time he needs to watch out for pursuers who will appear at any time.

War is nothing more than the right time, place, and people, and if all these three conditions are mastered, then this war can basically be said to be won. But so far, only that god of war has been able to grasp the fleeting three elements on the ever-changing battlefield at any time.

Ordinary commanders can only master one element, and more often rely on their own military strength to command a war. The concept of war may be absolute, but in modern times it is no longer the way to win war.

For example, the third on the list of famous generals, General Cyclops Python, he doesn't need any such things as the right time, place and people.

When he commanded a huge group fleet across the starry sky, he said to his students, "Space warfare is changing rapidly, and there is no right time, place, and people, it only depends on who has patience, you and the commander of the opposing side." The only thing you can believe is warplanes and warships, and only they are the winning elements of space war! ”

General Skerr is right, war is just like he said, the right time and place. War is to rely on the strong to bully the weak, pressing into layers of pressure head-on, and finally crushing the enemy army with strong forces.

On the battlefield, there is simply no situation in which a regiment can defeat an armored division by virtue of geographical advantages or natural time. Or is the regimental commander a genius commander, but will the enemy division commander be a fool?

If there is a possibility, then only the Order of the Satchlen can achieve the feat of defeating an armored division head-on with the strength of a regiment.

There is no special reason, just because there are more than 1,600 people in the whole regiment, and the most basic soldiers are all ninth-level fighters.

Jiang Muyin is now facing the battle of life and death for the first time, he counted the existing weapons and equipment, it should be a standard assault rifle and a semi-automatic pistol and two grenades for each person, but after he counted it, it was only half of the estimated number, and after asking those who did not have weapons, he got an answer that drove him crazy.

"Oh, you said those guns, they were too heavy to throw them away."

Jiang Muyin thinks that you should really write down the wartime soldiers' code a hundred times, what is in your head? Anything as important as a firearm can only be discarded if one's own life is threatened and if it is out of the party, and must be destroyed manually...... Have you already fed all the things of such common sense to the dogs!

Jiang Muyin opened the electronic sand table and looked at the topographic map of the Helu Mountains downloaded from Skynet. If you look at the map, they have three paths to take.

The first is the closest straight passage from the mountain from the map, which is only about twenty miles, but along the way, you need to climb over many mountains and sneak through some demon gathering places...... With the wounded still with them, this road can basically be abandoned.

The second road is relatively far, seventy-eight miles is not mentioned, but it can be said to be safe along the way, the risk of attack is petite, and it is possible to find some surviving subordinates when passing through some assembly areas.

The third way, which is basically not true, because it requires at least small transport aircraft to take an empty road.