Chapter 496: Actual Combat Exercise 2
In the dim darkness of the night, a huge camp prostrates on the north bank of the Amazon River, like a jungle panther ready to be devoured.
From time to time, heavily armed soldiers and glare searchlights swept from all corners, announcing to everyone that the place was tightly guarded and inviolable.
After a day of noisy camps, most of the fighters in the camp had already fallen asleep, and Duarte, as the commander of the defending side of the exercise, was a little sleepless.
As a veteran of the European War, he received an order for such an exercise for the first time.
The adjutant next to him was also confused.
"Sir! You said that this naval special tactics research group, a team of about 50 people, is it possible to say that it is not ashamed to raid our headquarters? ”
Duarte looked through the small window of the tent and looked at the dark night outside, the whole person seemed a little uneasy, and after hearing the adjutant's question, he rubbed his eyebrows helplessly and said:
"I don't understand what they're trying to do! My 2,500-strong barracks, 50 of them rushing in, what can they do?
I don't know why, but I always have a feeling that I am not very steady. ”
The adjutant looked at Duarte's appearance, but he looked very new, and he got it with confidence:
"Sir, rest assured! Now that the drill has made it clear that we are defending against their attack, and that they are coming to raid our camp, we can simply set up an ambush and wait for them to come to the door.
Haven't you already quietly arranged the manpower on the outskirts of the camp?
As long as they have moved, we will soon be discovered, and once we have discovered their whereabouts, I do not believe that a party of fifty will be able to escape from our encirclement of two thousand five hundred.
What's more, our task is only to hold the camp without losing it.
I can't think of any chance that we could fail. ”
But Duarte was not as optimistic as his adjutant.
"It's because we both feel impossible that I feel weird!"
At this time, the adjutant said as if he had suddenly thought of something:
"Sir, do you think they are going to rush directly into our camp with strong firepower!
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The last time Fernando de Noronha landed on the islands, wasn't there a completely new assault rifle that was taken out for testing? ”
Duarte shook his head and denied:
"It's impossible, assault rifles are just rifles, not like heavy machine guns, which can completely change the way warfare is done.
No matter how fast their assault rifles fire, can they be faster than so many light and heavy machine guns in our barracks? ”
"Yes! So what is the significance of this exercise? ”
Duarte could not answer the adjutant's question, so he could only sit in the field tent and think to himself, holding a drawing pencil in his hand and rubbing it back and forth. Even the tip of the pencil has been rubbed by him, and Cheng Guangwa is unaware.
The camp was silent for five minutes, and neither of them thought of any useful clues.
Finally, Duarte looked at the night outside the window, got up helplessly, and said:
"I'll go around the camp again and make sure that all the light and dark posts are in good order. You go and inform the other battalion commanders and let everyone be ready for battle at any time. ”
When the adjutant heard this, he hurriedly stood up and saluted:
"Yes, sir!"
With that, he turned and left.
Duarte also picked up the steel helmet on the table, lifted the tent and walked out. Accompanied by the guards, he walked around the huge camp to make sure that nothing was missed before returning to his tent to rest.
Time passed slowly, and the clock unconsciously came to four o'clock in the morning, and in several hidden corners of the northwest corner of the barracks, several black shadows suddenly appeared silently behind a few sentries, only a few short muffled snorts were heard, and everything quickly returned to calm.
A soldier in charge of guarding only felt that his mouth was covered by a strong hand, a cold touch came from his neck, and a deep voice sounded in his ears:
"Tom, you're dead, please follow the rules of the exercise."
This voice Tom was very familiar with, it was his original squad leader, Rez Vazquez, and he knew that the other party had been selected for this Navy Special Tactics Research Group.
But what puzzled him was that as a sentry in this direction, he was very sure that he had been very serious about sentry, and he didn't even blink an eyelid.
There is absolutely no other party in the position where he is standing, but why did he suddenly appear behind him? This puzzled him.
He understood that he was out of this exercise, so he was very obedient and did not make any noise.
But he was curious as to how Rez Vázquez had appeared behind him, and by the faint moonlight, Tom saw a moving bush, rapidly melting into the darkness of the night.
If it weren't for the warning in his ears just now, and the cold touch on his neck, it was too real, and he almost thought that he was hallucinating.
A lump of bushes came to life, and if I remember correctly, this bush was already by my side when I took over this post.
This reminded him of some not-so-scientific scary legends in his hometown, and his body shivered for no reason.
Rez Vázquez didn't have time to consider Tom's feelings, and he was approaching the barbed wire fence quickly and stealthily.
In less than five minutes, he arrived at the predetermined location, raised his wrist and looked at his watch, making sure that the time was just right, and he used his mouth to make a sound similar to that of a jungle frog.
Soon, there were several responses from around, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, understanding that everyone was in place.
Glancing up at the distance of the searchlight and the situation on the tall barbed wire, he took out a small wire cutter from his back, Kakaka, and in less than ten strokes, he made a gap in the barbed wire that could allow one person to pass.
When the searchlight was gone, he looked in the direction of the patrol, made sure it was safe, and with a muffled insect sound, he took off his camouflage, quickly passed through the gap, and held the barbed wire fence to facilitate the passage of the fighters in the rear.
Soon everyone quietly rushed in, and Rez Vazquez quickly got up after restoring the barbed wire, and joined the patrol with everyone in a neat line.
It's just that no one noticed that there was an extra squad in the patrol.
Checking passwords with other patrol teams decently doesn't show anything out of the ordinary.
However, the patrol route of this patrol team does not seem to be fixed, and it approaches the core area of the camp step by step, until it passes by a large camp tent, and the patrol team quietly disappears into the camp.
About ten minutes later, fierce gunfire suddenly sounded outside the east gate of the camp, and the entire military camp was instantly awakened.
Duarte, who felt that he had just fallen asleep, sat up from the camp bed, quickly put on his clothes, pinned his pistol to his waist from under his pillow, and rushed out of the camp.
Glancing in the direction of the firefight, the nervous expression on his face finally relaxed. All fear comes from the unknown, and as long as the battle starts, he is no longer worried.
But what he didn't notice was that the guards standing guard at the door of his tent were gone.
Of course, at this moment, he didn't care about these little things, and walked quickly to a big tent in the camp, which was where his exercise headquarters was located.
Disheveled officers were constantly coming and going around the tent, and the radio and walkie-talkie equipment inside had already begun to work.
Duarte, who had just lifted the curtain and walked into the command center, saw an officer walk up to him quickly, stand up and salute:
"Sir, the enemy launched an attack from the east gate, the firepower is very fierce, the company on guard in the perimeter of our army has already exchanged fire with the other party, and the commander of the front-line company has just asked us for help."
Hearing this, Duarte nodded calmly and said:
"Calling for help so quickly, is he a waste? He was ordered to hold his position, and without an order, it was absolutely not allowed to take a step back. At the same time, let the companies on alert in other directions pay attention to the enemy's movements, and be careful of the enemy's voices. ”
When the officer heard this, he hurriedly stood up and saluted:
"Yes, sir!"
The officer did not leave immediately, but took a closer look at Duarte's neck with some suspicion by the light in the tent, and there seemed to be a large black stain.
Lieutenant Colonel Duarte noticed the officer's strange expression and said dissatisfiedly:
"What are you doing here, go and deliver the order."
Hearing this, the officer said with some puzzlement:
"Sir, your neck ......."
Duarte was stunned when he heard this, reached out and touched it, felt a trace of unusual stickiness, opened his palm and looked at it under the light, and secretly said in his heart that it was not good.
At this moment, several muffled "bangs" suddenly came from all corners of the entire command headquarters, and then the entire command headquarters was engulfed in thick smoke.
Before the officers could understand what was going on, they choked on the smoke and fled from the headquarters.
At this time, the special team led by Rez Vazquez took advantage of the chaos in the command headquarters and directly followed the soldiers in the barracks and ran towards the east gate of the barracks, where the fire was being exchanged.
After running out of the barracks, everyone turned around again and disappeared into the night.
The exchange of fire outside the East Gate also stopped very abruptly after lasting less than half an hour, and it was not discovered until the defensive company, which had been pressed and beaten, rushed out of the trench and felt the enemy's attack position.
The enemy has lost sight.
When the company commander outside Dongdaemun informed the command of the situation here, he was told that the exercise had ended, the headquarters had been destroyed by the enemy, and all the commanders, including Lieutenant Colonel Duarte, had been completely eliminated by the enemy.
This not only made the company commander inexplicable, but even Duarte, who was standing outside the headquarters and looking at the headquarters engulfed in colored smoke, was a little dazed.
This was completely different from the confrontation he expected, and he only reacted to the black stickiness on his hands, it turned out that he had been beheaded by the enemy long before he was awakened by the sound of firefighting.
And he didn't even know what was going on.
It wasn't until he was notified by the director's department that the corpses, who could resume their freedom of movement normally, crawled out of various hidden corners that he had a rough guess.
"Are you saying that you were wiped from behind before you could understand what was going on?"
Duarte asked in disbelief as he looked at the two guards who were supposed to be standing guard outside his tent.
The two guards were also veterans, their faces were red at the moment, they unconsciously touched the black mark on their necks, and lowered their heads in shame.
Duarte's face turned blue when he saw this, and his eyes swept over the faces of the people around him, and he didn't see any fighters from the Special Tactics Research Group.
This made him really difficult to accept, and said in a calm voice:
"Does anyone know where they are now?"
When everyone heard this, they all shook their heads blankly.
At this moment, Duarte lowered his head with a dejected face, and said faintly in a voice that everyone could hear:
"That is to say, our command was taken away, and my commander was killed, but we didn't even feel the shadow of the enemy. Is that so? ”
Everyone in the entire command was silent, and no one dared to answer Duarte's question head-on.
In fact, Duarte doesn't need to ask, he also understands what the answer is! But he really couldn't accept the result.