Chapter 138: Plans Are Always Beautiful!

No matter what country they are in, paratroopers are out-and-out elites, especially in a small country like Portugal, not to mention, because paratroopers are not like the army leaders, who can pull a large handful of ropes in a circle of the village, and then train or not train the starting pistol to be sent to the war zone to fill in the line.

Every paratrooper is very strict in the selection alone, because their combat method is parachuting, so there are a lot of prerequisites, such as what is not afraid of heights, not airsickness, in addition, it cannot be red-green color blindness, because it depends on the indicator light.

After the selection of paratroopers, it is necessary to conduct all kinds of land combat training for these qualified people, and after the land combat training, there is also parachute training, and this is the bulk of the cost, transport planes, parachutes, all say that pilots are smashed out of gold, in fact, paratroopers are not bad, but it is just a matter of more and less quantity.

And the same is true of the paratroopers of the Portuguese army, compared to their army colleagues, these paratroopers can be described as model workers, because no matter what the situation, they are the first to be dispatched!

When the army was still on their way to the combat area, the paratroopers had already begun to fight from the sky, so the garrison commander was full of confidence in the reinforcements of the paratroopers, after all, these sturdy men in berets knew at a glance that they could fight ten or even nine times better than their own men with rice buckets.

In this case, his previous battle plan could also be changed slightly, and the cost of hundreds of people running hundreds of kilometers was not small, so he decided to cut half of the infantry company that was originally going to be dispatched, and he didn't even bring towed artillery, after all, in the eyes of the commander, the guerrillas' weak firepower used artillery was meaningless.

Since you don't need to bring artillery, you don't need to bring much medical and medical supplies, this raid must have been a light armed parade, and the village is like a dilapidated house, and it only needs to be kicked lightly by yourself to turn it into ruins!

It's not that the commander underestimates the enemy, in fact, he has done a lot of homework against Zabi, and even he has caught a few unlucky guerrillas who were lost before, these unlucky people who can't even tell the difference between the southeast and the northwest naturally can't get too many useful things in their mouths, but it doesn't matter, after all, intelligence is to summarize the information they have collected.

Therefore, after doing enough research on Zabi's team, the garrison commander was convinced that the other party was just a little clever bastard, and he might not be able to defeat the other party, but if he came hard, he would lose!

After everything was ready, the commander of the garrison immediately confidently took his men and slaughtered Zabi's hometown.

Zeyo is one of the few large villages in Angola, because the land here is fertile and can support a large population, and the village is on the edge of the forest, the construction of the village is much better, there are few thatched houses, and the main body of the village is mostly large block houses made of mud and wood, it can be said that if there is no war, it is not impossible for this place to develop into a resort in the future.

Before the raid by the Portuguese army, Zabi carried out a forced evacuation of the entire village according to Shepard's order, and everyone was moved to other places, at first the young men in the village wanted to stay and help the guerrillas, but they were also forcibly relocated, Shepard was not confident that he could hold the village, so in order to prevent the civilians from suffering unjustly, it was better to let them stay as far away as possible.

After the villagers left, the guerrillas led by Zabi were stationed in the village, and if the Portuguese army had not started a propaganda offensive with great fanfare, but had raided the village directly, then they could have dealt a blow to Zabi's current prestige through a successful raid, but now, the multi-day propaganda has given Zabi more time to stock up on ammunition.

As the sun rose, a company of paratroopers and an infantry company arrived on the outskirts of Zeyo and began to prepare for battle.

Although the Portuguese army was not a continental power, the regular army naturally had its own statutes, and the garrison commander entrusted the responsibility of the attack to the most elite paratroopers, allowing them to attack from the southern side of the village near the forest, while his infantry defended in three other directions, of which the western side of the village with the flattest terrain was deliberately vacated by the commander with a gap hundreds of meters wide.

This is a typical siege tactic, which is very suitable for clearing out the guerrillas, because the guerrillas are no match for the paratroopers at all because of the close firefights, and they are often pressed out of their defensive areas by the elite paratroopers little by little, and then forced into the deliberately left gap, and then the infantry units lying in ambush can kill the unlucky ones without cover like turkeys.

And the paratrooper commander did not have the slightest objection to this, after all, they were here to do this, and after receiving the order, he divided the village according to its size, like a cake, which was divided into four pieces in order of falling from left to right and from top to bottom.

Then he divided his four platoons into two groups, in which each two platoons were responsible for a plot area, one of the platoons was the main attack, and the other platoon was clearing, and after conquering and sweeping the two areas of AB, the two platoons would rotate and then begin to attack the two areas of the CD.

According to the pre-war intelligence summary, the paratrooper commander was very sure that his men could solve the battle within two hours, after all, the intelligence also said that more than half of the people on the other side were new soldiers, and there were few veterans who could be used.

So the paratrooper commander even teased his platoon commander.

"If we move quickly, we can even make it to lunch at the base, and I can't wait for a cold beer!"

The platoon commanders were equally optimistic, and the countless battles they had experienced seemed to them to be nothing more than a boring repetition.

Then the time came to 0940, and after a brief breakfast, the paratroopers in camouflage uniforms and berets began to attack according to the predetermined plan.

Although extremely optimistic about the situation of the battle, the Portuguese paratroopers did not slack off in their attack, and they quickly approached the south side of the village according to strict squad tactics.

One of the squad leaders stopped at the edge of the forest, and then he hid in the shadows of the trees and scanned the quiet village vigilantly, he was sure that there was an enemy in front of him, but there was no human figure in sight of the earthy yellow mud walls as far as he could see.

"Am I feeling wrong?"

The squad leader hesitated for a few seconds before giving the order to move on, and then a soldier hunched over him, and as he was about to move forward, a gunshot rang out from the village.