Buxton touched his slippery head and said with a smile: "Young Master, does this mean that the family has recognized your value?" ”

"It's still early, we have to win a win before we can talk about anything else." Hilde stood in the wind, countless helicopters overhead, rolling up a large area of wind and waves, his coat hunting, and the whole person stood on the top of a reef with his hands behind his back, staring at the sea and sky. His hands clenched into fists slightly, full of ambition.

"My father contributed a lot to this meeting, and the family also let some of the profits out, so that it was unanimously approved by the Habsburg internal meeting." Hilde grinned slightly helplessly, "Of course, my father-in-law contributed the most, and he put all the future of his family on me. Here's the credit of Corinna (Hilde's wife). ”

"Look, Buxton, I'll let everyone know they didn't make the wrong bet this time. I will give back tenfold and hundredfold so that they can witness the rise of an era. ”

There was applause from below, and Buxton applauded emotionally, just because he was the only one on his side, and he looked a little sparse.

"Such a lineup, to be honest, I don't think there is any camp that can resist the footsteps of the young master, the rescue will not work, the forces behind them can, but once they make a move, they will be exposed. Those who can't follow the rules they set for themselves will have no need to fight. From this point of view, this game is won by the young master. Buxton smuttered.

"You, come less, Flim Flam." Hilde smiled usefully, "At this scale, it's too early to say that you will win." It's just an obsolete aircraft carrier, except for helping to transport supplies, it can play a limited role, and it's not a whole aircraft carrier fleet, the family doesn't have this big money to give me this newcomer, believe it or not, I don't have enough qualifications. ”

"To be honest, it's just a matter of bringing the two sides to the same level now. I estimate that the rescue committee still has a backhand, but I don't allow them to burn the battle line out of the Zavrol area, the plain area between Jingjiang and Zavrol is very good, everyone can just let go and fight here. ”

He immediately smiled, "To develop, a stable environment is necessary, within the family, cousins and cousins also need some overseas territories, they have resources, equipment, talents, it's good." ”

Turning his head to look at Buxton, he continued: "We will divide the nearby land into three or six or nine according to the resource storage and geographical location, and then sit on the land and sell it to those relatives. You see, the military problem has been solved, the family problem has been solved, and there are still people to help us mine, process, and make finished products; A virtuous circle of business ecosystem has been established. ”

Then he sighed dejectedly, "These plans are still early, and we should focus on the present." ”

Buxton was full of confidence, "It's not too early, it can be arranged at the right time, and the rescue will not be far from destruction." ”

"Haha, Buxton, you're wrong, I'm not going to defeat the Rescue Society, have you ever heard of the idiom of raising a coward with self-respect? Without the enemy of the Salvation Society, they will still cultivate the Salvation Society of the West and the Salvation of the East, which is too troublesome, since the enemy is already familiar with it, then don't change it. And if the outside is stable, my cousins who have emigrated will have to fight in the nest, which is not good, but will run counter to my original purpose. ”

"What the young master said is that the old slave wrote it down." Buxton humbly replied.

"There is no movement on the east and west lines of the rescue society." Heald asked.

"Why is there no movement, every day the artillery washes the ground, and the bombers plow the city." Buxton shook his head with a wry smile, "The family mercenaries have been whining several times. ”

"There's no way," Hilde spread his hands, "we don't have planes, and we only have a handful of artillery, and although the individual equipment and nano carriers are far superior to each other, the local battle is still a little stretched." ”

"Now it's okay, with this batch of military aid, I can finally let go of my hands and feet."

.......

It was late afternoon.

The previously silent town suddenly came to life, and laughter was everywhere inside and outside the camp.

A group of sailors, pilots, gunners and mercenaries who followed the aircraft carrier ate barbecue and drank cold beer around the campfire. Someone from a nearby settlement came in a pickup truck, and the body was full of women wearing heavy makeup, who had come to make extra money. There were also those who came on foot, and it could be seen that they were all carefully dressed, wearing naked clothes, scratching their heads one by one. It's just that most of them are due to lack of nutrition and heavy labor, so that girls who are only teenagers look a little too mature, their skin is rough and dark, and the eyes that should be smart at this age also reveal a thick twilight.

However, for seafarers who soak in the sea all year round, it does not seem picky. And most of the action is rough, ferocious, with a ruthless sense of ravage.

Most of the men who came to sell their women did not seem distressed or angry when they smelled the oppression or pain wailing in the tents, but relied on the real money in their hands to count the real money in their hands, and the soldiers who could not afford to pay would use bullets or discarded firearms instead of prostitution.

A girl on a motorbike barged into the camp and peddled herself under the naked gaze of a group of GIs, she took off her somewhat worn camisole, revealing a faint trace of majesty inside. Several newcomers had their eyes straightened, and their throats couldn't stop emitting a rough tone of snorting.

The girl stretched out her hand, took a few bills from their pockets in turn, and threw herself on the table, and soon four or five men gathered around.

The lively atmosphere continued to spread to the surrounding area, except for one corner that was a little silent.

Leather military boots trampled on the ground, and the voice was busy with seriousness and neatness. The clatter, the sound of disassembling the gun and loading the bullet was exceptionally crisp.

Hield held his hat in one hand, braving the tide and struggling to stand, as did Buxton. It's not that it's windy at night, it's that the rotorcraft dances and rolls up gusts, and wave after wave rushes over wave after wave.

Two Apaches, two Chinooks, and a flint were slowly activated, and on them were soldiers in full gear and armed arms, as many as one hundred and fifty men.

The transport helicopter was crammed to the brim, and it was supposed to have exceeded the predetermined load, but the hard-working Chinook didn't mind overloading.

This group of soldiers is not only well-trained special operations personnel, but also mixed with a large number of nano carriers, and the lineup can be called luxurious.

The lead officer stepped off the plane, trotted over, and gave Heard a warm hug.

"Dad's gift to you," the officer pointed back, "150 family special operations elites, including twenty C-level Heroic Spirits (Nano Carriers) and seven B-level Heroic Spirits, which is enough to wipe out two reinforced brigades with average equipment." ”

"Lovegood," Hilde's eyes reddened.

"Okay, don't mother-in-law, I'm going to war, waiting for my good news." The officer smiled haughtily, his name was Lovegood, he was the elder brother of Hilde's wife, and he was also Hilde's eldest brother.

"Be careful, they have two thousand." Hilde cares.

"Native chickens and dogs, even if you add two thousand, I will kill them." Lovegood waved his hand as if the soldiers of the Rescue Society were just a pile of crockpots in front of him, chopping melons and chopping vegetables.

He has such a proud capital, and his nano rating is A.

The five helicopters rose vertically, soaring upward, hidden in the thick of the night, except for the tail signal lights, which flickered dimly under the rolling clouds.

Hilde watched silently until the other man was out of sight, completely out of sight.

"There's no fighting in the middle," Heard said suddenly, abruptly.

"It's a matter of concern." Buxton nodded.

"May they return safely and triumphantly." "After all," said Heard, "there are 2,000 people, and even if there are 2,000 pigs, it will take a lot of effort to kill them." Damn, how could there be so many people in the rescue, God knows where they gathered so many soldiers from. ”

Buxton felt the same way, and he wondered if the three directions, with a total of more than 7,000 armed men, were all well-trained regular soldiers, not random teams. Young Master Harris's intelligence said that the rescue meeting was just a slightly larger armed organization in Jingjiang, with a population of 10,000 and 2,000 soldiers, but during the siege of Jingjiang, the other party suddenly appeared with nearly 3,000 armed forces, which disrupted the deployment of Young Master Harris at once, and almost wiped out their gang, and later assessed that the other party may have more than 5,000 troops, which is a conclusion drawn by counting the total population near Jingjiang, but this conclusion was slapped in the face by reality, damn, where did they get so many troops. These troops all came out of a horn.

This is an unsolved mystery that has always puzzled Buxton's staff team.

.........

The night is sultry and the moonlight is dim.

An Ah-6 Birdie helicopter soars along the undulating mountains, a low-altitude flight that is dangerous and can kill people if you are not careful, but the pilot shows his ability to control beyond ordinary people, almost gliding close to the end of the treetops.

The Bird helicopter is coated with stealth materials, which greatly reduces the possibility of being detected by radar, and on each side of the landing gear are several special combat team members, dark black combat suits, semi-enclosed helmets, and four-eye infrared night vision devices. Holding on to the automatic rifle, his eyes scurry around him.

On the mountainous terrain 35 kilometers from Zavrol, the Little Bird helicopter slowly landed, and five special combat personnel fell one after another, armed with guns on guard, and dispersed martial law with standard tactical maneuvers, forming a circle around the helicopter.

"I can only send you here, in the future, it is easy to be detected by the other party's radar." The driver said through the headset in a suppressed voice.

The leader nodded, patted the outer wall of the cabin, and motioned for the other party to return.

The pilot helped drop a large bag of tactical equipment off the plane, and then flew away, gradually disappearing into the sky.

The special operations captain took out a night blind flashlight, which emitted not bright light, but invisible light, and only a four-eye night vision device could receive this invisible light.

He spread out a map on the grass, flashed his flashlight upward, took out a red pen and drew a small red dot on it, "We are here, the target is here, and in the middle is a rough downhill road, along which there are low woods, meadows and lakes, and there may be hidden sentinels and patrols in ambush, so you need to pay attention to covert actions." Also, stay safe at night and keep up with the team so you don't get left behind. In terms of time, we are in a bit of a hurry, so we need to speed up, do you understand? ”

The team nodded.

"Okay, action." The captain put his middle and index fingers together and nodded forward, and the team members stood up in turn and walked forward.

The five-man squad was well-armed and had a clear division of labor, with an assault officer clearing the way and using a mountain opener to clear a path for only one person, followed by a fire support hand and a captain who served as an accurate shooter, and two soldiers behind, one carrying a heavy backpack and wearing exoskeleton equipment, looking at the posture, it seemed to be used to lighten the load of transportation. The other carried a launcher on his back, the metal canister was more than half a person high, and the silver-gold ferrule and the multi-purpose computer hanger folded on one side showed that the launcher was expensive.