Comrade, Your Ingredients Are Too Complicated Chapter 470

The green light turns on, the indicator bell rings, and the high-altitude blind landing officially begins!

“Follow me!”

The mobilization was over, and Xing Zhiguo, who was closest to the hatch, took a deep breath. He took the lead and jumped out of the C-54 Air Dominator transport aircraft without any hesitation.

At an altitude of five thousand meters, the word "bitter" is no longer enough to describe the coldness all around me.

The feeling of instant lack of oxygen is even more dizzying.

In such a scene, if it were an ordinary infantryman with poor psychological quality, he might become confused the moment he jumped out of the hatch.

However, for Xing Zhiguo, who has many actual combat experiences, the above situation is completely within his control.

With the howling wind in my ears, the vast clouds were peeled away bit by bit in my field of vision, and the green mountains and trees below gradually became clear.

Based on past experience and the formulas related to free fall that he was familiar with for a long time, Lao Xing quickly calculated in his mind the best time to open the umbrella.

"Bang!"

Five seconds later, a large white umbrella bloomed in the sky, and then slowly floated to the ground.

In order to prevent an accident from happening, the experienced Xing Zhiguo controlled the angle of landing and was ready to draw the paratrooper's dagger from his waist.

If you are unlucky or something goes wrong with the intended landing point, you can use it to cut the paracord immediately and try to save yourself.

Facts have proven that opportunities always come to those who are prepared.

Thanks to his hard training on weekdays, Lao Xing did not suffer any fatal injuries in general except for a slight scratch on his left leg when he hit a rock during this high-altitude blind landing.

Just when he finished burying his parachute on the spot, he was ready to set off to find the soldiers who were acting together. Many familiar figures, from far to near, converged in the direction where they were.

"Deputy Brigadier, I finally found you! You weren't hurt, were you?"

"I'm fine, don't worry."

Considering that the large army was still waiting for news about him, Xing Zhiguo exchanged a few brief greetings with his comrades and then entered the mission state. He stood up holding on to the stone beside him, looked around and ordered:

"Second squad leader, take your squad's soldiers to gather the troops and ask them to gather here. We must find the correspondent first. The sooner we can restore communication with the brigade command center, the better."

"First platoon leader, all the remaining comrades will be under your command. Hurry up and organize manpower to survey the surrounding terrain, try to find a flat area with suitable conditions, and guide the main force of our brigade to complete the airborne landing as soon as possible."

"Everyone, be fast. The Japs may be raiding the mountainous areas. If they are discovered by the enemy or alert to them, the next actions will be in trouble!"

"Yes! Promise to complete the mission!"

After receiving clear instructions, the soldiers set off immediately. Xing Zhiguo, on the other hand, led several injured people with limited mobility and stayed at the assembly point as an operational reserve team.

Looking at this lush tropical rainforest, more than 20 young men from the north showed expressions of excitement and eagerness to try.

Their bodies seemed to automatically ignore the hot and humid air here. They wiped the sweat from their foreheads without caring and said with high spirits:

"Platoon commander, give me the order. Should we follow the old rules or use other investigation methods?"

Since most of the missions received by the 1st Marine Brigade are to fight alone behind enemy lines, almost every paratrooper has mastered superb reconnaissance techniques.

The current task of analyzing the paths and traversability of follow-up actions, as well as collecting road conditions and landform information, is even more of a specialty for soldiers.

After hearing everyone's inquiries, the platoon leader immediately integrated the terrain and personnel, and planned several fan-shaped reconnaissance routes centered on the assembly point. These paths partially overlap to ensure coverage of every critical node in the surrounding environment.

"Next, we will conduct a joint operation with the investigation team and the vigilance team. The former is in the light and the latter is in the dark, each performing its own duties. Each group of three people will quickly search a designated area with a radius of five kilometers."

"If we meet local residents, we should communicate with them as much as possible and try to get the people to give us directions. It is best to contact Secretary Feng's independent team directly."

"If you encounter a Japanese enemy, you must report to me as soon as possible using a portable communicator. We do not carry heavy weapons, and the security team should not expose the target easily unless they are absolutely sure."

"clear!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a burst of gunfire suddenly came from about three kilometers to the southwest.

Although the gunfire was very messy, the comrades who had been on the battlefield could still hear the shooting sounds of Mas-36, Type 99 rifle, two types of submachine guns and crooked light machine guns.

Upon seeing this, the expressions of everyone present changed, and they immediately turned their attention to their platoon leader.

"Damn it, it's the sound of Type 99 rifles and MP34 submachine guns. Our people must be at war with the Japanese Marine Corps."

"Everyone is here! Follow me! Go support the third squad leader and the others!"

If a platoon leader makes the decision to go ahead, he has a good reason.

First of all, through the sound of gunfire just now, he estimated that the enemy's strength would not exceed a full squad at most. Moreover, the combat effectiveness of the Marine Corps in this book is notoriously poor.

These combat units, made up of temporary sailors, not only had little experience in land warfare and lacked heavy weapons, but their overall strength was at most equal to the subordinate units of the Japanese Army's C Division.

On the other hand, the soldiers of the 1st Marine Brigade were elites carefully selected from the entire army.

With the quality of their individual soldiers, even if they are at a disadvantage in terms of firepower and numbers, they can still properly handle the battle at hand.

After hearing the order from their platoon leader, more than 20 soldiers immediately started running wildly. Everyone went to full speed and reached the edge of the combat zone in the shortest possible time.

Sure enough, after arriving at the target area, the platoon leader keenly discovered that the Japanese were only fighting based on their superiority in numbers and firepower.

The specific details of its deployment are difficult to describe, especially the two wings and rear of the battlefield. It can be described as an empty door.

This kind of one-word long snake formation that is deeply loved by General Pig, once it is attacked from the front and back, it will become a joke with a rat head and a snake tail being beaten everywhere.

After seeing through the current situation at a glance, the platoon leader decisively ordered:

"Don't worry about the front for the time being. With the large number of natural bunkers, it won't be a problem for the Third Squad Leader and the others to hold on for another ten minutes. Let's just go around from the side and let the devils use the black tiger to take out the heart!"

"good!"

Just as the support troops were formulating a plan, a beautiful scene that the soldiers would never forget was suddenly staged.

I saw a strong man carrying an unknown object on his back. With the cover of the terrain, the sound of gunfire and the light of explosions, he reached the flank of the Japanese attack direction with a strong body.

Next?

Naturally, it's chargrilled Japanese pork belly.

The forty-meter-long battlefield fire dragon completely burned through the psychological defense of the Japanese Marine Corps. (End of chapter)

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