The operating room door opened and closed, closed and opened again, until it was completely bright.
Thanks to the rebel artillery's far below-average accuracy, and thanks to the incredible speed of the concentrated fire defense's counterattack.
Sasu left at least 20 shells for each gun, but Xia Yu abruptly interrupted the bombardment in the fifth round, firing no more than 100 high-explosive shells of both calibers in total.
This directly reduced the casualties of the Busa Mixed Brigade by more than half, and now only eighty or ninety wounded, both light and serious, have been taken to the hospital.
"Calling Mole, this is Weasel. Have you tallied the death toll yet?"
The last two seriously injured patients were wheeled into the operating room. Xia Yu confirmed that a total of 11 people had died at the hospital, none of whom made it to the operating room. So he used the radio to call Kuhn to get a preliminary count of the casualties.
"Mole received: 74 bodies were found at the camp. After counting the number of people still alive, 23 people are suspected to be missing."
Kuhn replied shortly afterward.
The probability of him disappearing at this time being desertion is relatively low; it is more likely that he was located in the center of the shell's impact point and was simply killed.
Carbon-based organisms are equally powerless against 122mm and 152mm shells, so the casualties from this shelling attack were 108 dead, 124 lightly or seriously wounded, and 232 combat casualties.
The number of rebel artillery units that were wiped out was certainly not that many, but that's not how the accounts are calculated.
Concentrate fire on defense, or in other words, if the Yellow Weasel crew is not at the camp, let the enemy artillery fire all their shells.
Even if only half of the shells landed in the camp, the mixed brigade of 2,000 men would still suffer a conservative estimate of 300 to 500 casualties.
With a casualty rate of nearly 30%, even including non-combatants, the loss of offensive capability is certain for a long period of time.
Xia Yu thought this must be Sasu's tactic!
They traded blows to buy themselves a chance to regroup, so they could replenish their ranks and procure weapons and equipment.
Afica, in this land of high birth and high death rates, has plenty of potential recruits.
In addition, since this is a border region, if we can't recruit local people, we can recruit foreigners.
Unfortunately, the main force in this rainforest clearing operation was never a mixed brigade, but rather a concentrated fire defense unit mixed in with it.
The rebels' "reckless" actions successfully infuriated Xia Yu.
You're still recovering; we'll end things this week.
Luck was on their side. The rockets in the Massar rocket artillery battalion's ammunition depot were dismantled in time, and only one of the seven small ammunition depots was affected by the artillery fire. However, because the fortifications were dug deep enough, the stored rockets did not explode and cause secondary damage.
Launching eight hundred rockets in one go was enough to give the rebels a run for their money, even with their numerous camps and scattered personnel.
"Gurgle~ gurgle~~"
After working for most of the night, and with breakfast time approaching, Xia Yu's stomach started growling uncontrollably.
Domi and Sergei each had two portions of individual rations in their backpacks, enough for all four of them to have a bite, but the blue-helmeted guy next door brought them steamed buns and oatmeal porridge.
That's great. The mixed-arms blue helmet troops also have mixed-arms meals, but steamed buns are still the best.
Xia Yu and the others were having breakfast when the last surgery was finished. Liv dragged her tired steps out, her specially cut chestnut hair glistening with sweat.
Hans quickly stepped forward, handed over an extra portion of steamed buns that he had specially taken, and spoke in German in a language that Xia Yu couldn't understand.
Damn it, speak to me in French!
Xia Yu suddenly felt that since the company had so many foreign employees, they should at least learn a few words of German.
Add Arabic to your charging list!
He silently made a mental note of it and realized that doing small business abroad seemed even more tiring than when he was in school.
All I can say is that no one pays you to go to school, and money is what can best unleash a person's potential!
"Take this for self-defense; Afika is too dangerous."
Seeing that his younger sister had obediently finished eating the buns, Hans took out the Glock 43 that Xia Yu had given him.
“I’m a doctor, I don’t need a gun.”
Liv shook her head and refused.
To onlookers, however, her refusal seemed somewhat difficult, as if she had looked at him several times before reluctantly turning down the offer.
There's a problem; there's a problem with Hans's sister.
"Take it. All the military doctors I've met are armed. Protecting yourself is also protecting your colleagues and patients."
After spending a lot of time with Xia Yu, Hans's tongue isn't as clumsy as it used to be; that's what happens when you're around someone who's been around them.
"Okay, I did it to protect them."
Seemingly having found an excuse, Liv accepted the small and exquisite Glock 43.
She was the kind of person who preferred military uniforms to dresses, but her father's unexpected death made her suppress her personality, which was one of the reasons she chose to study medicine and become a doctor.
Holding the gun in my hand, it felt like that feeling was back.
Possessing a sharp weapon naturally breeds murderous intent.
Although her grandmother's Russian genes improved the appearance of the women in the family, they were still capable of being dragoons for men at heart, which is why she dared to come to Afica and to the front lines of the conflict.
"Don't worry, our boss is amazing. He can take down the rebels in at the latest... at the latest, half a month."
Hans moved out of Xia Island.
Having suffered such a severe blow, he wasn't sure if the mixed brigade could still coordinate with them to launch an offensive.
"Is that so? But aren't you a pSc engineer? How did you get involved in pMC?"
Liv glanced at Xia Yu, then turned to ask her brother, which was exactly what she was wondering about.
Unlike PMC (private military contractor), PSC (private security companies) are private security companies.
Their primary responsibility is to protect the safety of employers and their businesses; they are unlikely to take the initiative in such situations.
Hans's mine in Gineya produces pSc. As long as the company doesn't withdraw, they stay at the mine and don't move. Unlike after joining the Firepower Defense, they're constantly running around Afica and have even been to Europe a few times.
"I've made a lot of money! Do you know how much I've saved in the past six months? Almost $700,000!"
Although she wasn't particularly concerned about money, Liv was still somewhat surprised by the figure.
In that country, a highly skilled attending physician who opens a clinic would only earn two or three hundred thousand euros a year, and would still have to pay high taxes. Her brother, on the other hand, earns over a million US dollars a year.
"That can't be right! Even risking your life shouldn't earn you this much!"
Liv couldn't help but glance at Xia Yu again.
This company doesn't seem stupid. Why pay its employees such high salaries? Aren't they afraid the company will go bankrupt?
Seeing the girl turn around and look at him again, Xia Yu gave her a polite smile.
If he could read minds, his smile might be awkward!
Girl, you might think I'm losing out, but you can't even imagine how much I'm gaining.
“Brother, I’m a technical employee. Of course, our company’s combat employees also earn a lot. Our boss is a great guy who’s always been committed to bringing peace to the region through force, so making money is secondary.”
Hans put it nicely, but their company's business model is indeed quite different from other companies.
"I have to go back to camp now. I'll come see you again when I have time. Go and get some rest!"
After chatting for a while, Hans noticed Liv yawning and said with concern.
What's done is done, and there's no point in trying to persuade his sister to return to Europe, so he might as well spend more time traveling around here.
It's time to go back. Xiao Anka is out of danger after his surgery, and his people have come from the camp to take care of him. Xia Yu still has to go back and clean up the mess.
"Whoosh~ Whoosh~~"
Watching the Mi-24V take off, Liv, who had just returned to her room to take a nap, was a little curious. Wasn't her brother an armored soldier? When did he learn to fly a helicopter?
No, he wouldn't, but as an all-around gunner, Hans has a place in attack helicopters, two-seater fighter jets, and even warships.
"Mole, how's it going?"
As soon as Xia Yu got off the plane and entered the tent, he drank a cup of cold coffee and asked Kuhn a question.
Now is not the time to sleep. He has to check the personnel loss statistics and the equipment losses of the mixed brigade and the concentrated fire defense.
"It's alright, all four BM-21 rocket launchers of the Massar rocket artillery battalion are intact, but the Anka mechanized infantry battalion lost two BTR-82S tanks, two excavators, and one 8x8 heavy truck..."
Kuhn reported a series of losses. The Anka Mechanized Infantry Battalion's BTR-82S bombers suffered heavy losses during the artillery bombardment because they failed to park in the semi-underground bunkers and had limited defensive capabilities, as several shells landed close together.
"This is war. Even if you are well prepared, your equipment may be destroyed by the enemy before you can even engage in battle."
Xia Yu said with emotion.
Because of his expertise in navigating the situation, the company's assets were almost entirely preserved. However, after he took off, during what was either the fourth or fifth round of shelling, a 122mm high-explosive shell landed near the Mi-24V's parking spot.
If it doesn't take off in time, even if the old doe isn't destroyed, it will still need major repairs and will be unusable in the battle against the rebels.
That's how it was with Panaka; it wasn't until later, when they fought the White Hat branch, that they brought it out.
We were lucky this time; we avoided it in advance and saved ourselves trouble.
As for the more vulnerable little antelope, Xia Yu would fold up the rotor and put it in a semi-underground bunker when not in use, so the artillery could not damage it in the slightest.
"Once we finish off the rebels, it will take at least a year or two for the Anka mechanized infantry battalion to recover to its peak condition. The casualty list includes three vehicle crews and two mechanized infantry squads!"
Kuhn was not in a good mood at the moment, as all the dead and injured were his own students.
Crucially, two of the three crews were Marder crews, and one of them even drove a Marder S30.
"There's no way around it. The high-value units are full of high-value targets. Fortunately, the other opposition forces are not a threat. There won't be any rebels like Sassou in the next seven or eight years. They have enough time to recover."
Almost a year has passed, and Xia Yu has made some achievements in restoring a country's public peace.
"That's right. But while we're running the museum well, we also need to expand outwards and develop new businesses."
As a senior executive, Kuhn was more aware of the company's development plans than other employees.
"During this period, we also need to learn and improve, recruit more people, and expand the company's scale."
Xia Yu then discussed the upcoming arrangements.
“The crew isn’t in a rush, but the two digital teams are still a bit short-handed. I plan to form a ‘hypothetical enemy’ team with Old Ke as the core.”
The "imaginary enemy," also known as the Blue Team, consists of the best of the best. Any member of this newly formed group could be an instructor for two numerical groups.
It's just that he's a bit old, because apart from a few geniuses, elites need time to mature.
Christian is a few years older than Kuhn, and the three men he hired must also be quite old.
"It would be good if the company had a team of experts to back us up, since we don't really understand what special operations are."
Kuhn was pragmatic.
Sergei and his team are good at fighting, but not well-rounded. Improving their skills is essential, otherwise they will fall behind the company's development.
"I also need to find a fighter pilot, preferably one who can fly a Harrier."
Being able to control complex Harrier jets, getting started with the F-4K isn't too difficult.
"There are many choices: British, Spanish, Italian, American, and even Indians."
"I'd rather not have an Indian; I'm afraid he might crash my plane, and repairing one is quite expensive."
Xia Yu made an "X" shape with her hands in front of her.
“That’s all easy to discuss. The key is to deal with the rebels first. Tomorrow, you will lead the team to continue harassing them, and I will fly to the other side to take a look.”
After taking stock of all the losses, Xia Yu also issued the combat mission for tomorrow.
The shelling cannot stop, especially since the rebels have lost all their artillery units. Even the shorter-range 107mm artillery, which is more than ten kilometers away, cannot reach them.
Another thing is to confirm Sasu's escape route in advance. This guy has a history of running away, and no one can say for sure whether he will run away again if he is defeated again.
Having scouted the terrain in advance also makes it easier to pursue across borders.
The next day arrived quickly. This time, they didn't bring their T-64B1Ms. Instead, two Marder tanks carried TRF1s and shells away from the camp to deliver supplies to the rebels.
Xia Yu and Domi pushed the little antelope out, unfolded and secured the folding rotor, and only started the engine after checking that everything was normal.
For battlefield reconnaissance, light attack helicopters are better, as they have lower engine power and less noise.
The only downside of the female deer is its excessive noise, since this wasn't considered during the design process. When Old Mag was hunting Uncle Stirrup, the stealth version of the Black Hawk showed off its capabilities.
Of course, one plane did indeed crash, but it's undeniable that the flight noise was really low.
If it were a female deer, the people would probably run away halfway through the flight. Last time, when we used a Mi-24V to deploy a laser-guided team, the marsupial glider dropped off Anton and his team from a great distance.
Entering the rainforest relied entirely on walking, leaving the eight of us exhausted.
It would be better to use two manned Little Bird helicopters, but Xia Yu would have to fly a fighter jet, and there wouldn't be a second pilot to fly a second helicopter.
Judging from this, it seems the company needs to hire another helicopter pilot this time.
Let's think about it and see. Xia Yu isn't planning to eliminate the little antelope yet, since it's tougher than the little bird.
"Thump~~"
Even from a great distance, he could still hear the tFR1 launch from the helicopter.
This is a large-caliber howitzer; even if there is only one, it still has a considerable presence.
If given the chance, Xia Yu would also like to see what it's like to fire a 203mm Type 2S7 old peony.
And what a spectacular sight it would be if these large-caliber naval guns, such as 305mm and 460mm, were fired in unison.
Then there's the epic 800mm Gustav railway gun; imagine the devastation it would cause if it fired a 7-ton armor-piercing shell.
Putting politics aside, I really miss the era when caliber was justice and heavy artillery was romance.
While modern weapons are more technologically advanced, they lack that pursuit of ultimate aesthetic appeal.
If we could get our hands on these powerful weapons, film them in short videos, and post them online, we'd definitely attract a lot of (anti-pinch) fans.
Take FpS Russia on YouTube, for example. This fake Russian, speaking with a broken Osmnesian accent, gained millions of followers by filming videos of various firearms in a simple and crude way. What about his videos of various tanks and cannons?
Let's reconsider. After all, his main profession is somewhat sensitive, and the best he can do is focus on World War II equipment.
Bypassing the villages where people still reside, Xia Yu skillfully maneuvered the little antelope, flying among the branches of the rainforest, and circled around to the border line that only existed on the map.
Well, the borders on the map were drawn haphazardly by the colonizers back then.
With a flick of the steering wheel, Xia Yu arrived at Lu Wangda's side.
This place was originally a colony of the Kingdom of [unclear], and later came under the control of the Kingdom of [unclear], which sowed the seeds of massacre through division.
It has to be said that this European country, which speaks French and has little presence in the eyes of Chinese people except for chocolate, is quite adept at colonization.
By the way, their guns are also quite good. The famous FN company is from this country. The ScAR rifle is used by special forces from various countries and they all say it's good. It's also the standard weapon for Group 1.
With that thought in mind, Xia Yu piloted the helicopter to fly along the border.
The rainforest sparse zone is located in populated areas on both sides of the border. The trees along the border are very dense, and a large number of wild animals live there. There are only a few roads, either open or hidden, that are accessible to people and vehicles.
It's impossible to get a clear shot of a Sparrowhawk A on a hidden road; you need to use a helicopter to get close and take a good picture.
In the passenger seat, Domi was diligently marking things on the map.
Xia Yu doesn't play with motorized vehicles, and he's not that averse to helicopters, not to mention he's very talented at map reading.
He probably has a thorough understanding of rainforest and grassland environments, as well as basin and canyon landforms. Anyway, Xia Yu doesn't have that kind of "knowledge," so it's no wonder he was eliminated by the special forces.
After flying back and forth until only enough fuel remained in their tanks for the return flight, the two finally retraced their route in the sunset.
That evening, Xia Yu gathered the members of the two groups.
They were the main force in capturing Sasu, and there was also the glider whose sprain had healed considerably after applying safflower oil.
Tomorrow he and Domi will fly again to confirm the eight passages they discovered today.
"That's the situation. Once we break into the minefield, you will immediately return to camp and stand by in your Mi-24Vs."
After a separate pre-battle meeting, Xia Yu formally issued combat orders to Group 2.
For Jihuo Defense to quickly breach the rebel camp, it requires each unit to perform its duties and cooperate effectively.
This time, the two combat teams will operate separately.
One team will advance by vehicle, while another will be air-dropped and on standby. Victory will ultimately belong to them.
"It's x6!"
Anton took the lead in responding.
There are countless black generals in Afica, but Sasu is undoubtedly the most valuable one.
He enjoys missions like capturing the enemy alive.
"Bangosaurus, listen to my commands when the time comes!"
"yes!"
Andrei also replied loudly.
He already felt guilty for letting things fall apart at a crucial moment, and this time he will make amends.
Xia Yu was very satisfied with successfully boosting the morale of his employees, and turned to ask Domi:
Where is the meerkat?
"He went to the front-line hospital to visit little Anka."
Haha, it's more likely that Kuhn went there; Hans clearly went to see his sister.
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