The joint training session began on the morning of the second day.
The six men, fully armed and mentally prepared, sat quietly inside the troop transport cabin, waiting to be deployed to the "battlefield."
It must be said that, both being six-person troop carriers, the Marder's is more spacious than the M80A's. Among Soviet vehicles, only the BMP-3 can rival it.
"Attention! We are approaching a combat zone. Everyone, prepare for battle!"
Xia Yu's voice came through the earpiece.
Sergei replied, "Received."
Six men pulled the bolts, and all the bullets were chambered.
The Weasel A3 came to an abrupt stop, and no one inside the cabin was thrown about; the buttocks of the passengers seemed nailed to their seats.
The two people in the back seat worked together to open the armored door, and then one by one jumped off the vehicle using standard tactical maneuvers.
Those who get off the vehicle first should stand guard with their guns, and those who get off later should take over until everyone is out of the vehicle and the vehicle is ready for combat.
Resuming their old mechanized infantry duties, the six men adapted without any difficulty, even feeling stronger than before, and their teamwork was smoother.
The money was well spent; special forces represent the pinnacle of light infantry.
By re-entering the mechanized combat system, they can also achieve a synergistic effect greater than the sum of their parts.
In addition, Sergei said that the group was also skilled in air assault operations.
This tactic has a very cool visual effect and appears frequently in movies and TV shows.
However, it didn't quite work well on the front lines in Afica, but it was still quite good for decapitation strikes behind enemy lines.
A week is still a bit short. Otherwise, if they had a few more high-intensity joint training sessions, the team would have a higher level of teamwork, and Xia Yu could have come up with a lot more effective tactics against the rebels.
It's generally better to play it safe and maintain good teamwork, especially when facing a hail of bullets.
Continue training: on days one, three, and five, coordinate with infantry fighting vehicles; on days two, four, and six, intersect with tanks in combined arms operations.
To the surprise of the six, the boss also owned a modernized version of the T-64.
Are PMC companies really this aggressive these days?
They acquired one heavy weapon after another, even better than the regular army.
Compared to Xia Yu, their previous clients were all from beggar companies.
On the evening of the sixth day of joint training, Domi drove his T-64B1M slowly back to the vehicle yard, the vehicle covered with human reactive armor.
If Xia Yu were an infantryman, he would also like to wear it like this.
It's so pleasant to have a sea breeze outside, but the car is over 40 degrees Celsius, like a sauna.
Indeed, air conditioning is the real fighting force!
Domi remained silent in the cockpit at the front.
Hans, who was next to Xia Yu, had already taken the last bottle of ice water out of the car's refrigerator.
"Boss, this T-64B1M doesn't have much potential for modification. I think that Weasel can be improved with some combat capabilities."
Hans poured water while simultaneously trying to sell it to Xia Yu.
“The weasels we used in Mary were the same A5A1 weasels we used in Afuham three years ago.”
"Not to mention the electronic countermeasures and camouflage systems, all 10 vehicles have been equipped with air conditioning systems. Whenever someone gets heatstroke while on patrol, they are taken directly to our vehicle."
Heatstroke requires hypothermia treatment, and an infantry fighting vehicle with cooling capabilities could indeed save my life.
"Just bear with it. Only after we complete this contract will we have the money to install air conditioning."
Xia Yu immediately started by making empty promises to Hans.
The company has at least several million US dollars in its accounts, but installing air conditioning on infantry fighting vehicles is not something that can be done simply by spending money.
Xia Yu was familiar with the A5A1 model he mentioned.
The air conditioning system alone weighs 247 kg, and the entire vehicle weighs 38.5 tons, the same weight as the bare T-64.
Xia Yu is skilled in the maintenance and repair of excavators, tanks, and infantry fighting vehicles, but integrating such a system is a bit beyond his scope of business.
Let's stall for now. The system definitely has a modification module; it will increase combat power whenever it's unlocked.
Xia Yu opened his refrigerator, and there were still 7 bottles of iced salted soda inside.
He kept one bottle for himself, and opened the hatch of the rest to give to Sergei and the others to share.
Cola doesn't replenish salt, but salted soda does.
Domi's cockpit also has a refrigerator. As one of the few truly good bosses in the world, every full-time employee has their own refrigerator.
"What about tomorrow? What subjects will we train on tomorrow?"
"No training tomorrow. Everyone will have a half-day off in the morning, and we'll head to Panaka in the afternoon."
It was bound to happen. Xia Yu signed the contract with Old Anka the day before yesterday, and Little Anka had already set off with the advance team by then.
There was no other way; the roads were too bad, and there was no direct railway. Old Anka mobilized a total of 30 civilian and military trucks.
Little Anka will lead a convoy of 15 vehicles to scout ahead, while Old Anka will depart in a couple of days, which is tomorrow morning.
The person also asked Xia Yu if he wanted to join in transporting the vehicles, but he declined, thinking he would practice together for another day.
With three subspace garages, transportation is not a problem for him at all.
Back at the parking lot, Sergei and the others helped wash the car.
Even after dinner, they didn't stop working; they moved more than half a container of ammunition supplies for tanks, infantry fighting vehicles, and helicopters.
Their weapons, equipment, and various supplies filled the remaining half of the supplies; this is what is meant by "an army marches on its stomach."
"Go back to sleep, everyone. We'll have to get serious tomorrow."
Xia Yu clapped his hands, urging everyone to go back and rest.
Even as the boss, he couldn't rest. Under the cover of night, he transported the company's heavy equipment and containers in batches to the outside of the village and stored them in the system's garage.
That's fine. As for whether we'll encounter any danger on the road, we're empty-handed.
The Mi-24V has been repainted and is now in combat mode; whether it has a long gun or not is irrelevant.
Nothing happened overnight, and no one slept in the morning. Sergei led his team on a slow jog around the village as usual.
This is to prevent physical decline; running too slowly on the battlefield can really kill you.
Similarly, they smoked and drank, but none of them were alcoholics.
Alcohol addiction can destroy a person's mind and body.
Mercenaries whose hands shake so much they can't even hold a gun properly are unwanted; wandering and receiving aid is their only option.
"So, we're going to fly with it?"
The six people who had finished running saw Domi giving BMW a bath and went up to ask him curiously.
"Yes, the BMW is very powerful. I gave it shampoo, so it won't have a smell."
Domi's English has become much more fluent, and he can now speak in shorter sentences.
"Nice name. And when we get to Panaka, we'll call you Honey Badger?"
They already knew the nicknames of the three crew members.
Although I had the urge to follow the trend and give myself a nickname, I was used to being called by my name and number in the army, and it was hard to accept being called by a nickname all at once.
For example, Sergei is number 01, and he serves as the commander of the group. The different groups are distinguished by adding letters to their numbers.
"Yes, 03, just call me Honey Badger."
Domi said to Nikola.
He learned a lot from this bearded man these past two days.
Especially regarding the hatch machine gun, he learned that he couldn't aim directly at it; he had to anticipate the shot, otherwise the first burst would definitely miss.
"Well then, honey badger, wish us all good luck!"
"good luck!"
Earning money and surviving are probably the most basic wishes of mercenaries.
After lunch, everyone lined up to board the plane.
"Ah~ Ah~~"
Seeing that it was about to crawl into the monster's belly again, the BMW brayed in resistance.
Fortunately, it behaves itself as soon as you put a blindfold on it.
Domi and Nikola worked together to lift the BMW's hind legs, stuff them into the cabin, and then closed the hatch on that side.
They went around to the other side and entered the cabin. There were seven people and one donkey. All the passengers were already in place, and Hans had already crawled into the gunner's compartment.
Xia Yu gave the helicopter a final check, then climbed into the cockpit, took off, and flew straight toward Panaka.
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