"What are you standing there for? We have to get back before dark. Hurry up and get to the back cabin and sit down."
"Yes, Mr. Sherlock!"
Xia Yu, having finished handing over with the ground staff, came over to shoo people away.
The six of them quickly rushed into the cabin, closed the door behind them, and left Domi outside.
It seems his strength has earned him their respect.
In the assassin world, those with strong skills are respected, for example, someone who can take down three people with a single pencil.
In the PMC industry, business skills are not everything; equipment is a more direct indicator of strength.
Having a Mi-24, no matter how old the model, means that the company has fire support capabilities and personnel delivery capabilities. It can determine the outcome of a battle and crush enemy forces without air superiority.
This time they've really hit the jackpot. The people in the cabin looked at each other, their faces beaming with excitement.
"Please make way."
The cabin door on the other side opened, and Domi squeezed in.
The six men instantly regained their composure and stared at each other, their eyes fixed on Xiao Hei, the boss's trusted confidant.
Well, the two sides don't speak the same language very well.
The six of them didn't speak French, and Domi didn't speak English.
Without Xia Yu and Hans's translation, they could only communicate using short phrases.
"You guys...have impressive machine guns?"
Domi, breaking his usual silence, gestured with his hands and asked.
"sharp!"
It seems that the culture didn't teach what humility is, and machine gunner Nikolai nodded in agreement.
"Can...you...teach...me?"
"no problem!"
It's that easy for men to build emotional connections.
The Domi AK is accurate, but the machine gun is just average, neither bad nor outstanding.
He failed to satisfy Xia Yu in his flight and told his father about it.
Doma told him it was alright, and that if he tried to excel in other areas, Mr. Xia would be satisfied just as much.
Machine guns are used in other areas, especially when fighting outside of tanks and infantry fighting vehicles, and are particularly important in vehicle combat.
Xia Yu was unaware of what had happened in the rear cabin; all he knew was that he was about to make a fortune this time.
When I get back, I'll talk to Old Anka about the contract. How can a budget of 20 million be enough? We must get Busa to increase the budget.
Also, two months is too long; one month would have been enough for him to break through Panaka.
Instead of wasting effort supporting a large group of mercenary lords, it would be better to outsource all the work to their company.
Xia Yu was distracted while piloting the helicopter to take off.
It's only because he can cheat that he's able to do two things at once; otherwise, doing so would definitely have resulted in a crash and death.
"Hans, what do you think of them?"
Flying towards Kongluga, Xia Yu connected with Hans's radio ahead.
"Not bad, at least better than the armored grenadier squads I've seen. As for comparing them to the KSK, I can't tell."
Aside from those with significant differences that are immediately apparent, the true difference between special forces soldiers can only be discerned through combat.
Active players are unlikely to face each other, but retired players have faced each other far too often, and most of these matches have resulted in a clear winner and a life-or-death struggle.
Although he was very interested in the question, Xia Yu felt that it would be better to just use firepower against the former special forces employee of the other side.
Two hours later, Alexander and his party arrived at the village of Bogo.
Although the conditions here are not as good as in the city, they are not here to enjoy themselves. After dinner, they began their recovery training.
Generally speaking, mercenaries are self-armed, and their employers supply them with ammunition, grenades, and rocket launchers.
They also brought their own bulletproof vests and medical kits, taking responsibility for their own personal safety.
Alexander and his team started out in the industry by taking out loans to work, and now they've paid off their debts and are starting to make a profit.
Xia Yu looked and saw that their rifles hadn't been changed; they were still the FN ScAR assault rifles they used before their discharge, just different sub-models depending on each person's role.
For example, a marksman uses a heavy-barreled ScAR-h that fires 7.62x51mm rounds, which are not compatible with the FN mINImI rounds used by a machine gunner.
"I think we need to standardize our machine guns. Nikolai, are you comfortable using the MG3?"
Xia Yu asked the machine gunner.
"Of course, I've fired a reserve M53, and it's really powerful."
Special forces units may be equipped with one type of rifle, but it is impossible to train with only that type of rifle.
Old guys, new guys, Nikolai has used more than a dozen kinds of machine guns.
The SAARC's m53 is a copy of the mG42, with even the 7.92mm caliber unchanged.
"Domi, give him an MG3."
This gun was taken from the turret of the Weasel A3. The precision of the system printing is higher than that of the mass-produced version, and it can provide powerful and continuous firepower even after being taken off the vehicle.
Now that the machine gun, which consumes the most 5.56mm ammunition, has been dealt with, there's no need to ask them to change their rifles.
The 50 boxes of SS109 NATO standard ammunition he ordered from John had just arrived; 21,000 rounds should be enough to power several rifles for two months.
"Alexander, there are four At-4 missiles on board at any time, but hopefully we won't need them!"
Destroying non-vehicle targets doesn't count as experience, but when your own safety is threatened, you don't care about anything else.
Xia Yu bought 20 tubes in one go. Even John, that stingy old man, gave him the wholesale price, which was really not easy.
"Boss, we haven't asked yet, what kind of infantry fighting vehicle do we have?"
Sergeant Sergei finally asked the crucial question.
"Domi, drive it out and show it to them."
"Yes, sir!"
Everyone immediately looked at Domi with newfound respect.
Surprisingly, the black guy was actually the driver of the train crew.
Seeing that he always carried an AK, they just assumed he was the boss's orderly!
So what exactly is this war machine?
It could be BMP-1 or BMP-2, but it can't be MT-LB, because that would be too weak in firepower.
"Buzz~~"
Just as everyone was speculating, the roar of the engine began.
A Weasel A3 slowly drove out of the darkness and into the light.
Good heavens, this car is two whole sizes bigger than their bVp m80A.
It weighs more than twice as much, almost as much as a medium tank.
"The Weasel A3, it's actually this car!"
Sergei was the first to recognize the car's model.
Although the South African Union did not join the Warsaw Pact, it paid close attention to NATO's armored forces, and its troops passed down this knowledge from generation to generation. Therefore, Sergei was well aware of the vehicle's capabilities.
While they may not be as numerous as the BMP-1 and BMP-2, their combat power can overwhelm those two.
This kind of relationship is very similar to that during World War II.
Both the Panther and Tiger can easily open the canisters of the T-34, but the boundless torrent of steel can directly engulf your zoo.
“I’m not the only one who owns this vehicle. The rebuilt mechanized infantry battalion in Konluga has seven of them, and there are also 13 BTR-80s. We will go to the Panaka front with them.”
Xia Yu explained the follow-up arrangements, and the group, having come to their senses, began to listen attentively.
"We do not rule out cooperating with them, but our main task is to take out the two mechanized infantry battalions of the rebels."
Hearing this, those who reacted slowly were fine, but those who reacted quickly wondered if they had misheard.
How could one vehicle possibly take down two enemy infantry battalions?
They were just former special forces soldiers, not Slavic superheroes, how could they possibly do that?
"Relax, these are all downgraded infantry battalions. Even if you include all armored targets, they don't have as many vehicles as your single tank company."
Xia Yu comforted everyone.
He wasn't lying. He could have taken down one of them by himself back then, and now there are nine of them.
"Firepower will be provided by the vehicle crew. You will be responsible for dismounting to defend and clear out any targets carrying rocket launchers."
Without a dedicated anti-tank missile for infantry fighting vehicles, getting hit by an RPG-7 is incredibly painful, and Xia Yu has no desire to experience it at all.
If he had a B-class crew, the T-64B1M could act as the main tank and tank damage, while the Weasel A3 could hide in the back and deal damage to the enemy. They could go on a rampage and dominate.
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