Captain Milosh Chuatoko was very satisfied with the other party's attitude. He smiled and patted the other party on the shoulder, saying with satisfaction:
"Very good! Then you will fire the first shot tomorrow."
After saying that, he raised the telescope in his hand again and looked in the direction of the town. He saw that some houses in the town had started to light candles, but he did not see the enemy's army.
He was a little confused. After all, he was leading an army of more than a thousand people and set up camp less than five miles away from the enemy's town. The other side shouldn't be so quiet.
According to what we learned in military school, we should at least send scouts to each other to find out the other side's deployment.
Even if the other party has no military experience and doesn't know how to deploy troops, the guy named Raymond Eddie is a policeman, so he shouldn't be completely silent.
The scouts he had sent out had not yet delivered any intelligence, which made him feel a little strange. Because the town seemed too quiet.
At this moment, his adjutant quickly stepped forward to his side, stood at attention and saluted to Colonel Milosh Chuatoko:
"Sir, the scouts report that they have discovered the enemy's camp.
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But, no enemy soldiers were found, and the barracks were empty?"
Captain Milosh Chuatoko was stunned when he heard this. He was a little confused and said in a daze:
"What do you mean? The enemy is not in the barracks? Have you found any traces of the enemy anywhere else?"
The adjutant stood at attention and saluted again:
"Reporting to the commander, the five reconnaissance teams we sent out have not found any trace of the enemy."
Now Captain Milos Chuatoko frowned, raised the telescope in his hand again with a puzzled look, and looked at the town in the distance.
I started to wonder in my heart, this brother Eddie clearly sent a telegram to occupy the town of Bittenkot and set up an anti-government armed force, but when I led the army here, the other side only left an empty military camp, what did this mean.
Battalion commander Bassam, who had just been feeling a little conflicted about asking for a fight but only getting a test mission, he breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this. It seemed that he didn't have to carry out the test mission.
Because, there is an empty town on the other side, so what is there to test?
But soon he felt a chill on his back and quickly said:
"Captain, could it be that these bastards have already ambushed us nearby, ready to ambush us?"
As he spoke, he looked around with vigilance. As the sun gradually set, the jungle became darker. It seemed that there was a group of ferocious beasts hiding in the jungle at this moment, ready to rush out and devour people at any time.
When Captain Milos Chuatoko heard Bassam's words, he was also stunned and quickly looked through the telescope at the dense forest around him.
However, the dense vegetation in the jungle made it difficult to observe anything unusual with a telescope even in broad daylight, not to mention that the sun had already set and the jungle had become dark.
Captain Milos Chuatoko, who had lost track of the enemy, felt a little worried for no reason.
He put down the telescope and looked at the surrounding terrain and the rare open area in this jungle.
I couldn't help but worry whether the other party had deliberately set a trap for my troops.
After calming himself down, Captain Milos Chuatoko slowly spoke:
"Pass the order down, all soldiers begin digging trenches around the barracks and establishing three lines of defense to prepare for an enemy attack that may come at any time."
Upon hearing this, the adjutant stood at attention and saluted:
"Yes, sir!"
After saying that, he turned and left.
The battalion commander, Bassam, looked around with some concern, then stood at attention and saluted to the regiment commander, Milosh Chuatoko:
"Captain, I will go down and arrange for the brothers of the first battalion to establish a defense line."
Captain Milos Chuatoko nodded and signaled the other party to leave. He picked up the telescope again and carefully observed the town in the distance, but still did not find anything unusual.
He could only helplessly hand the telescope to the guard beside him and slowly walk towards his tent.
At this moment, Bassam had already returned to the base of his first battalion early. He gathered his company commanders and arranged for them to start digging trenches in their own defense areas to prevent possible attacks.
He was not actively fighting, but he felt that at such a dangerous moment, he would feel safer with his soldiers.
Although the Brazilian Border Guards have not experienced any actual combat and are very corrupt, they have received the most basic military training.
In this special situation, everyone knows that they may be attacked by the enemy at any time, so everyone will definitely be able to show unprecedented enthusiasm.
The defense line that would have taken three hours to build was completed in just two hours.
After the fortifications were completed, everyone entered a state of combat readiness, ready to meet the attack of the rebels at any time.
The border guards lit bonfires more than 300 meters in front of the position and set up searchlights in the barracks, which continuously illuminated the open space outside the barracks to prevent the enemy from any chance of a sneak attack.
All the soldiers were also arranged into three shifts, taking turns to rest, to ensure that there were awake soldiers in the trenches and machine gun bunkers at all times, leaving the enemy no chance to take advantage.
Regimental Commander Milos Chuatoko and other officers gathered at the regimental headquarters, not daring to relax at all and ready to meet the enemy's attack at any time.
In fact, when all the defense lines were built, Captain Milos Chuatoko was looking forward to the enemy launching a direct attack on his camp tonight.
Because, compared to attacking, defense is of course easier.
If the enemy really didn't care and launched a night attack on his team, he would like to see how many people they could consume.
After all, it is not easy to storm a heavily guarded military camp.
The firepower network composed of the regiment's light and heavy machine guns alone is enough to teach the rebels a lesson.
But as time passed, the attack that everyone was waiting for did not happen. The soldiers were worried and nervous and waited all night long, but there was no movement.
Not to mention that someone launched an attack, there was not even one rat left.
When the sun rose from the horizon the next morning, Colonel Milos Chuatoko and his officers walked out of the regiment headquarters with dark circles under their eyes.
"Captain, this damn Eddie brother won't run away, will he?"
The battalion commander, Bassam, asked in confusion.
The other two battalion commanders nearby also looked at Commander Milos Chuatoko with puzzled expressions.
"Where's the reconnaissance company? Send all the men out to re-explore the town of Bittenkot.
If the enemy escapes, we will simply capture the town."
Captain Milos Chuatoko felt very helpless about the doubts of several of his subordinates. We all have the same information now. You don’t know the enemy’s whereabouts, and of course I don’t know either.
What do you mean by focusing your attention on me? I'm not a prophet.
However, it would not matter if the enemy simply abandoned Bittenkot Town and fled.
As long as I can recapture the town of Bittenkot, it will be a great achievement. As for how many enemies I killed, can't I just make it up however I want?
Bassam's eyes turned when he heard this, and he remembered that the scouts had reported last night that there were no enemies in the town of Bittenkot, and even the military camp was empty.
If we want to occupy the town, wouldn't it be an easy task?
If you fail to seize this kind of merit that comes right to your doorstep, you will be struck by lightning.
So, he quickly said:
"Captain, please let our first battalion go! We promise to capture a complete town of Bittenkot for you."
The other two battalion commanders were not fools. After hearing what Bassam said, they all slapped their heads and reacted. They cursed Bassam in their hearts, saying that this bastard had gotten ahead of them again.
However, they certainly couldn't give up on this kind of bargain, so they all volunteered to join the fight:
"Captain, let our Second Battalion go!"
"Captain, leave it to our Third Battalion!"
When Captain Milos Chuatoko heard what the people below said, he looked at them with a flickering gaze.
I soon understood in my heart that these bastards were masters at stealing credits, and they didn't want to give up any opportunity to gain an advantage!
Originally, according to yesterday's plan, he wanted to hand the task over to the first battalion commander, Bassam.
But now the situation has changed, and I just let it slip.
Everyone knew that occupying the town of Bittencourt was a credit that came naturally to them.
If this task is still given to Bassam, it will definitely make the other two battalion commanders dissatisfied, which is obviously not conducive to the unity of the team.
So, after hesitating for a while, he slowly said:
"First, let the reconnaissance company send people to find out the situation in Bittenkot Town. If it is confirmed that the enemy has left the town, we will split our forces into three groups, and each of you will lead your own troops to liberate the town from three directions."
The three battalion commanders looked at each other after hearing this and didn't say anything more.
However, the battalion commander Bassam was secretly unhappy. Yesterday, he was agreed to lead the attack, but the order was changed today.
However, as a person who is used to flattery, he would not show his emotions, but just stood at attention and saluted:
“Yes, Captain.
I will go back now to organize the troops and wait for your order to liberate Bittenkot Town."
The other two battalion commanders also quickly stood at attention and saluted.
Colonel Milos Chuatoko turned to his chief of staff and the three battalion commanders and said:
"Arrange the cooks to prepare the morning meal and then eat it.
The first battalion was responsible for attacking from the front, the second battalion was responsible for attacking from the left, and the third battalion was responsible for attacking from the right.
After everyone enters the town, they must check every house to make sure there are no enemies hiding there.
If you find a suspicious target, you are allowed to eliminate it directly. Do you understand?"
The chief of staff's eyes narrowed when he heard this. This order was somewhat unexpected!
By checking every household, they can directly eliminate targets they consider suspicious.
This town is doomed now. Judging from the state of discipline of the Brazilian border guards, the people in this town will soon have a profound experience of what it means to be surrounded by soldiers.
However, now that the town has been declared independent from Brazil by the Eddie brothers, there is nothing wrong with what Captain Milos Chuatoco did.
When the three battalion commanders heard the regiment commander's order, their eyes lit up and they began to get ready.
Obviously, everyone is eager to try.
The chief of staff ignored the thoughts of the battalion commanders and stood at attention and saluted:
"Yes, Captain."
This kind of attack on an undefended town does not require the chief of staff to formulate a detailed attack plan and attack route, let alone assign specific combat tasks to each battalion.
Now that the regimental commander has determined the attack direction of each battalion, he only needs to record the regimental commander's orders to facilitate the Ministry of National Defense to inquire about the course of the battle later.
Next, the entire border defense camp began to take action, cooking and organizing weapons and equipment.
Before the soldiers finished their breakfast, the reconnaissance company that went to the town to investigate had already brought back intelligence, confirming that the situation in the town was the same as yesterday, with no abnormalities at all and no rebels were found.
This made Captain Milos Chuatoko completely relieved, and he gave the order without hesitation to launch the attack on time at 8 o'clock.
All the soldiers became agitated after receiving the order.
Everyone knows that this battle is almost not difficult at all and it is a great opportunity to make a fortune.
Therefore, everyone became very agitated and started to get ready.
Time passed quickly, and the soldiers, whose enthusiasm was fully mobilized, entered their respective attack positions early.
As the time arrived, a flare was fired into the sky.
The town of Bittenkot, which had just woken up from the early morning, exploded instantly as if a bucket of firecrackers had been dropped into it.
The border guards launched a charge towards the town regardless of the consequences, rushing into every resident's home like wolves and tigers, driving them out of their homes onto the streets, and then brutally began to search the residents' homes.
As for what they were searching for, they said they were looking for the rebels in Bittenkot. But in reality, they turned the residents' homes upside down, and all the valuables were pocketed by the soldiers.
If any residents dared to resist, they would be executed on the spot as rebels.
This small town, which had just been scoured by the rebels, was not rescued, but suffered even worse harm.
The military and civilians in the entire town were instantly plunged into dire straits. The only thing to be thankful for was that no soldiers insulted women.
Because the town is not very large, there are only about a thousand households in the entire town.
There were more than a thousand soldiers under the command of Captain Milos Chuatoko. The cleanup of the town lasted for a whole morning and was finally completed.
When Captain Milos Chuatoc, under the protection of a guard platoon, stepped into the small town that the Eddi brothers claimed had become independent from Brazil.
The town, which once seemed peaceful and tranquil, has now become devastated.
As the instigator of all this, Captain Milos Chuatoco acted very calmly. In his opinion, those residents who still lived in this small town after the Eddie brothers declared independence from Brazil could no longer be counted as Brazilian citizens.
Of course, this has something to do with the fact that most of the residents living in this border town are non-white.
Captain Milos Chuatoko was walking in the messy town streets when he noticed a black woman with two children lying on a black youth who was lying in a pool of blood and crying loudly. His brows unconsciously frowned.
Because the little boy of seven or eight years old next to the woman was staring at Milos Chuatoko with hatred, as if he wanted to remember his appearance clearly.
This made him feel very uncomfortable and offended.
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