Battlefield Contractor

While Lin Rui and Jiang An were talking, Rose came from the side. He sat on the ground with a little fatigue, opened his kettle and took a sip, and said in a low voice, "It's not so good."

"What?" Lin Rui looked at him.

"This encounter was beyond our expectation. Although we repelled the secret society armed forces, General Wallman's troops suffered a lot. I am worried that their morale will continue to be low." Rose whispered. "This will have an impact on our next work."

"You are too polite. In such a large-scale battle, our role of o2 is severely limited. We can only protect Wolman, and the main combat mission depends on the people of General Wolman. Dozens of us can't fight thousands of people even if we are capable of it." Crazy Horse shook his head.

"But you also underestimated these Wolman troops. Although they are not of high military quality and have poor discipline, they are not as fragile as you think." Jiang Jian shook his head, "They are used to seeing blood and death. They may be sad, but they will be fine soon. The optimism and cheerfulness of the African nation is beyond the understanding of Jews like you."

"Is this discrimination against us Jews?" Gunsling said with dissatisfaction.

"Of course not, this is in terms of national character. You Jews are mostly smart and delicate, but you are also prone to depression and anxiety. But these people are different. They were born in Africa and grew up in endless wars and famines. They don't even have too many. Time is used for melancholy and sadness, because they want to live. And they love life more than any nation. They can quickly recover from grief and shock." Jiang An said slowly.

Jiang An's words were right. These black soldiers cried very sad just now, but in a blink of an eye they all packed their equipment and vehicles in silence, and went on the road again. A black soldier took off his boots from the feet of his dead comrades and put them on for himself. Because he is no longer needed.

This seems a little difficult to understand to many people. The comrade-in-arms just sacrificed, can't he let him walk with a little dignity, even the shoes have to be removed? But in their opinion, it is normal. They also don't mind if their shoes are stripped off after they die, and they walk barefoot on Huangquan Road. You can't say that this concept of them is problematic, but death has different understandings of different cultures.

"Keep up, keep up, everyone is moving. Don't let me kick your ass!" General Wallman was still bareheaded, roaring in the command car. He did this on purpose because of who Anyone can be weak, but he can't as a commander. He must be strong, even rough. Just like a lion on the African grasslands, only a strong and rough lion can become the leader of a lion group.

Lin Rui waved his opponent's brothers, motioning them to follow Wolman's side to protect him at all times. He himself squeezed in the same car as Wallman.

"Damn it! This spooky weather disrupted our plans. We should have moved faster than we are now." Wallman whispered. "The rain slowed our travel speed, which would cause the secret society's chasers to get too close to us. This is not a good thing. In order to regain the distance, we have to march faster and take less rest."

"And doing so will make the already tired soldiers even more tired. It may even affect the combat effectiveness." Lin Rui nodded.

"According to our latest information, these secret agencies have not given up. After a brief supplement, they are still biting our buttocks and chasing. If it were not for this shower, we would not have been in such an embarrassing situation." Wallman sighed. "Furthermore, as we continue to march, fuel supply is a problem."

Lin Rui frowned, "What? Didn't you prepare enough?"

"Of course we are well prepared, but now we are marching continuously, and we continue to bring the armed men of the secret agency around. There are not many opportunities to stop and replenish." Wallman shook his head, "but if we don't replenish fuel, our big Some vehicles will be oil-free. We will further weaken our mobile combat capabilities and be dragged to death by the opponent."

"Is there a place nearby that can be replenished?" Lin Rui frowned, "As the emperor of this place, don't you have a spare oil reserve?"

"Of course, but not here!" Wallman shook his head and waved to the adjutant next to him, "Bring the map."

The black officer immediately brought the map. Wallman pointed to the road on the map, "This is our current location. This is the road. But in order to avoid the other side from figuring out our marching route and blocking it. We must bypass the road and take other roads.

And in this location, it is a settlement in a mining town. I used to store a batch of oil and ammunition there before the war. It was not for this kind of situation, but to stabilize mining production. After the war, work stopped there. But the supplies are still there, and I still have a small guard there. "

"Isn't that all right? Let's go directly to the supply, and then use this town to temporarily rest. If this continues, most of the soldiers are exhausted. They are humans, not machines. They need something to eat and sleep comfortably. To replenish physical strength last night, it is best to have a sip of hot soup." Crazy Horse frowned.

"But we can think of this, and the people in the secret society must also be able to think of it." Lin Rui muttered.

"Yes, this is what I am worried about. If they know about my fuel supply point, they will definitely try to set a trap and wait for us to get in before catching it all. I can't take such a risk." Wallman shook his head. "If I don't go there, I have only another option left. I change my direction and head west. In the city of Catol, 300 kilometers away, the garrison there is still loyal to me. We can be supplemented there. ."

"Three hundred kilometers, if you can march by motorized, it is not a big problem. But your current vehicle is insufficient and most of the infantry are left? Even if you lead the team first, it is a big problem that the following infantry cannot keep up. "Jian An looked at the map and frowned.

"Perhaps you can send a convoy to get fuel first. Then the others march in that direction. So you can take care of both." Crazy Horse thought for a while.

"It doesn't work, according to the current marching speed of the secret agency's armed forces. During this period of time, we might have been caught up by the secret agency's people a long time ago." Lin Rui shook his head, "This plan seems safe, but it is actually more than temporary supplies. Dangerous, and full of uncertainty."

General Wallman nodded, "Yes, the current situation of the troops, I am also worried that they can march 300 kilometers in a row. If it is not possible, we can only go to that small town.