Reborn Brazil as a Plutocrat

Fang Lang heard what the driver said and understood that he was right.

But he is a soldier, and it is not his style to leave his brothers and run away.

"I am the commander, follow my orders. Turn around!"

The driver acted as if he hadn't heard anything and continued to drive forward, looking around with vigilant eyes.

"You bastard, if there is such a big movement at the entrance of the village, the brothers in the village will definitely rush out to help. This is the time to attack from both sides and eliminate the enemy. What's going on with you running out with me?

Turn around and go back quickly."

Hearing Fang Lang's words, the driver hesitated. After all, Fang Lang is the commander, and obeying orders is what he should do.

Seeing the other party's hesitation, Fang Lang shouted loudly:

"I order you to stop."

As he spoke, he took out the pistol from his pocket and pointed it at the brainless driver's head.

Fang Xinshan was frightened when he saw Fang Lang's actions, and quickly stopped him:

"Lang'er, what are you doing! Put down the gun."

The driver was not afraid when he saw Fang Lang even taking out his gun, but he also knew in his heart that Fang Lang had made up his mind, so he could only slam on the brakes and stop the car in the middle of the road.

The two cars driving ahead saw the main car stop and thought there was something wrong, but they didn't see the main car send a signal.

I had to turn around and return quickly.

Fang Lang put away his gun and pointed at the driver:

"Take the old man to the police and remember to protect the old man's safety!

Then I went to the St. Paul Naval Base to find Colonel Genard Berry for help, saying that I had been attacked on his territory."

The reason why Fang Lang dared to let the driver take the old man away alone was because he had discovered the people who attacked him this time. Although there were many people, they were obviously insufficiently trained and were more likely to be gangsters.

If it were a gangster, Fang Lang wouldn't need to be afraid of how powerful the other party would be.

Fang Xinshan was also panicked. When he saw Fang Lang turning around and returning to the battlefield, he said anxiously:

"Younger! You can't do stupid things!"

Fang Lang also felt like a bit of a bastard for leaving his father behind at this time.

But since he is a soldier, he is obviously not in a desperate situation now. He cannot do it if he is asked to leave his brothers and run away.

All I could do was grab my father's shoulder hard and say:

"Dad! Don't worry, nothing will happen to me. This is just a small scene.

It's more dangerous for you to be with me. Go to the police station with the guard first to ask for help.

Don’t worry, we’ll be able to kill all these reckless bastards soon!”

After saying that, I saw two cars parked on the side of the road that turned around and came back.

He opened the car door and walked out. When he closed the door, he didn't forget to keep an eye on the driver. Don't forget to protect the old man's safety.

The driver stood up in the driving seat, gave a military salute, and said loudly:

"Please rest assured, sir, I will definitely protect the safety of the old man."

The guards in the two cars that turned back were shocked when they saw Fang Lang getting out of the car. They quickly opened the door and got out of the car, holding guns on guard.

Fang Lang patted the window of the vehicle he was riding in and signaled the driver to drive.

After seeing the vehicle drive away, he turned to the remaining eight guard platoon soldiers and said:

"I am a soldier, but I have no habit of leaving my brothers behind and running for their lives.

Now I order you to follow me back and rescue the brothers in Car No. 1 and Car No. 2, don’t you dare!"

The people who followed Fang Lang this time were actually a group of soldiers from the security squad plus a few drivers.

The guard squad leader happened to be on the lead car.

When the soldiers heard that their commander wanted to fight back, their eyes lit up, but they hesitated immediately.

Because they know very well that their duty is to protect Fang Lang's safety, not to rush forward and fight the enemy desperately.

If Fang Lang receives any damage, their mission will be considered a failure.

Even if all the enemies are killed, it will not change the fact that their mission failed.

However, when everyone heard Fang Lang's order, they all felt a little energized, excited, and wanted to fight back.

Fang Lang is very familiar with the people who follow him every day and understands their inner thoughts.

Knowing that it would be useless to discuss it with everyone, I said directly:

"This is an order, you all listen carefully, we will return the way we came.

The gunfire from behind is so fierce now, which means that the brothers in the village have also rushed out to engage the enemy.

After we approached the enemy's ambush site, we got out of the car and met the enemy in concealment.

Block the enemy in the ambush area they set up. There is no need to fight with the enemy. We only need to drag them in place and wait for reinforcements to arrive, and we will win.

Do you understand?"

Everyone responded in unison like a conditioned reflex:

"Yes, sir!"

Fang Lang opened the door of the nearest vehicle and got in.

The soldiers also got into the car one after another and returned to the location where they were attacked along the original road.

Fang Lang in the car looked around and asked:

"Is there a long gun handy in the car?"

A soldier turned sideways and pulled out an M1 Garand rifle. Fang Lang looked at the soldiers who had Thompson submachine guns in their hands, but gave himself a Garand, understanding that this was to prevent him from rushing to the front.

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He smiled and took the spear handed over by the other party.

He took the five magazines handed over by the opponent, pulled the bolt, and pressed a magazine into the magazine from the top of the receiver.

Because the m1 Garand rifle is a semi-automatic rifle with a magazine capacity of eight rounds, it can fire eight bullets by pulling the bolt once. It does not need to fire one shot and pull the bolt once like the Mauser 98K, so the rate of fire is not slow.

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Put all the remaining bullets into his suit pocket.

But there was no suitable place to place the pistol, and I couldn't help but feel a little annoyed. Why didn't I design a holster earlier to place the pistol against the outside of my thigh?

In this way, when encountering a combat situation, the gun will be within easy reach.

There are no armpit holsters now, and the pistol can only be inserted into the waist holster.

When wearing a military uniform, it would not be affected if the holster was placed on the waist, but now I am wearing a suit.

Therefore, the action of drawing the gun is very affected.

I can only insert the corner of the suit into the belt, leaving the gun holster outside so that I can draw the gun at any time.

I looked at the suit I was wearing and couldn't help but think of a bulletproof vest. It seems that I can develop a lot of personal equipment!

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If I hadn't encountered such an emergency today and had the opportunity to experience the battle again, I would probably have forgotten all these things.

It seems you can’t stay away from the front line for too long as a soldier!

Otherwise, many practical tactics and equipment will be forgotten sooner or later.

The soldiers in the car with Fang Lang certainly didn't know what Fang Lang was thinking.

Everyone is checking their equipment and preparing to go to war at any time.

Of course, they are originally guard soldiers, and their equipment has been prepared long ago, ready to go to war at any time.

Unlike Fang Lang, who needs temporary preparation.

Just as everyone was nervously preparing, the vehicle was slowly approaching the location where it had just been attacked.

In fact, the distance they left was not far, less than three kilometers, so they quickly returned to the ambush point.

The driver turned off the lights from a distance, drove the vehicle closer to the crossfire area in the dark, and waited until about 200 meters away before Fang Lang patted the driver's shoulder and signaled to stop.

Cars No. 1 and 2 in the distance were parked in a V-shape in the middle of the road, blocking the entire road. This was obviously to prevent the ambush personnel from pursuing them by car.

The door of the car opened, and Fang Lang looked over and saw eight soldiers, two of whom fell to the ground motionless.

The remaining six people were still using the cover of vehicles to fire at the enemy.

Seeing his brothers and six others firing back in a rhythmic manner, Fang Lang finally felt relieved.

After observing carefully for a while, Fang Lang understood why the enemy was numerous but failed to cause much damage to his own people.

With the lights of the two cars, Fang Lang could clearly see the location and number of enemies.

But the soldiers of his own security platoon hid behind the lights of the cars and used the cover of the vehicles to fight back.

The opponent's line of sight is illuminated by the light, and it is basically impossible to clearly see the position of the guard platoon soldiers.

The entire battlefield is one-way and transparent. No wonder the enemy has not been able to take down our own blockade for so long.

Fang Lang glanced at the battlefield environment.

This place is right at the intersection into the village, and the location where the enemy ambush is the only way in and out of the village from the city.

The nearby area has not yet entered a state of development, so the ambush position chosen by the enemy is a sugar cane field. The tall sugar cane can easily block the ambush personnel.

When the soldiers of No. 1 and No. 2 vehicles set up sniper positions, they also considered the possibility that the enemy would pass through the sugar cane fields and outflank the enemy.

Therefore, they should have retreated while fighting. They just exited the farmland area and entered the road between the two factories at the urban-rural fringe. They blocked the vehicle in the middle and blocked the road for the ambush personnel to pursue.

Seeing this, Fang Lang couldn't help but affirm the tactics of the guards platoon soldiers.

No wonder the other party has been stuck at this intersection for so long and has not been able to move forward at all.

I don’t know if the opponent’s commander is stupid or his marksmanship is not good enough. He didn’t even turn off the lights here.

Could it be that the opponent has been fighting for so long and still hasn't understood that if the lights are not turned off, the battlefield will always be one-way and transparent, and they will always be passively beaten.

A lion fights a rabbit with all his strength. Don't take any chances in a battle. Maybe the enemy will be almost back in position at this moment.

Fang Lang looked behind the blocking vehicle. More than thirty meters away from the rear of the vehicle, there were two alleys on the left and right.

Looking at the guard platoon soldiers who surrounded him to protect his safety, Fang Lang pointed to two alleys and motioned for everyone to move forward.

The soldiers understood what he meant, picked up their weapons, and moved forward lightly.

However, during the advancement process, Fang Lang was always surrounded in the middle. This made Fang Lang, who was holding the Garand, unable to lift the gun and felt extremely depressed.

If the enemy sees this, he will know at a glance that he is an important person, and he will immediately focus on him.

Fortunately, the light is dim now and there are no street lights nearby, otherwise Fang Lang would definitely push these guys away.

The crowd continued to push toward the alley, and as they walked past the gate of a factory on the roadside, Fang Lang felt something strange in this factory.

There is a sense of danger, but it is not strong.

Fang Lang quickly put his hand on the shoulder of the soldier directly in front of him and squeezed. The soldier understood and stopped moving forward, and everyone slowly squatted down.

With the help of the dim night, Fang Lang looked through the gap in the iron door of the factory and discovered that there were more than a dozen cars parked vaguely in the open space in the middle of the factory.

With just one glance, Fang Lang understood that this should be where the gangsters who attacked him stored their vehicles.

There was a sense of danger inside, indicating that there should be people guarding the vehicle inside. Fang Lang nodded at two soldiers and whispered a few words in their ears.

The two looked at each other, nodded, walked around to the other side of the wall quietly, and climbed over quietly.

Here Fang Lang thought of a new tactical action, which is sign language.

It’s a pity that there was no training in the past, so it can only be solved by whispering. It seems that these will be included in the Marine Corps training manual in the future. Next time when silent communication is needed, direct gesture communication will be enough to reduce the risk of exposure.

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