Chapter 143 War Is a Man's Arena, Not a Woman's Art

Drosnil Naval Port, in a small auditorium behind the headquarters building.

Soldiers from the elite assault force of the Marine Corps, as well as the reconnaissance, special service, and sharp knife companies of each division gathered together and sat neatly and solemnly under the stage.

"Boom, boom, boom." The military boots stepped on the floor, like a muffled drum being hit by a mallet.

Adelaide walked to the front desk, straightened her slightly stooped waist, and gestured to a female officer next to her.

With a soft "click", the projection equipment was turned on, and a 3D holographic topographic map appeared between Adelaide and the sergeants.

"Colonel Flavi has already told you about the severe situation that the rebel army is facing right now, so I won't go into details." He stepped down from the stand and pointed to the northwest area of ​​Odin Continent, which was marked with a highlighted pattern " "Barrier of the Brave" said: "After research by the headquarters, the only way to break this predicament is to organize a special service unit to infiltrate the military industrial base in the 'Barrier of the Brave' to carry out the blasting mission behind enemy lines. At the same time, I will order the surrounding areas to hide in secret The comrades at the headquarters launched a riot, dragged down the 606th Division that was left behind by the Third Army Corps, and marched eastward, approaching the Miluo Plateau. In this way, the enemy’s frontline troops will inevitably be divided to rescue, and the crisis on the Eastern Front will be easily resolved.”

After finishing speaking, Adelaide glanced at the silent soldiers below, and said in an unusually dignified tone: "It can be said bluntly that everyone here is the elite of the army, and they are the sharp knives of our First Fleet in the North Sea. Similarly, This operation is also a backwater battle that concerns the life and death of our army. If it succeeds, it will relieve the pressure of the Eastern Front; if it fails, our army's war layout in the Odin continent will be completely defeated."

"There are tentatively 200 personnel to carry out this mission. The specific combat details will be announced before the operation. Now, I am here to say, soldiers, the time has come to test your courage and faith! Volunteer to participate in this mission." Mission. Please stand by my side."

Although Adelaide did not disclose too many details of the operation, everyone knew in their hearts that they would go deep behind enemy lines and wreak havoc on military industrial enterprise bases full of fortifications and defense robots. It would be a deadly operation.

The calm lasted only a few seconds before it was replaced by a roar, mixed with cursing and self-deprecating voices.

"If I had known this, I wouldn't have joined the rebel army. It would be nice to go home and farm comfortably." A guy with a straight spine but a crooked military cap on his head said with a depressed face. , but his footsteps are faster than anyone else, and he has already stepped onto the stage in a dazzling time and stood beside Adelaide.

"Blake. You still owe me 200myd. It's been half a year. When I come back, you must pay me back." This is an Asian man who is a bit preoccupied.

"Fuck, you're dead.

I don't have to pay it back. "The black man named Black smiled, stood up and patted the creditor who was a head shorter than him: "Of course, if I die, I don't have to pay it back, hahahaha..."

Ridiculous words resounded in the crowd from time to time, but most of them left silently. Walking firmly towards Adelaide, there was a commotion in several corners. It was soldiers from different units fighting for the way, and they even did not hesitate to fight. dead quota.

No one flinched. No one hesitated. Perhaps they will curse the injustice of this world, why noble gentlemen lie on comfortable soft beds, embrace those young and beautiful girls who are 20 or 30 years younger than them, and go back to sleep, but they have to hold guns. To talk about love with gunfire, gunpowder smoke, and even death.

Maybe they will think of the potato soup made by their mother, the hiccups of their father after drunk, the breakup text messages from their girlfriends, and even the charming "Galaxy Fairy" on the wall of the dormitory, um... and the quilt under the quilt at the head of the bed. Countless people turned it over.

However, when the call of duty comes, they will pick up the guns that hit the bottom of their hearts without hesitation, because only after experiencing oppression, can they understand the value of hope, even if the road to the ideal land is a road paved with blood. Even the rough trails, they will not turn back, let alone stop.

In a few breaths, there were more than 600 people standing beside Adelaide, but the field was empty, only Tang Fang, who was holding a cup of coffee in the back row, was taking a small sip, holding a cup of coffee. Aros the cigar, and Howson the sleepy.

"You... as I said just now, only two hundred people are needed." Adelaide blushed a little because of his excitement.

"General, let's go. My commando team just won the shooting competition a few years ago. Every brother is a sharpshooter." Captain Billy of the commando team said.

"Pull it down, what's the use of a sharpshooter. General, my people are all decathlons, and they cooperate with each other tacitly. They are the best at carrying out this type of mission." The person who spoke was the commander of the special reconnaissance company, a guy with a hoarse voice.

"use me……"

"Use our special service team..."

Several soldiers belonging to different units fought cocks like you looked at me and I looked at you, and there was a tendency to disagree with each other and fight each other.

Before taking the stage, Adelaide knew that these guys would never be timid, let alone deserters, but no matter what, he never thought that things would develop to this point.

Is it the courage in their breasts? Or a competitive mentality? No... not at all, because they are all men with boiling blood flowing in their bodies. Compared to dying in government cells, dying in the execution ground, dying on a hospital bed, a bloody battlefield is the best destination for them.

Adelaide was a little at a loss, and the staff officers standing on both sides of the hall were also in a daze.

"Stop arguing." At this moment, a Lai Yangyang voice came, Tang Fang casually threw the coffee cup into Claire's hand, stood up and stretched long, and there was a burst of "cracking" from his neck. ring.

"Whatever weapons you use, as long as you can defeat them, Brigadier General Adelaide will allow you to participate in this mission." He casually pointed to the looters in the corner of the synagogue, waved to Aros, and then Kicking Howson awake, he turned and walked towards the back door.

When passing by Claire's side, as if suddenly thinking of something, he paused slightly: "I put too much sugar, remember to put less next time, sweets are a woman's hobby..."

"Huh?" Claire raised her head, her pretty face flashed sullenly. As a captain officer, a stunning beauty who captivated all beings, and a noble and glamorous officer in the hearts of his soldiers, she committed herself to him. For coffee, he actually pointed fingers, thinking that there is too much sugar, which is tolerable or unbearable!

Just when Claire was about to go berserk, Tang Fang suddenly stretched out his hand and picked out a gray line from her waterfall-like blond hair: "War is a man's arena, it shouldn't be an art for you women..."

He left just like that, leaving behind Claire with a complicated expression, Adelaide who was stunned on the stage, and a group of soldiers stationed in Hong Kong.