Two Hundred and Ninety-Two Transfer

The troops assembled at the fastest speed, and the weapons and supplies were quickly put in place. The soldiers who got the weapons and equipment lined up neatly, and the atmosphere was tense and solemn. (viii) Chinese network "% ⒈

As soon as a company completed its preparations, it was immediately sent to a troop carrier by the on-site commander and drove out of the playground to stand by.

There was no passionate mobilization before the battle, and there were no crowds to see off. There were only silent soldiers who were about to go to the battlefield.

Ye Han had just memorized the names of the platoon leaders assigned to him, but he hadn't figured out the relationship between the names and the faces when a military vehicle suddenly stopped nearby, and a colonel officer got off the vehicle and shouted loudly at the troops: " Who is Ye Han?"

Although the soldiers on the playground didn't speak much, they were filled with the sound of officers' passwords, footsteps of queues and the sound of vehicles' engines. The voice of the colonel was directly drowned out by the chaotic noise.

The accompanying orderly immediately stood up and ran to the officer closest to him: "Report, is this Ye Han?"

The officer shook his head, and the orderly immediately went to the next target.

When they found the third officer, they finally ran into Ye Han's subordinates. The reserve platoon leader raised his arm and pointed. The orderly finally found the right owner, and hurried over to salute: "Commander Ye, look for him."

Ye Han was very surprised, and immediately followed the orderly to the Colonel, and saluted, "Master, are you looking for me?"

"You are Ye Han?" The colonel looked Ye Han up and down, "Hand over the work immediately and follow me."

"Yes!" Ye Han agreed, and then showed a embarrassed look, "Master, I just took over the army, and I don't even know my face well, so I don't know who to hand over to."

"Oh?" The colonel was a little surprised, but said immediately, "Then you come with me now, and I will arrange another person to take over the troops."

"Long, just me?" Ye Han asked.

"Just you," said the colonel.

"I still have four fighters." Ye Han said.

The colonel pondered for a moment: "Take it."

"Yes!" Ye Han agreed, and ran away in a hurry. After a few minutes, he gathered the soldiers who came together and drove the off-road vehicle to the colonel.

"The car is not bad." The colonel commented lightly, turned around and got into his own car.

"Follow up!" Ye Han patted Ci Hai and instructed.

Two cars drove out of the old camp one after the other, and drove straight into the city of Fuyun. Ye Han felt that the route he was driving was somewhat familiar, but he was not very familiar with the streets of Fuyun. After many days, he had already remembered I don't know where this trail leads to.

The colonel's car drove directly into the city center and turned into a rather large park. Ye Han looked at the vaguely familiar scenery in the park, and suddenly remembered that this was Fuyun City Center Park where a fire was ignited not long ago and a large number of giant cockroaches were killed. .

At this time, in the central park, there are still old scorching marks, and a large military green helicopter is parked in the open space in the middle of the park.

The two cars were parked near the helicopter, and the colonel pointed at the helicopter: "Board the plane!" After speaking, he secretly glanced at Ye Han's off-road vehicle, thinking about how to use this off-road vehicle.

Although this kind of bulletproof off-road vehicle is not a real armored vehicle, it also has good protection capabilities and is much safer than the ordinary military vehicles equipped on it.

Just as the troops are about to go to the battlefield, it is a good choice to call a few people to build a mobile headquarters.

The colonel had already started to figure out how to use the off-road vehicle, but Ye Han did not act according to his script. The off-road vehicle drove near the plane, and Ye Han directly talked to the pilot: "Brother, do you have a sling?"

The pilot replied: "I have."

Ye Han turned his head to say hello, and several soldiers in the car immediately jumped out of the car, hung the sling on the plane to the hook on the body, and after fixing it carefully, five people got into the plane one by one.

The helicopter started the engine and slowly left the ground, the sling was tightened, and the off-road vehicle under the fuselage left the ground as the plane rose.

The colonel couldn't help being stunned, why did he lift the car away together?

He couldn't help cursing angrily, these people are too picky, isn't it just a car?

After the helicopter took off, it quickly pulled up, and then turned around and flew south. Ye Han on the plane was wearing a huge earphone, holding a gun and sitting on a chair with his eyes closed.

Suddenly calling him back to send him to the helicopter is probably due to the news from the command headquarters. Although it is not known what task was arranged above, for Ye Han, no matter how urgent, difficult and dangerous the task is, it is better than commanding a group of infantry. It's much better to rush at the enemy.

The special forces are also human beings, who are like being shot, leading troops to charge on the battlefield below where the bullets are flying, is definitely a nightmare for the special forces.

The helicopter flew all the way south, and the Fuhu line was always within the pilot's line of sight. About ten minutes later, Xiao Yuan suddenly saw a convoy behind the highway, and he immediately pushed Ye Han: "Company commander, there are people below!"

Ye Han probed and looked: "My own."

Xiao Yuan was startled: "Isn't it? Can you see clearly from such a distance?"

Ye Han smiled slightly, pointed to his eyes and said, "It's not me, my eyesight is the standard of a pilot."

"So powerful?" Xiao Yuan wanted to say something, when he suddenly heard a strong whistling sound.

The noise of helicopters is much higher than that of fixed-wing aircraft. No matter inside or outside the aircraft, the decibels of the noise are very high. If you don’t wear headphones, you can only talk by lying on your ears and shouting.

The howling sound can still penetrate into everyone's ears under such circumstances, which shows the high intensity of the sound source.

Everyone immediately went to the porthole to look out curiously, and Zhuo Haoran on the right shouted loudly: "Plane, our plane!"

Everyone flocked to the right porthole, but only saw a few white trails left in the air.

Ye Han did not flock to the right side like the others, but kept looking at the ground. The plane passed the convoy on the ground, and on the field not far ahead, there appeared another group of scattered armored vehicles, at least dozens of them in number. tower.

Looking into the distance, flames rise from the fields in late autumn, thick black smoke drifts with the wind, and unusually conspicuous craters are distributed irregularly on the ground. Near the craters, hundreds of naked, fallen or Looking up, more corpses were torn apart, and there were dead bodies, blood and burning flames everywhere.

The battlefields that most Chinese people have in their minds are scenes staged by actors in movies and TV shows, but in real battlefields, apart from dead bodies, there are countless torn human bodies, blood spilled in large areas and scattered internal organs.

If a complete corpse is killed by a bullet, there is still the possibility of leaving clothes. If it is killed by a shell, the shock wave of the explosion can easily tear the clothing of the victim, so it is often seen on the battlefield that there is no half of the corpse. It's not like in movies and TV, no matter how tragic the death is, there is no shortage of clothes on the body. (To be continued.)