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Chapter 182 Technical reserve, great battle (5K for subscription!)

"It just so happens that I'm going to see Battalion Commander Anka too!"

Xia Yu asked Duomi to prepare the car.

I have to be busy with daytime work during the day, so I can only squeeze out time at night.

Going back to the tent, I rummaged through the cabinets, found a few bags of alcoholic peanuts, chicken feet with pickled peppers, and canned yellow peaches, and then picked up the chilled classic 1903 from the refrigerator. Xiayu went into the Panhard VBL outside in large and small bags.

It's not good to visit patients empty-handed.

Foreigners like to bring flowers, while Chinese people are more pragmatic, and most of them bring some nutritious food and drink.

When we arrived, the hospital was not as crowded as before because all the lightly injured people had returned to the camp after their wounds were treated.

Not seeing Hans or his sister, Xia Yu found the tent where little Anka was.

Two days was enough for little Anka to wake up, but she was very haggard, and her face was scarred by shrapnel just like Anton's.

For others, being disfigured is not a good thing, but for Xiao Anka, it is a bonus after recovering from injury.

Well, tough guy battalion commander → iron-blooded deputy brigade commander, Xia Yu has already thought up a publicity plan.

I didn't do it myself before, mainly because the little Anka in the infantry battalion was like a thin bamboo pole, and when he changed clothes, he looked more like a hip-hop black man on the east coast of the old magnesium, rather than a black Afika officer.

After the formation of the infantry battalion, the number of people who have been working hard has become much more solid, but they still lack murderous intent.

But it's different now, with scars on his face, it's not easy to mess with. Coupled with the record of concentrating fire and defense all the way, it can be said that the future is truly boundless.

At this time, the publicity will be more effective if more people believe it.

"Commander Anka, I'm here to see you."

Xia Yu raised the beer in her hand and said to Anka who took off her earphones.

"If you just bring a bunch of bananas, I'll be happier."

Little Anka was not polite to his Uncle Huang Weasel, rolling his eyes and complaining.

"No bananas, do you want banana chips?"

Xia Yu said and took out a pack of domestic banana chips.

These things are not expensive in China, but you can't buy them in Afika. Every time they are shipped by air or sea from the country, he will take some similar snacks.

It doesn't matter if you give it as a gift or drink it yourself.

"Patients can't drink!"

Liv and the nurse walked into the tent for rounds and immediately reminded the two of them when they saw this scene.

"He doesn't drink, but he watches me while I drink."

Xia Yu opened a can, took a sip and said.

"By the way, the mongoose...should I say Hans?"

This was the first time he had spoken to Sister Hans.

"Mongoose, it's a fancy code name, he didn't tell me that."

Liv had a hard time connecting Hans with the solar panels of the animal kingdom, the mongoose.

Well, my brother who loves to drink coffee and stay up late does often have dark circles under his eyes, and loves to occupy the balcony at home during holidays, so he looks dazed.

Who is so talented to give this nickname?

It didn't take long for Liv to accept this setting.

"Meerkat he went next door, after all he was once one of them."

Having the same experience, naturally having the same topic, but leaving behind the sister whom I haven't seen for a long time, and bragging with a bunch of rough men, Xia Yu can't do such a thing.

Of course, his only child has no sister.

"Very well, the wound is not infected, be careful not to get wet."

After finishing the inspection, Liv warned Little Anka.

"We must not get wet, but Dr. Liv, in another week, can Commander Anka return to the camp to recuperate?"

Xia Yu didn't let Xiao Anka speak and answered and asked on his behalf.

He planned to launch a general attack on the rebels this week. Little Anka, the "protagonist", could not break into the rebel camp, but he had to sit on the front line as the commander of the annihilation war.

If you do a complete show and stay in the hospital, you won't be able to leave detailed video data.

"Yes, we can suture the wound tomorrow, just try not to exercise vigorously before the primary healing, otherwise it will be very troublesome."

Liv nodded and said.

After the debridement of the gunshot wound, the wound is generally not sutured in the first stage. The dressing is changed every day, and the wound is checked until it can be sutured like Xiao Anka is now.

"That's okay, we'll be discharged from the hospital in a week."

Liv didn't know why Xia Yu was so persistent for a week, but the confrontation between government forces and opposition forces didn't look like it could be resolved in a month.

Although her brother said that it could be resolved in half a month, she didn't believe it.

Her teacher, Dr. Hellman, who performed the surgery in the operating room two days ago, had been on the front line of the conflict more than once.

The rule he concluded is that if the combat effectiveness of the two sides is similar, it is normal to delay for a year and a half, and there will be new casualties every day. They even rescued soldiers from both sides at the same time in a hospital.

This time the situation is quite special, the minefields surrounded the rebels like turtle shells.

Therefore, they have not admitted a single rebel soldier until now, except for government troops, they are all sick refugees.

"I remember."

Liv lowered her head and wrote a few notes on the medical record.

"Whoever sees it has a share. This is delicious. You have worked so hard. You can have a drink after work or before going to bed."

Xia Yu handed over two bottles of beer.

"And these, I'll just keep a bag of peanuts."

Sending food and drinks is definitely a good way to get closer. Xia Yu also thanked people for little Anka.

Just like some domestic doctors with medical ethics, you give him a red envelope, and he transfers it to your family's hospital account, you may still accept it if you bring some souvenirs.

"Thank you, but I'm curious, Mr. Sherlock, what is your code name?"

Liv accepted Xia Yu's "bribe" generously, but before leaving, she asked for his code name.

She knows about her brother, but what about her boss?
"Ahem, my codename is Weasel."

Xia Yu cleared his throat and said.

"Marder? That's what my brother used to drive was called."

Liv said with a smile.

"There must be a reason. The main force of our company is this combat vehicle. In addition, foreigners like us do business in Afika. You have to be as smart as a weasel to avoid danger and make money."

Xia Yu explained.

Lion Tiger's personality doesn't match him, and it's not appropriate to call him. It's better to use his old nickname, and he will never call him wrong for eight or nine years.

"That's it, it's a very cute code name, bye!"

Watching Liv leave the tent, Liu Xiayu and Xiao Anka looked at each other.

How can such a cunning weasel be cute? I really don’t understand what a woman is thinking.

Xia Yu didn't think much about it, seeing that there was no stool in the tent, she sat cross-legged on the ground, drinking beer and explaining the general attack plan against the rebels to Anka.

"Mr. Trouble, I will definitely cooperate."

Being injured greatly touched little Anka and made him realize the cruelty of war.

Even if he doesn't charge on the front line, he can't escape the sneak attack. Fortunately, he has a good second party.

Xia Yu not only saved his life, but also turned bad things into good things, clearing the last obstacle for his future promotion.

"Take good care of your wounds, and you have to stay on the periphery when the time comes."

The Anka infantry battalion can only be handed over to the little Anka. Although Kuhn, the instructor, can replace him, the mole team is even more needed for the concentrated fire defense on the front line.

Packaging is very important, but if you don't have the strength, you can't afford it.

Xiao Anka is obviously not like this. Following behind the fire defense, he, a little white, has gradually become a professional.

He is originally a black elite. After this war that has lasted for almost a year is over, he will study abroad for two years and receive systematic military skills education. He will be worthy of his military rank and position.

Coming out of the hospital, Xia Yu also ran into Hans who came out of the blue helmet station.

"Boss, why are you here?"

Hans greeted him with a smile while scratching his hair as if he had been caught.

"Like you, I came to visit Commander Anka."

Xia Yu couldn't help but joked.

"Well, I'm mainly here to see my sister, and by the way, take a look at the peacekeeping force here." Hanstein confessed.

"Just tell me if you want to. How are you doing?"

Xia Yu was also very curious. When he was bored in the past, he and Hans talked a lot about their experiences during peacekeeping.

"They are a peacekeeping team composed of Zhimao and Huaxia. The Mao army also has a Tiger helicopter. They also took shots of arms flowing into the hands of the rebels in front of them."

Reconnaissance is very important to maintain stability in conflict zones.

"Their Tiger is the HAD type, which is stronger than the HAP type I had at that time. It is equipped with an enhanced MTR390 engine and can shoot Hellfire missiles."

Xu was shot down a helicopter in Panaka. The firepower of this blue helmet unit has been significantly strengthened.

"They have no chance to maintain stability and defend themselves, but this HAD tiger style is a good thing!"

Xia Yu said with emotion.

Who wouldn't be envious of the most expensive gunship under the Longbow Apache!

Conventional configurations such as the 30mm cannon and the 68mm rocket nest are not very attractive to him. The possibility of firing AGM-114 anti-tank missiles and the advanced optoelectronic system is really drooling.

The whole machine cannot be used, but we can transplant it!

There are a lot of foreign trade Zhi-10s out of my hometown, and the performance is also very good, but he can't explain how to transplant and upgrade, and the old photoelectric system removed from the small antelope is barely enough, so he didn't talk about it.

But if you have the opportunity to get a replacement, you must not miss it.

The old Hind can still be used for another 20 years with "tinkering". The main areas that can be improved are the range of long-range strike weapons and a new generation of optoelectronic systems.

I don’t usually think so, but this time the artillery unit that counterattacked the rebels discovered that the air-launched Hult-4.3, which had a range of only 3 kilometers, was a bit inadequate.

The airborne night vision device, which was obviously performing well, locked on the target at a distance of 5 kilometers, and continued to approach the missile that was launched only 1 kilometer away.

This made Xia Yu feel that it is necessary to make technical reserves now.

It can be used for cost reasons, but we can’t do without it, right!

Two options appeared in front of Xiayu. The first was Da Mao's 9M127 heavy anti-tank missile, which was the legendary giant vortex.

Is it just a rough product? It’s a bit rough. The range of the active model is only 6 kilometers.

Compared with the Huote-3 currently equipped by Concentrated Fire Defense, the comprehensive performance improvement is less than 40%, but I heard that an improved model is being developed and the range is expected to be increased to 8 kilometers.

This is on par with the second option, AGM-114.

As for the difficulty of obtaining, at present, it is better to start with Hellfire.

The Ka-52 Alligator crashed north of Afika, but the wreckage has been recovered, hard to beat.

There will be more vehicles with AGM-114 attached, which is very similar to spikes.

It has to be said that Yi Selie's military industry still has something to offer. As a whole missile family, Spike can be said to be comprehensive.

The Spike SR they seized from the white top hat is lighter than the cornet, and is very suitable for combat without a vehicle. The Sparrowhawk B that was knocked down by the Super Rattlesnake will be inferior to the two spike LR mounted, and Hult-3 products of the same level.

But the ultimate version that Spike and Lao Mei said is easy to use after reading it!
The Spike NLOS with a range of up to 25 kilometers can be said to be the missile with the longest range that can be equipped with all Wuzhi in the world, let alone an extended range.

This is more than the infrared combat ammunition of the Chinese fighter jets, it is too cruel.

However, it is not suitable for concentrated fire defense, because even the more mature Hellfire, with a price of 10,000+ US dollars per shot, Xia Yu has to consider whether it can be used in any situation.

Only as a technical reserve, it is still attractive to him.

After all, the third brother bought them all, so it’s not too much for Xiayu Nong to send them home for research!
"Then when we launch a general offensive against the rebels, will they appear near the battlefield?"

Xia Yu asked Hans.

"This possibility cannot be ruled out. The Blue Helmets are also responsible for military observation, and the news of the general attack cannot be hidden from them."

Hans's tone was very certain.

When they were in Mali, except for some extremely hot weather, the Tigers were deployed frequently, and they obtained a lot of first-hand intelligence on armed conflicts.

"Then you'd better find an opportunity to remind them that the rebels' anti-aircraft weapons have not been exhausted, and they may be shot down if they fly over the camp rashly."

In this general attack, the concentrated fire defense only dispatched Mi-24V when intercepting Sasu's escape, which shows his awe of portable air defense missiles.

The price of the Tiger may be more expensive, but it is not necessarily more resistant to beating than the Hind. The loss of such a late-stage model will make the Gringo feel distressed.

"I will, tomorrow or the day after tomorrow, I will tell them."

Hans responded.

Although he doesn't like the Tao people, he respects every member of the Blue Helmets.

Time flies, and it has come a week later. After several pre-war exercises, the concentrated fire defense and Busa mixed brigades will launch the final offensive against the rebels tomorrow.

The convoy mixed with cameramen came to the hospital and recorded the entire discharge process of Battalion Commander Anka Chinaz.

Under Xia Yu's suggestion, Old Anka and Monjo planned to make a "documentary" on the battlefield, recording the heroic deeds of the battalion commander defeating the rebel brigade commander head-on with injuries.

At that time, it will be broadcast to the whole country on the National Radio and Television Station (RTNC). Xiao Anka, who is a regular TV station visitor, will probably gain a lot of black fans.

It's a pity that Battalion Commander Anka is destined to be the man they can't get.

"Liv, don't leave the hospital if you say anything these two days, and run to the next door if you have any problems."

Hans did not say clearly that Liv also felt the tense atmosphere at the border. What she and her teacher could do was to apply for another batch of medicines from the headquarters and send them to the front line as soon as possible through the blue helmet channel.

At the same time, those with mild symptoms in the hospital were persuaded to go to Pannakar.

"From now on, everyone will be divided into two shifts to sleep, so as to strictly guard against death, and Busa will not try to sneak attack us."

At the rebel camp dozens of kilometers away, Sasu was giving a lecture to his officers.

In front of him, he pressed the last artillery unit, thinking that he could delay Busa for at least two or three months, but it was not as good as God's calculation, and the result was only 30% to 40% of the expected result.

Anka's infantry camp did not destroy a few tanks, and the number of casualties on the other side was only slightly higher than on our own side.

In this sneak attack, Sasu can only say that he won't lose or gain, but he still feels a little distressed.

It's fine if those cannons are blown up, at least give him a cart!

There is not a single car, but he still wants to use the artillery as infantry, which is wishful thinking.

What's more, he couldn't figure it out. The opponent dared to launch a general attack after more than a week. Who gave them the courage?
Set fire defense chant!
That damned helicopter, this time I have to keep it no matter what.

"Assemble the anti-aircraft shooters of all the camps. It's fine if the fighter jets can't take it down. Don't tell us that the helicopters can't do it either."

"Yes ×N!"

All the officers present also shared the same hatred, and some even expressed that they would go into battle in person.

Even in the rebel army, many of their officers are high-achieving students who have studied abroad. They are better at operating shoulder-anti-aircraft missiles than non-commissioned officers.

"In addition, people should be sent on duty to patrol near the mine defense belt to prevent people from Busa from stealthily clearing mines."

Thinking that two landmines had been dug out in front of him, Sassou added a few more words.

"Yes ×N!"

There was a meeting on the side of the rebels, and the mixed brigade was not idle.

Back at the camp, little Anka was carried down from the weasel’s troop compartment by his subordinates on a stretcher. Following the camera, the tent did not return, so he went to each company’s garrison, condolences to those who were slightly injured but still stuck to their posts soldiers and officers.

The people who gathered for fire defense stood outside the camera, watching all this with interest.

Their names are unknown, and their merits are claimed on their behalf.

Make money, don't be fooled.

It's just that the highlight of the mixed brigade was at the Marsal Rocket Battalion, and the old horse showed his face with Anka.

"800, I will cooperate with Battalion Commander Anka to fire 800 122mm rockets at once in the shortest time, so that the rebels know what the firepower is! Let them know the price of betraying the people!"

Masal, who was fortunately not injured, spoke righteously in front of the camera.

He can be regarded as cutting first and then playing. Anyway, the filming team will return to Busa after the shooting. At that time, he will be victorious, and someone will speak for him.

It's too small to get through the customs in a foolish way, so it's right to award meritorious service!

After the film crew went to shoot other places, Xia Yu found an opportunity and came to Masar's side.

"Captain Masar, how are you preparing?"

Xia Yu asked.

He didn't come to the Battalion Battalion much these days, but he was sure Massar wouldn't joke about his future.

"You can tell by looking at the arms of my loaders. These days, I pay for extra meals for them from my own pocket. There is meat in every meal, and the food is better than mine. Four people can load a hail truck without panting."

Marsal pulled the shirtless black man next to him and said.

The burden of clothes will only affect their speed of carrying rockets. It is fastest if they don't wear them.

"I believe this!"

　The goal has been achieved, thank you all, I feel that we still need to lay the groundwork, and the battle will start tomorrow!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)