Don't talk about martial arts, I'm a war contractor

Chapter 72 Corporate Culture, My Promise

After the two parties signed, Anka and his son said goodbye and left, and soon the whole camp was busy.

Tomorrow is the decisive battle, and the atmosphere is unprecedentedly tense.

Xia Yu is probably the least nervous, because everything is under control.

Coincidentally, Ke Ang felt the same way.

The mercenary team he sent had just reported to him about the movement of the Anka infantry battalion.

"Brigade Commander, they got hooked, you can watch mine tomorrow!"

"Well, don't be careless, defeat Anka tomorrow, and I will report to General Sasu for your first contribution."

He said to be vigilant, but the brigade commander was also immersed in beautiful fantasies.

Don't blame him, Xia Yu's deception operation today is not an ordinary success, the commander above thinks so, and the frontline soldiers below think so too.

The Anka infantry battalion is no better than them except for better equipment and a faster escape speed.

Without those infantry chariots and that armed helicopter, he would not be able to show his prestige at all.

"By the way, brigade commander, we must prevent Anka's main force from being trapped, and that Mi-24 will spoil the situation."

Ke Ang remembered this solemn statement.

The opponent entered the city to fight, and the Mi-24 hadn't appeared for a while, but it had to be guarded at the critical moment.

"Don't worry, I'll take care of the air defense myself, and I will arrange the needle air defense team from Panaka on the tall buildings around the trap."

Instead of taking on the air defense role, the Korn will have more RPG shooters to use against those dozen BTR-80s.

No way, Anka's BTR-80 has also been modified.

After the front is equipped with additional armor, it can resist 14.5mm bullets. His BTR-60 can't penetrate it from the side, and the BMP-2 has to be transferred to deal with weasels.

Ke Ang seems to have arranged everything, but in Xiayu's plan, the most fragile BTR-80 will not enter the city at all, and they will only take on the role of scavengers.

"There are 8 rounds of anti-tank missiles left. It is too wasteful to use them to hit the transport vehicles. I will leave 2 to protect the headquarters, and send all the rest to see if they can kill their infantry vehicles."

Cohen went on to describe his tactical arrangements.

The loss last time was a bit miserable, but after all, it wasn't a problem with weapons.

Even if these 6 rounds can only destroy one or two targets, it is worth it for him.

"The anti-tank force can never be too much. I heard from the mercenaries that there are 8 infantry combat vehicles in Anka's infantry battalion?"

The brigade commander nodded in agreement, and was shocked by Little Anka's financial resources.

"Yes, it's three times faster than the number, which is why we have such a hard time fighting defensive battles."

"When Anka is defeated, we will also change to better equipment."

With the oil output of Bomatu, it can afford two reinforced infantry battalions. After all, there is no need to hand over profits to Busa.

"Keang, fight this battle better, when the time comes, General Sasu will be promoted to brigade commander."

As long as he can withstand this wave of Bosa's offensive, Panaka will definitely spend a lot of money to update his heavy equipment.

After listening to the big cake drawn by the brigade commander, Ke Ang was also in high spirits.

Give him a set according to the establishment of Anka's infantry battalion, and he dares to fight to Kongluga.

Dazzled by the "great situation", he apparently forgot about Osa.

Since a certain company opened for business, Kongluga has become a restricted area for the rebels, and if you dare to come here, don't even think about leaving alive.

"Boom~Boom~Boom~~"

At the forward position at the entrance to the city, Anka's artillery battery fired half a base number of shells into the city.

Before the decisive battle, the raid and harassment operations also intensified.

Xia Yu stood on the turret of a BTR-80 and looked at the urban area of ​​Bomatu through binoculars.

The counterattack came quickly, but with much less force.

Half of the artillery companies of the rebel infantry battalion were killed when they entered the city, and the remaining artillery companies were merged into Cohen to no avail. After all, there were no large-caliber howitzers.

"Fortunately, it was Bomatu, we would be easily bombarded by Panaka!"

Xia Yu jumped off the delivery vehicle and complained to Hans next to him.

"Then fly the helicopter and raise their artillery positions first."

Their corporate culture is like this, it's fine if they don't talk about martial arts, and they like to strike first.

"Okay, I'm very energetic. After the Bomatu is finished, let's go back to special training."

Sweat more in normal times and bleed less in wartime, Xia Yu has already thought up a package of training plans.

For example, proficiency in low-altitude and high-speed penetration, how to use angular velocity and terrain advantages to get rid of old portable air defense missiles.

It was hard to get the new Xiayu, let alone the targets he wanted to hit.

"Let's go, we may have to fight until night tomorrow, let's recharge our spirits before the fight begins!"

Greeting the staff to go back together, the sound of gunfire in the distance gradually subsided.

After taking a shower and lying on the camp bed, Xia Yu fell asleep without thinking much, and it was already the morning of the next day when she opened her eyes again.

Breakfast was two poached eggs per person, and Lao Yu wrapped and frozen meat buns sent from Kongluga.

The taste is better than those packaged by machines. Sergey and the others also like this combination of carbohydrates and protein very much, starting with one cage per person.

"I want to eat tofu flower."

Xia Yu took a bite of the bun and said.

Hans spread his hands, there might be a solution for soybean milk, but tofu flower is beyond his ability.

"Mongoose, call Lao Yu and tell him that we will go back to have breakfast tomorrow... the day after tomorrow."

Xia Yu took out the satellite phone and threw it to Hans.

After squatting on the front line for almost a month, it was time to end the rebels and go back to rest.

Panaka is not in a hurry, Bomatu played so smoothly, thanks to the previous special training.

It is impossible for him to go to an unfamiliar battlefield without preparation, which is irresponsible to himself and his employees.

After going through big breaks and great establishments, Xia Yu still likes money, but he will not be fascinated by money.

After the breakfast time, all the staff moved to the maintenance tent and received the pre-war lectures from the boss.

"This time, our task is very difficult, but the rewards are equally generous. In addition to promising your salary, I also prepared a bonus for each of you."

Xia Yu does not do charity, and he is not stingy either. He will pay them worthy of their contributions.

"During the battle, someone may be injured, and someone may die. If he is injured, I will find the best doctor to treat him. If he is sacrificed, I will personally send a pension to his family."

"This is my promise, what about yours?"

Xia Yu said and looked at Sergey and the others.

"Are you willing to dedicate yourself to this mission, dedicating your courage, talent, and even your life?"

A mercenary is a profession that is on the verge of death, and one should have such an awareness on the day one enters the profession.

"Sir, this is our will and our promise."

Sergey stepped forward and handed six wrinkled envelopes to Xia Yu, expressing their determination.

If the employer is worthy of them, they will naturally be worthy of the employer.

"Very good, I hope that after the mission is over, I can return these suicide notes to each of you."

Xia Yu also said solemnly.

In this mission, the most dangerous thing is the digital team that downloads the equipment to fight. Any bullet with a caliber of more than 7.62mm can take their lives, so I can only wish them good luck.

Watching Sergei lead the five people back to prepare, Xia Yu looked at Hans again.

"I didn't write a suicide note. If I did that, our crew would do that too, so there's no need."

(End of this chapter)