Standalone Tokyo

Chapter 308: Perfect Preparation

PS: This chapter may be a bit watery. I realized it was a bit long-winded after I finished writing it.

"Asshole, Huang Mao, when you made the plan, did you seriously consider the actual situation? If we fight according to your idea, how many people out of 500 can survive?

Destroy the enemy base in one night?

Do you think this is a game or a gang fight? Have you ever considered why we should fight a night battle with the enemy who has the advantage of terrain when we have the advantage of numbers and firepower?

As elite troops, the Sea Lion Commandos and Rangers can fight at night, but can terrorists fight at night? And the armed militias of the Black Soil Family..."

When Fujiwara Masato received the battle plan submitted by the yellow-haired man, even though he had no military knowledge, he could tell at a glance that the plan was unreliable. If the base was really razed to the ground, the two hundred NPCs would also be seriously injured and suffer heavy losses.

Therefore, Fujiwara Masato immediately called and scolded Huangmao, and cancelled his battle plan that was eager to win and ignored the actual objective conditions.

Are you kidding me? We have the firepower advantage, why don't we fight during the day?

However, because of this incident, Fujiwara Masato realized Huangmao's flaws. Born as a street thug, the latter was good at commanding small-scale operations, whether it was assassination or street fights.

When it came to a regular outdoor encounter, the yellow-haired man was still using his gang mentality to plan his actions. Even though Fujiwara Masato had sent him the Rangers and Sea Lion Commandos, the former had never thought of asking for the opinions of these regular troops.

Well, we really can't rely on Huangmao in this matter, so Fujiwara Masato will take it upon himself to formulate a battle plan.

First, Fujiwara no Masato postponed the attack date that Huangmao and Kurodo Yang had decided on the spot, and forced it to be pushed back by a week.

The distance between the Black Soil Farm and the Mercy Medical Base is only five hours on the map of Brazil.

According to Huangmao's original battle plan, the combat team was to set off at 1 p.m. and arrive around dusk. Then the team would be able to engage in battle and launch an attack at 8 to 9 p.m.

Fujiwara Masato really didn't want to mention what was going on with this particularly ideal travel plan that was full of flaws.

Huangmao is not familiar with the traffic conditions in Brazil, but Heituyang, as the local boss, must be aware of it. But why doesn't he object?
Brazil is a country where rainforest occupies 60% of the country's territory. Due to government corruption and its proximity to the United States, Brazil's transportation roads are generally very poor.

As long as you leave the city, except for a few highways outside the city, the drives through the rainforest are very "primitive".

Yes, it is very primitive. Not only is it dirt, but it is also extremely muddy. Many lanes look good on the map, but in fact when you drive past them, you will find that the road environment is terrible.

Of course, not all off-road tracks in Brazil are bad, but if you don't actually investigate and just follow the map, you'd be reckless.

Fujiwara Masato sent out fifty rangers, driving four-wheel drive off-road vehicles and carrying weapons to scout the roads along the way.

Their mission was to develop new marching routes that would bypass difficult-to-access, densely populated areas, while also finding suitable artillery positions near enemy bases.

According to Fujiwara Masato's order, the Rangers needed to find more than three suitable artillery positions and temporary airports for armed helicopters at distances of ten kilometers, fifteen kilometers, twenty kilometers, etc. from the enemy base.

The focus of this battle is the three towed 155mm howitzers, and the position of the artillery cannot be chosen casually.

The enemy's base was in a valley inside a rainforest. From the system's small map, there was only one road leading to it. Before actually exploring it, he didn't know whether it was concrete or a muddy dirt road.

Logically, as an external passage for a base, the road should be well built, otherwise it would be very inconvenient for the base's supplies and personnel to enter and exit.

But this is the magical Brazil, and no one can guarantee what it will actually be like.

Personnel were arranged to go for reconnaissance, and Fujiwara Masato also changed the originally planned convoy.

In Huangmao's plan, he wanted to use cars and trucks to transport personnel and ammunition, with three military trucks towing the 155 heavy artillery.

These contents seem to be fine, but Fujiwara Masato feels they are unreliable.

All the cars and trucks were replaced with medium and heavy-duty trucks. As for where to get the heavy trucks, Fujiwara Masato asked Kurodo Yo to find a way.

As a local tyrant in Brazil, if he doesn't even have the ability to buy or borrow some heavy trucks, then Fujiwara Masato will have to despise him.

Especially the three towed artillery pieces. It is very unreliable to let them maneuver by relying on their own two wheels in the rainforest environment of Brazil.

In order to avoid accidents and to maintain confidentiality, the three artillery pieces had to be loaded and transported using heavy trucks.

Five hundred combatants were not enough, so Fujiwara no Masato increased it to eight hundred.

Of the three hundred new men, fifty were artillerymen, responsible for the operation of three guns.

Fifty of them are drivers. This is something that the Poker Organization will solve. Fujiwara Masato will select fifty people with driving skills from the existing militia and bring them to Brazil, preparing to have them carry weapons and wear bulletproof vests to drive.

Fujiwara Masato did not dare to trust the driver found by the Kurotsuchi family. At most, he let the former serve as a co-driver, and his own people had to be the main driver.

The remaining 150 people are all logistical support personnel, such as professional trauma doctors, medics, cooks, laborers, mechanics, and laundry workers.

These non-combatants were necessary, and they were recruited temporarily from Brazil to give locals a chance to earn extra money.

Trauma doctors are no exception. Brazil's economy and free medical environment have left many doctors in public hospitals who are good at treating gunshot wounds in poverty.

As long as they are paid enough, they don't mind traveling to earn extra money.

Brazil, where universal healthcare is free, has shown its people that free is the most expensive thing.

In order to maximize the role of these non-combat personnel, Fujiwara Masato also planned to put some auxiliary vehicles into the convoy.

Fujiwara Masato prepared at least one non-combat vehicle, including a towed cooking car, a laundry car, a medical car, and a water car.

He prepared three important vehicles such as medical vehicles, which allow trauma doctors to perform operations on nine operating tables at the same time.

If some special vehicles cannot be purchased in a short period of time, then we can buy buses and four-wheel off-road trucks in the nearest big city, Rio de Janeiro, and have them modified by hired Russian armed helicopter ground crew members.

As for combat supplies such as medicines, combat rations, fresh vegetables, and field military tents, Fujiwara Masato even had people purchase them in a certain Eastern country, and then use the system warehouse to transport them to Brazil. After a series of preparations, Fujiwara Masato was surprised to find that the quota of 800 people seemed to be insufficient, but 50 trucks were enough.

Just transporting weapons, equipment and combat supplies occupied 25 trucks, and the remaining 25 trucks were used to transport people, which was a bit crowded.

Fujiwara Masato thought about it, and then he raised the number of personnel in the team to 1,000, 500 combat personnel and 500 non-combat personnel, a reasonable one-to-one ratio, and the number of vehicles was also increased to 60.
The extra transportation capacity can be used to transport more artillery shells.

Since we have put in so much effort, we might as well unify the basic protective gear and uniforms of the Black Soil Militia.

It is impossible to prepare heavy bulletproof armor for 300 people, but it is still no problem to provide each person with a US military helmet, two sets of US military jungle combat uniforms without any markings, and a set of combat vests.

The big equipment has been prepared, and those small gadgets that will indeed affect the battle can be given away. There is really no need to be stingy and save hundreds of thousands of US dollars.

After some operations, Fujiwara Masato successfully increased the funding for this combat operation several times, raising it to 50 million US dollars.

The 50 million may not be used up, but if so much money is not prepared, things may get into trouble if a war breaks out.

This is small money, pay it.

Fujiwara Masato, who was in an excited state, approved the funds for the operation with a stroke of his pen so that he could continue playing his "Modern: Total War" game.

The money was taken from the U.S. Poker treasury.

As long as this battle is fought well, there will naturally be a lot of wealthy people in the United States who are dissatisfied with the Squid and donate to the poker organization. Fifty million US dollars is not a loss.

However, after arranging all these things, Fujiwara Masato began to scratch his head. How long would it take to fight such a large army and weapons and ammunition?
Could that medical base, which covered an area roughly as large as a Chinese high school and had four hundred researchers and more than a hundred armed security personnel, withstand his attack within a day?

Not sure, don't know, not clear... Never mind, just go ahead and fight step by step. We have all the stuff and people ready, it would be a shame if we don't fight.

After all the trouble, Fujiwara Masato found that a week seemed not enough.

Then add another week of preparation time. This is my first time commanding a battle and I cannot afford to make any mistakes.

Fujiwara Masato remotely controlled the personnel and combat supplies to gather at the Black Soil Farm. He was having so much fun that he forgot everything else. Such a big move could not be kept secret from the outside world.

Although the Black Soil Farm is now implementing a security regulation that only allows entry but not exit, they are buying cars and hiring trauma doctors to make extra money. At the same time, they are also organizing Black Soil militia to conduct collective shooting and familiarize themselves with firearms and offensive tactics.

These actions caused a big commotion at the Black Soil Farm.

Even though the location of the Black Soil Farm is very cheap, this series of events still attracted the attention of the outside world.

Brazil's police and military first looked over here, then looked away.

Not to mention the matter at the Black Soil Farm, the CIA had already informed them in advance. Even if there was no one, they would not dare to interfere in the affairs here.

Since the officials don't care, Brazil's "civilian" forces, including some gangs, drug trafficking groups, and guerrillas, should be on high alert.

The momentum created by the Black Soil Farm is that a reinforced battalion of the US military is gathering. No matter who they are going to strike hard, this is a powerful force that can change the situation in Brazil.

Therefore, there are many people wandering around the Black Soil Farm. Some pretend to be tourists and come here to camp, some disguise themselves as reporters, and some drive a car full of skilled women to look for opportunities.

It was a mess. If Huangmao hadn't arranged for the Sea Lion Commandos to stand guard and refuse entry to any outsiders, the situation inside the Black Soil Farm would have been figured out by these messy people.

If anyone dares to trespass, they will shoot them on the spot, using the most severe actions to isolate them from outside prying eyes.

Within four or five days, the sentries of the Sea Lion Commando killed more than a dozen spies and real and fake reporters.

Amidst the panic in the underground world near the Black Soil Farm, the Wallis Charity Medical Base, which was the target of this time, remained peaceful.

The researchers and security guards in the base had no idea that the fifty rangers had already figured out the nearby terrain and planned a marching route.

There is no way. This is a completely dark matter. Except for Heituyang, who knows the inside story, the Heitu militiamen who are about to go to the war don’t know who their target is, let alone the people in the base.

The member of the Wallis family who was in charge of the operation of this base had also heard about what happened at the Black Soil Farm, but he did not think it had anything to do with him.

It’s not a problem of not being vigilant enough, but a problem of not having enough imagination.

Under such circumstances, Fujiwara Masato finally completed all the pre-war preparations. On a sunny morning without rain, this huge team of one thousand people and sixty vehicles left the Black Soil Farm and headed towards their destination.

The march is expected to take five to eight hours, most of the day, with stops and starts, and will probably arrive at the artillery position designated by the Rangers ten kilometers away in the afternoon.

When exactly, with regard to the rainforest road conditions in Brazil, who can be sure?

During the march, there will definitely be some man-made accidents.

After the convoy set off, more than a dozen followers appeared near the Black Soil Farm and followed them in various ways.

Some of them are spies for gangs and drug cartels, some are police informants, and some are members of local Brazilian mercenaries.

The former is to see who the target of this "US military" is, while the latter is to see if they can find an opportunity to make money.

Whether they are hired by the commander of the "US military" or asked for help by the targets of the US military's attack, the Brazilian desperadoes feel that as long as the price is right, there is no problem.

Poverty is more terrible than death.

Heitu Yang in the convoy also knew what was happening later, and his subordinates reported the news via mobile phone.

"Mr. Red Jack, do we need to send someone to drive away these stalkers?"

"Don't pay any attention to them. Since they are curious, let them follow. If they get too close, have them shoot. If they follow from a distance, just ignore them."

(End of this chapter)