Fall in love with a beautiful boss

There are two nationalities in the world who take military service as their profession. One is the Gurkha, and the other is the Cossacks on the Don River Grassland in Russia.

Mercenary commander Colonel Badan is a cold-blooded British with gloomy eyes. For historical reasons, like all fanatical white racial observers, he hates the radical party, hates colonial independence and discriminates against people of color.

Badan graduated from the British Royal Military Academy and participated in the war in Bosnia and Herzegovina, the war in Kosovo and the war in Chechnya. Now that peace agreements have been signed in these three places, they are in a dilemma that no one cares.

Personally, I don't think it's the fault of soldiers to fight, nor is it Badan's love for war, but professional soldiers and mercenaries can't live without war, because they are unemployed without war. War makes heroes. Soldiers fight for peace, but peace abandons these heroes. Mercenaries don't care who they fight for. Fighting is their job.

According to the latest information obtained by Lao Qin, wood took the initiative to send someone to contact the mercenaries and promised them in the name of the Burmese government army that if the revolutionary army was defeated or eliminated, the mercenaries would get rich returns and could provide them with a long-term camp in the golden triangle. Of course, the premise of all this is to win the war.

For Badan, this is a great opportunity to occupy the market. Winning this battle and eliminating Li Shun's revolutionary army is like building a corporate image. In the future, African governments will pay to hire them if they are in trouble. As soon as the situation is opened, there will be no war, no business and no money.

Thinking of the coming victory, the rolling money, and the stable base camp, I seemed to see Colonel Badan's two upturned goatee moving. He was holding a large Havana cigar in his mouth. When the smoke curled up, a cold smile of disdain rolled out from the corner of his mouth.

The mercenary Corps consists of three old rifle battalions with about 4000 people. The Burmese army is responsible for providing air cover and artillery support. They are professional soldiers, well-trained, and all use AK47 assault rifles. Gurkha soldiers have a tradition of practicing martial arts. Everyone wears a shining long knife on his waist. Once in close combat, they are brave and unstoppable.

The mercenaries crossed the Manipur valley from the East India border into Myanmar at night, and then boarded the stuffy tank transporter waiting on the west line railway. Myanmar provided information that the revolutionary army was celebrating their traditional Spring Festival, which was a natural opportunity to launch a flash attack, just as the Germans attacked Russia and the Japanese attacked Pearl Harbor. However, due to the lack of cooperation between the loosely disciplined Burmese army and the deliberate need to avoid the day when the revolutionary army was destined to be particularly vigilant on New Year's Eve, the mercenary attack was not fully launched until the third day of the lunar new year.

The outpost war started, the revolutionary army troops retreated, the riverside position fell, and the enemy quickly followed up after crossing the river.

Li Shun quickly made a deployment. All the officers and soldiers of the revolutionary army immediately returned to prepare for the war. He, I and Lao Qin immediately rushed to the front line to command the war. At the same time, in order to prevent the loss of the war, Li Shun ordered Zhang Mei to be responsible for convening the logistics personnel and their families to retreat to Laos on the other side of the Mekong River.

"I won't go. I'll go to the front with you!" Zhang Mei didn't listen to Li Shun.

"Shit, war is about dead people. You're a woman's front line!" Li Shun scolded.

"What are the dead afraid of? I'm not afraid. I must go to the front with you. If I want to die, I'll die together." Zhang Mei insisted.

"Asshole -" Li Shun suddenly stretched out his hand and slapped Zhang Mei in the face, then pulled out his pistol against Zhang Mei's forehead: "if you don't obey me, I'll kill you!"

"Shoot me, I want to be with you!" Zhang Mei covered her cheek and stared at Li Shun.

Li Shun was furious and roared, "then I'll make you --"

Lao Qin and I hurried up. Lao Qin hugged Li Shun and grabbed the gun. I pulled Zhang Mei away.

I said to Zhang Mei, "when are you still playing a little game? You will delay the overall situation and harm everyone. Do you know? Now it is a state of war. Everyone must obey his orders, and you are no exception! "

Zhang Mei bit her lips and looked at me: "well, I'll take orders! I'll go -- "

After that, Zhang Mei glared at Li Shun: "dog day, you must come back alive! Remember, you remember, if you die, I will never live another minute. "

Then Zhang Mei wiped her eyes, turned and left.

Watching Zhang Mei leave, Li SHUNFA stayed for a long time, suddenly raised his right hand and slapped himself in the face.

Then, we went straight to the western front, where the war broke out first, and the battle on the northwest front has not started yet.

Because of the enemy's attack, after Li Shun arrived, he accepted Lao Qin's suggestion and set the forward headquarters halfway up the mountain.

Standing at the headquarters, we raised our binoculars and looked down.

From the telescope, I saw ant like enemies crawling around the wolf's nest mountain pass. The dense fog seemed to surge at the foot of the tide. Those gray enemies hurried across the mountain pass and disappeared into the milky white fog.

Before long, the shadow of the enemy's forward appeared on the ridge again, first led into a line, and then scattered in the high and low trees.

Lao Qin put down his telescope and said to Li Shun and me, "the enemy is still waiting for the main force to arrive, so the battle will not really start for a while."

Li Shun nodded and called back, "guard, bring a pair of poker!"

The guard took a pair of poker out of his pocket and handed it to him.

Li Shun smiled, put out a gossip on the ground, and then shouted to the Department to gamble. When he opened his cards one by one, it was just a spade tip. All his subordinates craned their necks and waited noisily to see how Li Shun was lucky.

Lao Qin also participated, holding playing cards and smiling.

At that time, the sun was still in the clouds, the valley was half bright and half dark, the air was filled with the fragrance of vegetation, the enemy was still gathering, and the revolutionary army was preparing to fight it.

At this time, an invisible cold wave came quietly from behind, and suddenly frozen Lao Qin's hand holding playing cards in the air. The peace before the war has not been broken. The world is clear, the sun is shining, and birds chirp happily on the branches.

Lao Qin suddenly threw away his card, pulled out his pistol and shot in the air as a warning, shouting: "hide. The enemy plane is coming! "

Sure enough, soon there was a deafening sound of aircraft motors, and two old British "buffalo" fighters of unknown nationality flew menacingly over the position.

For the unexpected revolutionary army, this is really the beginning of misfortune and disaster. Like joking with people on the ground, the plane dropped bombs, big and small, one after another, so the explosion smoke was like mushroom clouds in full bloom on the top of the mountain. The aircraft took turns to dive and fire, like performing flight technology, rolling up hot death whirlwinds on the revolutionary army.