Chapter 6: Checking Equipment

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  "You actually drank alcohol?"

  Looking at Meng Yao flying back to the camp, Lu Tao's face suddenly turned serious. Meng Yao laughed and pinched his face, jokingly saying: "How can you not drink with bandits and talk about friendship, my instructor? But you have to congratulate me, our assault camp has its first base from today."

  Lu Tao's face lit up with joy at first, but soon fell again: "Speak, what price?"

  "Don't say it's that difficult, okay?" Meng Yao said, spreading out his ten fingers to tell him, "They have one chief, nine leaders, ten guns, and three hundred bullets. In exchange, we can set up camp on North Mountain, be self-sufficient, not pay tribute, and not pay taxes. You say whether it's a good deal or not."

  Lu Tao nodded, "Mm, this way our first strategic goal has been achieved, not bad."

  Meng Yao let out a cold snort, suddenly clenched his fist and shook it in front of him, "You've forgotten, there's also the so-called eight hundred brave warriors, as well as this land of a hundred miles around, these are priceless treasures, our foundation."

  Lu Tao didn't argue either, pulled out a piece of paper from his pocket and said, "Don't be so smug, I have some good news to tell you too."

  "Say," Meng Yao deliberately put on a cool face, angering Lu Tao to punch his shoulder and toss the paper away. "Look for yourself, tonight don't dream and laugh your teeth off."

  As expected, Meng Yao unfolded it and burst out laughing uncontrollably.

  Look, this is the result of military modernization. A strong country and a strong army can only be achieved in such a context. Even if they were said to have been transported here by some inexplicable force, the entire regiment followed without exception. And as for the equipment and supplies that should have been provided, they all gathered together without anything missing. It's really puzzling how there could be so much extra equipment and supplies. Did the commander-in-chief of the joint exercise make a mistake in distributing things, or did the logistics officials at headquarters miscalculate?

  Meng Yao had no idea that in a modern time and space, Yu Dongfang was anxiously facing his beloved daughter with a full face, making one oath after another, saying, "Don't worry, my dear daughter, I secretly dropped an entire plane's worth of supplies to the brat's area, so they won't starve for now."

  But Meng Yao was still hugging the tattered paper, using all ten toes to count his family's assets, and had yet to figure out how much he was worth.

  A kit-assembled light reconnaissance and armed helicopter.

  Two latest Hua Xia drones.

  Three armored vehicles. One is an armored command vehicle, one is an armored anti-aircraft vehicle, and one is an anti-tank armored vehicle.

  300 MANPADS (Man-Portable Air Defense Systems) and 500 anti-tank missiles.

  36 Type 83 130mm field gun-howitzers, 24 Type 54 152mm howitzers, 24 Type 59-1 130mm field guns, 36 Type 90 122mm multiple rocket launchers.

  Ten kinds of ammunition bases and ten kinds of field material bases.

  The entire regiment, as a military airborne assault force, in addition to strengthening one logistics support company, one field composite firepower company and one guard company, is also equipped with an enhanced communications platoon, an enhanced catering platoon, and a medical detachment. The total number of people in the regiment reached 532, far exceeding that of a normal airborne combat regiment. At the same time, each battalion and its affiliated units have adjusted their firepower configuration according to the strengthened forces. It can be said that the assault regiment's field combat companies' firepower is almost comparable to that of an armored division of this era. As for tactical thinking, training level, tactical cultivation, etc., it is even more incomparable. If you want to nitpick, then every soldier in the regiment has not undergone real battle testing.

  Meng Yao raised his hands behind him, proudly raising the corners of his mouth. Right in front of him was a piece of bone that wasn't too big or too small. The warriors had been training for a thousand days, and it just so happened that they had found an excuse to gnaw on this piece of bone these past few days. It was time for them to experience the baptism of blood and fire. Besides, in the coming years, war would be raging across the skies, and they wouldn't even have the leisure to catch their breath again.

  "Signal corps, signal corps!" Meng Yao thought of it and jumped up, rushing out of the wild war tent to shout.

  "What's up, Captain?" A warrior quickly poked his head in.

  "Notify everyone above rank immediately, gather here for a meeting." Meng Yao said, raising his hand to glance at the field watch on his wrist. It was already 11 o'clock in the middle of the night, and that group of bastards would be scolding their mothers again.

  Just then, Cao Feibiao was the first to lift the curtain and come in. As soon as he came in, he threw himself on Meng Yao's military bed, closed his eyes and pretended to be asleep. Next, Lu Tao, Niu Gang, and Ji Xu, among others, poked their heads in one after another. "Do you still want people to live or not? You're going non-stop, boss, your tricks are a bit too much." They cursed and searched around, probably having had their eyes on his two big Chinese cigarettes for some time. Meng Yao's eyelids twitched wildly, and his eyes frantically searched for his bodyguard, Zhuge Dun. Zhuge Dun immediately gave him a wink, instantly making him extremely pleased. Good kid, he can be taught.

  Meng Yao coldly stared for a while, then slowly pulled out a pack of Great Wall cigarettes from his pants pocket and flashed it in front of everyone, "You bunch of idiots, rummaging through everything, are you looking for this?"

  Everyone looked and shouted, rushing forward, a good pack of cigarettes suddenly scattered in all directions.

  "Good cigarettes! At home, I don't dare smoke too many of these, they're too expensive."

  "Grandma, smoke one less cigarette, where will you find them later?"

  "Where's the cigarette you brought? Remember to leave a pack for your brother."

  "Who would have thought that after Grandma passed away, I'd end up being dumped here and didn't even bring any cigarettes."

  Cao Feibiao suddenly sat up slowly, looking at the crowd with disdain: "It's said that this era also has good things, I think no one is ignorant enough not to know about Hademen here? And there are song girls, beautiful and dancing girls, passionate and unrestrained."

  "That's enough!" Lu Tao glared at Cao Feibiao, not even raising his head to question Meng Yao, "If this is what the meeting is about, I request to be excused, and go back to sleep."

  Meng Yao looked at Lu Tao, suddenly reacted, and seemed to have taken on the role of battalion branch secretary in addition to being a battalion commander. Whose brilliant decision was this? It's really Zhuge Liang. This little rascal doesn't know the way of military strategy, does he? Who would be happy to be thrown here? Even if they were exiled, there would still be a day when they could see their parents again. But now, where are his parents, wife, lover, and friends? In another time and space, damn it!

  "Get out of here!" Meng Yao kicked Cao Feibiao angrily and sat down with a thud. This kid is not an easy one to deal with either.

  As soon as Meng Yao's ferocious face was revealed, everyone below fell silent.

  "Now let's get started." He glanced at his brothers, who suddenly looked tense, and burst out laughing again. He pointed at their gloomy faces one by one and slapped a piece of paper onto the command desk. "What's wrong with you guys? Did you all guess that I'm going to war and want to become turtles?"

  "What's going on? Fighting? Grandma's? You should have said so earlier!"

  A pair of dirty big hands pounced on them, all wanting to grab the paper in Meng Yao's hand.

  "I disagree," Lu Tao suddenly said coldly.

  Everyone was stunned by the words and looked up at Meng Yao. Meng Yao gazed calmly at Lu Tao, squeezing out two words from between his teeth: "Reason."

  "It's simple," Lu Tao stood up, pointing at the vast and dark mountains outside, shouting: "If we move against Niutou Village now, we will have no place to stand from then on. You've said it time and again that they would be our base, haven't you?"

  "How childish." Cao Feibiao suddenly said out of nowhere.

  "Bo Zi," Meng Yao shouted at Cao Fei Bo, but this little guy was actually the reconnaissance platoon leader and quickly grasped his own pulse.

  Cao Feibiao hummed a tune and gazed into the void, blurting out a movie line: "I'm no good at fighting, but you're no good at playing cards."

  Upon hearing this familiar line, Meng Yao's heart suddenly stirred and his gaze drifted into the distance. Right, at this moment, what should this person do?