Comrade, Your Ingredients Are Too Complicated

Five hundred meters north of the 129th Division's station.

A team that is unusual in terms of equipment and military appearance and discipline is getting ready to go.

At the front of the team were a dozen serious-looking warriors holding torches responsible for lighting.

They were the secret service company that had just concluded the swearing-in ceremony.

The leading man is nearly 1.8 meters tall and has a strong and muscular body. His gray military uniform cannot hide his powerful muscles.

He has a resolute face and his iconic one eye shows a sharp look.

The whole person exuded a faint murderous aura, and looked like he would not approach strangers.

The soldiers behind him are also well-proportioned and healthy, looking capable and strong.

Everyone stood upright with their heads held high and their chests raised. Their mental outlook alone was far beyond that of ordinary troops.

It is worth mentioning that the weapons and equipment carried by these people are very luxurious, even compared with the teaching corps back then.

In the warehouse of the 129th Division, there are 3 flower machine guns and 72 portable machine guns.

The so-called flower machine gun refers to the Qingdao-made MP18 submachine gun, while the portable machine gun refers to the Jin-made Thompson submachine gun.

Originally, these 75 submachine guns had very little ammunition, with only 310 rounds of ammunition in stock.

Calculated, on average, each submachine gun can receive less than 5 rounds of ammunition, which is basically of no combat value.

So for a long time, most of these weapons were just for show.

If the Yellow River hadn't kept them alive, they would have been sent to the rear for research.

But since Huanghe had a military factory recognized by the system, he used this military factory to replenish various types of bullets.

"That is to say, a well-built factory can make things in reality, and the system can also provide a copy of it, which is double the happiness."

Naturally, these submachine guns were also on the list of replenished weapons. Although they could not replenish too many bullet stocks in just one month, they were enough to support the consumption of a small battle.

After the team distributed the two submachine guns mentioned above, the remaining soldiers were carrying the Mosin Nagant that Huang He brought back last time.

Moreover, the entire secret service company also has a 10-round shell gun.

After considering the possibility of encountering the enemy's firepower, their team even carried a 60mm mortar and thirty rounds of artillery shells.

The 60mm mortar is not weak in power and has a relatively long range, which is enough to deal with several small conflicts.

Mortars make up for the lack of range of submachine guns and shell guns, and can effectively attack the enemy's heavy machine guns and grenade launchers.

Because the organization did not provide them with logistical support for this operation, all supplies consumed along the way had to be carried by themselves.

However, these soldiers are all veterans of many battles. They are strong and can bear a load that is beyond that of ordinary soldiers.

Each person in the team also carries at least five offensive wooden handle grenades depending on their own situation.

Compared with ordinary infantry in the regular army, the soldiers of the special agent company can be said to be armed to the teeth!

Just when the special agent company was about to embark on the journey, the one-eyed man in the lead seemed to hear something. He turned his head and looked to the right.

There was a man in the distance holding a torch and running towards the position of the special agent company in a hurry, shouting loudly as he ran.

"Old Zheng! Old Zheng! Wait for me! I am the staff officer assigned to you by the headquarters!"

As we all know, Li Yunlong started out as a commando.

When he first joined the army, he often took the lead in battles large and small, leading soldiers to carry out various assault missions.

Even though Li Yunlong later became the group leader, this habit still remained.

Later, the political commissars who had worked with Li Yunlong all warned him that now that his identity was different, he should not take risks with his life again.

But this big boss always stares at the opponent with his big copper bell eyes, pats his chest and boasts:

"I am the best assaulter in the entire division. It would be a complete waste if I don't go to the battlefield. No one knows assault better than me!"

But in the 129th Division, there was still one person who convinced him, and that person was Zheng Qiying.

Whether it was boxing, kicking or marksmanship, Li Yunlong was no match for that man.

Looking at Li Yunlong rushing over from a distance, this familiar figure evoked Zheng Qiying's memories of earlier years.

He still admires this old comrade who dares to fight and charge.

During the Fourth Front Army period, the two worked together to complete dozens of assault missions.

Those experiences of life and death made them trust each other very much.

Looking at Li Yunlong, who was obviously fully armed and ready to go to the battlefield, Zheng Qiying couldn't help but reveal an ugly smile on his face.

"Li Yunlong, I really didn't expect that the staff officer sent by the headquarters was actually you! But it's okay, I won't worry if someone else comes over."

"But why did you get worse and worse? Some time ago, I heard that you went to the logistics department to raise pigs. Why are you here to serve as my staff now?"

Facing the old captain’s ridicule, Li Yunlong waved his hand and said helplessly:

"You, Lao Zheng, are so full that you don't know how hungry you are! Can the Logistics Department be a place for a man like me? In order to participate in this mission, I almost kowtow to the division commander!"

"Huang He, Zhang Wanhe: you curse again!"

"Although it is said that the staff does not lead the way and the farts do not make any noise, it is still better than staying in the back!"

Seeing that Li Yunlong has not been sapped of his fighting spirit by the comfortable life, he is still eager for the battlefield.

Zheng Yingqi patted his shoulder with satisfaction, then turned around and introduced the temporary staff officer to the soldiers of the special agent company.

Li Yunlong, who joined the team, looked at the soldiers around him. The familiar feeling and the familiar smell made his whole body feel very clear!

If he was still the leader, it would be impossible for him to participate in this rescue mission. Is it appropriate for a leader of a main force regiment to travel hundreds of kilometers with a special agent company to perform a mission?

Of course it's not appropriate! That is the job of the platoon leader and company commander. If he reaches this level, it is a violation of discipline.

But it’s different now!

He, Li Yunlong, was doing things according to orders, and there was no brigade commander to put a tight spell on him anymore. His mood was as beautiful as eating bee dung.

The soldiers all wore brand new gray cotton-padded coats and thick cotton trousers. The cold-proof cotton hats tightly wrapped their heads, with only a pair of eyes leaking out.

Even the boots on their feet are customized models made by the logistics department working overtime. They not only have excellent thermal insulation capabilities but are also waterproof.

The dry food carried is the traditional fried noodles of our army.

You can eat it directly, but the taste is generally a bit dry. It is best to brew it with water and stir it into a paste for the best taste.

let's go!

The first resting point of the special agent company was more than 80 miles away from the division headquarters. Marching in the cold snowy night was no small challenge.

Fortunately, it dawned late in winter, so they had enough time to reach their destination before the sun came up.

Sorry for the late posting, I had the phone number in the car the whole time.

Revise it after taking a shower!