Macho Wars

Heroine Wars Chapter 8

The bald man who led the team was a sergeant. After noticing that Tafi was only a second lieutenant, he scratched his face in embarrassment, and then asked with embarrassment.

"Uh...Who is Captain Li?"

"I am. Nice to meet you, Sergeant."

Dragoon, who got out of the driver's seat, went straight to the bald head, smiled and responded with a military salute, and then took out the appointment letter from his arms and gave him a look.

The bald head glanced at the appointment book, and then secretly looked at Dragon.

very young!He is estimated to be in his early twenties, and he is meticulous in his military uniform, with a handsome face, just like the model on the conscription poster.

Probably some noble boy?With such an easygoing attitude, he was sent to such a ghostly place to be company with them. It is estimated that his family background is average.

The bald head made this judgment in his heart.

"The next officer is Vaj Dudin, temporarily serving as the deputy platoon leader of the tank platoon. I am also glad to meet you, Captain!"

"Take me to the station to have a look."

Under the guidance of Sergeant Waji, Dragoon and his party entered the town, and Waji walked to introduce them to the situation in Sugar town.

There are only more than 1,500 permanent residents here. In terms of scale, localization is at the level of a large village. Under normal circumstances, there is no need to arrange for garrisons.

But after all, this place is a "town" in name, or a cash crop planting area, and the surrounding land is not very peaceful, so the colonial military is quite extravagant to put a mechanized connection here.

The town is located on a high slope, covering an area of ​​more than ten hectares, backed by a fast-flowing river, and surrounded by a circle of earth walls over three meters high. The overall layout is like a fortress.

The resident of the mobile company is inside the wall, accounting for one-fifth of the total area of ​​the town.

But what makes Dragon feel strange is that from the eyes of the surrounding townspeople, the soldiers seem to be unpopular here.This made Dragon couldn't help but guess that the former commander was not a scourge in the fish and meat village, right?

A group of people quickly arrived at the garrison. Because the sky was completely dark at this time, Dragon did not ask Waji to gather the troops for inspection immediately, but rather tolerantly changed it to the next morning.

Waji led them to a small two-story building in the garrison, saying that this was the company headquarters. The first floor was the office and the second floor was the officer's quarters. They had already sent someone to clean it in advance.

Dragon went in with his luggage and found that the conditions were the same. Fortunately, he was not a picky person. He threw the luggage into the house and went downstairs to the office. Show him the company's roster and equipment list.

There was a slight strange flash in the bald eyes, euphemistically expressing that the chief has been exhausted on the journey, and it is better to take a good rest and wait for tomorrow to deal with these trivia.But under the express request of Dragon, this guy still reluctantly found him several large books.

According to the records on the books, the company of De Argonne is a mechanized rapid reaction force.There are four tanks, two wheeled combat vehicles and four military heavy trucks under its jurisdiction.

There are also two infantry platoons and a logistics maintenance squad. The company's rated force should be 133 men.

The officer should have a captain and company commander (Dragon himself), a second lieutenant or deputy company commander (Tafe), a lieutenant tank platoon commander, two second lieutenant infantry platoon commanders, and a technical officer who is at least a sergeant.

But until now, Dragon had only seen the acting tank platoon leader of the rank of Sergeant Waji, and none of the other officers showed up.

Either these lower-level officers didn't put Dragon in their eyes and wanted to give him this new company commander in this way, or they simply didn't exist.In either case, it is not a good thing for Dragon.

"I have an ominous premonition!"

So early the next morning, Dragon reviewed his company for the first time on the small playground.Even though he had been mentally prepared for a long time, when he saw dozens of scumbags who even stood crookedly, his previously pretentious expression was finally hanged.

"Sergeant, are everyone there really?"

"Yes, sir...Even the rhubarb who was guarding the door was brought in."

"Are you really kidding me!?"

After reviewing the soldiers, Dragon went around in the garrison one by one, but his heart grew colder.

There are only three tanks in the tank platoon. Although they are the main tusks of the Imperial Army, they are relatively old early models, and routine maintenance is not in place. One of them has been lying down for almost two months.

And there is not even one of the infantry fighting vehicles. It is said that even the people in the car were transferred away by the upper part, and half of the maintenance team was carrying with them.

There was no shortage of trucks, but when he went to the garage, he felt an urge to curse.

Damn it!What about military heavy trucks?What the hell are these tattered agricultural small four-wheelers!?

As for the two infantry platoons, there are 84 people in the organization, but in fact they add up to 32.There are no heavy machine guns, no mortars, and the only suppressive weapon is a grandfather-generation light machine gun that even the second-line local troops do not need in the country.

The whole company counts Dragoon and a few newcomers, and the total strength is 54 people, which is exactly one deck of playing cards!

"Cheating, this is!!!"

Back to the office, Dragon angrily threw the actual statistics on the table.

He originally thought that what he was going to take over was a well-equipped mechanized company, even in the face of the vast sea of ​​indigenous people around him, he would be able to break out of the sky with a technological gap that was at least three hundred years ahead of the enemy.

The results of it?This garbage can't even be taken out!

Indignant, but after all, Dragon himself underestimated the minimum morality of the colonial army.

We must know that the emergence of the ninth and tenth areas of the colony was largely a "face-saving project" created by the colonial government in order to cater to the emperor's great success.

Among them, the ninth district was established three years ago, with only four towns established in total, with a combined military and civilian population of less than 7,000.And when you put them on the map, the locations of these four towns are very scattered, as if they were deliberately moving apart.

The colonial government's senior officials forced the calculation according to the actual control radius of each town of 50 kilometers, and then used the spring and autumn brushstrokes to circle several points. The ninth district with a total area of ​​19,200 square kilometers was established from this.

This map-opening routine makes Dragoon think of someone on the other side of the earth that is "perfect through the ages"!

At this time, Sergeant Waji finally stopped hiding. He honestly told Dragon that the mobile company has maintained this half-dead state for almost half a year, and the reason is a long story. .

Don't look at the deep inland of the ninth district, but in fact the environment here is not bad.Close to the Gulaer Snow Mountain, there is the third largest freshwater lake in the New World in area, and the extensive water network is very suitable for the development of agriculture and animal husbandry.

But what makes the colonial government a headache is that this area has also been home to the indigenous people since ancient times.

According to incomplete statistics, there are at least a dozen tribes, large and small, in the ninth district and the surrounding areas to the east, with a total of more than 180,000 indigenous people.

It feels like playing "Civilization". I just took a picture of a small city, and I was surprised to find that the densely packed Quante is a barbarian camp!

And Dragon and his company are like the big stick soldiers presented by the system, and they may be submerged in the vast ocean of the Barbarian Legion at any time.

At first, the two sides were in peace, and the foreign colonists and the native well water did not interfere with the river.Occasionally, the indigenous people would take the initiative to come to the door to ask for a deal, and exchange the hides they had thrown away for salt or sugar.

But this good day was ruthlessly destroyed by a medical accident six months ago.

At that time, there was a tribal chief called the "War Pigeon Clan" who was suffering from hemorrhoids. Hearing that these foreign colonists were very skilled in medicine, he brought their favorite gold to Suger Town for medical treatment.

As soon as the Mongolian doctor in town saw the gold, his eyes lit up, and he patted his chest to accept it. He cut off the hemorrhoids after performing three operations.

As a result, I never thought that the postoperative treatment was improper, causing a serious bacterial infection, and the hemorrhoids turned into rotten sores. The Chief Chief who returned to the tribe soon went shit in pain!

Afterwards, the new chief of the Pigeon clan brought people to the door to discuss the explanation. After the negotiation failed, he threatened to send troops to wash the town of Suger and avenge their old chief.

And the former company commander of the mobile company didn't know where the self-confidence came from. He left a small town with a geographical advantage and insisted on taking the initiative to attack.As a result, the aboriginals ambush in the wilderness, stupefied by the barbarians who only had hatchets and spears chasing them all the way back to the town.

This battle left the company's vitality severely injured, not only losing more than half of the infantry, but also getting three platoon leaders.Because of this victory, the indigenous people feel that the outsiders are just a group of five scumbags who come to harass every two days.