Macho Wars

With such an emotion, the officers and soldiers of the Marine Corps watched coldly the friendly forces who entered the city with fresh clothes and angry horses.

Fortunately, at this time, Dragoon's order was delivered in time, and the officers and soldiers of the Independence Regiment realized that the 95th Division was here to replace the squad and they were going to retreat.

As a result, the original nervousness disappeared in an instant, and the officers and soldiers of the Independence Regiment all smiled when they heard that they were going back to the rear to rest.

It is true that the morale of the independent group is still high, but their bodies need to rest after all.

According to the arrangement of the change of defense, the 95th Division first replaced the defenders on the high ground with two regiments, and asked them to withdraw to the town of Orphee, and then vacated some trucks to lend to the Independence regiment and Tarrance's troops.

Frank of the Second Battalion Company returned to town with the remaining brothers in his company. In view of his outstanding performance in the highland offensive and defensive battle, he discovered the "weakness" of the EFF in time, so he successfully removed the agency company at the end of the battle. The long "agent" word.

However, compared to awards and promotions, Frank found that what made him most happy was that he finally won the recognition of all the officers and soldiers of his company after taking over the position of the former company commander Chiff.

Although his company has only 47 people left.

After retreating to the town, Frank went to the camp for a short meeting, then walked back with a cigarette in his mouth.

Frank limped and walked very slowly because his leg injury hadn't healed, and occasionally met acquaintances on the road, and he would smile and greet them.Having experienced the cruel battle before, this kind of comfortable rest time made Frank feel very enjoyable.

But as he walked, Frank suddenly heard someone calling himself behind him.

"Frank? Is that you?"

Looking back in amazement, Frank found that it was a blond young captain who stopped him.

He brushed past this person before, because he was "sense of life", so he didn't notice him.

Besides, when the spotless kid in the uniform passed by him, he obviously avoided him, as if he was afraid of encountering his dirty self. This made Frank slightly uncomfortable, so he didn’t even mean to look up. , I didn't expect the other party to stop myself suddenly.

"Andrew?"

"Gosh! Frank, it's really you!"

It was no one else who appeared in front of Frank, but one of his many classmates and friends who came to the New World with him at the time-Andrew Sispano.

The elites of the military academy signed up to participate in the selection of the Marine Corps officers. After the results were selected, Frank and two other classmates successfully joined the glorious Marine Corps, but Andrew was unfortunately unsuccessful.

Afterwards they got together for a drink, and Frank didn't know until then that Andrew and their leader, Dragon, turned out to be half brothers.It's just that the relationship between the two brothers doesn't seem to be very harmonious.

A series of later experiences caused Frank's impression of Dragon to undergo an earth-shaking change, step by step from the initial disgust to the point of worship.

The two old classmates hadn't seen each other for almost a year. Frank didn't expect Andrew to join the combat unit, and the two would meet again on the battlefield in the Far East.

It's just that Andrew doesn't seem to have changed, and Frank is quite different from his original image!

But there is no other way. Frank has been squatting in the trenches for ten days, and the last bath in his memory was almost half a month ago.

Frank is now unkempt, and his tattered military uniform is dirty and smelly. Whoever sees his present look will never believe that this dirty soldier will be the youngest son of a marquis.

Out of 90% of sincere friendship and 10% of wicked eyes, Frank embraced his friend warmly.

And Andrew, who was hugged by him, instantly changed his expression very subtle, because the smell on Frank's body was really terrible!

"Man, I didn't expect you to come too."

"Frank, I am also an empire soldier with a sense of honor. Just like you, I am always eager to make contributions on the battlefield. It is a pity that we were a step late, and we encountered a truce as soon as we arrived."

When he mentioned that he set foot on the battlefield, Andrew's eyes clearly burst with excitement, while Frank's expression was slightly subtle, as if he wanted to stop talking.

It's a pity that Andrew didn't notice the change in the expression on his friend's face, and he was still very emotional.

"Frank, to tell you, I may soon be a battalion commander. My team commander appreciates me and allows me and my company to perform well in actual combat."

"Wait a minute! Are you a company commander?"

"Yes, I am now the company commander of the 1st Battalion, 1st Company, 266th Regiment, 95th Division, and I have 132 soldiers under him."

"But Andrew, you haven't participated in actual combat before? Is it really okay to bring a company independently?"

"Come on! Frank, I graduated from the Central Military Academy with 10th overall grade. Although not as good as 7th in your grade, it's just a mere company, and it doesn't bother me."

"No, Andrew, I mean..."

Frank tried to remind his friends that although what they learned in the military academy was very useful, actually leading soldiers was another matter.But when the words came to his lips, Frank didn't know how to speak.

He understands Andrew's current state of mind very well. After all, a year ago, he had similar virtues, and he always had a sense of superiority. He felt that he was outstanding and he was the best choice.

Therefore, when he learned that his superiors had even arranged him, a high-achieving military academy graduate, to become a trainee platoon leader, he was actually very dissatisfied.

Fortunately, he ran into Keiff, a good boss. Frank was taught by his words and deeds, all the way from trainee platoon commander, deputy company commander, trainee company commander to the real company commander. Frank believed he had benefited a lot from it.

But Andrew obviously hadn't experienced this before, and he became a company commander, which made Frank worried about his friend...and his company.

Chapter 307

Reuniting with a classmate friend after a long absence, this was originally a joyful thing, but Andrew faintly felt that some subtle changes had taken place in his friend.And the most intuitive manifestation of this change is undoubtedly the image!

Andrew remembers very clearly how frankly stinky he was when he was in military academy.

This guy’s military uniform is always the cleanest of them all. Every day before going out, it’s like going on a blind date. It will take an hour or two to dress up and look perfect.

And it is such a man with a broken head and a messy haircut, now sloppy like a beggar, and even learned to "peasants".

The ghost knows what he has experienced in the Far East!

But compared to these changes in the image, what makes Andrew the most concerned is that there seems to be a very subtle sense of alienation between him and Frank.

Fortunately, Frank's attitude towards his friends is still very enthusiastic. The two chatted as they walked, talking about the past in the military school and the current situation of the classmates.

When referring to himself, Andrew's tone was obviously a bit complacent.He originally signed up for the Marines, but he lost in the first round, which made him very disappointed.Fortunately, his mother had been comforting him and unraveling him, so Andrew gradually believed that it was not his poor ability, but that his hateful brother was deliberately suppressing him.

As a result, Andrew, who was re-energized, soon received an appointment from his superiors and was transferred to the newly formed 95th Infantry Division to take over an infantry company. His superiors also value him.

Andrew has secretly made up his mind to show off his skills in this Far East operation so as to be ashamed of himself.

"Speaking of which, Frank, how are you doing?"

"Me? I...make do."

Seeing Andrew asking himself, Frank wanted to talk about their bloody battle with the EFF in the town of Orphee, but when it came to his lips, he couldn't say anything.

The second battalion was stationed on the high ground. Ninety-one people were killed in the eight days. More than two-thirds of them died in the fiercest battle.

For Frank, that was his pride and an experience he didn't want to mention.

Andrew saw his friend's eyes in a daze, showing a very strange expression, subconsciously thinking that Frank was the same as him, because he had been "retaliation" from the other party because of the collision with Dragon, and he couldn't help but beat up his friend.

"Frank, why don't you come to the 95th Division too! With your talents, you may have promoted a major or even a lieutenant colonel a long time ago when you change to another unit. There is no need to stay here and suffer from this frustration."