The soldiers belonging to the 75th Ranger Regiment and 1st Battalion enjoyed a sumptuous breakfast aboard the San Antonio dock-type transport lander San Antonio.
"Come on...... hey Frus. Did you hear that story?
A soldier, who served meat and vegetables on a pile of undecorated plates just where there was a partition, took his seat and spoke to his companion, who was next door.
"Yeah? What are you talking about?
I'm talking about Captain Vitman.
"Captain Vitman...... oh, isn't that it? Talk about eating a big, demon-led weapon attack like an idiot and devastating it, M1A2, between being rescued all over the blood of his fallen men in battle with leaking oil while suffering from a dying illness in Abrams' car - and finally returning to the abyss of death for 28 hours, right?
"Oh, I thought I'd tell you because that Captain Vitman is in this operation... what, did you know"
"That's about all I know... I heard he's a vengeful ghost trying to take his men's revenge."
"That sounds true. Anything until I sued His Excellency, I was forced to participate in this operation."
"Really... it's like you're in a hurry to die"
"... hey, don't stick your face in someone else's situation too much, huh?
"" Oh, I'm sorry. Sergeant!!
Sergeant Sieg Bread slightly distorted his righteous face and blocked his men's conversation by saying so with a stare.
Eat as much food as you want before you leave.
"Totally......"
"Hey Sieg, don't tingle like that. Talk to me."
"Oh, I know. I don't mind talking, but I'm saying it's not good enough."
"... well, sure"
The first battalion captain enters the dining room with a rugged face when Sieg, forgiven by his contemporaries Sergeant Lufe Wax, is disputing Sergeant Lufe, followed by a deputy who has accompanied the captain aloud.
……
"Attention, all!!
Every soldier who was eating in the dining room with that voice gets up in a hurry.
"Salute the battalion leader!!
And by order of the deputy, the soldiers sent a salute to the captain of the battalion at once.
"Rest."
With the words of the battalion captain everyone lowered their hands, resting in a position and waiting quietly for the next word as they stared at the captain.
"Now, gentlemen, there are two things: good news and bad news, but let's start with bad news. - We're supposed to pack our gear and go out in 15 minutes. Troop leaders must gather in the briefroom immediately after this."
"" "" Har...... ""
"Dude, are you serious..."
"It sucks."
The hustle and bustle spread over the brutal news of the battalion captain, and the soldiers leak such a painful sigh and evil as to give me a break.
"Next good news...... we're the first to land Gloria. That's it!!
On the less happy news, the soldiers jumped out of the cafeteria leaving a meal on the spot to get ready to go with their shoulders dropped.
In the corner of the "San Antonio" vehicle hangar were already loaded like mountains of weapons, ammunition and equipment in preparation for the landing operation scheduled for noon.
Such prep worked and the soldiers jumped out of the dining room and came to the vehicle hangar to get the gear they needed and get ready for battle quickly when they wore it.
"Hang on... suddenly, I hope you don't mind rolling up the operation"
IOTV with multicam camouflage - wearing the body armor that succeeds OTV, Sergeant Loufe blurs while plugging a number of spare magazines into the magazine pouch.
"You have no choice... because an operative infiltrating Gloria's castle has secured the most important goal, the traveler. And you heard that, too, right? He said he wanted to take refuge in our house, and now he's in a dangerous situation where agents and transferees are diving into a room in Gloria's castle and scratching the eyes of their enemies."
"That's what I heard. You broke your plans from the head of the operation, didn't you?... Something definitely happens at times like this. I have a bad feeling."
"That could indeed be an ominous precursor.... Hey, Apam. Take the bullet."
"Huh!? Ah, even the sergeant is... Give me a break. My name is Acam. Stop playing with name stories anymore!!
"Ha-ha-ha, that's bad."
"Totally no more..."
While I was talking to Sergeant Loufe, a man who took a side pass - Sieg, who made fun of Private Acham Croyds, laughed and apologized.
"I'm sorry, Sergeant Sieg. We're talking about the Marine Corps landing shortly after we land, so can we just leave the extra gear - water, portable food, dark vision goggles?
"Oh yeah -... no, just in case you take a set of gear and go with complete gear. And... hold the ammo more than usual."
It was a siege that bothered me for a moment to inquire from my men, but I order them to go out fully equipped in case anything happens.
"Ha, roger that."
"Uh... So, Sergeant, what do you do with this fucking heavy armor plate?
Ask Zeke if he feels like a soldier who is different from the soldier who came to ask Zeke questions about his gear is afraid.
"Never let me in, you idiot!!
"Huh!! Shh, sorry..."
Sieg's thunder fell on the soldier who threw the silly question of whether he could pull out the armor plate that would protect his life, and the soldier who was drunk withdrew amazingly.
"Damn...... don't ask stupid questions"
"Ha ha, you're still one of your men."
"Shut up, it's not like that."
Sieg turned away his bright red face at Sergeant Lufe's teasing words and reached out to his partner, whom he had left on his side.
Sieg's partner is an SCAR with various models that use 5.56x45mm NATO ammunition, 7.62x51mm NATO ammunition, 6.8x43mm SPC ammunition, etc.
SCAR reduces maintenance costs by making each model less different and more common, so that even when a new caliber bullet is developed, it can be handled with minimal improvement, and has the flexibility to support CQB from sniping, depending on the stock.
Incidentally, the SCAR-H, commonly known as the MK17, which is the original 7.62x51mm NATO ammunition specification held by the majority of the 75th Ranger Regiment soldiers, including Zeke, is all specifications for using 6.8x43mm SPC ammunition because modules have been replaced in this operation.
"Well, it's time to go...?
When Sieg, ready for battle, tried to follow the vehicle hangar, he realized something was wrong with one of his men.
"Hey, Park. What happened to your face?
"What? No... it's nothing, Sergeant. Ehehe."
Having said that, Pvt. Park Jackson, voiced by Siege, said it was before the battle, but had no shards of tension, and his reddish cheeks hoisted and his eyebrows sluggishly drooped opposite. I don't know what I'm happy with Nico, but I was laughing so creepy.
"Yeah? Um... what's the picture?
Private Park has a good view. - Zeke asks Private Park a question when he notices the photo.
"Ehehe, ehhehe. Do you care? It bothers you, doesn't it, Sergeant?!
Then Private Park stepped out and approached Sieg.
"Hey, what's disgusting..."
"Actually............... oh my god!! When the Vermillion operation is over, I'm supposed to marry the kid in this picture!! Ehehe!!"
Two-shot photos of a woman with cute smiles and Private Park expose Siegs to their gaze.
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In contrast to Private Park, who shows off his photos and laughs with real pleasure, Sieg and all the soldiers around him were thinking the same thing frozen.
((((((it... death flag!!))))
"That's why I, by the end of Operation Vermillion, have to do as much credit as I can to get a promotion and make money. 'Cause when the operation's over, you're gonna get rid of the army and open a small bakery on the mainland with her. Ehehe."
Leaving Private Park laughing in the light as he scratched his head, Sieg was circling with the soldiers around him to exchange words about Private Park, who had flourished with death flags.
"Earlier... it's a death flag, right?
"" "Uh, totally" "
"It doesn't taste good like this, does it?
"Absolutely not, Sergeant."
"What do you want to do? If you leave me alone, the park will die."
"He's a good guy... pathetically..."
"Ah... on second thought... if you abbreviate Park Jackson... PJ"
"" "Ah" "
Noticing a certain decisive fact, Sieges nodded with no one, surrounding Private Park, who was once again looking at the photograph with a smile with Nico.
"Yeah? That... what's going on? Everybody look scared - Ghoo!! Huh... huh..."
The moment Private Park noticed the presence of the Zeeks who had surrounded him at some point, the right straight of Zeeks burst into Private Park's jaw.
Private Park, shaken by a strong blow and brainwavering, opened his eyes to surprise, falling to the floor and fainting as he uttered a voiceless voice.
"Ahhh!! Park suddenly collapsed. Oh, my God."
Said in a bar reading as Zeke deliberately put in a delay so that he could hear it aloud and around him.
"Oh, my God. This is not good. Too much booze is killing my gut. Worst case scenario, I have to send her to a mainland hospital."
A health guard pretending to be checking the condition of the fainted park follows Sieg.
"" "" Oh, my God. This is tough. It's important - "" "
The Sieges, who raised Private Park to take charge of you while throwing up a bar-reading line, threw the "lawfully forged” documents onto a helicopter that had completed the process of transporting Private Park to a hospital on the Parabellan mainland as they headed out onto the flight deck of "San Antonio".
"... ahhh!?... Gu, sergeant... this is... the hell - mugg!? Ngugugugu!!"
Private Park, dressed in a slight restraint coat from the infirmary while coming to the flight deck, regained consciousness with the shock of being thrown into a helicopter. He was also shackled and forced to shut up in an attempt to ask Sieg to explain the situation.
"Private Park, I order your honor to wait, no respite, on the Parabellan mainland. This is an order that the Great Captain has also approved. That's it, salute!!
"" "" Eh!!
Timed to Siege's words, soldiers desperate to laugh send salutes to Private Park.
"Mmmm!! (Sergeant!!)"
And while the helicopter carrying Private Park, who did not understand his situation and was in a slight panic, was dropped off by Sieg and the others, he flew away towards the mainland.
"... let's go"
"Guerra Guerra!! Health-hee laughs too much and she has abdominal pain because the Reason for Healing section is in love. Huh... Huh, that was funny. Do you want to go?"
After finishing for the wild, Zeke headed to Weldock, behind the hull of "San Antonio", with Sergeant Roufe and the wild horses who were coming to see.
Dozens of launchers cross without difficulty over the remnants of maritime barriers and gates that were thoroughly destroyed by shelling by battleships, killing them to Gloria.
"We'll check the operation again before we land in Gloria. Knock the changes right into your head."
On board the LCAC-1 Class Air Cushioned Landing Vessel - On board the LCAC, Zeke checks with his men to confirm the details of the operation.
"First we, the 75th Ranger Regiment, land in Gloria and secure the Bridge Head Fort. After that, the Delta guys took Heliborne and took control of Gloria's castle. And transfer the secured passengers by helicopter. In doing so, we will secure the bridgehead to draw the enemy's attention and prevent or prevent enemy reinforcements from heading to the castle. But if something goes wrong and the passengers can't be transported by helicopter, our job is to break through the city, go to the castle, retrieve the people, go back to the bridgehead, and transports the passengers by sea. Understand!!
"" "" Sir Yesser!!
"One minute before landing!!
Two large propellers with four-wing propulsion shrouds are bunged by the gas turbine engine on board. LCAC approaching the sandy beach with a tremendous wave splash that sails fast and slippery through the sea surface of 40 knots.
"Come on, let's go!! Get in the mood!!
"" "" Sir Yesser!!
Siegs wait for the moment of landing in a mood.
"Landing!! Prepare to land!!
Dozens of LCACs rode up on Gloria's sandy beach simultaneously and began shooting landing squad backup with mounted M2 heavy machine guns and Mk19 automatic projectiles.
Shooting all around, the beach is filled with sand dust and nitrous smoke with the sound of shooting and explosions.
"Stop shooting, stop shooting!!... Start landing!!
"GO, GO, GO, GO!!
Coverage shooting stopped when air was pulled out of the LCAC skirt and completely grounded, the front lamp opened and the M1151 armored reinforced Hanvey, which installed kitted additional armor to reinforce large numbers of soldiers and defenses from the ramp, reinforced the engine and also the body of the vehicle, began landing.
"Instead of fighting back... there's nothing but the appearance of the enemy"
"Thank goodness we made it easy to land... it's kind of creepy to be so quiet"
"Oh, it's like the tranquility before the storm..."
Although the Sieges, who successfully landed, were prepared to take some counterattack, they did not take any offense against expectations.
It was the seventy-fifth Ranger Regiment, which took the form of a shoulder watermark, but its original purpose was to fulfill it in a kick-ass manner, and to secure a bridgehead, without difficulty, by the repeated air raids and shelling by battleships that filled the shoreline full of craters as if it were the moon.
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A helicopter of the 160th Special Operations Aviation Regiment, commonly known as the Nightstalkers, passes one after the other as it sounds butterflies and rotors over the head of the 75th Ranger Regiment, which secured the bridge headquarter.
"Looks like Ranger Squad has secured the bridgehead safely."
Ensign Graham Anchorage, a Delta Force affiliate who laid down on an exterior bench at MH-6 Littlebird, overflowed so much when he saw the soldiers of the 75th Ranger Regiment fill the sandy beach that was dug back and bogged down to misery by repeated shelling over and over again.
"... you don't have the appearance of an enemy. Where did you go?
"I don't know. Did the shelling blow it all up... or did it kill your breath and wait for us with tiger vision? One way or the other."
"That's enough chatter. Prepare to descend!!
Sgt. Graham's reply to a soldier's query questioning the invisibility of the enemy as he quickly passed the sandy beach and passed over the city where the white building was built, prompts the MH-6 pilots to drop altitude and enter a landing posture, and urges Sgt. Graham and the others to take a descending posture.
"Well... do you want to go to work"
Wearing a multi-cam camouflaged special forces body armor SPCS (Cyrus), re-worn a martial bone black helmet and loaded with the H&K HK416 cocking lever for the first time in the pharmacy, Ensign Graham stars at the heart of Gloria - a castle gleaming over a small high mountain.
"Huh!? Four archers on the wall!! Eliminate me!!
I noticed the presence of an archer about to land in the courtyard of the castle with a pilot shooting an arrow at me over the wall.
"" Roger!!
Of the six soldiers aboard the MH-6 fuselage, Ensign Graham and another soldier with an offensive posture and angle of fire answer the pilot's request, put up a gun and pull the trigger.
And with the gunfire, a muzzle flash bursts, and the bullet releases continuously.
Shortly afterwards, when I wondered if the enemy soldier's body had accidentally bounced around bumpy, at the end of the day it collapsed powerless like a threaded puppet.
"Target down!!
"Clear!!
A fragile amount of blood was pouring out of the body of the soldier, who had received the bullet and was breathless on the walls, dyeing the area bright red.
"All right!! We're landing!!
When Ensign Graham and the others eliminated the enemy soldiers, MH-6 slipped past the walls and into the castle courtyard.
"Go, go, go!!
As soon as the MH-6 skid (landing leg) grounded out into the castle courtyard, Ensign Graham and his men disembarked from the fuselage simultaneously to the castle grounds for safety.
"Bye!! Hope you're safe!!
The pilot, who had accomplished what should have been done to bring Ensign Graham and his men down safely, immediately raised the MH-6 and jumped up into the sky to return to the mother ship in order to give way to the subsequent fuselage when he spoke to Ensign Graham and his men.
"Forward while scattering!!
"" "Roger!!
"Huh!? Here comes your enemy!!
Empire soldiers defending the castle continued to emerge as several MH-6s slipped into the courtyard one after the other to unload Delta's crew.
"Assault Ee!!
"" "" Whoa whoa whoa!!
"Connect the arrows!! Prepare to fire!! Yay!!
"Show him the power of our Magic Knight with inferior species who can't even use magic!! Start chanting!!
"" Respond!!
And the infantry with swords and spears arrive towards Delta, where they have just descended into the castle, and archers, wizards, attack early with arrows on the walls and through the windows of the castle.
But high-threat archers and wizards are shot to death as a matter of priority, and as a result, infantry soldiers with swords and spears and daring to assault without any support will be hived and exposed to corpses as if for shooting training purposes.
That's how 150 Delta crew members stepped down to the castle courtyard, and then in half an hour of things, the courtyard perimeter was completely dominated by Delta and, luckily, they succeeded in securing both the operatives and passers-by names that were hidden in the storage room near the courtyard.
"You're withdrawn already... you're done easier than I thought. The enemy pulled away as soon as he showed up."
After everything went well, as long as we carried the crossing by helicopter, Ensign Graham said with a clapped face to the state of completion of the mission for now.
Most importantly, Delta had complete control of the castle if it were to be planned for the original operation and secured it until the arrival of the Marines of the main unit, but complete control of the castle was absent because it was best served by securing a courtyard with too many enemy soldiers caged in the castle.
The original operation was to be changed and Delta was to withdraw from the castle after transferring the passengers.
"Not yet, Ensign Graham. You can't lose your mind until you get the crossers on the chopper. And now we're quiet, because if the enemies in the castle attack us all at once, we're in danger."
"Yeah, you think the power ratio is about 100 to one."
My men pinch their mouths to correct Ensign Graham's optimistic words.
"That's about all I know. Whoa, there's a pickup for you."
Sgt. Graham says so and points to the MH-60K nighthawk slowly descending into the courtyard.
"- Huh!? Bad, evacuate!! Evacuate!!
It was too late when Ensign Graham, who perceived danger, screamed.
The MH-60K, which carefully sank its fuselage as it scattered storms and noise, and tried to land in the courtyard, cleaved the clouds and plummeted down. The sharp blow of the Dragon Knight leads to the structural part that leads from the torso to the tail rotor - it snaps the tail boom.
"Nooooooooooooo!! Mayday, Mayday!!
"Granger 02, Bullet!! Bulleted!! Shit, I'm going down...... Huh!!
The fuselage was already out of control, and it was too late, although the pilots desperately grabbed the joystick trying to control the MH-60K that rammed like a rampage horse.
Every tail boom. The fuselage that lost the tail rotor can no longer defeat the anti-torque produced from the main rotor, and crashes at the end of the day when it starts to glue and rotate.
And with the crashed impact, the fuselage jumps, and as it tilts, the giant blade chooses the ground, and then the broken flying blade and the fragments of the fuselage strike the perimeter as if it were a sickle.
"Goho... Oh, my God..."
When Ensign Graham raised his face as he held down his helmet, which he had managed to do without one wound by laying low, there was a tragic sight spread there.
The MH-60K, which came to pick up the passengers, had been overthrown and completely destroyed in the dust still rising, and had eaten fragments of the splashed fuselage due to the impact of the crash again. Delta's crew squatted to the ground with a few painful voices, and when the dragon knight shot down the MH-60K and achieved results, his body had unfortunately been split apart by a broken flying blade, and both the knight and the dragon had been cut apart in a similarly hazy and miserable way.
"... yes... the crossover!?
Ensign Graham was blinded by the tragic sight, but he returns to me and reminds me of the presence of the traveler, the reason we came here, and makes me lose my sight.
"Ugh!?...... damn......"
With his eyes wide open and a surprised face, Ensign Graham found the neck of the crossing rolling unconstitutionally, realizing that the recovery operation for the crossing, which he was forced to proceed with, had ended in the worst possible outcome.
"The most important goal is death!! Repeat, the most important goal is dead!! The operation is...... a failure!!
"The emergence of the Dragon Knight has determined it impossible to withdraw at the helicopter!! Send a convoy immediately!! Yes, tell Ranger Regiment and HQ!!
A request for recovery by the Ranger Regiment was sent to Headquarters in response to the failure to collect the migrants and the virtual impossibility of withdrawing at the helicopter.
"Collect the wounded quickly!!
"Health Soldier!! Hygienist!!
A health guard rushes around to retrieve the wounded, and a voice calls for a health guard from here and there.
"There are still dragon knights in the sky Ujauja!! Damn it!! I thought we were holding control!!
"The enemy is fighting back!! Everywhere is so refreshing because of it!!
"Chi!! The enemies here breathed back too!! Coming!! All hands, evacuate temporarily to the tower behind you!! You stay in the courtyard and they'll kill you!!
Having rescued the crew from the crashed MH-60K and recovered the wounded soldiers, Delta was to stand and cage in the closest tower from the courtyard defending herself from the enemies who had attacked again.
"Damn... it's been a mess... no, don't be"
Ensign Graham's words, whining with a potpout as he lent his shoulder to the wounded soldier, would be prophecy and assault Parabellum.