1890 King of Southeast Asia

On August 7, at the Abris battlefield, the 5th Brigade launched a general attack on the core area, and quickly completed the key attack, forming a salient.

After all, Abris is not a big city. It is only a few square kilometers in size including the "suburbs", and the core area is only the original old city - a small western town.

Bang!

"67, Brother Huang, you are the only one in our company, with the highest record, and you can't escape a medal." Xiao Liu looked at the fallen enemy and said enviously.

Huang Zhengfang did not answer, reloaded the bullets, and looked for the next target.

A few days ago, they launched a wave of offensives, pulling a small cannon, and pushed the front line forward 500 meters in one day. Only two people in their company were seriously injured, and more than a dozen people were slightly injured.

Then for some reason, the offensive suddenly stopped, and the whole line retreated to organize defense, abandoning several support points in the city.

It took 5 days before a new round of offensive was launched.

Although it was not a fierce battle, the Mesopotamian people's tenacious resistance also made Huang Zhengfang mature quickly.

No one died in the attack, but one person was hit in the chest by a stray bullet during the defense. After a night of rescue, he still closed his eyes.

That person was from Class 9 and had worked with Huang Zhengfang on the last rainy day.

"Zhengfang, I'll watch, you go and rest for a while." The squad leader walked to Huang Zhengfang with a gun and a tired body.

"You go and rest, I'm not tired." Huang Zhengfang said without turning his head.

If you want to say who is the most tired in their class, it must be the squad leader. He takes on the most dangerous tasks in the attack, and he is the one who keeps watch during the defense. He also has to take care of the communication between superiors and subordinates and the problems of soldiers. It's okay in the field, at least he can sleep well at night, but it's not okay in the street fighting.

"Go down and eat something, we have to continue fighting in the afternoon, go quickly." The squad leader shook his head and poked Huang Zhengfang.

Bang!

Another gunshot, Xiao Liu turned over and looked at the direction where Huang Zhengfang's gun was pointing, a man was rolling down from a pile of rubble.

"68, a new record!" Xiao Liu recorded.

Xiao Liu was just transferred in, from the Arab Construction Corps Militia, originally used to relieve the pressure of the 5th Brigade to guard the prisoners, but as soon as he arrived, the prisoners were handed over to the Arab Rangers, and finally he was simply added to the 5th Brigade as a supplementary source of soldiers.

"Have you eaten?" Huang Zhengfang put away his gun and didn't care about the number of enemies killed, that was meaningless.

No matter how many people you kill, you will still die. Huang Zhengfang's partner, the observer of the 9th squad, an elite soldier, died under a stray bullet.

When he arrived here this morning, the Mesopotamians were going to launch an attack. They rushed three times in total, two machine guns and one, leaving hundreds of corpses. I don't know if there will be another attack in the afternoon.

His record was not achieved today, but since the war began, 00 scattered gains.

"I've eaten a long time ago. The kitchen team is 200 meters behind us. Today we have stir-fried lamb with onions, beef stewed with radish, and bone soup. They taste good." The squad leader took out a blanket that he had picked up from somewhere and spread it on the ground, and sat down.

"Then let's go eat first. Squad leader, you're busy, you're busy." Xiao Liu stood up after hearing this.

He had once been very envious of the main combat unit. Then on the first day of joining the main combat unit, the food was compressed biscuits, and on the second day, it was beef jerky and canned meat soup - cooked by himself, with compressed biscuits.

And the pot used was 6 helmets. The kitchen team was transferred away with the pot and the people. One and a half helmets of thick soup with unknown taste, with compressed biscuits.

Just when he thought that the main combat unit was worse off than the militia, the kitchen team finally appeared. When he was holding the hot braised beef, he thought he was going to charge on the battlefield, and he was in tears when he ate it.

Sure enough, after eating, he was sent to the front line, the most advanced combat unit.

Then he found that he was not forced to be cannon fodder on the battlefield as he imagined. On the contrary, because he had only undergone militia training, he did not undertake combat tasks, but only needed to deliver supplies.

That is, to deliver water, food, or ammunition and weapons. He also asked why he was chosen.

"You look honest... obedient, and such people can survive on the battlefield." The squad leader pondered for a long time before answering.

Xiao Liu touched his head and smiled. He is 18 years old this year. When he was 9 years old, he took a boat with his family of 6 and arrived in Brunei. Because he was not good at going to school, he became an apprentice after finishing elementary school and barely supported himself.

The reason that supported him to join the army was simple. After arriving in Nanhua, he had never been hungry. All 6 members of his family survived. He was the eldest, and he wanted to serve the country with the intention of repaying his gratitude.

"Eat slowly, no one will snatch it from you." Huang Zhengfang handed a bowl of soup to Xiao Liu who was choking on a steamed bun.

"I was afraid of hunger when I was young. I'm sorry to make Brother Huang laugh..." Xiao Liu drank the soup and was still smiling.

"Who hasn't been hungry? There are tens of millions of people in the country. Those who have never been hungry are not children. There are only a few hundred thousand people. One city can't accommodate them." Huang Zhengfang shook his head, indicating that he didn't mean to laugh.

"This... so many poor people? Can we afford to support them?" Xiao Liu asked in surprise. It was the first time someone told him this in 9 years since he came to Nanhua.

"Why? Are you afraid that the country will go bankrupt?" Huang Zhengfang smiled at the child who was a few months younger than him.

"There are only more than 70,000 people in the whole Yebal. The food and drink are all shipped from Java by big ships. There are so many ships coming and going every day. With tens of millions of people, the food and drink must be on the sea..." Xiao Liu gestured with his hands to show the size of the famous ships.

Yabar is the Oman Oilfield District and the first petrochemical base in South China in Arabia. In addition to various fuels, it also produces by -products such as paraffin. It is currently one of the three core industrial areas of Arabia.

Because material transportation is transported from South China, the Western Academy of Petroleum has been launched for 3 years, with more than 1,000 students, but only dormitories and libraries, no classrooms, and daily lectures are in the factory.

"Don't worry, the country's supply of food, drinking, drinking, drinking, drinking, drinking, drinking, drinking, drinking, drinking, drinking, drinking, drinking and drinking is still fine. The economy of the construction of the Corps has undergone preliminary development. It is now very mature and can provide a lot of material wealth ..." Huang Zhengfang also touched it. Why didn't he starve in 1?

If it weren't for the elder sister to do hardship, one of them would have been scattered, and he didn't know if he begged somewhere or was it sold somewhere to be a person?

Even so, I lost one 3 sister. Huang Suqing tried to write a letter to the 3rd sister to sell the family, but Miao had no news, I don’t know if it was moved, what happened ...

"Brother Huang, are you from Java?" Xiao Liu asked carefully.

Huang Zhengfang's Mandarin is very pure, just like a radio broadcaster 1, not many people who have seen Xiao Liu see more or less accents.

And ... he didn't understand what Huang Zhengfang said, but he knew what the reality was. Nanhua borrowed money to borrow food to give them food and give them to them, so he would sell the food he had cultivated to South China at a low price. Used to help more people.

In his opinion, this is the emperor's good intention, countless people, and his family has Liu Yiming's longevity ranking.

"I am from Sichuan, one o'clock one o'clock earlier than you, placed in Java 3 treasure ridges, how about you?" Huang Zhengfang shook his head.

"I am from Lingnan. At first, I was in Brunei. Later, the industry migrated greatly. I came to Arabia. I want to say that this Arabia is not as good as Brunei. Brunei also has oil. Crustered.

"gather!"

He didn't wait for him to finish, and the company's voice passed to the cooking class. Huang Zhengfang ate the last buns, drank the soup and swallowed the buns, and helped Xiao Liu, who was choking, and took his back. Go away.

"Everyone, immediately organize the dress, check whether the kettle is filled, the first aid package should be carried closely, whether the weapon fails, and whether the ammunition is sufficient ..."

Even the head of the head was annoying, and he said that he felt a little annoying until Xiao Liu felt a little annoying.

"On the side, wait for you to bring Xiao Liu and walk behind. I have taught you all the teachings. You look at Xiao Liu, and everyone will have something wrong." After the dissolution, the squad leader came to tell him.

"Yes!" Huang Zhengfang replied strongly.

"Liu Jing." The squad leader looked at Xiao Liu.

"Yes!" Xiao Liu was a little nervous, a little puzzled, and stretched his chest confused.

"Follow him, he will do whatever you want, don't panic, don't be afraid, obey the command and listen to the command." The squad leader reacted 1 before reacting.

"Yes!" Xiao Liu's mouth moved unnaturally, which was too tight.

Soon, the squad leader went to the battle meeting. Huang Zhengfang took him to a collapsed house, sitting down against the wall, and his back facing the core direction of Abuzius.

Xiao Liu seemed to have a lot of words to say, but Huang Zhengfang asked him, and he couldn't say why.

In the past few days, he has seen a lot, but the overall defense and persistence. The first time I moved forward today, it was just staying in the work of the previous army.

boom!

The sound of the gun rang, Xiao Liu was frightened, and he smiled embarrassedly after reacting.

"Nothing to be shameful." Huang Zhengfang shook his head with a smile.

"What?" The sound of artillery was not small, and Xiao Liu didn't hear clearly.

Huang Zhengfang simply did not speak.

ju! Intersection

Ten minutes later, the sharp whistle sounded, and Huang Zhengfang pulled Xiao Liu to stand up and followed the squad leader to the core area, and the sound of artillery gradually stopped.

Nympho

Bang!

Xiao Liu fired a shot and hid in the corner in a hurry.

This is already 6 pm, and in the second round of the second round, they gradually replaced the previous offensive team 5 and became the main force.

bump! fu ~~

Huang Zhengfang took the opportunity to hit a rocket, and before he observed the results, he retracted his head.

"Long, our class was half injured, and the building ..." The squad leader wrapped gauze on his head, and his voice gradually weakened.

Weng ~

The gasoline engine runs at high speed, and the Warriors military car pulls a 762mm artillery with a 762mm artillery ...

"The artillery of our trip has been adjusted. This is borrowed from the Rangers. Didn't you have a look -over? Let him fight the artillery."

Huang Zhengfang belongs to a serious science class. If you let him fight artillery, it must not work. The professional is not the same, but it is only a close distance. It is not a big threat. It must be no problem.

Construct positions, shells, aiming, and loading.

"After filling!" Huang Zhengfang shouted.

Then ... quiet.

"Fight?" The squad leader looked around and tentatively said.

"Put!" Huang Zhengfang pulled the rope, the gun body trembled, the cannon shells left the cannon, flying into hundreds of meters away, 3 -layer stone building.

BOOM!

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