".......Is the location of these enemy firepower points accurate? What is the approximate number?"
Arni Morales, wearing a dark green high-ranking officer uniform, shiny bulletproof breastplate, and a heavy windbreaker, pointed to the dusty tactical map on the table while pressing the command sword at his waist. In addition to the serious regiment political commissar, there were several commanders, as well as an officer guard equipped with this closed armor and well-armed weapons, and even the Oglins.
And these are naturally not provided by the Expeditionary Force, but are brought by Alni Morales, or more precisely, private soldiers provided by his family.
When the Expeditionary Force arrived at the Great Vortex, Alni Morales felt that his "Soul of Warriors" was ignited, and his lovers seemed to have lost their charm. All his attention turned to the army and weapons, in his own words, to find the feeling of becoming an Astate.
Especially after seeing many people around him, including some friends and buddies who have been playing since childhood, joined the expeditionary force and went to the front line to gain glory and meritorious deeds, Alni Morales strengthened his belief in going to the battlefield. In his opinion, the first twenty years of his life have been completely wasted, and only on the battlefield can he find his own value.
He felt that it would be even more satisfying to sit on the enemy's corpse, waving his sword and shouting "For the Emperor".
Now he no longer had those low-level desires in his mind, only a sense of honor, only a desire for battle, only living like a real warrior - although these words were said by him "conquering" the cute little white dove and lying on her.
But everyone around him opposed his decision. After all, the battlefield was so dangerous. Noble identity did not bring much security advantages. Especially the commanders of the war zone were Astart. Rumors about their cold command methods have been widely circulated in the Great Vortex area. Everyone believed that the angels of death would sacrifice any of their subordinates for victory.
Alni Morales was extremely stubborn. He even told his father that if he was not allowed to join the army, he would sneak into the registration, even if he was a big soldier.
Even in the end, he forced himself to death.
Seeing that he could not stop him, Old Morales had to agree.
However, Old Moralai still kept a hand. He planned to arrange his son to a relatively safe force, such as the inspection force in the Fourth War Zone, which should be easy for him as the logistics director of the Expeditionary Force.
Unfortunately, he did not expect that so many people were jealous of his position and regarded him as an opponent. The arrangement of Old Morales was not only blocked by certain forces, but even Alni Morales was brought to the most dangerous front-line war zone by his unexpected people, and was also arranged as the leader of a lowest-level cannon fodder regiment.
The person who unexpectedly thought of Old Moralai was Count Sden Vaughn. The other party used his nephew's authority to serve as the head of the recruitment office to replace Alni Moralais. It was too late when Old Moralai discovered it. Of course, in revenge, Old Moralai also arranged for an illegitimate son, whom Earl Sden Vaughn, to go to the transportation line of the most dangerous frontline as the escort captain. The loss rate of the escort ships in that place was as high as 67%.
However, these had no effect on Alni Morales, and he even thought the arrangement was good, because according to the biography of celebrities he had read in the past, most of the great generals first came out of the most ordinary and even the most trashy troops. In his opinion, commanding a group of elite soldiers and strong generals could not show the commander's ability at all. Even if they win, others would think that it was a battle that even a pig could win.
At that time, he told his father that the cannon fodder group is good, he likes the cannon fodder group, and he also wants to use this cannon fodder group to make his name Alni Morales! Let the whole family be proud of him.
Old Moralai sighed repeatedly. He understood that this flower growing up in the greenhouse did not know the cruelty of the battlefield. Although Old Moralai himself had never fought many wars, at least he had seen many cruel nests. He knew that the real battlefield would only be more than ten thousand times more cruel than this.
In order not to let his son lose his life in a rash manner, Old Moralai used his connections and resources to arrange several excellent "military advisers" for him. These people were basically commanders who had participated in front-line combat. They were not in active service for various reasons. After being hired at a high price, they would serve as assistants to Arni Morales to guide him in combat. Among them were artillery experts, engineer experts, and even a mechanical logist. In addition, they recruited a group of loyal and command-oriented people from the recruited veterans. They would serve as grassroots commanders of the cannon fodder regiment, that is, company commanders and platoon leaders. This is why the regiment has not had many officers since they set out, because they had been waiting on the battlefield.
In addition, with the help of the position of logistics director, Old Moralai secretly stuffed an artillery battalion, an engineering battalion and a transportation battalion to the unit that was supposed to be a pure infantry regiment - it was a transportation battalion, but they had a lot of chimera and bison armored vehicles.
The last insurance is the guards around Alni Morales. Each of these three hundred people is the best guards and soldiers in the Morales family. Many of them are fighting all the way from the bottom nest and seeing ferocious men from the sea of ​​corpses and blood. Their loyalty to the family is comparable to steel. These people are equipped with the best armor, the best guns, and even many heavy weapons, comparable to the storm soldiers in the Star Army.
And the only mission of these people is to keep Alni alive.
They will keep him alive at all costs. Even if the political commissar wants to kill him, they will silence the political commissar without hesitation.
Of course, in addition to these people, as a noble officer with taste, Alni Morales naturally had a series of auxiliary personnel such as chefs, stylists, equipment attendants, and recorders. In addition, he also found several poets and novelists to prepare for his future personal biography.
With this series of guarantees, Alni Morales was finally able to move towards the battlefield of glory he longed for inspiration in the tears of his lover.
"It's hard to say about... I guessed it was around 3,000 at the beginning, but now it's hard to say how much is left, as for the firepower distribution."
Standing next to Alni Morales, the unkempt face, stains and blood on his clothes and armor were stains and bloodstains. The infantry commander from the Amigidon Steel Legion. Their regiment was not long ago responsible for attacking the enemy stronghold marked as the No. 9 water supply station. However, the casualty rate after three days of bloody battle had exceeded 61%, but it was still unable to capture the stronghold. Therefore, the 310th Infantry Regiment of Abu Bakari came to take over their position and complete the task.
The commander said, as if he was smoked by the perfume smell on Alni Morales, he turned his head and retching to the side twice, and then spit a few spits, which made Alni frown. Although he was a field officer, it was too vulgar.
Chapter completed!