Chapter 324 The reception of the big man

"Puff" was accompanied by a dull voice, and suddenly the machine gunners in four directions were hit one after another. They quickly withdrew from the exercise. In fact, the three platoons that lost the command of Captain Kenbauer had become a mess, and the soldiers guarding the "prisoner camp" did not know what to do without Kenbauer's order. You shouldn't shoot and kill those "prisoners".

Suddenly, a lot of grass people appeared on the ground around the prisoner camp. They seemed to be peeled off from the grass, and then quickly and quickly went to the prisoner camp. At this time, the "prisoners" in the prisoner camp also began to scratch. When someone went to prepare to suppress, the prisoners suddenly Several soldiers rose up and fired at the soldiers who came in with submachine guns, and about a dozen people who rushed in withdrew from the exercise on the spot. The soldiers on the outside could not stop the assault of the Black Panther Company, and the "captainers" also picked up the weapons of the soldiers who withdrew from the exercise, and then blocked the soldiers who tried to rush to kill the "captains".

Under the internal and external attack, the three rows of people quickly withdrew from the exercise. So far, 150 "prisoners" in the captive camp have been successfully rescued. The exercise was a complete success. But this exercise made a deep impression on many bigwigs who watched the ceremony.

"This is a very good exercise, which is eye-opening!" Admiral Urckt nodded and looked back at Major General Wesman and said, "Mr. Wesman, I hope this will not disappoint you." With that, he stood up, tidied up his military uniform, and then stepped away. He was ready to have a pleasant conversation with Parks after the exercise. To be honest, today's exercise is not even as shocking as Parks at the Arnam Bridge. That is the real battle that happened in the battle between blood and fire. Today is just a repeat of those battles, but this time the target is the unlucky 3rd Battalion of the 502nd Regiment.

There was warm applause on the auditorium. Major General Wesman was a little dazed, but he still raised his hand politely and clapped a few times. To be honest, this exercise made him understand a new way of fighting. But how useful is this method in actual combat? Now he can't be sure, but he also feels that General MacArthur's card may be a little right to come here by himself. If you want to prove the role of this company, actual combat is essential.

"As always, it makes people sigh!" Major Winster applauded and smiled at Nixon, "It seems that I'm still worried in vain. You know, those guys in the camp have already started betting. They played a lot this time and gambled with other camps. Now I think they must have made a small fortune. Lao Tianzhen takes good care of them.

"Of course, God also bless me!" Nixon smiled, then raised a small wine bottle, took a sip of wine and said, "Do you know how much I pressed? 1000 dollars. I believe that this time, some people in the camp will lose their pants and go home naked.

Yes, the current American soldiers have put a lot of bets on this exercise. Of course, this is their idle practice. Everyone wants to win a large amount of money after the end of the European war and then go home. However, only a good thing can always be enjoyed by a few people, either they make mistakes or he We don't have a lot of money. Of course, all this is not a problem for Nixon. He is a rich man.

Parks's Panthers had a sharp winning streak, and only two people were ruled out in this exercise. This means a one-sided exercise. The 3rd Battalion was judged to lose two-thirds of the battle, and the mission of the Panther Assault Company was successfully completed, and they became the best foil. And in this exercise, insiders have begun to think about it.

Hidden, stealth, sneak attack; a series of wonderful cooperations such as tigers leaving the mountain, camouflage, false orders, sniping, beheading, etc. shined in this exercise, which is no longer a conventional way of fighting. But such a mode of combat has now proved that the role played in a specific task is irreplaceable and difficult for conventional troops to complete.

"Very wonderful, I want to meet our hero!" In the VIP seat of the auditorium, a man in his 50s with glasses stood up, and then several bodyguards beside him quickly helped him pick up the coat left on the chair. "I have two hours tomorrow morning. You can arrange it!" With that, he left here without looking back.

"Yes, Mr. President, we will arrange this matter!" A general who followed the man nodded and then quickly followed him out. Mr. President? Yes, this is Truman, the new President of the United States, who is now attending a three-nation summit in Potsdam, Germany. Before that, he suddenly became interested in watching a company exercise. This itself is beyond common sense. But it has happened to him now.

Not many people know about the arrival of Mr. President, but many people still know about it, because the VIP seats only have the special seats of President Truman, and other generals must wear the appearance of the VIP seats.

"God, I never thought it would be so easy to defeat them!" Brad carried his rifle and smiled excitedly at Granary, "Look, we killed them. This is our Panther Company. To be honest, so far, I have really begun to admire our leader. I believe that his past achievements are true and unquestionable!"

"You will see the real battle in the future, man!" Granari glanced at him with slanted eyes. Then they came to the barracks. They will gather here and be received by General Taylor of the 101st Airborne Division.

The excited expressions on the faces of the Black Panther Commando Company are in sharp contrast to the depressed expressions on the faces of the soldiers of the 3rd Battalion of the 502 Regiment. But this is no longer important. The important thing is that the commando ordered by General Taylor has begun to show his power. And all this was witnessed by the generals.

"Very well done, boys!" General Taylor's muscles on his face trembled with excitement. "That's why I formed this commando. Because the 101st Airborne Division is the elite of the U.S. military, and I want you to prove this, and you are the elite of the elite. For this, I also have to thank your company commander, Major Parks. This is his idea. I just helped him complete the first step of his idea. In the future, I hope you can pass on this idea and let more elites in the U.S. military join you. You are not a company, and you will be a gathering place for elites.

General Taylor said, his eyes scanning at the soldiers standing upright in front of him. As soon as these soldiers got off the drill ground, they were even wearing camouflaged straw coats, diving suits and diving goggles, but this did not affect their high fighting spirit and unique murderous spirit. This is more terrible than the veterans who have just come down from the battlefield.

"Young men, because of your excellence, each of you should be ready to go to a new battlefield at any time, and you will also achieve great honor in the battlefield of letters." General Taylor continued to speak, but his words were still repeated. Few people listened carefully, including Major Parks. Although he was standing upright now, his mind was not here. He is thinking about where the first goal of this company will be and what kind of task it will be.

"God, won't he be shorter?" A soldier finally couldn't help whispering, "I know he is General Taylor, and I know everything he says. To be honest, he gave many speeches to the soldiers, but each time he said something was almost the same.

"Shut up!" Malaki, who was standing beside him, turned his head slightly and stared at him. This is enough for him to shut up obediently. The non-commissioned officers in the E company used their heartbeat in training and performance in the exercise to make those unconvinced subordinates obediently, so the soldier immediately shut up.

After General Taylor finally finished speaking, he motioned Parks to say a few words. But Parks walked to the front of the team and said only one word: "Disband!" Suddenly, everyone relaxed, and they began to disperse in the camp in twos and threes.

"Cab, I bet 50 dollars. This time I won. God, this is the first time I've won money. I've bet so many times!" A soldier walked with Kaber and showed off to him.

"I bet 500 dollars, all my family! I bought it because our company won, so I also won. Carbo only had this sentence, which made the guy choose to be silent. Yes, $50 is too insignificant compared with Cabo's gambling. It turned out that these soldiers chose to gamble during the exercise, which was an opportunity not to be missed, even if they participated in it themselves.

"Wait, Major Parks!" When Parks was about to leave, General Taylor stopped him.

"What's the matter? General!" Parks looked at Taylor.

"There's someone who wants to see you at 7:30 tomorrow morning at the Berchtesgaden Hotel, ten miles away. It's the regimental headquarters, you know." General Taylor looked at Parks with a smile in his eyes and said, "It's a big man. You have to dress decently."

"Yes, General!" Parks nodded and then saluted General Taylor.

Big man? Parks couldn't help thinking about it, but he really couldn't figure out who would be that big man. But anyway, he has come into the eyes of those big shots again. I don't know if this is a good thing or a bad thing.

At 7:20 a.m. the next morning, Parks had already driven to the Berchtesgaden Hotel. But still a mile or two away from the hotel, he felt that the atmosphere was a little different. There are sentries along the way, and there are two checkpoints on the way to the hotel. If General Taylor hadn't greeted him in person, he wouldn't have been able to go in.

The gate of the hotel is even more heavily guarded, which is far from being as simple as the regimental headquarters. On the balcony against the ice lake on the third floor of the hotel, he met the person who wanted to see him. A man in his 50s with glasses and elegant demeanor. He was drinking coffee and was injured with a newspaper. Even if he was wearing unorthodox casual clothes, he looked extraordinary.

"Welcome, Major Parks!" When the man saw that Parks was brought in by General Taylor, he couldn't help standing up and stretching out his hand to Parks with a smile.

"This is Mr. Truman, the President of the United States!" General Taylor saw that Parks had reached out and held his hand. This was not the first time he had dealt with the President of the United States. At least he was now able to maintain a neither humble nor arrogant attitude. After shaking hands, he saluted Truman. In fact, he has vaguely guessed the identity of this big man in his heart, and now it's just a confirmation.

"This is Major General Weisman, from the Pacific Theater Command, who came to observe the exercise on the order of General MacArthur!" With that, General Taylor suddenly whispered in Parks's ear, "Are you ready to go to the Pacific Ocean?"

Parks didn't move. He politely shook hands with Major General Wesman. He knew that this handshake would pull himself from Europe to the Pacific Ocean, but he was ready!

(to be continued)