I asked you to escape, but you became a soldier in World War II

Chapter 155 He Would Rather Die Than Give Up

When Lin Chen walked out of the cafeteria, he actually saw the young man from yesterday, Alcatel.
But at this moment, he was no longer dressed in that frivolous outfit, but in military uniform.
Judging from his military rank, he is actually a lieutenant?
Shit, is this also due to nepotism? It seems that it is easier to get things done if you have someone in the court.

"Hello, sir!" Alcatel did not expect that Lin Chen's military rank was actually higher than his, so he quickly saluted and greeted him.

After he returned yesterday, he immediately sent someone to investigate Lin Chen's background. However, because he had a cursory look, he thought that the other party was also a lieutenant like himself.

"Yes, what's the matter?" Lin Chen returned the greeting.

Although the other person's father is awesome, rank still matters in the military. Since your rank is lower than mine, you should salute me first.

"It's like this, sir. Our troops want to conduct a live-fire confrontation exercise, and now we would like to sincerely invite you to participate." After saying that, he took out an invitation letter from the troops, which turned out to be from the British Red Devil Parachute Regiment.

"Lieutenant Colonel Scholes will serve as the commander of Side A in this exercise." Alcatel's words were powerful. If you didn't go, it would mean that you were afraid of Lieutenant Colonel Scholes. If this got out, how would you still be able to stay in this group?
But if you go there, you will no longer be the deputy leader of some crappy "sailor" group, and you will have no say over it.

"Oh, does my team leader, Major General Richard, know about this?"

"I've already reported it to him, and he said that if it takes half a day, it won't be a big problem." Alcatel has obviously blocked Lin Chen's escape route. You can either be a coward and not go, or go and listen to our orders.

"Ha, let's go and have some fun." Lin Chen said pretending to be relaxed, but in fact he had a bolder idea.

"It's a deal then. I'll send a car to pick you up at four o'clock tomorrow morning!"

Alcatel is still worried that Lin Chen will change his mind.

"No problem, come earlier so you can come back and do some work."

Alcatel heard that Lin Chen was still thinking about coming back? Hehe, he couldn't help but sneer in his heart, dreaming!
When Lin Chen returned to the restaurant to continue his meal, Lina had not left yet.

"Who?"

"Yesterday's Alcatel."

"Ah? What happened? Did he bring someone with him?"

"No, he's alone." As he said that, Lin Chen explained to Lina the other party's purpose.

"This is clearly a trap. You can't go."

"I know it's a trap." Lin Chen picked at the last few bites of food on the plate.

"Then you are still going?"

"Haha, they miscalculated a little." Lin Chen kept it a secret.

"what?"

"Put me in there. See if this set is strong enough."

Lin Chen confidently picked up the plate and left.

"Pervert, why don't you be so arrogant?" Lina couldn't help but complain behind him, but soon a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, "But only arrogant men are attractive."

As expected, Alcatel sent someone very early the next day, and Lin Chen followed the other party without saying a word.

The live-fire exercise venue is in a mountain. The British Red Devil Parachute Regiment is indeed an elite force. Just by looking at their appearance, one can feel their murderous aura.

In the command center, Colonel Huntelaar, commander of the parachute regiment, was making the final mobilization and deployment.

Seeing Lin Chen come in, he looked at him with a very suspicious look.

The meaning is self-evident. "Just him? Is that okay?"

Lin Chen himself was still confused as to what on earth he was being asked to do.

"It's like this, Deputy Captain Lin," Lieutenant Colonel Scholes thought about it and decided not to call him deputy team leader, otherwise he would be laughed at by his peers.

"We are testing the field combat capability of the entire regiment. Lieutenant Alcatel told our regiment headquarters that you have excellent field survival ability, so we hope you can lead Team B to the mountains and forests, and we will hunt you down. The time limit is three days. If we don't catch all of you, we will lose."

Shit, wasn't it supposed to be half a day? How did it become three days? Lin Chen felt contemptuous, so mean?

“Generally, not only”

"You are the top soldier in the Soviet Army and the top soldier in the American Army. I believe that a master like you will lead the team to complete the mission successfully, right?" Colonel Huntelaar did not even give Lin Chen a chance to speak.

"What's the reward if I win?"

Colonel Huntelaar never thought that he would win, because this kind of exercise was nothing more than a routine and there was no such thing as a chance of victory.

"what do you want?"

"How about asking Alcatel to agree to a small request of mine?"

"No problem, Lieutenant Alcatel, is this okay?" Although Colonel Huntelaar knew his identity, he felt that Alcatel had no chance of losing.

Alcatel itself felt that this was a sure win, so it immediately nodded in agreement.

"Okay, then we have a deal." Lin Chen knew that there was no point in saying more, so he let you see what a true soldier king is.

Alcatel took Lin Chen to his subordinates. There were only 50 paratroopers in total, and they were obviously old, weak and sick. When he asked about their service, he found out that two of them were cleaners.

This really makes people feel like "Wu Zetian became a widow and lost her mind (Li Zhi)".

As required, Lin Chen needed to lead these 50 people to the depths of the mountains for an outdoor escape, while Scholes would lead an elite battalion of the paratrooper regiment to round them up, using special bullets that would not be fatal but would leave traces.

Then he was automatically sentenced to leave.

When watching Lin Chen leading the team into the depths of the forest, Alcatel proudly said to Lieutenant Colonel Scholes, "Cousin, is there any problem with this?"

"what is the problem?"

It turned out that Lieutenant Colonel Scholes was Alcatel's cousin, and the two had always had a good relationship. When he heard that Alcatel had been defeated in front of Lin Chen, he immediately planned to help his cousin. However, he had seen Lin Chen's skills, so he took this opportunity to invite Lin Chen as an imaginary enemy.

Although it was a bit excessive for a battalion to wipe out half of the enemy's company, and his battalion was a reinforced battalion with more than 800 people, all of them elite. Could it be that they were still unable to capture Lin Chen?

"I mean, no one will die, right?" Although Alcatel seemed very arrogant on the surface, he had actually never been to a battlefield and was promoted entirely through nepotism.

"What a joke! If a soldier really dies during the round-up, it's a worthy death. What is a live-fire exercise? It's close to actual combat." Scholes loudly ordered his men and called the four reinforced company commanders to come for a meeting.

Alcatel was only the deputy company commander and was not qualified to attend such a meeting, so he could only leave in embarrassment.

Besides, after Lin Chen led everyone into the forest, these old, weak and disabled soldiers were eating the field rations in their hands frantically. After all, it was just a game for them.

"Go back the way you came!" "Ah?" After hearing Lin Chen's order, these people were also dumbfounded? Some of them were actually undercover agents, intending to expose Lin Chen's whereabouts.

"Follow my orders, everyone turn around and return the same way. But leave some supplies for me, take the rest!"

Seeing these people coming out of the forest one after another, Lieutenant Colonel Scholes was dumbfounded. Was he going to fight against our entire battalion alone?

Interesting, so interesting!

Although there was no undercover agent to expose Lin Chen's position, his soldiers were all well-tested experts in mountain warfare.

With this, he divided a reinforced battalion into 16 teams, one platoon per team, and each platoon was divided into teams based on squads, and they conducted an intensive search in the mountains and forests.

Lin Chen was in the forest at the moment, counting the supplies he had in his hands, two daggers, a British Sten submachine gun, 120 rounds of closed blank ammunition, and several grenades.

Of course, these are also training ammunition.

It can be said that the only real weapons he had were two daggers, and the rest were all toys.

Lin Chen glanced towards the base. If he was in great danger on the plains outside, he was definitely the king in the forest.

Lieutenant Colonel Scholes' troops quickly went into the mountains and began the encirclement and capture. Unlike Lin Chen's side, they were very well equipped and had sufficient supplies.

Members of each group formed tactical teams of several people and headed deep into the dense forest.

Each team is equipped with a walkie-talkie so that they can communicate at any time, which is extremely rare in the British Army.

Scholes originally wanted to apply for a batch of military dogs, but Colonel Huntelaar refused. What he meant was, the enemy only had one person, and we had more than 800 people. We still need to call in military dogs? Is this an exercise? Isn't this just a fugitive capture?

This has become the only and most fatal loophole.

Lin Chen knew the other party’s general routine, and his goal was to lead everyone around in circles in the mountains.

He also used various existing conditions in the forest to set up many traps, causing great suffering to the British soldiers who were chasing him.

During the day he could easily hunt game in the forest, from pythons to hedgehogs, almost nothing could escape Lin Chen's "poisonous hands". The only regret was that he had no way to use open flames, so he could only eat them raw.

This is nothing to Lin Chen. It is equivalent to reviewing the required subjects of special forces in his previous life.

After eating, he would hide in the tall trees in the forest and take a nap.

At night, Lin Chen would take the initiative to attack and "kill" the pursuing British soldiers one after another. According to the rules of the exercise, these soldiers could not reveal any information about Lin Chen after withdrawing.

By noon the next day, Colonel Huntelaar's face was livid, because more than 50 soldiers had been judged to be "killed" or "seriously injured", but there was no sign of Lin Chen.

Shame, this is such a shame.

Although Huntelaar was furious at the regiment headquarters, he still didn't want to mobilize the military dogs, which was really laughable.

As a result, by the next day, more soldiers were eliminated. That is to say, if this was a real round-up, his main battalion had lost nearly one-sixth of its troops.

"Sir, the forest is too big, and Captain Lin is too powerful. Let's send in the military dogs!"

"Captain, phone call!"

When the signalman handed him the phone, Colonel Huntelaar immediately stood at attention and listened to the instructions.

Then there was a burst of yess, yess, yess like a chick pecking at rice.

After hanging up the phone, he was sweating from scolding.

"Hey, let's call in the military dog ​​unit! If we still can't catch him tomorrow, we'll all be finished!" After saying that, he collapsed in his seat.

Lieutenant Colonel Scholes learned from the signalman that it was Marshal Alan Francis Brooke, Chief of the Imperial General Staff and Director of the Military Training Bureau, who called personally to inquire about the exercise.

When he learned that the other side only had one person and his side had suffered such heavy casualties, he was furious.

He even threatened to cancel the group's number on the phone!

What a shame!

So when it comes to choosing between personal honor and the honor of the unit, he can only choose the latter.
After the military dog ​​unit intervened, the situation on the training ground suddenly changed.

What used to be a non-targeted roundup has now become a relatively accurate search.

Lin Chen also quickly felt the pressure. These British military dogs usually cooperated with the paratroopers in combat. Now with their help, the paratroopers were even more powerful.

In particular, Scholes had learned the lessons of the previous two days and requested that the search forces be gathered together and pursued in company units.

Although the gap between them was larger, Lin Chen had no way to get in. If he wanted to pass through the gap, he would be sniffed out by the military dog ​​with an extremely sensitive nose.

So I could only run around and run madly in the mountains.

If it weren't for his amazing physical strength, he would have been caught up by the opponent long ago, but even so, the area he could move in the forest was getting smaller and smaller.

If we don't think of a solution, we'll probably be caught soon.

At night, the temperature in the forest began to drop sharply. Lin Chen's teeth were chattering with cold, but he still did not choose to warm himself by fire. Lighting a bonfire in the dark night was indeed an extremely wonderful thing, but the same was true for the enemy.

It can be seen clearly from several kilometers away.

So Lin Chen could only wrap himself tightly in his field raincoat and anything else he could wear, trying his best to ensure that his body temperature would not be too low.

The worst thing is that it is raining heavily now. Although for military dogs, heavy rain can dilute the scent of Lin Chen's whereabouts, for Lin Chen, hypothermia is the most fatal thing.

At this moment, Major General Richard and his entire team arrived at the Parachute Regiment Command.

Deputy team leader Lin Chen had not reported for duty for two consecutive days, which had aroused their vigilance. When they asked about Alcatel's troops, they learned that Lin Chen had come here as an imaginary enemy.

But when they heard about the drill, Lina was the first to start yelling.

"You are committing murder, murder!"

The officers in the parachute regiment were all blushing, and this was indeed an unfair victory.

Huntelaar could only explain that this was the content of the exercise agreed to by Chief of the General Staff Marshal Brooke. And if Lin Chen chose to give up, the exercise would end early, and they would quickly give him the necessary rescue.

Lina sneered, “You don’t know this man well enough. He would rather die than give up.”

(End of this chapter)