Taxes are only within machine gun range!

Chapter 51 is too decadent.

Milton led Flora and the other two away from the clinic and back to the pharmacy.

The three of them had just joined the team, and Milton was not comfortable with them going into the underground fortress, so all the pre-battle planning was arranged in the garage.

Flora sat down casually on the ground and said, "To be honest... your operation has gone beyond the scope of 'security' and is considered illegal."

Milton glanced at her: "Are you going or not?"

“Go! Hehe.” Flora didn’t hesitate at all. “For the project you promised to approve for us! However, attacking someone else’s territory is a very dangerous mission. Do you have any plans or arrangements?”

She was actually subtly reminding Milton that they could provide the checkpoint details so their team could develop a feasible attack plan.

As a retired soldier, Flora did not believe that Milton could come up with a better battle plan than hers.

Milton almost rolled his eyes: "Do you think I'm stupid? Going straight to my death without any preparation? I'll decide on the attack plan because I know the checkpoint much better than you do. Trust me, written intelligence can never compare to a field investigation."

Flora hesitated for several seconds before nodding slightly. "Hmm... alright, let us hear your plan. Um, and if I may be so bold, we are all retired soldiers who have received formal training, so we might be able to help you refine your attack plan."

Having fought in Guatemala for so long, Flora had long since experienced firsthand just how incompetent the people there were.

The vast majority of gangsters, and even soldiers, lack any information-based tactical awareness.

To be able to come up with a battle plan like "carry two guns, you in front and me behind, charge straight in and kill everyone" is already considered to be an excellent one.

In other words, the opponent is equally foolish. The matchmaking system in the Latin American region is excellent; otherwise, driving around in several cars and randomly shooting guns would be tantamount to suicide.

The scenario depicted in movies where enemies line up to die like NPCs will not occur in real combat.

Milton took out a piece of white paper, roughly drew a few lines and matrices on it with a pencil, and slapped it on the ground.

Flora looked at the lines that barely qualify as a map and her lips twitched: "Isn't this a little too simplified?"

“It’s simple for others, but it’s enough for you.” Milton pointed to the rectangles. “Once we get to the checkpoint, you’ll know where these buildings I’ve drawn are… They’re advantageous bunkers. We’re outnumbered, so we have to occupy these bunkers. With your expertise, you’ll definitely be able to figure it out when we get there.”

Flora's expression immediately changed. She focused intently on the "map" and memorized the locations marked on it.

In combat, it is not true that if both sides are hiding in cover, the two sides are in a state of equilibrium.

If one side's cover is similar to a car or a small storage room, and is far from other cover, the gunman can only leave the cover from two or three fixed positions to peek out and shoot. This is a very obvious disadvantageous cover.

Because dealing with this kind of cover requires so little information, a skilled gunman can easily hold it off.

Conversely, if you hide in a house with many windows and a large horizontal area, this is a relatively advantageous cover—such cover can greatly increase the amount of information the opponent needs to process.

Gunfire could come from any window, any doorway, or even the side of the building at any time, making it impossible for the enemy to establish an effective position.

Gunmen hiding in inferior cover are often suppressed by gunmen hiding in superior cover within a few shots, unable to even raise their heads, and unable to even determine the location of their opponents!

The matrices Milton drew are advantageous cover; occupying them can offset the numerical disadvantage!

With their superior equipment and marksmanship, they could easily annihilate Varta's men.

The reason the drawing is so simple is that when Flora and the others arrived at the scene, they could make the same judgment based on their rich combat experience.

Flora looked at Milton with some surprise: "Impressive, tax collector... Go on, we'll follow your instructions." As a professional, Flora could certainly tell that the plan was highly feasible.

It is not complicated, but it is like a sharp sword that strikes the enemy's weakness.

It seems there are still people in this place who know how to fight...

Since Milton's tactical arrangements were reasonable and he had more information on the ground, he should be in command.

As long as it increases their chances of winning, the three-person team, who have been through countless life-and-death situations, don't care about saving face.

Milton nodded and continued, "According to the intelligence I've received, all the senior officers at the checkpoint have left with the station chief, and the enemy's command system is very fragile. I need someone at a slightly farther distance to maintain suppressive fire and destroy the enemy's Observation-Judgment-Decision-Execution (OODA) cycle."

“The suppression mission is assigned to ‘Anvil.’ I have an M224 mortar and a PKM machine gun. If you decide to fire, you must fire from the reverse slope and do not easily expose your position.”

Logically, this mortar should require at least two people to operate, but unfortunately, they don't have enough manpower, so they can only send one person.

"Do you need firing tables? The original US military version."

Flora's gaze toward Milton had changed significantly. She shook her head: "No need for the shooting watch, we know how to use it by heart... You, I just suddenly realize you're much more capable than I thought."

"Iron Anvil" smiled smugly: "I told you, following the tax collector will definitely make you rich! You can't go wrong. He's really different from those stupid, ignorant people we've met who like to give orders randomly."

"Come on, I think you're just after the 24-hour water and electricity here..."

"Poison" paused for a moment, then sighed, "I just feel that our army has become even more corrupt since the collapse of the Soviet Union. Mortars can even be smuggled here!"

Milton almost shook his head – the current US military and other NATO forces are considered corrupt? Wait 30 years and see.

Spending $5 million to purchase military aircraft, only to dismantle them immediately and resell them for $3, is considered a trivial matter.

Milton pointed towards the entrance of the checkpoint on the map: "There's only one watchtower here, poorly guarded. I have an M24 sniper rifle; I can take it out easily."

"After 'Anvil' destroyed the watchtower, the three of us immediately broke through, occupied all advantageous cover based on the situation, eliminated the enemy, and stole a vehicle to leave. The other part of the checkpoint was controlled by Maynard, who would most likely not attack us, but we couldn't be too careless."

"Most of the weapons used by the other side are bad guns like the UZI, Type 56 assault rifles... There are relatively few guns of the AK-47 level, and the most powerful ones are no more than the FAL."

“Also, from now on, all your walkie-talkies will be provided by me.” Milton took out the four walkie-talkies he had captured. “These are military frequency-hopping walkie-talkies. I’m worried that the checkpoint might have listening devices.”

"Finally, one detail... you should all have night vision goggles..."

"..."

After arranging the tactics, Milton frowned as he looked at the three men who were gradually falling silent. "Why are you all so quiet? Do you think my plan is bad? Then bring it up now, speak boldly, I trust the judgment of you veterans."

“No, no,” Flora shook her head in denial. “I just feel that your equipment and firepower are better than ours. You’re just a tax collector!”

Moreover, what shocked Flora the most was Milton's very clear understanding of "information warfare".

How long has it been since the Gulf War ended? How could an inspector from a remote, small country have such a strong understanding of "information"?
A careful analysis of Milton's tactics reveals that he consistently sought to gain an information advantage from start to finish!

"Nonsense, how can we collect taxes without overwhelming firepower? Enough with this nonsense, load the equipment onto the trucks, and get ready to go!"

(End of this chapter)