Time Travel: A Villain's Self-cultivation

After the second battalion commander's exclamation, everyone boarded the helicopter with great curiosity.

The Chinook transport helicopter from the Kunlun Regiment came to pick everyone up, and it was easy to carry more than a dozen people.

When the helicopter flew farther and farther from the ground, about a thousand meters away.

Li Yunlong tilted his dizzy head downward and sobered up instantly.

"Oh my God, can this thing fly so high?" Li Yunlong exclaimed.

The rest of the people were also shocked, but they all leaned together to seek a sense of security.

These people have never been on a plane, let alone a helicopter from the future.

"It can be higher, but this height is enough." Ye Hao, who was sitting aside, said calmly.

Ever since I got the Mark Armor, my fear of heights has completely disappeared.

No one dared to move and could only look around at this strange plane.

"Brother Ye, why is this plane different from the Japanese planes?" Li Yunlong came to his senses and asked in confusion.

"This, this is called a transport helicopter, responsible for transporting supplies and personnel."

"The Japanese plane was too bad. It can't be compared with this one."

Li Yunlong stared at Ye Hao with eyes wide open. The look of disgust on Ye Hao's face when he spoke was truly shocking.

When the Chinook transport helicopter arrived at the nameless valley where the Kunlun Regiment was stationed, the members of the Independent Regiment were like Liu Laolao entering the Grand View Garden.

Everything looks new.

Ye Hao also explained very patiently.

"That's a missile vehicle that can launch intercontinental missiles and directly hit the Japanese homeland.

But we only have these three in our group.”

"That is the king of land warfare tanks, the M1A2 main battle tank.

Ordinary grenades and heavy machine guns can't penetrate its armor at all."

After that, everyone saw a tank speeding past them.

"Can this iron turtle run so fast?" Li Yunlong asked in surprise.

Ye Hao nodded. Fast? This is still slow.

I didn't see the 60 speed limit sign next to the base. I was fined for speeding and had to clean the toilet for a month.

"Captain Ye, why are there so many foreigners in your regiment?" The second battalion commander at the side asked with some confusion, pointing at the well-equipped special forces members.

"Oh, you mean this! I dug them all from abroad.

Anyway, the dead were not our own, so we don’t feel bad. "

Ye Hao's explanation almost made several people's brains short-circuit.

If Gousheng were present and heard this, he would probably be so upset that he would cry without tears.

Ye Hao learned from fighter jets, transport planes, helicopters, tanks, rocket launchers, and various types of armored vehicles.

And all kinds of ammunition, what kind of ammunition is hung on the plane, what kind of ammunition is mounted on the tank, etc. That was a complete description.

As for whether everyone had listened, Ye Hao looked at their stunned expressions and thought it was quite difficult.

After circling the base, it was already dark when we returned to the headquarters.

But there wasn't a trace of fatigue in their eyes, and they were even more shocked when they arrived at the headquarters.

"Good afternoon, sir!"

Seeing Ye Hao coming in, the soldier on guard saluted and shouted.

Ye Hao waved his hand.

"The officers behind us will have dinner here today. Tell the logistics department to prepare some good food."

"Yes, sir!"

Li Yunlong and others entered the command center and were attracted by the huge sand table in the middle at first sight.

But the more he looked at it, the more it looked wrong. The sand table showed the deployment of all the troops in northwest Shanxi.

Even his independent regiment appeared among them, but there was no unit number, only some serial numbers.

The other staff officers and battalion commanders were frightened by the computers, projectors and huge joint operations command screen in the headquarters.

I've never seen these things in my life.

"Okay, everyone, please take a seat first." Ye Hao waved his hand and motioned everyone to sit down.

Everyone sat down around a round combat conference table.

"I know that everyone is confused and shocked, but this is not the point of coming here today." Ye Hao spoke again when he saw that everyone was seated.

"Yes, Brother Ye! The point is, when will the equipment of my battalion be given to me?

By the way, give me some tanks, armored vehicles and so on, so that I can fight the Japanese and still be afraid of them?"

"Uh..." Ye Hao wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.

"Don't worry, Captain Li. I will give you everything you deserve!"

Then Ye Hao pointed to the huge joint combat screen and said.

"Captain Li, please take a look at our combat process next.

I think we can reach a consensus on the matter of attacking Taiyuan."

The confident expression on Ye Hao's face when he spoke gave Li Yunlong the illusion that he might actually be able to fight.

But on second thought, I suppressed this illusion.

The scene changed and the screen was divided into four parts.

They correspond to the first air echelon, bombing formation, mechanized formation and airborne formation respectively.

The combat tactics remained the same as before, with the F22 fighter jets responsible for carrying out sonic boom bombings on the Japanese soldiers and precision bombings on subsequent mechanized forces.

Finally, the mechanized formation swept across and cleared the battlefield.

It looked just like playing a dungeon in a game, with monsters dying one by one and equipment exploding in groups.

Moreover, Li Yunlong had realized that the Kunlun Regiment never cleaned up the battlefield after a battle, but it made sense when he thought about it.

The things that seem so precious to me are probably rubbish in their eyes.

Just as they were watching intently and praising the film, a voice came over...

Dropper No. 1: Report, Command. Dropper No. 1 has arrived at the combat area. Do you want to drop the fuel-air bomb?

Ye Hao picked up the communicator on the table and said, "Are there any civilians in the bombing area?"

Dropper 1: Report, sir. No civilians in the bombing zone.

After hearing this, Ye Hao was relieved and said, "The attack is allowed. The airborne troops will be in action in thirty minutes."

Dropper No. 3: Received. Prepare to drop the fuel-air bomb... 2... 1... ... drop!

"Brother Ye, what are you doing? And what is a fuel-air bomb?" Li Yunlong asked with some confusion.

"Our goal this time is to take down the military railway station on the south side of Taiyuan.

This is an important transportation hub for the Japanese on the entire battlefield."

"A fuel-air bomb is a type of incendiary air bomb that has higher pressure and higher temperature damage than ordinary bombs.

Moreover, places bombed by fuel-air bombs will experience oxygen-deficient conditions for a short period of time.

So even those devils who escaped fatal damage from the bombing would be suffocated to death.”

Ye Hao spoke these words calmly, but the people of the independent regiment opened their eyes wide when they heard them.

The scene changed, and mushroom clouds appeared above the earth.

The train station on the screen could no longer be seen clearly.

When the dust cleared, the first thing that caused everyone to exclaim was not the train station that had been bombed by a fuel-air bomb.

Instead, it was an absurdly large plane, which looked like it was giving birth.

Paratroopers jumped out of the plane one by one.

Seeing this, Li Yunlong looked at Ye Hao again.

He was convinced that the man in front of him and his Kunlun Regiment were definitely not from the Red Army.

Even Germany may not have these things, so who is this young boy?