My own war game

Chapter 371: Early Christmas Gift

Minerva, captain's room.

He Chi was putting the sticky explosives into his backpack one by one, and the little spider KITT was standing next to him, constantly turning its compound eyes.

Seeing KITT surrounding him, He Chi suddenly remembered what the professor had said before. He pushed KITT and said, "Don't look at this. It has nothing to do with you. Find a place to paint by yourself."

KITT's compound eyes turned around, as if he was thinking about something, and then he quietly walked to the corner and drew circles on a drawing with his robotic arm.

The door opened with a creak, and Christine walked in in uniform. KITT instantly disappeared into the corner.

"He, are you really planning to go alone? This time the enemy isn't just a small fight, they're fighting against millions of people. It'd be better for you to take a small team with you." The French girl suggested with some concern.

A woman who is decisive and resolute in the eyes of outsiders will only show her side as a little wife in front of her lover.

"No, this time is different." He Chi shook his head. "This time, more than a dozen countries are fighting on the peninsula, and almost all of our companions' home countries are involved. I don't want others to face difficult choices."

Christine thought about it and finally decided to support it. "Okay, anyway, you definitely know your limits. I believe you won't do anything rash."

"Don't worry, business is business, and I still put the mission as the top priority."

The Peninsula War was actually quite far away for the members of the Minerva. The appearance of red mercury in this area was basically a business matter - the Soviet Union required red mercury to reduce the possibility of the US military using nuclear weapons in the Peninsula region.

Due to lack of trust in the Polar Bear's moral integrity, He Chi asked the other party to pay a deposit first. Unexpectedly, Moscow was very willing to do so. His old acquaintance Yulia handed over a complete report on mature inertial guidance technology to Red Mercury through intelligence channels.

Red Mercury's internal plan was simple - send personnel to investigate the strategic weapons deployment of the U.S. military to determine whether it has any tendency to use nuclear weapons, and if so, carry out sabotage and tactical deterrence.

It stands to reason that He Chi doesn't have to show up in person this time, but the Oriental man insisted on doing it himself.

Everyone knows the reason, but they just keep it to themselves.

Christine relaxed and laid on the bed, picking up bullets to help her boyfriend load the magazine one by one. Her soft skin and body temperature rubbed against the Oriental man's body from time to time. Later, the French girl asked, "How long will you be gone this time?"

"It's hard to say, but I probably won't be back for Christmas."

"Then where is my Christmas present?" Christine spread her hands towards He Chi and blinked her blue eyes.

The next second, a necklace made of huge blue diamonds appeared in the Oriental man's hand.

Christine widened her eyes and asked in an incredible tone, "This is... the Blue Regent?! Sri Lanka's national treasure diamond?"

"I got it in England. You were sulking before, so I didn't have a good chance." He Chi hung the necklace around the girl's neck and whispered in her ear, "It matches your eyes very well. Merry Christmas!"

Christine suddenly looked like she was both crying and laughing, and even covered her mouth with her hands out of excitement.

After a long while, the girl regained her composure. She stood up happily and glanced at the door with her blue eyes. "I also prepared a gift for you. It's a gift that all men will like."

The girl's appearance made He Chi have wild thoughts for a while, but he didn't realize how serious his misunderstanding was until he opened a big door. Christine's gift turned out to be a missile launcher that was slightly larger than an armored vehicle.

"Oberth had been planning to make some modifications to the V2 rocket, but there was no suitable machine tools and materials. So we just completed the assembly in a factory in South Africa a while ago." Christine patted the light green painted car body in a show-off manner.

Dr. Oberth stood aside with a notebook and began to introduce himself to He Chi.

"The aluminum shell reduces the surface weight. The total weight including the warhead is 5 tons, which is only one-third of the V2 rocket and one-quarter of the length, but the power is almost the same."

"The vehicle-mounted launch uses a test vehicle solution from the Soviet Union that has not yet been put into service." "The fuel is a mixture of liquid oxygen and kerosene after purification, which is more cost-effective. Although the range is reduced to 260 kilometers due to its size, it has the characteristic of being able to move at will."

"The guidance is a triple system, gyro + inertial guidance and radio guidance, and the accuracy is significantly improved over the V2 rocket."

Looking at the big treasure in front of him, the surprise in He Chi's eyes was the same as Kristen's just now. He turned around and asked, "How many of these do we have?"

"There's only one round. I don't know when the next one will be ready. Please use it with care." Christine raised a finger. "Now there's one more thing you need to decide."

"what?"

"Give it a name. It doesn't have a name yet," Christine said with a smile.

He Chi thought about it and found that he didn't have any good names in his mind. He didn't want to call it something far-fetched like Scud, so he said, "Since it's a work invented and improved by the doctor, let him come up with the name."

Dr. Obert pushed up his glasses and said after a moment's thought, "Strictly speaking, this missile is the next generation of the V2 missile. If there is no other suitable name, I think it can be called the V3 rocket."

He Chi's face froze. "Well, I'll pick a name after I come back."

A few days later, near the Taedong River in the northern part of the peninsula, a guy in a U.S. military major's uniform was losing his temper at Syngman Rhee's "allies."

"FUCK! I don't want to eat this rotten pickles, canned food and cold rice. I want bread! Milk! We come here to help you fight the war, can't you even guarantee these?!" The major smashed the lunch box in his hand.

"I'm sorry, sir. We're having some difficulty with supplies right now. We really can't come up with anything else." The Korean second lieutenant in charge of logistics looked aggrieved, and his not very fluent English was mixed with local dialect.

"Hey, where did that guy come from?" He Chi, who had disguised himself as a US soldier, asked his "partner" beside him.

"He's from the Allied Forces Headquarters. It is said that he has the admiral's order. Anyway, he is not targeting us. Just be patient. He will go back tomorrow." The black soldier at the side twisted his mouth, obviously he also didn't like the guy who was bossing people around.

He Chi looked at the other person's back and narrowed his eyes subconsciously.

"Okay, it's time to change shifts. According to the bet we made before, I will take your shift today." He Chi reached out and picked up a Garand M1 semi-automatic rifle and stood up.

"Man, you're the best gambler I've ever met."

"Of course, many people have said that before."

Picking up his rifle and standing at the entrance of the camp, He Chi looked aimlessly at the snowy field in the distance, still thinking about how to get in touch with the major.

At this moment, in the woods not far away, a Korean army of about a hundred people walked towards them in an orderly manner from the opposite side.

As the two sides got closer, He Chi discovered that the other side's clothing seemed a little inappropriate. Some wore helmets, some did not, and some people's pants did not even cover their ankles.

The leading lieutenant walked up to He Chi, took a deep breath, and said to him

"The front wheel does not turn, but the back wheel turns Smecta!"

? ? ? ?
He Chi was stunned for a moment, then showed an expression of understanding. He raised his gun and shouted in English:

"OK! Smecta! GO! GO! GO!"

Seeing that the other person seemed to be trying to figure out the direction, he added, "Hi! Samsori, this way!"

(End of this chapter)