The morning mist in the quiet valley has not completely faded away. There is no trace of green vegetation on the slopes or on the mountain tops. The remaining snow and yellow soil have turned the valley into incomplete puzzle pieces. Only a few withered yellow weeds are still stubbornly growing.
The head poked out from the land that looked like it had been renovated, swaying in the cold winter wind, as if declaring its sovereignty over this messy land.
Suddenly, a scream of "Boom!" came from the sky in the distance, as if to tear the dark sky, but it stopped abruptly on the top of the mountain in an instant, and then came the sky-high fire and deafening explosions, followed by countless
Screams and countless explosions followed one after another, like firecrackers and fireworks to celebrate the New Year, one after another.
The earth was crying on the top of the mountain, and the skin covered with residual snow was torn apart again like an animal, revealing the fresh flesh and blood buried deep in the ground, tumbling and trembling in the air.
In just a few minutes, the entire hilltop was like a spring field plowed by old oxen, all covered with soft new soil. Graveyard-like fortresses, criss-crossing trenches and a series of fortresses were vaguely visible on the top of the hill.
The piles of sandbags had long been blown to pieces by the dense rain of artillery shells, like a wild dog covered with bruises, which could only linger in the bright fireworks and filled with gunpowder smoke, waiting for death to come.
I don’t know how long time passed. It felt so long, but also so short. Maybe it was just an instant. The sound of cannons and explosions suddenly stopped, and the valley fell into deathly silence again, like a person who had been there all the time.
People who breathe rapidly may feel depressed and anxious, as if they suddenly stop breathing after taking a breath.
Just as the sound of the artillery stopped, on the hillside not far from the top of the mountain, the white and yellow puzzle pieces suddenly came to life. These puzzle pieces instantly turned into figures wearing white cloaks, helmets on their heads, and hands.
Soldiers with weapons in their hands shuttled and jumped quickly and flexibly through the mountains, crossing obstacles and ravines.
I couldn't hear any shouts and screams from them. They were as silent as demons from hell, but their figures were as light as elves in the wind. In just a blink of an eye, they rushed up the hill, and then a series of
"Da da... da da da..." The rhythmic sound of gunfire came.
At this time, more white cloaks followed their footsteps, roaring over the mountains and plains, and rushed to the top of the mountain in a short time...
At this time, at the other end of the valley, a group of officers were observing the situation on the top of the mountain with telescopes halfway up the mountain. After the gunfire from the opposite side completely stopped, one of the officers with the rank of major general put down his telescope, looked at his watch and said: "From the shelling
From the beginning to the capture of the hilltop position, it took less than eight minutes in total. Is this the combined warfare that Awen said? It's amazing, it's really amazing. I, Lao Zhao, have seen it today. This is called a soldier, and this is called a war. I am a junior.
It’s becoming more and more admirable.”
At this time, a young man beside him who looked like an officer but did not have any rank mark on his collar looked at the German Lange military watch with a timer function on his wrist, stood at attention and said to the major general: "Report to Commander Zhao, the actual time is seven minutes and three.
In eighteen seconds, the first squadron performed perfectly, and the two infantry companies of the second squadron were nearly eight seconds slower. According to the plan previously formulated by the scholar, the requirement was that all infantrymen should attack the hilltop within seven and a half minutes."
It turned out that this major general was none other than White Horse General Zhao Changshu. Today he brought several close officers to the training base to observe the mercenary group's synthesis exercise. The one who reported to him was naturally the commander-in-chief of this exercise, the captain of the second detachment of the mercenary group Meng Meng.
Rain Court.
Zhao Changshu smiled and patted Meng Yuting on the shoulder and said: "It's already pretty good, no, not good, but very good. With this attack speed, if you put it in my army, it won't take twice as long."
It can definitely be done, and my Lao Zhao's troops are already considered elite among the Jin army.
But in such a small area, you actually invested six infantry guns and eighteen mortars. Hundreds of artillery shells were thrown down in five minutes. Tsk tsk... Only a junior like me has this confidence. The Japanese allied with
The team is not as rich as yours, it really makes me envious and jealous."
Meng Yuting smiled and asked for instructions: "Commander Zhao, do you think we can end the exercise?"
Zhao Changshu admired Meng Yuting's attitude very much, and he was neither humble nor arrogant nor disrespectful to himself.
Zhao Changshu knew the origins of these officers very well. They were all seeds sent to the Soviet Union by the Northwest Army for study. Even the commander-in-chief was envious of them. All of them were military heroes with real talents and knowledge. It was rare that they were still so young.
Within two months, he had completely integrated into the mercenary group. Zhao Changshu could see that the soldiers respected and obeyed these officers from the bottom of their hearts. This junior student had found a great treasure.
At that moment, Zhao Changshu nodded and said: "It's over now. I will also participate in your post-war discussion and summary later."
Meng Yuting turned around and said to Chen Wanli next to him: "Send the signal and the exercise is over."
Chen Wanli raised the signal gun in his hand, and there were two crisp "bang-bang" sounds, and he saw two flares, one white and one red, dragging long tail flames and drawing two rainbows in the sky.
Not long after, soldiers were seen walking down the hill in formation. At the head was Zhou Wen, who led the team in person. Following him were fifty members of a detachment. Meng Yuting and Chen Wanli hurried up to greet them, and
After Zhou Wen and the others met, they walked together towards the mountainside. Several people were communicating in low voices on the road, apparently discussing the details of the exercise.
Zhao Changshu turned around and explained to several of his officers: "You have all seen the performance of these troops in the security department today. It is said that laymen watch the excitement, while experts watch the door. You all have been in the army with me for many years. Let's talk about it.
Is there anything we can learn from and learn from?”
Zhang Cheng, who was already a major battalion commander, immediately said: "Commander, the thing that impressed me the most is their combat formation. It looks chaotic, but it always maintains an inverted triangle combat formation. The two are in front, one on the left and one on the right.
One person is dragged behind, not only climbing the mountain but also charging, and maintaining the triangle."
"Oh? What are the benefits of doing this?"
"Commander, this inverted triangle formation is very sophisticated. There is no blind spot in the attack, and there is no blind spot in shooting. If an enemy appears in any direction, they will be attacked from three directions. I don't understand this inverted triangle tactic.
It can only be used in offense, but it is also very useful in defensive warfare. If we arrange the defensive positions according to this inverted triangle, as long as there are a sufficient number of machine guns, it will be a nightmare for the attacker."
