Gao Yang talked to Chelayev with a serious face, talking about his opinion on the entire Battle of Donetsk. Erin stared at Gao Yang, looking at him with a spirit of ecstasy and listening intoxicatedly.

"It's strange. When did our leader start to consider issues from a strategic perspective? It feels so strange, but it feels so good. This is a battle that is related to the success or failure of the entire battle."

Fry's whispering beside Erin interrupted Erin. After looking at Fry with dissatisfaction, Erin whispered: "What does it mean to feel so strange? Are our leaders growing up? Can mercenaries learn to fight conventional wars? If they are used to special operations, they can't command the conventional army? It's the rhythm that you can't keep up with the leader!"

Fry looked at Erin and chuckled in a low voice, "Eileen, your eyes are shining."

Erin gave Fry a blank look and whispered: "Be honest and stand guard, don't get distracted. Do you want to be done again like Koval?"

Erin and Fry stood outside the door, one left and one right, and they were on the stand closest to the core, not only could they see everything that was happening in the room, but they could also hear it.

Fry chuckled, "You are not the same."

Erin raised her eyes provocatively and said, "I can understand, can you?"

Fry scratched his head and said embarrassedly: "I can understand every word the boss said, but when they are connected, I don't understand very well. Why is the battle here related to the success or failure of Donetsk? Well, it seems that I am only suitable for small-scale battles with a dozen people. This kind of high-level war has nothing to do with me."

Erin said in a victorious tone: "Put the head in his current position, he will be able to adapt and enter the role soon. You put you in this position and you are still a bomber, so the head is the head, so our head is now thinking about how to win this battle, but you don't know why he thought about this, do you understand? If you understand, then stand guard honestly and let me hear what they are saying."

Fry chuckled in a low voice, "That's right, your dad is the commander of the army! The real one, you have a family background."

Erin lowered her face and whispered: "There's a useless thing. The German army commander, let alone war, can't even command military exercises a few times. Besides, what I can learn, forget it, I don't understand it if I tell you, don't bother me."

At this moment, after Erin put all her attention on Gao Yang, she saw Gao Yang say to Chelayev with a sincere expression: "Mr. Chelayev, I have a suggestion that our teams should be merged. You see, you are an independent armed force, without a unified command system, and fighting is inconvenient. It is better to merge them together. At your scale, you should be the battalion commander. Oh, we will not stay here for too long, so it is best for you to serve as the commander of the Khaltsky regiment."

Chelayev shook his head and said, "I'm the leader? Forget it, oh, there's no problem with merger. You command well, so of course you will continue to command. We are just to help our compatriots not be bullied and robbed of their own things. We are not here to fight for power and profit. After the war is over, we are still ordinary people, so as long as we stand on our side, no one will command the same."

After saying that, Chelayev smiled at Grolev and said, "Old guy, we fight side by side again, haha."

After making a welcome gesture, Grolev reached out and patted Chelayev, and smiled and said, "Nothing makes people happier than this."

Chelayev made his statement, Gao Yang nodded, and then shouted: "Very good, so let's start combat deployment. Mr. Chelayev, your artillery is a very important part, but I don't know much about using artillery, so next, please discuss the specific tactics with our experts."

Gao Yang waved his hand, Rebrov stood in front of the map and said to Chelayev: "Mr. Chelayev..."

Chelayev waved, "Don't call that, awkward. I'm not the battalion commander of the artillery battalion now, so you can call me battalion commander."

Rebrov seemed a little restrained and nodded, "Okay, Battalion Commander, do you have a map used by scouts? I see you have a viewing scope used by observers and a radio station for contact, but do you have a map? This is very important."

Rebrov is used to calling the character who guides the target of artillery a scout, which is what he is used to from the perspective of an artillery commander, while Chelayev is used to calling the observer, which is what he is used to as an aircraft pilot and an artillery layman, but the meaning is the same and there is no misunderstanding.

Chelayev sighed and shouted: "Yes, but there is only one set. We have four observer teams, one group of five people, four infantry to provide protection, one professional observer, but the other three groups were dead. The enemy's helicopters and artillery fire were very powerful. Our group was bombarded when transferring positions, and only three of us were left, but we were lucky, and the key instruments were left."

One of the two soldiers who followed Chelayev had a radio station on their backs, and the other was holding the artillery in his hand to watch the scope, but there was some blood on the scope. Chelayev took out a stacked map from his cross-body bag and slowly spread it out.

There is a small bullet hole in one corner of the map, with a bloodstain, but the map is still useful. More importantly, Rebrov said excitedly: "That's great, this is a combat map for artillery special. With this, we can accurately guide the artillery."

The role of artillery scouts in the artillery team is the most critical and irreplaceable. But generally speaking, before setting off, the scouts know where their artillery positions are and all the key parameters. Rebrov has to join halfway and cooperate with a completely unfamiliar artillery team. He doesn't even know the specific location of the artillery position. Without a map, he will be completely unable to guide him.

After spreading the map, the restrained expression on Rebrov's face completely swept away. He picked up a pencil and shouted: "Tell me the specific location of the artillery must be accurate."

Chelayev shook his head and said to the soldiers on the back of the radio: "Come on, contact the other side of the position and get their exact location."

The soldiers on the radio immediately picked up the microphone and shouted: "The hunter called the forest, the hunter called the forest, please answer when you receive it, it's over."

“This is the forest, it’s over.”

"The fox has been found. Please do you need to find the fox's nest? It's over."
Chapter completed!