There is no fixed number of people in a regiment or battalion. Different countries and different types of troops are different. Even if they are of the same type of troops and the same system but the number of people is very common.

The most important thing for artillery units is of course artillery, so artillery units are divided into units according to the number of artillery units. No matter how small an infantry regiment is, it must have thousands of people. Some units have an infantry battalion even close to thousands of people, but for an artillery battalion, there are much fewer people.

There are twelve 2s3 self-propelled artillery, each with five members, only sixty people, plus the command, communication, and logistics, the total number is only 200. Moreover, the artillery team is full of technical troops. Although it is equipped with guns, it is self-evident that the soldiers of these technical troops fight with Satan and others face to face.

All have already penetrated into the enemy's heart. If Rostan does not order, it is a matter of Gao Yang's order. If Gao Yang's order is only a massacre. If Gao Yang does not kill everyone, Gao Yang will not dare to stop.

Rostan sighed softly and opened the car door, but the man did not get out of the car, but shouted directly to his battalion commander: "In an emergency, gather everyone immediately."

The cannon sound was too loud and the shouting was inaudible. The battalion commander immediately ran over, rushed directly to the side of the car, saluted, and shouted: "I'm sorry, what did you say?"

Rostan shouted: "In an emergency, cease fire immediately and gather everyone urgently."

The battalion commander was stunned for a moment, but then raised his hands, waved them repeatedly, ran towards his command car, and then shouted to the person in the tail hatch door: "Ceasefire, ceasefire, emergency gathering, everyone!"

After calling out, the battalion commander ran back immediately. When he saw his regiment commander again, he immediately looked confused.

Looking at Gao Yang with a camouflage face and looking at the gloomy regiment commander, the battalion commander subconsciously saluted again and shouted: "Captain, what's wrong with this? Who is this?"

Gao Yang immediately opened the door and got out of the car, saluted, and shouted: "Hello, I am the company commander of the direct task force of the 72nd Brigade, and I am the emergency military service."

Rostan got out of the car, still looking gloomy, but did not make any small moves. He just said in a muffled voice: "Emergency military affairs, try to cooperate."

Gao Yang was wearing an infantry camouflage uniform and had no identity marks on him, but it was normal for troops such as the contingent to remove all obvious marks on him during combat.

With his own regiment commander's endorsement, the battalion commander had no doubts and immediately responded to Gao Yang with a military salute and shouted: "Hello."

Rostan shouted: "Get everyone together, I want to speak."

The artillery had stopped firing one after another, but the crew members who ran out of various sports cars were already in charge of transporting shells and communicating with the logistics of all the people who were responsible for transporting shells and running out one by one, and then they started to line up in the position according to the company they had complained about, but they still couldn't get quiet for a while.

A few minutes passed, and the emergency assembly was finally completed. The company commanders of each company reported to the battalion commander. The battalion commander presided over the emergency assembly. Then he ran to Rosthan, saluted and shouted: "Report to the regiment commander, the self-propelled artillery battalion of the 15th Independent Artillery Regiment has been assembled. Please review it."

Rostan didn't say anything, but lowered his head. Gao Yang waved his hand, and everyone who had been preparing in the car immediately rushed out of the car and rushed towards the neatly arranged soldiers standing with their guns.

There was an uproar. At this moment, Grolev started shooting with a machine gun in his arms. The machine gun that was shooting continuously immediately stopped everyone. After firing dozens of bullets, Grolev released the machine gun and pointed it at the extremely panicked soldiers, shouting: "Raise your hands, you are captured, whoever moves to kill whoever you hits!"

The battalion commander was stunned and subconsciously reached out to get out the gun. Gao Yang reached out and pulled out the pistol, pointed it at the battalion commander's forehead, and smiled and said, "Don't move, you have been captured, give me the gun."

Gao Yang pulled out his pistol from the battalion commander's holster, waved the muzzle, and let him stand in parallel with Rostan, and then shouted: "Don't move, cooperate with others to avoid unnecessary casualties."

The battalion commander looked at his regiment commander, with a crying expression on his face and shouted: "What the hell is going on? What's going on!"

Rostan sighed lightly and whispered: "They raided my command and killed everyone. Sorry, I have no choice. If I resist, it will only cause more people to die."

Gao Yang nodded and shouted: "Tell me, what is the state of artillery now? Don't lie. If you lie, I will order the shooting, so don't think of being a hero, and don't let me be an executioner."

The battalion commander said dejectedly: "There are full of bullets and oil, the combat condition is good, all vehicles are in good condition, and you can transfer positions and launch attacks at any time."

Li Jinfang ran away and Gao Yang in front of him and shouted: "Report, all the enemies have been disarmed."

Gao Yang smiled and waved his head and said, "Look at them."

After strode towards the many prisoners, Chelayev quickly approached Gao Yang with a gun, and said excitedly: "What should I do next? This went so smoothly. The entire battalion belongs to us, and all the cannons and shells belong to us!"

Gao Yang was silent for a moment, then said, "Can't take it away..."

Like a bereaved family, this sentence can be used to describe Gao Yang and Chelayev's current face. Chelayev said with a bitter face: "Yes, it is impossible to take them all away, but we can drive all the self-propelled artillery away. It's not that difficult to drive this thing."

It is no problem for Satan's people to drive their own artillery, which is similar to tanks, and there is no big difference. Satan and others have also learned how to drive armored vehicles and let them drive to fight like real tank drivers. This is impossible, but it is no problem for just letting them move.

Erin ran to Gao Yang and whispered: "Boss, what should I do with the captive?"

The total number of people in the entire battalion is more than 200, and it is absolutely impossible to kill them all. There is no need to be particularly important. The most important thing is that the impact is too great and too bad. This is ultimately a civil war. If Gao Yang ordered all prisoners of war in a battalion here, wouldn't it be for Nether Schumacher to recruit evil.
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