"Comrade Staff Officer, have you made a mistake somewhere!? Our anti-aircraft firepower has discovered the Blue Army enemy aircraft and conducted fire interception. The soldiers jumped out of the vehicle in time to disperse the formation and hide on the spot. How could the losses be so tragic!?
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"That's right. This time, 30 U.S.-made B-2 stealth bombers are launching an air attack on you with laser precision-guided bombs. Although your regiment's radar can detect the opponent's B-2 bombers, the interception time is too late. Others have already flown in.
You didn't realize until you hit your head, not to mention that your regiment's anti-aircraft firepower has no technical advantage against the B-2 stealth bomber. Therefore, this result is very fair." A sly smile covered the face of the major staff officer.
"You're kidding!" Captain Xu almost jumped up again, his hair exploding like a cat whose tail was stepped on.
"30 B-2s bombed one of our armored regiments!? The U.S. military only has 21 B-2s in total. These extra 9 were sent to them by their God?! This is simply impossible! And there are so many stealth fighters.
Bombing a regiment? Shooting mosquitoes with a cannon? Are they crazy!?”
"It didn't happen before, and it won't happen in the future. Besides, nothing is possible or impossible. The participating troops have the final say on whether or not it is possible. It's us who have the final say. If we say it's possible, it's possible. If we say it's impossible, it's impossible!"
The major staff officer had no intention of explaining that on this training ground, they were like gods.
"Commander Xu, I have shown mercy. According to the bombing intensity of 30 B-2s, how many tanks and soldiers do you think your regiment can have left? Now please abide by the rules of the confrontation exercise and immediately follow the instructions we have given.
Combat damage will cause your unit to withdraw from the exercise."
After that, the major staff officer jumped on the off-road vehicle, waved his hand and drove away.
"You bastard! You bastard!" Xu Zhiyuan was so angry that he took off his helmet and threw it to the ground.
The number of soldiers was reduced by 30%, the equipment was damaged by 27%, and the regiment-affiliated artillery battalion lost 75%. This means that only one company of the entire organic artillery battalion is available...
The worst thing was the anti-aircraft firepower, which almost completely wiped out the entire army, with a loss of 95%!
He felt a chill running down his spine. The director's team was trying to destroy the Red Army. No wonder they said this synthetic training base was the "Red Army Cemetery". It was really not an exaggeration.
"Captain! Commander!" Zheng Shengqi, the regimental staff officer, trotted up to the front and saluted.
Xu Zhiyuan said angrily: "Captain is a fart! I'm about to be blown up into a battalion commander!"
"We have contacted the first group in front!" Zheng Sheng said.
"Have we contacted the 1st regiment? What's going on with them now?" Captain Xu suddenly looked happy. Previously, due to electronic interference from the Blue Army, communication could not be connected for a while, and all the friendly forces were blinded.
Zheng Sheng's face turned slightly ugly, he shook his head and said: "The situation of the 1st regiment is not good. They suffered a biochemical attack ten minutes ago and were directly judged by the director team to have reduced their strength by 50%."
"What!? Biochemical attack? Worse than us!?" Xu Zhiyuan's eyes almost fell to the ground.
The 1st Regiment is the forward unit, at the front of the entire brigade, responsible for the defense of area 2A.
According to the plan, after the reserve team of the 2nd regiment enters the predetermined position, the 1st regiment will launch the attack.
But now...
Reduce headcount by 50%?
So what to do with the defense line in area 2A?! The Blue Army is not a fool. The 1st Regiment without half of its troops is a piece of meat on the plate. They will take the opportunity to hit the superior force and tear open the 1st Regiment's position!
Once area 2A is lost, the entire defense line of the 22nd Division will collapse...
As a senior commander, Xu Zhiyuan knew all too well what it would mean for the entire war situation if the defense line was torn apart.
A saying often said by military strategists is: If one loses, the whole game will be lost.
"The brigade headquarters requires us to accelerate our advance immediately and reinforce the 1st Regiment immediately," Zheng Sheng said.
"It seems that the blue army will launch an armored group charge at any time." Captain Xu looked at his watch, "Time waits for no one, you should immediately notify the third artillery company and ask them to stop advancing and find a suitable artillery position nearby to hide.
Wait for my order to cover the 2C area where the Blue Army may attack, to ensure that the 1st Regiment can hold out until the reinforcements from the brother troops arrive!"
"Only notify the third artillery company?" Zheng Sheng was stunned and couldn't help but ask, "Don't we have a battalion of howitzer companies?"
"That's the strength we had fifteen minutes ago. The air strike just now damaged 75% of our artillery battalion. Now there are only three artillery batteries left!" Captain Xu walked forward angrily without even looking back.
Cursing: "Those stupid directors!"
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The rumble of motors came from the rear of the convoy.
Qin Fei leaned against the truck and watched the 96A tanks speeding past and quickly disappearing at the end of the dirt road.
"The tanks are all moving!"
Xiaopang leaned against the truck, enviously watching the torrent of steel speeding forward unstoppably, almost dripping with tears.
After watching it for a while, he suddenly started to curse indignantly: "It's great to be a tank soldier, sitting on an iron tortoise, and firing a gun at anyone who doesn't like it. It's not like us sitting in this shabby car...useless!"
After saying that, before his anger subsided, he turned around and kicked the truck tire, making a loud bang.
"What the fuck, if you keep making any noise, believe it or not, I'll let you sit on the barrel of the gun!" Yin Xiancong's eyes widened.
The little fat man stuck out his tongue and hid aside.
"It looks like something must have happened ahead!" Qin Fei threw the Type 95 over his shoulder, jumped on the truck, sat down next to the fender and said, "It looks like the first group in front is about to finish."
"How do you know?" Yin Xiancong asked while standing under the car.
"Didn't you see that Commander Xu of your regiment rushed towards area 2A with all the tanks and armored vehicles like he was on fire? If the 1st regiment could withstand it, would he be so anxious?"
Qin Fei looked around and said: "I'm afraid our artillery battery will have to stay here to build artillery positions to provide fire support to the 1st Regiment."
"This is a good thing!"
Yin Xiancong spat on the ground and said eagerly, "I've wanted to beat up those stupid Blues for a long time. We've been holding it in for several days, and we haven't found any trace of the Blues. We've just been bombed along the way.
Biological and chemical attacks are so cowardly!"
"It's not certain who will beat whom, but I think there's a good chance that your 22nd Division will suffer a big loss." Qin Fei looked coldly at the ambitious Yin Xiancong and poured cold water on him mercilessly.
Yin Xiancong's face suddenly darkened: "Qin Fei, I don't care if you were a soldier in the military reconnaissance battalion before. Now that you are here, you are a member of our company and a member of our squad. What do you mean by your company? It sounds like
Why is it so awkward!?"
Yin Xiancong, who was always kind, was obviously angry this time.
Qin Fei wanted to refute, but finally gave up the plan.
I was indeed kicked out of the reconnaissance camp and assigned to the artillery battery. Regardless of whether I was the first in the group army's scout competition, or whether I was the best in the army's training, these are no longer important now. Now I am indeed the third artillery battery.
The soldiers are nothing more than artillerymen who are specialized in reconnaissance.
Wang Zengming is right.
I can never go back to the reconnaissance camp again...
The military emphasizes absolute obedience, and this is especially true for the reconnaissance battalion that is responsible for sharp knife tasks. No one dares to hire a scout who dares to contradict his superiors, no matter how good the military is.
Thinking of this, Qin Fei's heart dropped.
He sighed and explained: "Squad leader Yin, what I just said is not unfounded. The 2nd regiment we are in is the reserve group. The forefront of the entire theater is the 1st and 3rd regiments. As reserve groups, they are all rushing up.
Well, I don’t think there’s any need to explain the current situation of the troops in front.”
This time it was Yin Xiancong's turn to be speechless, and he could not refute Qin Fei's words.
"Don't be afraid! Our troops are not vegetarians!" Yin Xiancong remained stubborn, "The worst we can do is fight with those Blue Army troops! We are veteran Red Army divisions, and we don't believe we can't defeat those stupid Blue Army troops."
"Yes! Kill those stupid Blues!"
"Fuck them!"
"Fuck! I don't believe that the Blue Army is really an alien, with three heads and six arms!"
The big-headed soldiers were high-spirited and as excited as chicken blood.
Qin Fei looked at these overly excited guys as if he saw a group of aliens who had just landed on the earth.
"Forget it, squad leader, don't waste your leisure time. It seems that no matter how hard you fight, it has nothing to do with us."
Reaching out and knocking on a large aluminum pot leaning against the carriage board, Qin Fei felt dumbfounded: "It's time for you to wake up! We are in the cooking class!"
All the people who had taken the chicken blood were suddenly poured cold water on them by Qin Fei, and they were suddenly mercilessly poured back to reality from their boiling blood.
Everyone took a look at the convoy of their own company...
The 155 howitzer was towed behind someone else's truck, and this truck...
This vehicle is towing a Type 97 field cooking vehicle...
Qin Fei shook his head, waved his hands, leaned against the carriage and closed his eyes again, "Okay, let's think about how to cook better later."
The over-excited soldiers were poured cold water over their heads. After looking at each other for a while, they all froze like eggplants beaten by frost. They slowly climbed onto the car one by one and sat back down in their seats.
"What a bastard!"
After a long time, someone cursed in the dark.
Then someone else said angrily: "What a coward! Before I joined the army, the veterans in the village told me that if I wanted to become a soldier, I must not be an artillery cook! I didn't expect that I would be chosen. I was really disappointed.
Eight lifetimes of bloody mold..."
"What do you mean by that?" someone couldn't help but ask.
"The cooks in the artillery are taking the blame! They are cuckolds! Watching others have sex!"