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Chapter 271 Defensive Counterattack (Part 2)
After a brief crackling sound, Meng Youyou heard a clear Y-language call sign in her earpiece: "This is Honghe No. 2."

Upon hearing this, Meng Youyou's heart tightened, and her eyelids began to twitch. The enemy's observation posts were still in operation. Once they located our army's coordinates and transmitted the precise coordinates back to the mobile artillery group, our forward troops would suffer a devastating blow.

After the conversation ended, Meng Youyou took off her headset and immediately reported the current emergency to the commander.

Without hesitation, the battalion commander gave Meng Youyou a clear order: "Implement electronic jamming tactics to buy as much time as possible for the reconnaissance team."

Time passed second by second, but then it seemed as if the speed-up button had been pressed, and in the blink of an eye, two minutes had passed.

Suddenly, a call came through the earpiece from the Y Army's forward observation post: "Red River No. 2, this is Binlang, respond immediately!"

Y Army mobile artillery group: "Red River No. 2 received."

What's coming will eventually come. Meng Youyou breathed slowly, urging herself not to panic and to just follow the standard procedures. "Aren't you already very familiar with this interference process?" she repeatedly told herself.

"The rice stalks bow their heads." The voice of the Y Army observation post was clearly anxious, urgent and stern: "Betel nut, give the order."

Y Army mobile artillery group: "The lotus flowers have withered."

The conversation in the earpiece was back and forth, and at the same time, Meng Youyou's right hand was rapidly adjusting the knob of the jammer.

Y Army observation post: "Enemy coordinates confirmed: XJ-7..."

The moment the knob controlled by her fingertips was in place, a sharp, high-frequency whistling sound assaulted Meng Youyou's eardrums.

Under continuous and intense noise interference, the original human voice was crushed into a blurry, distant and weak buzzing reverberation, making it impossible to distinguish the words and phrases.

Meng Youyou mentally calculated that it would take at least thirty seconds for them to turn off and restart the radio.

During this time, her fingertips rapidly switched between backup frequency bands, screening the enemy artillery high-frequency communication points she had marked over the past few days to see if any new communication content had appeared.

Sure enough, at the 38th second, Meng Youyou caught the Y Army's newly established dialogue in one of the channels: "...Enemy coordinates are..." The jammer's new round of calibration required manual adjustment, and Meng Youyou's right knuckles almost sparked from rubbing against the knob.

“XJ-7-3…”

"Squeak!—" Fortunately, the piercing jamming wave arrived just in time, cutting off the critical node in the intelligence transmission. Meng Youyou's operation caught the last train.

But luck won't always be on our side, and the other side will inevitably repeat the process of turning the radio off, restarting, and switching to a backup channel once again.

However, their next communication will certainly be faster and more concise, which means that Meng Youyou will have to continuously compress the time window for selecting and accurately locating channels.

The problem was that the latest time Meng Youyou connected to the corresponding channel, the content she heard was already at the end of the coordinate data: "7-3..." When Meng Youyou heard this, her heart sank. She didn't have time to adjust the jammer.

"-4-" The enemy's dialogue was still proceeding normally, with only the last digit remaining, while Meng Youyou's knob still had two full turns left.

A large bead of sweat fell from her chin onto the workbench with a very soft thud. Meng Youyou, of course, didn't hear it, nor did she have time to care, because all her attention was immediately drawn to the sudden "pop" sound from her earphones.

The next second, the jammer was successfully activated, and all that was left in the headphones was deafening high-frequency static.

Meng Youyou's mind went blank for a moment, and it took her several beats to realize that she didn't seem to have heard the last number.
She closed her eyes and tried to recall the last number several times before she dared to confirm that it wasn't her imagination; she really hadn't heard the last number!
It was that eerie sound, seemingly from nowhere, that cut off the last number from being uttered. The sound... was like the dull thud of a blunt instrument piercing flesh.

Meng Youyou had been in this place for some time, and after some thought, she had a basic understanding of the situation—if she wasn't mistaken, the communications soldier at the enemy observation post must have been killed by our sniper at the most critical moment.

……

In the woods, after several communication interruptions, the Y Army communications soldier, who was forced to straighten up to adjust the antenna, suddenly tilted his head and fell down like a puppet with broken strings.

Huo Qingshan quickly turned the gun around and steadily pulled the trigger with his index finger.

"Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang!", bullets left the barrel one after another, hitting one person with each shot.

In less than half a minute, before the flock of birds startled and flying through the treetops had even dispersed, all the soldiers at the Y Army observation post had been eliminated.

Once the enemy's forward observation posts were eliminated, our army immediately gained firm control of the battle situation.

This observation post was originally the "eyes and ears" of its artillery group. Once destroyed, the artillery group behind it became a blind spot without guidance, unable to obtain our accurate coordinates. It could not only fail to provide effective artillery support, but also could not provide decent cover.

Having already suffered a heavy ambush from our forces and now losing artillery support, the momentum of the enemy's main infantry force collapsed instantly. Their charging ranks fell into chaos, their previous vigor vanished, and the entire force showed signs of dejection.

Taking advantage of the enemy's disarray, our army intensified its offensive and pressed forward step by step with absolute control of the battlefield.

As the battle line continued to advance deeper into enemy territory, the Y Army's passive situation became increasingly apparent, and it completely lost the ability to turn the tide of the battle, with no possibility of a comeback.

……

This defensive counterattack ended in a great victory for our army: the enemy's artillery positions in area A were completely destroyed, more than 80% of its main infantry force was annihilated, and the rest were captured; at the same time, our army seized a large amount of its weapons, ammunition and logistical supplies.

Following the victory, our army broke through the enemy's forward defense line, advancing the forward defensive positions by 1 to 2 kilometers, and recaptured our strategically valuable high ground observation post. This completely shattered the enemy's attempt to capture our important defensive positions, and strengthened our army's initiative on the A-zone front with overwhelming results.

The pure war part is finished. I don't know much about this part, so I had to research and write as I went, which made it very difficult. I know that readers probably don't really like this kind of content, but after thinking it over, I still want to write this part well. If I omit it, it would go against my original intention of writing this story and persevering.

The story continues...