Military career: Starting with a recruitment letter

Chapter 131: Hats Removed, Ranks Removed, Camouflage Uniform Worn Inside Out

Yao Jinghua, who was keeping a watchful eye on his surroundings, was startled by the exclamation behind him and the sound of the bolt being pulled.

When he turned around.

The two who were locked eyes with Chen Mo rushed toward the scholar without regard for anything else.

The simulation is also focused on real combat, emphasizing swift and decisive action without any hesitation.

If you're discovered, it's a fight to the death.

Facing the two veteran reconnaissance soldiers rushing towards him, Chen Mo swung his arm in a wide arc, just like Wang Jianyong had done earlier, gripped the barrel of his gun, and slapped the butt of the gun at the two men.

However, such maneuvers were clearly insufficient against two battle-hardened scouts.

The two men slightly sidestepped and were about to step forward to take down the private when Lao Yao, carrying a rifle on his back, pulled out a training bullet from his waist.

Aim, then throw with force.

"Bang" sound.

It hit one of the veterans squarely on the side of the head. Just by listening to the sound, you could tell that the other man's head was really hard.

The head is definitely a good head.

Chen Mo wanted to laugh, but couldn't.

Taking advantage of the moment when the opponent was stunned by the attack, he quickly stepped back to create distance and circled around to Yao Jinghua's side.

Seeing this, Lao Yao grinned and said, "Scholar, do you know why Lao Pao has a grudge against An Zhentao of the 82nd Brigade?"

Before Chen Mo could respond, Lao Yao took off the gun, grenade belt, and ammunition belt from his hand and pulled the K94-style weapon belt that held these items from his waist.

"Their uniforms are awful, and their character is questionable, but their belts are alright."

"Back in the day, Lao Pao could take on five or six men from the training battalion all by himself, using a belt. We were both trained by Lao Pao, so today I'll show you how to use a belt."

"Pull over."

Yao Jinghua gripped his weapon tightly, pulled it out with a "snap," and charged at the two opponents head-on.

The two men opposite him were also veterans, neither of them backing down. They wielded wooden swords and engaged in a fierce battle with Lao Yao.

Chen Mo stood behind and casually slung Lao Yao's gun over his shoulder.

He knew very well that since the other side was able to infiltrate the camp so easily, the two sentries were most likely gone.

The battle here cannot last long. No one knows how many enemies are lurking in the shadows, and it's unclear how many are left on our side.

The loud commotion from the belt twitching earlier didn't attract the attention of the guards at the south gate.

We probably can't count on anyone else here.

But he's still a new recruit.

With practice in other subjects, and relying on their fighting spirit, youth, and the foundation of veterans, they can at least keep up with other veterans.

However, this kind of subject, which involves capturing and fighting prisoners, is really not up to par.

Chen Mo slung his equipment over his shoulder and quickly approached the side where the three were locked in combat.

It was called a grappling match, but it was really just a mutual probing, neither daring to get too close.

The belt in Yao Jinghua's hand is no joke if that guy accidentally hits someone; if he hits the wrong spot, he can easily beat them badly.

This is a martial arts competition, not a real fight.

The three of them are currently facing off.

Chen Mo approached him. Although he was a private, he looked quite young and posed almost no threat.

But one of the veterans switched the wooden knife in his right hand to his left, pointed it at Chen Mo, and grinned, saying, "Kid, don't get involved. Get out of here. I can really hurt when I hit you."

This is what soldiers in the 1990s were like; their way of speaking was truly infuriating.

"Scholar, stand to the side."

Yao Jinghua was also afraid that if he got too close, the veteran would seize the opportunity.

After all, everyone is careful when there's no fighting, but once it starts, the scouts go all out, and the new recruits might not be able to withstand it.

Upon hearing this, Chen Mo smiled.

Then he suddenly yelled, "Squad leader, charge!!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Chen Mo bowed and stepped forward.

He only took two steps forward before turning around and running away.

This sudden move left not only the two enemies with wooden swords bewildered, but Yao Jinghua himself was also stunned.

But it must be said that Chen Mo is indeed good at causing trouble.

After he shouted "Go!", Yao Jinghua, though still in a daze, still swung his belt with great force.

They forced one of them to retreat.

Another person instinctively chased after Chen Mo, taking two steps forward and halfway there, when he realized that the private had run away. Just as he was about to turn around and deal with Lao Yao,

Chen Mo, who had fled, hunched over and ran back with a "thump thump thump" sound. He concentrated all his strength in one place and with a "bang," he slammed into the old soldier's waist and abdomen with all his might.

Damn it, the reconnaissance company has never encountered such an uncivilized person before.

Not only had the Kuchi reconnaissance company never seen it before, but the anti-aircraft artillery brigade hadn't either.

Caught off guard, the veteran was struck by Chen Mo with tremendous force and thrown nearly four meters away, his entire body making solid contact with the ground.

While the person is still dazed from the fall and doesn't react easily, take advantage of their moment.

Chen Mo pounced on the veteran like a cheetah hunting its prey, thrusting into his shoulder, locking his throat, and slamming his right fist into the veteran's jaw.

This is a technique he learned in his company. It wasn't taught to new recruits; only the reconnaissance company taught this method of subduing a prisoner before knocking them unconscious during capture.

After taking down an old soldier, Chen Mo pulled out his belt and tied his left and right hands together around the soldier's neck.

For safety's sake, Chen Mo then removed the other person's shoelaces and tightly bound their feet together.

Then he stood up and clapped his hands.

have to say.

The feeling of catching veterans was so exhilarating that Chen Mo got into the zone. He turned the veteran lying on the ground over to prevent him from suffocating.

He turned his head and stared at the enemy who was fighting with Lao Yao.

Chen Mo raised his hand to wipe the dust off his mouth, then squatted down on the ground, staring intently at the other person.

It's hard to say who is more powerful, Lao Pao or Lao Yao, but Yao Jinghua is indeed fierce in one-on-one combat. It's just that the area around Beimengang is too big, so the belt can't exert its original power.

If it were a narrow space, Lao Yao would probably have won long ago. To dare to fight two people at once and even make the scholar step back, he must have some real skills.

Taking advantage of the enemy's slightly disoriented footsteps while he leaned back to avoid Lao Yao's armor belt.

Chen Mo leaped forward, first tripping the other's legs with his foot, then using the momentum to push him away. As the other fell, he stepped forward and used his right knee to press against the other's waist.

He grabbed the fallen veteran's left hand with his right, wrapped it around his neck, and slapped him hard on the back of the head.

"Squad leader, the belt!!"

Chen Mo reached out, demanding the item with an air of entitlement. Yao Jinghua, who was standing nearby, still dazed from watching the scholar's actions, casually pulled out his belt.

They watched helplessly as this kid tied up a second person.

The crisis at the North Gate post has been averted.

Yao Jinghua opened his mouth, but remained silent for a long time.

After watching Chen Mo tie the man up and get him up, he said with a wry smile, "Scholar, this is a martial arts competition, you can't do it this way."

“I can actually handle him.”

"Squad leader, you can't say that." Chen Mo raised his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead. Capturing two veterans was really not easy. Capturing prisoners was far from as simple as it seemed.

Tying up the two people seemed easy enough, but if Chen Mo slows down or loses his strength against these veterans, he could easily be ambushed and killed.

"Didn't the company commander say that only those who survive have the right to complain about being tired?"

"No matter what, we survived."

"I"

Yao Jinghua was speechless. Yes, this fighting style was flawless; the main goal was to subdue the opponent.

But the key point is that this is a martial arts competition. There were observers watching from afar. Two guards came from the north gate, and you took them both down.

How the hell am I going to explain this when I get back?

According to the rules of the duel, the two of them could have easily conserved their strength at this point, dragged the two prisoners who had been killed in the counterattack, found a place to rest, and waited for the duel to end.

Even if the enemy comes again, you cannot fight, because that would violate the rules of the duel.

After all, in actual combat, being killed in a counterattack would inevitably alert the people in the military camp, and regardless of who lost, the battle would end here.

But Lao Yao was not willing to give up.

He looked around and said with certainty, "If these two were able to sneak into this place and appear in the military camp, Old Wang must have been captured by them."

"I wonder what's going on at the South Gate post. Shall we go check it out?"

Both of them were the kind of restless people who never shied away from trouble, and after Yao Jinghua said that, Chen Mo was also tempted.

He pointed to the south gate and asked doubtfully, "Squad leader, we were fighting so loudly just now, but no one came from that side. Could they have already been attacked?"

"Touch my ass."

Old Yao retorted irritably, then looked at Chen Mo and said, "You were asked to scout the terrain earlier, but you definitely didn't go to the South Gate, did you?"

"That place is hundreds of meters away from here. You could shout and they might not even hear you, let alone the little noise you just made."

“Let’s go, each of us will drag one out and go check the south gate. Don’t go into the camp. There are no sentries here anymore, who knows how many people are hiding in the camp.”

"Row!"

Chen Mo didn't have any objections.

When he surveyed the terrain earlier, he didn't go to the South Gate, and the hand-drawn map didn't have a scale, so he didn't know exactly how far away it was.

Each of the two men carried a prisoner on their backs. After all, they were one of their own, not real enemies, so they couldn't actually drag them along the ground.

Bypassing the north gate guard post, the two swaggered along the main road outside, heading towards the south gate.

The reason Lao Yao was so sure that the South Gate hadn't been touched was because Liu Dong and Hu Hai were there. Both of them were third-level sergeants, and they were as cunning as monkeys.

If the enemy wants to infiltrate, they won't be foolish enough to do so; they'll first choose two level-three sentry posts to infiltrate.

In fact.

Yao Jinghua's guess was correct; they were indeed among the first to be targeted.

But after the two hidden sentries were eliminated.

The North Gate and South Gate were attacked almost simultaneously, but the South Gate was more vigilant.

Before the person who had secretly infiltrated the military camp could show himself, Hu Hai discovered him, walked over, lifted him out of the bushes, and punched him in the nose until it bled.

The reconnaissance soldiers among the third-level sergeants—the reconnaissance company of the 7th Division was truly formidable.

Two sergeants, in no time at all, beat the man into submission.

It was the observers on the anti-aircraft gun side, and the people on the distant hillside, who noticed something was wrong through their binoculars and feared that their own men might be shot.

Only then did they use flag signals to move all the people to the South Gate to retrieve the person.

Otherwise, Chen Mo and his companion at the North Gate wouldn't have been able to fight so comfortably just now.

This is not.

When Chen Mo carried the person to the South Gate post.

Hu Hai stood with his hands on his hips in front of the two prisoners.

Pointing at the seven or eight veterans from the anti-aircraft artillery brigade, he cursed, "Damn it, I'm not giving this guy to you."

"Anyway, it's just a little bloodshed, not death. Who asks for someone out halfway through a capture and combat competition?"

"Damn it, are you going to give it to me or not? If you're not, try and see if you can get out of here today." The veteran from the anti-aircraft artillery side glared angrily.

Both sides seemed poised to fight at the slightest disagreement.

Chen Mo was wondering why it was so lively here and what had happened.

The anti-aircraft artillery brigade brought Cheng Dong, who was far away, over. Behind Company Commander Cheng were twenty or thirty veterans.

Originally, Cheng Dong came here to quell the dispute.

But when he heard the words, "No, try to get out of here today,"

Company Commander Cheng, who had been calm all along, immediately turned his eyes upside down.

Seeing his two sergeants surrounded, he rolled up his sleeves and cursed, "You sons of bitches, what did you just say?"

"Damn it, I'm really going to give it a try today."

"Reconnaissance Company, take off your hats, remove your epaulets, and take off your shirts and wear them inside out."

"I'll see who's preventing my soldiers from leaving this place today!!"

Cheng Dong gave the order.

The group of veterans following behind him immediately took off their hats, removed their rank insignia, and wore their camouflage uniforms inside out.

Stop talking about them.

Even Hu Hai, Liu Dong, and Yao Jinghua, who were selected to compete, began to remove their hats and military ranks.

Chen Mo also threw the prisoner on the ground and began to put his clothes on backwards.

Cheng Dong is the kind of person who's like a donkey that's easily flattered. You can say he's broken the rules or is unreasonable, and he'll do whatever you want.

But we can't just come up here and tell them they can't get out of here.

Then it's not over yet?

(End of this chapter)