Military career: Starting with a recruitment letter

Chapter 220 Simulated Battle Situation: This is the Real End of War

As the convoy drew closer, Chen Mo walked to the entrance of the camp and ordered his men to remove the barriers.

Wang Jianyong then took out a command flag from the sentry post, waved it for the convoy, and guided the brigade into the camp.

It was too far away just now, so I couldn't see it very clearly.

As the convoy drove into the camp one vehicle after another, Chen Mo roughly counted the Xiangjian convoy, which numbered more than thirty, most of which were equipped with vehicle-mounted drones.

A small portion of them were transporting some equipment.

After the convoy stopped by the curb, the doors opened with a "click-clack" sound, and squads of soldiers wearing helmets got out and quickly assembled.

There were about nineteen warriors in the whistling arrow formation. They were all lean and not very tall, generally between 1.6 and 1.7 meters.

The military uniforms were all worn and faded, their original colors no longer discernible, giving them a sense of weariness from a long journey.

Watching the large group of people assemble.

Chen Mo was also quite interested. He hadn't seen many special forces soldiers before. During the era of the seven military regions, each military region trained elite special forces units, which were known as the best of the best.

Each had its own history and believed in the spirit of Laoshan. Later, they were merged into five major war zones and believed in the spirit of Tashan. Only then did the era of the seven military regions come to a complete end.

The Arrows, also known as the Eastern Divine Sword, is a special forces unit under the Kyoto Military Region. They have a very prestigious reputation, but if you really want to compare them, they only rank seventh.

It's just that because it was established early, there were more battles.

This ranking alone shows just how hard-working the elite troops of each military region were; in the semi-mechanized and mechanized eras, they were risking their lives.

Chen Mo was engrossed in staring at it.

After the ranks were completed, one of the soldiers, who looked like an officer, strode forward.

Seeing that Chen Mo was wearing the rank of lieutenant, I recalled the description of the information battalion's organization in the military region's transfer documents.

The other party recognized Chen Mo at a glance.

"Hello comrade, you must be Battalion Commander Chen? My name is Wang Jianbin, captain of the Electronic Countermeasures Team 2. It's nice to meet you."

Wang Jianbin first saluted, and then extended his hand warmly.

"Hello, my name is Chen Mo."

Chen Mo returned the greeting and politely shook hands with the other person.

"This shouldn't be Captain Wang's first time dealing with the information battalion, right?" Chen Mo looked him up and down and smiled.

He had reviewed the data and details of previous experiments, which included detailed records of all participating units.

Overall, just as the leaders of the Army Academy said when they saw us off at the base, for each experiment, the best officers and the latest weapons were brought in from above.

The candidates for battalion commander were quite varied. In one experiment, Captain Wang served as the battalion commander. In other experiments, the commanders were from the military or the Army Academy. In any case, their ranks were not low.

Chen Mo's deployment this time is already at the lowest possible level.

Previously, the Army Academy took the lead in experiments, and it was much easier for the academy to request the transfer of the "Sound Arrow" (a type of rocket) than for the chief of staff of the military region to ask for it.

"Haha, this isn't the first time." Wang Jianbin laughed and nodded. "Battalion Commander Chen, you don't need to be so polite. We know what the job is."

"Give us a day. Before dark today, all the armored vehicles can be equipped with the cross-linked satellite positioning system and debugged. There will be absolutely no problem with training tomorrow."

"Okay, hard work."

Chen Mo pointed to the barracks on the west side: "There are more dormitories in this camp area, so please arrange for the comrades to stay here as you like."

"It's getting late, get some rest, we'll start again when it's light."

"Row!"

The two saluted each other. Wang Jianbin walked to the front of the line, briefly counted the number of people, gave some instructions, and then led the team to the dormitory.

The soldiers who send off arrows are technical troops, and they do technical reconnaissance work.

Professional matters should be left to professionals; we don't need them for training.

The handover of work between the two parties has been completed.

Chen Mo was about to go back to his dorm to sleep when he turned around and found that Lao Wang was staring at the enemy's whistling arrow team with his neck craned up like a warlike rooster.

Judging by their posture, they really seem eager to rush up and start a fight.

The pride among veterans is something else entirely. When elite soldiers meet, they instinctively regard each other as their number one rival.

Once the passion kicks in, I can fight tooth and nail every time.

There's no way around it; the military trains soldiers to be courageous and spirited. Without that fighting spirit, you can't be a good soldier.

“Squad leader, these are soldiers specializing in electronic warfare. Most of them are specially recruited and not soldiers in combat squads. They don’t belong to your group.”

Chen Mo looked up and rubbed his forehead, urging him on with a hint of helplessness.

"Oh, I was wondering why it didn't look that great," Wang Jianyong muttered, then asked, "Scholar, they came here saying they wanted to install some kind of interconnection system. Now all the tanks are occupied, how are we supposed to train?"

"Take a day off?"

"It's alright." Upon hearing this, Chen Mo waved his hand and said, "There are naturally training methods for those who don't use the chariots if they are occupied. Sharpening the axe won't delay the work of chopping wood. You'll know their specific uses once they're installed."

It will be suspended for another day.

Grandma!!
Does that mean we can't train without tanks? Dream on!

Chen Mo now wishes that all the soldiers in the battalion were made of iron, and that they would save time on eating, drinking, and relieving themselves.

How could it possibly be paused?

Beep—Get up!

At 4:50 a.m., a low bugle call sounded in the corridor of the cadre dormitory building.

This was arranged by Chen Mo to have someone come and wake up the cadres for a meeting.

The entire battalion dared not get up that early, as the training syllabus mandated that all soldiers must get up at six o'clock.

Special cases require special handling. Half an hour earlier is acceptable, but an hour earlier or more would be excessive.

But the officials are fine, so they can do whatever they want without any problems.

Anyway, they can only complain in private. The experiment is the important thing, and no one dares to shirk their responsibilities at a time like this.

They really didn't dare.

But their tempers weren't much better. Yesterday they were on the move all day, training, and then had a meeting in the evening. They only got a few hours of sleep. For these exhausted cadres, this was a long day.

How could anyone be happy?

But when everyone arrived at the conference room...

Seeing that Chen Mo's dark circles were more authentic than those of a national treasure, before the meeting even started, he was already sitting on one side of the conference table, organizing a thick stack of documents.

The group of people looked at each other, exchanged glances, and their resentment immediately dissipated by more than half.

Why are you still angry?

There was no air conditioning in the Huanglongwangou camp, only fans. Even in the early morning of early August, it was unbearably hot and humid.

Battalion Commander Chen set an example by being so hot that sweat streamed down his face and neck.

Even so, they didn't complain once. What else can they say?
The group sat silently around the conference table, backs straight, eyes glazed, waiting for the meeting to begin.

"The early bird catches the worm, so let's all wake up and I have two things to say."

Chen Mo continued organizing the documents without stopping or looking up, saying, "First, today's training content needs to be changed. New comrades have arrived at the camp, so we need to upgrade the communication and positioning of all the vehicles in the squadrons."

"Therefore, apart from vehicles 141 and 142, all other armored vehicles are not allowed to be used without permission today."

Upon hearing that there was no need for coordination training today, the cadres present immediately felt relieved.

The feeling of relaxation came immediately.

After all, during platoon training, a company commander often needs to carry several walkie-talkies, even with the help of officers who graduated from academies.

After shouting all day, my head was spinning and my voice was hoarse. Staying inside the tank in the sweltering summer heat is something most people couldn't endure.

But the next second, the cadre who had just breathed a sigh of relief froze completely before the smile on his face could even spread.

Because Chen Mo had sorted out all the documents in his hand, that densely packed stack of papers that made people dizzy, into categories.

They threw stacks of them in front of the officers of each company.

The smiles of the group froze, but the smiles didn't disappear; they simply shifted to Chen Mo's face.

Seeing the distressed expressions on the faces of the group of people.

Chen Mo smiled and said, "Secondly, I brought these documents from the base. Some are records of information experiments, and some are research topics on mechanized warfare and coordination."

"There should be a lot of useful things inside. I've categorized them all. Each company should take them back and memorize them. I'll be doing spot checks tonight. Anyone who doesn't pass will have to stand outside the canteen for breakfast tomorrow."

"Also, the drones have arrived, and the reconnaissance company needs to speed up their training. The matter of transferring armored troops from the Second Battalion also needs to be addressed as soon as possible."

"We need to finalize the status of the tanks and personnel today. We don't have much time left."

"As for the soldiers, we will conduct a lot of simulated combat scenarios today. There is no other reason than that if the whole battalion wants to achieve the standard of coordinated and rapid maneuverability, we can only optimize and refine it again and again."

"I hope that the kind of basic mistakes made by the Second Battalion and the medical team yesterday will not happen again."

"Otherwise, let me make this clear: if anyone causes another problem, or does something wrong on purpose due to carelessness, you'll have to go back and explain to your superiors."

"If there's nothing else, dismissed!!"

Chen Mo sat up straight, yawning, his eyes fixed on a group of cadres who had gathered there.

He wanted to see if these people had any good suggestions.

But at a time like this, who wants to waste time arguing with him?

Damn it, is it really worth waking people up first thing in the morning to give a notification for just a few words?

It's infuriating as it may be, but nobody wants to cause trouble, not just because this new battalion commander is so sharp-tongued and ruthless.

Furthermore, since both the deputy battalion commander and the political instructor were colonels from the General Staff, the two of them sitting together looked like military police.

Their eyes were wide open, each one bigger than the last.

Who dares to explode?

After hesitating for a while, seeing that the meeting was really about to end, everyone reluctantly picked up their documents and got up to leave.

Wait until most people have left.

Chen Mo got up, yawned again, turned around and went back to his dormitory to continue his nap.

The meeting is a rule that must be followed regardless of whether there is anything to discuss or not, because the people from Xiangjian couldn't arrange today's training when they arrived.

Normally, it would never have ended so easily.

Beep-beep beep beep beep.

At six o'clock in the morning, accompanied by the sharp whistle of an emergency assembly.

Inside Huanglongwangou, all the soldiers in the company were awakened. Before setting off, the new battalion commander required them to undergo combat readiness physical training, one of which was to run five kilometers in 23 minutes while carrying a 20-kilogram load.

Everyone in the camp, regardless of whether they are in a combat unit or logistics, whether they are a company commander or a platoon leader, must participate.

In this situation, even without the harsh requirement that failure to meet the deadline would result in dismissal, these companies would not dare to slack off.

Damn it, they're all elites from various military units, who's going to back down?

In the dormitory, the soldiers jumped directly from their beds to the floor, quickly and efficiently put on their clothes, and carried out their tasks in a tense but orderly manner under the constant urging of their squad leader.

Artillery, armored troops, mechanized infantry, infantry, and even army aviation were all rushing out in a frenzy.

Clang!
The sound of combat boots echoed like thunder in the corridor, forming a continuous chorus. Whether it was assembling or going to the warehouse to collect combat equipment and increase their load, everything was done by running.

From the air, the soldiers' camouflage formations looked like giant green pythons moving.

five minutes later.

All the soldiers and officers of the company arrived at the camp training ground one after another.

At this moment, Chen Mo was already standing on the flag-raising platform with a megaphone in hand, looking quite flamboyant as he watched the soldiers assemble.

"Report! Tank Company 1 is assembled. 52 men were expected, 52 men are present!"

"Report, the medical team has assembled. 16 people were expected, 16 people are present." "Report."

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A series of loud roars echoed across the training ground.

After everyone finished reporting, the 19 people who had come with the signal arrow gathered in the crowd and shouted "Report!"

Chen Mo nodded, picked up the megaphone and said "Hello, hello, hello," then pointed to his backpack after testing the sound a few times.

"Comrades, let's not say any more!"

"Today is August 3rd. The order from the commander is that we will officially head to the Northwest battlefield on August 8th."

"We only have five days left. This morning, a group of comrades from the Kyoto Military Region's Xiangjian Brigade came to install new communication and positioning systems on our armored vehicles."

"Therefore, today we will not practice coordination, but simulate combat situations anytime, anywhere."

"From now on, including myself, no one should mention how brave we were back then. Let's see what we're really made of."

"In war, the first thing you need is sufficient physical strength. If you don't have that ability, you're not even qualified to be a deserter on the battlefield."

“Carry 20 kilograms of weight, run 5 kilometers, and complete it all in 23 minutes. If anyone fails to do so, I won’t make things difficult for you today. You’ll have to take responsibility for your own actions.”

“At the entrance of the canteen, they voluntarily squat for four hours, accompanied by their direct subordinates.”

"Comrades, do you dare to take on the challenge?"

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

On the training field, roars echoed from each company.

If it were privately stipulated that soldiers must carry 20 kilograms of weight and run 5 kilometers in 23 minutes, many soldiers would probably have doubts.

After all, this standard is not low.

But if you bring this up at the conference, no one will back down.

"it is good!"

Chen Mo nodded: "Except for the comrades from Xiangjian who need to be busy with system installation, they don't need to participate in training or simulated combat situations."

"Everyone else, one minute to prepare."

"We'll set off when the whistle blows."

Chen Mo hung the megaphone on his backpack. To show that he wasn't slacking off or cheating, and also to boost morale, he even handed his backpack to several soldiers for inspection.

It's confirmed to be 20 kilograms.

One minute of preparation time isn't long, and some companies used this time to hold separate meetings to encourage each other.

Some companies adopt a free-range approach, allowing each unit to warm up on its own.

The soldiers in the Blue Army battalion came from different units, and the atmosphere was already heated before the morning exercises even started.

The reconnaissance company knew that the signal arrows were coming, and Cheng Dong even went to the assembly point with his hands behind his back and circled around to observe.

I wonder what our company commander has figured out.

Beep! !

The whistle blew.

The entire camp rioted, and countless soldiers poured out like a floodgate opening. Fortunately, the Huanglongwangou camp was large enough to easily accommodate thousands of people.

Each company charged forward in four columns, carrying their company flags.

What was originally an individual morning exercise was turned into a company-wide collective activity.

The roar, the thumping footsteps, and the fluttering of the flags all blended together.

The reconnaissance company had the most complete squad and charged the fastest. A dozen or so men from the Arrows unit also participated. However, the soldiers in this electronic warfare unit were indeed somewhat lacking in physical fitness.

Compared to ordinary companies, there was no problem. In addition, with fewer people, the team could spread out quickly and rushed to the same level as the reconnaissance company in the first time.

However, in terms of numbers, Captain Wang's men were still fewer than those of the reconnaissance company.

This discovery thrilled Cheng Dong, who personally took the lead and shouted encouragement as he charged forward.

Chen Mo was not to be outdone.

He led a team of two, with Wang Jianyong at the head, and the two of them charged along the side of the main force.

The entire Blue Army battalion watched helplessly as their battalion commander ran faster than most of the soldiers, which thoroughly ignited the competitive spirit of some veterans.

Everyone broke away from the group and sprinted, and the entire camp was filled with shouts.

Chen Mo used to be incredibly competitive, and very few people could outrun him. But back then, he was just a private, and this was the only way he could express himself.

It's all thanks to that kind of determination.

Now, he no longer needs those things, and his strength will be somewhat diminished.

But that's not something any random warrior can surpass.

Throughout the morning exercises, Chen Mo would definitely rank in the top thirty in terms of individual performance.

This is within a battalion-level organization with nearly a thousand personnel, and it is an elite company selected from various units.

That's an achievement that would absolutely impress all the soldiers.

It was morning.

Chen Mo took Deputy Battalion Commander Gao Jin with him, and the two set off together to the logistics department to apply for ammunition and fuel.

Now that the signalman has arrived, the subsequent training will definitely have to get serious.

Without ammunition and fuel reserves, it's impossible to sustain the operation of such a large battalion.

Many soldiers in the camp watched the new battalion commander leave, thinking they could finally relax and no longer be so tense.

But as it turned out, they were overthinking it.

At 7:30 a.m., the soldiers were sitting in the mess hall eating breakfast to replenish their energy.

Suddenly, a series of urgent whistles sounded from the camp.

Followed by.

Someone shouted at the canteen entrance: "Emergency air situation! Armed helicopters are conducting anti-infrared operations. Depart immediately to protect armored vehicles from bombing and to use camouflage and evasion tactics!!"

Listening to the urgent air situation requirements.

The soldier, who was eating, suddenly felt a chill run down his spine.

His grandma was eating, and to facilitate training, the Blue Army's vehicle yard was set up on wasteland outside the camp.

It's several kilometers away from the camp.

Is there enough time in an emergency air situation?

A sergeant, who was drinking porridge, was so angry that he started cursing, and hot porridge dripped down his chin.

Several cadres, who were chatting and laughing while eating eggs, choked on the yolks and rolled their eyes when they heard the words "emergency air situation."

There were also those with short tempers who would yell "Ah!" and slam the steamed bun in their hands heavily onto the table.

They flattened the whole round steamed bun.

Such a commotion made everyone around quite expectant, hoping that this hot-tempered officer would go and argue with the people at the battalion headquarters.

Even if we have a fight, we can at least have a quiet meal together.

However, despite his irritability, the next second, the retired cadre who slammed the table shoved a flatbread into his mouth.

While getting up and chewing, he shouted, "Hurry up! What are you all standing there for? Didn't you hear we need to do equipment camouflage?"

"What the hell are you all waiting for?"

A soldier standing nearby stared in disbelief: "Company Commander, you weren't angry because the current air situation is unreasonable, were you?

"anger?"

"Who the hell is angry? Smashing the steamed bun is just to make it easier to swallow. Stop dawdling, we're training."

As soon as he finished speaking, the company commander darted out faster than an old rabbit, leading the entire canteen staff to rush out.

You think that's all?

No, no, no, although Chen Mo has left, the instructor is still here. He's a veteran staff officer from the military region's staff department.

Whether it works elsewhere or not is another matter, but when it comes to simulating combat scenarios, they've never backed down from anyone.

It was exactly 9:00 AM.

Some companies were resting, while in others, the company commander was explaining battlefield cases to the entire company using the materials Chen Mo had distributed that morning.

This guy only got halfway through his story.

Suddenly, the camp's public address system came on.

"Urgent combat situation! The M army has launched an attack on our side. All combat personnel are to immediately take their posts!!!"

Upon hearing this commotion, the entire camp was instantly filled with various angry shouts.

The barracks are several kilometers away from the vehicle yard. Who can stand having to run there all the time?

But scolding won't help.

At noon, after a brief respite, the soldiers from each company prepared to go to the mess hall for lunch.

The familiar broadcast voice sounded again.

"Emergency situation: radioactive weapon leak. All personnel are required to immediately prepare for chemical defense."

2 p.m.

They said there would be a lunch break, but after the soldiers had been up for a while and had eaten, they would just lie down on their beds.

That damn broadcast is on again.

"Urgent situation: Enemy B2 bombers will drop bombs in half an hour. All personnel are to prepare for evasive action immediately."

"Hold!"

angry!
A group of exhausted soldiers cursed as they dressed, got up, and ran back to the artillery range.

Do you know why only during the first battle did someone stand at the canteen entrance to shout, while subsequent battles were uniformly announced via broadcast?
I'm genuinely afraid of getting beaten up.

Anyone would lose their temper after being treated like this.

Amidst a chorus of curses and swears, the Blue Army battalion regrouped.

The other companies are considered to be doing relatively well.

The medical team suffered the most. Whenever there was a combat simulation, there would inevitably be wounded. After a whole day, those timid and physically weak female soldiers were almost driven crazy by the ordeal.

After all, no one can carry a stretcher for kilometers every now and then.

To test their courage, Chen Mo even planned to relocate the wounded to a nearby desolate hill, preferably a place with graves.

In a nighttime simulated combat scenario, the medical team was sent to carry [the patient].

As a military doctor accompanying the troops, how can I be timid and have poor psychological resilience?
You must train to that level as soon as possible.

The people in the camp were suffering terribly.

Chen Mo, who was able to set off to the logistics department to apply for ammunition and fuel, was also having a tough time.

How the hell can it be any better?

Speaking ill of the logistics department in front of the military region chief of staff, while the logistics minister also held a star.

In this situation.

Even if the logistics department doesn't openly obstruct operations, they'll let this troublemaker cause trouble behind the scenes.

It's always good to suffer a little.

(End of this chapter)