Military career: Starting with a recruitment letter

Chapter 238 Night Raid on the Command Post: Battle Damage During Non-Wartime?
Under Chen Mo's command, the entire battalion took advantage of the dark night and charged straight toward the southern front.

He didn't know how long the Blue Army motorized infantry regiment and subsequent support firepower could hold out; maybe ten minutes, maybe half an hour.

In short, as long as they get to work and catch the Blue Army off guard for a short period of time, Chen Mo is confident that he can use this time to lead the remaining main force to get infinitely closer to the Blue Army's base.

Late 1990s.

During the era of mechanized warfare, the application of electronic warfare was not yet widespread, and many commanders had little concept of electromagnetic suppression.

In this situation, for many units, the larger the caliber of the cannon, the more powerful they are, and the faster they run, the more glorious they are.

As the information-based battalion quietly left the battlefield.

On the battlefield where the motorized infantry regiment was located, the densely packed infantrymen began to dig trenches, build battle lines, and set up individual positions by manpower.

The Blue Army's major deputy battalion commander, wiping sweat from his hands, sat on a mound of earth, looking regretfully in the direction the Red Army had just fled.

He turned his head and shouted, "Haven't you reported to the regimental headquarters yet? Damn it, if we run any further, the signal tower here is probably malfunctioning."

"You guys say that damn Red Guards battalion is pretty good at fighting, but why are they running away like that?"

"Battalion deputy, the Red Army must be afraid of us," a soldier digging a trench replied with a grin.

"Yes, they're afraid of us."

The major chuckled, feeling both smug and somewhat apprehensive.

The information battalion caused quite a stir on the eastern front, which many ordinary soldiers were unaware of, but the battalion-level officers all heard about it.

To force a motorized infantry division to the point of deploying infantry to besiege a mechanized battalion, this is no ordinary battalion-level unit.

The major hadn't figured out why, and as he reached into his pocket to take out a cigarette to smell it, he suddenly heard a chaotic commotion behind them.

"what happened?"

The major stood up, looked behind him, and asked sternly.

Before anyone could respond, or even if there was no need to, bursts of machine gun fire erupted from all directions.

But oddly enough.

In such a dark night, you couldn't see the flames from the machine gun muzzle at all; everything behind you was pitch black, eerily so.

The major tossed away his cigarette, straightened his cap, and said, "Be on guard and prevent a surprise attack by the enemy."

The gunfire ahead grew increasingly intense, and our own troops began firing grenades and flares.

The major then realized that, without anyone noticing, the Red Army had already circled around and launched an attack, but before this attack, they had fired a large number of smoke bombs nearby.

Illuminated by flares.

In the smoke, the shadowy figures of infantry fighting vehicles and vehicle-mounted anti-aircraft machine guns could be seen everywhere.

Bullets rained down from behind, forcing their own soldiers to retreat continuously.

"Enemy attack!"

"Scatter! Scatter now!!"

"First Company, Third Company, launch an attack from the flanks, Second Company, hold the line."

"No matter what, we must stop the enemy's attack."

The roar echoed across the battlefield.

Unfortunately, troops that lost their communication capabilities were almost all operating in squads and platoons, each choosing the best counterattack method in the shortest possible time.

On a small scale, it appears well-organized.

However, judging from the overall battle situation, it was chaotic and disorganized, and no defense could be organized as imagined.

Just a few minutes.

Several mechanized infantry detachments of the information battalion ignited the entire battle around the perimeter of the Blue Army's motorized infantry outpost.

Everywhere was a chaotic melee involving individual rocket launchers and heavy machine guns.

Everything is proceeding according to Chen Mo's plan.

When the Blue Army's subsequent mechanized infantry and armored companies received the distress signal and rushed to the scene...

Several detachments of the Informationized Battalion were almost completely wiped out, and the Blue Army's reinforcements arrived just in time to fill the gap.

One was eager to save them, while the other fought desperately, organizing counterattacks on multiple fronts.

The two sides lost communication, and the darkness of the night, coupled with the obstruction of vision by smoke grenades, further complicated the situation.

At long distances, you have no idea who you're shooting at.

The war reignited.

at the same time.

Chen Mo's actions, which caused such a commotion, tied down the main force of the Blue Army on the southern front.

Upon receiving the news, the Red Army Division of the Seventh War Zone immediately arranged for the 417th Regiment, stationed on the eastern front, to join forces with the anti-aircraft artillery regiment to move to the southern front.

With troop movements being made on a large scale, the battlefield situation was constantly being rewritten.

The staff officers of the Red Army regiments racked their brains, but they still couldn't figure out how their own informationized battalion had gotten into a deadly battle with the main force of the Blue Army.

No matter how good a battalion is, it still has to consider its overall strength, right?
Even with strong combat capabilities, the ammunition and fuel carried by a battalion-level unit during a maneuver cannot last long.

If logistics can't keep up and supplies can't be delivered to the front lines, the annihilation of the entire army is only a matter of time.

Troops in the Seventh War Zone showed signs of large-scale activity.

The Blue Army's 6th Air Division, which had successfully seized air superiority during the day, immediately dispatched fighter squadrons to assist the Blue Army in containing the Red Army's ground heavy equipment.

However, the Red Army's 7th Air Division losing air superiority does not mean it is incapable of engaging the Blue Army.

The firepower of the two army aviation divisions arrived over the Seventh Theater at almost the same time.

The two sides encountered each other and started fighting even though they were only a few dozen kilometers apart.

As Chen Mo was resting with his eyes closed inside the command vehicle, he heard a sound like a sonic boom coming from mid-air. He glanced out the window at the distant sky.

Then he shook his head slightly.

The radar vehicle of Xiangjian had long ago detected the appearance of the air force fighter jet formation, and at the same time detected its own formation, no matter how fiercely the enemy was fighting in the sky.

It has nothing to do with units on the ground.

Without an air defense missile system, even the most advanced ground weapons are useless.

Chen Mo was unaware that the main force of the Red Army's 417th Regiment and the main force of the anti-aircraft artillery regiment were both moving south.

He was just worried about whether the reconnaissance company's operation would go smoothly.

The evening of the 11st.

It was almost midnight.

The reconnaissance company led by Cheng Dong finally located the area with the highest frequency of the Blue Army's electromagnetic signals.

And it's only 40 kilometers away from this place.

The entire company abandoned all motor vehicles and shut them down on the spot. All reconnaissance company soldiers adopted light-load mobility.

Cheng Dong had just finished his pre-battle mobilization.

Just as they were preparing to arrange for each platoon to assist the soldiers of the first squad, they set off.

Following the reconnaissance company, Meng Mingliang, the deputy captain of the Xiangjian Electronics Detachment, quickly walked up to Cheng Dong: "Company Commander Cheng, is this how you plan to send your soldiers on a sneak attack?"

"What's wrong? Didn't the scholar say that the area with the most dense communication networks must have a Blue Army division command post stationed nearby?"

Cheng Dong frowned, somewhat puzzled.

“That’s right, Chen Ying’s judgment should be correct.” Meng Mingliang explained with a smile, “But the decapitation plan is not carried out in this way.”

"With just light mobility, we won't be able to cover more than 20 kilometers before the nearby garrison notices us, making the decapitation strike impossible."

"No way." Cheng Dong waved his hand dismissively: "Isn't it just that we're worried about both visible and hidden sentries? My soldiers may not be good at other things, but they're certainly good at spotting sentries."

"What about military dogs? How do we guard against them?" Meng Mingliang looked at Cheng Dong with a half-smile.

The Kuchi Reconnaissance Company is an armed reconnaissance unit. Normally, there are no dog squad leaders in the company, and they have never carried out a decapitation mission before.

This question really stumped Cheng Dong.

The so-called infiltration and infiltration.

It sounds easy, but it's much harder to do.

Not only do they have to avoid sentries, but they also have to fool the military dogs. These dog squad leaders are the easiest to overlook.

In particular, units in armored brigades that are almost never equipped with military dogs are a blind spot for Cheng Dong.

Despite his loud and boisterous demeanor, and his self-importance, Company Commander Cheng is actually quite studious.

The reconnaissance company isn't good at decapitation strikes, but the signal arrows are.

And he does this all the time.

Realizing that I am not as good as others in my professional field.

Cheng Dong immediately smiled, took out a cigarette from his pocket and handed it to Meng Mingliang, putting his arm around his shoulder and saying, "Captain Meng, I can tell at a glance that you are a promising young cadre."

"Then tell me, how do you deal with military dogs?"

"Simple!"

Meng Mingliang waved, and one of the soldiers behind him immediately stepped forward, took out something wrapped in oiled paper from his satchel, and handed it to Cheng Dong.

It weighs about two pounds.

"What is this thing?" Cheng Dong opened it and saw that it was a powdery substance. He stretched his head out to smell it and even wanted to lick it.

"Hey? Hey! You can't taste this." Meng Mingliang's face changed in fright upon seeing this.

He had never seen such a fierce person before.

"Company Commander Cheng, this is a paralyzing agent used to reduce the alertness of military dogs. A little bit will paralyze the dogs. Humans must not touch it."

"Oh, that's how it is."

Cheng Dong, standing a little further away, asked, "If you feed this to a dog, will the dog eat it itself?"

"will not."

Meng Mingliang shook his head: "Let all the soldiers go to the toilet. Distribute this stuff. When we enter the 20-kilometer radius, we should throw this poop mixed with hemostatic agents everywhere."

Upon hearing that these powders needed to be mixed with feces, Cheng Dong nearly ran away, his face filled with disgust.

"Old Meng, are you kidding me? Military dogs are fed so well, would they eat this stuff?"

Cheng Dong clearly didn't believe it.

"It's because military dogs are fed according to their food allowance during their growth and training that they never have the chance to see this kind of thing."

Meng Mingliang said with a somewhat somber expression, "In the military, there wouldn't be any heartless handler who would use human urine to train military dogs to refuse food and become obedient."

"To dogs with a keen sense of smell, skatole smells sweet to military dogs. No matter how strong a military dog ​​is, it is difficult to resist something it has never seen before, or rather, it is difficult to resist biological instincts."

These experiences were not fabricated by Meng Mingliang out of thin air.

Shortly after the Arrow Special Forces were established, they received a mission to capture chemical criminals who had committed a massacre on the American River.

The mission failed; they didn't even get close to the criminals' residence.

The reason for this was that the other side had laid landmines in the area and kept a large number of dogs, which led to their exposure.

Deputy Captain Meng, whose two closest comrades-in-arms from the same year were soldiers, sacrificed their lives during that mission.

Landmines, vicious dogs!
These two factors combined can cause 80% of special forces infiltration operations to fail.

Don't be fooled by some reports that special forces descend from the sky to behead terrorist tycoons, which may seem cool and omnipotent.

However, the fact that this step could be taken was inseparable from the surveillance and planning of the action plan over the previous few months.

In short, military dogs are fierce.

It was that mission failure that prompted the entire special forces team to research various coping strategies to reduce mission mortality.

They eventually developed a drug that could not incapacitate military dogs but could completely reduce their alertness. This could be achieved simply by observing the area around the intersection of the movement of sentries and military dogs, both in the light and dark.

Sprinkling a few more clumps can effectively prevent this.

“That guy, the platoon leader.”

Cheng Dong turned his head and shouted.

"To!"

Wang Yanjun ran over quickly and took the oil paper from Cheng Dong's hand: "Company Commander, what's this?"

"Go, tell the whole company to go to the toilet, sprinkle some of this stuff on them, and then I don't care what method you use, just take care of what you're doing yourself."

"You are only allowed to take it out and throw it when I tell you to."

"Do you understand?"

"Yes, company commander!"

Wang Yanjun straightened his back. As a soldier, on the battlefield, he had to carry out any orders, even if they were to be smeared all over his body.

There is no excuse for war.

After giving instructions on how to handle the military dogs, Meng Mingliang took out a liquid in an oil paper bag from the bag of one of the accompanying soldiers and handed it to Cheng Dong.

Company Commander Cheng behaved himself this time.

He craned his neck and glanced at the liquid—a mixture of red, white, and some black stuff—before feeling nauseous.

"Holy crap, what is this thing again?"

“Artificial brains.” Meng Mingliang laughed. “A decapitation operation isn’t that easy. You have to dodge military dogs and create chaos.”

"Company Commander Cheng, find a comrade with excellent infiltration skills to infiltrate the camp near the Blue Army division headquarters before us."

"Before we attack, have this soldier jump off the mobile tank. If there's really no chance to get on the tank, he can fall off from somewhere else."

"Remember, change into Blue Army uniforms, and when you lie on the ground, pour these brains under your head to create as much chaos as possible in the camp. That's when our opportunity will come."

Listening to Meng Mingliang's account, Cheng Dong felt a chill run down his spine.

The casualties during peacetime are all due to mistakes in exercises, resulting in people falling to their deaths.

Goodness, this is terrifying!

If this act is convincing, even a division commander would be terrified and turn pale.

Once discovered, the Blue Army camp will inevitably descend into chaos, with lower-ranking personnel daring not to move the "corpse," requiring the presence of higher-ranking individuals.

That would be the perfect time to attack. War is ruthless.

At this moment, Cheng Dong truly understood what was happening.

Those who use the signal arrow are truly ruthless.

"I always thought the scholar was the most corrupt, but I didn't expect you guys to be even more corrupt than him."

Cheng Dong shook his head, looking sentimental.

If he were a cadre in the Blue Army Division, he would probably feel like the sky had fallen when he heard this news.

"hey-hey!"

Meng Mingliang grinned: "You've really misunderstood. The method for dealing with military dogs was our idea."

"But the idea of ​​throwing the Blue Army camp into chaos, splattering brains, and faking corpses was Chen's idea."

"He's been wanting to carry out the decapitation for a long time, and only Chen Ying could come up with a way to disrupt the enemy's order."

"I've already decided that when I return to Xiangjian, I'll promote this idea on a large scale. This method is absolutely brilliant."

"I"

"What the hell did I bring out?"

Cheng Dong looked up at the sky and sighed deeply.

Is this even a human idea?
That's really mean.

"Damn it, are you done pooping? If you're done, let's go. Damn it, I suddenly realized how naive I am."

"Hold!"

Cheng Dong yelled and ran to assemble the team.

The "Flying Man" low-budget version plan was indeed an idea provided by Chen Mo.

However, he didn't know how to prepare the brain matter with anything else, so he needed the help of the people who sent the signal arrow to finally find Meng Mingliang.

Chen Mo racked his brains to achieve his goal of taking down the Blue Army command post.

Even the entire battalion's movement speed was reduced to the minimum at this moment.

The drone's flight range was controlled to a radius of ten kilometers.

He wanted to minimize the risk of being exposed at this moment, because he knew very well that a decapitation strike would not be so easy to get close to the enemy command post.

Infiltration and stealth all take time.

For a battalion-wide mobile force, a distance of several tens of kilometers is, objectively speaking, within an hour.

It can be infiltrated by a single soldier, and it would be considered good if they could get close in four hours.

Therefore, Chen Mo was not in a hurry.

He directed the troops to advance slowly, and whether they could draw fire for the reconnaissance company in time depended on their teamwork.

Time passed little by little.

One hour, two hours.

Until 2 a.m. on the 12th, the entire battalion was moving in fits and starts. By this time, Chen Mo already knew that the Red Army division had intervened in the battlefield.

Otherwise, given the Blue Army's control of the southern front, it would have been impossible for their few hundred troops to advance safely for several hours without being detected.

Although the pace was slow, with half walking and half resting, it was still enemy territory.

The Blue Team wasn't that bad at being alert.

It wasn't until 2:30 that Chen Mo sat up straight, ready to command the final battle.

He calculated that there were only two hours left until dawn, and the reconnaissance company's decapitation operation would inevitably be carried out before dawn.

The entire battalion must draw away a large amount of firepower from the vicinity of the Blue Army's division headquarters during this period.

"Comrades, the time for the decisive battle has come!"

The battalion commander's voice rang out from the Blue Army's communications radio station.

The officers and soldiers, who had been tense and ready for battle all the way, were no longer tense at this moment.

No one responded, and no one refuted it.

The tanks stopped moving, and the infantrymen sat inside to check their individual equipment, while the artillerymen checked their ammunition, and the armored soldiers did the same.

Cadres who were not killed in action quickly disembarked and assembled in the direction of the command vehicle.

The night was as dark as ever.

The sweltering heat, combined with the smells of gasoline and sweat, made the overall atmosphere at the scene extremely unpleasant.

But the assembled cadres didn't say anything.

All eyes turned to Chen Mo, who had just gotten out of the car.

"Comrades, after this battle, our cooperation will come to an end."

Chen Mo smiled and said, "Before heading to Huanglongwangou for training, I held a meeting with everyone and calculated the timeframe for cooperation. Fortunately, I didn't break my promise."

"Tonight is our final battle."

"Currently, the enemy has not yet discovered our whereabouts, but in order to maximize the damage, and given that the Blue Army has already devised a way to counter our combat methods."

"If we launch a surprise attack, it will be difficult for us to gain the upper hand."

"Therefore, we need to change our tactics."

"Captain Dong."

"To!"

Army Aviation Squadron Leader Dong Kehao responded loudly.

"You will lead our entire battalion, with all army aviation firepower, along our left-front road towards the heartland of the main Blue Army force on the southern front."

"Remember, when armed helicopters fly along the road, they must fly at extremely low altitudes to avoid the Blue Army's artillery radar."

"As soon as enemy troops are found stationed along the way, immediately transmit their location and continue forward."

"Until the entire squadron is wiped out."

"Is it clear?"

"clear!"

"Okay, let's go."

Chen Mo waved his hand. Dawn was approaching, and the drone blue force was already on guard. The division headquarters was usually located near the highway.

The purpose is to facilitate the transportation of supplies.

Armed helicopters have high cruising speed and combat capabilities, making them perfect for using squadrons to execute kite-flying tactics.

"Comrades, see you at Taishan Base!!"

After saluting the assembled cadres, Dong Kehao turned and left with a flourish.

"Captain Wang."

"To!"

"You take a rocket artillery group and leave the battlefield to await news from Deputy Squadron Leader Meng. If the reconnaissance company's decapitation strike fails, then blow up the Blue Army's command post from a distance."

"Yes!"

"Order: Howitzer platoon, rocket artillery platoon, as soon as the army aviation squadron transmits the coordinates back, immediately launch a long-range attack to completely destroy them."

"Order: Mechanized infantry and armored units, remain in place and block the Blue Army's impending retaliation."

"Remember, we are buying time for the decapitation squad and also to draw more of the enemy's main force away from them."

"Therefore, when the battle began, we fought and retreated, focusing on sabotage."

"Strive to live until dawn!"

"Is it clear?"

"clear!"

The remaining cadres roared in low voices.

Chen Mo waved his hand, disbanding the team. The battle that followed was no longer within his control.

Whether the Blue Army camp is lucky or unlucky tonight, it will inevitably be completely destroyed. However, if they can take down the division command post, that would be a pretty good outcome.

Chen Mo returned to the command vehicle, took out a cigarette, lit it, and smoked it quietly.

Waiting for the first round of attacks.

After half an hour.

At exactly 3:00, the first coordinates of the Army Aviation Squadron were transmitted back.

The artillery was divided into groups of howitzers and rocket launchers, without any regard for which Blue Army unit the opposing force was.

The cross-linked satellite positioning system has helped measure the distance, specific coordinates, and even calculated the firing angle of the gun based on the vehicle model.

Boom boom boom.
The entire night sky was quickly illuminated by howitzers and rocket launchers, with countless shells trailing long plumes of flame.

Like a burning ember, it was thrown into the Blue Team's territory.

Caught off guard, many soldiers of the division's direct-command engineer battalion were completely eliminated while still asleep.

The sound of the explosion was transmitted directly to the Blue Army Division command post.

Wang Songhe, who was remotely directing the main force on the northwest front to move towards the south front to provide relief, heard the explosion.

His expression tightened.

"what happened?"

Where did the explosion come from?

"Report, judging from the direction, it should be an engineer battalion!"

An advisor quickly responded.

"You bastard, I'm going to skin you alive!"

Upon hearing this, Commander Wang knew that it was the information technology battalion he had been searching for all day who had made another move.

That Pallas's cat is really infuriating.

"How were your coordinates exposed? Didn't I tell you to spread out and defend against drone reconnaissance?"

"What are you all good for? A bunch of you can't even handle one little brat?"

"Lin Yifeng".

"To!"

"I don't care what methods you use, find out the coordinates of this information battalion and wipe them out."

"Yes!"

Upon learning that the engineering battalion had been bombed, Wang Songhe lost interest in commanding the main force on the northwest front and handed over command duties to his chief of staff.

He strode to the door of the command room, looked up at the dark night sky, and vaguely sensed that something was wrong.

Having served in the military for many years and developed a keen sense of warfare, he did not believe that the fact that the informationized battalion had disappeared for more than three hours without making a sound meant that they could not find their own position.

"It's going to change."

"With such a prodigy emerging from the field army, the old guys won't have an easy time from now on."

Wang Songhe sighed.

He roughly guessed that the young man surnamed Chen was targeting him, or more precisely, the division headquarters.

Otherwise, there is no reason to explain why the other side remained silent for so long, and then suddenly launched an attack just before dawn.

"This is to divert the firepower near the command post."

Wang Songhe smiled.

However, that smile was tinged with some bitterness.

He knew perfectly well what the other party's purpose was, but he had no choice but to deploy troops to stop them.

Because of his information-based reconnaissance capabilities, this kid is capable of causing chaos and rebellion, no matter what.

The most frustrating thing is knowing the opponent's tactical objective but having no choice but to jump in.

Looking at the dark combat zone in the distance, I wonder how many people are hiding there now.

Wang Songhe sighed again before waving his hand.

"Go, arrange the relocation immediately."

"Move the command post to the northwest front."

"Yes!"

Inside the command post, all the staff officers began to busy themselves. A division command post had been forced to relocate by a single battalion.

One can imagine how Commander Wang felt at that moment.

No one on the scene dared to offer any advice; everyone was quickly tidying up.

But moving a large command post is not so easy; it took a full half hour.

Around four o'clock, all the equipment was finally loaded onto the trucks, and all the staff members withdrew from different directions.

Just as Wang Songhe got into the car and was about to leave, Lin Yifeng, the combat intelligence staff officer, suddenly ran to the division commander's vehicle with a pale face.

Without even saluting, he opened the car door and said, "Commander, there's been an accident."

"Tell me what happened slowly!" Wang Songhe said, somewhat displeased.

"Just now, while the tank company ahead was maneuvering, a soldier suddenly fell off the roof of the tank, and his brains were splattered all over the ground."

"What?!!!"

Wang Songhe's vision went black.

He quickly crawled out of the car, his steps unsteady.

The responsibility for casualties in peacetime is something that even a military region, let alone a division, cannot bear.

Moreover, the leaders of the Kyoto Military Region and the General Staff are also here.

Who can shoulder this responsibility?!
(End of this chapter)