Military career: Starting with a recruitment letter

Chapter 308 A Twist of Fate, Silence Remains Throughout the Division

The 188th Division's whale-fall tactics were undeniably ruthless, causing the Demonstration Battalion, a unit accustomed to relying on information-based reconnaissance, to suffer heavy losses in an instant.

The infantry platoons and infantry fighting vehicles that were patrolling the perimeter had almost no chance to react before being concentrated and wiped out by the mechanized infantry units that suddenly appeared from the rear.

The main force of the enemy's 1st Regiment was rapidly approaching, while the enemy's 2nd Regiment and the entire division's armored vehicles were also providing cover.

Armored vehicles and main battle tanks, totaling nearly six hundred, almost covered the entire Stone Statue firing range, truly a mighty torrent, demonstrating the might of the strategic assault division.

The artillery regiment and three missile battalions in the rear were on high alert, exuding a murderous aura.

A squadron of helicopters and a formation of drones flew overhead, heading straight for the demonstration camp.

They are determined to launch a combined air and ground attack.

If it were any other unit at this point, unless it was a division-level combat group, it would be difficult to put up any resistance and it would be at the mercy of the enemy.

Unfortunately, the demonstration camp was not an easy target.

The Stone Statue Target Range is the home ground of the Strategic Assault Division, but not their backyard.

The enemy's mechanized infantry suddenly appeared from behind, but after only one round of attack, they were spotted by the blocking line set up in the distance, and the Type 90 35mm anti-aircraft guns were brought to a standstill.

Facing the surging, overwhelming mechanized infantry force.

The platoon leader of the demonstration battalion's mechanized infantry platoon, his eyes bloodshot, ripped off his military cap, gripped the walkie-talkie tightly, and roared, "All blocking points, attack freely! At all costs, ensure the safety of the main force's rear!"

"Anti-aircraft guns, prepare for long bursts, fire!!!"

Da da da da da.
Smoke filled the air, dirt flew everywhere, and anti-aircraft guns aimed at enemy troops emerging from the ground in the distance, unleashing a frenzied barrage.

"I rely on!!!"

"Damn it, are you all insane?!"

"Hey! Holy crap, is that a cannon? Fuck! It really is a cannon!"

A team of more than a dozen men from the 188th Division heard the signal flare and had just climbed out of the ditch with their rocket launchers when they were locked onto by anti-aircraft guns.

The group of people were beaten so badly they were scrambling and jumping as they fled.

Don't forget the Type 90 twin-barreled 35mm anti-aircraft gun. Although it is a towed gun, it can be computer-controlled and has its own radar.

Computer-controlled things are far more ruthless than things controlled by humans.

The dozen or so mechanized enemies didn't understand what was happening when the laser simulators on their bodies started to puff and puff smoke.

They were lucky.

Hundreds of mechanized infantrymen who rushed over upon hearing the signal flare were terrified when they saw the anti-aircraft guns leveled and flexing their muscles.

With a "thud," he fell to the ground, pressing his belly firmly against the floor, not daring to move an inch.

Listen carefully to the bullets—no, the shells—whistling overhead.

It's fortunate that this was just an exercise, and they used practice ammunition. In a real war, if the anti-aircraft guns were laid flat, they could sweep a crowd into a cloud of blood mist.

As for the mechanized infantry firepower that was lying in ambush on the other side of the blocking line and had already advanced to the rear of the demonstration battalion.

It was then targeted by 12 scattered Type 99 tanks and their gun turrets.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh.
Dozens of artillery-launched missiles rained down on the crowd.

Countless enemy mechanized infantrymen were blown up so badly they couldn't even tell which way was north, south, east, or west after only one round of attack.

"Holy crap, their tanks can launch missiles too?"

"Damn it, is there no justice left?"

A mechanized infantry private stared dumbfounded at the smoke rising from his body, feeling indignant. This guy clearly hadn't been watching the 99 military parade properly.

But yes.

As a strategic assault division of the military region, they were already on combat readiness during the parade, so they wouldn't have had a chance to watch it.

They had just finished their combat readiness exercises and hadn't even had a chance to watch the live broadcast before being dragged to the battlefield. Of course, they had never seen a tank that could launch missiles before.

The Type 99 can not only launch artillery-launched missiles, but also has a 7.62mm coaxial machine gun and a 12.7mm anti-aircraft machine gun at the top.

This thing is not afraid of being attacked by mechanized infantry from hundreds of meters away.

The 188th Division's strategy of concealing its troops was once again met with concentrated slaughter, and the mechanized infantry firepower on its flanks and rear suffered extremely heavy losses.

The war had barely begun when the casualties had already reached over a hundred.

They forcefully halted the enemy's encirclement and offensive.

The entire battlefield was enveloped in the smell of gunpowder.

front.

The operations staff stared intently at the green radar screen, watching dozens of enemy dots advance frantically in echelons.

"Calling to the enemy base, enemy aircraft are approaching our airspace, 23 kilometers away, altitude 300 meters, latitude and longitude coordinates 54.12 minutes/71.39 minutes."

"The mantis nest has been received!"

Chen Mo grabbed the radio and quickly gave the order: "Electronic countermeasures team, it's up to you."

"Air defense company, anti-aircraft gun platoon, missile platoon, it's your turn to test your firepower."

"Air defense company received!"

Company Commander Feng Xiaodong grinned broadly. During these daily training sessions, there was nothing for the air defense company. Even when they went to Hedong for training, the only thing they could do was try out the anti-aircraft guns.

The HQ-7B has never had the chance to be deployed.

Now, facing the 188th Division's drone swarm and the assembled helicopter squadron, it's finally their turn to show off their power.

In fact, the Type 90 anti-aircraft gun platoon can completely lock onto these helicopters and drones with the AF902 fire control radar, which can extend up to 25 kilometers.

The 23-kilometer mark has been brought into the operational range.

But the Hongqi air defense missile vehicle can't just sit idle like a king; it needs to be taken out for a spin sometimes.

Feng Xiaodong personally took action, inputting motion coordinates into the computer, linking the HQ-7B tactical missile, activating enemy-or-foe identification and tracking, and having the tactical missile's firing parameters automatically adjusted by the Wild Dog command system, with the "crosshair" aligned with the light spot representing the enemy helicopter on the radar screen.

"Reporting to the mantis's lair, missile aerial calculations are complete, parameters are set, and strike preparations are complete. Requesting firing orders."

The Hongqi missile vehicle is, after all, a major weapon for the entire battalion, and it cannot be entirely controlled by the fire control system. Launching and deploying it require confirmation from the highest-ranking commander at the battalion level, with at least two rounds of instructions.

"Approved order: Inform the Army Aviation detachment to begin the countdown to assist in air combat."

"Roger that!"

"The army aviation detachment assisted in air combat."

After ending the communication, the sergeant, who was operating the missile vehicle, pressed the red button.

Followed by.

The sound of missiles launching could be heard on the battalion's public radio communication channel.

"Ground launch countdown: five, four, three, vehicle, one, missile launch! Launch! Fire!"

boom!
The Hongqi tactical missile took off, and after completing a near-vertical climb, the rocket-propelled missile suddenly accelerated horizontally at a 55-degree angle to the ground, reaching a thunderous speed of nearly Mach 2.4. In the blink of an eye, it destroyed several helicopters more than 20 kilometers away.

The pilots of the 188th Division Helicopter Squadron didn't even see what was coming at them. Several helicopters around them were all triggered and damaged, and the laser simulation device kept alerting them.

"Holy crap? Anti-aircraft missiles shooting down drones? Are you guys even human?"

"I'm not a Japanese soldier, fuck!!!"

The enemy pilot cursed loudly.

This thing is a weapon designed to shoot down fighter jets. Using it to shoot down helicopters is just a laser simulation used in the exercise; it's not a real kill.

Otherwise, he wouldn't even have the chance to swear.

Even at a range of over 20 kilometers, before the missile launch could be detected, the aircraft would be completely overwhelmed, and the entire plane and its crew would be torn apart.

Even the army aviation detachment on the demonstration battalion was a bit confused. The order just now told them to assist in the air combat. Assist in what?
Assisting with missiles?
We didn't even see the missile clearly, and the helicopter didn't have time to turn and adjust before the missile hurtled right into the enemy's face.

What merit or ability do we have to assist the Hongqi air defense missile?
“So cool!!”

Air defense company commander Feng Xiaodong's eyes lit up. Seeing that a single missile could take down several helicopters, he was extremely excited. He rubbed his hands together and shouted into the radio, "Calling the mantis nest, the strike effect is significant, requesting permission to continue the attack!"

Chen Mo sat in the command vehicle, listening to the air defense company's request, and a few black lines appeared on his forehead.

Damn, one test shot is enough. If we fire again, those old men in the military region will probably bombard him with missiles after the exercise ends.

Isn't this just a complete spendthrift?

To be honest, Chen Mo had never seen the effect of anti-aircraft missiles hitting helicopters before; he was just trying it out during this exercise.

According to the military's promotion system, it's not unreasonable to prevent young commanders from holding too high a rank. Even someone like Chen Mo, who is no longer young, dared to test missiles.

If he were younger, he would probably be even bolder.

Two shots would probably wipe out a whole main battle division's food budget for a month.

"Anti-aircraft artillery platoon, prepare to keep all enemy aerial targets at least three kilometers away."

Chen Mo ignored the air defense company commander's eager application.

Just as he was about to turn around and ask Wang Jianbin how the electronic warfare preparations were going, he saw Old Wang suddenly straighten up, a relieved smile on his face.

Before Chen Mo could ask,

The drones of the 188th Division, which were flying at high speed, suddenly stopped flying and became suspended in mid-air. At the same time, the electromagnetic communications of the entire 188th Division at the Shixiang firing range were paralyzed, the radar was severely interfered with, and the drones lost their connection.

do not forget.

Today's demonstration battalion, in terms of electronic warfare technology, dares to say they are second to none in the entire army, and probably no other unit dares to claim to be first.

The first batch of 43 people from the Academy of Sciences were all experts in electronic warfare, including intrusion and jamming.

Last night, another thirty-odd people came. This group consisted of senior engineers specializing in electronic fraud, whose electronic warfare skills were no less advanced than those of the first group.

These people all bring their own equipment to provide support; they don't need to obey the unified command of the demonstration battalion and only focus on practical operation.

Upon detecting the enemy and immediately activating radar, radio, and drones, the seventy-odd men, along with the original nine from the battalion, formed an eighty-man electronic warfare company. The outcome was predictable.

The drone lost connection and instantly betrayed the enemy, turning its fuselage and flying towards them.

The tragedy of the 7th Armored Brigade is being repeated.

The helicopter squadron's radar was jammed, and the few surviving helicopters were still 20 kilometers away from the demonstration battalion. Without radar, they could not determine their exact location, and their speed was reduced by more than half.

Communication was also cut off, and contact between units was lost.

Meanwhile, the communication channels of more than 100 tanks of the 1st Tank Regiment advancing on the ground were also jammed, with only a "buzzing" sound. Such a large group of armored vehicles would be in great danger when maneuvering without radio communication.

Even if officers who are used to radios want to learn from the demonstration battalion, coordinating the movement of various companies using walkie-talkies is beyond their capabilities.

Even walkie-talkie signals are being jammed.

The equipment brought by the people from the Academy of Sciences contained a very strong signal radiation source, and their communication methods far surpassed those of field military equipment.

Silencing an entire division-level unit is not a difficult task at all.

Even the reconnaissance aircraft of the air command had to increase their altitude because the wide-ranging radiation source didn't care who you were and would take you all down.

The main force of the Tank 1st Regiment was stunned.

The tank, which was moving at full speed, had to rely on the tacit cooperation of the veterans to bring it to a steady stop.

Without any communication coordination, more than thirty tanks collided during the braking process alone.

The 2nd Tank Regiment and the Armored Regiment, with a total of more than 400 tanks and infantry fighting vehicles, came to a stop at the same time!

However, they didn't crash into many vehicles, only about a dozen, because the area they covered was large, almost covering most of the stone statue shooting range, and the distance between them was wide.

The artillery regiment and the three missile battalions' communications were also paralyzed. They had just been full of fighting spirit, ready to retaliate and try to use drones to provide coordinates to take out the officers of the demonstration battalion. Now they were all dumbfounded.

They were even further apart, a full forty kilometers.

Without drones, radar, communications, or coordinates, and with the reconnaissance soldiers surrounded at the rear, information simply couldn't get through. To put it bluntly, they couldn't find the enemy at all.

how to spell?
What to fight with?

"Scatter! Everyone scatter!!!"

The officers of the Tanzanian First Regiment ran down from the command vehicle and stood in a slightly larger open space, blowing their whistles and waving their command flags.

His face was pale.

The main force of the entire map is concentrated in one area. The demonstration battalion's drones have passed through this area. Once they stop moving, the distance is still so close.

He didn't even dare to think about what the consequences would be.

"Quickly! Scatter!!!"

But by then it was too late.

Rumble.

A sound came from afar.

The army aviation detachment of the demonstration battalion approached.

Nine Z-9 attack helicopters, spread out in a horizontal line, aimed at the ground tank group of Tank 1 Regiment from several hundred meters away, and fired 57mm rockets.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh.
Boom boom boom.
Flames shot into the sky, and explosions continued. The cadre who had just spoken did not even have a chance to take cover before being hit by the aftershocks of the rockets.

With a "poof," a puff of white smoke came out of the laser simulator.

"Damn it, this guy is a monster."

The cadre who had been shouting seemed to have all his strength drained away in an instant, and he slumped to the ground.

He couldn't understand why the demonstration battalion's electronic warfare technology was so strong. The division and regimental headquarters had repeatedly instructed that before firing the signal flare, the entire division should shut down all communication methods, and even the tanks should not be turned on.

To prevent enemy reconnaissance, the tanks were even covered with canvas to insulate against heat sources, making special camouflage.

By isolating them from heat sources, it is very difficult for satellites to capture their activity trajectories.

They were hoping that once the enemy entered the ambush zone, they could launch a blitzkrieg-style attack from all sides, mobilizing their main forces to catch them completely off guard.

Even the division headquarters said that as long as the blitzkrieg is fast, the ambushing troops will attack first, disrupt the enemy's formation, and give them no time to deploy electronic jamming.

They did exactly as instructed, and everything went smoothly, so why did they repeat the same mistake as the Seventh Brigade?

The sounds around the battlefield seemed to diminish.

Chen Mo learned that the electronic warfare team had once again made a significant contribution, successfully infiltrating and silencing the entire battlefield.

He grinned, a smile that was particularly glaring and arrogant.

I was wondering about that before.

How can such a large unit as the 188th Division command its operations without using drones, radar, or even radio communication?

Laying telephone lines is indeed an option, but that only ensures that communication between the command post and the forward command post is not restricted. When tank groups are deployed, they cannot rely on wired telephones.

Even the worst option is to use a radio.

At first, Chen Mo really thought that the enemy commander was so capable that he could easily defeat him with just his ambush troops. They didn't even turn on the radio.

Unexpectedly.

The enemy discovered their whereabouts and, taking advantage of the encirclement, suddenly activated the division's communication system, aiming to catch them off guard.

Unfortunately, they didn't expect that I had brought in foreign aid, and quite a lot of it.

"The time has come, counterattack!"

Chen Mo chuckled and grabbed the radio: "Order: infantry, tanks, fully cooperate with the blocking line and eliminate all enemy firepower in the rear."

"Received, infantry company!"

"Tank company received!"

"Order: Artillery company, aim at the enemy's main force regiment eight kilometers ahead, and coordinate with the army aviation unit's firepower to destroy them."

"Artillery company received!"

With the battalion commander's order issued.

The infantry and tanks that were originally roaming around the main force of the battalion suddenly turned their guns around and launched an encirclement and annihilation attack on the enemy troops who were causing trouble on the rear and flanks.

Da da da.
Boom boom boom.
Heavy machine guns, light machine guns, smoothbore cannons, and infantry squads, aided by infrared sensors, launched a large-scale counterattack.

Smoke billowed and flames shot everywhere.

The enemy troops that were originally hiding within a 20-kilometer radius had no ability to resist at all.

To maintain concealment, they previously only had individual combat equipment and did not even have infantry fighting vehicles.

Now, the demonstration battalion has cut off their passage to the main force, and the huge stone statue shooting range has become almost the largest slaughterhouse.

A single anti-aircraft gun fired indiscriminately, while more than forty tanks pursued it across the ground, along with an equal number of Type 92 infantry fighting vehicles and Type 89 armored vehicles, surrounding and intercepting it.

The enemy's ambush of nearly two thousand men, the surviving soldiers, had no choice but to continuously retreat, staying away from the demonstration battalion's counterattack.

An attempt to preserve manpower.

The 1st Tank Regiment, with over a hundred tanks, didn't even have time to disperse before being targeted and bombarded by the Demonstration Battalion's self-propelled howitzers and rocket launchers.

Even if some survived.

The tanks had lost their former imposing presence, and without communication, they had lost their most basic ability to coordinate.

The battle report was sent to the division headquarters in the rear.

After hanging up the phone, Ji Congwu, the chief of staff of the 188th Division, looked at Division Commander Tang standing at the entrance of the command post. He opened his mouth, but ultimately could not utter a sound.

Their division headquarters witnessed firsthand how the 7th Brigade was defeated and specifically devised targeted tactics.

They tried to win with a blitzkrieg-style attack, but they never expected that even that wouldn't be enough to suppress a mere battalion-level main force.

"Interference again?"

Tang Haodong asked in a low, languid tone.

"Yes, I have ordered the 2nd Tank Regiment, Armored Regiment, Artillery Regiment, and Howitzer Regiment to disperse and retreat as much as possible."

"Separate the main force."

"Hey!"

"Systemic suppression, we have to admit, times have changed, and we old guys are falling behind."

Tang Haodong sighed. He was a division commander who led the entire staff in devising the tactics.

They couldn't even stop the tactics of a new battalion-level system.

It seems that Chief of Staff Xu Hong of the Military Region was right; giving the demonstration battalion a certain size might just replicate the Desert Storm of yesteryear.

Old Tang never understood why Wang Songhe, who was on the target list, would act so unreservedly in the 184th Regiment of Qinglong Gorge just because of an exercise.

He's over forty years old, and he doesn't care about his reputation. He chases after a young man, yelling and threatening to beat him up.

It's almost become the talk of the town in the entire army.

Previously, Tang Haodong thought it was because Lao Wang's patience was lacking, but now he feels that he himself is also about to lose his temper.

seriously.

Now, let Battalion Commander Chen from the demonstration battalion stand in front of you.

He could hardly guarantee that he wouldn't suppress his anger and go up and kick him a couple of times, damn it, a dignified strategic assault division.

They were suppressed like stray dogs as soon as the war started.

Who wouldn't be angry if they were separated from you?

(End of this chapter)