Military career: Starting with a recruitment letter

Chapter 329 The Second Ceasefire, Departure for Kyoto

The Red Army was indeed in chaos.

The Silver Swords were deployed en masse, decapitating a large number of command posts. The main force at the front could not contact the rear, and the troops left behind at the rear watched helplessly as their own command posts were destroyed.

Troops began to converge.

However, the radar malfunctioned, communications were blocked, and units were reorganized and split up due to combat operations, which reduced the organizational capabilities of the cadres to a minimum.

The surviving commanders had no choice but to order the communications soldiers to frantically blow whistles to gather the crowd and try to restore order.

Even the rear is in such a state.

The situation ahead is even worse.

The main force of the Red Army, which was deployed on the southern, northern, and eastern fronts for encirclement, was in disarray due to radar failure. They were separated by more than ten kilometers, and as darkness fell, their retreat became chaotic, and they even lost their direction.

Da da da.
Da da da.
More than twenty infantry fighting vehicles from the Blue Army, supported by heavy machine gun crossfire, rushed onto the battlefield.

The rear howitzer and rocket artillery battalions unleashed their firepower, covering the entire sky with grenades; the situation was extremely dire.

On the vast grassland, a spectacular display of machine gun shells streaked across the ground, forming a dense network. In a short time, thousands upon thousands of bullets were rained down.

A ruthless and extravagant fighting style.

Brutal destruction was carried out against all Red Army tactical markers.

The battlefield began to spiral out of control.

The Blue Army soldiers only knew that their side had fewer troops and had gained an advantage, so they had to launch a fierce attack to stabilize their position.

The Red Army soldiers tried to fight back, but communication was impossible, and there was no coordination whatsoever.

Because of the darkness and limited visibility, the tanks dared not move widely, the infantry could not stop the Blue Army's rapid advance, and the artillery could not find their own troops.

Then why bother cracking an egg?

"what happened?"

Is this still a war?

A large conference room at the Kyoto Military Region, hosting a telephone video conference.

A group of people stared at the chaos that followed the start of the battle, secretly marveling, "Goodness, this is no exercise."

Chun Chun staged a massive rout!

The 27th Army's combat effectiveness should not be like this.

The Kyoto Military Region comprises four military districts. Apart from the 63rd Army, which was hampered by informatization due to mechanization reforms, any one of the remaining 27th, 38th, and 65th Armies could be considered a formidable force on its own.
Even 63 isn't bad, it's just not very good at the moment.

What's going on?
The group of people on the scene were somewhat bewildered, and Fu Hongyi, the commander-in-chief of Kyoto, was even more ashen-faced. Clearly, he had not expected that after the ceasefire, he had thought that the Red Army would be able to redeploy and launch a decent counter-offensive.

What the hell is this counterattack?

Tens of thousands of people were beaten up by a few thousand Blue Army soldiers?
"Connect with Yan Zhongyi!!"

Fu Hongyi jumped up from his seat with a "whoosh," ignoring the people watching the video conference. If this tactic continued, it could easily spiral out of control.

There is no time to hesitate.

"Jingle Bell!!"

At the Zhurihe camp, Old Man Yan was also stunned by the Blue Army's fighting power, watching helplessly as the Red Army went from being surrounded to being completely routed within half an hour of the start of the battle.

He only learned after running to the Blue Army's command center and asking in detail that the Red Army's command post, supply dispatch command center, and air force command center had been almost completely destroyed.

Before he could make a decision, the phone in the command center rang.

Old Man Yan strode over to the red landline phone, picked up the receiver with a serious expression, and held it to his ear.

"This is the Zhurihe Camp, and I am Yan Zhongyi."

"You surnamed Yan!! Are you fucking a pig-brain?! Look at the state of the war, and you still haven't declared a ceasefire? Are you looking for death?!"

"Declare a ceasefire immediately, and get your ass over here!!!"

Even through the microphone, the roar made people's eardrums buzz.

Old Man Yan was stunned for a moment. If it were any other time, anyone who dared to curse him like that would have exploded long ago.

Upon hearing Fu Hongyi's voice, his courage instantly shrank to the size of a quail egg, and he straightened his back and solemnly replied, "Yes!"

"I'll deal with you when you get back!"

"By the way, why did the Red Army suddenly collapse?"

The volume on the other end of the line decreased considerably, but the speaker was still suppressing their anger.

This operation was essentially an experiment; there was no directing staff, only a corps commander in charge.

Reconnaissance aircraft and satellites from Kyoto are also observing the battle situation on the front lines.

Without observers or team referees, news of a decapitation strike like the one just now wouldn't get out so quickly.

Old Man Yan had only just learned the details. He hesitated for a moment, glanced at Chen Mo who was looking at him, and said in a deep voice, "Reporting to the Commander-in-Chief, within half an hour of the start of the battle, all the Red Army brigade-level command posts except for the anti-aircraft artillery brigade were beheaded."

"The logistics and supplies dispatch room, the air force command center, and the regimental command headquarters have a kill rate of over 60%."

"What?!!"

This startled even Fu Hongyi.

It should be noted that the Red Army was equivalent to an army group. Such a large main force was beheaded in half an hour, with its command headquarters being destroyed and more than 99% of its senior officers killed.

The intermediate command suffered over 60% casualties.

What is this concept?
Is a desert storm returning?

Without the precedent set by the Desert Storm campaign, probably no one would have believed this outcome.

That's pure nonsense, how could that be possible!

"Cease hostilities immediately, implement a complete ceasefire, and end the exercise."

"Come back and do a battle debriefing."

"Oh, right, bring Chen Mo along."

After Fu Hongyi finished speaking, he hung up the phone with a "click".

Hearing the dial tone from the microphone, Chen Mo reacted quickly, without waiting for Old Man Yan to give an order.

He immediately ordered the communications staff officer of the armored regiment, who was sitting in the command room, "Quickly, shut down the reconnaissance and jamming vehicles."

"Immediately notify all Blue Army units to cease all military operations."

"Yes!"

It wasn't that Chen Mo overstepped his authority, but rather that the matter was urgent.

He simply devised a decapitation plan, using the first five minutes after the start of the battle to scout out which areas of the Red Army had excessively high electromagnetic signal frequencies, and then marked them.

I want to test the power of the Silver Sword mechs.

The reason it wasn't called Dark Sword or Winged Dragon was because he knew that in later generations, these models would be among the most powerful types in the drone family.

He didn't know exactly which model the silver sword was, but he wouldn't interfere until the design was finalized.

But who knew that the silver sword would be so powerful, and the Red Army's command post was practically defenseless, allowing a drone to penetrate deep into their territory.

to be honest.

Even Chen Mo hadn't anticipated that the entire decapitation plan would directly lead to the Red Army's defeat and even the loss of control of the battlefield.

The conflict has reached a point where a ceasefire must be reached as soon as possible.

Otherwise, as darkness falls, the Red Army will lose coordination, and a large-scale exercise accident could very likely occur.

With the order to cease hostilities issued.

The reconnaissance jamming vehicle stopped starting, the early warning radar was turned off, and after receiving the ceasefire order, the Blue Army was stunned for a few seconds, feeling extremely regretful.

They clearly had the upper hand.

As communications were restored, the chaos gradually subsided.

Hearing yet another ceasefire notice, they could guess, though they didn't know the reason, that the exercise was no longer necessary.

Totally defeated!

Those who are defeated don't even have the right to continue fighting, or to be completely wiped out by the Blues.

Inside the Blue Team's command center.

Yan Zhongyi held the microphone, his expression calm, but his heart was in turmoil.

a long time.

He glanced at Chen Mo and said, "Hey, you're such a jinx. Anyone who gets close to you is doomed."

How could a commander-in-chief say such things in front of juniors and other military region officers?

One can imagine how complicated his feelings must have been.

Chen Mo forcibly suppressed the shock in his heart, composed himself, quickly walked to Yan Zhongyi, stood at attention, and saluted: "Commander!"

"What, you've come all this way just to show off your power in front of me?"

Old Man Yan snorted coldly, slammed the receiver onto the phone, and glared at Chen Mo.

"Report, no, I wouldn't dare."

Chen Mo shook his head: "Commander, I just have an idea to report to you."

"Spit it out if you have something to say, damn it! I hate your pretentious way of speaking, just say it!"

Old Man Yan angrily lit a cigarette and sat down in his office chair. The Kyoto Military Region had ordered him to prepare a combat report. How was he supposed to do that?
The entire exercise lasted less than two hours.

The Red Army suffered at least 10,000 casualties, and its command staff was almost wiped out. What do you say about such a battle report?
Is it because his 27th Army is incompetent and its annual military budget is wasted, or is it because Yan is incompetent in managing his troops?
Is this a report being given in Kyoto?
That means you'll get yelled at!

"Sir, please don't be angry."

Chen Mo took a deep breath and said, "Looking at the whole exercise, I found a problem: the achievements of the 27th Army in the third phase of mechanization reform are significantly better than those of the 63rd Army."

"Nonsense!" Old Man Yan squeezed out two words through gritted teeth.

Chen Mo ignored the other party's response and continued, "The reforms have yielded good results, but the drawbacks are also obvious."

"That shows that the Red Army's communications were disrupted on the eastern front, and just now, the main forces on the northern and southern fronts were also disrupted. This shows that the various units are too reliant on radio, radar, and drones."

"Mechanized warfare was only implemented last year, without relying on radar or drones. Even if communications were interfered with, the troops would take corresponding measures."

"Take the 81st Division and the 188th Division for example. They were both disrupted, but their main force never panicked. They would make tactical adjustments in a timely manner with a mechanized mindset."

"Only during this military exercise did the Red Army lose its composure."

"Commander, mechanization is just a process; we will grow stronger step by step. But when we first come into contact with technology, I personally believe we shouldn't rely on it too much, otherwise we'll put the cart before the horse and lose the unit's original advantages." The armored regiment was the first informationized unit, and Chen Mo was its commander.

He felt obligated to point out the flawed thinking within the scope of mechanization, arguing that only when the entire army was strong could the armored regiment have any meaning.

Otherwise, if every military exercise ends in the same way in the future, what's the point of the exercise?

It's not enough for one unit to be strong; the real significance of an armored regiment lies in the strength of the entire field army.

Yan Zhongyi, who was initially dismissive, was eventually moved by the story.

Yes.

Because of the good results achieved in the third phase, and even the second phase of reforms, the military region has begun to allocate more resources to it.

This has led to a situation where, despite the active investment in reforms from top to bottom, the inherent strengths of mechanization have been somewhat overlooked.

The 63rd Army's development was a bit slow.

But are their troops really not very strong in combat?
Perhaps it was because the 63rd Army's mechanization reform was slow, coupled with its proximity to an informationized battalion, that it became clearer that mechanized forces couldn't compete head-on with informationized forces using weapons from the reform phase.

Because these devices represent the advantages of information technology.

Rather than mechanical skills.

With this trip to Kyoto, the battle report is finally ready.

Yan Zhongyi sighed, only then realizing that his generation might really be getting old.

They only think about development and becoming strong. Such a simple question, yet they need a junior to remind them.

"Alright, I'll give you fifteen minutes to arrange the affairs of the regiment. The exercise is over."

"Fiveteen minutes later, come with me to Kyoto."

Old Man Yan waved his hand, got up, and strode out of the command room.

Behind.

Wang Songhe, Wei Jinan, Tang Haodong and the others exchanged glances, all speechless.

Who could have imagined that the final exercise would end in this way?

Wang Songhe could already guess that the armored regiment probably wouldn't have another chance to leave Zhurihe and appear in front of the seven military regions for a while.

The main problem is that their combat power is too strong, ridiculously strong.

Aside from other informationized units that will be formed in the seven military regions and come to try it out, other mechanized units will not come.

Even if they come, the armored regiment can only serve as an outer unit, assisting with transportation and protecting supplies; they cannot be allowed to participate in the battle.

Otherwise, morale would be unstable.

Faced with such a desperate enemy, how many units can hold out?
The exercise was forced to end.

When Chen Mo came out of the command room, there were many Blue Army cadres gathered nearby.

The battle was supposed to start at 5 o'clock, but it was still before 6 o'clock, and the strong winds hadn't stopped, so the fighting stopped again.

"Disperse, everyone. Notify all units to clean up the battlefield, remove the laser simulation devices, and have the logistics department take over the inventory. Await further instructions."

Upon hearing that this ceasefire was not temporary, Cheng Dong strode over, his expression surprised, and asked, "They're not fighting again?"

"Yeah, they're not playing anymore."

Chen Mo nodded. If anyone had any regrets, it was him who felt the most unwilling to accept it.

Commanding the entire Blue Army, tens of thousands of troops, and able to call in air support, it's definitely the size of a main battle division.

The feeling of deploying troops, moving large numbers of soldiers, following orders, and having armored groups clear the way is truly exhilarating.

He couldn't find it either; he finally became a division commander, but the experience period was so short.

If I had known, I would have gone easy on them. Why bother with a decapitation strike? It would have been much better to have gradually destroyed the Red Army's defenses on the main battlefield.

So what? He can at least enjoy being a division commander for a couple of days.

It's also my own fault for not understanding just how ruthless the system's suppression really is.

"Well, I might have to go to Kyoto later, and I can't say exactly when I'll be back."

"We'll arrange for the entire battalion to withdraw later. Weapons and equipment should be concentrated in one area first. Important equipment should be put in tents. If it can't fit, we must keep it confidential and cover it with tarpaulins."

"We'll arrange accommodation in tents for now. As for the camp expansion, I'm going to Kyoto right now, so I'll ask around and see if we can apply for an engineering unit to come and build houses."

"You can arrange the rest. When we arrive at a new place, get all the company instructors involved in organizing activities and providing appropriate relaxation."

"Row."

Cheng Dong laughed and said, "We've won a great victory, and it should be fine for the foreseeable future."

"The environment here is a bit worse, but it's not hard to adapt to. You can go to Kyoto without worry."

Everything in the camp has been arranged properly.

Around 6 p.m., Chen Mo followed Old Man Yan and boarded a Z-8 helicopter from the 27th Army Aviation Regiment, heading straight for Kyoto.

. . . . . . . . .

The Zhurihe exercise ended inexplicably for the ordinary soldiers of the Blue Army.

Even on the Red Army's side, many grassroots units were clueless, because as soon as communications were restored, the Chief of Staff of the 27th Army ordered that the news of the bombing of the command post be strictly prohibited from being disseminated.

My own workplace knows it's nothing, and the impact is still within a controllable range.

But if all units communicated with each other, they would know that within half an hour of the start of the battle, the entire Red Army's high-level command had been beheaded and more than half of the middle-level command had been destroyed.

This will cause unrest among the people.

Therefore, an immediate ceasefire, and prohibiting the public disclosure of the reasons for the ceasefire, is the best solution at present.

The problem is, it's easy to block company-level and battalion-level main forces, but who can block these people in Kyoto?

Scene of a telephone video conference.

When everyone learned that the reason why the Red Army's attack had lost its order and the scene was in chaos was that the Red Army's command post had been premeditatedly and systematically beheaded by the Blue Army.

The scene remained silent for more than a minute.

No one spoke.

"Operation Desert Storm from eight years ago is now affecting us."

After a long silence, Pang Haifeng, the commander-in-chief of the Jincheng Military Region, sighed.

His expression conveyed an indescribable sense of desolation.

Although the armored regiment is their own force, it is still small in number and too small to replicate in large numbers at the moment.

Seeing the powerlessness felt by our own people during Operation Desert Storm was even more intense than seeing it from others.

It's like having a piece of fatty meat right in front of you, but you just can't get a bite.

Moreover, this experiment was full of twists and turns. It was thought that the conclusion had been reached before the ceasefire in the morning, that the proportion of commanders and the proportion of system were equally large.

Unexpectedly.

The battle began in the afternoon, and the gap in equipment technology widened again, making it impossible to fight.

Whether it's a supporting or main war, the issue of scale is inescapable. Is there any point in continuing to argue about it?

As it turns out, not only did they exist, but the disputes were even more intense.

Pang Haifeng had just finished speaking.

Commander-in-Chief Hao Chengwu tapped the conference table with a serious expression: "Old Pang, you're too pessimistic."

"Old Fu, is your armored regiment finally complete? Lend me your battalion commander for a while. You always made excuses to fob me off before, but you won't have any more excuses this time, will you?"

"Lend it to you?"

Fu Hongyi snorted coldly: "You want to ask me for people? No way! Look at yourself! Whether I give you people or not, do I need to give you excuses?"

"Hey! You can't say that." Feng Kaijiang, the commander-in-chief of the Yangcheng Military Region, said calmly, "We have people with expertise in information technology. You can't keep holding onto them forever, can you?"

"Okay, I don't need your battalion commander anymore. Give me ten officers instead. Headquarters requires the establishment of an information-based battalion. We can't just watch you perform a solo act."

"Ha! Ten? Not even half a.

Fu Hongyi slammed his hand on the desk with a "bang," looked up at the large screen displaying a group of old comrades, and sneered, "What are you doing? What are you all doing?"

Are you trying to rob me?

"I'm telling you right now, I'm not taking him back. I won't trade him for anyone else. I'll take this lawsuit all the way to headquarters."

Normally...

Fu Hongyi's words could certainly deter many people, but today, most of the people participating in the video conference were at the same level as him.

We've been comrades-in-arms for many years, so who's afraid of who!
"Hey! Old Fu, don't be so tough. If it really comes down to a lawsuit, you're nothing. I'm not asking for much, just ten cadres, plus one of your command systems. Name your price."

"Ha! You want equipment? If you're so capable, go talk to the Academy of Sciences. I won't give you a single hair."

Fu Hongyi waved his hand and got up to leave.

They are all old comrades-in-arms; cutting off their communications is definitely out of the question, as that would be too blatant.

But surely it's okay if he doesn't stay here?

Amidst the sounds of people slamming tables and cursing, Fu Hongyi strode out of the conference room.

We walked all the way outside.

He finally breathed a sigh of relief and walked towards his office.

We're planning to have someone from headquarters come over to negotiate and provide support.

After all, escaping is only a temporary solution.

He knew very well that the reason why the Xiaocheng experimental system could be suppressed in Jinyang was because even though the armored regiment was powerful, it was still within the reasonable range of acceptance of the major military regions.

It won't escalate to an ugly level.

But now, an entire Red Army command post was beheaded in half an hour.

This already indicates that the information technology experiment has officially entered another level, completely overwhelming mechanization.

Faced with this situation, those old men couldn't sit still and were bound to fight to reach a conclusion.

tonight.

It is destined to be anything but peaceful.

(End of this chapter)