Military career: Starting with a recruitment letter

Chapter 341 Arrival After a Difficult Journey, Chen Gou's Infamy Spreads Far and Wide

Jia Guoqiang, the commander of the 182nd Regiment, learned by radio that some villagers were blocking the road ahead and shouting for help, seemingly in danger.

He was completely stunned when he heard the news.

How could it be such a coincidence?
The national highway was dug up, which is one thing, but it's almost certain that it was a scheme by the Blue Team.

The other party borrowed the roadblocks from local authorities, and even those authorities didn't know exactly where to dig, so they couldn't find anyone in charge.

We've only just passed through the tunnel, less than an hour into our journey, and we've already run into some fellow villagers blocking our way?
But doubts remain.

Jia Guoqiang dared not delay. The exercise was important, but if he ignored the plea for help from his fellow villagers, he would not be able to get over it in his own mind.

If the higher-ups found out, the division's designation would probably be revoked, and all members would be reassigned on the spot.

It's estimated that even headquarters will send people down to the military region to stay for a year or two to supervise the ideological education work of all units.

This is no joke.

Regiment Commander Jia got out of the command vehicle, called to several officers in the regiment, and then hurriedly ran to the front of the convoy.

We're not even close yet.

From afar, you could see the soldiers from the regiment getting off the vehicles, carrying water bottles and dry rations, distributing them to the villagers.

"what happened?"

"What happened?"

Jia Guoqiang saw that the villagers were dressed in rags, with few pieces of clothing intact, covered in dried mud, and stained with blood.

He looked quite disheveled.

He got really angry.

Jia Guoqiang pushed through the crowd and squatted down in front of an older man, asking with concern, "Fellow villager, what happened?"

"It's collapsed! Several people are trapped, and herds of cattle and sheep are crushed! Leader, save them! Help!!"

The local actors hired by the Blue Team were quite dedicated, perhaps also for fun. With their red eyes filled with urgency, they cried out, "Leaders, please, save them! Save them quickly!!"

"Okay, okay, we'll save them right away!"

"Don't worry, folks, we're here for you."

Based on his own judgment, Jia Guoqiang was convinced that it was not a scheme by the Blue Army. After all, the other side should not have the ability to ask locals to put on this show, right?

If they can stage something like this, then it just shows that the Blue Army has no bottom line and doesn't deserve to wear a uniform.

"Can someone tell me the specifics, and where it is located?"

As Jia Guoqiang asked questions, he turned to the nearby cadres and roared, "What the hell are you all standing there for?! Have the whole regiment assemble!!"

"Bring your tools and be ready to provide assistance at any time."

"Yes!!"

The surrounding soldiers quickly dispersed to issue the notification.

A soldier from the armored engineering company, disguised as a local, stood up somewhat awkwardly in the crowd; his face and hands were covered in abrasions.

These injuries are not fake, nor were they intentional. After all, faking a landslide or a large-scale collapse is not a simple matter.

His body trembled, and with a hint of terror in his eyes, he pointed into the distance: "Leader, it's over there, a few miles away, no, more than ten miles away, no, it's so far away. We were grazing our livestock over there, sheltered from the wind by the mountain, when suddenly the mountain collapsed, burying us all, burying so many of us."

The soldiers who had infiltrated the Blue Army deliberately spoke incoherently, preventing the Red Army from determining the number of people in need of rescue and misleading them as much as possible.

Jia Guoqiang had no doubts.

He quickly patted the other man on the shoulder to reassure him: "Quickly, get the medic to come and bandage the villager's wound."

Based on the descriptions of the group, Commander Jia knew that the affected area was quite large; otherwise, a young man wouldn't have been so frightened.

Without knowing the exact distance or the extent of the disaster, there's no way to provide targeted rescue; the only option is to send as many people as possible.

The entire group had quickly assembled.

Jia Guoqiang instructed the nearby soldiers to take good care of the villagers. Then, he strode over to the nearest company-level unit and shouted, "Comrades, this is an emergency. I hereby announce the suspension of the military exercise. The entire regiment shall set off immediately, carrying rescue equipment, to the disaster area."

“The road is impassable. I order you to rush there as fast as you can. No one is allowed to fall behind or delay. Every second we are faster could save one more person.”

"Attention, everyone! Move out!!!"

Jia Guoqiang roared angrily.

The soldiers of the 182nd Regiment had already heard the notification on the radio and were ready.

Deploy immediately.

No one felt regretful about not being able to participate in the military exercise, and no one complained. All the soldiers carried entrenching tools, shovels, and supplies.

They ran wildly in the direction the leader pointed out.

With such a large area affected, there's no need for anyone to lead the way. Besides, the terrain in this area is rugged and impassable by vehicles, so even if locals lead the way, they can't keep up with the pace of the main group.

The 182nd Regiment has been mobilized.

On National Highway 208, the 183rd Regiment and the artillery regiment following behind them passed by one after another, continuing their maneuver toward their designated location.

After the delay of just over ten minutes, the 183rd Regiment and the Artillery Regiment have completely lost the opportunity to delay the Blue Army for the other main forces of the Red Army.

Let alone starting a war, just being able to reach the designated location smoothly would be considered a stroke of good luck.

After settling the remaining cadres and soldiers, Jia Guoqiang explained the situation to the command headquarters in Erlian City.

He also led a platoon of guards, running towards the disaster area.

. . . . . . . . .

Inside the information command center of the armored regiment.

Chen Mo watched as one of the Red Army regiments concentrated its efforts on the rescue. He grinned. The essence of the tactics of attrition operations lies in the fact that there is no way to counter them.

You have to believe it whether you want to or not.

In such emergencies, unless you contact the local authorities in advance to lead a team to clear the way, you can avoid a lot of false information.

If you encounter it suddenly, you simply can't tell the difference.

The main force of the Red Army that took the national highway was already exhausted and could not possibly reach the designated location before seven o'clock.

do not forget.

Previously, when Chen Mo arranged for the engineering company to be deployed, he had asked them to dig pits and fill them with soil on various small roads to create complicated road conditions.

These sections of road are all on the only routes that the 183rd Regiment and the Artillery Regiment must take, and they are not far apart.

In normal times, a slightly complicated road surface is no problem for the military; they can easily level it in a matter of minutes.

But now.

The Red Army was just a few minutes away from victory; any increase in their speed of movement would be meaningless.

Chen Mo stopped paying attention to the Red Army on the national highway and instead turned his attention to the Red Army that was now traveling by railway and then provincial highway.

The roadblocks set up by the law enforcement team have been mostly removed.

There's nothing we can do about it. Even without Wang Songhe, the division headquarters has its share of capable people.

Today, the Red Army's 181st Regiment, armored regiment, anti-aircraft artillery regiment, and division-level firepower are scattered along several provincial highways and are advancing at full speed.

Originally, the Red Army would have arrived at Zhurihe first via the national highway, but now it has been almost completely disrupted.

On the contrary, the main force that traveled by rail was getting closer and closer to their own positions.

Chen Mo stared at it for a while.

The reduction plan also included a specific "herders' distress call" strategy for this group, but the other side was operating separately and coming from multiple routes.

If the main force is not concentrated, the subsequent plans will be difficult to implement.

It's difficult to stop everyone before 7 o'clock; there will always be troops that manage to avoid our deployment.

After all, the Red Army commanders were not to be underestimated; they always found ways to improve.

"We still have to fight this battle."

Chen Mo shook his head, then walked up to Wang Jianbin.

Old Wang has been jumping around and shouting since morning, trying to pinpoint the Red Army's second command post.

They were busy mobilizing satellites, hacking into cameras along the route, and contacting the reconnaissance troops deployed by the Blue Army.

Be aware of helicopters passing by along the way.

He's been jumping around for six or seven hours now, and he hasn't gotten anything out of it.

After watching for a while, Chen Mo couldn't help but ask, "Have you found the command post? If not, just give up. The other main forces of the Red Army probably can't stop them. They'll probably be able to advance to the Zhuri River. The electronic warfare unit should prepare for battle."

"Don't worry, it's locking down."

Wang Jianbin raised his hand to wipe the cold sweat from his forehead, his eyes fixed on the screen: "The Red Army's second command post has been located in the area of ​​the Second Company. Throughout the afternoon, aside from some necessary areas, the locations of the signal sources that have been frequently appearing in other areas have been locked."

"Soon, give me another hour, and I must capture his hideout."

"Then I wish you success."

Chen Mo responded somewhat indifferently.

At this moment, whether or not the Red Army command post can be destroyed is no longer the most important thing in this battle.

As the saying goes, even a clever cook can't cook without rice. Of the Red Army's main mobile force of more than 10,000 men, only two regiments of their main force actually arrived on the battlefield, which was considered quite formidable.

Even the most capable commander, relying on only two regiments, would be delusional to think he could attack Zhurihe and defeat the Ironclad Regiment.

Therefore, it wouldn't matter if Wang Jianbin had another hour.

The Blue Team is fully capable of reacting in the shortest possible time.

Actually, this kid's obsession with the Red Army command post was entirely influenced by the reconnaissance company's actions.

A veteran reconnaissance soldier inadvertently discovered the enemy command post using a Silver Sword drone, and did so by locking onto it via communications, completely stealing the expertise of the electronic warfare unit.

Old Wang is such a competitive rascal.

Naturally, they need to demonstrate their capabilities to solidify the status of their electronic warfare unit.

Chen Mo didn't bother with him.

Standing behind Wang Jianbin, I watched him move away three silver swords and then arrange for reconnaissance soldiers who had returned from various places to enter all areas within Erlian City where high-frequency signals appeared and investigate them one by one.

Chen Mo stared at it for a while longer.

Let's continue to look at the Red Army's progress in other areas.

. . . . . . . . .

1 PM on January 31st.

The soldiers of the 182nd Regiment continued their frantic run, but the Blue Army's attention was no longer on them; in any case, it was impossible for the enemy to reach the battlefield.

After the main force of the 183rd Regiment and the artillery regiment left National Highway 208, they entered a small road only to have the road surface dug up by the Blue Army's engineer company completely destroyed.

What you see.

There were potholes of all sizes everywhere, which severely hampered the troops' movement. The main force managed to fill in some of the deep potholes that were hindering their advance, but they hadn't gone very far yet.

On the way, we came across the soil from the pits that had been dug earlier, and the soil that had been transported over was piled up into mounds.

The densely packed formations resembled a series of small graves. Tracked armored vehicles could still pass through, but other convoys could not advance.

At this moment, the destination is still more than 80 kilometers away, according to the map.

There was less than an hour left until the deadline.

Finished!

The officers of the 183rd Regiment and the Artillery Regiment were seething with hatred as they watched their maneuver routes being disrupted.

Everywhere you look, there are swear words cursing the Blues for being inhuman.

On the director's side.

Wang Songhe was equally dumbfounded as he watched the footage transmitted from the reconnaissance plane. He had always thought he had a high opinion of the Blue Army's tactical control.

Facing this enemy.

He asked himself if he had ever underestimated it, but always valued it.

Last night, the command post was destroyed by the Blue Army. Old Wang felt resentful and unhappy. It would be impossible for him not to have any emotions.

But now, Wang Songhe's heart is indeed not much agitated.

Ask yourself.

If he were in command, could he handle this situation better?
The answer is, it's basically impossible.

Unless you know about the attrition tactic from the beginning and have a targeted countermeasure, it's not so bad.

However, if it happens suddenly, no one can completely and effectively avoid it.

Before the battle even began and before the troops arrived, half of the main force had already been wiped out, and some of the remaining troops were also blocked.

Wang Songhe sighed heavily, sat listlessly in his chair, and didn't want to move.

At this moment, even getting angry is a luxury for him.

Although he had already guessed that he would lose, he still couldn't accept it when the time came.

The main question is, how do we accept this?

How should we accept this?

Information technology reform, whether for primary or secondary combat, has its own combat functions.

in other words.

Functions plus firepower equals tactical organization, or rather, strategic organization.

The six regiments of the 61st Division, working in coordination with the information battalion for so long, have achieved peak inter-service collaboration by using high-speed communication.

However, training is training after all, and everything must be based on the data from the exercise. After all, the performance in regular training may be greatly affected by various unforeseen circumstances on the battlefield.

Operation Spring Thunder aims to generate detailed data as a report card for the Jincheng Military Region's experiment, which will then be submitted to headquarters as supplementary operational experimental data for reference.

The war hasn't even started yet.

The 182nd Regiment, the 183rd Regiment, and the artillery regiment were forced to withdraw from the battlefield.

Although the Red Army still had the 181st Regiment, the armored regiment, the anti-aircraft artillery regiment, and the division-level direct firepower.

The heavy equipment losses are too great. Without artillery and armored tanks, how can we possibly fight a single battle?

Putting aside the fact that for the past six months, the lack of main forces to adapt to information-based combat has been too severe, making it impossible to obtain detailed data.

The difference between an infantry group and an armored group is much greater than the difference between infantry and cavalry in ancient times. These things are not difficult to understand.

After all, how much does it cost to maintain an infantry squad?

How much does it cost to maintain a Type 96 main battle tank?

Not only does fighting a war cost money, but training also costs money.

Not only are the rockets flying in the sky Mercedes-Benz and BMW, but a helicopter's takeoff and landing costs around three thousand yuan in wear and tear and maintenance.

The entire 61st Division prepared for Operation Spring Thunder for more than half a year. Some heavy-armored battalions could empty a gas station by filling up their tanks once.

Heavy equipment is the core of mechanization, and also the essence of informatization.

Losing half of its heavy equipment, the Red Army division was nothing compared to the veteran informationized armored regiment, and that wouldn't be an exaggeration.

As a support unit, you first need to ensure that your combat units have sufficient firepower, right?

Otherwise, who will you assist in the battle?
Wang Songhe remained silent. The rest of the directors, including Xu Hong, watched the armored regiment busily making arrangements, all speechless.

Operation Spring Thunder!

Xu Hong and Xu Wu'an, one abandoned the annual military exercise site of the Kyoto Military Region and the other left the battlefield of the 47th Army, both came to Zhurihe to see how this battle would be fought.

Everyone expected it to be a very exciting, large-scale contest.

As a result, this is what they were given?

to be frank.

Xu Hong turned his head and glanced at Wang Songhe. He saw that the famous former commander of the Northern Class A Motorized Infantry Division was so worn down by the war that he was sitting there dejectedly, looking resigned to his fate.

Even he felt a pang of sadness for Old Wang.

Having just been promoted in rank, they marched in a grand procession with their old troops toward the Zhuri River, full of high spirits.

But who could have imagined that the command post would be destroyed as soon as the main force was deployed?

He himself became a prisoner.

The main force finally got off the railway and approached the battlefield, but didn't fire a single shot or a single cannon.

The main force of the Red Army was halved.

If someone's tolerance for stress were any lower, they would probably be slamming their fist on the table and cursing.

It's all thanks to Xiao Wang's good temper!

Xu Hong had already guessed that the Red Army had been defeated, and that it was a defeat without any suspense!

But the exercise is not over yet, and the battle must continue.

six thirty.

The main force of the 182nd Regiment responsible for the rescue finally arrived at the disaster area after running for more than an hour and covering more than ten kilometers.

Thousands of soldiers, panting heavily, stared at what was supposed to be a landslide or collapse. It turned out to be just a few small mounds of earth, a dozen meters high, with a large hole dug out from the bottom and a gap blasted out.

It was just a landslide.

The claim that cattle or people were crushed is completely unfounded.

The eyes of the Red Army soldiers were all red; some were angry, and others were aggrieved.

More than an hour, more than ten kilometers, they braved the cold wind, anxious and worried, their lungs felt like they were about to explode, and their legs felt like they were filled with lead and could not move.

Along the way, we also encountered some "kind people" who helped us find our way.

That's it?!
"Ah ...

An old sergeant, unwilling to accept defeat, angrily threw the shovel in his hand to the ground beside him.

boom!
An explosion suddenly rang out.

The veteran sergeant was retired.

But then, when faced with the minefield set up by the Blue Army, the Red Army soldiers who had stopped in their tracks did not retreat.

Instead, groups of people rushed into the minefield.

Boom boom boom boom boom! ! !

The explosions continued, and large numbers of Red Army soldiers were eliminated, but it was no use; more soldiers continued to rush into the minefield.

Have no idea.

Most of the soldiers are young people with fiery tempers.

They would rather die on the battlefield, be blown up by a minefield and be eliminated, than be made a fool of by the Blue Army with just a small trick.

Let the entire regiment be wiped out in battle.

This place is so crappy, it's more than ten kilometers to get back. Who wouldn't be furious?
When Jia Guoqiang, the commander of the 182nd Regiment, rushed to the scene with a group of cadres, he couldn't help but be moved by what he saw.

His face turned ashen, and he angrily cursed, "Blue Dog, Chen Dog, you're a piece of rotten wood, you son of a bitch!"

"You dare call yourself a human being? You deserve to die!!"

He cursed a couple of times in anger.

It was only at this moment that Jia Guoqiang fully understood why, at previous division meetings, Commander Wang would always turn black with anger and grit his teeth whenever the Kyoto Blue Army Battalion was mentioned.

Now, he understands it too.

It's fine to be angry.

As the regimental commander, he had to stand up and maintain morale; otherwise, if the soldiers were allowed to vent their frustrations like this, problems would inevitably arise sooner or later.

Jia Guoqiang threw down his entrenching tool and instructed the officers behind him, "Go, contact the command post and tell them that there's no disaster, that it's just Chen Tugou from the Blue Army lying to me."

"Damn it, a perfectly good exercise was completely messed up by those bastards from the Blue Team."

Commander Jia cursed angrily for a moment, then walked up to the crowd and shouted, "What are you all doing?"

"what!"

"So what if they got tricked by the Blues? What's the big deal?"

"I'm telling you, the best news is that no one was injured, no one encountered any difficulties. For us, it's worth it even if we had to run dozens more kilometers, let alone just ten kilometers!"

"The Blue Army used despicable tactics, and we didn't realize we'd been tricked. That's not shameful, because we are the People's Liberation Army. What's there to be angry about?"

"All company officers, lead your teams to rest in place. The brothers from other regiments will soon be engaged in combat with the Blue Army. What we need to do is wait for the situation on the front lines, not vent our anger here."

"All companies assemble, count heads, and rest in place."

The order has been issued.

Seeing that it was getting dark, Jia Guoqiang found a sheltered spot by himself, took out a cigarette from his pocket, and lit it.

Sit down on the ground.

boom!
Another landmine has been detonated.

As if his pants were on fire, Jia Guoqiang jumped up from the ground and stared blankly at the spot where he had just been sitting, where a landmine was buried and about to explode.

And in the distance, the expressions on the faces of the soldiers looking over.

Poor Commander Jia swallowed the curses he wanted to utter, and just pretended to be calm, waving his hand at the crowd in the distance: "It's okay, rest where you are."

He appeared nonchalant, as if he didn't care at all.

But in his heart, he had already cursed the Blue Army commander eight hundred times.

What a beast! !

What a fucking beast!!

Setting up minefields in disaster areas—how can people be so despicable?

With a cigarette dangling from his mouth, Jia Guoqiang was thinking about how to strangle Chen Gou.

. . . . . . . . . . .

the other side.

Red Army Command Headquarters in Erlian City.

Political Commissar Fang Yong learned that the 182nd Regiment, which had gone to the rescue midway, was also a trap deliberately set by the Blue Army to lure their main force into it.

Political Commissar Fang's face was ashen, a cigarette between his fingers, and he didn't say a word for a long time.

shame!

What a shame! !

The main force of the Red Army marched towards the Zhuri River, while the vanguard of more than 2,000 men hid in various places and were regarded as a surprise attack force, attempting to coordinate with the main force in the rear to build up defensive positions first and encircle and kill the Blue Army.

The command post was located in Jining, giving the impression that a fierce battle was about to take place.

But to everyone's surprise, only one night passed.

The attacking force was ambushed by the Blue Army, its command post was destroyed, and all operational plans were completely disrupted.

The 182nd Regiment, the 183rd Regiment, and the Artillery Regiment were all hampered by the Blue Army's various underhanded tactics, which limited their mobility.

Ultimately, they failed to arrive on time, resulting in the direct loss of three regiments of the Red Army.

Meanwhile, the 181st Regiment, the armored regiment, and the anti-aircraft artillery regiment spent the entire afternoon having their roads blocked by obstacles, leaving at least two battalions of heavily armed troops stranded halfway.

The division's directly subordinate tank battalion and rocket artillery battalion both suffered combat losses.

Currently.

The only ones that could be guaranteed to reach the battlefield were the 181st Regiment and the armored regiment; even the anti-aircraft artillery regiment was tied up.

Nearly 15,000 people rushed to the battlefield beyond the Great Wall, and within a day and a night, 70% were eliminated.

Only four thousand main force members remain, more than half of whom are logistics and non-combat units.

This battle was fought.

Don't say Wang Songhe has lost his spirit.

Fang Yong was almost completely worn down; he had never encountered such a shameless enemy before.

Who the hell would have thought that they would hire villagers to act on the way to deceive the army into going to disaster relief?
Political Commissar Fang had served in the military for over twenty years and had never heard of this tactic before, facing a situation that was almost certain to result in defeat.

Who can still have the will to fight?

Fang Yong sighed and turned to look at the staff officers who were still busy in the distance.

He composed himself and asked calmly, "How many troops have arrived at the designated location so far?"

"report!"

The communications staff officer quickly stood up: "Currently, the entire 181st Regiment of our unit has entered the designated area. The 1st Motorized Infantry Company, 2nd Motorized Infantry Company, 3rd Mechanized Infantry Company, and 4th Tank Company of the Armored Regiment are all in position. The 5th Sniper Company, 6th Tank Company, and 7th Tank Company are ready to launch an attack against the Blue Army."

"The division's reconnaissance battalion, directly subordinate tank battalion, army aviation brigade, and the second and third rocket artillery battalions are all in place."

"Ah."

Fang Yong nodded. "It's been a whole day and night. Finally, some good news has arrived."

He stared at the map and said in a deep voice, "According to the intelligence feedback from the division's reconnaissance battalion, the Blue Army has opened fire on the Zhuri River, preparing for a tough battle with us."

"The enemy's position has a battlefield span of 1,400 meters."

"Due to the severe losses of our main force, we have notified the front line that our unit is to engage in combat. The actual combat strike area should not be too large, but it must be guaranteed to be at least 1,200 meters."

"Order!"

"The 181st Regiment provided support from the rear. The 4th Tank Company of the Armored Regiment, as the center of the triangular spearhead, was responsible for penetrating 400 meters into the middle section of the Blue Army's northern front position. The 6th Tank Company was responsible for 400 meters from the eastern section to the middle section, and the division's tank battalion was responsible for 400 meters in the western section."

"Left and right, hand over to the mechanized infantry company and motorized infantry company, coordinate their movements, be responsible for tank protection, and clear out the Blue Army's individual anti-tank fire teams along the line."

"The order is to carry out the assault in accordance with the tactical assault guidance plan of the 181st Regiment Informationized Battalion Command."

"The safety of the information technology battalion must be guaranteed."

"Let me emphasize our unit's tank damage replenishment mechanism, which revolves around the dynamic phases of the three battlefields and the coordinated management of infantry and tank operations."

"First, when tanks are filling in, they should move at 2/3 of their full speed, while the other tanks should maintain 1/2 of their full speed."

"Secondly, in the first phase, the main force of our three tank battalions and companies will advance in a triangular formation with five tanks per platoon. In the second phase, they will advance in a trapezoidal formation with four tanks per group. In the third phase, they will advance in a three-pronged attack."

"Here, I want to emphasize that in past combat operations, tank damage recovery is an important mechanism for maintaining the movement chain of the formation. In the first phase of handling the large triangular assault formation and the dynamic change to the echelon formation, special attention should be paid to the firepower connection between the three tanks and the secondary tanks. There should be no gaps in the attack, and the Blue Army should not be given a chance to breathe."

"We currently only have one chance to launch a full-scale war."

"Before launching an attack, it is essential to prepare for simultaneous firing actions while covering the enemy positions."

"In addition, the command tanks of the linked units should keep a close eye on the information terminals displaying the combat situation feedback at medium and low altitudes."

Fang Yong spoke with great confidence.

Although he was the political commissar, the commander of the 61st Division was often away from his post in the latter half of the year, and the army was undergoing reforms, so he would take the chief of staff and a group of staff officers with him.

The study focused on the essence of the Blue Army battalion's combat tactics.

Therefore, commanding a small-scale operation is entirely within his capabilities.

But the problem is.

He had only given half of his order when the door to the command room was suddenly kicked open with a loud bang.

Before Fang Yong could even see who it was...

Dozens of hand grenades were thrown in from outside the door with a "whoosh, whoosh, whoosh" sound, and the explosions echoed throughout the room in an instant.

Dust suddenly exploded, filling the entire room.

The old squad leader of the Blue Army battalion, who had just arrested Wang Songhe that morning, held his head high.

Holding an 85-type submachine gun, he stood arrogantly at the door and shouted: "Listen up, Red Army soldiers inside, according to the exercise rules, you have been eliminated."

"Come out here obediently!!"

The old squad leader glanced sideways and smiled, clearly in a good mood.

How could it be wrong?

He had just arrested three Red Army leaders this morning. The electronic warfare unit had just locked onto this area, and the reconnaissance soldiers had discovered from a distance that this place was also the Red Army command post.

The battalion commander specifically asked him to bring his men over.

This is the kind of job he loves doing!

They caught some really big fish.

(End of this chapter)