Military career: Starting with a recruitment letter

Chapter 342 Ceasefire, This Scene Looks Familiar

In the Erlian area, the Red Army headquarters was located in a bustling urban area.

Helicopters and drones appeared nearby, along with a dozen or so armed soldiers who stormed into one of the houses.

A large crowd of onlookers had gathered around the perimeter.

Time should not be wasted for too long.

The squad leader glanced into the room, and his face immediately darkened.

Damn it, I accidentally threw too many grenades again.

The entire command center is now surrounded by dust from the explosion, making it impossible to see the specific situation.

The veteran sergeant had no choice but to pull back the bolt, his face stern, and said, "Listen up, you guys inside! According to the exercise rules, you've all been eliminated. Line up and come out one by one!"

Fang Yong was arranging the attack plan when he was suddenly attacked by the Blue Army and forced to retreat to his command room.

He was stunned for a long time.

He forcibly suppressed the anger in his chest and the acrid smell of gunpowder.

He wasn't angry at the Blue Army's combat capabilities and decapitation strike ability, but rather at his own pathetic state.

After all, to have reached his level, he must be considered a big shot in the military, right?
Heroes rise and fall with the times, and the years fly by in the battlefield. Grand ambitions and great achievements are discussed in jest, and nothing beats a good drink in this world.

When Fang Yong was young, he also had this indomitable spirit, but this Spring Thunder Operation completely silenced him.

Everyone says times have changed.

But how many of the veterans in the military are truly willing to admit it?

But this time, the Red Army came with fierce might, and suffered repeated setbacks. The command post and the vanguard were wiped out time and time again, and many battle situations had exceeded their expectations.

A defeat is a defeat.

Losing is easy, but admitting defeat is hard.

Fang Yong sighed. He now understood the feelings that Wang Songhe and Qin Hui had had that morning.

Hearing the urging from the young Blue Army soldiers outside the door.

He waved to disperse some of the dust from the grenade explosion, strode to the deployment map, reached out and took it down, carefully rolled it up and held it in his hand.

He was the first to walk towards the door.

The staff members inside the room gradually got up and came out, some putting down their phones, some turning off their communications, and some shutting down their computers.

How can a defeated general speak of bravery?
Further delays are pointless.

The veteran holding an 85-type submachine gun at the door saw someone coming out and quickly stepped aside.

Under his shocked gaze.

A senior colonel, four lieutenant colonels, and more than a dozen junior colonels came out of the house.

Be good! !
The old squad leader swallowed hard, and his back straightened involuntarily.

There's no way to bend it; it's too stiff.

In one day, he led the team to catch one one-star, three two-bar fours, four two-bar threes, and more than a dozen two-bar twos.

Anyone would be proud of such an achievement.

Even if their class didn't get the main credit, they could still earn a collective second-class merit just by drinking the soup along with them.

"Hello, Chief!"

The veteran sergeant holstered his rifle and raised his hand in salute!

Fang Yong nodded slightly, expressionless, and said, "Next time there's a capture operation, you can throw fewer grenades. There are less than twenty people in this room. Is your Ironclad Regiment really that rich?"

"Yes, Chief!"

The old squad leader puffed out his chest: "Sir, please forgive me."

"Take them all away, but leave two of them behind. Come with me into the house to check."

The Blue Army soldiers acted swiftly, leading their men and conducting searches.

The division of labor was well-organized and discipline was strict.

As for the advice not to throw grenades, or to throw fewer grenades, the old squad leader didn't take it to heart at all.

It went in with his left ear, didn't even linger in his mind, and went out with his right ear.

Because the battalion commander said so.

Exercises are also a form of war, a war of life and death.

This is the command post, but that doesn't mean the Red Army won't resist. To deal with the enemy, the fastest way is to eliminate them, and the strongest firepower is the right approach.

In other words, the door is too small, so there's not enough room to maneuver.

Otherwise, he was even considering bringing two individual rocket launchers before the attack.

Don't be fooled by the fact that beheading a whole class seems easy; it only takes a few minutes.

But the reason it can be used in these few minutes is...

That was a joint effort by the reconnaissance company and the electronic warfare unit, which searched for six or seven hours, with hundreds of reconnaissance soldiers gathering and conducting reconnaissance in various areas.

Only then could we have taken these few minutes of action.

Softhearted?

Nonsense, that doesn't exist.

The old squad leader ordered his men to take away all the Red Army cadres from the command post. He himself, along with two soldiers, searched the room and, finding nothing amiss,...

That's when we started our return journey.

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the other side.

It arrived at 7 PM on the 31st.

The directing department announced the results of the maneuver and the unit numbers and formations of the participating units on the red and blue public channels.

The formal operation has begun.

Rumble!
Rumble!
Although Fang Yong's battle plan was wiped out before it was fully implemented, the 181st Regiment and the command of the armored regiment were still present.

Intelligence regarding reconnaissance against the Blue Army is also available, so the operational deployment will not change significantly.

The main force of the Blue Army has been preparing for battle near the camp without making any other major moves, and has not even established any decent defensive positions.

The Red Army's heavy engines roared as they arrived at their designated positions.

The movement of mechanized troops caused the earth to tremble and the dark grassland to be illuminated by countless searchlights.

The operation involved armored regiments, divisional reconnaissance battalions, directly subordinate tank battalions, rocket artillery battalions, and helicopter squadrons.

With such a large-scale raid, light control is undoubtedly necessary.

Whoosh whoosh! !

Whoosh whoosh! !

The Red Army's mine-clearing vehicles led the way, continuously deploying magnetic detonators to clear mines in a wide area.

Steel Type 59 (modified), Type 96, and Type 96A followed behind.

As night fell, under the stars and moon, the composite armor plates of the equipment were damp with the scent of dew.

The Red Army soldiers on the move had stern faces. With a gentle rub, small strips of mud could be rubbed off the backs of their bare hands and necks.

They moved from their base, a journey that took more than twenty hours, with the goal of annihilating the Blue Army.

It has finally come true.

However, the Red Army's offensive did not go smoothly. When the main force entered the grassland, neither ground radar nor helicopter radar could pinpoint the location of the Blue Army's group.

Either the radar malfunctions, causing the screen to display garbled text, or the displayed blue force coordinates are completely different from the coordinates obtained by the scouts from a distance.

The difference can be hundreds of meters or even thousands of meters.

This is the function of the reconnaissance jamming vehicle.

It is specifically designed for radar systems and can only be countered by installing anti-jamming devices or upgrading the active phased array radar.

Prior to this, even though the Red Army possessed information-based support capabilities.

In terms of equipment generation, there is still no significant advantage.

The main force of the Red Army at the front is being mobilized.

In the rear, nearly a hundred soldiers from the Electronic Warfare Battalion of the Jincheng Military Region's Information Demonstration Battalion are making every effort to search for the enemy's communications.

The Blue Team's radar is something they currently have no way to deal with, just as Wang Jianbin said.

The active phased array radar deployed by the armored regiment is currently jammed by electronic warfare capabilities that no other special forces brigade possesses, and indeed, none exist globally.

Even if the Chinese Academy of Sciences were to intervene, they could only use reconnaissance jamming vehicles and anti-jamming projectiles to counteract the effects of the early warning radar as much as possible.

The problem is that the Red Army simply doesn't have this equipment, let alone the Blue Army, which also lacks anti-jamming devices.

at this time.

They have already set up their temporary command post at the 181st Regiment, which is 20 kilometers away from Zhurihe Town.

Regiment Commander Yao Wentong was pacing back and forth in the command post, his brow furrowed and his expression anxious.

Now, the command post in the rear has lost contact again.

Our armored regiment has already rushed onto the battlefield, and the division's direct firepower has followed suit.

Only the main force of their 181st Regiment remained stationary, protecting the entire demonstration battalion.

Commander Yao was no longer able to discern what had happened at the command post.

This battle is unpredictable, and the situation is far beyond our control.

Their 61st Division had never fought such a humiliating battle.

Right now, the most important thing is to suppress the Blue Team's information technology capabilities and achieve victory as quickly as possible.

"Still no signal source detected from the Blue Team?"

Commander Yao, with his hands behind his back, looked at the members of the electronic warfare brigade: "We must be quick. The Blue Army's drones have attack capabilities and could lock onto our position at any time."

"The only way to contain the Blue Team's firepower is to disrupt their communications."

"Almost there, Commander. We've figured out the Blue Army's electromagnetic spectrum patterns."

One of the officers from the electronic warfare unit responded.

And the other side.

This is where the Blue Team is stationed.

Outside the camp, rows of armored vehicles were parked neatly, their engines roaring.

The smell of diesel fuel filled the entire camp.

The soldiers in each squad were already ready and waiting for the order to deploy.

But oddly enough.

Apart from those that were still out there, the remaining dozen or so Silver Sword fighters of the Ironclad Regiment showed no signs of being deployed.

The ASN-206 drone also remained quietly on the launch pad.

With the early warning radar activated, the three reconnaissance and jamming vehicles dispersed to different locations and kept rotating.

Faced with the Red Army's large-scale main force entering the grasslands, the command of the armored regiment acted as if nothing was wrong and was in no hurry to fight.

It's not that drones aren't being deployed.

Rather, the war had already broken out, and it was two informationized battalions vying for electromagnetic dominance.

The Red Army's electronic warfare brigade attempted to infiltrate the Blue Army's command system, while the Blue Army's electronic warfare unit, led by Wang Jianbin, began to implement counter-jamming measures.

At this point, whichever side's drones are deployed first, they are very likely to be controlled by the enemy.

Chen Mo wouldn't do something so stupid.

He knew that the Red Army's electronic warfare unit had a large number of men and that their technology was no worse than his own.

Not only did the higher-ups want to see whether the main combat system or the auxiliary combat system was stronger, Chen Mo also wanted to test who was stronger in the struggle for control of the air force.

"Old Wang, can you handle it?"

Chen Mo stood behind Wang Jianbin, watching the guy covered in sweat. Old Wang hadn't rested at all in order to find the Red Army's command post, and now he had to compete with the Red Army for electromagnetic control.

He had been sitting in front of the computer for more than ten hours without moving.

Upon hearing the scholar's question...

Wang Jianbin sneered: "Damn it, don't mention the word 'can't' in front of me. If I can't handle a bunch of younger guys, I'll walk upside down from now on."

"Only one king can be born in the Zhuri River, and that king is the Ironclad Regiment."

"Listen up, brothers in the electronic warfare unit. In three minutes, I will remove all anti-jamming measures, plant the Shut virus in our local area network, and fully open up communications for the Red Army to invade."

"Notify all companies that in one minute our communications will be completely hacked by the Red Army. Just wait one minute, and I'll show you what electronic warfare is all about."

Wang Jianbin's voice carried a hint of obsession.

Chen Mo did not refute. He simply waved his hand and instructed the communications officer to immediately notify the companies outside to avoid losing communication and causing unnecessary panic.

In fact, even without vying for electromagnetic dominance, Chen Mo was confident that he could command the entire battalion to directly confront and eliminate the main force of the Red Army.

However, the advantage will not be very obvious, and the losses on our side will be very heavy.

After all, the Red Army had no other choice now.

Their main force is limited, and it's obvious without even looking that the opponent is adopting a reckless attacking style. With their electromagnetic forces suppressed, it won't be as easy as before.

In electronic warfare, the struggle for electromagnetic dominance is an important dimension of informationized warfare.

The reason why our former opponents were defeated so quickly was that they simply did not understand electronic warfare.

But this time is different.

The Red Army has its own information-based demonstration battalion, and its strength is quite formidable. Once the Blue Army loses its suppression and electromagnetic dominance, it will be able to achieve its goals.

Then the combat power of the entire Ironclad Regiment will drop by at least 50%.

It's that serious.

Losing electromagnetic power is no different from losing air power.

Without the protection of an electronic warfare unit, the military's communication network was like a sieve, allowing the enemy to infiltrate it at will.

If the main force of the Red Army had not been lost along the way, the Red Army would not have made a desperate gamble and would have been able to probe more effectively.

But now.

The enemy launched attacks from different directions, with armored regiments and divisional firepower maneuvering at full speed and dispersing their positions, even abandoning long-range attacks.

The armored regiment charged forward simply because of its superior terrain and powerful coordinated firepower.

There won't be much difference in other aspects.

As Chen Mo issued his order.

All the soldiers in the battalion who were preparing for battle abandoned communication and sat obediently at their posts, waiting for new orders to be issued.

One minute later.

Wang Jianbin began to gradually reduce his anti-jamming measures, showing weakness to the Red Army's electronic warfare brigade.

A buzzing sound began to appear on the entire battalion's communication channels.

Chen Mo picked up a nearby radio and made a few calls, only to find that his communications had been jammed.

Two minutes later.

As Wang Jianbin removed more and more of the means, radio communication almost completely failed.

three minutes.

Snapped!
In the information command room of the armored regiment, more than 20 members of the electronic warfare unit simultaneously stopped their operations, and the entire battalion's communications were successfully jammed and compromised.

"It's done!"

"Success!!!"

Inside the temporary command room of the 181st Regiment of the Red Army.

The electronic warfare battalion commander leading the team excitedly stood up from his chair: "Commander Yao, the Blue Army's communications have been jammed by our side, we can attack with confidence."

"What?!!"

Upon hearing this, Yao Wentong strode to the large LED electronic screen that had been temporarily erected. The screen occupied a total area of ​​sixteen square meters and had multiple sub-screens.

The moment the Blue Team failed to gain control of the electromagnetic spectrum, not only were their communication channels hacked, but even the surveillance cameras within their camp were compromised.

On the large screen, every move within and outside the armored regiment's camp, in every place that could be captured by cameras, was exposed.

Junior officers were wandering around the camp area, sergeants were repeatedly checking tanks, supplies were being inventoried by logistics personnel, and a group of cute female medics carrying medical kits were running around aimlessly.

All of this can be seen clearly.

There was even a soldier who hid behind a tank to urinate, and that was filmed.

Yao Wentong's lips curled up, revealing a hearty smile.

Everyone criticizes the Blue Army's electronic warfare as fierce, but that's because they haven't experienced it themselves. Just experiencing the thrill of having complete control over the enemy's actions is enough.

They will be completely drawn to the methods of information-based warfare.

Of course, hacking into communications and cameras is not for spying.

Inside the temporary command center, number 181.

All the staff officers quickly began analyzing the enemy's basic battalion and company maneuver plans based on the Blue Army's troop deployment.

Tactical weighting was assigned to different units, including which vehicle in the Blue Army convoy was the ammunition truck carrying armor-piercing rounds and which was the supply truck carrying potatoes.

The Red Army staff had clearly divided everything up, providing ample intelligence for the next attack or bombing.

With these, the Red Army could still turn the tide.

Yao Wentong's smile grew wider and wider, and the expressions on the faces of the electronic warfare team members became more and more relaxed.

however.

They were only relaxed for a little over forty seconds.

Things suddenly changed.

One of the soldiers' computers suddenly went black.

"Ok?"

The soldier in charge of operating the computer was stunned for a moment.

"power cut?"

"No."

The Red Army electronic warfare member, after all, came from the Special Forces Brigade of the 184th Regiment of the Jincheng Military Region. He simply looked down and checked the socket, finding no problems.

His expression immediately changed, realizing something was wrong.

"not good!"

"Fuck!!!"

"Turn off the power! Turn off the power for everyone!!!"

However, by the time they realized it, it was too late.

Nearly a hundred computers lined up with black screens, then the screens lit up, turning blue, with lines of white code appearing continuously.

Yao Wentong's bright smile slowly froze.

The captain of the electronic warfare squadron gritted his teeth and said angrily, "Damn it, the Blue Army actually poisoned them?"

"Spreading malware on their own local network?"

"We're in trouble."

Viral War!
This was the first time the Red Army, including the 184th Regiment Special Forces, had encountered each other in an exercise.

"What happened? What poisoning?" Commander Yao roared, his eyes bloodshot.

Although he didn't know the specifics, his intuition told him that it couldn't be anything good.

But the electronic warfare squadron leader didn't have time to respond. While all the computers in the command center were infected, he rushed to the controller and manually disconnected the network.

The information link between the electronic battalion and other military units was severed.

if not.

It wasn't just the command center that was destroyed.

"Commander, we're probably going to lose. The Blue Army is too ruthless; they actually planted a virus on their own local area network."

The captain, pale-faced and still shaken, spoke.

Because he knows.

Now that the Blues have this tactic, their counterattack is likely to begin very soon.

The Red Army's forward troops, without any information or electronic protection, could be easily overwhelmed and killed by the Blue Army.

As it turns out, he was right.

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the other side.

Information-based command center of the armored regiment.

After maintaining a serious expression for over ten hours, Wang Jianbin finally revealed a sinister smile.

"Hahaha, you Red Army bastards, you still dare to fight me? I'll make you suffer!"

"Battalion Commander, we can launch the attack now. I learned about the Shute virus from people at the Academy of Sciences. If we want to remove the virus, we need at least a team of computer experts to come up with a solution. The Red Army will have to wait at least 72 hours to restore its combat capability."

"Seventy-two hours is enough time for our Ironclad Regiment to kill them eight times over."

"Attention, all personnel! Move out!"

Chen Mo didn't listen to Wang Jianbin's boasting; all he knew was that the Red Army had lost the electromagnetic contest.

Then the battle can end.

With the battalion commander's order issued.

Within the Ironclad Regiment, helicopter squadrons, Silver Sword aircraft groups, and 206 drones were all deployed.

It roared through the air.

"Report: The main mobile force of the Red Army on the northern front has been spotted."

"Report: The main force of Red Army mechanized infantry and motorized infantry has been spotted."

"Report: Traces of a Red Army tank battalion have been discovered."

Reports poured in like snowflakes, before the armored regiment's ground forces could even take action.

The Silver Sword aircraft group had reached a distance of 20 kilometers, over several of the Red Army's main forces that were scattered.

"Ground troops, launch a platoon-sized assault, kill!"

Chen Mo issued another order.

He was too lazy to even make detailed battle plans.

The Red Army has lost electromagnetic control, and its communications are currently disrupted. The main forces are unable to communicate effectively, let alone launch coordinated firepower.

Right now, he just wants to train the Blue Army battalion's combat capabilities.

Boom boom boom! !

The final battle has begun.

The Red Army's motorized infantry and mechanized infantry were deployed densely across the battlefield. Their original mission was to protect their own tanks and eliminate the Blue Army's anti-tank teams.

As a result, before they even made contact with the enemy...

It was then locked onto by the Blue Army's self-propelled howitzers and subjected to area bombardment.

In the sky, rockets rained down on the Red Army division's tank battalion.

on the ground.

The Blue Army armored unit was the fastest and encountered the soldiers of the 6th Tank Company of the Red Army armored regiment.

When the two sides met, there was nothing to say.

Even if the Red Army loses communication, the coordination of a company is not so easy to break down.

Twelve Type 96 main battle tanks, arranged in a trapezoidal formation, were deployed in conjunction with a group of infantry for the assault.

Under the cover of armor, the Blue Army mechanized infantry lay down, fired, coordinated, eliminated enemy firing positions, leaped forward, rolled to dodge, threw grenades, and the light and heavy machine guns roared.

Da da da da da.
A hail of bullets flew everywhere.

Both sides were blinded by rage and engaged in close combat, with no logic whatsoever.

But this kind of warfare is fundamentally unfair.

The Red Army's helicopter squadron was locked onto by the Blue Army's Type 90 anti-aircraft guns. In the grassland terrain, once the Red Army lost communication, its radar was also jammed, and it was also unfamiliar with the terrain.

Their pilots couldn't distinguish which of the main forces on the ground were the Red Army and which were the Blue Army.

Even the direction was off, and some had to rely on compasses to return home.

Some of them hadn't even had time to retreat before they were locked onto by the turrets of Type 99 tanks on the ground and directly destroyed.

The rest were chased and strafed by the Type 90 anti-aircraft guns on the ground.

The battlefield gradually descended into chaos.

Battle damage is everywhere and is rising sharply.

Whenever the Red Army sends in replacement tanks from the rear, the Blue Army's Silver Swords will appear and bombard the ground.

Destroy the opponent's last-hitting mechanism.

Seeing that the Blue Army's advance was too rapid, the Red Army cadres, relying on their loud voices, temporarily formed a rifle and grenade squad to focus on suppressing the enemy's infantry and tank advance.

But just as he gathered the grenade launchers, the Blue Army's Z-9 attack helicopters brazenly flew over, blew up the grenade launchers, and then leisurely turned around and flew away.

The entire battlefield was controlled by the Blue Army using 206 drones.

Helicopters and Silver Swords serve as the main force for aerial assaults. As long as the Red Army's troops are found to be gathering, they can threaten the Blue Army.

These aerial firepower units would immediately be deployed and ruthlessly destroy everything.

Calling it a battlefield on the vast grasslands is no longer an accurate description.

It's more accurate to say that this place is the backyard enclosed by the armored regiment, specifically used to house the Red Army and provide training opportunities for the Blue Army detachments.

The battlefield, shrouded in smoke, is filled with mockery and injustice.

Inside the director's office.

Wang Songhe watched as Red Army soldiers were eliminated one by one on the battlefield, looking around blankly.

The cadres' angry curses were to no avail.

The electromagnetic contest failed, our side lost communication, and the battle was taking place in a place most familiar to the Blue Army.

Unable to allocate firepower in time, the Blue Army's attack was like a spear with a sharp point, piercing through the entire battlefield.

Darkness, war, and unfamiliarity had already led to a decline in the Red Army's morale.

With the Blue Army's attack helicopter units and attack drones constantly interfering, it was like two thick, muscular sticks stirring up trouble.

Our own positions were loose, and the combat coordination between squads and platoons had dropped to rock bottom. More than 20 minutes into the battle, we hadn't even managed a decent counterattack.

Wang Songhe finally couldn't hold on any longer.

He can accept his soldiers failing, accept being outmatched, and even accept the Blue Team using all sorts of underhanded tactics to eliminate his soldiers.

But he couldn't accept that his men were being treated like lambs to the slaughter, being raised and trained to match the enemy's combat capabilities.

This is no longer a war; this is a disgrace.

"do not fight!"

"Chief of Staff Xu, we're not fighting anymore."

"I demand an immediate ceasefire; the Red Army concedes defeat."

Wang Songhe's eyes were bloodshot as he made a strong demand!

This time, even Xu Wu'an, the commander-in-chief of the 47th Army, did not stop him.

There's really no need to fight anymore.

Our entire armored regiment, along with the division's direct firepower, was divided into several battlefields by the Blue Army.

What's the point of a one-sided massacre?

Even if the 181st Regiment still retains its main force, without electromagnetic power, the 181st Regiment is not much better than the previous 27th Army.

As long as the Blues have time to free up their hands, it's just a matter of one volley.

Xu Hong said nothing, but simply waved his hand to instruct the communications staff to notify the Blue Army to lift the electromagnetic suppression.

Restore Red Army communications.

In order to notify others of the ceasefire.

One minute later, the Blue Team, which had been engaged in fierce fighting, suddenly began a full-scale retreat.

Two minutes later.

A notice from the directing department announced a complete ceasefire within the red and blue public channels.

At this point, the directing department's orders could only command the Blue Army, not a portion of the Red Army.

Spring Thunder military exercises!
The Red Army had been preparing for more than half a year, just to show off their might on the battlefield.

As a result, along the way, they encountered the Blue Team's tactics of crossing the line and targeting them without any conscience.

They were just surrounded and being beaten.

Who are soldiers? They are violent machines, bursting with combat power, and prone to overreacting. It's normal for them to treat this as a life-or-death war.

A dozen or so Red Army veterans, their eyes bloodshot with rage, saw the enemy retreating and, gripping their Type 81 rifles, chased after them relentlessly.

A dozen or so men ran out of bullets and their minds gradually calmed down.

But there was another one who, even after running out of bullets, refused to give up, clinging to his Type 81 rifle with a bayonet fixed, and continued to chase after them.

The Red Army soldiers realized something was wrong and hurriedly shouted from behind, while chasing after them to try to stop them, but they dared not get too close.

The Blues were also taken aback by this scene.

Fortunately, the Blue Team has many veterans and this isn't the first time they've encountered something like this.

It's not to the point of losing one's sense of proportion.

The political instructor of the mechanized infantry company rushed forward and grabbed the bayonet. Six or seven veteran soldiers from the Blue Army beat the man up and tied him up tightly with their belts.

They were brought back to the camp and put in solitary confinement for two days to clear their heads.

The battle is over.

Chen Mo took a deep breath and came out of the information command room.

Outside, Xu Hong, Xu Wu'an, Wang Songhe, Qin Hui, and Lin Yifeng were standing at the entrance of the camp.

It's quite a coincidence.

Just as Chen Mo emerged, the Red Army's second command post was destroyed, and the helicopters that had been brought back landed.

Political Commissar Fang Yong, holding a map, stepped off the helicopter.

He glanced at the battlefield in the distance where the fighting had ceased, then looked at Wang Songhe and the others.

I immediately guessed the current situation.

But what could he do?

She simply sighed, then fixed her gaze on Chen Mo who was approaching, creating a somewhat awkward atmosphere.

Because he wasn't the only one watching.

Everyone around, including Xu Hong, was staring at this cunning fellow.

Chen Mo's confident stride suddenly faltered, and he stood still.

An ominous premonition rose within me, lingering in my mind.

What the hell.

Why does this scene look so familiar?
It seems that every time I win a battle, I have a feeling that "my life is over."

The problem is, he didn't do anything that would anger both heaven and man this time.

They've always fought in a conventional and straightforward manner.

Chen Mo thought it over carefully and made sure he hadn't offended anyone, adhering to the principle that reason prevails.

He strode to the entrance of the camp and stood in front of several leaders.

(End of this chapter)