Military career: Starting with a recruitment letter

Chapter 353 Trapping a turtle in a jar, even the Blue Army isn't without its idiots.

"Night Tiger?"

Zhou Cang, the second platoon leader of the guard battalion, held a gun in his hand.

He walked up to the group of prisoners, kicked Ding Zeliang who was sitting sprawled on the ground, and asked him with great interest.

"Ah."

Old Ding responded weakly, "I've already been arrested, what else is there to say?"

In this desolate wilderness, if they dared to utter a single arrogant word or bare their teeth in protest, they would be in serious trouble.

Ding Zeliang was 100% certain that the elite soldiers of the Blue Army would not mind treating them well with rifle butts.

Even if they don't kill them, they can keep them in bed for days, which is not uncommon in drills.

At times like these, it's best to be pragmatic!
Seeing that the other party had lost their spirit, Zhou Cang indeed had no intention of making things difficult for them any further.

He put away his gun and chuckled, "I find your 61st Division quite interesting. How come you don't remember anything at all?"

"If you just barge in like that, how many times will you have to suffer losses before you learn anything?"

"It's only because our Battalion Commander Chen cares about you that he won't let you use the early warning radar or the Silver Sword. Otherwise, we wouldn't have waited until now; we would have dealt with you long ago."

As Zhou Cang spoke, he also looked very depressed.

Damn it, who would have thought that the infamous Night Tiger would choose to infiltrate near Zhurihe Town?

With such a vast grassland, why choose the most unlikely place to enter?

Their second platoon's task was not to monitor enemy scouts at all, but to monitor the movement of the main force.

Otherwise, they wouldn't have brought a greenhorn to carry out the mission.

who knows.

And yet, it was the greenhorns in the first platoon who made the difference, outshining the entire veteran platoon in the second platoon.

How are we supposed to face a row of people now?
Is it a shame?

Zhou Cang waved his hand impatiently: "Damn it, tie them all up and throw them on the truck to the POW camp."

"Tell all the squads and the brothers of the first, third, fourth, and fifth platoons, as well as the camp reconnaissance squad, that Dead Tiger has entered the target area."

"Each squad shall prepare for the hunt."

After the explanation.

Zhou Cang walked to Li Zhiang's side, raised his hand and patted him on the shoulder, laughing, "Well done, no wonder you're a fellow soldier of Chen Ying, you're awesome."

“You’re the one who captured them. You’ll go back to the POW camp with the vehicle and keep an eye on them. Leave the rest to us.”

"Yes, Platoon Commander!"

Li Zhiang puffed out his chest and responded loudly.

He was completely confused when he made a contribution. Who the hell would have thought that while he was hiding perfectly well, dozens of people would suddenly come and trample over him?

It's the middle of the night, how intrusive!

However, the night tiger chose the wrong direction.

Since the second platoon's mission was to scout the main force on the main road, it meant that the main force of the detachment was stationed for the next dozen or so miles.

And there were hidden sentries everywhere.

The entire Zhurihe Grassland has been divided up by various detachments.

It's not only impossible to sneak in during the day, but it's also unlikely at night.

Since the establishment of the Second-Class Merit Squad, everyone in the entire armored regiment is now planning how to earn merit.

They were clamoring to become the second meritorious class.

Some squads with a large number of veteran sergeants even boasted that they would become first-class merit squads on par with the Blue Army battalion, which was known for its first-class merits.

Units with a high proportion of veterans face fiercer competition, and there are so many spots available for retention that they can be reserved for everyone.

Those that remain can only compete for other things.

It's easy to earn merit and get promoted in the regiment.

Nowadays, anyone who doesn't have a third-class merit award on their person doesn't have much authority when speaking in the Blue Army camp.

. . . . . . . . . .

Ding Zeliang's second team was wiped out.

the other side.

The team led by Xie Yong knew nothing about what was going on.

The team's objective was to head straight for the Zhurihe camp.

Xie Yong had never been to Zhurihe, nor had the Night Tiger Reconnaissance Company, but the 181st Regiment had.

The topographical map and compass of the Zhurihe camp are already available.

According to Xie Yong's attack plan, the first phase of the night raid was to break through from the main gate, side gate, wall, vehicle yard, and behind the barracks canteen.

First, take out the sentries at the two gates of the Blue Army camp, including the mobile sentries and the hidden sentries.

In the second phase, they stole the Blue Army's battalion flag and planted 15 tactical bombs at designated locations.

The third stage involves decapitation while simultaneously carrying out an explosion.

These were all operational plans formulated by Xie Yong after reviewing the terrain map of the Blue Army's camp area.

To ensure the plan could be implemented smoothly and to reduce the risk of exposure, Xie Yong initially planned to divide Team One into five smaller teams.

Each team of eight people will carry out the first phase of the mission.

After traveling for a while, Xie Yong found that the weather in the border region was too abnormal, with low visibility being one problem.

Even the compass is malfunctioning, with slight discrepancies in direction.

It wouldn't be a problem under normal circumstances.

There are many ways to determine direction, and you don't have to rely entirely on a compass, but this is the vast grassland.

With no sun, no landmarks, not even a big tree, it was impossible to tell which way to go.

To avoid any accidents.

Xie Yong had no choice but to abandon his plan to advance as a separate team.

He personally led a team of soldiers, adjusting their compasses as they advanced.

Inside the information command center of the armored regiment.

Cheng Dong, Man Xuexi, Wang Jianbin, Hou Zhanye (the reconnaissance company commander), and Zhang Chuan (the guard battalion commander) – none of them rested.

They kept a close eye on the movements of the Night Tiger Reconnaissance Company.

After one of the night tiger squads was captured around 2 a.m., the information command center received notification of the 182nd Regiment's secret infiltration.

In the beginning, upon receiving this news...

This made Zhang Chuan, the captain of the guard battalion, extremely happy.

He ordered the first platoon to be on standby at any time, ready to act if any of the squad's sentries discovered any trace of the Night Tiger.

The guard platoon, composed of members of the Arrows Guard, would immediately set out to hunt them down under cover of night.

Can be used over time.

The trail was discovered, but a series of actions were indefinitely put on hold.

There is no other reason.

The main problem was that Cheng Dong and his team spent most of the night planning, but still couldn't figure out what the Night Tiger's purpose was in coming.

If you say they were there to scout out the detachment's location, then the enemy passed by multiple locations, even walking right past the sentries, without stopping for a moment.

This behavior doesn't seem like it was for reconnaissance purposes.

To say that they were planning a surprise attack on the camp.

That's even more wrong.

The group's direction became increasingly erratic. Initially, it seemed they were heading straight for the camp, but as the sentries continued to report their movements...

In addition, the other party kept making adjustments.

The Night Tigers' men went further and further away, almost reaching the border wall of Genghis Khan.

If you continue walking, you will reach the Wudeng Grassland area, which is nearly 20 kilometers away from the camp.

"No, these guys came to Zhurihe fully armed in the middle of the night, are they here to hunt some wild game?"

Cheng Dong scratched his head; judging from his expression, he seemed quite puzzled by Night Tiger's purpose.

"It shouldn't be. These guys aren't interested in the detachment's location, so they must be planning to attack the camp," Man Xuexi analyzed with a frown.

However, he wasn't entirely sure.

The main problem is that whoever is fighting, the target location can deviate from the actual route by more than ten kilometers.

That's really outrageous.

Even Zhang Chuan, who was full of enthusiasm before the battle and wanted to fight Night Tiger to the death, was now sitting in his chair yawning repeatedly, having lost his interest.

Unable to understand the enemy's objectives, the hunting operation that the platoon had been preparing for most of the day could not be carried out.

Because they simply couldn't keep up with the enemy's pace, their direction of movement was too random and amateurish.

Should we still pay them any attention?

Cheng Dong turned to look at the officers in the command room: "It's almost four o'clock now, and there's only a little over an hour left until dawn."

"In such a short time, even if the Night Tiger changes direction, it's impossible for it to get here in time."

"If nothing unexpected happens, they will leave the Wudeng Grassland and even the Zhuri River after dawn."

"No!" Man Xuexi felt worse than if he had been killed when he heard that the enemy was to be let go.

He immediately shouted, "The Night Tigers' men are here, there's no reason not to entertain them."

“We can’t let them go. If you ask me, we should throw them all into a prisoner-of-war camp and lock them up for ten days or half a month first.”

"If a scholar encountered this situation, how would he handle it?" Wang Jianbin raised his hand to push up his glasses and looked at everyone with a serious expression.

But this kind of problem.

The people present were unsure how to respond.

seriously.

Since its inception, the Blue Army has never encountered a weak enemy.

They had never seen anything like the Night Tiger Reconnaissance Company, which operated haphazardly and aimlessly on the battlefield.

While everyone was stunned.

Chen Mo put on his coat and walked into the information command room. He went to bed early and returned to his dormitory before ten o'clock.

I slept for five or six hours straight, because I was worried about the combat training.

I only decided to come and check after I woke up in the middle of the night.

Seeing that there were more than a dozen officers and staff standing in the command room, all looking very energetic, he was taken aback.

"What are you doing standing still?"

"If you have nothing to do, go take turns sleeping. Do you think your body belongs to someone else? How dare you stay up like this?"

Chen Mo glanced around and asked, somewhat puzzled.

They saw the scholar approaching.

The group of people who had been at a loss immediately gave a detailed report on how the Night Tiger had infiltrated the Zhuri River.

They learned that one of the scouts had reached the vicinity of Genghis Khan's border wall, which is the area where signal towers were later built and where "they marched from here to the battlefield."

Chen Mo was speechless.

What is this for?
"Battalion Commander, are we still going to manage this squad?" Man Xuexi ran over excitedly.

"Sure, if we don't take care of them, I'm afraid they'll go back to Longxi again."

Chen Mo raised his hand and patted his forehead, then turned to Hou Zhanye: "Old Hou, arrange for a group of veterans to change their ranks to two stripes, and mix in a few with one stripe as well."

"The convoy, disguised as a supply train, passed by the enemy and 'picked them up'."

"Remember, acting must be natural."

"Yes!"

Hou Zhanye grinned and turned to go out to make arrangements.

Chen Mo then looked at Zhang Chuan and instructed him, "Later, arrange for sentries at all the entrances to the garrison. When the convoy returns, stop them outside."

“When our own people enter the camp, we read the password and response orders loudly, deliberately so that the Night Tigers can hear us.”

"Let's see how they manage to sneak in."

"The Night Tiger Reconnaissance Company is definitely not weak. I guess it's just that they are unfamiliar with the weather and terrain in the border region and got lost when they first arrived."

"Give them the password and the reply, so we can see exactly how this night tiger attacks and learn from it."

"clear!!"

Upon receiving the order, Zhang Chuan immediately got up and left to make the arrangements.

When faced with such an enemy, those present had absolutely no idea how to deal with it.

Unexpectedly.

Battalion Commander Chen came over and resolved the issue in just a few words.

This will allow us to witness the capabilities of the Night Tiger Reconnaissance Company and keep this enemy firmly under our control.

After arranging the next action plan.

Chen Mo looked outside the command room as the wind howled and yellow sand filled the sky.

I was no longer sleepy.

He himself graduated from the reconnaissance department of the Army Academy and always had some regrets about leaving the Army Academy before finishing his studies.

But if you count the time, his two old classmates, Xie Yong and Ding Zeliang, should have graduated by now.

This time, let's just see what these two old comrades-in-arms are capable of.

. . . .

Near Chagan Aobao Mountain.

A squad of Night Tigers reconnaissance soldiers, led by Xie Yong, are on a forced march.

But the further he went, the more restless Xie Yong became.

According to the map.

There were no mountains near the Blue Army's camp, and according to the compass, their direction was correct, but the terrain was getting increasingly strange.

"stop!"

Xie Yong, who was marching at full speed, raised his hand to stop the squad from advancing: "Rest where you are and stay alert!"

After the explanation.

Xie Yong quickly turned on his tactical flashlight, lay down on the ground, and, based on the terrain he had just passed, barely began to determine his own position.

Because it was so dark and the sandstorm was so strong, the beam of the tactical flashlight couldn't penetrate very far, so there was no fear of being exposed.

He lay on the ground, using his backpack to block out some of the light source and the strong wind, and studied it for a long time before he could barely confirm that they had gone astray again.

"Oh shit!"

"The sandstorm outside the Great Wall affects the magnetic field, and we've ended up in the heart of the Zhuri River." "We're a full fourteen kilometers away from the Blue Army's camp."

Xie Yong's face turned ashen; he was extremely annoyed.

After all, war is all about efficiency.

However, the terrain here was too unfamiliar, and the magnetic field was affected, which greatly limited their judgment.

"Platoon leader, what should we do? Should we make adjustments now?" a veteran squad leader asked from the side.

Hear the words.

Xie Yong shook his head slightly: "It's no use. Even if we adjust, the effects of the sandstorm will still be there, and we'll definitely deviate from the course if we continue."

"We've been making adjustments the whole way here, but there were no terrain markers, so we didn't know how far off we were. It's too late to find out now."

"We won't reach the enemy's camp before dawn."

"We must find a way to hide. We can't figure out the pattern of this weird weather, but the Blue Army has been here for so long. Once it's daytime, they'll probably find our tracks."

"I wonder how Lao Ding is doing. I hope he's alright."

Xie Yong sighed.

Everyone knows that the armored regiment is an information-based unit. Using communications on someone else's turf is like a louse on a bald man's head—it's suicidal.

Therefore, they cannot contact each other via radio.

"Pass down the order, the troops continue forward." Xie Yong was about to give the order to head to the distant mountains to find suitable terrain for rest when...

The soldiers on guard duty in the distance rushed over, squatted down, and said urgently, "Platoon leader, there's a situation."

"A convoy of transport vehicles is coming from the southwest."

"what?!"

Xie Yong quickly turned off his tactical flashlight, his brows furrowed tightly.

There's always something fishy going on when things seem unusual. They've been lingering here for so long, constantly circling around the Blue Army's camp.

I've never seen a convoy before.

Furthermore, who would send out transport vehicles in the middle of the night?
It's not an exercise. The main force of the 182nd Regiment won't arrive until the afternoon at the earliest. How many supplies can't be transported during the day?

Why did the convoy appear the moment they stopped?

"Pass the word: Prepare for battle!!!"

"Yes!"

Xie Yong issued the order.

More than forty veterans from the Night Tiger Reconnaissance Company quickly dispersed, found cover nearby, set up squad machine gun positions, spread out their battle lines, locked their guns, and loaded bullets.

A faint smell of gunpowder mingled with the howling wind.

Within the sights of the ambushing soldiers.

A row of six covered 142 transport trucks slowly passed through the middle of their ambush zone.

Xie Yong stared at the vehicle, observing its movement. It didn't seem to be carrying supplies. His gaze sharpened, and he was about to pull the trigger first when...

The vehicle at the front of the line suddenly slammed on its brakes, and came to a stop with a creak.

The convoy following behind also stopped.

Despite his heightened vigilance, Xie Yong, upon seeing this situation, did not pull the trigger but instead looked puzzled.

If the enemy had truly discovered them, they shouldn't have stopped their car within the ambush zone.

What kind of reckless soldier would do something like this?
Aside from roe deer, I've never seen anything so stupid.

The vehicle stopped.

The door of the first vehicle opened, and a private, hunched over, took out a tactical flashlight and shone it around the area.

This caused the members of the Night Tigers who were lying in ambush to duck and hide.

Fortunately, the private only glanced around and didn't find anything unusual. He then walked to the driver's seat of the vehicle next to him and slapped the door a few times, saying, "Damn it, get out and come with me to the toilet."

"It's so dark, it's actually a bit scary."

"This is the only place that offers shelter from the wind. Let's hurry up and take care of this. Once we get to the camp, we probably won't have time to go to the outhouse after we open the warehouse and load the supplies."

When he shouted that, the drivers of the other cars got out of their vehicles.

These people were mostly privates first class, and some of the ones pulling the vehicle were even privates.

A group of people swaggered past Xie Yong and his group, occasionally grumbling under their breath.

"Those damn old soldiers, all they know how to do is bully us newbies. Damn it, they're making us go to the camp warehouse to get supplies in the middle of the night, why don't they go?"

"Sigh, what can I do? Our unit has the most veterans, so I just have to endure it. Damn it, the whole squad is full of sergeants, and I'm the only private first class. If I don't do this job, who will?"

"I can't take it anymore. I'll leave after two years. I don't want to see those old bastards' faces for even a minute longer. They're so damn bullying. They don't even wash their underwear. I have to wash it for them."

"What's that compared to what you've got? I'm in charge of all the socks and hygiene for the whole class. Damn it, even the mending and patching of military uniforms have to be done by taking them off my uniform. I'm going to file a complaint after the New Year."

"Count me in if you're going to complain, let's all go see the instructor."

The sound gradually faded away, and a group of privates and corporals walked ten meters away and stood in a row to urinate beside a dirt slope.

After listening to all the complaints, Xie Yong was completely bewildered by the group of people.

No.

Is the Blue Army camp of Dog Scholar really that problematic?
How can you bully a newcomer to this extent?

Is it too absurd to have privates and corporals run out to transport supplies?
No, bah!

How that scholar leads his troops is his business; we're at war right now.

Xie Yong realized what was happening. He looked at the military vehicles parked in the distance, then at the group of soldiers who had gotten out of the vehicles—privates first class.

I feel like everything is wrong, but at the same time, it all seems reasonable.

He had an impulse to have all the men of Night Tiger's team get into their vehicles and use the other team's convoy to enter the camp.

They planned to launch a surprise attack on the Blue Army's camp when the opportunity arose.

Because right now, this is the only effective method, and it will allow us to arrive before dawn.

But Xie Yong was a veteran after all, and he was quite vigilant. He sensed something was wrong, but he didn't rush to give the order.

Just as Platoon Leader Xie was hesitating.

The soldiers who were just urinating a moment ago are now gathered together behind the earthen slope, shielding each other from the wind, lighting cigarettes, and bragging and smoking as if no one else is around.

He was hissing and puffing out smoke, completely unaware of the situation on the other side of the vehicle.

"What the hell?"

Xie Yong's brows furrowed into a knot.

Honestly, if there had been even one sergeant in that group, he would have opened fire immediately.

Because veterans are usually very vigilant, it's impossible for them to pass through an encirclement without noticing anything.

But when faced with these privates and corporals, he hesitated.

"Why do I keep feeling like these soldiers are putting on a show for us?"

Xie Yong lowered his voice, his eyes full of doubt.

Upon hearing this, a Night Tiger veteran who was lying prostrate on the ground grinned and said, "Platoon Leader Xie, I'm not trying to impress you. You just came back from school and don't know the Blue Army's configuration."

"That is the only informationized battalion in the seven military regions. There are plenty of sergeants at the third, fourth, and even fifth level, and several officers who graduated from military academies. There are three or four hundred of them."

"Even if we second-level sergeants enter the Blue Army camp, we're basically the same as raw recruits, and our treatment won't be much better."

"Not to mention the privates and soldiers with two cleats, their lives are probably even harder. These few are probably the national treasures of the whole battalion, so it's normal for them to be bullied."

"Oh, that's how it is!"

Xie Yong nodded slightly, watching as the recruits finished their cigarettes and then, still shielding themselves from the wind, prepared to smoke again.

Men's mouths are as loose as an old woman's belt; once they start complaining, it never ends.

He was conflicted.

After gritting his teeth and considering it for a while, he finally decided to get in the car and borrow the Blue Army's convoy to approach the enemy camp.

Xie Yong gestured to the people around him, and one veteran after another passed on information to each other. Before long, they had finished.

More than forty people squeezed into the carriage.

If Xie Yong had some doubts when he first got on the bus, he waited for almost ten minutes after getting on.

The privates in charge of transportation finally finished grumbling, came back, started the vehicle, and drove off without even checking the carriages.

Platoon Leader Xie breathed a sigh of relief.

Everyone says how terrifying the Blue Army camp is, and that the Zhuri River is a devilish city beyond the Great Wall.

The biggest villain in the city is that dog of a scholar; whoever comes here dies.

It seems now.

Rumors are ultimately unreliable. Not everyone in the Blue Army is good; there are still idiots among them.

The soldiers driving the car seemed genuinely unaware.

They drove the convoy all the way to the gate of the armored regiment's camp, about thirty meters away.

It wasn't that they stopped moving forward, but rather that a patrol of soldiers passed by the camp just as the convoy arrived.

The lead soldier pulled back the bolt of his rifle and shouted sternly, "Halt!"

"Password!"

"Armor March!"

"Respond to the order!"

"Constipation!"

Click!

The patrolling veteran put away his weapon and went forward to inspect the cockpit: "Damn it, which unit are you from?"

"Who drives around aimlessly in the middle of the night?"

"Hehe, we're all rocket artillery units. We came early to pick up supplies since we have plenty, so we can avoid queuing during the day."

"Oh, you didn't encounter anything unusual on the way?"

"No, we didn't stop the whole way, we came straight to the camp, there was nothing unusual." The private first class in the driver's seat responded loudly, while secretly winking at the passenger compartment.

What a joke.

These guys were all veterans from the reconnaissance company; the hairs on their bodies stood on end as soon as they got off the vehicle.

Being pointed at by a bunch of guns, how could a veteran reconnaissance soldier not feel anything?

To entice these bastards to get on the bus, they braved the cold wind and smoked for almost twenty minutes straight.

The patrol team realized there were people in the carriage.

He grinned and deliberately took out his walkie-talkie and banged on the trailer several times.

"You've come to pick up supplies, get out of the car and register at the gate. During the combat training, the password hasn't been lifted yet, so we can't let you in."

"Let's talk after we register!"

"Row!"

Xie Yong squatted in the carriage, listening to the commotion outside, and several times he almost couldn't resist jumping out.

This is absolutely fucking torture.

This damn Blue Army camp, where do all these rules come from, with patrols and inspections?

He was terrified that the other party might suddenly inspect the carriage.

Fortunately, the patrol team didn't seem very thorough; they just knocked a few times without checking properly.

While the patrol team was away, the driver and the people holding the car went to register.

Xie Yong led his team off the train and quietly retreated to a more distant location to lie in ambush.

However, they didn't make much noise, merely moving around the convoy to avoid attracting the attention of nearby sentries.

A group of people were lurking in the shadows.

After careful observation, Xie Yong discovered the pattern of the sentries and the insidious hidden sentries nearby.

A determined smile crept onto his lips.

The Blue Army battalion's layout of the camp was quite cautious and very much in line with battlefield requirements.

Sentinels and patrolmen are a perfect match.

Even sentries have distinctions between visible and hidden positions. If it weren't for a moment when the dim streetlights reflected off the gun, even he would have been fooled.

however.

Even the most skilled hunter cannot outwit a cunning fox.

Xie Yong gave the order in a low voice.

"Attention, all squads."

"Set the watches!"

"The time is 4:20 a.m. Five minutes later, a patrol team will pass by the main gate of the Blue Army camp. Each time they pass by, the patrol team and the gate post will report to confirm that everything is normal. It's getting light, and we don't have time to go to the other gate posts."

"Attention, in six minutes, after they finish reporting for duty and the patrol team leaves, we will move out."

"At the same time, take out the gate guards, sentries, and roving sentries. After taking them out, continue to lie in wait for the next patrol to come, then quickly eliminate them and carry out the second phase of the operation."

"Do you understand?"

"clear!!"

The soldiers of the Night Tiger Reconnaissance Company responded with low growls.

After arranging the tactics, Xie Yong quickly changed his lieutenant's shoulder insignia to private's.

It wasn't just scholars who could impersonate privates; he could too.

He needed to avoid arousing the suspicion of the gatekeeper and make himself noticed by the nearby patrols and sentries.

But it cannot be exposed immediately.

He could only disguise himself as a soldier from the Blue Army's rocket platoon, pretending he hadn't gotten on the vehicle earlier. As long as he attracted the attention of the nearby sentries and could get close to the gate, everything would be fine.

Replace everyone near the main gate with our own people, then eliminate the patrol team, and the entire Blue Army camp will be free of obstacles.

Xie Yong's idea is quite good.

But he didn't notice at all that there were many sentries nearby who would intentionally or unintentionally glance in their direction.

On the third floor of the administration building, Chen Mo, Man Xuexi, Zhang Chuan, and Wang Jianbin were all looking at the infrared thermal imaging screen.

He watched their every move.

The two privates on duty at the main gate were Liu Hai, a veteran from the reconnaissance company, and the other was even more famous.

This is Gao Yuhan, the old squad leader who personally led the team to take down the 61st Division's command post twice not long ago.

That is, the squad leader of the Silver Sword Reconnaissance Squad, Squad 1.

Chen Mo explicitly ordered that the silver sword must not be used without prior notice.

With nothing else to do, Gao Yuhan could only come and stand guard.

(End of this chapter)