Military career: Starting with a recruitment letter

Chapter 354 The Collapsed Night Tiger, Go Steal Back the Regiment Flag for Me!

There were indeed not many people left at the Blue Army camp. Apart from the commanders at the camp headquarters, only the logistics, reconnaissance company, and some guard battalion personnel remained.

The vast camp appeared extremely empty when observed through the streetlights, with very few patrol teams present.

This also laid the foundation for Xie Yong's surprise attack, which allowed him to capture the Blue Army's battalion flag, plant explosives, and carry out a decapitation strike.

Platoon Leader Xie kept his eyes fixed on the main gate of the camp. As the patrol team passed by, the gatekeeper and the patrol team reported to the duty room to confirm that everything was normal.

They watched as the patrol team disappeared into the night.

Xie Yong took a deep breath; the tactical time was up.

He used sign language to signal his team members to quickly eliminate the Blue Army's mobile sentries and hidden sentries while he was on the move, and then lie in ambush on both sides of the main gate to cooperate with his operation.

everything's ready.

Xie Yong quickly stood up and shouted at the main gate of the camp: "Wait for me, damn it, I fell off the vehicle, didn't you guys notice?"

The sudden shouts indeed attracted the attention of the sentries at the main gate, as well as the hidden and mobile sentries in the surrounding area.

Just when everyone's attention was focused on Xie Yong.

The soldiers of the Night Tiger Reconnaissance Company moved out quickly, like raccoons in the night, keeping their bodies low and rushing towards the sentries' positions at lightning speed.

Liu Hai and Gao Yuhan, who were on duty at the main gate, exchanged a glance, pulled back their gun bolts, and aimed their guns at the approaching person.

"stop!"

"Password!"

"Armor March." Xie Yong quickly stopped in his tracks.

He pretended to be out of breath and pointed into the camp: "Squad leader, I came with those guys from earlier. We were from the rocket launcher unit, here to pick up supplies."

"I just went to the bathroom halfway through, and these bastards abandoned me."

Upon hearing that they were one of their own, and that the password matched, they realized they were on the same side.

Liu Hai and Gao Yuhan simultaneously holstered their guns, not caring whether the other side asked for a reply or not, and moved directly over the roadblock.

Sergeant Gao readily picked up his gun barrel, pointed to the camp area, and said, "Be careful next time. Don't freeze to death outside in the middle of the night. Go inside."

ah? ! !
Go in?!

Xie Yong was a little confused by this sudden release. Damn it, shouldn't we have registered first?
It should be noted that although his rank has changed, his armband is still that of the Night Tiger Company.

As planned, he was to argue with two sentries at a distance from the gate to attract the attention of nearby sentries, while Night Tiger's men attacked the sentries and took their place.

Then you can take over the main gate post.

But now the two sentries simply moved the roadblock aside, and the two were standing very far apart, so he had no chance to get up and argue or fight with them.

Why did the Blue Army change its mind so quickly?

The group of people who drove by earlier had to register and lingered at the entrance for ages, so why was he let through so easily when it was his turn?
Oh shit!

Don't play by the rules!
"You son of a bitch, are you coming in or not? If you don't, you'll freeze to death, you little rascal." Liu Hai urged him impatiently as he saw him standing there without moving.

Without any choice.

Xie Yong could only force a smile and say, "Yes, of course you'll get in, thank you, squad leader."

As he spoke, he strode through the main gate and smoothly entered the Blue Army camp.

As I passed by Liu Hai and Gao Yuhan, those two simpletons didn't even look at me; they were just standing there, straight and guarding.

Platoon Leader Xie felt a slight unease; things had gone too smoothly.

That's right!

It just went too smoothly.

Also, why do those two privates at the gate look so old?
Privates are all 19 or 20-year-old lads, but these two look like they're at least 30.

Is it because the weather in the border region is too extreme that it makes people look extra weathered?

After Xie Yong ran into the camp, he kept his body hidden in the shadows.

As a reconnaissance soldier, he had received long-term professional training, and the ability to utilize the alternation of light and shadow at night had become an instinct ingrained in his bones.

No time to think about it.

The team outside still needed to deal with the sentries and then meet up at the gate, so Xie Yong had to provide adequate cover for the team behind them.

He deliberately walked a little further away, then ran back to the gate and grinned, saying, "Hey, squad leaders, I just remembered that you asked me for the password, but I haven't asked you back yet."

"My command is the Armored March, respond!"

"Constipation!"

Gao Yuhan frowned and turned around, saying, "Why are you making such a fuss?"

Which squad are you in on the Rockets team?

"Damn it, I'm going to complain to your captain."

"No, class monitor, I just suddenly remembered, do we still need to register?"

Xie Yong tried to stall for time as much as possible. When he saw a figure flash by nearby, the shadow was like a cheetah, approaching the main gate step by step.

Since there were no sentries nearby to give warnings, he knew that the people outside had succeeded.

Xie Yong's gaze sharpened.

The look in his eyes as he stared at Gao Yuhan instantly turned fierce.

"Hey, you little rascal, what kind of look is that?"

Gao Yuhan, seemingly oblivious, put away his gun and prepared to shove this arrogant private.

Liu Hai, who was standing guard obediently, heard the rustling of leaves in the night wind nearby.

Liu Hai smiled slightly and deliberately turned his head to look in Gao Yuhan's direction, as if he was attracted by the commotion.

But the moment he turned his head, the Night Tigers seized the opportunity and stood sideways at the intersection of the edge of the dim streetlight and the corner of the wall's reflection.

This is a typical position with both psychological and visual blind spots.

Meanwhile, Xie Yong watched Gao Yuhan walk towards him, his eyes constantly observing the changes in the other man's muscles.

Once he was certain that the other party was merely resentful and had not noticed anything amiss, Xie Yong revealed two large, yellow teeth encased in his lips, and his body muscles suddenly tensed.

"You idiot!"

The voice just fell.

Xie Yong lunged at Liu Hai, who was three meters away from him, because he judged that Gao Yuhan had been angered by him and that a sudden attack would likely catch the other party off guard.

Meanwhile, the sentries on the other side were completely unprepared, making them even more vulnerable to a sneak attack.

As for Gao Yuhan, he would definitely be startled by his own actions, and it would be easier for his teammates to deal with him.

It turns out.

Xie Yong's judgment was correct.

When he lunged at Liu Hai, Gao Yuhan was indeed stunned for a moment. He really didn't expect that the Night Tiger would change its target.

At the same time Xie Yong took action, another Night Tiger, hiding in the shadows, rushed out and charged towards Gao Yuhan.

A ruthless smile spread across Xie Yong's lips. He had already mentally processed how to deal with this oldest-looking private.

He prepares to wrap his right hand around the opponent's neck, raises his left hand, and grabs the right wrist to form a stable rear naked choke. At the same time, he raises his knee high, aiming at the opponent's spine.

This is a standard military capture technique that couldn't be more so.

A naked choke can cause a soldier to lose consciousness and become unconscious within seconds, but it is not truly fatal or causes permanent damage. As a reconnaissance soldier, most of us have experienced the excruciating pain of being naked choked.

Of course.

In normal combat night raids, the method of capturing prisoners is rarely used. Instead, a military dagger is used to stab and stir the enemy's kidneys.

Damaging a kidney is equivalent to instant death!

Naked chokeholds have too many uncertainties, and slitting the throat is even more absurd. In everyday life, when killing a chicken, even a single slit to the throat will cause the chicken to struggle for a long time, let alone a specially trained enemy.

As Xie Yong lunged forward within three meters, he could already picture Liu Hai losing all ability to resist, and then he would restrain him.

But his expression changed the moment he touched the other person's shoulder.

wrong!

This was not a private first class, and the fact that the other person looked old was not due to the weather in the border region.

This guy is a veteran who's been through countless battles.

Only upon touching the other person's body did one discover that the sentry's muscles were constantly taut, and when his right hand wrapped around the other person's neck, it was as if he were locking up not a person, but a ferocious beast.

not good!

Xie Yong had a bad feeling, but it was too late when he tried to change his capture posture.

Liu Hai swiftly grabbed Xie Yong's right hand, which was wrapped around his neck, and pulled him. Xie Yong, who had lunged forward three meters, couldn't pull back in time and crashed into Liu Hai.

Liu Hai's head slammed back with a loud thud, almost causing Xie Yong's nose to collapse, and a sharp pain spread throughout his body.

They wanted to take action again, but it was too late.

Liu Hai released his right hand, stepped back and threw a punch, his iron fist slamming viciously into the area near Xie Yong's heart.

Without waiting for him to react.

Liu Hai punched him in the throat again. Xie Yong opened his mouth in pain, and Liu Hai quickly pulled out a tattered piece of cloth from his pocket, crumpled it up, and stuffed it into Xie Yong's mouth.

In just a fleeting moment.

Xie Yong's mouth was completely desensitized by the anesthetic, and his brain was simultaneously deprived of oxygen, so he couldn't even make a "woo-woo-woo" sound.

The battle is over here.

Gao Yuhan has basically finished his work as well.

The night tiger, hiding in the shadows, came to ambush them. Just as it rushed up, Lao Gao, in a very unsportsmanlike manner, pulled out a dagger and pressed it against the tiger's chest.

He defeated his opponent with a single punch, almost effortlessly.

Before Xie Yong completely lost consciousness, he watched helplessly as his two-person surprise attack failed, and only then did he realize that it was all a hoax.

The Blue Army's convoy was a hoax.

Nighttime transportation is a scam.

The sentries, the mobile sentries, and the patrol teams were all putting on an act for them.

The dog scholar is still the same dog as before when we changed the incomplete picture.
He should have realized that the renowned Blue Army camp beyond the Great Wall wouldn't be so easy to deal with. It just so happened that his side got lost and a convoy happened to be passing by nearby.

He was still careless.

Any coincidence on the battlefield is a carefully planned scheme by the enemy.

These were Xie Yong's thoughts before he closed his eyes completely.

It is indeed a scam.

The Night Tigers went out to deal with the distant sentries and mobile sentries, but they basically failed to sneak up on any post that could observe the gate's location.

Because when they rushed forward, they didn't encounter one or two sentries, but a bunch of people lying on the ground.

The night tigers have fallen one after another, unable to cause any trouble at all.

The rest of them were pressed against the wall, waiting for instructions, and had no idea what was happening at the gate.

They assumed the sentries had been replaced by their own people.

After all, there were sounds of fighting coming from the gate, and the sentries didn't make a move. They must be one of our own.

Surely the sentries of the Blue Army camp wouldn't just stand by and do nothing when they see something amiss at the gate?

It was just a whistleblowing exercise.

The Night Tiger Squad has been reduced from more than forty men to just over twenty.

Actually, when it comes to fighting ability...

Xie Yong might not necessarily be unable to defeat Liu Hai, but at least he wouldn't have lost so badly.

His defeat stemmed from his belief that the enemy was unprepared and his disregard for the private.

Little did they know, Chen Mo had replaced all the people in the convoy and the guards at the gate with privates and privates, and deliberately spread false rumors that the Blue Army battalion was bullying new recruits.

The purpose was to gradually disrupt Xie Yong's judgment.

Looking at the two Night Tiger warriors who had been taken down, Liu Hai chuckled and said in a low voice, "I thought the Night Tigers were so great, with all sorts of new ways to sneak into the camp. But all they do is sneak around the sentries."

"Old Gao, carry them away. I'll signal the rest of the tigers."

"Alright!" Gao Yuhan dragged the two people on the ground and hid them in the shadows in the distance.

Liu Hai pulled his hat brim down. He didn't know how Night Tiger transmitted the signal, so he just stretched out his arm and waved to the shadows in the distance.

Then, he quickly hid to the side and pretended to be unconscious.

After Gao Yuhan returned, he also lay down beside him, pretending to be unconscious.

Not long after.

The remaining twenty-odd Night Tiger scouts rushed to the gate with their guns. They glanced around but didn't see Xie Pai. They only saw two sentries being taken down.

The veteran squad leader, who was serving as the deputy squad leader, frowned, instinctively sensing that something was amiss.

He quickly took out his flashlight and shone it three times at the distant sentry post.

When they see a light responding from a hidden sentry post, this kind of signaling using lights is generally used by reconnaissance soldiers.

The lights responded normally.

Even if the old squad leader had doubts, at this moment, he couldn't care less about where the platoon leader had gone. He could only assume that the other party had changed the battle plan at the last minute and entered the camp first.

Now, the die is cast and cannot be cast.

He used sign language to signal that two people should stay behind to replace the main gate guards, and two more should stay behind to watch over the unconscious enemy to prevent any accidents.

Then, they rushed towards the camp.

Their original plan was to eliminate the patrol before taking action, but with the captain missing, they would definitely have to change their battle plan.

The deputy captain led the team into the camp.

They were initially prepared for battle and assassination, but after rushing in, they found the entire camp quiet, no different from when they were observing from the outside.

It was as if the entire Blue Army camp was completely undefended.

"Was the Blue Army camp really completely unprepared?"

The vice-captain was somewhat taken aback.

This famous information battalion really deployed all its main forces outside, leaving the command post completely undefended during combat training.
Is it overconfidence, or excessive reliance on information technology equipment?

After confirming that there was no sound and no personnel on duty in the camp, they found that there was no sound.

The deputy captain crouched down and lowered his voice, saying, "Now, let's move on. Skip the night raid and continue with the reconnaissance phase. According to the original plan, proceed directly to the demolition, flag-stealing, and decapitation missions."

"Night Tiger!"

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

The soldiers cooperated silently, mouthing the words without uttering a sound; their expressions were resolute, their fighting spirit high.

"Remember, the code name for this operation is: Bloodstained Arrow, Operation!"

With the order given, the Night Tiger warriors began to scatter and move about.

One of the demolition soldiers wandered around looking for the armory. He wasn't aimless; he remembered that a few rocket launcher squads had come to collect supplies. If he could find those men, he could find the armory.

Therefore, he was very confident.

However, since the Ironclad Regiment is a regimental-level unit, even if it doesn't have enough people, its camp area is large enough, so he hasn't found one yet.

During the search, the demolition expert maintained a cold expression, exuding an aura of loneliness that seemed to linger among him.

He's a professional at carrying out demolitions; he won't leave a single bullet for the Blue Army camp.

Another member of the Night Tigers went straight to the flagpole at the training ground; it's unclear what he was thinking.

He crouched down under the flagpole, looking up at the outline of the flag, his eyes gleaming with a sharp light.

Blue Army Battalion, ha! Useless battalion, a useless battalion that can't even protect a battalion flag. A sneer appeared on his lips. Stealing the flag, it seems, gives him a great sense of accomplishment.

In the distance, another member of the Night Tigers was stretching his arms and legs. He took a running start and pushed off the wall twice, leaping directly from the first floor of the Blue Army camp's administration building to the second floor.

The next second, with nimble hands gripping the gap in the building, they rose again and climbed to the third floor.

Night Tigers truly live up to their reputation as a renowned reconnaissance company. The terrifying military skills they displayed in this one move alone demonstrate that, in terms of rock climbing alone, this veteran's level would be among the best in the entire Blue Army battalion.

Whether it's the reconnaissance company or the guard battalion, over 99% of the veterans would have to admit defeat.

When he climbed to the third floor.

Downstairs, the deputy captain and other soldiers were hiding in the shadows, monitoring the Blue Army's every move in the camp so they could issue early warnings at any time.

Some positions in the middle of the camp should be equipped with fire networks to ensure adequate rear-guard preparations for their own forces.

In the event of chaos, it can temporarily halt the Blue Army's firepower.

Inside the administration building on the third floor, Chen Mo kept an eye on the actions of these night tigers.

Upon discovering the enemy has stolen the flag, locate the armory, establish a fire network, and assign inside observers.

He found it quite interesting.

Even though the Night Tigers' commanders have been beheaded, the unit's execution capabilities remain terrifying.

Unfortunately, we can't continue watching.

Because there was a veteran rock climber who, carrying a gun, managed to reach the third floor.

"Sigh, let's end it here." Chen Mo shook his head with considerable regret.

"Yes!"

Cheng Dong responded, picked up the walkie-talkie, and said coldly, "Action!"

The order was given.

next second.

beep!!!!

The air raid siren sounded without warning.

Followed by.

Snapped!Snapped!Snapped!
Searchlights, barracks lights, streetlights—all sorts of lights intertwined, illuminating the entire camp area as if it were daytime.

The soldier who was squatting in front of the trash can on guard duty was stunned, because the trash can was right under the lamppost and his figure was so obvious.

The soldier who stole the flag was in an even more awkward position. He had climbed halfway up the flagpole when all the lights in the camp came on. He was like a candle flickering in the wind, clinging to the flagpole that was swaying in the gale, unable to go up or down.

To be honest, the most awkward thing was...

It had to be that guy who climbed up to the third floor of the administration building; he even rushed to the door of Chen Mo's room with a gun at the ready.

As a result, the lights came on and the door opened.

Zhang Chuan glanced at him, snatched the gun away, and then ignored him completely, as if he didn't exist.

Chen Mo, Cheng Dong, Wang Jianbin, and Man Xuexi emerged from the house one after another.

The deputy captain downstairs gasped when he saw this; he already knew what was going on.

The night tiger is finished.

Trample, tramp, tramp, tramp
Squads of fully armed Blue Army soldiers rushed out from the building, guns in hand.

The patrol teams and sentries outside were all mobilized, arresting one Night Tiger member after another, tying their hands, and taking them into the camp.

Gao Yuhan was as fierce as ever. He had been faking being unconscious, and the moment the lights came on, he kicked over the Night Tiger member who was staring at him.

No one knows where he pulled out four grenades, pulled the pin, and with a "whoosh," threw them into the machine gun position set up by the Night Tiger Reconnaissance Company.

boom!
Black dust exploded.

The faces and backs of the hands of more than a dozen Night Tiger warriors were blackened by smoke.

"Hey, hero, come down! Aren't you cold climbing so high?"

Under the flagpole.

A veteran from a combat platoon looked up curiously at the enemy who had stolen the flag, as a group of people surrounded the flagpole.

far away.

Several veterans carried a member of the Night Tigers to the front of the administration building, then let go and threw him to the ground with a "thud".

That's it.

He couldn't help but complain, "Damn it, this son of a bitch is sneaking around the armory, he's obviously up to no good."

All of this seems to take a long time.

In reality, it's just a matter of the air raid siren sounding and the lights turning on for about ten seconds.

Seeing their operation completely fail, the deputy leader of the Night Tiger team clenched his fists and roared in grief and indignation.

"Night Tiger!!!"

"Kill! Kill! Kill!!"

The surviving veterans of the 182nd Regiment's reconnaissance company responded loudly, charging towards the nearly one hundred fully armed soldiers of the Blue Army battalion like mad tigers.

The Night Tiger Reconnaissance Company, a renowned unit of the Jincheng Military Region, is known far and wide.

They may die, they may suffer casualties, but they must draw their swords!

Da da da.
bang bang bang
Gunfire rang out.

Some people were even willing to risk being shot to rush up to the administration building.

Their target was Xiucai, the dog Xiucai who had repeatedly caused the 182nd Regiment to suffer setbacks and defeats.

Every field army has its own beliefs, and there are soldiers who value the honor of their unit more than their own lives.

Under the leadership of Xiucai, the Blue Army battalion utterly humiliated their unit, leaving these proud reconnaissance soldiers with no room for further aggression.

结果
It's just a quick rinse.

The veterans from the nearby Blue Army camp were no pushovers. Gao Yuhan reacted even faster, pulling out a few more grenades and throwing them into the sprinting crowd.

Boom boom boom!
The grenade exploded, sending clouds of black dust flying through the crowd.

The battle began quickly and ended even faster.

Everything was quiet.

"These lunatics."

Chen Mo shook his head slightly, then looked at Cheng Dong: "Find their cadres and negotiate, throw them all into a prisoner-of-war camp to sober them up."

After giving his instructions, he looked at Zhang Chuan.

Captain Zhang was somewhat bewildered when he suddenly met Chen Ying's gaze.

"What's wrong, Battalion Commander?"

"What else? Night Tigers are even planning to steal our Blue Army battalion's flag."

"Don't you feel humiliated at all?"

"I want to see the flag of the 182nd Regiment on my desk before noon."

After Chen Mo finished speaking, he went straight downstairs.

Zhang Chuan was left standing there, stunned.

Damn it, everyone says that Xiucai is a scoundrel, but he didn't know much about him before, so he didn't think so.

Only now have I truly realized just how despicable this battalion commander really is.

The Night Tigers were almost driven to the brink of collapse, and that wasn't enough; now they're eyeing the other's regimental flag?
No, how can a person be so inhumane?
Despite the complaints, Zhang Chuan actually thought this was a viable idea.

The main force of the 182nd Regiment has already set off. The regimental headquarters in Longxi probably never expected that the Blue Army battalion would retaliate by stealing the regimental flag during combat training.

Now that they have so many Night Tiger prisoners, they can easily borrow a few armbands and get a few officer's badges.

It shouldn't be difficult for the person pretending to be the Night Tiger to go back and bring back the regimental flag, right?
Chen Mo, on the other hand, went back to his dormitory to wash up and planned to see his old classmates.

It's normal for Night Tiger to harbor resentment towards him.

When the fighting gets intense, soldiers are willing to crawl under tanks with explosive charges, even if they know it's just a drill and the explosives aren't real. They'll risk their lives to blow up the enemy's tanks.

This is the spirit of a soldier.

In war, when opposing sides have different objectives, the primary goal is to eliminate the enemy.

Now, the war is over.

We still need to maintain those relationships.

(End of this chapter)