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It was past 2 a.m.

The attack squad circled around the small hillside and found a secluded spot in the woods above. They lay down and began to observe the White Tiger Regiment's command post ahead.

As the headquarters of a regimental-level unit, it does not occupy a large area.

The gate is less than 100 meters wide from side to side, but more than 100 meters deep from front to back.

The buildings are mainly single-story wooden houses. The camp has good lighting facilities, and even in the early hours of the morning, the camp is still brightly lit.

However, most of the houses had their lights off, with only a few buildings still lit.

These buildings with their lights off are easy to identify; they are either logistics warehouses or dormitories, which don't need lighting at this hour.

The houses that are still lit up now—you can easily guess their purpose.

By using the simplest first judgment to filter out a batch of houses, the function of the remaining lit buildings becomes easier to analyze.

Chen Jun followed Yang Yucai, lying down behind him and listening carefully as Yang Yucai observed and analyzed through binoculars, while Zhao Shunhe took notes with a notebook and pen.

"The largest wooden building on the south side of the camp should be the White Tiger Regiment's command post."

The building to the west of the command center has so many antennas; it's most likely their communications room. We have to blow up all the equipment during the upcoming operation.

There are a few wooden houses to the east, but it's too dark to see them for now...

When Yang Yucai got to this point, Jin Dayong interjected, reminding him, "Captain, based on my understanding of the South Korean puppet army, they pay great attention to status and rank. That place is likely the dormitory of high-ranking officers."

Koreans love to use the seniority system, and older people have a very strong ability to suppress newcomers.

Scolding and reprimanding are perfectly normal.

When this system was applied to the South Korean military, it was no surprise that officers received special treatment and lived in more luxurious accommodations.

"Your analysis makes a lot of sense, Group Leader, take note."

Yang Yucai agreed with Jin Dayong's words, gave some instructions, and then continued to observe: "There is noise coming from the southeast corner. It sounds like the sound of a diesel generator. It should be their generator room."

The row of wooden houses near the entrance, now dark, were likely the guard unit's quarters, but further confirmation is needed.

The equipment and facilities visible in the camp include six main battle tanks, four light armored tanks, six trucks, and four jeeps.

There are several large tents to the north, their positions are haphazard, as if they were hastily set up, and their specific purpose is still unclear…

Yang Yucai surveyed the entire camp quickly and meticulously. After Zhao Shunhe had memorized all the information, he stepped back and called everyone together.

A dozen or so people came to a clearing in the woods, met up, stood in a circle at random, and started to discuss.

"According to the intelligence provided by the division headquarters not long ago, the White Tiger Regiment command post does not have any tank units for defense, so these tanks and armored vehicles should be temporarily mobilized, just as we heard on the road."

Yang Yucai first explained the general situation, and then made a judgment: "The style and location of those tents are out of place with the overall architectural structure of the camp. They should be temporary resting places for these tanks."

The addition of a tank company to the target's defenses is extremely disadvantageous for us. Fortunately, at this point, the tank company members are likely resting in their tents, so we are not entirely without a chance.

This is why the attack had to be launched at night. If they came during the day, the tank crews would be inside the tanks. If the small attack squad rushed in, they wouldn't even be enough to fill the gaps between the teeth of the White Tiger Regiment, let alone destroy its command post.

"The enemy's defenses are too tight. There are sentries blocking the main gate, and a tank company inside. The defense is like a turtle shell; it's hard to get a foothold anywhere," said Li Peilu, the leader of the first group, scratching his head.

"With so many tanks and armored vehicles surrounding the command post, my anti-tank grenades are simply not enough," Li Zhi said, exasperated.

"Captain, the enemy has a total of ten tanks and armored vehicles, plus four outer firing points and two machine gun watchtowers inside the camp, forming a protective circle with almost no blind spots. This is indeed a bit troublesome."

Zhao Shunhe looked at the intelligence points he had just recorded in his hand, and his expression turned very ugly.

"With such tight defensive firepower, it would be very difficult for us to break through from the front, even if we called on the second and third teams from behind."

"That's right. Even if we manage to force our way in, not to mention whether we can completely destroy the White Tiger Regiment's command system, our losses will probably be huge."

"The contingency plans we developed before the operation are vastly different from the actual situation now."

"Even excluding the tanks and armored vehicles, just counting the people on foot, there are at least a hundred people, and we only have fourteen. What... what are we going to do?"

……

Everyone chimed in with their opinions, but the overwhelming disparity between the two sides had extinguished any remaining enthusiasm; everyone was pessimistic.

Leaving aside all hindsight bias, let's analyze and compare the current strengths of both sides.

Fourteen volunteer soldiers, armed only with individual weapons, launched a proactive attack on an enemy command post that consisted of ten tanks and armored vehicles, plus more than one hundred defenders.

No matter which angle you analyze it from, the answer will always be exactly the same.

That is absolutely impossible.

The chances of winning are absolutely zero.

To put it more directly, it's like fourteen unarmed elementary school students trying to take down a Taekwondo gym with over a hundred adults.

There's no way we can win no matter how you look at it.

"If it hadn't actually happened in history, given the situation we're facing now, I would never believe that the surprise attack on the White Tiger Regiment could have succeeded."

Chen Jun thought to himself, and his admiration grew even stronger.

No wonder that the battle to raid the White Tiger Regiment was awarded the collective special merit, the individual special merit, the title of first-class combat hero, the title of hero of the Democratic People's Republic of Korea, the first-class national flag medal, and the gold star medal, etc.

The Peking Opera performances filmed based on this battle all received high praise from the instructors.

In this historical event, a mere thirteen people successfully captured the White Tiger Regiment's command post, killing ninety-seven, capturing nineteen, and sustaining only one minor injury on their own side.

That sounds outrageous.

Even bragging wouldn't dare to be this exaggerated.

It is precisely because this battle is so unbelievable that Chen Jun, now an insider experiencing it firsthand, feels the enormous disparity between the two sides. Under this immense pressure, he finds it all the more incredible.

but.

Amidst this incredible tension, Chen Jun also felt an overwhelming surge of excitement, eager to witness what a human miracle truly was.