Blood-Red Front

At the headquarters of the 6th Regiment, Zhong Ning walked over to Lin Zhiyuan, who was looking at a map, with the battle report in his hand.

"Commander, this is the casualty situation of the troops."

"The newly promoted army attacked fiercely today, and the casualties of the troops far exceeded those of previous days."

Lin Zhiyuan sighed as he received the report.

With the minimap, Lin Zhiyuan could view the overall situation of the 6th Regiment and the situation of the units below it in real time.

Therefore, he already knew the casualty figures, but he just pretended not to know.

"The intensity of today's battle is extremely high. We have consumed a lot of ammunition because of the bombing by the Rising Sun Army and the lack of timely resupply. It will be difficult to hold out for the remaining 24 hours."

Although it is unlikely that the Rising Army will attack tonight, given the current offensive momentum of the Rising Army, it will be extremely difficult for the 6th Regiment to hold its position tomorrow.

After a moment of contemplation, Lin Zhiyuan slammed his hand on the table and made a decision.

"Call the 1st and 7th companies of the Independent Battalion and have them send the captured junior corps uniforms to the regimental headquarters."

"Commander, what do you mean?"

"Take their own medicine and they'll teach them a lesson. Since Chu Shengjun is carrying out infiltration and decapitation operations, we'll infiltrate behind enemy lines and see if we can find their forward command post."

"If we can destroy the enemy's command system, we should be able to buy some time."

The 6th Regiment's mission was not to defeat the newly promoted army, but to hold the Wenhe position.

If we can buy time by destroying the enemy's command system, that would be ideal.

"Infiltration? I'm afraid that won't be easy." Zhong Ning shook his head. "None of us speak the language of Chusheng."

The ordinary soldiers of Xia Jun couldn't even read, let alone speak foreign languages.

Lin Zhiyuan said, "I would say that I will personally lead the team."

The initial pronunciation of the language is almost identical to that of the Japanese. In his previous life, Lin Zhiyuan worked as a translator for a subtitle group out of love for the language, and had already mastered it.

Upon hearing that Lin Zhiyuan was going to personally lead the team, Zhong Ning's expression changed.

"Commander, the 6th Regiment needs someone to oversee things right now. If anything happens to you..."

Lin Zhiyuan reached out and interrupted Zhong Ning.

"If I do not return before dawn, the 1st Battalion Commander will take over as the Commander of the 6th Regiment."

In fact, according to the normal order, the battalion commander of the 1st battalion should have taken over the position of commander of the 6th Regiment.

It was only because Lin Zhiyuan was supporting the regimental headquarters that he received the call from the Second Detachment Command first, which is why he was promoted to regimental commander.

"Alright." Seeing that Lin Zhiyuan had made up his mind, Zhong Ning nodded: "Then I'll go and prepare."

"Select 20 elite warriors, equip them with initial upgrade gear, but pay attention to their height; try not to exceed 1.6 meters," Lin Zhiyuan added.

Since the goal is infiltration, it needs to be as realistic as possible.

The height of newly promoted soldiers, even in Class A divisions, is generally only a little over 1.55 meters.

If all 20 soldiers were tall and strong, they would be too conspicuous if lined up in a row.

If it weren't for the fact that no one knows how to speak the Chusheng dialect, Lin Zhiyuan's height of over 1.8 meters would actually be unsuitable.

However, there's no other way now; we're forced to do it.

Of course, it's still possible that Lin Zhiyuan alone is 1.8 meters tall.

The nobles and landlords of the newly established kingdom are taller than ordinary people because they have been well-nourished since childhood. Although only one in a million can reach a height of 1.8 meters, there are still some.

……

An hour later, after putting on his newly promoted army uniform, Lin Zhiyuan shook his head helplessly when he saw the trousers that were too short and a bit too tight in the crotch.

This was a captured junior officer's uniform from an infiltration squad of the newly promoted army, but when it ended up on Lin Zhiyuan's legs, it looked like he was wearing capri pants.

Seeing Lin Zhiyuan's embarrassment, Ma Daxi, who had brought the clothes, said with delight, "Commander, should I have someone alter them?"

Because of poverty, many people in the Shu army knew how to sew and mend; their clothes were previously covered with patches upon patches.

"Alright, let's leave it at that." Lin Zhiyuan waved his hand. "The boots of the newly promoted soldiers are long, so they should cover the trouser legs."

Looking at the infiltration team members who had also changed their clothes, Lin Zhiyuan said, "Change back into your own clothes first, wrap your rank-up uniforms in oilcloth, and we'll swim across the river."

"yes!"……

Because of Wenhe's obstruction, Lin Zhiyuan and Yamamoto's team operated in much the same way.

Once they reached the other side of the river, after changing back into their rank-up army uniforms, Lin Zhiyuan waved his hand and led his squad stealthily into the dark.

Because of insufficient troop strength and being the attacking side, the gaps in the front lines of the Chu Sheng Army were larger than those of the Xia Army.

Using the minimap, Lin Zhiyuan completed the infiltration almost without any obstacles.

After passing through the initial rank army's forward positions, the enemy's density began to decrease.

"There's a rank-70 outpost ahead of us; going around it would be a waste of time."

Looking at the sentry post in the distance, lit by kerosene lamps, Lin Zhiyuan whispered, "I've decided to go straight through the post. Everyone stay quiet and I'll handle everything."

Everyone nodded without saying a word.

After straightening his clothes and adjusting his command sword, Lin Zhiyuan led his squad toward the sentry post.

Perhaps because it was located in a safe zone, there were only three newly promoted soldiers at the outpost, and they were noticeably lax.

When they saw Lin Zhiyuan's squad, a sentry approached.

But before the newly promoted sentry could even speak, Lin Zhiyuan had already started cursing.

"Baka yarou!"

"As a sentry, how dare you abandon your post! Why aren't you following the procedures?!"

"Major, I..."

The sentry was about to explain, but Lin Zhiyuan didn't give him a chance to finish.

"Slap! Slap!"

Lin Zhiyuan swung his arm and slapped him twice across the face.

The sentry was so badly hit that he saw stars.

However, he didn't dare to dodge. Instead, he stood at attention and brought his face close to Lin Zhiyuan's again.

"Hi!"

"I'm telling you, a sentry must stand in their place!"

"Hi!"

"I'll be back in a bit. Don't let me see you neglecting your post. If I find out again, I won't be so lenient!"

"Hi!"

Seeing the obedient newly promoted sentry, Lin Zhiyuan nodded and waved to the back, "Continue forward!"

The newly promoted sentry didn't dare utter a sound, standing at attention to escort the squad away.

Only after the squad had disappeared from sight did the sentry cover his cheek and gasp for breath.

At that moment, two sentries on the wooden lookout tower by the roadside ran down: "Ono-kun, are you alright?"

"It's nothing." The sentry who had been beaten shook his head.

"You just let them pass like that? Without even asking for the password?"

Ono was taken aback. He had indeed forgotten about the two slaps he received, but he clearly couldn't say that now.

"Why don't you come down and ask?" Ono retorted.

The other two gave awkward smiles; they were also afraid of being beaten.

"This man is so imposing, and his accent is from the Tokyo area. He's probably either royalty or a high-ranking nobleman. We can't afford to offend him," Ono explained.

"Also, he said he'll be back, so we'd better behave ourselves."

"They'll be back?" Their expressions changed. "Did they say when?"

"They didn't say, but I guess it'll be in the middle of the night. We'll take turns on guard duty, just in case they catch us doing anything wrong."

Rubbing his face, Ono said, "His grip was really strong..."

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