My experience in Soldier Assault Liver

Chapter 232 Enemy air attack, the dilemma of the 702nd Regiment
  232 enemy air attack, the dilemma of the 702nd Regiment
  I don’t know how long the train ran. Anyway, everyone was sitting so hard that their buttocks almost got sores, and then they reached their destination.

After arriving at the station, there was naturally another rush. First, many soldiers got off the train, gathered in groups, and called roll calls. Then, a large amount of the same materials and equipment were transported off the train, loaded on military trucks, and taken away one by one.

Fortunately, the camp was not far from the train station, and the soldiers walked there in about an hour with backpacks on their backs.

The camp of the 702nd Regiment is stationed at the foot of a large mountain. There is a wide river nearby. Drinking water is basically no problem, and even taking a bath is easy.

“This place has great scenery!”

The soldiers were discussing while setting up camp.

"Yeah, it's incredible how many green trees there are in this season!"

It was an eye-opener for many northern soldiers.

But when the military officers saw this terrain, they suddenly became sad.

Gao Cheng's expression was very bad, because the geographical terrain was not suitable for the deployment of heavy troops, but he had no place to vent his anger, and he couldn't go to the director's department to argue, so he had no choice but to take it out on his own people.

"Class 9, you haven't eaten - look at the tents you've pitched!"

he scolded angrily.

The soldiers of Class 9 heard this and hurriedly ran back with their heads hanging down to rearrange their arrangements.

"Company Commander, when are you going to eat?" Chen Fan touched his belly, and his stomach growled again.

"Eat, eat, eat, you know how to eat all day long, you are a pig -" Gao Cheng, who was upset, glared at Chen Fan angrily.

But Chen Fan didn't feel any embarrassment at all. He just touched his belly and said, "Company Commander, people are like iron, and food is like steel. If you don't eat one meal, you will feel hungry. I only had one meal last night. Others don't." It doesn't matter if you feel sorry for us, as a company commander, why don't you feel sorry for us?"

"You talk the most all day long, so many people haven't eaten, and you are the only one who complains!" Gao Cheng scolded.

Chen Fan was about to quarrel with Gao Cheng when a staff officer suddenly ran over from the other side and shouted with a loudspeaker: "The regiment commander ordered that our regiment was attacked by enemy air attacks and all our field cooking trucks were blown up!"

"What? Enemy air attack?"

A group of soldiers raised their heads and looked at the sky, but there was a large area of ​​blue sky, cloudless, and there was nothing, not to mention enemy planes, not even a single bird.

"What air raid? Why didn't you see it?" Everyone was confused.

Only Gao Cheng cursed, and then shouted loudly: "Assume the enemy is in danger, assume the enemy is in danger, do you understand? Every cooking class, prepare for emergency operations!"

The cooks who were just about to start their work had no choice but to dig up dirt in the open space not far from the barracks while cursing, causing dust to fly everywhere.

They can no longer use the cooking cart and have to dig their own smokeless stoves. But digging stoves is a physical job, so everyone in the cooking class curses them.

Chen Fan also cursed, because this meant that their meal time had to be postponed again.

"Damn it, the director department is so awesome, they blew us up with just one sentence?" Other soldiers were also very dissatisfied and complained.

"You don't even dare to do this in military exercises in the United States, right? You can blow up so many cars in just one sentence!"

"If you want me to see, why don't you just serve a boxed egg and let us finish it together? We can just pack up and go home to finish the meal, so we don't waste time!"

The cooking squad was extremely busy, while the other soldiers stood aside muttering. However, the other soldiers did not have time to relax, because not long after, another order from the director came down. The second wave of enemy plane bombings was about to come. The whole regiment immediately made emergency preparations, especially the air defense soldiers, who were even more busy. fly.

Everyone had their chests pressed against their backs, but after all the trouble, everyone felt panicked and starved.

Fortunately, after these two twists and turns, the director finally found his conscience and stopped torturing everyone.

The soldiers finally had hot meals and felt a little more at ease. However, the leaders in the regiment's combat command center all cursed in their hearts.

Field barracks with large military maps hanging on the walls.

Next to him, the regiment commander, the chief of staff and several company commanders were looking at the sand table in front of them.

Regiment leader Wang Qingrui said with some worry: "Basically, every slope exceeds the maximum elevation angle of our artillery. The mountains and forests are densely covered, which is a great obstacle to the firing range of all heavy artillery."

Sighing, Wang Qingrui said: "It seems that Chen Fan's guess is right. This time, the higher-ups are really targeting us. Let us fight no matter how difficult it is. With this kind of geographical terrain, the advantages of our heavy armored forces are almost Can’t perform well.”

"Yes, this battle is difficult to win!"

"Captain, should we protest to the director's department?"

Everyone chirped in agreement.

Only Gao Cheng said unconvinced: "Commander, the firing range of heavy artillery is limited. This is a fact, but there are people on our vehicle, and people do not have a maximum elevation angle."

"Of course your armored reconnaissance company can throw away its vehicles, but our company can't!" A company commander was dissatisfied with Gao Cheng's behavior and retorted.

"Then what do you think we should do?" Gao Cheng asked, and everyone fell silent with one sentence.

Wang Qingrui sighed: "The only solution is Gaocheng's. The impact tanks are temporarily used as fire support, and several armored infantry companies are transformed into blades."

Someone asked dissatisfiedly: "Captain, what is the background of our opponent this time, and why are we doing all this mess!"

"I heard it's a professional Blue Army unit." Wang Qingrui replied while looking at the map.

"Professional Blues?"

The chief of staff explained: "This is a practice that has emerged in recent years. Each military region has only one unit. Its main business is to study the weaknesses of friendly forces, conduct training based on their weaknesses, and deliver fatal strikes during exercises.

To put it bluntly, they are a professional trouble-finding force. It is said that they are all formed to compete with the elite troops of the United States. Not only are the personnel composed of elite troops, but the weapons and equipment are also selected from the best. "

Wang Qingrui thought for a while and emphasized: "I have found many people and asked many places during this period, but I still didn't ask too much. I just know that the Blue Army in this exercise is very mysterious. Even many old classmates from the military region, We only know that there is such a force, but we don't know anything about their specific organization or tactics, making them extremely secretive.

It is said that 99% of the people in our military region do not know about this unit. However, based on some clues, I still found out that this Blue Army unit has immoral tactics and very powerful combat effectiveness. So far, there have been Four heavily armed troops fell into their hands, and we were the fifth to fight them.

Judging from the limited information, their tactics seemed to be similar to what Chen Fan had deduced! "

After everyone heard this, they couldn't relax anymore and looked at the sand table in silence.

"Captain, why don't we call Chen Fan over and discuss it together?" He Hongtao, the instructor of the Third Red Company, suggested cautiously.

"Yes, that boy Chen Fan should be familiar with the Blues' style of play. Let's invite him to study together!"

(End of this chapter)