A doctor who travels through two eras

At Jing's command, dozens of military officers picked up binoculars and began to observe the changes in the positions of both sides.

The director's office became unusually quiet for a moment.

On the Blue Army side, the original two thousand troops were immediately dispersed in an organized manner, divided into battalions, and then further dispersed into companies and platoons.

From the command post, it was clear that the Blue Army had quickly occupied the left, center, and right sections of B Snow Mountain, then began to camouflage themselves and disappeared from sight.

All the bigwigs knew that the Blue Team was starting to break up into smaller units, entering combat mode, and advancing.

On the Red Team's side, as soon as the exercise order was issued, 301 drones quickly took off, creating a spectacular scene that drew gasps of surprise from the command center.

The Blue Team's commander, Fang, also saw the Red Team's drone take off from afar, but he wasn't particularly alert.

You can't blame him. He's never seen the power of drones. From a distance, they look like a swarm of flies buzzing around. How powerful could they be?
If you had 301 fighter jets, he'd be scared.

So he gave the order directly over the radio:
"Attention all units, take cover in platoons. The enemy's little flies have taken flight, so we have to give them some face. Even if we're just pretending to be scared, we should at least pretend to be really scared."

"Received the whole row, haha."

"Second row, get it. Play with them."

"The sixth row is in position, just waiting for the other side to walk right into our trap."

Lin Sanqi's drone took the lead and was already hovering in the air.

In addition to Lin Sanqi being able to receive the signal, a 100-inch LCD TV was also placed in the command center, transmitting the signal to provide a live broadcast for all the bigwigs.

Xu Tianxing smiled as he looked at the big screen, as if he had everything under control:
"When we fought in Kongka Mountain, our first priority was to use the terrain to our advantage for cover. Sometimes we even deliberately opened up gaps to let the enemy attack and lure them in."

Once inside the pocket, another wave of attacks will be enough to take down the enemy.

Especially in high-altitude environments, it's not so easy for the enemy to escape, because oxygen deprivation affects everyone equally.

We can wait in comfort, but the attacking enemy has already exhausted a lot of energy and oxygen, and can't even run anymore.

Our soldiers have now used the terrain for cover, some in the snow-capped mountains are covered with white cloths, and others in the rocks are covered with gray cloths.

Look at this screen, everyone. If I don't tell you, can you spot where our soldiers are?

At this point, everyone in the command post started discussing the matter.

Guerrilla warfare is a long-standing tradition of our army. Everyone is familiar with this set of tactics, and everyone feels that the Snowfield Army's combat plan is sound.

Didn't you, the Red Team, claim to have new weapons and come on strong?

Then I'll avoid your sharp edge, hide and fight a guerrilla war against you, not giving you the chance to concentrate your forces and annihilate you, and see how you break the deadlock.

At this moment, Leader Jing asked:

"If this were the battlefield at Kongka Mountain, how would the Baotou Kingdom respond?"

Xu Tianxing replied:
"The Baotou State generally adopts the same tactics as us, ambushing on the spot and not rushing to attack."

As I mentioned before, logistical support is advantageous to them, so their idea is clear: to drag out the war as long as possible.

They're probably trying to stall until July, when summer is here, and then autumn arrives and the Kongka Mountains will be covered in snow. That will make our logistical support even more difficult, and that will give them their opportunity.

Everyone fell silent, thinking that if they were the commander of Baotou, they would also use the tactic of "delaying".

We will not engage in a large-scale decisive battle with you, because a decisive battle would actually be more advantageous for China.

After all, the PLA's combat power is no joke; they are a force to be reckoned with, capable of defeating even the UN forces led by the US, and are internationally recognized as such.

Therefore, the best approach is for both sides to stall until your food and weapons are exhausted, and then launch a final assault to crush you in one fell swoop.

Commander Cao then asked:
"Old Xu, so what you're actually using today is the tactics of the Baotou Kingdom?"

Xu Tianxing laughed:
"Of course, after all, the weapons that Comrade Lin Sanqi brought back are for our Snow Region Army. Whether the weapons are good or bad, and whether they are suitable for the needs of the battlefield, all need to be tested in actual combat."

I'll use the tortoise tactic against Lin Sanqi: I won't take the initiative to attack, but will break into smaller groups and see how Lin Sanqi breaks the deadlock.

If you don't attack, and just keep dragging things out, it's disadvantageous for the Red side, because the Red side has to invest more resources and urgently needs to annihilate the enemy, and can't afford to drag it out.

"But if the Red Team wants to attack, you'll have to cross mountains and valleys, advancing along the slopes, which could lead to you being surrounded and attacked by us." The other military leaders nodded slightly, looking at the big screen, thinking that this battle was rather disgusting, like a quagmire.

Only Commander Cao wasn't worried at all. Instead, he crossed his legs and looked at everyone as if they were a bunch of idiots.

I thought to myself that their drones were specifically designed to counter this kind of tortoise tactic.

Still hiding? We're taking you all here!
At the Red Team's temporary command post, Lin Sanqi was quite relaxed. Sitting in an all-terrain vehicle, he looked at the drone's camera and chuckled:

"Trying to hide? Not so easy. Everyone, pay attention. As planned, each team, immediately proceed to your designated positions and begin operations in a grid-like formation."

Also, please note that your primary objective is to eliminate the enemies within your assigned grid area. Once you've eliminated them all, then go and support other teammates. Don't wander around aimlessly like headless flies.

Lin Sanqi had already purchased Mount B using a drone yesterday and subdivided it into individual grids.

One grid corresponds to one drone squadron.

A drone squadron consists of 30 drones, including the Cloud Shadow-3 drone, which is equipped with synthetic aperture radar and electro-optical reconnaissance equipment, and can also carry munitions, making it a multi-purpose drone.

In addition, some offensive drones are equipped with automatic rifles, while others are equipped with mortar shells. These shells can even easily destroy T-80 tanks and armored vehicles, something the Russian army knows all too well.

Actually, Lin Sanqi had also purchased an extra batch of thermobaric weapons from the Middle East. If this hadn't been an exercise, Lin Sanqi would have had an even easier time; he could have simply dropped thermobaric weapons on any enemy troops he saw, and it wouldn't have mattered where they hid.

In less than 5 minutes, the drone swarm reached the designated location.

Lin Sanqi received a confirmation order through his earpiece: "Reporting to the commander, the Blue Army has been spotted."

Those Blue Army soldiers hiding on the snow-capped mountains and among the piles of rocks blinked their foolish yet clear eyes, watching the drones circling in the sky.

Lin Sanqi's command-level drone had already detected the Blue Army, so he chuckled and said:

"Attention all squads, you may begin the attack now."

On the ground of Mountain A, a row of 30 soldiers operating drones sat together, while several soldiers piloting reconnaissance aircraft were already providing guidance.

Platoon leader Dai Mingliang issued a clear instruction:
"Attention everyone, within our grid, you can now see 5 platoon-level units. Now, you 10 people, form two teams and fly over these 5 platoons. Each drone will drop 4 mortar shells."

The machine gunners should get ready; if the Blue Team follows the exercise rules and considers themselves killed in the explosion, that's fine.

But I reckon some of them won't want to really die and will definitely scatter and flee. Machine gunners, chase them down and give them a good beating.

"Yes!!!"

Subsequently, 10 drones broke away from the main air force and flew toward several enemy platoons scattered in various locations.

If decades from now, someone spots a drone flying overhead, they'll definitely run, or at least try to avoid it.

But this was the 1960s, and nobody had ever seen a drone before. Several platoons of Blue Army soldiers in this grid looked up at the sky with curiosity, and some platoons didn't even realize that the drone had flown overhead.

Once in position, Platoon Leader Dai gave the order: "Drop the bombs!"

With a whoosh, a total of 40 mortar shells began to be dropped. Only then did the Blue Army on the ground realize the danger, and the platoon leaders cried out in alarm:

"Enemy bombing! Spread out and take cover!!!"

But by then it was too late.

A 120mm mortar shell typically weighs 3 kilograms and has an effective kill radius of about 40 meters, which is equivalent to 5000 square meters.

If 40 mortar shells were dropped like that, they could directly bombard an area of ​​20 square meters, which is equivalent to more than 300 acres.

This would be extremely damaging to ground troops.

In an instant, the Blue Army's position was in chaos, with men and horses falling and many people cursing and swearing.

They were all veterans, so they naturally knew what it meant to be hit by a shell in their own ranks.

However, since this was an exercise, the shells did not explode. According to regulations, once a shell is thrown, the command center will confirm how many soldiers within a certain range have "died" and withdraw from the exercise.

A high-ranking military officer noticed something amiss. (End of Chapter)