Military career: Starting with a recruitment letter

Chapter 301 Brutality, Sacrifice, Resilience, Glory
This fight was definitely unfair.

The technology possessed by the two sides is simply not on the same level.

The 7th Armored Brigade's drones attempted to scout the demonstration battalion and grasp the enemy's mobile troop deployment.

The clarion call for this war had already been sounded from the 7th Brigade, but they failed to stop the Demonstration Battalion's corresponding offensive tactics.

The front lines.

The reconnaissance company, which was transported by helicopter to a location 20 kilometers ahead of the mobile force, was launching hand-launched drones on the ground when they discovered a number of reconnaissance soldiers from the 7th Brigade nearby.

Logically speaking, the 7th Armored Brigade and the reconnaissance company of the demonstration battalion belong to the same unit, sharing the same origin. They were both units that were left over from the 7th Tank Division when it was disbanded. They are like family and have no enmity.

They were just temporarily playing the role of the enemy because it was an exercise.

But there's one grudge we shouldn't forget.

Before the Kuchi Reconnaissance Company arrived at the demonstration battalion, the entire company and the military affairs department of the brigade headquarters, especially the guard company's disciplinary squad under the military affairs department, were particularly at odds.

The two units were always at each other's throats.

Now, the armored reconnaissance company of the 7th Armored Brigade has been disbanded, and all its members have been incorporated into the demonstration battalion. The 7th Brigade no longer has reconnaissance soldiers, except for a small number of reconnaissance platoons from the artillery battalion.

The vast majority of the remaining tasks were handled by the guard company, who were responsible for perimeter reconnaissance.

The guard company, aside from those on duty at various remote outposts of the brigade, and excluding the garbage collection team and the personnel remaining at the brigade headquarters, consists of...

These are the only inspectors left with no other tasks.

When these people meet on the battlefield, their situation is predictable.

The veteran scouts on this side of the demonstration battalion were as excited as wolves seeing rabbits when they spotted enemy scouts.

They were running around frantically, trying to catch people.

They would beat anyone they caught, then tie them up and put them in a group as prisoners.

The front lines were in complete chaos.

The demonstration battalion's assault group was still maneuvering, getting closer and closer to firing range number four.

The 7th Armored Brigade's own drones were counter-controlled, constantly circling overhead to gather information on troop deployment strategies.

Communication was blocked.

All of this indicates that the battle has lost its order.

Disorder is a sign of defeat.

Disorder means that the fighting side has lost its right to fight and can only be slaughtered.

Because war demands a high degree of organization and discipline.

Even many senior officers in the Jinyang Military Region's command headquarters didn't know how to sustain this battle.

The demonstration battalion's actions were merely a tentative move, but for the 7th Armored Brigade, the losses were devastating.

Two of the six main battalions have already been lost.

The remaining main force, the First and Third Battalions, are building fortifications in the 116 area, with one tank battalion and one armored battalion, totaling nearly 600 men.

According to conventional wisdom...

Area 116 was the last line of defense for the 7th Brigade. Even if the demonstration battalion had a lot of heavy equipment, when it broke through the previous blocking lines and arrived at the last line of defense,

The main force will inevitably suffer heavy losses.

Setting the decisive battle here, a tank battle, in theory, Brigade Commander Wei Jin'an's arrangement was not wrong.

The problem is, a scholar doesn't follow the rules when he goes to war.

When the 7th Brigade's drones appeared over the 116 area, due to communication disruptions, the 1st and 3rd Battalions had no idea that the drones could defect.

The soldiers below didn't care at all.

Chen Mo discovered the enemy's main force's whereabouts and didn't waste a single word.

He pointed the order at the radio communication handheld device: "Long-range rocket artillery battery, prepare!"

"A single volley destroys the enemy's position."

"Rocket artillery unit received!"

With the battalion commander's order, the six Type 89 122mm rocket launchers that were originally following the battalion's mobile formation stopped moving.

Four hydraulic rods on the vehicle chassis slowly extended to support the stability of the entire launch pad.

The turret was slowly raised, and the firing parameters were determined based on the distance provided by the Wild Dog command system.

Hearing that all long-range cannons had been adjusted.

Company Commander He Hui excitedly accepted the command flag and held the communicator in his hand.

As the flag fell, he roared, "One volley, fire!!"

Whoosh whoosh whoosh.
240 rockets soared into the sky like fiery dragons, trailing long white plumes of smoke as they hurtled upwards.

boom!
boom!
boom!
The soldiers of the 7th Brigade in Area 116 had no chance to react before being hit by a barrage of rockets, like fireworks.

Battle damage!

Every second is filled with casualties.

Rockets are weapons with extremely strong capabilities for long-range strikes and deep destruction. Unlike missiles, they have a wide range of accuracy and projectile distribution.

If the enemy has made preparations in advance and carried out defensive evacuations, their losses will not be too great.

Unless an entire rocket artillery battalion is deployed to carry out a large-scale sweep across the entire area.

But the 7th Brigade had no chance to do any defense or evacuation. All the soldiers and tanks just stood there, watching helplessly as the rocket launchers came down.

Two main battalions, more than twenty main battle tanks, and nearly forty infantry fighting vehicles were almost completely destroyed.

That's 240 rockets.

Smoke filled the air.

Gong Tao, the battalion commander of the 7th Brigade, coughed as he crawled out of his field tent. All he could see was dust from the explosion, and visibility was less than five meters.

Battalion Commander Gong was stunned!

This isn't a war at all! Where's the enemy?

What about radar early warning?
What about forward reconnaissance?
Why are the enemy's shells falling down out of nowhere?

"Scholar, I'll fuck your grandma, you son of a bitch, you beast!"

"I dug this position for hours, and you just blew it up with one shot?"

Gong Tao cursed several times in anger.

Finally, he collapsed to the ground, utterly exhausted. Soldiers are not afraid of going to the battlefield or fighting.

What's scary is this kind of situation, where they don't even know how they lost.

One second he was in the tent planning how to have a good spar with the scholar outside the defensive line.

The next second, he heard the sound of artillery fire from ahead, and he thought that the demonstration battalion was already close to the battlefield.

My emotions are running high.

As a result, in the blink of an eye, a rocket landed at the tent entrance, killing both battalion commanders.

I'll check again when I get out.

The entire position was destroyed; such despair is unbearable for most people.

Before the main force of the demonstration battalion even arrived on the battlefield, four of the six main battalions of the 7th Armored Brigade had already been lost.

Only the main force of the Fourth Battalion and the Artillery Battalion remained, hiding in the rear, waiting to deliver a fatal blow to the enemy.

The logistics battalion was also present, including its directly subordinate engineering company, chemical defense company, and pontoon bridge company.

The problem is that these units have a lot of people, but not much actual combat capability.

The lobby of the Jinyang Directors' Office.

All the spectators watched helplessly as the main force of the 7th Armored Brigade collapsed one after another, while the demonstration battalion seemed to be strolling around in a leisurely manner.

During their maneuver to the battlefield, they casually eliminated the enemy's main force.

Is there any need to continue this battle?
Throughout the hall, everyone wore solemn expressions, feeling sorrow for the Seventh Brigade. They had lost far too quickly.
Only Old Man Sun from the Logistics Department sat there relaxed, legs crossed, watching the demonstration battalion display its power with a smile.

It was only at times like these that he felt the military's expenses, the massive amounts of fuel, and the countless ammunition losses were worthwhile.

Old Sun is just a stingy old man, what bad intentions could he possibly have?
It's just for simple appreciation.

"Let's stop fighting, this is a one-sided battle, continuing will only make us a laughing stock."

Qin Quan'an stood up with a grim expression, attempting to stop the battle from continuing.

It wasn't that he couldn't bear to see the 7th Armored Brigade lose; rather, seeing this battle situation reminded him of the Desert Storm of yesteryear.

That was a past event that all the veterans in the army least wanted to recall.

The demonstration battalion's overwhelming strength was almost a miniature version of Desert Storm, making many veterans present feel extremely uncomfortable.

This mentality does not mean that the people present cannot accept new things or the emergence of new systems.

Instead, they couldn't stand seeing their hard work of ten years, continuous improvements in mechanization, and reduction of the military by a million, only to be utterly defeated by a force that had only been present for a few months.

This feeling is too painful.

Why not fight?

Director Xu Hong glanced at Qin Quan'an, then stood up, adjusted his military uniform, and strode to the front of the stage.

"Your military region's performance in this test ranked second to last among more than a dozen group armies. Did one battle shatter your self-esteem?"

The director spoke up.

Qin Anquan had no choice but to sit down awkwardly, and he sat very upright.

"This battle was beyond your expectations, and it was also beyond my expectations. The Kyoto Demonstration Camp has indeed developed very quickly."

Xu Hong sighed and continued, "Swift as the wind, slow as the forest, aggressive as fire, immovable as a mountain, the demonstration battalion's precise interception, with speed as its core, its military momentum like the flow of water, once the attack is launched, it is unstoppable, the Seventh Brigade's defeat is not unjust."

"But I urge you all not to forget that the standard for measuring a unit's actual combat effectiveness is not the outcome of the final result."

"It is easy to defeat a main battle brigade, but it is very difficult to destroy one."

"Have all the comrades forgotten why exercises can be regarded as a standard for measuring actual combat effectiveness?"

"With the fighting reaching this point, if any one of you were the commander of the 7th Brigade, would any of you be willing to call a halt to the battle now?"

"Who?"

"Why don't you step forward and let me see what you've got?"

The reprimanding voice echoed throughout the hall.

None of the senior military officers present dared to look the director in the eye.

the reason is simple.

If anyone present were the current commander of the 7th Brigade, they would not want the battle to be halted at this critical juncture.

They can accept failure.

But I cannot accept failure through escapism.

In measuring the combat effectiveness of a military unit, besides commanders and equipment, people are another key factor.

No matter how good the equipment is, it's all for nothing if the soldiers aren't good enough.

If you look through the history of war, you will find that the troops that can withstand 70% casualties are invariably the elite troops of their respective countries.

Under normal circumstances, most combat units are no longer able to fight after suffering 40% casualties.

When casualties reach 50%, morale has already collapsed.

Many people may not understand what 50% means.

Let's just put it that way.

Imagine you are a soldier, and half of your company is killed in action. Among your comrades who are with you day and night, one out of every two is killed.

If you can still fight at this point, then you can only be described as an ace soldier.

If that explanation isn't direct enough, then consider your school and the classmates you spend every day with—one in two of them gets into trouble.

If you can still sit in the classroom and study quietly, then you are a god.
in other words.

The 7th Armored Brigade has already lost; there is no miracle that can turn the tide.

But the 7th Brigade should at least be given a dignified defeat, after all, their opponent was a battalion.

Rather than being at the same level.

Stopping the exercise at this point would be tantamount to erasing all the pride of a main force brigade; it would be better to let them make their own decision.

Even if it's a charge, we need to see for ourselves where this battle went wrong.

It cannot be forcibly interfered with.

. . . . . . . .

Everything that happens in the directing department cannot be communicated to the outside world.

Chen Mo continued to lead the demonstration battalion forward. All of their vehicle-mounted drones had been retrieved and were safely landed under parachute control.

Only six enemy vehicle-mounted drones were still searching for enemy traces within the range of Target Range 4.

Rumble.

The demonstration battalion's assault group was ruthless, orderly, and tightly coordinated, with no pause for even a second.

Although they wiped out the majority of the Seventh Brigade's main force.

But there is a strange phenomenon within the demonstration camp: starting with Chen Mo, including the soldiers below him, it seems that no one is aware of it.

Their enemy has suffered more than half its casualties, even reaching 60%.

Everyone was on high alert, their expressions unusually serious.

This phenomenon occurs because the strength of brigade-level units is deeply entrenched.

As a battalion-level unit, no matter how strong you are, when facing a main battle brigade for the first time, you will subconsciously think that the other party will have unlimited backup plans.

Even Chen Mo was no exception; he had the same misconception.

The fact that hovering drones cannot find the remaining enemy soldiers does not mean that the enemy has none.

He believed it was hidden.

Instead, they became increasingly cautious.

The Seventh Brigade here.

The communications soldier finally returned. At the rear, the 4th Battalion and the artillery battalion, which were with the command post, learned that all their units on the blocking line had been wiped out.

They didn't even see a trace of the demonstration battalion, and even the forward reconnaissance soldiers were captured alive by the enemy as interrogators.

Battalion Commander Wu Jingyuan was stunned for a moment, a hint of confusion flashing in his eyes, but it was only fleeting.

It was quickly replaced by coldness.

After all, they were former members of the 7th Tank Division. Even knowing they were doomed to defeat, they still had the courage to fight to the death.

"His grandma's."

Battalion Commander Wu casually pulled off his military cap and looked at the communications soldier beside him: "Go, notify the entire battalion to abandon the position and assemble!"

"To die for righteousness is to achieve righteousness!"

"Call the artillery battalion to follow me and charge, and annihilate the enemy completely."

"Yes!"

The communications soldier responded, took out a whistle from his pocket, and blew it.

This is the only remaining main force battalion of the 7th Armored Brigade.

After assembling, all the Type 63 armored vehicles were eager to move, their engines warming up and roaring. The strong smell of diesel fuel in the air distracted the soldiers.

The Type 59 2.7mm machine guns were secured, ammunition was distributed, and countless soldiers, carrying Type 81 rifles and wearing helmets, crawled into the armored vehicles.

The artillery also abandoned towed guns because they were too cumbersome, communication was disrupted, and messages could not be exchanged, rendering the guns useless.

Soldiers from the artillery battalion, the fourth battalion, including the logistics battalion, as well as the directly subordinate anti-aircraft machine gun company, chemical defense company, pontoon bridge company, engineer company, and transport company, all assembled.

The time for a decisive battle has come.

No one uttered a single unnecessary word. Even knowing it was suicide, they couldn't just stand there doing nothing.

Because the last line of defense of the First and Third Battalions had been destroyed, and their main force had been exhausted.

They were the last remaining firepower in front of the command post.

Behind them was the brigade command post; there was no way to retreat.

"Brothers of the Seventh Division, there's nothing to say. Direction: Northern Taishan blocking position. Objective: Crush the demonstration battalion."

"I have only one request: to completely annihilate and utterly crush the enemy."

"Repeat the order to completely annihilate and utterly crush the enemy."

"Long live the Seventh Division!"

The two words "Long live" are tragic and awe-inspiring, like a mountain collapsing and a tsun

Rumble.

Armored vehicles have been deployed.

Dozens of armored vehicles were followed by 141 transport vehicles and 142 troop carriers.

It's heartbreaking to see such a large main combat brigade with so little equipment left.

But the number of people is quite large.

The four battalions, plus the artillery battalion, the logistics battalion, and several directly subordinate companies, have a combined strength of over a thousand.

There weren't enough tanks and transport vehicles, so the soldiers carried their guns and charged alongside the tanks.

Some companies didn't even issue guns because of differing interests in the missions, and the soldiers could only follow the charge with shovels and crowbars.

"Kill!!!"

The battle blood is boiling.

When an exercise reaches this level, any order can unleash the ferocity inherent in the 7th Brigade.

When passing by their own destroyed positions along the way, they could still pick up a few soldiers or officers who had not been eliminated.

When passing by the 116th position.

Battalion Commander Wu glanced at the few soldiers standing nearby and roared, "How many men are left in the First and Third Battalions?"

"Report! The battalion has 30 men left, enough rifle ammunition for a squad, and 6 hand grenades."

"Report: The Third Battalion has 35 men remaining, with two rifle magazines per man on average and five hand grenades."

"Keep up, damn it, kill that dog of a scholar from the demonstration camp."

When the team passed through the minefield.

Battalion Commander Wu emerged again from the machine gun muzzle of the armored vehicle and loudly asked, "How many men are left in your Second Battalion?"

"Report! The Second Battalion has 18 men left. The remaining ammunition is an average of 15 rounds of 81 rifle ammunition per man. Hand grenades are gone."

"Damn it, keep up."

The fourth battalion commander's eyes were bloodshot.

The losses are too severe. They didn't even see the enemy. The main force company's tanks were all gone, and many of their ammunition supplies were destroyed before they could be equipped.

Wu Jingyuan's ferocious aura surged.

Standing inside the infantry fighting vehicle, he shouted to those behind him, "Brothers, the fourth battalion, follow me from the front, the rest of you follow the artillery battalion and attack from the left and right flanks."

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

The mobile squad of over a thousand men unleashed a fierce killing intent.

The battalion commanders of the 7th Brigade all knew this was suicidal because they were familiar with the equipment of the demonstration battalion.

But the soldiers didn't know.

They didn't even know if the enemy this time was just a single battalion.

Guns and gunpowder.

To unveil a corner of the magnificent battlefield.

Meanwhile, the final charge of the 7th Armored Brigade was captured on camera by their own drones.

More than a thousand people shouted and rushed to the perimeter of the firing range.

When they encountered the main force of the demonstration battalion arriving at the firing range, the charging troops stopped in their tracks.

Thousands of people were completely silent.

Because a main battle tank, stretching a full kilometer laterally, was a hundred meters away, it stopped moving, its engine roaring, and the ground was shaking.

Vertically, it stretches as far as the eye can see.

The triangular formation, with just one corner, was a kilometer wide and housed six or seven main battle tanks.

This is an enemy that inspires despair.

Meanwhile, nine armed helicopters hovered overhead, their heavy machine guns and launchers already aimed at them.

Comparison of the two sides.

Like an ant trying to shake a tree, a heavily armed assault group, perfectly complete.

A scattered group of soldiers, with only a few armored vehicles, and many of them even had to run to catch up.

Compare the two phases.

The impact was incredibly strong!
On the desolate land, one could almost hear the desperate cries of the soldiers of the Seventh Brigade; the powerful emotional impact made the atmosphere both tragic and magnificent.

At this moment, the No. 4 firing range seemed to have transformed into the scorched earth of Stalingrad, or into the hellish Iwo Jima.

"kill!"

Battalion Commander Wu gave the final order.

"kill!"

Chen Mo's gaze remained calm as he issued the same instruction.

Da da da da da.
Boom boom boom boom boom.
A clear blue sky, stray bullets flashing.

The smoke of battle rose up in one place after another.

Behind the raging fire, the roar of heavy machine guns could be heard.

The Seventh Division is ruthless!
The Seventh Brigade is proud of this!

They are resilient!

They were unyielding!

Collision, slaughter, fire, iron and blood, ambition, heroism, rifles, bayonets, grenades.

There were advancing soldiers and fallen officers.

The blazing heavy machine guns, the grounded armor, the flying shells, the brutal killing by armed helicopters, the broken company flag, the broken battalion flag, the broken brigade flag.

The two sides met and fought a final battle.

The 7th Armored Brigade was completely destroyed.

The brigade flag was burning.

As the last mechanized infantry platoon, the soldiers, their eyes bloodshot with rage, were surrounded by countless tanks and soldiers from the demonstration battalion.

This battle lasted for less than two hours.

ended.

(End of this chapter)