Xu Zhiyuan could not accept the judgment result.

"I said to comrade of staff, have you made something wrong? Our air defense firepower has discovered the Blue Army enemy planes and fire intercepted them. The soldiers jumped off the vehicle in time to disperse their formation and concealed on the spot. How could the losses be so miserable??"

"That's right. This time, 30 US-made B-2 stealth bombers used laser precision guided bombs to launch air strikes on you. Although your regiment's radar can detect the opponent's B-2 bombers, the interception time is too late. Others have already flown to your head to discover that, not to mention that your regiment's air defense firepower has no technical advantage in facing the B-2 stealth bombers. Therefore, the result is fair." The Major Staff had a cunning smile on his face.

"It's an international joke!" Captain Xu almost jumped up again, and was as furious as a cat with his tail stepped on.

"30 B-2s bombed a regiment of our armored regiments! The US military has only 21 B-2s in total. The 9 additional ones were sent by their God?! This is simply impossible! And we concentrate so many stealth fighters to bomb a regiment? Use cannons to hit mosquitoes? They are crazy!?"

"There is no before or not means there will be no future, and there is nothing possible and impossible. It is impossible that the participating troops have the final say, but we have the final say, we say it is possible, and it is impossible to say it is impossible!"

The Major Staff had no intention of explaining that they were god-like existences in this training ground.

"Captain Xu, I have shown mercy. According to the bombing intensity of 30 B-2s, how many tanks do you think your regiment can have? How many soldiers? Now please abide by the rules of the confrontation exercise and immediately withdraw your troops from the exercise according to the combat damage situation we gave."

After saying that, the Major Staff jumped onto the off-road vehicle, waved his hand and left.

"Battleman! Bastard!" Xu Zhiyuan was so angry that he took off his helmet and threw it hard on the ground.

Soldiers were reduced by 30%, equipment damage was 27%, and regiment artillery battalion lost 75%, which means that only one company left in the entire established artillery battalion can use...

The worst thing is the air defense firepower, which is almost wiped out, with a loss of 95%!

He felt a chill on his back. The director team was trying hard to deal with the Red Army. No wonder they said that this synthetic drill base was a "Red Army Cemetery", which was really not an exaggeration.

"Captain! Leader!" Zheng Sheng, the chief of the regiment headquarters, ran to the front and saluted.

Xu Zhiyuan said angrily: "Captain, no, no! I'm almost blown into a battalion commander!"

"Contact the first group in front!" Zheng Sheng said.

"Have you contacted the 1st regiment? What's going on now?" Captain Xu suddenly looked happy. Due to electronic interference from the Blue Army, the communication was unable to be connected for a while, and all friendly troops were caught blindly.

Zheng Sheng's face looked a little ugly, and he shook his head and said, "The situation in the 1st regiment is not good. Ten minutes ago, they encountered a biochemical blow, and the director team directly judged that the staff was reduced by 50%.

"What!? Biochemical attack? It's worse than us!?" Xu Zhiyuan's eyes almost fell to the ground.

The 1st Regiment is the vanguard unit, which is in front of the entire brigade and is responsible for the defense of the 2A area.

According to the plan, after waiting for the reserve team of the 2nd Regiment to enter the predetermined position, the 1st Regiment will launch an attack.

But now...

50% reduction in staff?

So what should I do if the defense line in Area 2A?! The Blue Army is not a fool. The 1st Regiment with half of its strength is a piece of meat placed on the plate. They will take the opportunity to hit the superior force and tear the hole in the position of the 1st Regiment!

Once the 2A area fails, the entire defense line of the 22nd Division will collapse...

As a senior commander, Xu Zhiyuan knew too well what the torn line of defense meant for the entire battle situation.

A common saying in military strategists is: A son loses everything and loses his life.

"The Brigade Command requires us to accelerate our advance immediately and reinforce the 1st Regiment immediately." Zheng Sheng said.

"It seems that the Blue Army will launch an armored cluster charge at any time." Regiment Commander Xu looked at his watch, "Time will not wait for anyone. You should immediately notify the Third Artillery Company, ask them to stop advancing, find suitable artillery positions nearby for concealment, and wait for my order to cover the 2C area where the Blue Army may attack, to ensure that the 1st Regiment can hold on until the reinforcements of the brothers arrive!"

"Only notify the three gun companies?" Zheng Sheng was stunned and couldn't help asking, "Don't we have a howitzer company in a battalion?"

"That was the force fifteen minutes ago. The artillery battalion that had just air strikes just now lost 75% of its direct combat losses. Now there are only three artillery companies left!" Commander Xu rushed forward angrily, without even turning his head, cursing: "That dog-good director team!"

...

The rumbling sound of motors came from the rear of the convoy.

Qin Fei leaned against the truck and watched 96A tanks gallop past and quickly disappeared at the end of the dirt road.

"All the tanks moved!"

Xiaopang leaned against the truck, watching the steel torrent unstoppable speeding forward with envy, and his saliva almost flowed out.

After watching for a while, he suddenly started to curse indignantly: "The tank soldiers are just happy. They are sitting in an iron turtle. If anyone is unhappy, they will shoot him. It's not like we are riding this bird-breaking car... cowardly!"

After saying that, the anger was not over yet, he turned around and kicked the truck tire, and a bang.

"Mom, if you make a noise, believe it or not, I will let you sit on the cannon barrel!" Yin Xiancong glared.

Xiaopang hid aside with his tongue sticking out.

"It seems that something must have happened ahead!" Qin Fei threw the 95-style behind his shoulder, jumped onto the truck, sat next to the baffle and said: "The first group in front seems to be finished."

"How do you know?" Yin Xiancong asked while standing under the car.

"Didn't you see your regiment commander Xu rushing towards Area 2A with all the tanks and armored vehicles like a fire? If the 1st regiment can withstand it, will he be so anxious?"

Qin Fei looked around and said, "We are afraid that the artillery company will stay here to build a cannon position to provide firepower support to the 1st Regiment."

"This is a good thing!"

Yin Xiancong spitted on the ground and tried to try, "It's been a long time since he wanted to beat those damn Blue Army. We have been holding it in for several days, but the Blue Army hasn't found the shadow. Just being bombed and biochemical attacks along the way is really cowardly!"

"It's not certain who beats anyone, but I think your 22nd Division will suffer a big loss." Qin Fei looked at Yin Xiancong, who was so arrogant and poured cold water on him mercilessly.

Yin Xiancong's face suddenly sank: "Qin Fei, I don't care if you were a soldier from the Military Reconnaissance Battalion before. Now that we are here, we are part of our company and a member of our squad. What about your division and company? Why does it sound so awkward??"

Yin Xiancong, who was always kind, was obviously angry this time.

Qin Fei wanted to refute it, but in the end he gave up this plan.

I was indeed driven out of the gate by the reconnaissance battalion and fired the artillery company. No matter whether I was the first in the scout competition in the group army, or whether I was the top training player in the entire army, these are no longer important now. Now I am indeed a soldier of the third artillery company, but just an artillery professional who can reconnaissance.

Wang Zengming is right.

I can never go back to the reconnaissance camp again...

The army emphasized absolute obedience, and this was especially true for the reconnaissance battalion that undertakes sharp knife missions. No one dared to contradict the superiors, even if the military was awesome, no one dared to ask for it.

Thinking of this, Qin Fei's heart was chilled.

He sighed and explained: "Squad Leader Yin, I said that just now is not unfounded. The 2nd Regiment where we are located is the reserve team. The 1st and 3rd Regiments are at the forefront of the entire war zone. As the reserve team, they all rushed up. I don't need to explain what the troops in front are now."

This time it was Yin Xiancong's turn to speak indifferently, and he could not refute Qin Fei's words.

"Not afraid! Our army is not a vegetarian!" Yin Xiancong was still tough, "At worst, you can fight those Blue Army troops! We are old Red Army advisors, so we don't believe that we can't beat those blue army."

"Yes! Fuck those dog-good Blues to death!"

"Fuck them!"

"Fuck! I don't believe that the Blues are really aliens, with three heads and six arms!"

The big-headed soldiers were full of fighting spirit and were as excited as if they were injected with chicken blood.

Qin Fei looked at these overly excited guys and seemed to see a group of aliens who had just landed on Earth.

"Forget it, I said to the squad leader, don't let go of your idleness. It seems that no matter how hard you fight, it has nothing to do with us."

He reached out and knocked on the large aluminum pot leaning against the carriage board. Qin Fei felt ridiculous: "You should wake up! We are from the kitchen team!"

All the people who were injected with chicken blood were suddenly poured back into reality by Qin Fei's basin of cold water.

Everyone took a look at the convoy in their company...

Someone else's truck was dragging a 155 howitzer, and this car...

This car is towed by a 97-type field kitchen car...

Qin Fei shook his head, waved his hand, leaned against the carriage and closed his eyes again, "Okay, let's think about how to cook later."

The excited soldiers were poured into a basin of cold water by someone. After looking at each other for a while, they all fell into the car like eggplants made of frost. They slowly climbed into the car and sat back in their seats.

"Mom, it's a slap!"

After a long time, I don’t know who cursed in the darkness.

Then someone said angrily: "It's so cowardly! Before joining the army, the veterans in the village told me that they must not be a cook for artillery soldiers when they are in the army! I didn't expect that I would be the one who became a soldier. It's really a disaster for eight lifetimes..."

"What do you mean?" someone couldn't help asking.

"The cooks in the artillery are taking the blame! Cuckold! Watch others shoot artillery!"
Chapter completed!