At eleven o'clock in the morning that day, three large bowls of rice were poured into Chen Fei's stomach. His empty stomach was finally full again, and his weak body was finally full of energy again.
"Class 8, come and get the equipment!"
Zhang Yang, the commander of the third platoon, drove a car towards this side. When the car stopped, Zhang Yang shouted.
Chen Fei quickly called Chengcai and Ma Chao and trotted over.
"Hurry up and load things up." Zhang Yang pointed to the equipment on the car.
"Platoon commander, the fight is not going to start today, is it?" Ma Chao asked.
"I don't know. Anyway, we have to be prepared for the worst. The team leader said that we are facing off against the professional blue army this time. It is unusual. Everyone must be more cautious! You must be prepared to contact the blue army immediately.
Prepare!"
"Professional Blues? What is Professional Blues?" Ma Chao was puzzled.
However, Zhang Yang did not explain. After delivering the items to Class 8, he drove to Class 9.
"The so-called professional blue army is a force that does nothing but engages in confrontation exercises with various Red Army units every day!" Chen Fei explained briefly.
"There are still such troops?" Ma Chao's eyes widened in surprise.
"It has been around in the US for a long time, but we only started to create it in the past few years."
"Squad leader, are the Professional Blues great?"
"Of course, they have the best equipment, the most advanced weapons, and the soldiers with the strongest combat effectiveness. Therefore, the professional blue army is also called a grindstone. It specializes in sharpening the major units and has very strong combat effectiveness."
“Fuck—” Ma Chao cursed: “Squad leader, wasn’t our exercise miserable this time?”
Chengcai glared at Ma Chao: "Can you speak? You should say this, we have something to play with in this exercise!"
"Huh?" Ma Chao was stunned for a moment. After a moment, he came back to his senses and chuckled: "Yes, yes, squad deputy, you are right, any professional blue army or white army will not be able to compete with our hunter team.
Gotta eat shit!"
The two men carried the laser launcher back to the armored reconnaissance vehicle.
Chengcai led people to install the laser transmitter, while Chen Fei and Xu Shuai debugged the vehicle-mounted machine gun.
The equipment had just been installed, and Chen Fei was sitting on the roof of the car to rest. Everyone else had jumped out of the car and gone elsewhere. Xu Sanduo touched it and climbed into the car: "Squad leader, this is the laser transmitter? This is the same as what we went up to.
The one mounted on the helmet is different this time.”
"Don't move. If this thing hits your eyes, it will burn them."
"Oh——" Xu Sanduo took his hand away absentmindedly.
Chen Fei glanced at him: "What's wrong? Are you worried?"
Xu Sanduo hesitated for a moment, and finally spoke: "Squad leader, I want to tell you something, but you can't tell anyone else."
"Okay, you say it!"
"Chengcai said he was leaving!" Xu Sanduo said weakly.
"You want to leave now?" Chen Fei was stunned and didn't even turn around.
"Chengcai said he was leaving us after the drill. He was going to the military academy!"
"Oh——" Chen Fei understood and couldn't help but laugh.
"Monitor, he said that I crushed everyone in the Seventh Company. He said that I also crushed her so much that she couldn't breathe, so he wanted to leave me. He never wants to be with me again. Monitor, I only know how to become a talent now."
Why are you ignoring me?"
"He is just used to you being worse than him, not used to you being better than him. But one day, he will get used to you being better than him, and then he will ignore you."
"I don't want to," Xu Sanduo said, "Squad leader, but I don't want to be better than others... I just don't want to hold you back. I just want to do a better job, not to embarrass you, not to hold you back for Class 8, and not to let you leave me, squad leader
, when the old squad leader left, he repeatedly told me that I must work hard, otherwise if I drag down the class, the superiors will transfer you, and you must leave me! Squad monitor, I have worked so hard for such a long time.
, it’s just that I don’t want to leave you!”
"There is no such thing as a banquet that never ends. Xu Sanduo, our brothers in Class 8 will have to part ways one day. Some are going to retire from the army, some are going to the military academy. It is impossible for everyone to stay with you all the time. You have to learn to be alone.
After the drill, the talented people will go to the military academy, and I also have to go to the military academy."
"What? Monitor, you want to leave too?"
"You have to go to military school to study for a period of time if you are promoted to a career."
"But monitor...I don't want you to leave!"
"This is not a matter of whether you think about it or not, Xu Sanduo, we will grow up one day. When we grow up, we will have our own lives. It is impossible to be together every day?"
Xu Sanduo drooped his head, feeling extremely frustrated.
"Xu Sanduo, people always have to grow up, and so do you. You also have to learn to face everything on your own. It's impossible to always have someone to protect you from the wind and rain. You have to walk the road in the future alone.
!”
At this moment, someone in the distance shouted: "Chen Fei—Chen Fei—"
Chen Fei turned his head and glanced over there, but it was a staff officer from the regiment headquarters. He looked familiar, but he didn't know his name.
"Here we come." Chen Fei replied, then patted Xu Sanduo on the shoulder: "Think about it for yourself." After saying that, he jumped off the chariot and trotted over.
"Chen Fei, the commander is looking for you! Come with me to the command post quickly!"
"yes--"
Chen Fei followed the staff officer into the temporary operations center of the regiment headquarters.
"Report--"
The staff officer shouted.
"Come in."
Chen Fei followed the other party and walked in. He stood at attention and saluted with a bang. During the salute, he glanced around and found that sitting inside were the company commanders and instructors of each company of the 702 regiment, as well as the regimental commander, political commissar, chief of staff, and the regiment headquarters.
Various combat staff officers.
"Chen Fei, your company commander said that you had participated in a war game with him before, and you played the professional blue team?"
"Yes, Captain!"
"Chen Fei, from your perspective, if you were the commander of the Blue Army, how would you fight this battle?"
"Report, if I were the commander of the Blue Army, I would break this battle into parts, avoid the real situation and avoid the weak, and defeat them one by one!"
Divide into zeros?
Avoiding reality and turning to fiction?
Defeat each one?
Everyone in the tent looked sideways after hearing this. Wang Qingrui was also stunned after hearing this.
"Chen Fei, please tell me in detail how to do it!"
"Yes!" Chen Fei replied, openly and without hesitation: "If I were the commander of the Blue Army, then before I issue combat orders, I would first analyze the advantages and disadvantages of both the enemy and ourselves.
The advantages of the 702nd Regiment are obvious, that is, they have strong firepower, rich experience in positional warfare, and more heavy weapons than us. Therefore, when I fight with the 702nd Regiment, we cannot engage in positional warfare, confrontation, or head-on confrontation.
Obviously, the terrain here is convenient for our Blue Army to perform. The high mountains and deep forests can weaken the firepower advantage of the 702 Regiment to the greatest extent. They cannot fight with us in positional warfare. They can only separate and form different assault teams to attack us from all angles.
I launch an attack on my position, but since I don’t engage in positional warfare, why should I have a position?”
"Wait, Chen Fei, wait, what did you just say? Why do you want to have a position?" Wang Qingrui interrupted.
"Yes!" Chen Fei replied affirmatively: "Our mission is to annihilate the 702nd Regiment, not to hold on to our position. So, why should I have a position? If I don't have a position, how can the 702nd Regiment attack me?
I have a helicopter. I can use the fastest speed to deliver my troops to the place where the small force of the 702nd Regiment must pass. I can lay an ambush there and catch the 702nd Regiment by surprise. After the attack, I will immediately take the helicopter and leave.
Just leave, so I don’t need a position at all. Everywhere is my position, but no place is my position. In this way, I don’t need to advance in parallel, I can attack in leapfrog style...
..”
Chen Fei talked eloquently about his understanding of modern warfare.
After listening to his story, everyone in the tent looked serious.
If the Blues really play like Chen Fei said, then...
The 702nd Regiment has no chance of winning at all——
The temporary operations center was extremely silent for a moment, and there was no sound.
I don't know how long it took before Wang Qingrui asked: "Chen Fei, the Blue Army is so powerful, do you think we still have a chance of winning?"
"Of course."
"Then how are we going to fight?"
"Report, my way is, they fight theirs, we fight ours!"
What Chen Fei said is a classic saying of the instructor. The instructor's original words were, you hit yours and I'll hit mine. Chen Fei modified it slightly, but the meaning is the same.
You hit yours and I hit mine. What does it mean specifically?
Everyone knows that different people have different strengths and weaknesses. The same goes for organizations. Different organizations have different strengths and weaknesses. This is an objective fact and is not subject to human will.
For example, at this moment, the Blue Army is very strong. The Blue Army has obvious advantages, but the Blue Army is not without its shortcomings. Compared with the Blue Army, the 702 Regiment has many shortcomings, but the 702 Regiment is not without merits. Therefore, the process of fighting,
It means you play to your advantage, I play to my advantage, and in the end, we fight to see who can't hold it back first.
They fight theirs, we fight ours!
Understood!
Wang Qingrui slapped his hand on the table, his eyes so bright that they seemed to be glowing.