Chapter 8: I Want to Become a Demon

Otherwise, people say that most of the great men are fickle, and most of the fickle are hooligans.

Liu Bang is purely a hooligan and a scoundrel, and he can also be an emperor, but a generation of heroes Xiang Yu can only kill himself in Wujiang, leaving a song of the overlord Farewell Concubine ambushed on all sides, which makes future generations sigh. But if Liu Bang's fickleness and Xiang Yu's bravery and fighting can be combined into one person, then ...... Isn't that our big brother Fu Yinxue's squad leader?

Now the members of the Fifth Special Unit have completely bowed down under the military and police riot boots of Fu Yinxue's squad leader's eldest brother, and when it comes to rich war experience, changeable killing methods, perverted physical training, and crazy bull in dealing with people, they are no longer on the same level as the boss. After seeing the rogue methods of the squad leader and the boss on the international stage, all the soldiers are even more convinced that they must not be enemies of the squad leader's eldest brother, otherwise he will sell you and you won't know what's going on!

After the disappearance of the entire training camp brothers for twenty days, he returned to the barracks, and in the face of the instructor's due diligence questioning, the eldest brother of the squad leader could reply without blushing or panting: "The desert is too hot, how can you adapt to the plateau climate and snow environment when you fight here every day?" So I led them to climb Mount Everest once in twenty days, and only the highest peak in the world is worthy of being conquered by our brothers of the Fifth Special Force! ”

There is no doubt that this article was said loudly, and the listeners nodded again and again, quite with the same emotion as the hero.

When the Fifth Special Force of the Zhenzhi jumped out of the car with the smell of gunpowder smoke that had not dissipated, the six martial arts instructors and the two life guidance officers in the training camp all widened their eyes. This professional soldier who exudes a soaring murderous aura and can only show a silky and submissive look when he sees the squad leader is the scout unit that has not participated in any war twenty days ago? Although it is said that the Fifth Special Unit is the most elite unit in the world, and with a little training, it can emit a hundred points of heat and emit a thousand points of light, but the contrast between the front and back is too great, right?

Even if they were bathing in human blood and sleeping in the pile of dead, they should not have accumulated such a strong murderous aura, unless they would kill people with their eyes closed when they slept during these twenty days!

However, this is the real fifth special force of China! Each soldier has the strength of everything in the sky, as if the sky is falling, and they also have the confidence to carry it, but they have learned to tolerate each other, and every move brings out the best tacit understanding that belongs to the team.

Fu Yinxue and his four sworn brothers are like a huge magnet, firmly holding everyone together. One can imagine what a spectacular storm this special forces will set off on the battlefield when he gives the order to attack!

The six instructors silently looked at the young squad leader named Fu Yinxue with tears in their eyes, and the one hundred and fifty-four soldiers standing closely behind him, and the oldest instructor muttered to everyone: The division of tigers and wolves!

The superiors had already issued three orders one after another, urging Fu Yinxue to immediately lead the troops to Lhasa to report. The unrestricted armed confrontation contest between China and India, in which a division is a unit, has begun to enter the countdown amid the attention of the whole world, and various military materials and resources have been continuously sent into the battlefield. At the beginning of the war, the two countries were no longer allowed to import even a needle of material into it. If you don't reserve more ammunition, once you enter a protracted war of attrition, you will be able to put on a good show like a cold weapon battle of 10,000 people.

After assessment and re-assessment, demonstration and demonstration, the Fourth Infantry Division of the Xinjiang Provincial Military Region, known as the metal storm, became a Chinese [***] contestant. The division has been stationed in Kuqa for a long time and is the first rapid reaction force of the Xinjiang Provincial Military Region. The division once participated in the war against India, and in the Sino-Indian War, famous combat heroes such as Luo Guangxie and Si Mai Yi Maimaiti emerged, and it is an honorary division with a fine combat tradition.

Eighty percent of the soldiers of the Fourth Division are veterans of 2,002 years, and they are well-trained and well-equipped. The armored regiments under its jurisdiction are all equipped with new domestic Type 88A tanks; The division also has two artillery regiments under its jurisdiction, and its comprehensive combat capability is extremely strong. In order to enhance the firepower coverage capability of the Fourth Division, the artillery regiment under the Fourth Division carried out a major rearmament in just one week, replacing the old towed artillery with the most advanced 155-mm self-propelled guns, and distributing 120-mm mortars and long-range rocket artillery to soldiers at the company level.

Gao Ting, commander of the Fourth Division, and Sun Zhenguo, chief of staff of the division, were both outstanding commanders with outstanding strategy and more than 25 years of military experience. Two people, one is good at defending and one is good at attacking, one is positive and one is strange, and they complement each other and complement each other. Their three regiment commanders, Yang Tong, Wang Chaoyi, and Zhao Bangping, are not idle people, they are all the kind of powerful people who dare to fight and dare to fight, and can bear the heavy pressure and carry heavy burdens, and are known as the "Thunderbolt Three Tigers" in the military camp!

In order to allow the three regiment commanders under them to exert their strongest combat effectiveness and avoid them from doing anything too outrageous on the battlefield in a hot head, Gao Ting and Sun Zhenguo painstakingly selected and assessed high-achieving students from military academies from all walks of life, and finally found high-level staff talents for the three henchmen who can lead the way and retreat. It took three years to form a division-level command system that could stand the test of the battlefield.

Looking through the confidential information of the Fourth Division, I nodded again and again, this is a first-class unit in China in terms of personnel quality, historical traditions, weapons and equipment, and command system.

I led the soldiers of the Fifth Special Unit to Lhasa by helicopter, and as soon as we got off the plane, we felt a heavy pressure at the military airfield. Everyone is in a hurry, at this critical moment, even if you really have nothing to do, as long as you still want to mix in the army, you have to pretend to be doing your best!

Now that military control has been exercised in the whole of Lhasa, a military assessment team led by the chairman of the CPC Central Committee has set up camp in the Lhasa Military Region. Hundreds of pieces of military information are constantly being gathered to the military assessment team every second, and 1,500 senior military staff officers have formed a terrifying number of think tanks, each of whom is busy with a computer, classifying and summarizing all kinds of data, and then analyzing all kinds of possibilities through statistics and probability theory.

When they are hungry, they will press the electric bell at hand, and within two minutes there will be delicious food and drinks with scientific nutritional ratios, and when they are tired, they will lie down on the sofa by the wall for a while, and they are really too nervous.

Other times, these people are like a bunch of crazy people, working 24 hours a day with their eyes wide open. The aroma of coffee wafts everywhere, and even though the exhaust equipment is open 24 hours a day, it is still full of smoke, and there is the occasional tired nose from someone lying on the sofa in between. There is no longer the cleanliness and rigor of the barracks, and there are half-eaten food and used paper cups everywhere. The orderly and Ben didn't dare to come in to clean, as long as there was a slight movement, it would cause the staff whose nerves had collapsed to the limit to thunder.

The instructions given to them from above are very simple: to win this war, you will be indispensable, and you will all be raised by one level and obtain a first-class military merit medal; If you lose this war, you have an unshirkable responsibility to go home together!

This is a war that neither side can afford to lose!

This is a war that does not require prisoners, does not need to think about any humanitarian, so-called Neiva Pact. Once the race begins, no one will be able to communicate with the troops inside, let alone make any real interference.

Looking at the soldiers in a hurry, I let out a soft sigh.

I led the Fifth Special Force to dump ammunition on the battlefield of small-scale mercenaries with the method of a loser, and I wanted them to get used to the three-light policy of killing, blowing up, and burning everything. If we catch the captives, we must feed them with our limited supplies, and we must allocate enough men to prevent them from causing irreparable damage within our army, and it is better to kill them all.

As long as I can win this war, even if I want to slaughter civilians and forcibly annihilate girls inside, even if I want to become the finger of a thousand people! All I have to do is win this war and win back her children for my dear country. If someone is destined to become a demon in this war, then let me do it! Anyway, I am already destined to apostasy because of the late Ying, and I am not tolerated by the world.

War is supposed to be the most cruel, bloody, and violent paradise in the world, but those fools under the guise of peace-loving people want to use this and that to soften the edges and corners of war. Even if a hundred doves of peace stand on a cannon, that cannon is still a cannon, and as long as one cannonball is loaded and pulled, all the pigeons will roll and roll. Even if you fill me with olive branches and let me see a pregnant woman dare to appear at the gate of the barracks with a light machine gun, I will kill her without saying a word!

Today is Thursday, January 5, 2006, and there are large snowflakes in the sky. Stretching out and connecting a piece, the hexagonal snowflakes quickly turned into a little crystal water droplet in his hand.

I wonder if in some corners, some children are happily and happily building snowmen?

At the moment when the hands of the watch jumped steadily towards 12 o'clock in the afternoon, three flares were fired at the same time in the camps of both the enemy and the enemy. Immediately after the roar of 10,000 artillery pieces, the self-propelled artillery regiments of both sides simultaneously dumped shells on each other's territory, and since the Sino-Indian War in 1962, although the major war between China and India has not started, the small friction on the border has never stopped.

Who doesn't hate each other to the point of itching their teeth? After the Gureem raid and China's retaliatory counterattack, the hostility between the two countries reached a breaking point.

In order to avoid two self-propelled artillery regiments fighting each other at the beginning, both sides sensibly placed the self-propelled artillery regiments on the last edge of the battlefield, so that they could attack the other side's territory and destroy the barbed wire and semi-permanent defensive positions on the border without worrying about being counterattacked.

The command post of our division was set up at a natural hidden point 15 kilometers away from the border line, and even in the midst of the instantaneous bombardment of thousands of shells, we could still feel the ground trembling slightly, and the muffled sound of the bombardment was incessant.

The twenty-two computers in the headquarters of our division suddenly appeared at the same time, and an operational staff officer who had been trained in electronic countermeasures exclaimed: "Not good, someone is forcibly logging into our Dragon Shield command system, they seem to have found a loophole in the system, and they may be able to forcibly take over the command of these computers in a few minutes!" ”

Chief of Staff Sun Zhenguo asked urgently: "Can you stop them?" ”

The staff officer looked at the dongle lock in the corner of the screen, fine beads of sweat were already oozing from the top of his head, and he shouted urgently: "Seven of the thirteen signal lights have been turned on, and it may take five minutes at this speed before the other party can break through our electronic protection!" ”

The video wall, which can faithfully convey information about the layout and force changes of the entire battlefield, also became snow-white, and several colorful characters slowly floated out on it: Chinese, you are doomed!

Seeing these big words, everyone in the division headquarters and I let out a curse in our mouths at the same time: "Fuck C32!" ”

In the early 90s, the Indian army set up an army software center and an automated data processing committee, and the army also launched a "radio engineering network system", which greatly improved the modernization of the field command system and the effectiveness of operational command. Since then, the headquarters of the three armed services and various military regions have respectively set up data processing centers with third-generation electronic computers as the mainstay, and have initially realized the automation of operations, training, communications, planning, and management of high-level command organs.

On this basis, the Indian army set up the C32 special digital unit with the Chinese [***] team as the imaginary enemy, and their task was to forcibly cut off the network and radio communication between the command post of the Chinese [***] side and the troops at the beginning of the war.

Yang Pengju, the head of the regiment, grabbed the phone, and after pressing the number, he hatefully threw away the microphone and shouted: "No! ”

The division commander looked at the Chinese on the huge TV wall and said, "Even if you are mentally prepared, but the battle has become like this, it is really passive!" ”

(Little demon: Thank you for your support, but this week's essence has run out, so forgive me.) Hehe, there are too many things to explain in this chapter, and there is really no way to reduce it, so it's normal to be a little cumbersome. Help me pick out the wrong word brother, add you a fine! )

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