Chapter 123: A show of force, a tit-for-tat battle
"Boom boom"
As the whistle sounded, the company dormitory building was like thunder, and the soldiers from each class quickly got up.
The reconnaissance company does not need to carry a backpack for the competition, but it must bring a gun. The bullet belt comes standard with four magazines, a water bottle filled with water, and four grenades, with a total weight of about 20 kilograms.
After receiving their equipment, the soldiers gathered in the dark camp with rumbling footsteps.
A martial arts competition.
This is a moment that will bring honor to the King of Soldiers and be engraved with passion and glory.
No one was not excited, and everyone wanted to win glory for the company.
The company duty officer counted the number of people in each class.
He quickly ran to Cheng Dong and saluted him! !
"Comrade Company Commander, the entire company has assembled. 154 men should be present, but only 135 are actually here. Please give instructions. The duty officer is First Platoon Leader Wang Yanjun."
"Get in line!"
"yes!"
Cheng Dong walked to the front of the queue, and his fierce eyes under his thick eyebrows swept across the faces of the soldiers in the front row.
He roared: "Reconnaissance Company!!"
“Kill! Kill! Kill!!”
The roar was deafening and full of momentum.
"At ease."
"Comrades, today is the day for our 7th Armored Brigade to compete with the Reconnaissance Company of their Anti-aircraft Artillery Brigade. We train our troops for a thousand days but deploy them for a single day. A competition is war."
"Ahead of us is a battlefield. Our enemies will be fierce and cunning."
"Comrades, are you ready for battle?"
“Kill! Kill! Kill!”
The sound of killing was still deafening. Chen Mo stood in the queue. Just the shouting made his blood boil. He couldn't wait to rush to the battlefield.
"Okay, everyone, turn right, four columns, get on board."
The company commander gave the order personally.
Boom boom boom.
The squad leaders of each class quickly ran out of the formation and pulled out the new recruits mixed in one by one.
"You will take the car at the back. When you get to the competition venue, please observe the on-site rules and do not run around. This time, you will mainly be there to watch."
The veterans started to board the bus.
Chen Mo, holding a gun and wearing a helmet, followed the veteran and squeezed into the side of the carriage.
Due to time constraints, they were not given time to eat breakfast, so the veterans from the kitchen squad carried large winnowing baskets and distributed the food one truck at a time.
The standard ration is four steamed buns and a bag of pickled mustard greens per person.
Thinking about the scene of participating in the motorcycle competition before, Chen Mo hesitated when he took the steamed bun handed to him by the veteran.
Although after being assigned to the company, the reconnaissance company no longer needs to borrow people from other people's car squads to travel long distances, all the drivers in the army are the same.
As long as you hold the steering wheel, your bloodline will be activated.
"Eat, scholar." The old soldier squatting beside him stuffed a steamed bun into Chen Mo's arms and said, "You can't go to the competition without filling your stomach."
"Don't worry, the car is very stable."
The veterans all knew what was going on and were grinning.
"Xiucai, you have to work hard when you get there. I smoked your cigarette yesterday and I'll help you get the water bottle when we get to the stadium."
"It's really rare. It seems that this is the first time that a clerk in our company can participate in the competition."
"What a bullshit document! The scholar is studying it every day. Why is he practicing against us? I've never seen him go out to get a document. Isn't Liang Pai still busy doing everything?"
"Of course not! Didn't the scholar draw a blackboard newspaper for us? It had a picture of a soldier holding a rifle and the slogan 'Practical combat trains elite soldiers, armor displays majesty'. Our company commander was so happy that he stood in front of the blackboard for the whole morning and insisted that the man the scholar drew was him."
"I knew immediately that he wasn't the company commander. Our company commander isn't that tall."
A group of bored old soldiers bullied Chen Mo and secretly spoke ill of the company commander.
They ate steamed buns, ate some pickled mustard greens, danced and chatted happily.
Chen Mo was not so interested in chatting with these old hands.
During this period, he often trained with this group of veterans and became familiar with everyone in each class.
Actually, it’s okay when we are not familiar with each other. We just smile or nod when we meet each other.
Looks quite polite.
But once you get to know someone well, every three sentences you talk about are about genitals, and at least two of your five sentences contain the word "fuck."
It's really tough.
Chen Mo held the gun, leaned against the iron rack behind him, and staggered forward.
The person driving this time was just as the veteran had said, very steady, and not driving very fast along the way. Not long after they started, Chen Mo was already feeling dizzy.
I don’t know how much time has passed.
Chen Mo was sleeping soundly when he was suddenly awakened by a series of violent coughing sounds.
"Ahem, ugh!"
"Where the hell did this get us? Damn, we're not going the wrong way."
Several veterans sitting at the rear of the carriage fanned away the dust that blew into the carriage from outside.
Chen Mo was sitting in the innermost part, which was a little better. He stretched his head to look at the side of the carriage and saw that the convoy had indeed entered the mountainous area, and the terrain even looked more like a desert.
I was sleeping and didn't notice it. This is a shabby place. There is not even a building or a person nearby.
A whole convoy was driving on the road, stirring up a cloud of yellow sand that blocked people's vision and made it impossible to see the road clearly.
The temperature in late March had reached over 20 degrees Celsius, nearly 30 degrees Celsius. These soldiers, who had set out in the morning and were wearing thick military uniforms, were already feeling stuffy in the carriage due to the crowds, and then the dust.
The environment is extremely harsh.
Choking to death, several veterans sitting outside simply took off their helmets and covered their faces with their hands.
Chen Mo also tilted his head to avoid the dust and began to recall the situation of the 63rd Army Anti-aircraft Artillery Brigade's base.
No matter what, he was a confidential secretary before and was quite familiar with several units under the military region.
If my memory serves me correctly, the anti-aircraft artillery brigade should be stationed in Xiaoyi, Shanxi Province, a place that is rich in mountain resources.
Located in the western hinterland of Shanxi Province, the terrain is high in the northwest and low in the southeast, and mountainous and hilly terrain is very common.
The garrison troops will definitely not be stationed in a crowded downtown area. Could it be that they have attacked the enemy's anti-aircraft artillery base?
Chen Mo was still thinking about it.
The convoy suddenly stopped and the people in the carriage began to get restless. After all, it took more than three hours to drive from Hedong to Xiaoyi.
These troop transport trucks used by the army are not comfortable at all. After sitting in them for so long, my butt is almost broken into pieces.
"Get out of the car."
Deputy Company Commander Hou Zhanye knocked on the train car and yelled, "After getting off the train, assemble on the left side. Each squad will take attendance and wait for instructions to enter. Be careful not to run around, and don't chat."
"Line up and get off the bus one by one."
The people in the reconnaissance company often stayed together and could understand the hidden meaning behind what the old monkey said.
The deputy company commander told us not to run around or chat nonsense, which clearly showed that the anti-aircraft artillery brigade was ready to "welcome" us.
Even Chen Mo, a newcomer, could understand it. Those veterans were naturally smarter than each other.
The veterans who were eager to move just now all lined up obediently, bent their backs and lined up to get off the bus. After Chen Mo got off the bus, he first quickly looked around.
When I figured out where it was, I understood why the deputy company commander gave those instructions.
The location of their convoy was not an anti-aircraft artillery base, but rather a bit like an outdoor shooting range.
On the right side of the crowd, on a large open space, rows of Type 59 100mm anti-aircraft guns were displayed. This was something Chen Mo had seen before, as he had seen equipment from later generations.
It's really old-fashioned and not very attractive.
But for the people in the reconnaissance company, so many guns are really rare.
In addition to the Type 59 100mm anti-aircraft gun, there are also the Type 59 57mm anti-aircraft gun and the Type 65 dual 37mm anti-aircraft gun.
These are not eye-catching.
What really makes the anti-aircraft artillery brigade so confident is that behind the rows of towed artillery, there is the PGZ-95 self-propelled anti-aircraft gun, which was recently put into service.
That guy, the tank is brand new, and looks like a tank, but it has a quadruple anti-aircraft gun launcher.
Even though there were only two of these things, they still attracted the attention of the people from the reconnaissance company.
In the late 1990s, this self-propelled anti-aircraft gun truly possessed invincible lethality.
This kind of lethality does not refer to combat effectiveness, but its attraction to soldiers, which makes people particularly jealous.
Even when Cheng Dong came over, he turned his head to look from time to time, with little stars almost bursting out of his envious eyes.
But on the surface, I still have to maintain the status of a company commander.
Try to pretend not to care.
"Fuck, these anti-aircraft artillery guys are really mean. They chose this place specifically for the competition."
Cheng Dong muttered softly.
Then he strode up to the people queuing up to get off the bus. He first glanced at the crowd and saw that they seemed to be in good spirits.
Cheng Dong nodded and said loudly: "Comrades, the competition field is a battlefield. This is not the first time we have participated in a competition."
"Even if it's a two-on-one situation, this isn't the first time we've encountered one. Before we rush to the battlefield, I have only one thing to say."
"That means winning. Kill those bastards called Anti-aircraft Artillery."
Cheng Dong lowered his voice significantly when he said the last sentence. After all, when he came to someone else's territory, he really had to keep a low profile.
But the next sentence becomes more uplifting: "Comrades, what is our company soul?"
"Fight continuously, dare to attack, and fight as long as you live!!"
“Kill! Kill! Kill!”
When shouting these slogans, all the soldiers in the company roared with all their might, fearing that they would lose the glory of the Third Insertion Company.
But no one expected it.
They just shouted the slogan.
In the distance, the same roars were heard.
"Reconnaissance Company!!"
"Brave and tenacious, daring to fight hard, willing to shoulder heavy responsibilities, and always striving to be the first in everything!"
“Kill! Kill! Kill!”
"Reconnaissance Company."
“Kill! Kill! Kill!”
"Reconnaissance Company!!"
"Loyalty, perseverance, martial arts, and courage to be the first!!"
Another team's slogan rang out.
Because their vision was blocked, Cheng Dong, Chen Mo and the others could only hear the sounds but could not see where the people were at all.
But the other people followed them in shouting, their voices getting louder and louder, with similar slogans, the same murderous intent, and high morale.
Even though the competition hasn't started yet.
The hostility in the queue began to rise rapidly.
These old scouts really value honor more than their lives, and they don’t care who the hell you are.
With such provocation, we can only fight to see who wins.
Chen Mo blinked. He heard that the noise in the distance was still quite loud and the slogans were still being shouted.
Some veterans clenched their cheeks as they listened.
Even the new recruits who came to watch were excited.
Although both the recruit competition and the scout competition are competitions.
But it's obvious.
The battlefields they had participated in before were incomparable to the battlefields of these scouts.
It's a tit-for-tat confrontation.
Cheng Dong put his hands on his waist, his eyes were upside down, and he waved his hand and said: "Enter."
"Old Monkey, you're bringing new comrades, don't put on the number plate."
"Everyone else, follow."
"Line up and go meet them."
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