Ballistic Silence of Special Years

A military camp dozens of kilometers away.

Sirens sounded throughout the camp.

A light armored personnel carrier has already parked on the big playground, and has been parked there for several days.

The soldiers of the mountain brigade heard the sound of emergency assembly, jumped out of bed as quickly as possible, and quickly put away their personal supplies—everything was ready-made, and they were in a state of combat readiness before. The guns were not put into storage, and they were hung directly on the bed side.

Put on your gear, grab your gun, put on your shoes, and go!

You don't even need to manage the backpacks and forward supplies, these are all handed over to the support department, they will gather these things and then transport them to the front line, and now the duty of the soldiers is to rush to the designated place as quickly as possible. Firefight missions are performed there.

This was clarified at a meeting a few days ago, and the company commander and platoon leader repeatedly urged and deduced the optimal plan many times.

It also reflects the flexibility and speed of the light brigade.

The two battalions actually boarded the vehicles within 15 minutes.

The person in charge of this operation was the deputy brigade commander who called the curtain and stood beside the command vehicle, holding a small tactical indicator light in his hand. After talking with the commanders of the two battalions, the staff officer next to him came over and told him, the deputy brigade commander, everything All set.

Curtain Xie took the indicator light, drew circles in the air three times, and shouted: "Let's go!"

The armored torrent roared aggressively out of the camp, and rushed towards the abandoned factory where Fu Ming was located like a tiger descending a mountain.

Most of the light armored infantry fighting vehicles of this mountain brigade are wheeled, and their travel speed is much faster than that of tracked infantry fighting vehicles.

Sitting on the command vehicle, Xie looked at his watch and calculated in his mind that if he went at full speed from the camp to the stronghold of Fu Ming's platoon, he would probably be able to arrive in three to ten minutes.

Three 10 minutes.

a very short time.

As long as Fu Ming can persist for half an hour, they can get support.

As long as these two battalions arrive.

What kind of special squad is scum in front of large-scale armored mountain infantry!
What's more, they brought a lot of heavy equipment this time, big guy, let the soldiers of the special warfare company who don't know what to do and think they can perform on their own territory know how many eyes Lord Ma has!

This is a matter of honor, and the curtain call made careful arrangements.

The entire support plan has been deliberated over and over again, and the staff of the brigade headquarter worked on the plan all day and night.

Looking left and right, it was all right, and the curtain call was finalized.

use!
Use it well!
Be sure to get the best results.

The convoy drove for about ten minutes. Curtain Xie picked up the radio microphone in the car and pressed the call button.

"The speed is a bit slow. The teams run freely, widen the distance, and boldly move forward at full speed. They must arrive at the designated location within three to 10 minutes as planned, and strive for a shorter time to enter the combat area."

Just put down the radio microphone, suddenly heard a loud noise.

boom--

boom--

Curtain call was taken aback, but quickly calmed down.

Sure enough, he felt that the speed of the convoy had slowed down, and his car pulled over to the left and stopped under the hillside, using the mountain as a cover.

The rest of the vehicles in the convoy, especially the vehicle responsible for the firearms duty, immediately entered a combat state, and the vehicle-mounted weapons on the roof began to search for targets.

Curtain Call is very confident in his troops.

ambush?

It seems he guessed right.

When specifying the battle plan, the staff officers came up with an idea - based on the behavior of those special forces, if they want to ensure that Fu Ming's platoon is taken down, they must buy more and more sufficient time for raids.

It is only half an hour away from the camp area where the mountain camp is located to the factory area where Fu Ming Pai is located.

The best way is to call for help.

This is the traditional combat mode that PLA is best at.

Blocking, assisting, and delaying, buy time for the home team.

"Old fashioned!"

Curtain Xie picked up the water glass on the side, unscrewed the stainless steel lid, and calmly took a sip of strong tea.

Sure enough, a report came from the radio station soon.

"Call the command center. The convoy was harassed by a small group of special forces. The other party has already evacuated. Two of our Mengshi vehicles were damaged. We need to stop and change tires. Please instruct."

The curtain call thought for a while, picked up the intercom and issued an order: "Follow the predetermined plan."

"Yes."

Book a plan.

The so-called predetermined plan is to send vehicles on duty to fight back when they are harassed by a small group of enemies. If the enemy retreats, don't be afraid, carry forward the fighting style of going forward, and don't make any stops. The priority for large troops is to support Fu Ming's platoon , continue at full speed.

After stopping for less than 3 minutes, the team started to advance rapidly on the mountain road again. As for the damaged Warrior car, it is enough to leave the maintenance personnel for repair.

This is the correct processing pattern.

The curtain call looked at his watch, and it was less than 10 minutes' drive away from Fu Ming Pai's stronghold.

He couldn't resist picking up the radio again.

"Attention all battalions, companies and convoys. The enemy sent a small team to stop us, which means that they need more time to attack. We can't fall into the trap. If there is another attack ahead, just don't stop. Just leave a platoon to deal with them. The others Keep going, don't stop!"

Put down the station.

After a moment of contemplation at the curtain call, I thought to myself, just want to delay two battalions with this little trick?

The gang of special forces also looked down on people with dog eyes, and really thought that the mountain tour was made of paper! ?

What worries him now is Fu Mingpai.

Before departure, the communications staff had already reported the situation, and Fu Ming's platoon had been cut off after the attack alarm was issued.

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It seems that those boys of the special forces are really a bit of a piss. I don't know what method they used, and they can even take down the communication station.

He had a bad feeling.

The radio station is the core, generally the most heavily guarded.

The radio station was blocked, could it be that Fu Ming Pai has been completely compromised?

A row, even less than three 10 minutes?
impossible!
Curtain call to comfort myself.

My own soldiers know it well, so they won't be so foolish.

After thinking and thinking, he picked up the radio again.

"After entering the war zone, implement blockade plan A."

This blockade plan is for special situations, including that the stronghold has been breached. Then one of the battalions will go to the stronghold to support, and the other battalion will spread out directly next to the kilometer and disperse into the jungle. Even if some people succeed, they cannot be allowed to fly out.

After doing all this, the curtain call felt a little relieved, closed his eyes, and slowly rubbed the center of his brows, waiting for the moment of contact to come.

At this time, outside the old factory building on the outskirts of N Town, the thick smoke hadn't dissipated, but the entire factory building was already immersed in dead silence.

When the lead vehicle of the mountain tour arrived, the lights shone on the outside of the factory building. On the edge of the fence, Fu Ming led his platoon, or sat in a living station, dejected.

A platoon leader jumped out of the lead car, and seeing Fu Ming far away, he shouted, "Fu Ming, why are you here?"

Fu Ming pointed to the receiver on his tactical vest, and smiled wryly, "I'm already a corpse..."

The platoon leader was taken aback for a moment, then turned around and ran, and quickly returned to the car to pick up the radio.

"Call the command center, the enemy has broken through the stronghold, the stronghold has missed, VIP has lost control!"

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