Our ancestors once said: Where there is oppression, there is resistance.
The ancestors also said: Where there is resistance, there is suppression.
Chu Jungui's strength was nothing more than that. After all, being able to use a light machine gun to such an extent was really admirable. But Lieutenant Colonel Hu's one-hand covering the sky finally caused a backlash.
In fact, up to now, there have been more than 30 tactical infantry classes that have failed the assessment, and the number of personnel to be eliminated has long exceeded the college's plan. However, Lieutenant Colonel Hu still did not stop and allowed Chu Jungui to put the entire class of students into the class that failed the assessment. ranks, this is a bit much. Finally, someone with a deep background tried to stop this by putting pressure on the upper echelons of the college. But he didn't expect Lieutenant Colonel Hu to be unexpectedly tough and push back the deputy dean's greeting.
And throughout the whole matter, the dean has been pretending to be deaf and dumb, and no one can find him.
However, the continuous pressure from the top management still had some effect. The tactical infantry assessment section that Lieutenant Colonel Hu is in charge of has no choice but to always find a breakthrough from the surrounding areas. Therefore, some people continue to build momentum, believing that pure infantry can only play a role in occupation and security on the planetary battlefield, and is no different from the police. The teaching and assessment focus of the business school cannot be based on infantry and light machine guns.
Others also echoed the sentiment, believing that various types of tanks and mechas are the way to go in land warfare. Tactical infantry is mainly mechanized troops, so some adjustments must be made to the focus of the assessment.
Under the strong backlash from all parties, Lieutenant Colonel Hu was unable to cover the sky with one hand and was forced to agree to expand the scope of Chu Jungui's participation in the assessment as a Blue Army member. As soon as this decision was announced, the tactical infantry squad that had not yet participated in the assessment burst into cheers. After all, the No. 31 training ground where Chu Jungui is located is a required subject for all tactical infantry. No one can get around this hell.
As for the more than 30 squads of tactical infantry who had failed the assessment, everyone was gnashing their teeth, but in the face of the overall situation, they did not come out to protest. The top management of the college has already leaked rumors that as long as Chu Jungui is successfully transferred from the training ground 31, there will be opportunities for re-examination in the future. In this way, transferring Chu Jungui has become the common wish of more than 100 classes in the third grade of tactical infantry.
Even though tactical infantry is a major that accommodates low-ranking students, after all, the number of students accounts for more than half of the total number of students. Even the dean must pay attention to the call for integration.
Therefore, the day after the decision was made, the new mission Chu Jungui received was no longer the 31st training ground, but the 33rd training ground. Chu Jungui didn't think there was anything wrong, so he obeyed silently without questioning. It was useless even if he questioned it. The contract stated that the college had the right to adjust the specific assessment content of the project schedule at any time. There are seven or eight similar clauses. In short, whatever the college says is what it says, and you just have to obey.
Chu Jungui never thought of resisting from the beginning, and resisting was useless. He didn't want to sign this contract, but there were many people who wanted to sign it.
The No. 33 training ground is dominated by plateau desert terrain, supplemented by low hills. The main assessment content is small-scale land combined operations, in which the main arms are tanks.
Changing from a machine gun to a tank, Chu Jungui's terrible shooting skills could no longer be used. This was the original intention of transferring him to the No. 33 training ground.
The standard for training ground 33 is also a medium-difficulty assessment. The offensive team is a combat group composed of four tanks as the basic unit. Each attacking force is composed of 5 combat groups. At the same time, each combat group has about 20 soldiers. Combat infantry accompanied them in infantry fighting vehicles.
The Blue Army is relatively weak, with only four main battle tanks and about ten auxiliary tanks of various types, with a total strength of about 50 people.
The assessment theme is to encircle and annihilate the enemy's small-scale armored reconnaissance force. Since there are two words of encirclement and annihilation, naturally the Blue Army's strength is far inferior to that of its opponents.
Faced with the joint backlash from all forces, Lieutenant Colonel Hu didn't say anything, but the corners of his mouth sank deeper. Anyone who knows her well knows that this is her unique way of sneering. Often after a sneer, there will be particularly harsh measures.
On the assessment day, in the early morning, the training ground on No. 33 was filled with a faint murderous aura.
In the offensive zone, the attacking tanks have been assembled and arranged in a tight and tight formation, like steel cubes. All participants know that this is not a simple assessment, and there will be instructors personally taking charge. This instructor was also a legend in the academy back then. He set a record of defeating seven opponents with one in a test and finally annihilating all his opponents. This is also the academy's record for a single assessment chariot duel, and no one has been able to break it so far.
Although there are two infantry fighting vehicles in the instructor's record, which is a bit watery, this flaw cannot cover up his brilliance.
As an instructor, of course he cannot go off in person, he will only supervise the battle at the scene. Even this is enough to stimulate the morale of the whole team.
At this moment, there was a main battle tank parked in front of the tank array, but this tank had eye-catching invigilation marks painted on it. On the top of the chariot stood a muscular man. He only wore a tactical vest, and he made no secret of the muscles that could jump on their own.
This man is a real macho man. He doesn't even need a loudspeaker. He can overwhelm the roar of the engines of dozens of tanks on the opposite side by relying on his lung capacity alone.
"I told you from the first day of school that tanks are king, and mechas can only assist. Look at this armor, look at this tonnage, look at this barrel! This is what men should play with! Engine oil, vibration, and noise are the unique charm of the tank! A pretty boy like Qin Yi can only hide in the mecha and do some shameful things. But now, there is another pretty boy in the academy, yes , he is opposite you now! On the other side of the mountain, less than ten kilometers away from you! Can you bear it?!"
One by one, the tank soldiers emerged from the hatch, listening to the instructor's speech, their blood boiled, and they wanted to pick up the tank and charge directly. They were all muscular men, and it was difficult for them to squeeze out of the hatch. It was also hard to understand how they were admitted to the armored infantry branch in the first place.
The instructor looked at the time, waved his arms vigorously, and roared: "The time is up! Now, start your engines, step on the accelerator to the bottom, rush up, and use your giant cannon to let the rabbits on the opposite side know what a real man is!"
A group of muscular men one size smaller screamed and screamed, and male hormones flew everywhere.
But their howls were suddenly interrupted by a sharp howl. The whistling sound was particularly strange. No one had heard it before. It seemed to come from above the head and was approaching quickly.
"Cannonball!!" Someone screamed, and the cry was instantly drowned out by the violent roar.
A large electric fire suddenly erupted from a tank. The strong current caused the muscular man in the hatch to twitch continuously, and then he fell on the turret and fell unconscious. Looking at the car full of electric lights, there is no need to ask about the condition of the passengers in the car.
The chariot then fired a red laser, pointing straight into the sky, which was extremely eye-catching. Moreover, the three surrounding tanks were also affected and shot out red laser beams one after another.
The appearance of this signal means that the tank has been destroyed during the exercise. When a signal is sent, all equipment on the vehicle will be automatically locked, and there will be no possibility of corpse fraud.
The armored infantrymen had seen the scene in front of them many times. Everyone knew that the tank was hit by a composite anti-armor round. But the question is, where did the anti-armor bullets come from? The chariot on the opposite side is obviously separated by a ridge.
The whistling sounds came one after another, non-stop. Anti-armor bullets fell from the sky and hit the head of the tank formation. These chariots are arranged too closely, the military power is indeed majestic, and the sequelae are also quite obvious. When a composite anti-armor round falls, several tanks are often hit together.
"Move quickly!"
"escape!"
"Don't block the road ahead!"
The communication channel was in chaos. The instructor just looked at the hellish scene in front of him, and his mind went blank for a while.
Anti-armor bullets fell one after another from the air, with extremely fast firing speed and extremely dangerous landing points. First, blast a circle around the chariot phalanx, destroying all the outer chariots, leaving the inner chariots with no way to escape or hide, and then facing the tanks in the center that are spinning around like headless flies. The car was bombarded violently.
With a terrifying rate of fire of thirty rounds per minute, it only took two minutes for the entire tank phalanx to be annihilated.
"What's going on!" The instructor finally reacted and roared into the communicator.
Before he could reply, another extremely harsh scream sounded above his head.
The instructor raised his head, his pupils shrank, and he only had time to howl: "Your uncle! Even I dare to explode..." He and the chariot at his feet were all submerged in the waves of lightning.
On the other side of the mountain, Chu Jungui clapped his head, "Huh? It seems like there was an extra car? Forget it, who let them get so close? Just treat it as accidental damage."
He comforted himself a little guiltily.
Chu Jungui looked at a mysterious instrument at hand, and the more he looked at it, the more he couldn't put it down. This instrument looks like a military computer from ancient times. It is bulky and thick, with a shell that is as thick as a finger. It looks like a suitcase, opened at the moment, lying flat on the tank turret.
After it is turned on, a projection of the surrounding terrain appears above the instrument, which is updated every half minute. The clarity of the terrain projection is terrifyingly high. If it is fully enlarged, you can even see the stones and grass blades on the ground clearly. Every corner of the projection actually has detailed coordinate data. As long as Chu Jungui points at a certain location, the data will be automatically loaded and transmitted.
These data transmission speeds are extremely fast and are standard interfaces. They can be directly transmitted to remote fire support units to guide them to provide fire coverage.
As a blue army, Chu Jungui certainly couldn't have long-range support firepower, so he used the tank's main gun as a long-range artillery. As for the elevation angle problem, it could be easily solved. He placed two stones in front of the chariot and directed the chariot to climb up. After the front was raised, the elevation angle was sufficient.
In this way, the direct firepower was turned into a curved firepower, and the range barely reached the assembly area on the opposite side.
As for how to determine the precise location of the opponent, it depends on the legion-level multifunctional composite battlefield scanning imager that Chu Jungui has on hand. This suitcase-sized thing can accurately detect all movements within a radius of fifteen kilometers without releasing an auxiliary unmanned reconnaissance aircraft, and can scan the underground to a depth of fifty meters.
If the auxiliary drone is released, it can have a panoramic view of all intelligence within a fifty-kilometer range, and command regiment-level long-range firepower to carry out precise strikes.
This battlefield imager is Lieutenant Colonel Hu's silent counterattack. The consequences of angering the Iron Maiden are never pretty. When dealing with resistance, she never compromises, only suppresses it.
There is a reason for Chu Jungui's love for battlefield imagers. Because he bought this imager that required level seven permissions to purchase, the total debt quietly increased by another five hundred thousand.
