Chapter 3

"Commander of the third company!" Zheng Sheng, the staff officer of the regiment headquarters, appeared next to the convoy of the third artillery company.

"Yo! It's Lao Zheng!" Zhang Jianxing jumped out of the car and greeted warmly.

He and Zheng Sheng graduated from the teaching brigade at the same time, but later Zheng Sheng went to the military academy a year earlier than him.

"Lao Zheng, why did all the tank units go up? What happened ahead? Why didn't we receive the order to move forward?"

"Don't worry, I'll give you a battle task right now." Zheng Sheng took off his helmet, wiped his sweat and said, "the first regiment in front was attacked by chemical weapons, and directly reduced its personnel by 50%. The regiment commander predicted that the blue army would launch an armored cluster charge in a short time, so he took our regiment to accelerate forward and rush to support, and ordered your department to start building a gun position right away. The battle is expected to start at any time."

"50%?" after listening to Zheng Sheng's words, Zhang Jianxing was also surprised. "Damn it! We've been bombed without even seeing the shadow of the blue army these days. How do I think we're fighting aliens?"

"I don't think it's just a war with aliens! In the air raid just now, our air defense artillery fire was red all over the sky, and the blue air raid fleet was intact. Don't you think it's bullshit!? I think the abnormal behavior of the director group will throw nuclear bombs directly on our heads later!" Zheng Sheng said dejected.

"Forget it, who doesn't know the conduct of those dog days? When the 112 brigade came here to participate in the exercise last year, no one saw it, they were beaten black and blue. The troops in the hands of one of the leaders didn't officially enter the battlefield, leaving less than one battalion. They were so angry that they burst into tears." Zhang Jianxing didn't want to mention these things again. He waved his hand impatiently and asked, "where are my shooting coordinates?"

"There is no accurate shooting coordinates. According to the prediction, the blue army's attack direction is 2C. The 1st regiment establishes a defense line in zone 2a, but the current situation of the 1st regiment is very bad. It is the weakest link in the defense line. The blue army's dog days either don't come, but they must come from there. You receive instructions to carry out comprehensive shelling in zone 2C immediately!"

Zheng Sheng jumped into the warrior car as he said.

The door slammed shut.

When the car didn't open, Zheng Sheng put his head out of the window and shouted, "Lao Zhang, remember, regiment 1 is in 2a, and they will try to introduce the blue army into 2C. You have to be careful. Don't fucking throw shells on the heads of our brothers in regiment 1 and destroy their remaining possessions."

"Dog day! Don't you trust my command skills?!" Zhang Jianxing smiled and suddenly put away his smile and asked, "but the radio station is very unstable now. How can I receive orders if communication is disturbed?"

"If the line is unblocked, we can't use the radio. Let's use the old method. Pay attention to the sky over there. We'll send someone to shoot two red flares, that's the firing order. Without scientific and technological means, we still have the old tradition, don't we? I don't believe that evil. Without butcher Zhang, we have to eat pigs with wool?"

"But..." Zhang Jianxing was a little embarrassed: "if there is no front-line gun finger guidance, how can I fucking correct the impact point!"

"If you want a fart impact point, you've been crazy for a long time. If you're crazy, you'll have to be crazy. To win the metamorphosis, first you have to be abnormal! What's the current equipment configuration of the blue army? Qingyishui surpasses the abnormal parameters of American tanks and the number of Soviet large-scale clusters. The 59 modified tanks they use in the simulation system are better than American m1a1 abramstank! Deal with this Pervert, we can't follow the rules. When you see the firing order, you can directly cover 2C! "

"OK, I'll do as you say!"

"Shit! I think of the abnormal parameters of the blue army armored forces. They all have toothache!" Zheng Sheng beat the bridge hard and said, "anyway, you'll beat me hard. Give me all the salvo and rapid fire, and make me hard ammunition. I don't believe you 155 howitzers can't blow up those abnormal blue army iron turtles!"

After scolding, he remembered something and solemnly reminded him: "Lao Zhang, now the other two companies in the artillery camp are finished, only you are left. The fire support depends on you. I'm afraid the troops behind will not catch up for a while and a half. Be careful!"

Zhang Jianxing nodded and saluted.

"Go!" Zheng Sheng saluted back, raised his head at the driver and banged his hand on the door twice. The warrior car roared, rolled up the dust and disappeared into the dark.

It was still dark, and the prairie was still sleeping and did not fully wake up.

The convoy of 155 howitzers pulled slowly away from the dirt road and stopped on the concave ground in two nearby dirt slopes.

Qin Fei jumped out of the car and looked around.

The concealment of this position is good. The terrain between the soil slopes is flat and hundreds of meters wide horizontally. It is an excellent gun position.

The morale of the cooking team was low. Obviously, everyone was completely dampened by the words "wearing a green hat, carrying a black pot and watching others shoot". They were all listless like a plague chicken.

"Get out of the car! Get out of the car!" Yin Xiancong jumped out of the car first and greeted the humanitarian of the cooking class. "All come down and prepare breakfast."

Nobody moved.

"All the fuck cheer me up!"

Looking at the bear like people in the car, Yin Xiancong was angry. He pounded the carriage board and shouted, "do you know what shame is!? the most humiliating soldier in the world is not a cook in the artillery, but a coward who wears a military uniform but has no fighting spirit. Like you, he has a military badge but makes a three-year-old child's mood!"

The soldiers of the cooking class were stunned, and Qin Fei was also stunned.

When I was sent to the cooking class, I was depressed and thought that I might really be forced out of the army, so I pressed the bed board every day.

I didn't expect that my consciousness was not as high as a cooking class leader who didn't see it at all.

A burning feeling climbed onto his face. Qin Fei felt that Yin Xiancong was talking about himself.

See everyone silent. Yin Xiancong said, "we'll be soldiers once in our life. In the future, when people ask us, what have you done in the army? How can we answer? Do you mean to leave after two years in the army!? what's the point? You're good to say that you used to be a soldier!?"

This scolding woke everyone up and everyone moved.

At more than four o'clock in the morning, the open grassland was silent everywhere.

Qin Fei stood by the car and looked at it for a while and said, "monitor, I think something's wrong. Don't use the cooking car."

"Bullshit!" Yin Xiancong said, "how can I cook without a cooking car?"

Qin Fei pointed to a big pit almost 200 meters away on the right.

"Go there to cook."

Yin Xiancong turned his head and looked over there. There was a big pit 100 meters away, with a diameter of more than 10 meters. Maybe it was blown out by a missile during the last exercise. It looked very deep.

"Go to the pit to cook!?" Yin Xiancong couldn't figure it out. He thought he wouldn't use a good cooking car and ran to the pit to cook? What's wrong?

"The cooking truck can't drive into the pit. Besides, on this side of the artillery position and company command, it's inconvenient for us to cook so far. It's a toss!"

"The car stays here, and people go into the pit to dig a light stove and smoke stove, and do it with earth." Qin Fei didn't intend to explain, but said bluntly, "although it's a little troublesome, I'm right."

Yin Xiancong frowned and wondered if Qin Fei had nothing to do to make fun of himself.

But looking at Qin Fei, I don't think the soldier is joking at all.

"Why?"

"Premonition!" Qin Fei's answer was clear, "a premonition of a scout."

Hunch!?

Yin Xiancong was stunned. Now he must make a decision, listen to the hunch of a first-class soldier who was sent to the company for less than half a month, or stick to his consistent practice.

But he had an unspeakable trust in Qin Fei, a trust that even he couldn't tell the truth.

After a moment's hesitation, Yin Xiancong gritted his teeth and made a choice: "listen to me from the cooking class! Move the cooking guy to the pit over there. Xiaopang, take the engineer's shovel and prepare to dig the smoke stove and dark stove. We won't cook in the car today."