It's better to conquer them than to command the steel torrent

Chapter 43 Chapter | Pinch the Aorta
At the same time, in the garrison south of Station Zero...

"Report!" A communications officer arrived outside the commander's tent and reported to the adjutant there, "We received a wide-area call from Convoy 076 half a quarter of an hour ago."

"What happened?"

"The convoy said it was attacked by an unknown enemy."

"And then? Nothing more?"

"Yes, I can't get in touch with you anymore."

The adjutant said doubtfully, "The 076 convoy set out not long ago. It's only traveled ten kilometers at most. How could there be an enemy attack?"

Everyone was puzzled - the main force of the Red Army was retreating in a hurry, so how could there be an enemy attack in the rear hundreds of kilometers away from the front line?

Everyone discussed it for a while, but couldn't come to a conclusion.

So they woke up the commander of the depot garrison.

"Commander Liao, this is the situation. It's really bizarre." The captain communications staff said helplessly.

The major in gold-rimmed glasses glanced at his watch and said in a Hunan accent, "Alright, they're here to strangle our arteries. We can't grant them their wish."

He then ordered: "Assemble the troops immediately, occupy the pre-set positions, quickly establish a defense line, and prevent the enemy from attacking at night!"

Speed ​​is the essence of war. This has been a truth for thousands of years.

In the dark night, a tired army after a long march arrived just a few kilometers away from the No. 0 military station.

The crew members were slightly better off, but the ones who suffered the most were the engineers who accompanied them all the way. They were almost torn apart.

The fuel tanks of more than a dozen tanks are almost empty and they can't hold on for much longer.

The communicator turned around and shouted to Shang Ke, "Car No. 9 reported that it was out of fuel. They said the carburetor might be broken, and the fuel consumption is much higher than normal."

The latter opened the hatch and poked his head out, a cold wind lashing his face. After a long pause, he lowered his head and gave instructions, "Everyone, follow orders. Move forward to a thousand meters ahead of the enemy and prepare for the attack. Form a left echelon. Push hard. This is your last chance to win. Watch out for flares."

凌晨4时05分，气温4℃，距离日出2小时40分钟。

The armored unit continued to advance towards the target position, and the cavalry tank company's formation had changed into a "/" shaped attack formation.

Suddenly, a faint bright spot appeared in the distance, rising into the night sky like a meteor flying in reverse.

"Flare! Attention!"

A dazzling ball of light suddenly appeared, and the vast earth was instantly covered with pale light, as if it were daytime.

Shang Ke saw a figure appear on the small mound a few hundred meters to the left front, and he immediately realized that the blue garrison had responded.

"Three tank platoons and one engineer platoon remain to hold them back. The rest of the troops follow me. Charge in the vehicles! Don't stop! Break through!"

"what?"

"Move quickly!"

More than a dozen off-road vehicles stopped in a disorderly manner, and a platoon of thirty or forty engineers got out of the vehicles, completed the tactical deployment in front of the small earthen slope, and began to build prone trenches on the spot.

The remaining engineering platoon and chemical defense platoon all boarded tanks and forced their way through the enemy-controlled area along the dirt road.

In fact, the motorized infantry battalion defending the No. 0 military station had two companies, and only a vanguard platoon arrived on the small slope in advance. The main force of more than 300 people led by the battalion commander Major was still on the way by truck.

Illuminated by the flares, the tanks seemed to have become props from a black-and-white movie. When the major saw the armored formation charging towards him, he instantly realized that he was a beat too late—it was too late to deploy.

When Shang Ke saw this scene, his heart was relieved.

"The enemy is still on the march. Just charge straight in and one-sidedly!" He decisively ordered, "After breaking into the military depot, disperse and blast the supply distribution center... but don't actually blow it up."

Things have developed to this point, it seems that they have seriously deviated from the script?

The people in the directorate hurriedly stopped the exercise.

Shang Ke didn't think that failure was imminent. After all, according to the situation just now, it was a foregone conclusion that this armored unit would destroy the No. 0 military station after defeating the garrison.

"What's going on? At least wait until we rush in before calling for a stop." Shang Ke stared at the members of the directorate team with ill intentions.

"Uh..." The captain of the directorate smiled wryly and hesitated, "This is a huge deviation from the original plan. Stop for now and wait for our report."

After one hour.

All the generals at the headquarters were awakened and began to discuss this unexpected and bizarre situation.

Is this something a human can do?
A lieutenant general from the headquarters was the first to ask, "Based on this situation, how big is the impact? Please elaborate."

Under the gaze of the crowd, a senior colonel from the General Staff bluntly stated, "The scenario sets the location of Soldier Zero at a second-tier logistics base, with two military trains running back and forth every day and night, handling 1,500 tons of supplies."

The staff officer continued his cold statement, "Considering the offensive momentum of the Blue Army's various divisions over the past few days, each division has consumed over 200 tons of ammunition per day. After this sudden attack, the five divisions on the Blue Army's right wing will be without ammunition for at least two days. It will be difficult to organize an effective offensive within three days."

There was silence at the headquarters for a full ten seconds as everyone was thinking.

"If that's the case, the exercise ends here." A brigadier general mumbled, cigarette in hand, "What a mess."

"Don't jump to conclusions. We won't know who wins or loses until the last moment." The lieutenant general waved his hand.

"Who's leading this team? He's incredibly courageous." The Brigadier General pointed at the map while holding a cigarette, and said in amazement, "Find his resume so I can see who this proud student is."

The dean of the Handan Tank Academy was also present. He said leisurely, "He's from our short-term training program. He was previously in the First Mobile Division. He was recommended by Ding Changyan (Ding Shu)."

As soon as the dean finished speaking, the brigadier general said impatiently: "I want this guy. I'm in need of a reconnaissance battalion commander."

Another person disagreed and denied it, "Your profession is not suitable. Why don't you go to your 12th Division and join our 1st Tank Brigade?"

The Brigadier General was unwilling to give up. He sought support from the Lieutenant General and reluctantly proposed, "How about this? My 12th Division doesn't want the first batch of quota for the replacement of new guns. Boss, please help me put in a word."

The so-called new gun refers to the Type 36 155mm howitzer, which has a 32-caliber, a maximum range of 17 kilometers, and a transport weight of only 6.9 tons.

This is the finest divisional howitzer in the world, bar none. To reduce weight, not only was the cradle and recoil distance lengthened, but aluminum alloy components were also used.

Among the European powers, only Marianna's Schneider product could barely compare, but it weighed more than a ton; as for Varland, it was even worse. Although Rheinmetall's product was half a ton lighter, its range was nearly three or four kilometers.

Since the military industry of the Grand Federation is far from fully operational, the output of various new weapons is very limited.

Good things are naturally something that everyone wants.

"I don't care about this kind of thing. You go talk to Mingzhang." The lieutenant general turned and left.

"I have other uses for this person, so please don't ask for his help." The dean waved his hand and declined the brigadier general's request.

"You guys are hiding all the good people and good things... Ha! How stingy!" said the brigadier general angrily.

(End of this chapter)