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Behind the intricate broken arm, there is a row of three tanks, distributed behind different bunkers.

There were also a large number of infantry soldiers scattered around and hiding.

Suddenly, several black spots appeared on the horizon, and a formation consisting of Qingluan-02 and Qingluan-03 approached rapidly.

03 threw a heavy paint bomb, which exploded directly on the top of the tank.

According to the rules and model deduction, if a paint bomb of this magnitude hits the top, it will be considered a direct destruction.

"Scatter! Scatter!"

Intensive gunfire rang out, and the tanks became decorations. Whether it was the gun barrel or the machine gun, their elevation angles were simply unable to reach the aircraft, let alone the problem of hitting it.

Soon, the infantrymen hiding behind the bunkers were also bombarded by the Qingluan-02.

"Move! Get into the room! Get into the room! Quick!"

The strangest thing was that there was originally a group of three people hiding in the room.

A Qingluan-02 directly crashed through the window and "smashed" in, followed by red smoke and dust sweeping through the small space.

Outside the bunker, a large army of bionic aircraft hovered in the air, densely packed, like "eyes" overlooking the battlefield.

When the red team member looked up, a word suddenly popped up in his mind.

Swarm!

Fearless and omnipresent, uncontrolled, and capable of instant response.

The sky, windows, cracks in the wall, you never know where a "toy" bringing destruction will rush in from next moment.

One by one, the drones broke away from the group, were thrown from high altitude, or dived to self-destruct, like the sword beams scattered by a sword immortal with a wave of his hand, and the "buzzing" sound of the vibration of the mechanical wings merged into one.

Some infantrymen were hit head-on, some tanks were smashed during the transfer, and those forces that wanted to come to support were clearly visible from the high-altitude vision. Once they left the bunker, they were greeted by countless paint bombs.

In Bai Ze's eyes, in the eyes of the machine intelligence, these people on the ground are no different from the rice in the rice fields...

"They" are becoming more and more efficient, and there are more and more red smoke traces on the trial field.

With "mechanical intelligence", the combat effectiveness of bionic aircraft is countless times higher than those drone battle groups on the battlefield in Bai Xi's previous life.

Occasionally, an aircraft returns empty, and Dajiang’s employees will replace the battery and ammunition.

For them, it's like playing a game, all they have to do is change the batteries.

But for the "Red Team", these omnipresent bionic aircraft are their nightmare.

......

"One of the Red Army's tanks was destroyed, and seven men in a platoon were killed!"

"Three Red Army tanks were destroyed, ten men from one platoon were killed, and two were injured."

"Red Team Communications Squad, all members killed."

"Red Command, one killed, two injured, five remaining."

"Five Red Army tanks were destroyed, and one lost power."

On the test site, bright red smoke flowers bloomed one after another.

Inside the tower, a series of information was shouted out by the communicator.

"Why are all of them on the Red side? Didn't the Blue side suffer any losses?"

"Wait a moment, the blue team's casualties cannot be directly learned, and we need to contact the blue team commander."

After a while, the communicator said, "The Blue team lost eight medium-sized aircraft, all of which were destroyed by self-explosion. One large aircraft was hit by machine gun fire and exploded upon crashing, taking two people from the Red team with it..."

The drill lasted only 30 minutes in total.

The final result was that the Red Army was almost completely wiped out.

30 minutes to wipe out a fully armed armored company?

This is an efficiency that is completely beyond anyone's imagination.

Of the eight tanks of the Red Army, only three were left, all hiding in roofed bunkers. There were a few infantrymen left around, but they did not dare to go out at all.

Outside, the "mechanical intelligence" aircraft circled around the survivors, but there was nothing they could do.

Because the paint bombs had no actual power, Qingluan was unable to attack the units inside by destroying the cover, and the only side entrance was blocked by the side of the tank and debris.

The self-destruction attack of Qingluan-02 can only hit the side of the tank. According to the rules of the exercise, it can only be regarded as the tank losing power.

But anyone with a discerning eye could see that the "blue team" had won, and won completely.

If Qingluan was equipped with live ammunition, this place would have become a living hell long ago.

Yang Ru's expression was solemn, and he said in a deep voice: "The drill is over, let's count the results of both sides."

"Red side, 60 killed, 30 wounded, five armored vehicles destroyed... Command capability lost, evacuation capability lost..."

"The Blue team...lost 10 drones..."

“…..Gone???”

"Wait, let me ask again. Uh, they said one of the injured suffered a recurrent joint dislocation while changing the battery."

Everyone was silent.

"This kind of casualty ratio..."

"It's not just the casualty ratio..."

As the head of the general assembly department, Yang Ru closed his eyes and thought for a while.

"We also have to consider the economics... The Type 98 costs 1600 million yuan per unit... Human life is priceless, but..."

Five Type 98 tanks, plus lives lost and compensation, Mao Mao estimates... 100 million is gone...

Mom!

100 million RMB was reimbursed in 30 minutes! Even burning RMB with fire can’t be so fast!

This is a combat loss ratio that makes the general assembly personnel vomit blood.

"What about that aircraft? How much does it cost? It's so advanced, it can't be cheap, right?"

Yang Ru recalled the figures Bai Xi had told him and said bitterly, "A small one costs about 5000, a medium one 10,000, and a large one about 30,000..."

In parentheses, Bai Ze’s “machinery fee”, Bai Xi’s intellectual property fee, and Shen Fei’s special material prices are not taken into account. If large-scale industrialization is carried out, the price can be further lowered.

Not counting ammunition and the treatment costs for that unlucky guy with a dislocated joint, the blue team's total losses don't exceed 300,000...

This is not a loss.... This is clearly a huge profit!!!

With the Qingluan-03's 20kg payload and equipped with high explosives such as TNT, any main battle tank currently in service in the world will not be spared if it is hit on the top.

Because the tank's vital point is the top, which cannot be covered by firepower and is the weakest armor. Even if you mount a machine gun, you have to be able to shoot upwards at 90 degrees to make it meaningful.

A 3 yuan thing can kill a 1600 million yuan thing...

Yang Ru thought about other weapons currently in service. Machine aiming (human aiming) had no hit rate, and automatic aiming had difficulty locking onto something with such a weak infrared signature...

For example, just now, the red team's firepower level was forced to be suppressed in the era of millet and rifles, and it could do nothing but shoot and scatter.

It's like a little cow dancing ballet, awesome and outrageous at the same time...

And the most important thing is...

The entire blue team....but there are only 9 people....and we have to exclude two weapons assessment experts...

Bai Xi did nothing but made a gesture, and the red team collectively said GG.

More and more information is being revealed.

This is a completely new, asymmetrical way of fighting wars.

The amount of information represented can almost overturn everyone's understanding of the ground battlefield.

If it is backed by massive industrial output, it will rewrite the entire rules of ground warfare...

Heavy armored units have lost their glory since the Gulf War, and now they are likely to be stepped on again...

and many more.....

Then, can we, the General Assembly Department, save some money on buying tanks and support Baixi in developing aircraft?