Who taught you to be a recruit like this?

Chapter 604: May the world be peaceful and no more wars

"Warriors, follow me!"

"Machine gunner, cover fire!"

"We must take back the position ahead!"

On a battlefield somewhere, the Red Army commander Lu Chong held his gun and led his soldiers to charge forward.

There was rumbling artillery fire and billowing white smoke in front of him, but he always fought on the front line to kill the enemy.

People were constantly hit by the Blue Army's bullets and fell down.

But the more this happens, the more the remaining people seem to have their bloodlines awakened.

Lu Chong was a veteran who had participated in the southern self-defense counterattack and a commander who had truly crawled out of a pile of corpses.

It had been a long time since he had experienced such a realistic exercise, and it had been a long time since he had felt such pleasure in killing.

The battle is nearing its end, and the red and blue sides have almost the same consumption of weapons, ammunition, and manpower.

But even so, neither side gave in.

It profoundly explains that when the bullets are used up, use your fists; when the fists are broken, bite with your teeth.

In the past, when one side's military strength was reduced to 30%, the exercise could be stopped and the winner would be determined.

But the two sides were chasing each other so closely that it was difficult to judge.

Someone suggested that the game be called a draw.

However, the people from the Blue Brigade disagreed.

For them, it’s either win or lose, what’s the point of a draw?

So, after an emergency meeting of the director's department, the so-called overtime was arranged.

Give both parties another twelve hours.

After the time is up, the losses of both sides will be assessed to determine the winner.

It was these last twelve hours that made the battle infinitely close to the brutality of the real scene.

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On a certain battlefield, the Steel Knife Combined Battalion was reduced to only one platoon. The company commander Tang Lei and his soldiers were so tired that they could not even hold their guns steadily.

Just before, they and the Blue Army had fought countless battles to seize a position.

They took this position again and again, but were taken away by the Blue Army again and again.

Both sides had used up all their heavy firepower and almost no more artillery shells, so they could only fight with their men.

There were less than thirty people left in the Steel Knife Combined Battalion, and their firepower consisted of only three light machine guns and a few grenades.

There were only about forty people left in the opposing army.

There are two heavy machine guns, but they are seriously short of ammunition. However, there are still two mortars...

In the end, both sides were exhausted and could only take a break and eat something to replenish their energy.

The Blue Army built a simple shelter using sandbags, earth piles, and camouflage nets on the position they seized.

Inside the bunker, a battalion commander of the Blue Army was munching on compressed biscuits, staring at the red eyeballs, and discussing with the rest of the people the time and route of the next possible attack by the Red Army.

In fact, the heads of these Blue Army soldiers were buzzing and their brains were blank.

Their faces were covered in mud, their bodies were dirty and smelly, their lips were chapped, their skin was black, and their eyes were particularly empty.

After fighting to this point, they were exhausted both physically and mentally, and felt like a string was about to break at any moment.

It was even beginning to become difficult to tell whether this was an exercise or a real battle.

Comrades around him fell one after another, and food and ammunition became less and less.

Since entering the Zhurihe training base and becoming a member of the professional blue team.

They almost always win battle after battle with a crushing attitude.

They had never imagined a battle like the one they were facing now, where reality and fantasy were blurred and everyone was pushed to the brink of despair.

At this moment, many Blue Army soldiers felt inexplicably uncomfortable.

They just wanted this damn battle to end quickly and to return to the warm and comfortable barracks as soon as possible.

Take a hot bath, have a good meal, and then have a good sleep.

Then, it seemed as if God had heard their call and sent Qin Feng to their side.

The good news is that Qin Feng has wiped out the entire Blue Army position, and everyone can go back to bed.

The bad news was that at the last moment, the enemy detonated two cluster explosive packs, turning the entire position into a grave for everyone.

Not only did Qin Feng fail to escape, but Tang Lei and a dozen or so Red Army soldiers under his command also returned to dust.

Sitting on the vehicle of the body collection team, the dusty Qin Feng felt relieved, but his body felt particularly sore.

Especially the legs, even with the bandages, they still felt sore and swollen as if they were exploding.

These days, he has been moving quickly across battlefields, infiltrating enemy camps and completing decapitation missions.

He no longer remembered how many enemies he had killed or how many enemy fire points he had destroyed.

Now, Qin Feng's mission has finally ended, and he can finally relax and take a break.

On the corpse transport vehicle, Tang Lei asked him, "Deputy Chief of Staff, do you think our Red Army can win in the end?"

Qin Feng smiled, his eyes too tired to open: "At this point, with so many casualties on both sides, does winning or losing still matter?"

Tang Lei was silent for a moment, suddenly not knowing what to say.

This was also the most realistic and brutal exercise confrontation he had ever experienced.

He sighed silently, leaned back in the carriage, and his mind began to clear.

Qin Feng: "In my heart, I feel that we have already won."

He opened his eyes, looked at the Blue Army opposite him, smiled, and said, "Of course, in the Blue Army's heart, they haven't lost either, right?"

The Blue Army battalion commander sitting opposite looked seriously at the young lieutenant colonel who beheaded him.

He felt that Qin Feng's words were very interesting and philosophical.

The soldiers of Yan State have never lost?

More than an hour later, everyone was sent to the shelter, which was the same place as the previous field hospital.

However, the shelter is now overcrowded, all of whom are red and blue soldiers who were killed and eliminated in battle.

It was lunchtime, and Qin Feng had just jumped out of the car when he saw a group of familiar faces squatting there eating their boxed lunches.

Yuan Feng, Zhao Pengfei, Li Jiasheng, Qi Meng, Long Tianye, Guo Haitao, Xu Tiancai, even Chief of Staff Qiu, Sun Quan, and Zhu Huihui were all there...

"Come, get your lunch."

Zhao Pengfei picked up a lunch box and handed it to Qin Feng with a smile.

Li Jiasheng also joked, congratulations, Brother Feng, you finally finished filming, we have been waiting for you for a long time.

Qin Feng opened the lunch box, which contained a chicken leg, some stir-fried vegetables, and rice.

He squatted together with everyone, eating boxed lunches, feeling very complicated.

If this wasn't a drill but a real scene, they would have been gathered together in the underworld by now.

The horror of war was vividly displayed at this moment.

The start of a war is often instigated by one side, but when it will end is unknown.

Wherever the war went, lives were lost and it was like hell on earth.

Even someone as strong as Qin Feng could not escape the baptism of the battlefield meat grinder.

Our people have lived a peaceful and stable life for only a hundred years.

Qin Feng sincerely hoped that what he had learned in his life would never be put to good use.

Because rather than making great achievements and becoming a general, he hopes for world peace, a stable and peaceful country, and prosperity and well-being for the people.

Of course, Qin Feng believes this is also the dream of every Chinese son and daughter...

Overtime ends.

The director's office sent people to intervene and stop all forms of fighting.

In addition, the "Three Disciplines and Eight Points for Attention" were played on a loop through loud speakers to help the soldiers break free from the fighting on the battlefield and the mentality of fighting to the death.

The directorate was also busy calculating the casualties of both sides in order to determine the final winner.

In the viewing room, everyone was looking forward to it, even Ge Hongbin was waiting anxiously.

Everyone was like a father outside the delivery room, waiting for his child to be born, feeling anxious.

The winner between the red and blue sides will soon be revealed.

"It's out, the result is out!"

"Who won? Who won? The red team or the blue team???"

"Yes……"