The battle on the Huangshan Ridge in Lonely Ridge had just ended a minute ago, and the command system of the exercise decided the winner with the fastest speed, although the red side successfully killed the blue commander, but the last personnel of the red side were all wiped out, and the blue side completed the final tactical task, and the system decided that the blue side won.
Listening to the announcement of the victory, Ximen Jin's face became more and more ugly, what kind of victory can it taste like "I didn't think about using the Sharp Thorn Type 2 and putting it in the valley, I was just used to the caution of the surname, but I really didn't expect that your mecha would really be able to break through to my headquarters."
In the dead silence of the camp headquarters, Ximen Jin suddenly spoke: "But there is one thing I can't figure out, if you want to pass through my electronic detection, your mecha must have entered the electronic autonomous shield, so how can you find my camp?"
The commander finally raised his head, looked at Xu Le, who was sitting on the mecha tiredly, and asked, "Not to mention finding the camp, can you still guess how this room is the real command headquarters?"
In a philosopher's tone, Ximen Jin frowned, leaned on the table, and raised questions that he couldn't understand.
The humiliation of being successfully assaulted by the other party magnified the doubts and shocks in his heart countless times, so he would rather look up at the condescending Xu Le and ask out loud.
The officers and soldiers of the Iron Seventh Division around the Blue Pond Valley gradually gathered over, and the number was about one hundred and fifty, and they had already been judged by the command system to be all dead.
The officers and soldiers looked at the black mecha at the entrance of the camouflage headquarters, and at the young pilot leaning on the fuselage, their faces were pale, and the hostility condensed in hundreds of eyes was almost about to produce some kind of substantive damage.
Xu Le is a Donglin stone, never touched by the enemy's emotions, not felt by foreign objects, his face is like a hard stone skin covered on the outside of the stone, blocking all these gazes.
After being silent for a moment, he looked at Ximen Jin under the mecha and said: "Yesterday, when Commander Du taught officers and cadets, he said that soldiers should have a gambling surname, I just gambled blindly, it seems that I was lucky, and I won the bet." ” Ximen Jin looked at him with a gloomy expression and said, "Who believes this when it comes out?"
Xu Le was speechless, thinking that it would be impossible for him to dance and walk on the mecha, and then sang in a dumb voice: This is a little secret and a little secret, so I won't tell you to tell you Looking at Ximen Jin, who was sitting firmly in the camp and died miserably but still trying his best to imitate Du Shaoqing's cold style, and looking at the citizen number composed of a string of pale yellow lights on the head of this excellent commander, Xu Le actually had an impulse in his heart, wanting to tell the other party, not only do I know where your command is, but even I know that you are a citizen of Donglin, and you are five years old Chinese New Year's Eve today However, looking at Ximen Jin's bloodshot eyes, dry and unnatural hair, and thinking of the other party's mood at this time, Xu Le did not speak after all, and maintained his emotional stability in the hateful eyes of the officers and soldiers of the Iron Seventh Division who were watching him, and never seemed too happy.
At 12 o'clock in the afternoon, the troops participating in the military exercise withdrew one after another.
Although it was only a small temporary military exercise, it was just a battle of 1,000 people, but it was already quite troublesome to transport back those lost equipment.
What's even more troublesome is that those soldiers who were injured by the debris in the black mecha assault camp must be treated in time.
Fortunately, there were no real fatalities, Rao was so, although the officers and soldiers of the Iron Seventh Division who withdrew to the base were as silent and calm as ever, everyone could find a little different emotion and strong anger in their eyes.
This anger was directed not at the officer cadets of the exercise red side, but at this unexpected ending, an embarrassing victory.
What kind of troops is the Iron Seventh Division, those brother troops who ended miserably in the 37 military exercises know best that they are as solemn as winter for the enemy, and their requirements for themselves are like the most demanding art connoisseurs who refuse to accept the red envelopes of the Cultural Foundation.
The problem is that they don't think they have done anything wrong in this temporary military exercise, but they still lost, so they are angry, and they also have countless complex emotions for the pilot who piloted the black mecha, hatred, confusion, shock, all kinds of emotions are mixed together, or they return to the original point, and they are still just angry.
Heavy transport planes on military airfields are constantly taking off and landing, heavy carrier helicopters are whizzing past like big birds, transport ships are on standby in the distance, and soldiers with neat footsteps are walking across the road with grim faces, and the entire base is full of busy and solemn atmosphere.
Ximen Jin, who had dry black hair and was messy in the wind, led the officers of the staff headquarters of the Guards Battalion to walk at the front of the team, his face was very ugly, even if he walked into the base warehouse, the emotion on his face still did not loosen in the slightest.
Unlike the anger of the Iron Seventh Division, the trainee officers and cadets who were lining up had smiles on their faces that could not be concealed.
All of them who were fighting on behalf of the Red Side were killed or captured, and had just been released by the main force of the Iron Seventh Division, and everyone should have been dejected, sad and angry, and did their duty as losers, but they just smiled and looked at the outside of the warehouse.
In this military exercise, the officers' performance was actually very good, relying on the virtual forces allocated by the seven X's and the central computer, they actually sucked the main force of the Iron Seventh Division's Guards Battalion on the front line of the Huangshan Ridge in the Lonely Ridge for more than an hour, so as to gain valuable time and opportunity for Xu Le's longitudinal armor to break the battalion.
But after being reprimanded by Du Shaoqing like a blizzard yesterday afternoon, they could no longer be proud of this kind of thing, and the reason for their pride was the black X that was slowly hoisted down by a heavy helicopter outside the warehouse.
Xu Le, who was wearing a black high-energy material pilot uniform, rubbed his sweaty hair, dragged the heavy black workbench box, and walked into the warehouse of the participating army at the end of the team.
The moment he appeared in front of everyone's eyes, Zhou Yu, who had a gentle smile, and Hua Xiaosi, who was injured in his left shoulder, took the lead in applauding, and then the applause rang out continuously.
Although nearly 1,000 officers and men of the Seventh Iron Division looked ahead and did not make any moves, the 30-odd officers and students in training, the men of the 7th Group of the 17th Article, and the staff officers in the base applauded enthusiastically.
Xu Le was slightly stunned, then squinted his eyes and smiled, raised his hand and waved it to the officer and student, and then heard the sharp whistles and cheers of the broken goods in the seventh group.
Listening to the applause, whistles, and applause, the faces of the officers and men of the Iron Seventh Division, who had always been cold and calm, became a little more gloomy and ugly.
Xu Le listened to the applause, but thought of the day when the X mecha was successfully developed in the underground warehouse of the Fruit Shell Engineering Department in the Gangdu Industrial Park, he and Shang Qiu walked to the quiet warehouse, and greeted him with such moving applause.
Suddenly, he had the urge to talk to Shang Qiu on the phone and tell her about this scene.
The biggest difference between glory and vanity is whether or not you have done something for this sense of honor.
If the glory that Xu Le enjoyed after the military exercise was regarded as vanity, he would not refuse, he would only enjoy it, and was willing to enjoy it monotonously and repeatedly.
Minister Zou and General Myers did not participate in the inspection after the military exercise, the two most powerful bigwigs in the military always have to save some face for the Iron Seventh Division, after all, the final winner of the military exercise is the Iron Seventh Division, if they are present, it is inevitable to be kind to Xu Le and take care of it, so where will the face of the Iron Seventh Division be placed In addition, these two bigwigs also thought that Xu Le was already in the oil pot at this time, there was no need to give too much face, and then pour a scoop of alcohol.
At the end of the stormy applause in the base storeroom, there was still a burst of applause, a monotonous and dull applause.
Du Shaoqing, the commander of the Seventh Iron Division, looked at Xu Le, who walked in with a box, and applauded lightly with his hands wearing lambskin gloves, and the applause was a little dull, so the applause in the entire base warehouse subsided.
There was silence.
Xu Le walked to the front of the queue and gave a military salute.
The reception after the military exercise ended quickly, and the federal military needed this exercise to reverse the inherent tactical thinking of many generals, but in fact, if you carefully analyze these two exercises, the Iron Seventh Division led by Du Shaoqing is the unit that does not need to accept this kind of hammering, and the smart and accurate tactical design allows the Iron Seventh Division to seamlessly cooperate with the strong attack of the X mecha.
The soldiers in the warehouse of the base gradually dispersed, the officers and soldiers of the Guards Battalion of the Seventh Iron Division gathered together, the officers and students and the men of the seventh group naturally gathered together, Lan Xiaolong glanced at Ximen Jin who walked by his side, and said: "I'm really sorry, we lost again, but please believe it, we didn't let you." ” In order to cover Xu Le's black x deep into the mountains, the seventh group had to expose its tracks, and all the people were surrounded, Lan Xiaolong was very miserable and captured, but in front of the Iron Seventh Division, he had no consciousness of being a prisoner at all.
Nearly 1,000 officers and soldiers of the Seventh Iron Division heard this provocative remark, and their faces were ugly, but after all, it was impossible to stage a group beating in the warehouse in front of countless high-ranking military officials.
Zhou Yu patted Lan Xiaolong on the shoulder and motioned for him to look outside the warehouse.
In fact, most of the soldiers' eyes in the field have already turned to the outside, the sun on the mountains is gradually moving westward, the twilight is slowly thickening, in the pale red background, on a protruding hill, two figures are standing opposite each other, just like the picture in the paper-cut.
Du Shaoqing and Xu Le.
To be continued: