Zou Wenbiao felt that his eyelids were about to stick together.

In the past 26 hours, he has slept less than three hours.

Of course, everyone else didn't sleep well except him.

He was sitting in a rescue and repair vehicle, and the soldier in the co-pilot was holding a bottle of wind oil essence at this time, poured it on his fingers, and then wiped it under the driver's temples and nostrils.

"No, no, it's still not strong enough."

The driver was in tears, but he still shook his head, feeling not energetic.

"Wipe it again, or you won't be able to stand it."

He's been driving straight for 14 hours straight.

It will take another two hours to drive before you can change people.

Nowadays, almost all drivers rely on this trick to force themselves to lift their spirits and not fall asleep while driving.

Before coming, the Red Army Brigade asked the logistics department to buy things like wind oil essence for all companies according to the characteristics of the steppe, which could be smeared on the body during the exercise to avoid mosquito bites.

Unexpectedly, it came in handy at the beginning, but it was not used to prevent mosquitoes, but to rub it on acupuncture points and under the eyelids to refresh yourself......

As a vehicle for the repair battalion, it is the key to ensuring that this tank detachment can smoothly reach the 211 area.

For the past 26 hours, Zou Wenbiao has felt like he's going to collapse.

As a result of the continuous high-intensity tracked march, nearly 30 tracked vehicles and tanks of various types broke down.

In previous exercises, there was generally no such thing as battlefield maneuvering.

Generally speaking, the attacker moves peacefully to the area from which the attack started, and then opens the stance.

To put it bluntly, it is to act in an "excerpt".

This time it's a complete reversal of the previous concept.

In the era of single-arm operations, marching was a march, fighting a war was a war, and when marching, it was enough to do a good job of preventing sneak attacks, air defense, and opening up passages.

The possibility of peacefully entering the theater of operations is almost zero, and in the course of the ground troops' advance, the enemy has already launched various kinds of attacks beyond the limit, and the air force, missiles, and other units will continue to carry out all kinds of strikes against the troops that attempt to enter the theater for reinforcements.

The former concepts of front and rear have become completely blurred under the concepts of "unrestricted warfare" and "joint operations", and from the beginning of the declaration of war, it has been war, and from the moment it stepped out of the camp gate, it has entered the battlefield.

All this is completely beyond what the Red Army Brigade had previously envisioned.

In fact, before preparing to come to Grassland Town to participate in this confrontation exercise between the Red and Blue Army, the commander of the Red Army Brigade, Pham Minh Jun, was confident.

Instead of taking the train, he followed the motorized brigade along the road.

Except for the fact that the commander deducted points on the night after departure because the formation was relatively dense and unfavorable for air defense, everything else proceeded according to the plan in a fairly orderly manner.

Even the command and dispatch team, which had been monitoring and picking on the convoy of the Red Army Brigade, could not find too many problems.

Just when Pham Minh Quan felt that it was another perfect harvest for the Blues, and he once again won the exercise as easily as before, there was bad news from the train station.

The heavy armored units of their own brigade, which relied on train transportation, were hit by air strikes by the Blue Army, with direct battle losses of 65%......

Fan Mingjun threw his hat on the spot.

Isn't it cheating to find a fuck?

Before the Blues could see it, they had lost 65% of their heavy armored units?

It's magical!

If you say no, you don't!?

But the arms can't twist the thighs, and in the exercise, the director's department is the ultimate authority.

He said what he said, and he didn't have to refute it.

But that's not all.

While the motorized troops were still on the road, there was bad news.

This time is the equipment failure rate that Pham Minh Jun wants to see the most.

In the past, in low-intensity exercises and confrontations, heavy equipment was maintained to the best condition, pulled up and made a hard move, and frantically output attacks.

This time it's different.

First of all, I will give you a forced march of more than 200 kilometers on tracks, and I will first test the performance of your troops' equipment.

Let's not test tactics, maintenance, security, and your adaptability and equipment tolerance!

More than 20 hours of forced marching on tracks, dragging down more than 30 tanks and tracked vehicles at once.

Organize emergency repair, maintenance, refueling, and guarantee in the middle of the way......

After a series of commotion operations by the director's department, Fan Mingjun was dumbfounded.

Even if you sit in the command car, you can feel the pain in your flesh.

These are the latest equipment!

The other troops stared at them and couldn't get their saliva, so they gave it to themselves.

But the new equipment is cool, but it's not cool, what's the unpleasant?

In fact, from the perspective of equipment use, it is not that the newer the equipment, the better it will be used.

The main problem is that the old model is familiar to everyone, it is easy to play, and after years of patching, many minor problems have been fixed.

And what about the new equipment?

At the beginning of the year, although it has been rigorously tested by the manufacturer, there is still a process of mutual familiarity between a person and equipment when it is actually applied in combat troops.

Like a newly landed car, you haven't passed the run-in period, and suddenly build it to death, even Mercedes-Benz and BMW can't withstand such a toss.

This is completely out of the control of Fan Mingjun's ability.

But the yellow mud fell into the crotch of his pants, not but.

The equipment is your own, and it is also your own fault that it breaks down and delays the fighter.

War does not pay attention to human feelings, does not distinguish between right and wrong, and does not analyze who is responsible for it.

If you can't, you'll be finished.

After suffering an air attack, more than 30 pieces of equipment were lost, which needed time to be repaired, and it was not known whether it would be able to catch up with the battle.

Fan Mingjun's old blood is about to spurt out.

What made him even more distressed was that his soldiers had been forcibly marching for more than 20 hours in a row, and Fan Mingjun would not have been unaware of the feeling of sitting in the tank.

It is estimated that at this time, many soldiers have vomited in the tank, not to mention that they have to march overnight for more than 20 hours in a row, and they have rested for three hours......

Torture!

When Fan Mingjun was heartbroken, suddenly, a new briefing came from the command team.

The armored detachment suffered a biochemical attack from the Blue Army during the march just now.

"Biochemical Strike?" Fan Mingjun looked at the staff officer standing in front of him, and his heart beat twice.

"Is the loss big?"

"It's not clear yet." The staff officer said: "They are still in progress. ”

"I think...... Not a big problem. Pham Minh Jun seemed to be comforting himself: "We have only conducted anti-chemical warfare exercises in the past few years, so there should be no problem." ”

He said so, but he didn't know why, and he didn't have any superfluous thoughts in his heart.

This exercise seems to be completely different from the past.

"If there's any update, let me know right away."

He had to admonish the staff officer.

Now I'm afraid that there will be some new moths on the director's side.

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The fourth update!

I will continue to update.

I might have to go out to dinner with my son later, after all, he only comes back once a week, but I'll do my best.

(End of chapter)