He Dayong's words suddenly made Fan Mingjun unable to find the north.

What do you mean?

What "that's not called a Type 59 tank"?

"Deputy Commander He, what the hell is going on, I'm confused." Pham Minh Jun felt like he had come here to be tortured.

According to the practice of previous exercises, the weapons and equipment of the other side were quite clearly listed on the table and distributed to the commanders.

Before this exercise, Pham Minh Jun also applied to the grassland town synthetic comprehensive training base for relevant materials for this exercise in accordance with regulations.

However, all that was obtained was some worthless information about the opponent's structure, the time of the exercise, and the time of the march.

In other words, before Pham Minh Jun came to participate in the exercise, he only knew that his opponent was the professional Blue Army brigade in the grassland town base.

And clear simple information such as departure and drill time.

And the rest is unknown.

Actually, you don't need to know!

Isn't it very clear in Pham Minh Jun's eyes?

Everyone is a brother unit in a military region, who doesn't know the family background of the former Blue Army Brigade?

What's more, although the Blue Army Brigade has also been building and transforming in recent years, from an ordinary field army tank brigade to a synthetic brigade, but things like equipment are clear.

Individual equipment is okay, to talk about armored equipment......

It's still the old 59 mid-tank, plus the old tracked armored vehicles like the 63 and 85 types.

"Yes, you're seeing 59, but it's not actually 59." He Dayong was calm, and told Fan Mingjun calmly, as if the latter was making a fuss about himself and had never seen the world.

"The appearance is 59, in fact, in the digital countermeasure system, its parameters are the M1A2 tank imitating Eagle Sauce."

"What?" Pham Minh Jun felt like he was going crazy.

"Why didn't you send out the relevant parameters in advance and tell us?"

"When it's time to fight, will the enemy come and submit their equipment spec sheet to you?" He Dayong asked rhetorically.

Pham Minh Jun was speechless.

This sounds a bit rude, but after tasting it carefully, I think it makes a lot of sense.

When you're fighting, you can't run around to the enemy's position and say to the enemy commander, "Hey! Dude, show me your equipment list and parameters! ”

That's true.

The battlefield is over.

He Dayong hung up the phone, and Fan Mingjun swallowed the bitter fruit.

He must now weigh whether he needs to adjust his tactics or not.

Originally, the three sets of tactics before the departure had already been scrapped when they did not enter the exercise area, and another set of battle plans were hurriedly made, but now that they look at it, they are so stupid that they have to be scrapped again.

"04, can you resist it?"

Pham Minh Thien hurriedly contacted the commander of the 4th Battalion, who was fighting on the front line, through the radio.

"We lost a company and advanced less than five kilometers. The Blues have the advantage of the terrain, not to mention that their equipment is simply not right, I don't know what is going on, how can this be exercised? Type 59 is fighting against us Type 99 and Type 96?! “

"That's not a 59-style ......," Pham Minh Jun involuntarily repeated what He Dayong told him.

"It just looks like it's a Type 59."

"What do you mean?" The commander of the 4th battalion was also obviously confused.

"I say, that's just what looks like the Type 59, in fact, their parameters in the digital countermeasure system are set exactly according to the most advanced M1A2, including their firepower! Got it? ”

The 4 battalion commander was stunned.

He couldn't answer such a ridiculous question.

"4 Battalion Commander, you are the commander of the first line, I only ask you, do you think you can open the passage to the main battle zone of the Blue Army?"

There was silence on the other end of the line.

There was no answer from the commander of the 4 battalion.

This is a difficult question to answer.

If the 4th Battalion says no, it means that there is a problem with the entire battle plan and it must be reshrunk and adjusted.

But as a front-line commander, the commander of the 4 battalion could not easily be defeated.

Because he knows what the consequences are.

This means that if a company loses 5 kilometers of path, the torn path to the main position will be lost.

Losing those 5 kilometres may sound like nothing, but in fact the next time you attack, you will have to pay the same price.

But if you don't retreat, continue to rush forward, with the current opponent's equipment and defense, you are not an opponent at all, and the sacrifice can only be wasted.

What's worse is morale.

In the tank company under the 4th Battalion, all the soldiers and officers were completely confused and even afraid of the power of the special model of the "M1A59" of the other side.

Can't you beat it?

Two shots to kill one?

What the hell is this 59 style?

This is the most fearful thing about the battlefield.

Once fear is created, morale is bound to be low, and everything will be unpredictable.

"No more."

The commander of the 4 battalion finally gave his own judgment.

"I think we should retreat for the time being."

Pham Minh Thien understood the judgment of the commander of the 4th battalion.

He didn't want to scold the other party for being afraid of death.

It's not that I'm afraid of death, it's just that time doesn't wait for me.

Perform a tactical retreat first, then shrink back to your own defense line to adjust.

It's good for officers or soldiers who are currently in shock.

"I agree with you to shrink your battle line, be careful not to panic, and prevent the enemy from taking the opportunity to pursue."

"Yes!"

……

Blues command post.

A staff officer stood up happily.

"Brigadier Commander! The advance troops of the Red Army withdrew! ”

This is a victory.

This is certainly a victory.

The enemy retreated, which meant that their attack was disrespectful.

Although the whole exercise has not yet been completed, this is only a small stage of victory, and who will die in the end depends on the casualty ratio and the occupation rate.

At least an exciting start, though.

"Where did they retreat?" Xia Chenglong ran over quickly and stared at the screen.

Sure enough, on the front line of engagement, all the tanks and infantry vehicles and other points of light that the Red Army had been detected in the forward positions were receding and finally disappearing.

The communications corpsman shouted the report: "Brigade commander, 4 battalion commander on the line." ”

Xia Chenglong went over and picked up the microphone: "I'm a wolf's den." ”

"The black wolf reports the situation on the front line, the enemy armored forces are retreating, please indicate whether to pursue."

Black Wolf, is the code name of the 4th battalion.

Xia Chenglong held the microphone and looked up at the live screen of the battlefield.

After a long time, he put the microphone back to his ear.

"Let them withdraw, don't chase, beware of traps."

"The black wolf understands."

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