God is Coming

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Our ancestors once said: Where there is oppression, there is resistance.

The ancestors also said: Where there is resistance, there will be suppression.

Chu Jungui's strength is nothing more than that, after all, it is really admirable to be able to use a light machine gun to such an extent. But Lieutenant Colonel Hu's one hand covered the sky, which finally caused a backlash.

In fact, up to now, there are more than 30 squads of tactical infantry who have failed the assessment, and the personnel to be eliminated have long exceeded the college's plan, but Lieutenant Colonel Hu still does not stop, allowing Chu Jungui to send the entire squad of students into the squad that failed the assessment. Ranks, this is a bit too much. Finally, someone with a deep background put pressure through the upper echelon of the college to try to stop this matter. Unexpectedly, Lieutenant Colonel Hu was unexpectedly stubborn, and he rejected the greeting from the vice president.

In the whole matter, the dean has been pretending to be deaf and dumb, and no one can find him.

However, the continuous pressure from the top has played a role. The tactical infantry assessment part in charge of Lieutenant Colonel Hu has no choice but to always find a breakthrough from the surrounding area. As a result, some people continue to build momentum, thinking that pure infantry can only play the role of occupation and law and order on the planetary battlefield, and is no different from the police.

Some other people also echoed, thinking that various types of tanks and mechs are the king of land warfare. Tactical infantry is mainly mechanized troops, so some adjustments must be made to the focus of the assessment.

Under the strong backlash of all parties, Lieutenant Colonel Hu could not cover the sky with one hand, and was forced to agree to expand the scope of Chu Jungui's participation in the assessment as a blue army. As soon as this decision was announced, the tactical infantry squad that hadn't participated in the assessment burst into cheers. After all, the No. 31 training ground where Chu Jungui is located is a compulsory subject for all tactical infantry, and no one can bypass this gate of hell.

As for the more than 30 tactical infantry squads that had failed the assessment, everyone was gnashing their teeth, but they did not come out to protest against the current situation. The senior management of the college has revealed that as long as Chu Jungui is successfully transferred from No. 31 training ground, there will be opportunities for make-up exams in the future. In this way, it became the common wish of more than 100 squads in the third grade of tactical infantry to transfer Chu Jun.

Even if the tactical infantry is a major that accommodates the bottom scumbags, after all, the number of students accounts for more than half of the total number of students. Even the dean should pay attention to the voice of the integration.

Therefore, on the second day after the decision, the new task Chu Jungui received was no longer No. 31 training ground, but No. 33 training ground. Chu Jungui didn't think there was anything wrong, he didn't question, and obeyed silently. Even if he questioned it, it was useless. The contract stated that the college had the right to adjust the specific assessment content of the project table at any time. There are seven or eight similar clauses. All in all, what the academy says is what it is, and you are obedient.

Chu Jungui never thought of rebelling from the very beginning, and it was useless to resist. He didn't sign this contract, and some people wanted to sign it.

The No. 33 training ground is dominated by plateau desert terrain, supplemented by low hills. The main assessment content is small-scale combined land operations, and the main arms are tanks.

Changing from a machine gun to a chariot, Chu Jungui's terrifying shooting skills could no longer be used. This was the original intention of transferring him to the No. 33 training ground.

The standard of the No. 33 training ground is also a medium-difficulty assessment. The attacking party is a battle group composed of four tanks as the basic unit. Each attacking force is composed of 5 battle groups, and each battle group will have about 20 soldiers. Combat infantry travels in infantry fighting vehicles.

The blue army is relatively weaker, with only four main battle tanks and about ten auxiliary tanks of various types, with a total strength of about 50 people.

The subject of the assessment is to encircle and wipe out the enemy's small-scale armored reconnaissance units. Since there is the word encirclement and annihilation, the strength of the blue army is naturally far inferior to that of the opponent.

Facing the joint backlash from all parties, Lieutenant Colonel Hu didn't say anything, but the corners of his mouth sank even more. Anyone who is familiar with her knows that this is her unique way of sneering. Often after a sneer, there will be particularly severe measures.

On the assessment day, in the early morning, the No. 33 training ground had already begun to have a faint murderous look.

In the attack area, the attacking chariots have assembled, and they have deliberately arranged a tight formation, like a steel cube. All participants in the battle knew that this was not a simple assessment, and there would already be an instructor sitting in person. This instructor was also a legend in the academy back then, setting a record of defeating seven opponents with one in an assessment, and finally annihilating his opponents. This is also the record of the academy's single assessment chariot duel, which no one can break so far.

Although there are two infantry fighting vehicles in the instructor's record, which is a bit watery, but this flaw cannot cover up his brilliance.

As an instructor, of course he can't end the battle himself, he can only supervise the battle on the spot. Even so, it is enough to inspire the morale of the whole team.

At this moment, a main battle tank was parked in front of the tank array, but this tank was painted with eye-catching invigilation marks. On the roof of the chariot stood a muscular hunk. He only wore a tactical vest, and he made no secret of his muscles that could jump autonomously.

This is a real hunk, even without a loudspeaker, his lung capacity alone can overwhelm the roar of the engines of dozens of chariots on the opposite side.

"I told you from the first day of school that chariots are king, and mechs can only assist. Look at this armor, look at this tonnage, look at this barrel! This is what men should play with! Engine oil, vibration, and noise are the unique charms of chariots! A jerk like Qin Yi can only hide in the mecha and do some shady things. But now, there is another jerk in the academy, yes , he is right across from you now! On the other side of the mountain, less than ten kilometers away from you! Can you bear it?!"

One by one, the chariot soldiers emerged from the hatch, listening to the instructor's speech, their blood boiled, and for a while, they wished to pick up the tanks and charge directly. They were all muscular men, and it was difficult to get out of the hatch, and it was hard to understand how they were admitted to the armored infantry.

The instructor looked at the time, waved his arms vigorously, and roared: "The time is up! Now, start your engines, step on the gas pedal to the bottom, charge up, and use your cannons to let the rabbits on the opposite side know what a real man is!"

A group of muscular men who were one size smaller screamed, and testosterone splashed everywhere.

But their howling was suddenly interrupted by a sharp howl. The whistling sound is very strange, no one has heard it before, it seems to come from the top of the head, approaching quickly.

"Cannonballs!!" Someone screamed, and the scream was drowned out by the violent roar in a blink of an eye.

A large piece of electric fire suddenly burst out from a chariot, and the strong current made the muscular man in the hatch twitch continuously, and then he fell on the turret and fell into a coma. Looking at the flashing lights of the car, there is no need to ask about the situation of the occupants in the car.

Immediately afterwards, the chariot fired a red laser, which shot straight into the sky, which was extremely eye-catching. Moreover, the three surrounding chariots were also affected, firing red laser beams one after another.

The appearance of this signal means that the tank has been destroyed during the exercise. When the signal is sent out, all the equipment on the car will be automatically locked, and there will be no fraudulent corpses.

The armored infantrymen have seen the scene in front of them many times. Everyone knows that the chariot was hit by a compound mode anti-armor projectile. But the question is, where did the anti-armor rounds come from? The tank on the opposite side was obviously still separated by a ridge.

The howling sounds sounded one after another, without stopping. One by one anti-armor bombs fell from the sky and hit the heads of the chariot phalanx. These chariots are arranged too closely, the military might is indeed majestic, and the sequelae are quite obvious. When a compound anti-armor bomb falls, several tanks often suffer along with it.

"Move quickly!"

"escape!"

"Stay out of the way ahead!"

There was chaos in the communication channel, and the instructor just looked at the hellish scene in front of him, and his mind went blank for a while.

The air anti-armor bullets fell one by one, the rate of fire was extremely fast, and the landing point was extremely sinister and vicious. First blow up a circle around the chariot phalanx, destroy all the outer chariots, so that the inner chariots have no escape and nowhere to hide, and then face the central chariots that are spinning around like headless flies. The car was bombarded like crazy.

With a terrifying rate of fire of thirty rounds per minute, it took only two minutes for the entire chariot phalanx to be wiped out.

"What's going on here!" The instructor finally came to his senses and yelled at the communicator.

Before he could reply, another extremely piercing scream sounded from above his head.

The instructor raised his head, his pupils shrinking sharply, and he only had time to howl: "Your uncle! Even I dare to bomb..." He and the chariot under his feet were all submerged in the waves of lightning.

On the other side of the mountain, Chu Jungui patted his head, "Huh? It seems that there was an extra car? Forget it, whoever let them get so close, let's treat it as an accidental injury."

He consoled himself a little guilty.

Chu Jungui looked at a mysterious instrument at hand, the more he looked at it, the more he couldn't put it down. This instrument looks like an ancient military computer, bulky and clumsy, with a finger-thick shell. It looks like a suitcase, which is now opened and placed flat on the tank turret.

After it is turned on, the surrounding terrain projection appears above the instrument, which is updated every half a minute. The definition of the terrain projection is terribly high. If it is fully enlarged, you can even see the stones and grass leaves on the ground. Every corner of the projection actually has detailed coordinate data. As long as Chu Jungui clicks on a certain position, the data will be automatically loaded and transmitted.

The transmission speed of these data is extremely fast, and it is a standard interface, which can be directly transmitted to remote fire support units to guide them to fire coverage.

As a blue army, Chu Jungui certainly cannot have long-range support firepower in his hands, so he uses the main gun of the tank as a long-range artillery. As for the problem of the elevation angle, it is easy to solve. He put two stones in front of the chariot, commanded the chariot to climb up, and after the front was raised, the elevation angle was enough.

In this way, the direct firepower was turned into curved firepower, and the range barely reached the assembly area on the opposite side.

As for how to determine the precise position of the opponent, it depends on Chu Jungui's legion-level multifunctional composite battlefield scanning imager. This suitcase-sized thing can accurately detect all movements within a range of 15 kilometers without releasing the auxiliary unmanned reconnaissance aircraft, and the scanning depth of the underground is 50 meters.

If the auxiliary drone is released, it will be able to have a panoramic view of all intelligence within a range of 50 kilometers, and command regiment-level long-range firepower to carry out precise strikes.

This battlefield imager is Lieutenant Colonel Hu's silent counterattack. The consequences of angering the Maiden of Iron are never good. When dealing with resistance, she never compromises, only suppresses.

There is also a reason for Chu Jungui's love for the battlefield imager, because he bought this imager, which requires a level-7 authority to purchase, and the total debt quietly increased by another 500,000.