Who taught you to be a recruit like this?

Chapter 1167 Strategic Deception Bureau, IQ Crushed

Late at night, on a highway along a river in the Taihang Mountains.

Two mechanized infantry battalions from the University of Science and Technology of China are marching covertly in the dark.

The brightness of the light source was reduced to almost the minimum, and all the headlights were covered with sunshades.

The advance was mainly guided by pathfinders and scouts who used glow sticks stuck in the ground to indicate the direction of progress.

"I never expected that we, only in first grade, would encounter such a large-scale exercise. It's so exciting!"

"You greenhorn, what's so exciting about that? You think war is a good thing?"

The veteran squad leader in the infantry fighting vehicle slapped the helmet of the cadet opposite him and chuckled and cursed.

The soldier quickly straightened his helmet, still excited: "Squad leader, do you think it's possible for us to earn merit in this exercise?"

The veteran squad leader raised an eyebrow: "No wonder you're so excited. You want to show off and earn merit, don't you?"

The soldier chuckled, "Ever since I entered the University of Science and Technology of China, they've all given me a nickname, calling me 'Skinny Bamboo Stick.' If I can earn some merit or something, who will have the nerve to call me that again?"

"Besides, since we're all enlisting, who wouldn't want to make a good impression? Hehe..."

Just then, the wheel lurched over a small pothole, and he reached out to help the soldier up, saying with a smile.

"If you want to perform well, don't fall behind in a little while, and don't be afraid of hardship."

"There are only a few places that infantry fighting vehicles can climb, so we'll have to rely on our two feet from now on."

"I know!"

The soldier nodded: "This exercise is to pay tribute to our predecessors. Back then, we were able to defeat the enemy even without these mechanized equipment. This time, we also have armored vehicles as support, so we will definitely crush our opponents!"

The squad leader slapped him on the shoulder: "Good ambition, no wonder you're a soldier from our University of Science and Technology of China, but you have to remember this..."

No sooner had he finished speaking than a violent explosion was heard outside.

Boom boom boom...

Dense artillery fire swept across the area like fiery meteors.

The two mechanized units were like dough balls on a chopping board, split in two by a cleaver.

The team behind hurriedly reversed to avoid the artillery fire, while the team in front, caught off guard, was bombarded and scattered, with white smoke billowing everywhere.

More than 60% of the armored vehicles in the entire mechanized infantry battalion were destroyed, and the rest were also emitting yellow smoke, suffering varying degrees of damage.

The cadets who narrowly escaped being hit were thrown about by the sudden braking of the train.

After straightening him up, the squad leader quickly led the soldier out of the back door, where a sea of ​​thick white smoke came into view.

"What, what's going on? How could this happen?"

"Stop standing there like a jerk, get under cover! We've been exposed!"

The soldier was so terrified by the terrifying scene that his legs went weak.

In just a few moments, the entire battalion was almost wiped out.

Thankfully it was just an exercise. If it were a real battlefield, someone like him, even if he barely escaped, would eventually have his internal organs shattered by the shockwave of the explosion.

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"Report to the commander!"

"One minute ago, our two mechanized infantry battalions on the xx section of the road were subjected to intense enemy fire!"

"Nearly half of our troops have been lost, and our marching route is blocked. The remaining personnel are unable to reach their designated areas for deployment within the planned timeframe!"

At the University of Chinese Academy of Sciences headquarters, Dean Zeng's face turned very grim upon hearing the report.

The battle plan wasn't even finished, and they were already ambushed halfway through?

He immediately followed up with, "Have our other units taken any countermeasures?"

Subordinate: "Yes, but only a small portion of the enemy's artillery was left behind. The enemy ran too fast; after two rounds of concentrated fire, they turned around and ran without stopping at all."

Dean Zeng clenched his fists in anger: "Wang Guohuai is really good at scheming. He actually managed to bring up the heavily armed troops first and even figured out our marching route and timing!"

He turned to stare at Chief of the General Staff Wu Guo and said coldly, "Didn't you say that this route was well-hidden and foolproof?"

Wu Guo looked embarrassed: "Perhaps the enemy used satellite reconnaissance? Or perhaps there were reconnaissance soldiers operating nearby."

Dean Zeng didn't want to pursue the matter further; in war, either you strike first or the other side strikes first.

Wang Guohuai and his old partner were both generals who came from mechanized forces, so it's not surprising that they could predict their actions.

However, this wave did not cause them very serious losses, but it severely damaged the morale of the University of Chinese Academy of Sciences.

As the saying goes, one should strike while the iron is hot, but the momentum will wane after a second attempt and eventually be exhausted. We must find a way to turn the tide.

Just then, Wu Guo reported with a look of delight: "Commander, the drone has made a discovery. It detected a heavy enemy force and a light infantry unit hiding on a hillside."

"Where?"

Dean Zeng hurriedly inquired.

Wu Guo quickly marked it on the sand table.

Dean Zeng frowned: "This angle is tricky. Are they waiting on purpose, trying to set up an ambush?"

Wu Guo smiled and said, "But they underestimated our air power. As long as we have air superiority, the other side won't be able to cause much trouble."

He solemnly declared, "I propose that the rocket force advance forward and conduct precision strikes on the target location. Two or three strikes should be enough to annihilate the entire force!"

Dean Zeng looked at the sand table and fell into deep thought: "Are there any of our reconnaissance companies or reconnaissance platoons around here?"

Although our side has the Rocket Force stationed there, possessing first-class long-range strike capabilities, the number of missiles stipulated by the directing department is limited.

In other words, every shot fired is one less shot available, so unless you're 100% certain, it's best to use them sparingly.

Wu Guo understood the dean's concerns, so he prepared to send a small reconnaissance team to investigate.

However, they were discovered en route, and a fierce firefight ensued.

This almost confirmed their suspicions, and without further hesitation, they immediately ordered the Rocket Force to carry out precision strikes against the target unit.

On an open ground outside the exercise area, several military heavy trucks carrying "large logs" slowly raised the logs on their backs, as the repeated orders were confirmed.

Three large, double-bang firecrackers rose from the ground, carrying terrifying power as they precisely struck the target area.

With the continuous advancement of technology, our Rocket Force, also known as the Second Artillery Corps, has long possessed the capability for ultra-long-range precision strikes.

No artillery barrage is needed; as long as the target's location is locked, surgical precision strikes can be carried out.

"Reporting to the commander, the target enemy group has been destroyed!"

Upon hearing the report from the other end of the microphone, all the commanders on Dean Zeng's side smiled.

Just when they thought they had successfully turned the tide, the directing team members who stayed on site to relay orders poured cold water on everyone's hopes.

"The directing team determined that the strike was ineffective."

"What? How is this possible?"

"Logically, I should be able to reveal the answer to you in twenty minutes. But it doesn't really matter. You can just send someone over there again and you'll find out."

The director team members took out a tablet and showed them a few photos, which instantly made everyone's eyes widen.

Inflatable tanks and cannons, each with its own heating element, sit in groups of three or five on the hillside, resembling an inflatable playground.

This was the masterpiece of the strategic camouflage force, and also a psychological game played by Qin Feng.

Three missiles were exchanged for this bunch of inflatable dolls; Dean Zeng must be furious.

"We've been tricked! We've been outsmarted!"