Chapter 38: WARMGAME

The voices of the dozen or so captains abruptly stopped, because Zhu Jianjun, who had just been surrounded by them, had just swayed lightly and effortlessly slipped out of their encirclement. This almost ghostly yet smooth motion made everyone's mouths drop open, unable to close their eyes for a long time.
As a professional soldier constantly facing battle and death, and as a senior elite sniper, Zhu Jianjun hated being surrounded the most. He didn't notice the psychological shock his extremely difficult military move had on those around him. He asked, "If you lose, can you give us the ground?!" ”
The dozen or so wargame team captains exchanged glances, already sensing that this five-member team was no ordinary team. But now that the bow was on the string, they had no choice but to strike. They all nodded vigorously. Zhu Jianjun's next words nearly made the dozen or so captains immediately raise their weapons and fight him fiercely.
"Although using these toys is a bit childish, (Yao Shao: Wargame brothers, please don't insult me. I'm just writing this from the perspective of a pure killing machine that might view 'electric chickens' and 'electric dogs'—they're comparing real guns to simulated guns, so don't mind), but sparring with them is also a warm-up exercise before training! ”
"Which team will compete first?"
One of the hottest wargame captains twisted his neck and shouted, "I'll do it!" ”
"Mm!"
Zhu Jianjun sized up the 21-member Wargame squad and said slowly, "This team consists of nine civilians who have never joined the unit, four police officers, four armed police officers, and two retired veterans, possibly from the Field Army reconnaissance company or two from the Marine Corps." Bai Yi, remember, before the battle begins, you must first think about kicking these two opponents, who come from the field army reconnaissance company or the marines, out of the game. They are your greatest threat! ”
The team preparing weapons to compete with Zhu Jianjun's small team had their mouths agape, staring blankly at Zhu Jianjun. Their captain was completely dumbfounded. After a long moment, he finally snapped out of it and shouted loudly, "This is our team's secret. How did you know that?" ”
Zhu Jianjun didn't answer. He really didn't know how to explain to this captain who had never been to the military camp to judge what kind of military training someone had received based on their gun-holding movements, build, demeanor, and the reaction distance they maintained with their teammates!
Zhu Jianjun took a Russian-made military binoculars from Huang Zhipeng, gazed at the distant wargame venue, and said slowly, "Bai Yi, your battlefield is 2,100 meters long and 1,350 meters wide. There are two slopes with a drop of about 150 meters, and a peak with a drop of 320 meters. Among them, there's a cliff at 75 to 80 degrees, and a ridge line that will completely expose you to the enemy's firepower coverage. You need to avoid this battlefield as much as possible." The main battlefield is characterized by jungle, with a few areas featuring hilly combat features. In the center of the battlefield, there is a river about 4.5 meters wide. Early on, the water is expected to be calm, and crossing the river is about 5% dangerous. However, you still need to be careful not to step on mossy stones. Although your skills are hard to get injured from, the performance of your weapons is unknown, so I can't be sure they have sufficient waterproofing. ”
Bai Yi nodded slowly, took a replica gun from the shooting range owner Yi Qingqiu, and kept firing to master the gun's range and bullet trajectory, gradually adjusting his shooting accuracy. His comrade Tie Hui used his mobile shooting rifle as a target, constantly dodging and moving with military maneuvers from fifty meters away from Bai Yi.
Watching Tie Hui roll and move continuously, with almost no pauses in the military movements, hundreds of wargame team members who had been professional soldiers all gasped in shock. When Bai Yi's bullet finally hit Tie Hui, Bai Yi suddenly changed. Like Tie Hui, he kept performing various difficult military dodging maneuvers on the ground. He rolled and dodged while shooting at Tie Hui, until the second bullet hit Tie Hui. The two brothers exchanged a smile, stood up together, brushed off the dust off their bodies, and with a casual attitude, wiped the scratched area on the ground where the small stone had been cut. The scratched skin was immediately treated by the mud on their hands in a jaw-dropping "healing."
"Bai Yi, you're currently the weakest in the whole team. As captain, I must look out for you, so you'll be the one to accept their challenge first."
Zhu Jianjun looked at the military watch on his wrist and said, "I'll give you twenty minutes to finish the battle. Can you do that?!" ”
Only then did everyone understand why Bai Yi, the team member, was so arrogant—because Zhu Jianjun, the captain, was even more arrogant than they were!
Ordering a team member to challenge a team of twenty-one people was already the ultimate contempt for the opponent. They did seem to have some real skills. If they spoke a bit louder, it would be fine, but they still demanded that their team members finish the fight within twenty minutes. This was no longer a strategic act of disrespect for the enemy—it was truly arrogant and thick-skinned enough to become the "world number one"!
Bai Yi silently changed into the camouflage uniform Yi Qingqiu had given him, put on the boots he hadn't worn in over a decade, and as he slowly inserted his combat saber into himself with a fully metal-like mock pistol that didn't have much practical significance, his blood suddenly began to boil!
The uniform was green, the gun cold, the saber sharp, and his blood was hot!
Looking at Bai Yi, who stood silently but whose whole body was faintly flamed, Zhu Jianjun smiled because he knew that the brother he had trusted most on the battlefield had returned!
When each weapon—real, fake, or just a toy—was placed on Bai Yi, when his entire body was wrapped in camouflage clothing, when he crouched down and gradually tightened the laces on his leather boots, and the feet known as the "Death Scythe" in the Fifth Special Forces, that fighting passion and desire that had long been etched deep into his life but deliberately suppressed by him, suddenly felt by the sense of being ordered to head to the battlefield—a feeling every soldier in the Fifth Special Forces possessed. An almost insanely persistent desire for victory was unleashed!
This is destined to be a seemingly unfair game battle, but in fact, even more unfair!
The side with the larger numbers saw it as a game competition held for face and dignity, while the smaller side saw it as a real war!
As soon as the battle began, a veteran who had served six years in the field army's reconnaissance company was shot dead by Bai Yi and eliminated. In the following fifteen minutes, this wargame team, which is quite experienced in real combat, truly understood what jungle assault means.
Bai Yi ran rapidly across this battlefield, constantly weaving through the jungle, constantly weaving and maneuvering, leaving the team behind him exhausted. Ten minutes later, the difference in physical fitness among the team members truly became apparent. The second was the second, a team member rigorously trained by special forces. When he realized he had put a considerable distance between himself and his teammates, he suddenly saw Bai Yi turning back to fight back. With a gunshot, Bai Yi eliminated him as well.
In the final five minutes, the battle between both sides became a one-sided pursuit. When Bai Yi, covered in wounds from branches and stones, and with a murderous aura re-flowing through his veins, walked out of that simulated battlefield, sixteen team members he had shot followed behind. These team members were carrying four teammates on their backs, all pitiful ones Bai Yi had knocked out with a single kick during close combat. As for the person at the very back of the group, whose face was pale and trembling all over, it was none other than the captain of this team.
Bai Yi's combat saber had stayed on his neck for three seconds. During those three seconds, the captain truly tasted the taste of death. Although Bai Yi abruptly withdrew his saber after just three seconds, the absolute cold penetration and the killing intent of a professional soldier who had endured the most brutal battles pierced deep into his heart!
Bai Yi walked up to Zhu Jianjun, his eyes shining at that moment. He straightened his chest and shouted, "Captain, the scythe has successfully completed the mission. Please give your orders!" ”
"Reunite!"
Zhu Jianjun looked at Tie Hui and said, "The next challenge will be yours!" ”
Tie Hui's combat style is completely different from Bai Yi's. He is tall and strong, but on the battlefield, he is a true fox. If you don't know why he's called "Blue Thorn," just by seeing the military skills he displays in this wargame battle, you'll understand that this man is a true assassin!
His greatest specialty isn't special sniping, nor his abnormal stamina, but his stealth and assassination skills. He could lie in wait in big trees, hide in river water with a straw, use the simplest tools to adapt to the situation and burie himself alive in a small ditch, hide in bushes, hide behind a stump that seemed impossible to hide from a living person......
He always launches a surprise and absolutely effective assassination attack at you when you least expect it, when you're most relaxed or tense.
When the match ended, half of the teams fighting Tie Hui had been killed by him with a single shot, while the other half were eliminated by Tie Hui using various terrain and saber tactics.
Tie Hui walked out of the jungle side by side with the last "enemy" he had slain with a single blade. Suddenly, he asked, "Have you been to the battlefield?" ”
The dejected team member who walked out of the jungle with Tie Hui was slightly stunned, but still nodded and said, "Yeah, we caught the tail end of the Vietnam War and spent half a year on the battlefield." ”
"You possess the qualities unique to a soldier who has truly been on the battlefield, but do you know where you lost?"
Tie Hui stared at the soldier's wrist and said, "Before the match started, I listed you as the most dangerous opponent, and I also found your weakness—the wolf tooth bracelet on your right wrist." That might mean something real to you. For example, when you encountered a pack of wolves during a mission, and this bracelet was your trophy. I kept trying to lure you into the bushes, but suddenly it burst out. You had a chance to turn your gun before I could strike, but just because the bracelet got stuck in the bushes, you lost the chance to perish with me! ”
"I'm a rough man; I don't understand big principles. But I want to tell you, since you're a soldier who's been to the battlefield, you should understand that anything on the battlefield should have its own effect, not just show off here! ”
Tie Hui patted the shoulder of the teammate who was about his age, strode away, leaving behind a man who suddenly had a tiny grain of sweat on his forehead, standing there lost in thought.
The competition continued with an already known outcome, driven by the men's persistence and courage in facing challenges. From the start with one person challenging one team, the final five Fifth Special Forces soldiers formed a group to directly challenge several united teams.
One team after another was eliminated by the Fifth Special Forces, convinced and convinced.
They didn't lose undeservedly!
The five people they faced were real killing machines who had slept on the battlefield holding the dead, lying in pools of blood gnawing on rations, and now they were about to return to the most brutal battlefields!
After the last team left the shooting range, Zhu Jianjun ordered in a deep voice, "Throw away the toys in your hands. The warm-up game is over. As the captain who will lead you into the battlefield, I will let you experience training even harsher than the previous instructors!" If you can't stand it, I'd rather eliminate them right now—it's better than dying on Russia's battlefield in the future! ”
The captains of those dozen or so teams hadn't gone far. They had set up high-magnification military binoculars on a mountain not far from the training ground, wanting to see how these five team experts were training. But after only a few hours, they put away their binoculars and called their teammates, saying, "Better not look. They're crazy, truly insane!" I can't learn anything from them, unless you also want me to spray you with a real rifle and train your crawling moves, unless you hope that after running 15,000 meters of weighted trail running nonstop and then being beaten into a giant panda by energetic teammates, unless you ...... I don't even want to live anymore! ”
Zhu Jianjun and Huang Zhipeng, armed with automatic rifles, unleashed a barrage of fire at their comrades desperately crawling under the barbed wire. Even Huang Zhipeng, a fearless instructor of the Princeling Party's special service company, was so frightened by Zhu Jianjun's fierce killing intent that his hands went weak. After all, what he was holding was a genuine automatic rifle! Round after wave of bullets fired. If he really tilted his gun downward, those battle-hardened Fifth Special Forces veterans who hadn't died on the battlefield would die under his gun.
"Don't be afraid to hit them. They're too far from the battlefield now. If you don't let them get hurt or bleed, it'll be very hard for them to return to their original state!"
Zhu Jianjun quoted Huang Zhipeng like this: "Do you know why they climb so fast?" Because they know that no matter how I shoot a rifle over their heads, even if the bullet lands right between their thighs, it won't actually hit them. But you're different. You're pale and weak in your limbs. Seeing you like this, if they don't want to be accidentally injured by stray bullets you fire, they have to crawl with all their might, with all their might! Without this kind of awareness, without this kind of struggle, they wouldn't be qualified to follow me into Russia! ”
In this shooting range, which had been temporarily closed off, gunfire never ceased, mixed with frenzied roars and shouts, the astonishing killing intent soaring into the sky.
Yi Qingqiu from the shooting range sighed and said to Huang Zhipeng, "Madmen, you're all lunatics. In just two days, you've used up all the bullets that could have supported half a year of operation at my shooting range!" ”
Huang Zhipeng looked at the five Fifth Special Forces soldiers lying asleep in bullet casings. In just forty-eight hours, the bullet casings they had fired were almost enough to bury their feet, yet Zhu Jianjun wouldn't allow them to send someone to clear them.
Training bayonet combat while standing in a place littered with bullet casings was also a task they had to complete throughout the week!