Chapter 1242: 1243 Inexplicable retreat
Chapter 12421243 Inexplicable retreat
"Hello? Hello! What do you mean by not being able to reach me? Hello! Please speak more clearly to me!" Holding the walkie-talkie in his hand, the commander of Qin's 5th Armored Division was already furious.
He was shouting at the top of his lungs that day. As a result, the entire army's hundreds of radios, hundreds of tanks, and communication equipment all had problems at once.
They have never encountered such a bizarre thing along the way. Even if they increase the frequency of the radio, only a few nearby troops can still receive intermittent signals.
For the rest of the troops, there was almost a hissing current interference sound in the headphones. The Qin army's command efficiency, which was so flawless when attacking the Dahua troops, actually paralyzed after approaching the border of the Tang Empire.
Strong uneasiness has made many grassroots Qin commanders stand on end. They don’t believe that this is a problem caused by some **** metaphysics. They guess that it must be the Tang army’s new weapons.
Then a more serious problem arose. I heard that the commander of the 3rd Armored Corps, General Zhang Cheng of Qin Guohu, was killed by an unknown artillery shell at the temporary headquarters more than 100 kilometers away from the front line.
Also dead were the chief of staff of the 3rd Armored Corps, 15 officers above the school level, 4 secretaries, and 22 communication equipment operators...
This is almost the entire command and leadership team of the 3rd Armored Division, plus the most important radio equipment system.
As a result, the brave and capable 3rd Armored Army of the Qin State suddenly became a headless fly. All the troops stood there for a day, just waiting for vague news that asked them to continue waiting where they were.
No one knew where that **** cannonball came from, and no one even saw whether it was a cannonball.
The witness only knew that the huge explosion directly blew away the camp with the most communication antennas. Several tents were blown away at once, and screams were heard all around. When he staggered over, he saw a crater and a ground of minced meat.
Carrying weapons and various supplies on their backs, the infantrymen of the Qin Empire rushed all the way from Xiajuan City to the border. Under the late autumn sun, they marched step by step towards the forward base they left in the morning.
There must have been complaints along the way. They were ordered to retreat without even seeing clearly where their enemies were.
As they walked, they were stunned by the sight in front of them: when they went there, there were not so many scrapped and charred cars and tanks that were still smoking and burning...
A Qin armored force that seemed to be advancing seemed to have been attacked. Before they had time to disperse and hide, they were completely wiped out by the Tang Empire on the highway.
The turret of the tank was twisted to one side. The Qin soldiers who were familiar with these vehicles knew that it was a Qin 4 tank that they trusted very much.
The young Qin soldiers carrying rifles and helmets walked around the destroyed Qin 4 tank and saw another burned black Qin 4 tank body.
No one knows where the turret flew to, because there were a third and fourth tank of the same model behind it, some of which were burned, and some of which seemed to be still intact.
The bodies of some tank crew members were hanging on the tanks, and several tank drivers with smoky faces were sitting in the shade of the roadside trees smoking. They looked numbly at the retreating infantry without saying a word. Behind several tanks were Type 113 armored vehicles imported from the Tang Empire, and the armored vehicles were also next to each other. These scrapped vehicles seemed to have been conjured up in a morning, and were neatly destroyed here.
"Where did the enemy come from? Are we surrounded?" The soldier carrying three machine gun ammunition belts took two steps quickly and caught up with his companions in front of him, and asked curiously.
"Aren't you always by my side? I had breakfast with you! I know as much as you do!" The young soldier looked at the corpses and the wreckage of the chariots along the way. He was already very nervous. He was shouted at by his companions. asked, and replied in an angry tone.
Who knows how this battle ended like this? Just now their company commander tried to contact the battalion headquarters using his own radio, and then found that the communication had been completely interrupted. The channel was full of electric sounds, and some of the frequency bands where the sound could be heard were all the **** surrender announcements read by the female announcer from the Tang Empire.
Since the signal corps asked them to retreat to Qili Village, they have been unable to contact their regiment headquarters, and the division headquarters does not know where they are.
What do you think a group of little soldiers who know nothing should do in this situation? They had no idea what they were supposed to do except carry out the last order.
But there were no follow-up orders at all. It seemed that they could only get the next step of instructions after arriving at Qili Village.
Along the way, they could occasionally hear the distant roar of jet fighter engines, but most of the time they couldn't see any planes flying in the sky.
The entire war seems to have nothing to do with them, they are just here for armed tourism. They were bored before, but after seeing the wreckage of the armored troops and the bodies hanging on the tanks, they knew... the war seemed to have begun in a form they didn't know...
“You had so many tanks, and you were killed just like that? Can’t you even turn a corner?” A passionate soldier shouted to the tank crews smoking in the shade.
The leader of the Qin Army tank commander took off the cigarette **** in his mouth with his hand, spit out a mouthful of white smoke and sneered back: "Don't worry! You are not far from death!"
After shouting, he lowered his head and looked at his trembling fingers. Until now, he had not fully woken up from the nightmare.
Two gray-white, ugly-looking planes suddenly rushed down from high altitude. The terrifying cannons on the nose of the planes kept spitting out tongues of fire, and they crashed over the heads of the convoy.
As soon as the opponent passed by, the terrifying ammunition tore off the roofs of all armored vehicles. Some tanks exploded directly, and some burned... The straight lines drawn by the tracer bullets cut everything into pieces!
He had the best luck. He got out of the tank and ran to the roadside, only to burn one shoe. When he extinguished the flames on his feet and looked back at his tank, the entire convoy was almost like purgatory.
What kind of war is this? This is a massacre. The Tang Empire was not cowardly and degenerate at all, and did not dare to antagonize the Qin State! Instead, it evolved into a greedy and lazy demon, squatting in its lair, just waiting for the ignorant prey to come to the door and put it into its mouth before it is willing to chew it!
(End of this chapter)