Rebirth 09: Synthetic Male God

Chapter 391 Rewriting the Rules of Ground Combat

Chapter 391 Rewriting the Rules of Ground Combat
On the tower, Yang Rubin set up a telescope and looked at the first burst of red smoke with a serious expression.

"How long has it been since?"

"Just 10 minutes."

"So fast"

As soon as he finished speaking, the red smoke from the second and third places suddenly dispersed.

After a while, the communications personnel in the tower said: "Six people from the eighth squad were killed and one was seriously injured."

"Four members of Squad 4 were killed, two were seriously injured, and one survived."

Thirteen minutes into the exercise, the "Blue Team" had already removed three machine gun fire points.

If this was a real battlefield, there would probably be broken arms and limbs flying all over the place.

As for "Blue Team", the only losses currently are three paint bombs and a little bit of battery power from the drone.

No. 15 minutes, all targets without cover were eliminated, and the "machine intelligence" began the next phase of work.

Several ZW-03 heavy-duty drones took off on their own without human control. Their performance of "mechanical intelligence" has shattered the views of weapons evaluation experts.

Really no control at all?
Just as a ZW-01 was returning, two drones, one large and one small, staggered past each other with a delicate tilt and avoidance.

It was like a high-five in the air.

Zhou Rui saw this scene, and although he knew it was all stupid human beings making up their minds, he still smiled.

Watching the five heavy drones go away, Zhou Rui thought to himself that this should be to deal with armored targets.

Behind the intricate broken wall, there are three tanks in a row, distributed behind different bunkers.

There are also a lot of infantry scattered around hiding.

Suddenly, several black spots appeared on the horizon, and the formation composed of ZW-02 and 03 approached rapidly.

03 Throw a heavy paint bomb and explode directly on the top of the tank.

According to the rules, if it hits the top, it will be directly counted as destroyed.

"Disperse! Disperse!"

Intensive gunfire rang out, and the tank became a display. No matter the barrel or the machine gun, their elevation angle could not reach the drone at all, let alone hit the target.

Soon, the infantry hiding behind the bunker also encountered the ZW-02's throwing baptism.

"Transfer! Get inside the house!"

The weirdest thing is that there is a group of three people hidden in the room.

A drone crashed through the window and "smashed" in, followed by red smoke that swept into the small space.

Outside the bunker, an army of drones hovered in the sky, densely packed, like an "eye" overlooking the battlefield.

The red team member raised his head, and a word came to his mind for no reason.

Swarm!

Brave and unafraid of death, pervasive, uncontrollable, and instant response.

The sky, the windows, the gaps, there is no telling where a "toy" bringing destruction will rush in at the next moment.

One after another, the drones separated from the group, or were thrown from high altitude, or dived and exploded, like the sword energy shot by a master, and the hum of the propellers was continuous.

Some infantry were attacked head-on, some tanks had their heads opened during the transfer, and the forces that wanted to come to support were clearly visible from high altitude. Once they left the bunker, they were greeted by paint bombs.

In the eyes of machine intelligence, there is no difference between these people on the ground and the wheat in the wheat field.
"They" are becoming more and more efficient, and there are more and more red smoke traces on the trial field.

With "mechanical intelligence", the combat effectiveness of drones is countless times higher than those on the battlefield in Zhou Rui's previous life.

Occasionally, a drone returns empty, and Dajiang's employees will replace the battery and ammunition.

For them, it's almost like playing games, they just need to change the battery and that's it.

But for the "red side", the all-pervasive drone is their nightmare.

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"One of the red tanks was destroyed and 7 people in the platoon were killed."

"Three red tanks were destroyed, 10 people in the platoon were killed and 2 were injured."

"All members of the red team's communications squad were killed."

"In the red side headquarters, one person was killed, two were injured, and there are five remaining."

"Five red tanks were destroyed and one lost power." On the testing ground, bright red smoke flowers bloomed one after another.

In the tower, a series of messages were shouted out by the correspondent.

"Why are they all from the red side? Didn't the blue side suffer any losses?"

"Wait a moment, the blue team's casualties cannot be directly known, and they need to contact the other party's commander."

After a while, the correspondent said: "The blue team lost eight medium-sized drones, all of which were destroyed by self-destruction. One large drone self-destructed when it crashed after being hit by a machine gun, and took away two people from the red team."

This drill lasted only 30 minutes in total.

The final result was that the red side was almost completely wiped out.

30 minutes to disarm a heavily armed armored company?
This is an efficiency beyond everyone's imagination.

Of the eight tanks on the red side, only three were left. They were all hiding in bunkers with roofs. There were a few infantrymen left around, but they did not dare to go out at all.

Outside, drones of "mechanical intelligence" circled around the survivors, but there was nothing they could do.

Because the paint bombs have no actual power, the drone cannot attack the units inside by destroying the bunker. The only side entrance is blocked by the side of the tank and debris.

The self-destruction attack of a medium-sized drone can only hit the side of the tank. According to the drill rules, it can only be regarded as the tank losing power.

But anyone with a discerning eye can see that it was the "Blue Team" that won, and won completely.

If they were all live ammunition, this place would have become a hell on earth.

Yang Rubin looked solemn and said in a deep voice: "The exercise is over, the results of both sides will be tallied."

"On the red side, 50 people were killed, 30 were injured, and five armored units were destroyed. The command ability and evacuation ability were lost."

"Blue team lost 10 drones."

"Gone.?"

"I'll ask again later. Uh, the other party said there was a wounded person who suffered recurrent joint dislocation while changing the battery."

The crowd fell silent.

"This kind of battle loss ratio"

"It's not just the battle loss ratio."

As a general assembly boss, Yang Rubin closed his eyes and meditated for a while.

"We also need to calculate the economic cost of Type 99, which is 1600 million. Human life is priceless, but"

Five Type 99 tanks. Adding human lives, Maomao estimates, [-] million is gone.
Nima’s 30 million for [-] minutes was reimbursed?It's not that fast to burn the RMB, right?

How much do smokers need to smoke to make up for this? !

This is the battle-loss ratio at which the general assembly personnel can vomit blood.

"What about that kind of drone? What's the price? It's so advanced, it's not cheap, right?"

Yang Rubin recalled the figures Zhou Rui told him and said bitterly: "The small one costs about 5000, the medium one costs about [-], and the large one costs about [-]."

Brackets: Cost of hand rubbing, not counting Zhou Rui’s own labor costs and intellectual property costs. For large-scale industrial production, the price can be kept low.

Not counting ammunition or the treatment fee for the unlucky dislocated guy, the blue team’s total loss does not exceed 30.
This is not a loss, this is a bloody gain!

With the ZW-03's 20kg load capacity and equipped with high explosives such as TNT, any main battle tank currently in service in the world will not be spared as long as the top is hit.

Because the dead end of the tank is the top, firepower cannot cover it, and the armor is the weakest. Even if you set up a machine gun, you have to shoot upwards at 90° to make sense.

Something worth 3 yuan can kill something worth 1600 million yuan.
Yang Rubin went through other active weapons in his mind. The machine sight (human eye sight) has no hit rate, and the self-sight is difficult to lock on something with such a weak infrared signature.
For example, just now, the red team's firepower level was forced to be suppressed to the era of millets and rifles, and they could do nothing except shoot.

It’s like a heifer dancing a ballet, awesome and outrageous at the same time!
And there is one more important thing.
There are only 9 people on the entire blue team, and two weapons evaluators have to be eliminated.

I pressed Enter from a distance.

More and more information is being revealed.

This is a brand new way of unequal warfare.

The amount of information represented can almost subvert everyone's understanding of the ground battlefield.

If supported by huge industrial output, this will rewrite the entire rules of ground warfare.

The heavy armored unit has lost its halo since the First World War in the Gulf, and now I'm afraid it will be stepped on again.
Waiting for my big assembly, can I save some money on buying tanks? Support Mr. Zhou in developing drones.
Only then did Yang Rubin understand why Zhou Rui placed "drone" and "Bifang" on the same important level.

(End of this chapter)

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