Special Forces from Fire Phoenix

The students didn't look good at Zhang Lu, and many of them were already shaking their heads.

"Report to the head!"

As soon as the blue army moved, the forward commander of the red army quickly reported to Zhang Lu.

"Click to spot enemy bombers!"

"I spotted the enemy's artillery regiment."

"A brigade of enemy helicopters appeared in the sky above the point!"

"..."

The frontline commander saw that the blue army seemed to be coming out in full force, and was anxious. When reporting, there were trembling sounds.

A chilling intent came from the podium.

The students all felt it, and couldn't help but look sideways.

Zhang Lu left everyone with only one back view, but the chilling intent made them a little breathless.

Zhang Lu ordered sharply: "Order, our flying troops, all rush to the sky above the point, and die together with the enemy."

"Order, my artillery battalion, focus on attacking the enemy artillery regiment, and give up the bombers!"

"Order, my infantry battalion will cut into the battlefield and beat the enemy hard. I will convey the specific marching route and strictly implement it."

"Yes!"

The forward commander issued Zhang Lu's orders one by one.

Three hours passed.

The frontier battlefield is in full swing.

Rumble.

The artillery bombardment continued in an endless stream.

Although it was an exercise, its authenticity was not much different from the real battlefield. This was an actual combat exercise imitating modern warfare.

If you look down from the sky, you can see Zhang Lu's team headquarters, like scissors, cut into the enemy, cut it hard, then wiped it out, and finally cut in, and so on.

There is a non-crazy thing about doing this, that is, it is easy to be surrounded by several times the enemy troops.

After all, whether it is Nangong Fu or Mao Yisheng, they all have a division-level force, almost seven times the number of Zhang Lu.

But every time he was almost surrounded by the enemy, and under the danger, he rushed out of the encirclement.

This little bit is Zhang Lu's sixth sense of war.

Without this sixth sense of war, how could he be able to fight in and out of the enemy army if he had already been wrapped in a big dumpling by the detoured enemy.

The battle was extremely tragic. If it weren't for the drill, the frontier battlefield would already be full of blood and corpses piled up like a mountain.

Four hours passed.

The Red Army base was in a mess, and the air force was completely wiped out, mostly with the enemy.

However, the enemies attacked by the blue army were also exhausted by them.

Both sides suffered heavy casualties!

There are two regiments on Zhang Lu's side, each with only one battalion of troops.

On the side of the Nangongfu Blue Army, there are four positions and four battalions.

Mao Yisheng's blue army has four battalions in one position.

The students watching the battle came to their senses, their eyes almost glazed over.

One battalion against four battalions, it has reached this point.

Even if Huo Fenghuang's rookie loses this battle, being able to break down one division of the opponent into four battalions is already a great victory.

Genius, this is definitely an unborn commanding genius!

They seem to see a famous star rising into the sky!

Everyone thought that Zhang Lu would retreat strategically, but Zhang Lu overtook and ordered an attack.

There was a sound of sucking air-conditioning, and the students looked at the big screen in disbelief.

However, the Red Army was able to retreat completely every time, nibbling away part of the enemy each time.

Three days passed.

Zhang Lu's Red Army personnel did not change at all, they were still about one battalion, while on the enemy's side, Mao Yisheng and Nangong Fu had turned into one battalion!

Fourth morning.

Zhang Lu's team was like a sharp blade, piercing into the Blue Army headquarters and beheading it.

The students in the audience rubbed their red and swollen eyes as if waking up from a dream, and stood up spontaneously one by one.

Crash.

Everyone stood up and applauded wildly.

The thunderous applause resounded over the 986 Military Academy.

This is a battle that is enough to be recorded in the history of human exercises!

Chapter 916 An Unstoppable Tribute

Chapter 916 An Unstoppable Tribute

Northern theater, military exercise base.

A group of soldiers who were extremely tired and could barely walk were gathering.

There was no order to rush them, because everyone had held on to the last moment and tried their best.

The crooked figure, after gathering, began to become more orderly, saluting the two commanders in unison.

The two commanders returned the salute, with bright smiles on their faces, their eyelids darkened, and they fell down.

They never gave up on every order of the mysterious commander in command, and gained the advantage on the battlefield bit by bit, and finally won this rare victory.