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Three hundred and fifty-ninth chapter first battle

This is just an ordinary-level outpost. Daily supplies come from a medium-sized city 34 kilometers north of the cordon. Because it is located in a non-combat area, the outpost is not equipped with heavy weapons such as anti-tank guns. Its defense purpose is also very clear: it is prohibited to pass the cordon without permission, and civilians in built-in cities are not allowed to leave their residential areas without authorization.

No one discovered that "that person" had become the real Lin Xiang. The whole team, the exercises, and the daily patrol were all the same as usual. Relying on strong memory, Lin Xiang "quickly figured out the names and basic conditions of each soldier at the outpost based on the audio-visual information at night. In addition to the privilege of the officer's identity", a few hours later, he had a basic understanding of the overall situation of the Republican army in the area where the post was located, and he had completely adapted to his new title and identity.

For a well-trained spy, it is actually not difficult to disguise yourself as another person. Just imitate the other party's daily tone, habits, actions, etc. "It is natural to integrate into it. If you are not very familiar with each other's details, the replacement will always exist in a new identity.

For Lin Xiang, this kind of disguise is basically not difficult. To a large extent, "he is just back to his old age. However, he is not used to appearing in front of everyone as a hero, especially when leading the soldiers to recite the leader's quotations, the extremely crazy and lively scenes like the old era, transmission, pyramid, and lectures made him feel particularly disgusted.

No one expressed doubts about Lin Xiang's identity. His appearance, appearance, speaking style and voice were all the same as those of the dead, and "that person". In order to make his disguise closer to the truth, Lin Xiang carried a tube of blood drawn from the corpse. Because of Liu Yuchen's relationship, the small frozen first aid kit of the Doctors and Association has been mass-produced at the 6571 base. The vacuum storage method using collagen as the basis can be maintained in a non-solidified state for 72 hours even when the supply of energy is cut off. The fifth-level evolutionary power emitted from it completely concealed Lin Xiang's special physique as an ordinary person.

"He" is not a parasite. His evolution level cannot even reach the ninth level. However, compared to the soldiers guarding the outpost, he is an extremely powerful life individual.

Day after day” simple repetition, monotonous.

The daily work is to report the situation to the rear command post through the remote communicator.

Six days have passed since the time on the calendar.

Judging from the daily situation records in the drawer of ", that person", it was already the 97th day that this reserve team came to the outpost. Based on the rule of rotation every 100 days, the new defense replacement troops will arrive. As new replicas who have sufficient familiarity with the external environment, Lin Xiang will all be incorporated into the regular combat troops.

This is actually not a training. Among the information that needs familiarity, a considerable number of them are expressions of loyalty to great leaders.

When you wake up every day, you must first recite the leader's poems. It is said that this practice can effectively improve the reciter's own literary cultivation, and understand the profound meaning of the great leader in the world's fate.

A special copywriting model with leader quotations as the beginning and ending part of the document. This writing method can prevent intelligence leakage and enhance the cohesion of centripetal force on the great leader.

Among all the strange adaptability and "training", Lin Xiang felt the most difficult to accept is that "no matter when and wherever he hears the name of a great leader, he must keep his head up and stand up."

In the sphere of influence of the Red Republican Army and the words "Jin Tianzheng" are simply spells that are more powerful than the legendary hypnotic magic sound. As long as the name of the great leader enters the scope of the auditory nerves, anyone must immediately stand at the fastest speed. At first, Lin Xiang was very dissatisfied with this procedure. However, the effect of the environment on human transformation is far beyond imagination. When he saw with his own eyes that the soldiers would mention the leader's name even when they were sleeping soundly, and they would rush out of the bed like a rocket, with their faces full of solemn worship, he felt that he was trembling all over his body.

This kind of thing did not happen to an extremist. Just yesterday afternoon, Lin Xiang saw two soldiers defecating in the public toilet of the outpost. Because the sound of reciting the leader's quotations outside the wall was too loud, and they mentioned the three words "Jin Tianzheng". They didn't even care about wiping their butts with toilet paper, and immediately changed from half-squatting to standing attentive. They were piled with bare butts at their feet, with serious and solemn faces. At that moment, if it weren't for what they saw with their own eyes, they could not imagine where they stood, in fact, it was just a stinking toilet.

Of course you can refuse and not make such a conditioned reflex action. The result is that you are arrested on the spot by the political supervisory committee member and executed on the spot for crime of anti-birth.

Lin Xiang began to understand that all the Republican defectors, including Li Jiajun and Li Zixiang, could no longer be explained by centralized power or dictatorship, and they were completely separated from the category of party power supremacy. Instead, they raised the individual to the position of God, stepped on everyone under their feet, ravaged and insulted, and ordered them to devote everything, property, body, life and will. If they were not personally contacted, they would not be able to feel the fear.

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Five trucks that were blocked by thick canvas slowly drove out of the checkpoint along the rough gravel road. Due to the very bad road conditions, the convoy's travel speed could only be maintained at about 40 kilometers per hour. However, the empty body of the car "has heavy loaded with supplies" was already very light. However, the wheels ran over the ground and rocks shaking violently, causing the car body that was shaking left and right seemed to fall apart and break at any time.

Lin Xiang held his m5g43 assault rifle and sat next to the baffle on the inside of the car. According to his military rank and identity, he could fully sit in a more comfortable cab. However, he refused the driver's invitation and insisted on staying in the dark and dull car with his subordinates. This seemingly simple action naturally made the soldiers and drivers generally feel good about him. The new rotation troops had arrived, and a large number of supplies such as rice, flour, canned food, vegetables, etc. were also enough for the new alert personnel to maintain for a long time. "As for Lin Xiang's team" he returned to the base with the car.

A sudden heavy rain brought the dry earth the moisturizing effect that I had long been looking forward to. The clumped soil turned into dirty and thick mud, and the dust particles that filled the air were also cleaned up. "The bright light shot straight from behind the radiating clouds. Without the obstruction of gray dust fog, the vision became wider. Even the outline of the valley opposite that was not very obvious in the telescope" became clearer. The ground was covered with charred marks.

The bursting poplar branches were flying everywhere. "Wild shrubs were lifted up by huge violent explosion energy and scattered throughout the wilderness. In the loose soil, abandoned gun drag parts and human debris can be seen from time to time. In the anti-tank trenches in the distance, "the faintly raised surface is full of iron-tempered old turrets. The gun barrel, which was once full of huge deterrent power, has been twisted and deformed, like fried hemp made by a hand-made crude chef, ugly and ugly, and has no value that should exist.

This is a wide valley between two peaks. Using this as a dividing line, the Red Republican Army and the Skeleton Knights are isolated. Both sides are fighting desperately to attack, counterattack, and fight for the battle. No one knows when the war will end? The only change is that in the wilderness in the middle of the valley, there are more and more remains of corpses, and abandoned chariots, various weapons and shells everywhere. Lying on the wet ground, Lin Xiang silently stares at the back of the gloomy and gray mountains in the distance, slowly adjusting his breathing, and trying to be as gentle and rhythmic as possible.

The 27th Team leaving the outpost did not enter the rear city directly, but was sent to the eastern border defense zone overnight after receiving material replenishment at the base and was under the command of the 81st Infantry Division.

The replicator has a complete combat awareness and thinking concept, but there is an irreparable gap between imagination and reality. In this sense, even the replica life forms with higher superpower levels are classified as recruits. The best way to train new recruits to mature them is to practice.

The battle between the two sides of the valley has lasted for a long time. Precision electronic instruments cannot play any role in a radiation-filled environment. Aircraft and tanks no longer become the absolute dominant of the battlefield like in the old days. Their role has been greatly reduced, and even degenerated to become auxiliary forces for infantry offensives.

This also means that more people who died in battle will be killed.

"The great leader tells us that all imperialist reactionaries are paper tigers. They are a group of cowardly and timid guys who have no courage to fight head-on. Soldiers, pick up your guns and move forward without hesitation according to Comrade Jin Tianzheng's guidance."

The pre-war mobilization of the political commissar was indeed passionate. They wore black uniforms, "woven red armbands on their left arm" and "the position in the army" was equivalent to the political commissar or instructor of the Republican troops in the old era" and similar to the military priests of the European and American Union troops. Although these dogmatic slogans "all come from the "Leader Quotes" written by the soldiers of the Republican Army. But Lin Xiang himself had to admit that the fanaticism and belief of these guys were indeed very effective, and his morale was stimulated to be extremely high before the war. Everyone's face released an abnormal red tide like a mentally ill patient, and the friction sound of teeth being bitten too tightly" and "cruffing".

The artillery fire covered the eastern mountains for more than twenty minutes completely flattened the peaks of the eastern mountains. Under the leadership of several political commissars, nearly 400 soldiers of a strengthening squadron crossed the valley and launched an attack in the east along the minefield that was blown up by artillery shells.

Everyone is recruit, and the fanatical fighting consciousness prompts their bodies to burst out with the craziest primitive momentum. Before the smoke of gunpowder has dissipated, they have rushed into the enemy's position with the heat waves generated by the explosion of shells. When electronic instruments and various precision weapons cannot play a role, human war has once again degenerated to the era of winning by simply shooting bullets.

The first batch of reinforcements of skeleton soldiers arrived soon, and the pressure faced by Republican soldiers increased sharply.

The emergency call was made, and the subsequent troops rushed into the battlefield like a tide. The skeleton army that lost its position was not to be outdone. The second and third groups of troops continued to spread. Both sides were attacking and counterattacking due to terrain restrictions. The reinforcements they invested could only be considered in the scale, and using the oil-adding tactic was simply forced. The simple and crude combat mode was surprisingly similar to the process of conquest by computer game players. The battle ended. This melee, which lasted from early morning to night, was completely depressed and silent in the huge explosion smoke of the artillery fire of the Republican Army and the Knights' orders.

There is no limit on the use of human power, and the combat loss rate of new recruits is as high as more than 60% on either side. Of course, soldiers who can survive have more stable combat skills and thinking consciousness than those who have just stepped down from the production line. Their physical activity methods begin to conform to the guidance of consciousness. "A variety of tactical actions and indoctrination consciousness form a cooperation with each other. Only these veterans who have truly experienced life and death are qualified to become a member of the Republican field force. The inconsistency between the new replicants in terms of body and thinking seems to be red.

There was a shared problem between the Republican Army and the Skeleton Knights. They both chose the nearest area as the new recruits' round battle zone. Although the casualties were heavy, no one was willing to retreat. The highest decision-makers on both sides seemed to want to use this method to kill the opponent's reserve force. The revenge and struggle between us made the wilderness in the middle of the valley covered with layers of corpses. The soil became more and more fertile, and "various plants grew wildly. They didn't even need water to irrigate." The blood and rotten liquid flowing out of the dead were more nutritious and moister than water.

The battlefield under the night is as quiet as death.

To the east, the Knights have restored control of the position. The night wind has brought about mechanical roars and various noises of fortifications. Occasionally, slight movements are coming from the bushes. "It is rumbling, as if it is approaching the snake quietly.

Lin Xiang didn't know how many soldiers he had left. Perhaps, they had all died in battle. If his performance was not to be more consistent with his performance, "that person" was only a five-star standard evolutionary ability." He would not have been affected by the air waves of a shell explosion, and he would have "falled" heavily from the rocks on the slope of the hillside.

It's already late at night.

Lin Xiang, who had been lying on the ground and pretending to sleep, suddenly opened his eyes. The watch fingertips on his wrist had just passed by three o'clock in the morning. Now, "it is the time when the human brain is the most numb and sleepy, and it is full of deep sleepiness.

Copy people also need to eat and rest. The fierce battle during the day consumes a lot of physical strength, and the skeleton soldiers guarding the positions can easily fall into deep sleep.

Lin Xiang's heart began to beat vigorously, and his body temperature rose rapidly. In just a few seconds, he was completely awake from his nearly hibernation state and entered an active state before the battle.

He carefully observed the daytime battle. In addition to the 27th Team, there were two other second-level commanders with exactly the same appearance as him. They were very unlucky. One was pierced through his head by a machine gun bullet, and the other was directly hit by a shell and exploded on the spot.

Lin Xiang has no favoritism for the so-called great leader. However, he needs to "integrate into the Red Republic Army as soon as possible in the shortest time. The best way to master secrets and control others" is to gain greater power. Well, to get these, you can only accumulate military achievements.

The wilderness was full of corpses, but not everyone was confirmed dead. Among them, there were soldiers who were stunned by the explosion and roar, and only temporarily lost consciousness. Within the range of the detection consciousness that spread, Lin Xiang discovered eleven. Among them, three were temporarily unconscious, four were seriously injured and dying to varying degrees. As for the remaining four, they belonged to the Skeleton Knights.

With Lin Xiang's strength, he could sweep the entire battlefield alone. However, this is not the Longteng Empire, nor is it a wilderness that can make him act recklessly. He can only play a corresponding role with the ability of an ordinary non-commissioned officer.

He lowered his body, crawled forward for more than ten meters, climbed next to several corpses stacked on each other. He slowly pushed away the top dead man, pulled out a Republican officer who was covered up below, dragging him, and slowly crawled into a crater near a meter deep next to him.

This is a political supervisor with a major badge. He is very young, about twenty-five years old. His black uniform was covered in mud, and the red armband on his left arm was torn to a point of only one-third. His military cap was no longer known where it fell. His eyes were half open and half closed, and his breathing was weak. If it weren't for the severe pain caused by dragging his body, he would still remain unconscious.

"Don't make a sound"

Lin Xiang raised his index finger to block his lips, and pointed to the skeleton Knights' position in the distance. Seeing that the other party had understood his meaning, he took out the first aid kit from his military backpack, tore open the bandage, and wrapped it around the wound that was scratched by shrapnel. Finally, he pulled out the rubber cover on the vacuum syringe and shot all the pruned morphine into his body.
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