Chapter 945: Special Warfare

In the dark jungle, forty soldiers stood with guns.

Under the moonlight, their appearance could be vaguely seen. They all wore special tactical helmets equipped with bayonet mounts, and two small devices were suspended from the mounts: one was a low-light night vision device, and the other was thermal imaging.

These things had long-existing technology, but it was a matter of development. In terms of high-end, precision, and small-scale integration, the technical level was indeed insufficient. It could be made small, but the power was high, the target was exposed, the imaging was not clear, etc., all of which were problems. In this regard, the genius Comrade Wang Yan focused on reading and discussed with experts and professors with an open mind. In this process, he unconsciously and accidentally put forward some points, and finally produced a small batch of finished products.

However, in terms of thermal imaging technology, Comrade Wang Yan's genius brain hole was highly praised by experts and professors. Because thermal imaging technology was more than ten years behind Europe, America, and the Soviet Union, Wang Yan's genius brain hole came up and solved many key problems...

At the same time, a small radio communication module was also added to the helmet, which could allow free speaking within one channel. This was actually not too difficult a problem; the helmet dedicated to tank armored soldiers had already been applied. It was because the inside of the tank was noisy and communication was blocked, so it was used to solve practical problems.

The difficulties lay in power, efficiency, and encryption. In these aspects, there were still many deficiencies. But those deficiencies had to be divided by who the opponent was. For Vietnamese monkeys, there was no big problem.

In fact, in the previous self-defense counterattack against Vietnam, the Vietnamese army purposefully intercepted our army's radio stations and cracked information, causing a certain degree of trouble to our army.

But the past was the past, and now was now. There was definitely progress. It was still insufficient for Vietnamese monkeys to want to crack it, so that was enough.

After all, it was impossible to keep the radio station on and chat there all the time. The technology was not enough to cover up the existence of radio waves. That was a stupid act of exposing existence, and it was only used for necessary communication.

Overall, it was still okay. Solve the problem of whether it exists first, and then solve the problem of whether it is good or not. Adhering to such a criterion is always not bad.

The helmet only had these three pieces of equipment, but it was also quite good in other aspects. Whether from the comfort of wearing or the safety of defense, they were qualified products. There was only one defect: it was heavy.

It wasn't just helmets; there were also bulletproof vests, which were also equipped for the soldiers this time, which could be said to have greatly improved the defensive capability. After all, when Wang Yan led the team to fight Vietnamese monkeys before, they had nothing.

In terms of weapons, the assault rifle was replaced with the QBZ191 automatic rifle, equipped with a red dot sight and a silencer. A new light machine gun was developed, which borrowed from the American MK48 as a whole.

The sniper rifle was the newly developed QBU141, which was also equipped with a silencer and the best sight that could be manufactured at present. This gun was more lightweight than the previous Barrett, making it easier to carry and hide. Of course, Barrett was also equipped, but it was a heavy weapon and would not be used easily.

In fact, Barrett's response was very good. Since the trial production was successful and a batch was specially sent to the Kunming Military Region, snipers using the new gun generally responded well. It had great power, could penetrate the bunkers on the enemy's trenches, and the hit enemy was like being swept by a heavy machine gun, which could be shattered directly. But precisely because of its great power, ordinary people couldn't fire a few shots at all.

Like when Wang Yan test-fired, he could fire continuously from four hundred meters to seventeen hundred meters, which the soldiers couldn't do at all. This was also a big defect of the heavy sniper. Of course, they couldn't do what Wang Yan did and fire directly; they always had to aim for a long time. However, the gun was definitely no problem and was quite easy to use.

Although there was such a weapon as a grenade launcher, the range was not bad, and the power was even greater, but relatively speaking, bullets were always cheaper than grenades, even special armor-piercing bullets, incendiary bullets, etc., were cheaper than high-explosive grenades in terms of cost. And in terms of actual use, grenades explode in a piece, while bullets hit a point, so it depends on the specific situation.

The above weapons, of course, could not be exactly the same as the original weapons; it was just that Wang Yan provided the ideas for that kind of weapon, and the R&D personnel researched them accordingly. The names of these weapons were not QBZ191, QBU141, MK48, etc., they were all called Type 80.

Barrett was also like this. Although it was the creativity Wang Yan got from the foreign devils, its formal name in the register was the Type 79 12.7mm heavy sniper rifle.

And when the Type 80 gun family was trial-produced, it was made in two calibers, 5.8 and 7.62. This time, they all took 7.62. The reason was simple: Vietnamese monkeys had more of this kind of bullet, which was easier to replenish, without excessively increasing the soldiers' burden.

The pistol had no changes, it was still the original Type 54, all tucked into the leg. Other things like battlefield first aid kits, daggers, bullets, grenades, food and drink, etc., were all fully armed. The face was also covered, and a layer of camouflage grass was covered on the body, with only a pair of eyes exposed.

Now, looking at it as a whole, the special forces soldiers already had the appearance of special forces in the future. They looked very expensive and gave people a feeling of being very powerful. The disadvantage was that they were heavy, with an average weight of thirty-two jin per person, which was the total weight from what they wore to what they used.

In fact, it's not just special forces; even for ordinary soldiers, weight reduction is quite important. It's just that special forces have more equipment and carry heavier loads. On the basis of ensuring the original combat effectiveness, protective ability, and other functions, it is inevitably better to carry as little weight as possible.

Wang Yan was generally equipped the same way, with a rifle hanging on his chest and a sniper rifle on his back.

He walked around the forty soldiers who were lined up neatly, whose expressions could not be seen, and only their determined eyes could be seen, and finally stood in the center of the team.

"I reiterate for the last time, we are special forces, focusing on fighting behind enemy lines, and the most important thing is concealment.

You are all clear about this combat plan: find and destroy the Vietnamese monkeys' command post. Capture them alive if you can; if not, kill them. Ensuring your own effective strength is the priority. That's all I'll say; you have your own ideas for the rest. I'll be watching from behind you; if there's a problem, call me anytime, and I'll provide support immediately. Move out."

"Yes!"

The forty people responded in low voices, saluted Wang Yan, and then split into groups, turning and plunging into the mountains.

Soldiers are raised for a thousand days to be used for a moment. The special operations team had been established for over a year, and although they had experienced several exercises in the Beijing Military Region, they were not actual combat. Everyone's methods were relatively gentle, which was not good. So, when the second batch of fifty people had also undergone basic training, Wang Yan pulled the soldiers out and divided them into two groups; these forty people were the first group.

The special operations team he trained could not transcend the original form in terms of intent. It was nothing more than reconnaissance, coordinating with land, sea, and air forces for strikes, as well as necessary assaults and attacks on fortified positions.

Because no matter how awesome the special operations team is, and no matter how strong their individual quality is compared to ordinary soldiers, they are not all like him, Wang Mou. Their strength is insignificant compared to large army groups and powerful firepower clusters.

Wang Yan cannot say that his level is higher than others, but he himself is awesome enough as a soldier, and he also understands tactical application and understands system construction. His focus, of course, is still reconnaissance, but in terms of assaults and attacking fortified positions, it is definitely quite fierce.

Currently, the soldiers of the special operations team are placed in the companies below, and their marksmanship is at least top-tier. Their physical fitness completely crushes ordinary soldiers, and their strength is even greater. In unarmed combat, for those who have never fought, they can basically kill people within two moves. In weapon combat, of course, it's a matter of life and death in one move. Even if they have fought and understand some routines, they can't withstand a few hits. Otherwise, Wang Mou wouldn't have killed so many people and practiced martial arts for so many years in vain.

In addition, wilderness survival, battlefield first aid, kidnapping, assassination, etc., are all sufficient. If not for this, Wang Yan wouldn't have transferred them over to fight.

This battle is extremely critical; it is the time to test the results of the past year of comprehensive training. After this battle is fought, if it truly reflects the advancement and superiority of the special operations team, then this team can have a designation and continue to expand on a larger scale.

"Let's go, let's follow."

After waiting for a while, Wang Yan waved his hand toward the back. The nine soldiers waiting on the side followed, entering the mountains with Wang Yan.

Six of them were squad leaders of the other team, following Wang Yan into the mountains this time to provide support and protection. They must ensure that there are no prisoners and no deserters. Carrying medical kits, radios, and other firepower, they were not weak at all.

Wang Yan assigned seven people to a squad: one sniper, one machine gunner, and the other five were all assault soldiers. Of course, other abilities varied; some were for demolition, some for medical treatment, some for communications, etc. Tactics are naturally diverse: jungle warfare, mountain warfare, urban warfare, etc. Different terrains have different tactics. Soldiers have no constant situation, water has no constant shape; there is no one-size-fits-all method.

The remaining three were officers from the Beijing Military Region who came to see the results. They were all elite soldiers and counted as having a third-party perspective.

Watching the forty soldiers enter the mountain forest, they disappeared into the darkness in a short while. Wang Yan led the soldiers, moving through the mountain forest.

This is Laoshan. Their goal is to bypass the south side of Laoshan, penetrate deep into the enemy's hinterland, find the enemy's forward command, and then take it out. The next batch of forty people is going to Zheyinshan, with the same goal of taking out the Vietnamese monkeys' command post.

Undoubtedly, this is a test of comprehensive ability. From stealth to assault, to retreat, as well as marching and survival skills during the process, all are tests. The requirements for the results are naturally quite high. It's not enough to just gain an advantage; it must be as easy as possible. Only in this way can the strength of the special operations team be proven.

After all, the two-mountain rotation battle is ongoing, and the Vietnamese monkeys are being beaten up. If the special operations team's superiority over ordinary soldiers is not reflected, it would be unfair to the training and corresponding investment. The developed weapons don't matter; whoever uses them after they are developed is the same.

Laoshan is a mountain stuck on the China-Vietnam border. Obviously, the mountain is never isolated; it is a piece of undulating mountains. The climate here is humid, the vegetation is lush, the mountain forest is very wide, and there are many messy insects.

This is a rainy night.

Liang Yuanchao lay on the ground, watching the patrolling guards within reach. Following the "action" command coming from his earpiece, when the movement elsewhere attracted the person's attention, just as he was about to raise his gun, he suddenly stood up, covered the man's mouth with one hand, and decisively cut his throat with a dagger in the other, then slowly laid the person down.

The action was synchronized. There were two Vietnamese monkeys on his side, and he also acted together with another comrade. The patrolling sentries elsewhere naturally had people taking care of them.

They crept for eight full days before finding this place located on the plain at the foot of the mountain. All signs proved that this was the Vietnamese army's command post. Liang Yuanchao discussed the action plan with other team leaders, which was to decide who was responsible for which aspect, and then directly started the action.

He used to be Little Liang, a communications officer under Company Commander Wang. Now, because of hard training and striving to be the first, he successfully defeated other comrades in the grand competition and became a squad leader.

The soldiers killed people very quickly. Some cut throats with one hand, some stabbed rapidly, climbing up people and not giving them a chance to shout. Others directly knocked people down onto themselves without making too much noise, and then stabbed to end their lives. Others performed two-person grappling: one approached from a prone position, lifted the enemy's feet, and the other followed, not letting them fall suddenly, and simultaneously stabbed them to death with a dagger. In short, they were all very decisive.

"The enemy hasn't discovered us, continue the action." The voice in the earpiece sounded, and the figures in the darkness began to approach the tent area.

They hunched over, holding their guns in one hand, using the darkness and the camouflage on their bodies to hide their figures. The snipers at the high points in the distance used their field of vision to observe, providing vision and precision strike support.

The Vietnamese monkeys' defensive awareness was very weak. Perhaps it was because they had been fighting for so long and hadn't had their command post touched. Little did they know it was because the scale of the war was controlled, and the front line hadn't been pushed, only fighting at the national border. Perhaps they knew this, which is why they relaxed their vigilance. Plus, it was past two in the morning, the time when people were most sleepy, and it was raining, so they had no precautions at all.

But the action couldn't really be that smooth. There were always people who were awake. Or there were always a few people who anticipated the danger in the dark and made them alert.

Finally, someone saw the special operations team members who had already entered the tent area and screamed in terror.

The Vietnamese monkey who saw them should have been terrified. In the light of the lightning, the strange-looking troops holding guns and advancing looked very horrifying.

He was standing at the tent entrance. He might have been missing home and couldn't sleep, wanted to come out for some air, or wanted to go out for a pee. In short, he saw the special operations team members.

It was also at this moment that Liang Yuanchao decisively fired. Under the cover of the rainy night and the reduction of the silencer, the gunshot didn't travel far; it was almost as if there was no sound.

But the man eventually fell inward, startling the others in the tent, and eventually exposed their action.

The Vietnamese army in the tent reacted very quickly. They held their guns and wanted to run out. But Liang Yuanchao and the others reacted faster. After all, they had thermal imaging, and the situation inside the tent was very clear. Everyone in the tent was killed.

However, Vietnamese troops eventually counterattacked. Although there were no casualties, the Vietnamese army's guns were very loud, startling the silent Vietnamese command post. They reacted rapidly, and soon Vietnamese troops were running out barefoot and shirtless, carrying guns. They hadn't even seen where anyone was before they were shooting wildly.

A regimental headquarters has two or three hundred people, over a hundred combat personnel, and the rest also have guns. With so many people, it was obviously not something forty people could suppress.

But forty special operations team members who had undergone specialized tactical training, had steady hands and calm hearts, conducted orderly rapid fire, constructed small cross-fire nets, and had no dead ends in firepower, were obviously able to do it.

The distance between them was very far. The machine gunners swept from the rear, the snipers sniped at fixed points one by one, and the assault soldiers pressing forward each took a position, conducting rapid point shooting and advancing steadily. Changing magazines was also very particular; the number of bullets fired was counted.

There is another important point: it is raining now, the night is very dark, they are hidden in the darkness, wearing thermal imaging, and can see very clearly. As for wearing things, whether the shooting is accurate or not, as long as the training is in place, there is no inconvenience.

And they were divided into six teams, advancing from six directions, covering each other with crossfire, with very high efficiency.

And the Vietnamese army fought in a panic. Their command system didn't work at the first moment, and it would never work again. Because the soldiers' hard training was not in vain. The essence of being fast, accurate, and ruthless was to pull the trigger mercilessly; seeing one, one falls.

The battle lasted less than ten minutes, and it was already corpses everywhere and rivers of blood.

The soldiers did not relax their vigilance, dispersed and advanced with guns, paid close attention to all places, and carefully searched the enemy's regimental headquarters...

On the hillside in the distance, Wang Yan watched the whole battle with his hands behind his back, nodded with satisfaction, and said to the people around him with a smile: "Not bad, we took advantage today. But they also fully exerted their tactics, which can be considered a complete success. Let's go, let's all go down and see."

By the time Wang Yan arrived, the battle had completely ended.

"Company Commander, their officers have all been killed. The only living person left is this staff officer. He took a shot in the stomach, and he doesn't look like he'll make it."

"This can't be blamed on us. We thought about leaving live ones, but they were all hiding in the tents. Who knew who the officers were? We just shot at whoever was moving outside, and they were all killed."

Wang Yan nodded and asked: "What about our casualties?"

"Two were grazed by bullets, already treated, and used anti-inflammatory drugs. The others were blocked by bulletproof vests; they said it hurt a bit and their chests felt tight, but nothing else is wrong, and it doesn't affect combat effectiveness."

Wang Yan pulled out his pistol and cocked it, decisively shooting the staff officer in the forehead: "Give the ones who aren't dead a release, then replenish ammunition and food, and retreat immediately."

There were quite a few people here who didn't know Wang Yan. They were the second batch of special operations team members who came from the Beijing Military Region reconnaissance soldier competition. Although they often heard the first batch bragging, and indeed witnessed the abnormal strength, physical fitness, and other shooting, fighting, etc., seeing the casual shot now, they still jumped.

"What are you all stunned for? Move. Are you afraid they'll call for artillery? Learn from our combat heroes? Hurry up."

Wang Yan urged impatiently, and gracefully ejected the magazine, caught the ejected bullet, and pressed it back into the magazine...