Chapter 411: Strange March

The haze was hovering over the capital. It was early morning, but the light was extremely dim because the sun was blocked by the clouds.

The city streets were basically vacated. There were no idle people except the garrison soldiers. They held their weapons tightly and prepared to welcome the battle that might come at any time. Various light and heavy armored forces and self-propelled artillery replaced civilian vehicles and became the protagonists of the transportation hub.

The public broadcast came with the announcement of the World Government, requiring citizens to stay at home and remain calm. There were no crowds of laughter and joy in the parks and squares in the past. There were only a few lonely birds, but they were soon scared away by the harsh broadcast and flew away.

The threat of war was approaching step by step. As the most elite force of the World Government, the "Capital Group Army" had firmly controlled the defense of the city.

The front-line commander "Lu Yangming" stood on a high place, holding a telescope and looking at the distant horizon.

Affected by the hacker team of the rebels, many high-precision equipment could not be used, the most typical of which was satellites.

With the size of the original giant enterprise, the satellite reconnaissance range is enough to cover the whole world, and any movement on the battlefield can be known in the first time and conveyed to the corresponding combat troops.

But now all satellites have lost contact due to the virus, and even those reconnaissance aircraft with a high degree of informatization cannot be used. It is very likely that they will be infected by electronic viruses and crash out of control while flying.

Now, if you want to conduct aerial reconnaissance, you have to use those old antiques that have long been eliminated, such as jet aircraft.

The operating system of these antique aircraft is mainly mechanical transmission, without any informatization module. It depends entirely on the pilot to observe the battlefield with the naked eye and bring back relevant intelligence.

This extremely low efficiency makes the battlefield situation very opaque. The destruction of the Inland Sea Fleet is a good example. The entire fleet in the front was written off, and the specific situation in the back was not even known.

Even now, they have no idea where the rebels have gone after landing on the coastline.

Lu Yangming's eyes were a little tired after using the telescope for too long. He was about to rub his eyes and take a rest, but he suddenly observed something with his peripheral vision.

He saw the black spots gradually appearing on the far side of the horizon, and his expression suddenly became solemn. He shouted loudly: "Attention, all units, the vanguard of the rebels has been observed!"

Military telephone lines have long been pulled between the various positions. This ancient wired communication method can be largely immune to hacker intrusion, allowing relevant information to be quickly conveyed.

As soon as the news of the rebels' appearance spread, the atmosphere suddenly became tense, especially the troops stationed at the city wall posts, who subconsciously shrank their heads hidden behind the bunkers further and only observed the battlefield situation through the gaps in the bunkers.

Lu Yangming adjusted the telescope to periscope mode and continued to observe from a safe position.

A dark shadow began to appear on the horizon, like a moving black wall. It was the rebel infantry troops dressed in black, moving from the other side of the horizon to the capital.

They were in neat formation and orderly, and their numbers were very large. When thousands of people marched, they made a dull and rhythmic vibration sound, as if the earth was shaking, and the black combat uniforms looked even more solemn in the gloomy weather.

Soon, the experienced Lu Yangming discovered something strange.

The march of this rebel army was a little too regular.

They were in neat formations both horizontally and vertically, and the footsteps of each person were exactly the same every time they walked, so that when heard from afar, it sounded like a round of rhythmic drum beats.

As a general with decades of military career, Lu Yangming had seen such extremely neat formations. During the annual military parade, the strictly trained ceremonial guards were like this.

But such a regular march on the battlefield?

To be honest, I have never seen it.

First of all, it is meaningless. This is not a war in the cold weapon era. There is no so-called formation for a large army of 10,000 people.

Are you lining up so neatly to make your death look better when you are bombed?

Now, at most, small groups formed by combat units still retain tactical formations.

Secondly, in the ever-changing actual combat, especially long-distance travel, it is impossible to maintain a regular formation. It is considered qualified if no one gets lost.

It is really incomprehensible to march like this. How did the rebels do it?

Could it be that they were marching normally before, and they didn't form a formation until they were at the gates of the city?

But what's the point of this?

Just for demonstration?

I can't figure it out.

At this time, the adjutant said: "Sir, the enemy's vanguard has entered the range of artillery fire. Should we launch a bombing?"

Lu Yangming squinted and said: "No, wait a minute. The enemy is not deep enough, and bombing the vanguard is not very meaningful. Wait until their main force is trapped before bombing."

As time went by, more and more rebels appeared on the horizon, from the first few black walls, extending into a black line that completely occupied the junction of heaven and earth, and then seemed to be pulled into a black carpet by an invisible giant hand, slowly spreading towards the capital.

Lu Yangming watched the enemy's movements, without saying a word, waiting silently.

Previously, the outer areas of the capital had been laid by minelayers.

This type of mine laying method can only be scattered on the shallow surface, lacking concealment, but has a large range and high laying efficiency.

Lu Yangming did not expect to catch the rebels by surprise with mines. After all, as long as the enemy commander was sane, he would definitely know that the defenders would lay mines.

The purpose of the minefield was to delay the rebels' offensive to the greatest extent possible.

Faced with this carpet-like minefield, if the rebels want to clear the mines, we can immediately cover them with artillery fire to bleed them hard.

If the rebels underestimate the density of mines and rush into the minefield, it will be exactly what they want. When they finally rush to the city with heavy casualties, their morale is estimated to be almost broken.

At this moment, the battlefield fell into a strange silence. Due to the distance problem, the two sides have not yet engaged in long-range exchanges of fire. Only the marching sounds of those black-clad soldiers echoed in unison.

"Boom--" At this time, the first loud noise came.

A rebel soldier at the front of the array touched a mine.

The high-explosive mine directly broke one of his legs, and the limbs were scattered all over the ground. His body also fell to the ground like a broken doll.

The soldiers in the capital who witnessed this scene sneered.

The design of mines is counterintuitive.

Many people think that the more powerful the weapon is, the better, and it is best to take the enemy's life in an instant.

In fact, it is not.

If the anti-personnel mine is powerful enough to kill people instantly, it is not qualified.

Because on the battlefield, severely injuring an enemy is much more useful than killing an enemy directly.

If the enemy dies directly, their companions can ignore the body and immediately join the battle.

But if the enemy is disabled, their companions will be in a dilemma.

Save them?

The seriously injured will greatly occupy the logistics and medical resources and become a burden on the troops.

Moreover, even if the disabled are cured, they have no combat effectiveness, which is a loss.

Don't save them?

What will happen if other soldiers see their own people being abandoned and dying?

If you don't save him today, will you not save me tomorrow?

Once this mentality spreads, the soldiers will be passive and lazy at best, and will directly provoke mutiny at worst.

This is a dilemma.

So in the past year, the primary combat strategy of the World Government Army against the Wolf Raiders is to try not to kill them if possible.

Just disable and cripple the enemy, and then leave them there without killing them, so that the rebels can have a headache.

Seeing a rebel soldier crippled by a mine, the soldiers in the capital all thought the explosion was very pleasant.

"Boom--" Soon, the second loud noise came.

This time, the rebels triggered an anti-infantry steel ball mine. The mine was ejected and exploded, releasing 540 steel balls hidden inside, causing damage to the waist and legs.

More than a dozen rebel soldiers around were affected. Some had holes all over their stomachs, while others had their lower limb bones shattered by steel balls, causing them to be paralyzed on the spot.

"Boom, boom, boom, boom--"

The march continued, and the sound of mine explosions continued. Soldiers kept falling down while crossing the minefield, causing the garrison in the capital to cheer.

However, as they shouted, they found something wrong one after another.

"Boom!"

With a loud noise, another soldier stepped on a mine, and the explosion covered his lower limbs, and his right leg burst directly.

But this tragic scene only flashed before the eyes of others. The whole team did not stop because of this. The soldiers continued to move forward in an orderly manner without any panic or fear.

The soldiers injured by the mines did not receive any rescue. The companions around them did not even look at them, as if they were just a stone on the side of the road and had nothing to do with them.

Not only that, the disabled soldiers also made extremely amazing moves. Those who could stand up stood up and jumped forward on one foot. Those with broken legs used their arms to support the ground and continued to crawl forward little by little.

"What an amazing fighting spirit." Seeing this scene, Lu Yangming frowned.

He had seen soldiers who insisted on fighting after being disabled.

Such people are often fighters with firm beliefs in their hearts and regard ideals above all else.

The rebels were willing to put such people in the front line to detect mines with their bodies. Is there something wrong with their command level?

"Boom, boom, boom, boom--"

The mines continued to hit, and soldiers in the rebel team were constantly blown to pieces, and the situation was very tragic.

The enemy hit a mine, which was something to be happy about, but the capital garrison gradually stopped laughing.

Because they found that the enemy seemed too rational, rational to a little weird.

After realizing that the team had entered the minefield, the rebel soldiers had spontaneously formed line groups and marched in columns.

This formation can ensure that the people behind step on the places where their companions have stepped, and cross the minefield with the smallest contact surface.

If the person in front hits a mine, as long as he is not dead, he will drag his body forward and use his body to detect mines until he is completely blown to death.

If the person in front dies, the person behind will immediately take over the front row's responsibilities and continue to detect mines, and the cycle continues.

This weird scene shocked the capital garrison. They couldn't understand at all how these rebels could not take their lives seriously.

What's more terrifying is that no human voice can be heard during this process!

No screams.

No wails.

There was no desperate cry before death.

Only silence.

Everyone was marching towards hell without hesitation, ignoring casualties and lives, leaving only deathly silence.

Unknowingly, the rebel troops had advanced more than 100 meters in the minefield, losing hundreds of soldiers, equivalent to several companies being written off.

But the crazy death march continued.

At this time, Lu Yangming already felt that something was wrong.

During his decades of military career, he has trained countless outstanding soldiers and seen countless elite troops.

Even the most loyal and almost insane elites in giant companies cannot do this kind of march.

After all, people are not machines. As long as they are individuals, they will have feelings and selfishness.

Who would be willing to become someone else's cannon fodder?

Who would want to die if they can live well?

But these rebels are different. They are like cold-blooded animals. Everyone is using their lives most efficiently, clearing mines in this vast minefield with their bodies, ensuring that their deaths are valuable.

The strange scene made Lu Yangming sweat a little on his forehead. He ordered in a deep voice: "Cover the artillery fire and eliminate the rebel advance team."

The order was quickly passed down, and the fortress heavy artillery on the city wall and the artillery unit behind the position started.

With a deafening roar, countless points of light rose from the capital city, like meteors streaking across the sky, and exploded in the rebel advance team at a high density.

At the same time, the fortress heavy artillery flashed energy arcs, and high-energy beams swept across the battlefield, and all the human bodies touched by them were instantly reduced to ashes.

The smoke caused by the bombing spread on the battlefield, reducing visibility to the lowest point, and it was difficult to see the opponent's movements for a while.

But the capital garrison believed that the rebels must have been defeated.

You know, in modern warfare, a casualty coefficient of more than 30% is basically equivalent to a loss of combat effectiveness.

And with a bombing of this scale, it is hard to say whether two out of ten can survive.

Even if there are survivors in the rebel advance team, the overall organization will be destroyed, and the morale of the army will inevitably be dispersed.

As time passed, the strong wind caused by the explosion surged on the battlefield, and the smoke was gradually blown away, revealing the true face of the battlefield.

The thoughts of the capital garrison also collapsed.

This round of bombing did bring tragic casualties to the rebel advance team, with all kinds of body parts scattered all over the ground, and the number of people dropped sharply by 80%.

The death march continued.

The rebel soldiers seemed to have nothing happened, and faced the bombing just now without any fluctuations. They were neither sad about the death of their companions nor cared about their future fate.

Many people were full of iron pieces scattered by the explosion of shells, and even many parts of their torsos were blown away, but they continued to move forward with expressionless faces, as if there was only the execution of orders in their consciousness, and nothing else.

"What kind of monsters are these?" Lu Yangming's trembling voice expressed the thoughts in the hearts of every soldier in the capital. (End of this chapter)