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Chapter 0123: The "War" Between Old A and 702

After only four days of rest, the "war" broke out again.

"The target of this confrontation is the 702nd Regiment—we fought them over a year ago, and the battle was ruled a draw. It was one of the few battles where we didn't achieve a complete victory. Now, the 702nd has completed its military reforms and been reborn. It's time for us to test their combat capabilities after this rebirth. Do everything in our power to test this glorious unit, understand?"

This is what Captain Tie Lu of the Old A Squadron said to the veterans.

"This time, the target is 702. Over a year ago, we beat them so badly they had to undergo military reforms. Now they're coming back for more—a unit that's been reduced to third-rate status by being beaten so badly. They're definitely easier to deal with than that last opponent. We'll cripple them as much as possible! Understand?"

These were Qi Huan's words to the newcomers. Sure enough, this guy is becoming more and more promising at playing villains.

Zheng Yingqi knew that Qi Huan had said this on purpose, but he still felt a surge of anger. Others might only be dissatisfied with Qi Huan's words about their allies, but as an outstanding soldier who came from 702, Zheng Yingqi had personally witnessed his comrades' efforts to wash away the shame.

Just like the Seventh Company, which was the first to be cut down, so many men in the company were discharged early, and not a single one of them asked the military to solve anything for them. Even after they left, they kept saying that the 702nd Company would wash away the shame of that exercise when they were gone...

Why does the guard company go to such lengths to conduct anti-decapitation and anti-infiltration training?

So that on the next battlefield, I can stand tall and say:

Our guard company has lived up to its mission!

Qi Huan's deliberate contempt made the entire 702 seem worthless. Zheng Yingqi suppressed his anger, hoping that his comrades could beat the old A to a pulp in the exercise.

Honest Xu Sanduo couldn't stand it anymore: "Report! They're not third-rate troops. Even with the military reforms, the 702nd Regiment is still a true main force!"

"Oh ho, I almost forgot, three of you are from 702—ha," Qi Huan laughed contemptuously, "whether you're a third-rate unit or not, we'll find out on the battlefield—by the way, since the three of you are from 702, you can go easy on us on the battlefield. Don't worry, I won't blame you."

"Report! We won't let them go easy on us! And our comrades in the 702nd Regiment won't let us go easy on them either!" Xu Sanduo said stubbornly.

Qi Huan chuckled, his smile still mocking Xu Sanduo. Xu Sanduo glared back defiantly. Qi Huan finally waved his hand, "There's nothing to argue about. We'll find out how good you are after the fight—now, change your gear! Get ready to go! What are you all dawdling like women for?"

The team began to pack up, and Qi Huan watched silently.

What he was most concerned about just now was the expressions of the three people from 702. Zheng Yingqi was barely suppressing his anger. As he expected, his only worry was whether Zheng Yingqi would secretly trick him with a smile after everything was revealed and he had no more worries.

Cheng Cai remained indifferent; Qi Huan's insults to 702 seemed to have no effect on him. Qi Huan once again defined Cheng Cai: "This man treats the places he's stayed as mere post stations. No one has any feelings for a post station."

As for Xu Sanduo—well, he's just an honest guy, so it's really embarrassing to bully him like this…

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Old A knew all the information about his opponent even before the "war" broke out, but 702, as the opponent, did not know who their opponent was before the battle started after the exercise began.

However, after the battle broke out, the various units of the 702nd Division still sensed a familiar atmosphere in the fighting.

It's the same recipe, the same old flavor—as soon as the battle broke out, many officers felt that familiar feeling, that slippery style, that style of slithering like a venomous snake, always looking for an opening to strike ruthlessly, only the Old A.

"I didn't expect it to be them again!" Wang Qingrui said with a complicated expression in the command post. More than a year ago, it was Old A's fault-finding that exposed the fact that the 702nd Armored Regiment was out of step with the times. As a result, the 702nd underwent a painful reorganization. And now, the 702nd, which had just been reborn, had encountered Old A again!

"A test of our combat effectiveness?" Wang Qingrui finally smiled, a confident smile. He believed that the officers and soldiers of the entire regiment would not let him down!

Just as 702 was discovering the Blue Army's identity from the clues, Zheng Yingqi's group was secretly observing a Red Army company.

This time, Zheng Yingqi's rookie group was randomly assigned to Qi Huan's team, and the members of Zheng Yingqi's rookie group were: Wu Zhe, Xu Sanduo, Zheng Yingqi and Cheng Cai.

As usual, Qi Huan looked down on the new recruits, saying when assigning tasks, "You guys don't need to get in the way at the front—go to the back and lie there like corpses, come over when we need you."

With just one sentence, the newcomers were reduced to being mere bystanders.

The new recruits certainly wouldn't just obediently lie at the back like corpses. The four of them split into two groups and crawled outside the safety line to begin observing the target.

"The defenses are tight, and no loopholes have been found so far—the fortification work is very solid, and the various security measures are very reasonable." After studying the situation, Wu Zhe said to his partner Zheng Yingqi, "702 truly lives up to its reputation."

Being praised as the 702nd Company is a source of pride for those who came from it. Zheng Yingqi smiled modestly and said, "This is the Third Company of the Red Army, not the main force of the 702nd Company. It's not as strong as you think."

Wu Zhe was taken aback. Did I say that the enemy in front of me was very strong?

While Zheng Yingqi and Wu Zhe were talking, Cheng Cai was also saying to Xu Sanduo:

"The Third Company is in trouble this time—it was already understaffed, and now it's being targeted by the Old A. It'll probably be hard for them to make it through tonight. I just don't know how many I can 'kill' this time."

Cheng Cai has a habit of drawing tally marks on his sleeves. Each tally mark represents five kills. Last time, when facing a certain armored regiment, he drew nearly three tally marks. This time, Cheng Cai wants to do even better than last time.

His partner, Xu Sanduo, said with dissatisfaction, "Chengcai, that was your old company."

"You know they're from the same old company—besides, this is an exercise, and an exercise is like war. Do you expect me to let them off the hook? If you were in their shoes, would you have gone easy on them?"

Xu Sanduo turned his head away: "I can't argue with you."

That's not what he meant, of course; he was dissatisfied with the utilitarian undertone in Cheng Cai's words.

Facing their former comrades, the three men had three different mindsets, but none of them, being from the 702nd Division, intended to go easy on each other.

And what about the current Red Three-in-One?

The calm of the whole day gave them a false sense of security, making them believe that they had not become Old A's target. Although the Third Company of the Red Army maintained the necessary vigilance at night, this vigilance was as fragile as paper in the eyes of Old A, who was always looking for trouble.

Qi Huan prepared a lavish feast for the Third Company of the Red Army. He specially gathered five groups, plus two groups of new recruits, totaling nearly thirty people, a luxurious formation that had never been seen even against an armored company.

"After 4 AM, proceed with the infiltration—Liu Jiadong's group will be in charge, Li Ke's group..."

Qi Huan was assigning tasks, deliberately leaving the two new recruit groups aside. Only after assigning tasks did Qi Huan seem to remember them, saying impatiently:

"You two groups will be working with our group later and will be responsible for the frontal assault. So hurry up, or you'll be dead if you can't keep up with our charge—I won't sacrifice a valuable combatant for you."

Old A rarely left behind his comrades' "bodies." Often, he would simply carry the bodies away and take them to where the dead belonged. His statement to Zheng Yingqi and the others undoubtedly implied:

You are not worthy to be our comrades.

The blatant humiliation was palpable. Tuo Yonggang, another member of the new team, had a face covered in camouflage that didn't show any flushing, but his rapid breathing betrayed his anger, which he suppressed, holding back his rage.

For Tuo Yonggang, the biggest gain during those three months was probably the ability to control his impulsive tendencies.

"Perfect, we don't need to waste manpower," Wu Zhe said in a low voice, which made the newlyweds chuckle.