Chapter 169 Enemy Military Advisor
On the way from the capital to the frontline to provide assistance, Jiang Lingyin never relaxed for a moment. During the long and bumpy journey, she was always intensively training the special team.
This special team includes elites from various fields. There are agile convoy members who can skillfully operate vehicles even in complex road conditions to ensure the rapid transportation of materials and personnel; there are tank troops who operate steel behemoths and constantly familiarize themselves with the performance and combat skills of tanks during training; there are also soldiers who focus on the use of firearms. They practice aiming and shooting day after day, striving to kill with one shot in battle; there are also blasting experts who are proficient in the use of bombs. They carefully study the placement and detonation timing of bombs to exert the maximum destructive power.
Now, the battle was imminent, it was a critical moment of life and death, it was time to show off one's best skills. Jiang Lingyin was fearless and resolutely led the charge.
On the battlefield, Jiang Lingyin led the way, her eyes firm and cold. At her command, the convoy rushed towards the enemy camp like an arrow from a bow, disrupting the enemy's deployment. The tank troops followed closely behind, and the muzzles spewed out angry flames, tearing the enemy's defense line open. The guns in the hands of the soldiers roared in unison, and bullets poured out like raindrops, beating the enemy to the ground. The blasting experts dropped bombs accurately, and each explosion set off a cloud of smoke and fire, causing the enemy to fall into chaos and panic.
Under Jiang Lingyin's wise command and the heroic fighting of all the soldiers, the 15-nation coalition forces were defeated step by step. Their original arrogance was completely extinguished, their morale collapsed, they abandoned their weapons and armor, and fled in panic.
Jiang Lingyin looked at the scene of the enemy's defeat without relaxing her vigilance. She shouted loudly and commanded the soldiers to pursue the victory, not giving the enemy any chance to breathe or regroup.
The tanks roared forward, their tracks crushing the weapons and equipment abandoned by the enemy. The convoys moved flexibly across the battlefield, quickly transporting supplies and reinforcements. The soldiers' shouts were deafening, and they had only one belief in their hearts, which was to drive the invaders out of their homes completely.
Jiang Lingyin held a telescope, observing the enemy's movements and constantly adjusting her combat strategy. "Concentrate firepower and attack the enemy's right wing!" Her orders were clear and decisive, and the soldiers responded quickly, rushing towards the enemy's weak link like an unstoppable torrent.
In the fierce battle, Jiang Lingyin always stood at the forefront, and her courage and determination inspired every soldier. "For Longyuan, for peace, charge!" Her shouts echoed on the battlefield.
Under the fierce attack of the troops led by Jiang Lingyin, the 15-nation coalition forces completely lost their will to resist. They fled in all directions, trampling on each other, and the originally neat formation became chaotic.
The afterglow of the setting sun sprinkled on the battlefield, reflecting the dawn of victory. Jiang Lingyin looked at the enemy's backs that were gradually receding, and her tense nerves finally relaxed a little. But she knew that the battle was not over yet, and there were more challenges waiting for them. However, this hearty victory brought new hope for Longyuan's future.
Jiang Lingyin watched the enemy fleeing like a lost dog, and the tension in her heart remained high. She knew that the cruelty of war was far more than this, and the victory at this moment was only temporary.
The battlefield was filled with smoke and the setting sun was blood-red. Jiang Lingyin quickly reorganized the team and counted the casualties and material losses. "Brothers, although we have achieved a phased victory, we must not take it lightly!" Her voice was a little hoarse, but full of power.
The wounded soldiers were carefully carried off the battlefield, with medical staff rushing around. The logistics troops rushed to replenish ammunition and food to prepare for the next round of battle.
Jiang Lingyin looked into the distance with a determined gaze, thinking about the possible movements of the enemy and the next strategic deployment. "Strengthen the defense line, send out a reconnaissance team, and keep a close eye on the enemy's every move." She issued instructions in an orderly manner.
At this time, night gradually fell, and the noise on the battlefield gradually subsided. But Jiang Lingyin's tent was brightly lit, and the generals sat together to discuss the subsequent battle plan.
"We must strike while the iron is hot and not give the enemy a chance to reorganize," said a general.
Jiang Lingyin nodded slightly, "But we must also pay attention to possible ambushes by the enemy. We must act with caution."
In this tense atmosphere, Jiang Lingyin and her soldiers did not slack off at all. With a raging fire burning in their hearts to defend their homeland, they were ready to face every battle that was to come.
It was late at night, and the soldiers in the camp fell asleep during their short rest, but Jiang Lingyin had no desire to sleep. She pondered over the map in her tent, marking on it from time to time with a pen in her hand.
At dawn, the first rays of sunlight shone on the camp, and Jiang Lingyin got up early again and began to inspect various posts. She personally sent encouragement and condolences to the injured soldiers, allowing them to recover with peace of mind.
In the distance, the camp of the 15-nation coalition was filled with gloom and sorrow. The generals blamed each other and argued endlessly, with no idea of what to do next.
After Jiang Lingyin heard the news, the corners of her mouth slightly raised, and she had a new plan in her mind. She decided to send an elite team to harass and scout the enemy and further disrupt their position.
This team haunted the enemy camp like a ghost, sometimes firing cold guns and sometimes creating chaos. The coalition forces were panicked and exhausted.
At the same time, Jiang Lingyin was also actively contacting the rear to get more support and supplies. She knew that in order to completely defeat the enemy, she must be fully prepared.
Under Jiang Lingyin's careful planning, the morale of Longyuan's army became increasingly high, while the coalition forces of fifteen countries fell into deep trouble, and the shadow of failure loomed over them.
The chaos continued, and the shouts and curses of the coalition soldiers intertwined, plunging the entire camp into a desperate noise. Some people began to doubt whether the war could continue. As they looked at the raging fire, their fighting spirit was gradually replaced by fear.
The generals anxiously discussed countermeasures and tried to stabilize the morale of the army. However, in this chaotic situation, their voices seemed so weak. Some generals proposed to ask for help from other countries, but at this critical moment of the war, who could easily lend a hand? And even if help came, it would take time, and what they lacked most now was time.
The fire burned for a long time and finally died down. But at this time, the originally piled up mountains of food and grass had turned into ruins. The black ashes drifted with the wind, as if telling the tragic fate of the coalition forces. The soldiers sat on the ground exhausted, staring at the ruins with empty eyes, their hearts filled with despair.
Without food and fodder, the coalition's logistical supply lines were completely cut off. They had to face the plight of hunger, disease and low morale. Some soldiers began to complain and were extremely pessimistic about the prospects of the war. Under such circumstances, the contradictions within the coalition gradually emerged, and soldiers from various countries began to blame each other and quarreled constantly.
The once powerful formation of the 15-nation coalition has now become shaky due to the burning of food and grass. They don't know how to continue this war, nor do they know what will await them in the future. This battlefield that was once full of hope has now become their nightmare.