PFC Chapter 107 Exercise Begins: No One Left Behind
Chapter 107 Exercise Begins: No One Left Behind
hills.
Mountain forest.
trenches...
In the air, armed helicopters circled back and forth.
On the ground, artillery formations pointed toward the sky, armored vehicles roared ready for action, and mortars stood in rows...
All freshmen were equipped with Type 95 assault rifles, which were also equipped with the newly commissioned military laser simulator.
This time, the military and Nanjing University invested a staggering amount of money.
The medical school teachers and senior students who accompanied the team to deal with the accident, and the military company that responded to the emergency, were all envious.
The chief instructor and school leaders, looking at the ferocious freshmen formations, had the illusion that they were attending a regular military exercise.
"The School of Civil Engineering, the School of Arts, and the School of Mechanical and Electrical Engineering will build fortifications on site."
"Business school, law school, prepare for a strong attack."
"Journalism School, Medical School, outflanking..."
"The drill will begin in half an hour."
……
"The exercise begins!"
Half an hour later.
Following the principal's order, artillery roared and smoke billowed.
The attacking side followed the armored vehicles, with infantry and tanks charging forward in sync.
On the defending side, mortar shells poured down the mountain like rain.
Even if they were all blank bullets, the continuous roar and billowing smoke were enough to shock people.
This is the first time such a student exercise has been held in this era.
Therefore, the requirements of the military and the school are not high. As long as the students successfully rush to the high ground, feel the feelings and honor of the soldiers, and improve their personal qualities and collective sense of honor, it is enough.
But Pan Yinian doesn't think so.
The night before, Pan Yinian contacted the class leaders and conveyed his ideas.
Compared with other colleges that rushed up in a swarm with smoke rising above their heads one after another, the business school worked in units of classes, using the terrain and the human walls of other colleges for cover. In a short while, they reached the halfway point of the mountain and found the best shooting point.
At first, the School of Civil Engineering lay quietly in the trenches and shot at "targets".
But when they saw the people from the law school, journalism school, and business school rushing up foolishly, they no longer lay down. Instead, they stood up one by one and shot downwards in what they thought was the coolest posture.
From time to time, he would show off his shooting skills to the girls in the School of Arts.
"What? These idiots, do they think they're filming a war drama?"
Pan Yinian curled his lips, then took his sniper rifle, aimed at the most reckless one, and shot him in the head.
Snapped!
The wolf smoke rose up instantly.
It was like blowing the charge for an attack. The business school students who had been aiming for a long time all pulled the trigger.
After just one round, those who tried to show off or were not familiar with military essentials were all out in smoke.
They stared blankly at their classmates on the hillside below, who were smoking or hiding and dared not show their heads. They couldn't understand where the cold gunshot came from.
"rush!"
It was not until Pan Yinian gave the order that the charge sounded.
They suddenly came to their senses when the almost intact "army" of the business school suddenly appeared from fifty or sixty meters away from them.
But by then, it was too late.
Fifty or sixty meters, even if running uphill, it only takes more than ten seconds.
Even though they pulled the trigger with all their might, they were unable to stop the business school's offensive.
"Surf the gun and don't kill!"
Sun Guangzhen, who was in his middle school years, shouted out.
All over the mountains and plains, there were shouts of "Surrender your guns and you won't be killed."
The students stationed at the position, seeing that the situation was hopeless, all dropped their guns dejectedly.
The remaining students from other colleges rushed to the top of the mountain, pulled down the red flags, and cheered loudly with excitement.
It's like winning a real battle.
Available in the next second.
Pan Yinian, standing about seven or eight meters away, pulled the trigger again.
"Retreat seven meters, leave no one alive, kill!"
bang bang bang...
Following Pan Yinian's order, all the business school students instinctively stepped back and opened fire.
They didn't stop until all the students from the School of Civil Engineering, the School of Arts, and the School of Mechanical and Electrical Engineering were so angry that they started to fume.
"Fuck, Mr. Pan, you're not going to do that, are you?"
"That's right, we don't have any deep hatred!"
"Wait, that's not right. He's playing with bullets! Everyone, hurry up and hand over the guns. Otherwise, let alone shooting, we might never get a chance to touch a new gun again in this lifetime..."
Following a shout from a smart man, everyone raised their guns and pulled the trigger towards the sky.
Da da da……
Only after emptying the magazine did he hold the Type 95 tightly with reluctance.
Just as Dacongming just said, once this gun is handed over, it will never be touched again.
For a moment, an indescribable feeling of reluctance surged in my heart.
"Pan Yinian, what happened to you just now? Why did you continue to shoot after they put down their weapons?"
At this time.
The chief instructor and Director Pan rushed over in a hurry.
Although they are all blank bullets, they are still lethal within five meters.
If this hurts any students, it will be a big disaster.
The most crucial thing is that Pan Yinian’s final order to shoot can be completely understood as a massacre of the prisoners.
This made the chief instructor, who wanted to recruit Pan Yinian into the army, very anxious.
If Pan Yinian joins the army and someone uses this to make trouble for him, his future military career will be ruined.
The students who were unaware of the situation looked at Pan Yinian worriedly.
The students from the third class of Industrial Management slowly stood behind Pan Yinian.
Su Ying even stood side by side with Pan Yinian.
"Chief Instructor, are you trying to say that we should treat the prisoners well?"
Pan Yinian looked at the chief instructor, the smile on his face slowly fading. "I'm not a soldier, so I only believe in one sentence: there are no prisoners on the battlefield, only corpses."
"Pan Yinian, what nonsense are you talking about?"
Director Qin Hao was so anxious that he quickly winked.
The military training is about to end. The series of honors such as military training model, military training inspector, and military training staff officer are enough to bring great benefits to Pan Yinian.
He didn't want Pan Yinian to end up with nothing.
Even the chief instructor frowned.
I think there are some problems with Pan Yinian’s ideas.
Even a little extreme.
Can be followed immediately.
Pan Yinian's words made everyone fall into deep thought.
"In my opinion, treating prisoners well is bullshit."
"They killed our comrades, massacred our compatriots, occupied our land, and their hands are stained with our blood."
"Can we just raise our hands and say we surrender and let bygones be bygones?"
"Don't tell me they're going to be court-martialed or some shit like that."
"That's bullshit."
"Have you not seen how many war criminals, afterward, indulged in revelry and indulged in wanton pleasures?"
“Have you not seen how many war criminals have enjoyed the tributes of their own countries, urging them to slaughter our compatriots?”
"In my opinion, the so-called military court is a paradise for bandits to protect bandits."
The students, who were originally a little confused and even angry about the defensive failure, gradually fell into deep thought.
As a student of Nanjing University, every one of us is a gifted one.
They quickly understood what Pan Yinian said.
I also understand what Pan Yinian is saying.
Pan Yinian's voice became louder and louder, and his expression became more and more serious.
Those narrow eyes also unconsciously revealed a murderous intent rarely seen in a young boy.