Chapter 121: Attack (1/2)

[Volume 3 - The Place Where My Heart Feels At Peace]

“Of course there’s good news! Miss Qiqi had supplied us a batch of good stuff! You’ll understand once you come out and take a look!”

“Oh yeah? Then I should give it a look.” Qianye stood up and followed Bao Zhengcheng outside.

After the previous battle, Qianye had used his own performance to subdue this group of strong and proud soldiers. Bao Zhengcheng had also become true comrades with him.

Bao Zhengcheng had to admit that this Qianye who was nearly twenty years old younger than him seemed born for the battlefield. While his tactical and ability to command could not be judged just yet, Qianye’s individual prowess and battlefield reactions completely qualified him to become the core of a battle group. Moreover, an excellent sniper had the ability to alter a battle situation singlehandedly and thus, could not be replaced.

Right now, a dozen or so soldiers were moving many boxes of equipment down from the trucks. Qianye did not even need to open the boxes. A glance at the numbers on the inscribed signboards was enough to cause a jump at the corner of his eyebrows.

“One hundred grade one sets, sixty grade two sets, and ten grade three sets of the imperial single unit combat armor ‘Iron Shield’, one box of origin grenades, five hundred blank origin bullets, a set of origin machine gun ‘Tempest’ and three sets of multi-barreled cannon ‘Vulcan’! Heh! This time we can fight to our heart’s content!” Bao Zhengcheng rubbed his hands excitedly while speaking.

The imperial single unit combat armor “Iron Shield” was the elite soldier equipment of the Empire’s main corps. This also meant that it wasn’t something that was normally seen in a list of allocation. The normal allocation rate of such equipment was 10% for a normal company, and 20% for a special company. Increased allocation would only happen in a national war grade large-scale military campaign.

This time, not only did Qiqi provided them with one “Iron Shield” armor each, they even had reserves. Just what kind of expenditure was this?

“Tempest” was an origin heavy machine gun. Although it was only a grade two firearm, its unique optimized functionality was its firepower which was comparable right up to a rank four firearm. However, its consumption was just as shocking, and even a rank four Fighter with a solid foundation like Bao Zhengcheng could only fire continuously for a full minute up to a hundred or so bullets before he would use up all of his origin power. This firearm used prefabricated physical origin bullets too. The amount of expenditure was literally astronomical!

Half of the ammo on the car was prepared for “Vulcan”. These three big guys had massive firepower, and their ammo consumption was just as terrifying. If they did not use it sparingly, they could fire almost a thousand large caliber bullets in a minute.

These two trucks of munition supplies could almost compare to a special corps already. Even if were convert them to money it would not go lower than thirty thousand imperial gold coins. When Qianye calculated this number in his mind, he was momentarily dumbfounded as he recalled Qiqi’s and Auntie Lan’s catchphrases on no lack of money. He could not help but understand just a little deeper about the style of aristocratic families.

Bao Zhengcheng’s face was full of smiles as he fondly picked up “Tempest’s” tactical accessories and equipped it testily onto the weapon, saying excitedly, “This precious little baby is something that only special corps can own. We’ve gotta do something big this time!”

Qianye also smiled, “The intel from the expeditionary forces’ general war zone headquarters should have arrived too. Let’s give it a good look.”

A moment later, Qianye took out the military use map from the document bag inside the combat room and was startled immediately.

Bao Zhengcheng also froze for a second before saying, “Isn’t this advisor rank intel?” afraid that Qianye might not understand the grading system, he pointed out a few labels and gave a brief explanation.

Qianye immediately understood that this was Qiqi’s handiwork.

Ji Yuanjia had mentioned in his letter that Qiqi’s troops on the Evernight Continent would be launching a large-scale military operation soon. This also meant that the results of the martial roll of the Yin Family’s successor exam were about to become apparent. If there was a military campaign grade ops, it would not be difficult for someone of Qiqi’s identity to obtain the support of the expeditionary force military advisor grade intel. After that, she directly bent the law for herself and delivered the information to him. He believed that she would definitely send him a copy in passing if she acquired a military advisor grade one intel as well.

Bao Zhengcheng immediately figured out the ins and outs too and let out a meaningful chuckle immediately. He purposely cast a glance at Qianye with all sorts of underlying meanings behind his eyes.

Qianye simply pretended that he had seen nothing and continued to research the map busily.

By now, the company’s advisor and NCOs had arrived upon the summons. They had gathered together and began selecting their operations paths and attack targets.

The battlefield advisor that was allocated to the 131th Company might have been part of the seventeenth corps, but he had spent nearly half of his active service in the combat unit of cooperative defense on the Evernight Continent. He might not know the battle zone around Xichang City like the back of his hand, but he was still very familiar with it.

After brushing his fingers across the map for a bit, and discussing a few lines with the NCOs, he pointed at a dark race base and said, “Sir, how about we take this base out?”

Bao Zhengcheng slapped his thigh and said, “Of course! That’ll be our target.”

That was also one of the two reserve targets in Qianye’s mind after he looked over the map. He agreed on the spot and nodded, “Send down the notice to mobilize our troops tomorrow and depart the day after. We will research our route of march again tomorrow afternoon.”

Two days later, the 131th Company left behind only a platoon to garrison the camp before Qianye led and departed with the entire company, approaching towards their target. Not long after he made his way, the intel had been placed at Gu Liyu’s desk.

Gu Liyu’s face was covered in sneers as he watched the company’s planned ambush direction.

He had left out two traps on his redrawn military intelligence map. Anyone who analyzed this map would choose that place as a first choice attack target unless the choice was made by a complete amateur who knew nothing about military affairs and made a random selection while closing his eyes. However, he also believed that with the quality of 131th Company’s original staff, especially an honest and just veteran soldier who lost his major rank because of a single line like Bao Zhengcheng would absolutely not obey his superior’s blind commands.