Armor-Piercing Munition: Face Me, Carbon-Based Monster!
Chapter 287 - 125: The 60-Year-Old Girl

Chapter 287: Chapter 125: The 60-Year-Old Girl

Before the crossing, Chen Jian was always curious about one question.

If there is an insurmountable technological gap, would the outcome of a battle really be as "predestined" as it seems, impossible to change?

He had studied many battle cases and, of course, conducted numerous war game simulations himself.

But the results were always uncertain.

The so-called "generation gap" couldn’t be defined, and the human factor in a battle could never be ignored.

Even with outdated weapons, some teams could use willpower, tactics, and human intelligence to forcibly fill the chasm brought by the technological gap, tipping the scales of battle in their favor.

But is this the answer?

Not necessarily.

But now, through one battle after another, Chen Jian finally reached a relatively credible conclusion.

That is, the so-called generational gap can never be truly overcome.

However, this so-called gap isn’t only about weapons and technology.

Differences in tactical levels, organizational differences, disparities in combat willpower, and even the gap in individual soldier quality...

All these elements, combined, form the seemingly "simple" concept.

The reason that army could win the war despite the generational gap in weaponry was because their organizational and combat methods had long surpassed their opponents by more than a generation.

Now, the defeat of Huadu is easily understood.

They were comprehensively behind.

This complete backwardness not only led to their "defeat" but even deprived them of the most basic ability to resist.

Was it difficult for a dozen people to face a thousand?

With complete electromagnetic dominance, those Huadu people didn’t even know where their enemies were located.

Without a comprehensive friend-or-foe identification system, they even ended up fighting amongst themselves. By the time the reserves arrived, two squads, each with over a hundred members, inexplicably reduced their numbers to below fifty.

The battlefield was severely divided, and the team led by Chen Jian never faced more than a hundred enemies at any time.

The opponent’s offensives couldn’t form any scale, not even basic covering or suppression.

Often in the moment of meeting, the Xingtian robots at the front would tear through their defenses, and then precise, controlled, rhythmic bullets would harvest their lives.

By the end of the battle, Chen Jian’s goal wasn’t even "to annihilate as much living force as possible."

It was "to annihilate the enemy’s living force as much as possible while conserving ammunition."

He intentionally controlled the pace of the battle, luring the enemy to keep attacking, and then, like a farmer waiting for rabbits, systematically annihilated the enemy coming for "rescue" without understanding the battle situation.

Finally, in the second hour after the battle began, Huadu’s armed forces completely collapsed.

No one dared to come up and die anymore, and the residents within the city began to flee outside.

"Should we stop them?"

Watching the residents disappearing into the night, Lei Jie asked.

"No need to stop them; they can go wherever they want."

"This city has already been abandoned, and we don’t have the ability to manage these residents, almost all of whom are addicted to drugs."

"Whether they die at the hands of monsters or elsewhere, it’s none of our business."

"Now, clean up the battlefield and report the damage."

At Chen Jian’s command, a large amount of information immediately converged on his PDA.

He didn’t need to check the ammunition consumption; Chen Jian was most concerned about the loss of unmanned combat units.

Fortunately, they only lost two Iron Wolf robots, which were slower and less protected.

This was entirely within the range they were prepared to accept.

Other unmanned combat robots also suffered various degrees of damage but still retained the ability to continue fighting and were completely repairable.

Chen Jian let out a long sigh of relief, then ordered:

"Move to the next position, head to the enemy command post."

"It’s now safe to say their Queen is buried in the ruins."

"But whether the things in her hands are still there is unclear for the time being."

"Fu Xi, plan the route, eliminate the risks."

"Received, route planned."

"Let’s go!"

Orders were given, and all team members immediately sprang into action.

The rear rocket support group circled around to the north side with the truck and cat vehicle to rendezvous with the assault team. Upon meeting, Chen Jian saw the warriors covered in smoke and dust, yet with extremely excited expressions.

"How is it, anyone injured?"

"Report, Captain, Huang Bao is injured!"

"The enemy’s mortar hit, wounding his calf with fragments, but it’s not serious, we’ve already bandaged it!"

"Very good!"

Chen Jian nodded with satisfaction.

Being able to shoot and fire artillery is just the basics of combat. To withstand enemy attacks and complete predetermined tactical moves indicates that the fighting capability of this team is beginning to take shape.

He patted the warrior named Huang Bao on the shoulder, the latter immediately stood at attention and saluted. Chen Jian took down his hand without wasting more time and led the team north towards the enemy command post.

The distance grew closer, and when the squad reached less than 1 kilometer from the command post, they encountered the first enemy support squad.

A squad of less than thirty men clearly belonged to Huadu Army elites, all of them wearing body armor, holding standardized weapons.