Mercenary’s War
Chapter 841 - 841 832 The Helplessness of Losing the Sorrow of Being Tormented

841: Chapter 832: The Helplessness of Losing, the Sorrow of Being Tormented.

841: Chapter 832: The Helplessness of Losing, the Sorrow of Being Tormented.

Lieutenant M advanced forward, saluted Gao Yang, and said loudly, “You can call me Lieutenant M.

From now on, I will be responsible for formulating your exercise plans.

Your code name will be Wasp Group.

I declare that Wasp Group is now entering exercise status.”

Gao Yang remembered that when he first arrived, the person in charge was also referred to as M, and now with a personnel change, the code name remained M.

He wondered if this was a tradition.

After saluting Lieutenant M, Gao Yang responded loudly, “Yes, Lieutenant.”

Lieutenant M turned around and addressed the crowd loudly, “The exercise begins now.

I need to form a temporary team, led by a Lieutenant.

No other members should be officers, and the team should consist of twelve people.

You may form your groups freely.

You have three minutes.”

Among those present, there were actually a majority of officers.

Lieutenant M, adhering to the principle that if he was to win, he must win splendidly, did not want to form a team purely of officers to bully the Satan Mercenary Corps, so he specifically required that the temporary team, apart from the commander, must be soldiers.

There were too many people eager to teach Gao Yang and his team a lesson.

Almost scrambling to form a team of twelve, a Lieutenant saluted M and announced loudly, “The temporary team is formed.”

Lieutenant M pointed to the CQB Combat Training Field in front of him and said to Gao Yang, “The content of the exercise is very simple.

You are both teams of twelve people.

The exercise ends when one side is completely eliminated.

Use paintball guns, and a hit anywhere on the body counts as a kill.

Once killed, no further actions are allowed.

There will be no distinction between attackers and defenders.

Get ready to begin.”

Gao Yang was very familiar with this type of exercise.

He took a paintball gun and safety goggles and went directly into the training field, picking a room at random.

CQB combat is where a Fire Assault Specialist has the greatest impact.

Among the twelve members of Gao Yang’s team, at least six were not effective in CQB, including Glolov, Tommy, Lucica, Jansen, Rafael, and Cui Bo.

In indoor combat, their fighting abilities were significantly impacted.

Moreover, CQB combat is a test of team coordination.

Gao Yang’s team had expanded rapidly recently, with members from all over the world, each with their own combat experience and upbringing.

Although they had spent some time together and built a degree of understanding, they were still far from perfect coordination.

Not to mention just the hand signals, which were not yet standardized among Gao Yang’s team.

Rafael used hand signals from the Italian military, Andy He used those common among foreign mercenary groups, and Tommy, Lucica, and Jansen had never systematically learned hand signals.

While most countries’ hand signals are similar, there are subtle differences.

In combat, even a slight difference can lead to serious consequences.

For example, if Li Jinfang signaled with his hands to advance in cover and engage after three seconds, but Andy He interpreted it as an assault after three seconds, it would inevitably lead to a coordination error.

It is no simple task to mold individuals from different military systems into a cohesive unit.

Relying solely on combat to build understanding is not only risky but also definitely not as quick as conducting targeted training.

As the start of the exercise drew near, Gao Yang no longer had time to arrange any detailed tactics, and he found out that the Satan Mercenary Corps did not have a comprehensive plan for all members to conduct CQB combat.

Naturally, there were no pre-existing tactical routines available for immediate use.

“Assault teams one and two engage the enemy; the supporting team adapt to the situation.”

Gao Yang issued a very general order, and the Satan Mercenary Corps was abruptly split into two parts.

Since there was no distinction between attackers and defenders, Gao Yang could choose to attack or to stay in the room and defend.

However, Gao Yang preferred to take the offensive.

In all forms of combat he was familiar with, he rarely encountered situations that required indoor defense.

Gao Yang gave a wave of his hand, and the two assault teams left the room, moving quickly along the narrow corridor, while the supporting team, though keeping up in combat formation, included machine gunners, mortar gunners, snipers, and scouts—none of whom were suited for indoor combat.

If they didn’t slow everyone else down, it would already be a good outcome.

Gao Yang felt there was a problem with the formation of the two assault teams in the narrow corridor—it was too concentrated, and the support team was following too closely behind.

If the teams up front encountered fire, those behind wouldn’t even have space to shoot, and their retreat would also be blocked.

Just as he was about to spread out the formation, combat suddenly erupted.

The two teams encountered each other in the narrow corridor.

Although Gao Yang’s team reacted quickly, the opposing team’s formation was clearly more rational, with a better distribution of firepower.

Despite getting a shot in, a paintball struck Ram’s forehead, so Gao Yang could only collapse to the floor with resignation.

Without a laser system, even if hit, one could pretend not to notice, but whether in an exercise or a WAR GAME, playing dumb was the most detested and frowned-upon behavior.

Between the two teams of twelve, all members of Gao Yang’s team were killed, while the opposing side lost five.

Gao Yang felt utterly unconvinced by his defeat; he knew that in terms of actual combat strength, they shouldn’t have lost so miserably.

The purpose of the exercise was to identify problems, and while facing enemies too weak in combat had previously hidden these issues, facing a formidable opponent now fully exposed them.

Gao Yang had already identified several issues.

First, their coordination was not good enough; during the firefight, the distribution of fire towards enemy targets was irrational, resulting in two people firing at the same enemy at the same time.

Furthermore, there were a few individuals, who normally didn’t need to participate in assault operations, that were too unfamiliar with indoor combat.

Glolov and Cui Bo were actually not too bad; they had undergone training at this base and were not very unfamiliar with indoor combat, so their performance was actually quite decent.

However, those like Rafael and Lucica, who came from a field army background, their ability to fight indoors was far too lacking.

As for Jansen, he was basically just making up the numbers.

There were also some objective factors that indeed affected everyone’s performance except for Gao Yang’s.

Glolov and the others had just completed an extreme training session, and even though more than three days had passed, their physical reserves had not yet returned to normal levels.

Additionally, they had not taken this exercise too seriously.

Of course, these factors had a very minor impact on the exercise.

After all, the main reason they were so miserably defeated was that they were indeed inferior in strength.

Many times, a team is not necessarily stronger with more members.

The Satan Mercenary Corps had grown in number, but their level of coordination had decreased.

When it had been just the five of them, Gao Yang and his mates really didn’t even need hand signals; a single glance could convey their intentions.

Now, Gao Yang surely couldn’t just signal a few people with a look; he had to spell it out clearly.

It wasn’t until the exercise was completely over that Gao Yang gritted his teeth and climbed up from the ground, his body splattered with colorful paintball hits, while others who had been “killed” only had one or two marks on them.

Getting hit with a paintball is very painful, so Gao Yang was subjected to a brutal ‘corpse whipping’.

The temporarily assembled squad was quite clear about love and hate.

After they shot down Gao Yang, each person took turns shooting at him.

If Gao Yang wasn’t smart enough to protect his groin as he fell, and then simply flipped over to lie face down, who knows what shape he would have been shot into.

Once ‘dead,’ you were not allowed to move, but there was no rule saying you couldn’t ‘corpse whip’ the dead.

It was customary on the battlefield to finish off an enemy with additional shots to prevent any threats, and it was not a big deal to bring this habit into the exercise.

Gao Yang had no complaints; had they won, it would have been their prerogative to shoot whomever they wanted, and no one would have complained if they had shot enough to be whipping corpses.

Since they couldn’t see during the exercise, when Gao Yang appeared before the crowd in his multicolored state, those who had been eagerly awaiting finally let out a deeply satisfied sigh of relief.

Those who had humiliated the Satan Mercenaries and taught Gao Yang a harsh lesson were filled with pride; they had finally taken their revenge on Gao Yang time and again.

While some reveled in their success, others were infuriated.

Gao Yang was actually okay, but the sight of Li Jinfang and Eileen almost sparked flames in their eyes.

It was supposed to be just an exercise; losing was acceptable, but having to watch Gao Yang get ‘corpse whipped’ was intolerable.

Soldiers, having gone through various sizes of exercises, wouldn’t be indifferent to an exercise but also wouldn’t take it too seriously.

However, seeing how miserably Gao Yang was treated, no one could now simply consider it just an exercise anymore, not even Jansen, who was fuming with rage.

Finally getting their revenge on Gao Yang didn’t completely appease those who had been terribly wronged by the Kick Ram.

A grudge that broke through the sky couldn’t be settled with just one act of revenge, and for Li Jinfang and the others, just one exercise had built up their anger to the point of eruption.

Those who wanted to teach Gao Yang a lesson were all very happy, but Lieutenant M was extremely unhappy.

He, like Wolfgang, believed it was acceptable to lose in individual events, but losing in team events was absolutely unacceptable, and they had to win convincingly.

From his perspective, a result where they annihilated Satan but lost five men was in no way a convincing victory.

Lieutenant M tried to maintain his composure as he said in a deep voice, “Start the second exercise immediately, form a new temporary team.

The exercise will begin in ten minutes.”

After speaking, Lieutenant M continued sternly, “Many of you are going to be instructors for the Wasp Group.

I don’t see anything pleasing about a battle with nearly half the soldiers wounded, nor do I think you have any right to take pride in such a shameful retaliation against Kick Ram.

I promised we would win more gracefully, so it’s up to you now.”

Those who had been visibly cheerful immediately straightened their faces, and military officers began to shout loudly, calling out names and ordering those called to form new teams.

Gao Yang thought that one exercise would have been enough and didn’t expect another one to follow so quickly.

As he was coming to terms with it, he heard Eileen fiercely say, “Guys, we can’t lose this time no matter what.

Take them out, wipe them all out, and never let the boss get shot again!” (To be continued.

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