Chapter 287, all the way to the west
Yan Fangxu's words left his political commissar Nelson speechless.
The casualty report was updated every day, and Nelson could see it. In his eyes, those numbers were simply shocking.
The battle-loss ratio produced by the alliance is very impressive.
When fighting against those mechanical monsters, the soldiers of the Alliance can achieve an exchange ratio of one to three or one to four.
But... unfortunately, the alliance only has an army of 25 people, which almost assembles all the mobilizable forces of the entire alliance.Relatively speaking, their enemies are almost endless.
Although, modified humans need to be mechanically transformed from civilians in the western continent; mechanical dogs, drones, and unmanned tanks all require industrial capabilities to manufacture.But no matter what the manufacturing process, difficulty, and cycle are, the price of building a machine is clearly there.But every soldier in the alliance needs a mother to carry him for ten months and then grow up for more than ten or twenty years.
This cannot be measured from the same perspective at all.
"We can apply for support from the Imperial Navy, and the Blade Tiger can use orbital strikes to bomb the enemy's logistics center, and we can still achieve our goals..."
Nelson was still giving some counterarguments in a pale manner, trying to reject Yan Fangxu's plan from other aspects.
But in fact, he couldn't even convince himself.
Because he actually agreed with what Yan Fangxu said from the bottom of his heart.
Sure enough, Yan Fangxu just added one more reason, which made Nelson finally give up the resistance.
"Bombing alone cannot solve all problems. The firepower of the Blade Tiger can cover a limited area after all, and in the logistics hub centered on the 'Tail Scorpion' oasis, our intelligence agents also sent back news that all the people there The logistics supply points of the enemy are all camouflaged and scattered. The conditions for orbital bombing are very poor. Bombing for a whole day may not produce any results. It is not easy for our intelligence agents to survive behind enemy lines. It is impossible for them to have If we have the conditions to investigate whether each material distribution center is real or fake, they can give a rough outline, which is already very good."
"Those are not the work of the Imperial Navy or the Alliance Air Force. They can't do this. Only we can. Only our most heroic warriors use the torrent of steel and turbulent artillery fire to open a broad road and walk into the face of the enemy. To At that time, the logistical supplies of those mechanical monsters, whether they were dispersed or disguised, were invisible to us!"
After hearing this, what else could Nelson say?
In the end, he could only sigh and tragically chose to sign his name on Yan Fangxu's plan.
Then, he happily went out to assemble the troops.
Yan Fangxu looked at his leaving figure and smiled helplessly.
He actually knows the morale of the entire army very well.
From generals to officers, to ordinary non-commissioned officers and soldiers, the alliance has fought many wars, large and small, since its establishment, and it can be said that it is victorious in every battle.
Victory nourishes the mentality of the soldiers, making them not afraid of hardships, firmly believing that their sacrifices are meaningful, and that victory will eventually come; but it also breeds such a group of "arrogant soldiers".In the past half month, they have been tired of small-scale battles with those mechanical monsters.
While there was always an advantage, it wasn't the certainty of victory they wanted.
The most powerful weapons in the hands of soldiers: steel and discipline cannot be used to their full potential on such a battlefield.
They can neither drive powerful steel chariots to form a torrent and drown the enemy; nor can they rely on iron will and discipline to fight the enemy on a large-scale battlefield and fight at the forefront of artillery fire.
Now, they can only be divided into small teams and engage in limited battles with those mechanical monsters. This is the true sense of fighting steel with flesh and blood.
It's normal to feel suffocated in my heart.
The soldiers needed an opportunity for a frontal attack to vent their pent-up anger.
The military morale was available, and there was indeed a strategic need for it, so Yan Fangxu proposed such a big strategy.
He made a backup copy of the relevant documents, then took the Wind Falcon back to Fuxing City, and made a report to the Governor at the scheduled time.
Of course such a big thing needs to be reported.
Although, when he received the appointment before, Governor Gu made it clear that he was the top person in charge of the alliance army on the Western Front and could have full strategic command.
This symbolizes the Governor's trust, but he cannot really use chicken feathers as arrows.
How to fight, specific tactical arrangements, these are of course not the Governor's worries.However, the core question of 'should we fight' did not allow him to make an easy decision on his own.
He must have explicit authorization.
The report in Fuxing City lasted for a full hour and a half, and he was still a little nervous when he spoke.
No matter how good his reasons were, this was indeed contrary to the strategy that the Governor had set at the beginning. He was also worried that the Governor would be unhappy, refuse to pass, and give him another scolding.
But none of these situations happened.
He didn't even care about the operation code name, and signed the document of 'Operation Flash Tail' with one stroke of his pen.
During the whole process, Governor Gu only asked a few questions, and then nodded and asked him to go back and arrange the battlefield.
Before he left, he also saw the governor dragging Thaddeus, his old partner, into the secret room. He was probably discussing how to provide logistical support and how to determine the exact materials needed to launch this operation. Supply up.
Yan Fangxu's mind became more determined on the return journey, and he felt that the next action was more likely to win.
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David Valenzuela is a lieutenant in the 3rd Beast-Slaying Brigade of Army Group Center and the company commander of the 2th Company of the 9nd Regiment.
Three days ago, his unit received an order to participate in an operation codenamed 'Flash Tail'.
He thought it was just an ordinary operation at first, but when he got into the car with his company, he found that it was completely different.
The whole brigade rallied!
And it's not just their brigade.
Looking at the many Lion tanks, armored fighting vehicles, and countless truck-pulled artillery moving forward on the same avenue, he realized that this "Flash Tail" operation was going to do something big!His mentality became excited. Finally, it was no longer like before. A company had to control a defense area with a radius of several kilometers, send out many patrols, and respond at any time to "suspected enemies somewhere" sent by the air force brothers. Patrol support request, and in order to avoid being transferred away from the mountain, only one platoon can be sent out at a time.
In most cases, they will be defeated. In a few cases, they will encounter a small number of enemies and return victorious, but they will also suffer some personnel losses on their side.
The key is that after being tortured like this for more than half a month, people's spirits are extremely tense. They attack countless times, and from time to time they lose some men and cannot get them back.
He couldn't kick those mechanical monsters hard in the butt. He couldn't use the several 'big killers' in the company or the support from his artillery brothers in the rear, which made him feel like he had no place to use his strength.
Now, I can finally go out and have a big fight!
The first day after departure was fairly peaceful.
He heard some things from the mouths of other brother troops who were marching together, and also heard some artillery fire in the distance. Even later, their convoy passed through the ruins of a checkpoint.
This seems to be a place where those steel monsters were fortified, but now it has been pierced by the armored brothers in front, leaving only a place of rags.
The engineer brothers from an unknown division and brigade have cleared the road and are continuing to work on both sides of the road. They seem to be pulling back the scrap metal. I heard that the alliance's research institute needs some samples.In addition to making samples, Valenzuan estimates that other parts can also be recycled as raw materials.
Overall, for his company, the first day's journey was relatively uneventful, with no major incidents.
During this day, I basically just sat in the car and marched, day and night.The soldiers could still sleep in the car, but the driver had to drive it alternately, even at night.
Sometimes you can drive on the road, which is the most comfortable; sometimes, the road is heavily blocked, and you can only drive to the wasteland below, which is a bit miserable. The car will be extremely bumpy, and not only will the speed of the car be reduced, It's so slow that the person sitting on it can't rest at all.
But on the second day, exciting things started to happen.
Their company's convoy came under fire.
Three artillery shells landed next to their company.Sitting in the co-pilot of the troop transport truck, he saw the artillery shells falling on the side and front. The splashed sand and mud covered the front windshield of the vehicle. The crackling sound was accompanied by the arrival of the shock wave, which almost caused the vehicle to crash. They were all overturned.
But fortunately, the alliance's troop transport truck has also been modified. It is no longer like the past, with only a shed in the back of the truck.Now, at least the top, bottom, left and right are sealed with steel plates.The shells blew up sand and gravel, but no one was hurt.
After being bombed, Valenzuan asked the soldiers to get out of the car and take cover. He was also planning to follow the trajectory of the artillery shells to see what was going on, but soon new news came that his own artillery unit had already raised the enemy's head. .
So they moved on, and in the evening entered into a battle.
It was not too difficult. Other brothers of the 4th Infantry Regiment to which Valentzuan's company belonged had already gone up to fight. The artillery brothers of the brigade used thousands of rounds of artillery shells to cover their advance. .
What they have to do is to stay within 100 meters of the artillery bombing line, continuously press forward, and eliminate the enemies who survived the artillery fire while ensuring the forward speed.
This is called infantry and artillery coordination. It is considered a basic operation in the alliance's military training subjects. It is not difficult.
There is nothing difficult about this whole battle.From the perspective of him and the soldiers under his command, this was more like cleaning up the battlefield.Most of the work has been done by the artillery brothers.
Returning to the vehicle, they set up camp in the wilderness.
Today, I finally don't have to travel all night.
On the third day, they finally encountered a significant battle.
At that time, their convoy finally got on the road, the driver drove comfortably, and the soldiers could finally have a good rest in the car. Even at the call of the company instructor, everyone sang military songs in the car.
But while they were singing, the sound of continuous artillery fire coming to the ground came from quite far ahead.
The sound was distorted and sounded like muffled thunder.But veterans who have been on the battlefield all understand that it is the explosion of artillery landing.
At this time, the atmosphere among the soldiers in the car suddenly became tense. They stopped singing songs and stopped playing beats.
Immediately afterwards, soldiers riding three-wheeled motorcycles came towards them and held up a sign in front of the vehicle asking them to stop, asking them to stop.
The soldier who came up looked at Valenzuan, the co-pilot, and found that he was a lieutenant. He quickly saluted and said, "Hello, Comrade Lieutenant! Ten kilometers ahead, our marching team was under shelling." ! I'm afraid it won't be safe here soon. I don't know if the enemy's artillery fire will hit here. Our leader asked me to drive all the way to the east and notify the troops behind to pay attention to the situation. Your team had better stop quickly and get off the road. , it would be better to drive in the desert and spread out more."
After saying that, the soldier turned around and was about to leave, but Valenzuan stopped him.
He took out a white cigarette case from the pocket of his coat, gave one to the private, and then asked: "Which army are you from? What happened up front? Do you have any specific information? ?"
The private took the cigarette, hesitated for a moment, and said: "I am from the 3rd Battalion of the Xifeng Brigade. I heard earlier that there was an enemy blocking force that broke through the blockade of the 47th Brigade in the south and slipped to the vicinity of the avenue. The self-propelled artillery exploded and caught us off guard. Our leader was already arranging defenses and counterattacks. He asked me to come over quickly and tell the brothers to disperse and hide carefully."
Seeing that the lieutenant in the car in front of him wanted to ask more questions, the private quickly waved his hand and said, "Stop asking. There are still many people to notify later. I have to hurry up."
"go Go."
The second-class soldier returned to his three-wheeled motorcycle and continued running eastward. The sign hanging on the car was still standing and the horn kept honking.
Valenzuan withdrew his gaze, picked up the walkie-talkie, and roared twice before the troops got off the road and drove to the wasteland next to them.
The entire company, a total of about ten vehicles, was indeed dispersed to avoid being bombed later.
At the same time, he also used the walkie-talkie to contact his superiors and ask if there was any specific information.
But before he could ask, his intercom rang.
The caller was the regiment chief of staff, giving them a task:
"Our marching group has been attacked by artillery fire, and the 2nd Battalion of the Xifeng Brigade has begun to launch a counterattack. We order your troops to immediately advance 35 kilometers to the southwest and penetrate the enemy's rear. This enemy force must be blocked and must not be let go. They keep running!"
"Roger that!"
Afterwards, You repeated the order and hung up the on-board call. Valenzuan picked up the walkie-talkie again, switched to the company channel, and shouted: "Brothers! Here comes the work! We are going to copy those Tin Man's Back road! It's 35 kilometers and it will take me two hours to reach it! Is there any problem?!"
There was a lot of howling in the channel!
(End of this chapter)