Ultimate Weapon of Magic and Science

To be honest, there is nothing wrong with the judgment of the first-line officers. Anyone with a little tactical common sense will do so from the standpoint of Charlemagne. This is a clumsy, rough, cold-hearted tactic, but history has long proven its effectiveness and tenacity throughout the entire history of war. Even the advancement of the times and the development of technology cannot stop its existence, and it will endure the steel torrent that has gathered the mountains and rivers and replaced them with thousands of armored vehicles, or the overwhelming strategic bomber cluster.

But what about that?

Perhaps somewhere else, Charlemagne's set may work. This is the Siegfried Line, one of the strongest fortifications in the world. The battles so far have been fully proved that the infantry clique cannot even touch the edge of the field fortifications, let alone break through the depth. As for armored turrets, it can only be huh. In order to solve this dilemma, the Charlemagne moved out the treasure at the bottom of the box, the "City of the Condor", hoping to use a strong fortress in the air fortress to make a hole in the Siegfried line.

Based on this tactical prediction, the "Condor City" will inevitably play the main role in the next battle. Parsifal said that the mission of the air fortress was to pretend... This is not a question of how much it deviated. The whole one is quite different. Many school-level officers shook their heads in preparation for a good show.

Young officers will have the above ideas, but they are not narrow in their vision and rigid in their thinking. They were really impressed by what happened to the group of Charlie Mangers across from them. You should know that the rigid rigidity of the Royal Army of Charlemagne has reached the point of peaking at this time. It is a person who has only seen the entire group of Charlieman soldiers in a blue army coat and dazzling red pants arranged in a neat square array. Pushing the gun Lin Danyu at the pace of every minute step. He will never forget the kind of stubbornness that is almost brain-destructive in his life. If nothing else, the red trousers alone are enough to make people talk. It's not that no one has suggested that the color of the pants should be changed, but it has attracted a bunch of "It is not Charlieman without red pants!", "It is clearly the red pants that come first, what does it mean to change other colors?", "Why do you change it?" The trousers are so skillful!" Waiting for someone to listen to the objections that wanted to drag the talking **** to death. So Charlemagne soldiers continued to wear red pants that swaggered to the extreme on the battlefield, sang the majestic and passionate Rhein Legion war song, and launched a long-lived charge to the Siegfried line without any hesitation. Little did they know that the red pants equivalent to Charlemagne's national spirit made them like a group of bullfighters waving red cloth to tease the bull. The squat in the trench opposite is not only a bull who can only rely on his own flesh. The genius talents have fully trained the elf soldiers with full shooting skills, and they can easily "name" the Charlemagne outside the meter. Snipers can use optical equipment to explode the head of Officer Charlemagne from meters away. A meritorious sniper even created a metric sniper kill record. Captain Charlemagne, who was shot, did not expect anyone to hit him at this distance. So he wore a full military gown (including the infamous red pants), he wore a huge boat bottom cap, and his chest was covered with medals-like a large rooster of the review troops. In order to live up to his expectations, the Defense Force sniper very intimately put a .mm armor-piercing incendiary bomb into the rooster's head...

After suffering such a huge loss, Charlemagne did not intend to solve the problem at all. Charlemagne soldiers still charged in red pants, and the soldiers of the defense army had to continue to target...

Such a group of rigid and tactically stupid guys would reverse their usual straight-line thinking and put the treasures that have been tucked into them for feints, rather than for the main battle that has been expected and planned for a long time? Anyone who listens will feel that this kind of judgment is either too much alcohol or too cowardly, so that delusions appear.

The officers who were deeply immersed in the inherent mindset or holding a good play mentality did not notice that, under the seemingly mocking expressions of the two generals, a trace of appreciation and surprise jumped deep in the pupils of the eyes, as if a piece of Carved gemstones.

(interesting.)

Lieutenant General Kessel whispered in his heart, and continued to hold a delicate smile on his face asked:

"The vast majority of the officers present believe that enemy fortresses will be used as the core main force of the offensive line of defense in the upcoming battles. But you think that the city of Condor is the auxiliary to undertake feint attacks? Your officers think they are better than the officers present. Want to be smart?"

"No, Xiaguan is answering based on facts and obligations."

Faced with a big hat enough to overwhelm people, Parsifal replied calmly.

People who cannot express their opinions at the meeting are either too incompetent or too easy to be led by the atmosphere of the meeting. Since they have already been asked to state by name, whether they will become the target of the public, they should all say their ideas. As for the future, wait until later.

(Really... people are doing this kind of job that is jealous of them, and somehow pay overtime.)

Swallowing his stomach and sighing, Parsifal continued to explain.

"According to the information provided by the intelligence department, while the "Condor City" began to move, the materials that the enemy troops transported to the front line, such as rails, sleepers, road studs, and engineering equipment, gradually increased. The latest The data shows that it has accounted for nearly one-third of the total transportation."

The whispering stopped, and all the first-class professional soldiers were present. They all knew what Parsifal said, but they had never linked time points together to observe them like they do now. Once reminded, they immediately understood what Parsifal wanted to express.

Charlemagne is working to repair the fragmented railway network and is trying to further expand the railway system to bring it closer to the front line and ease the pressure on supply.

Since the beginning of the war, Charlemagne’s transportation system has engaged in a repair and destruction competition with the Defense Forces Air Force Strategic Bomber Force. One side tried to suffocate the opponent's logistics system with the "air strangulation battle" around the clock, and the other side tried to smash the noose from the air with a large army of labor. In the first week, both sides stayed in the same position; in the second week, the defense forces began to overwhelm the efforts of the Charlemagne with bombs like "grown from trees, no money"; in the third week, the soldiers and supplies arriving at the front line shrank to % Of normal level...

It can be said that there is no air power to continue to "bleed" Charlemagne's large arteries. Although Charlemagne still can't cross the Lei Chi one step, the elves guarding the defense line will never be as relaxed and happy as they are now.

In fact, they can't relax anymore.

"Your official means that Charlemagne used the "City of Condors" to contain our army's aviation combat power, and took advantage of the opportunity to repair the railway network in order to hoard the materials and troops needed to launch a large-scale offensive?"

"The possibility is very high. At least after the enemy began to gather air combat power, the activities of our army's bomber and attack aircraft units have indeed decreased. It is the best time to repair the railway network."

Several eyes that stinged the skin stuck in his face, while Parsifal endured the urge to stretch his hand and hold his stomach, he said in his heart "work, work, this is work", trying to maintain the appearance of not being surprised.

"But this is a guess after all."

Lieutenant General Camp, who has been silent, said that the sound that was calm enough to calm down the people who wanted to reverberate was echoed in the conference room.

"Even if it can be confirmed that Charlemagne is indeed working hard to repair the railway network and make further extensions, it can only show that the enemy is preparing to launch an attack. What your official said is that the city of Condor is acting as a predator, how does it relate to this ?"

"Your Excellency, the engineering materials stored and transported to the front line by the enemy are more than three times the amount needed. The civil engineering tools have reached. Times, and all are transported to the front line with the highest priority. The urgently needed equipment, such as guns, Artillery, food, medicine, and quilts all make way for this. The only exception is nitrocellulose explosives. Based on the above information, coupled with the recent stop of large-scale group charges by the enemy, the new trend of intensifying the front-line positions has been replaced... The real purpose of the enemy is to use the large-scale frontal offensive as a bait to attract our army reserve team to enter the position, implement large-scale tunnel blasting tactics, wipe out our army's vital strength in one fell swoop, and then concentrate our forces to make a little breakthrough."

There was an uproar at the scene.

Not because of whimsy, but because the inferences are too reasonable to be categorically denied.

A large number of facts and data prove that in the face of the cross-fire network composed of machine guns and rapid-fire curved artillery, the frontal impact of the infantry cannot produce any effect. The blood of the corpse mountain in front of the Siegfried line is a powerful force that tilts the battlefield towards the defense. prove. If you want to cross the dead zone built by barbed wire, mines, trenches and fire support points, you have to rely on engineers, artillery and heavy artillery. Now that Charlemagne's artillery has been fully suppressed, the only thing they can count on to challenge the Siegfried line is the "Condor City" and the hard-working, intrepid tunnel engineer. The underground miner is more concealed and deadlier than the big rock floating in the air that can be seen tens of kilometers away. Unless the explosion prevention measures were considered in the design, otherwise the guards in the underground works will be killed by the explosion or buried in a collapsed bunker if they encounter a tunnel blast. If you are lucky, you may be able to dig a way out, and more will sleep forever.

The Siegfried line of defense is indeed solid, but not every place has all-round protective measures. At least the first-line field fortifications are not immune to blasting. If the enemy forces actually carried out tunnel blasting covering the entire frontline as predicted by Parsifal, in addition to the core area with armor protection, conventional fortifications will be destroyed in full, supporting the power supply, ventilation, water supply and ammunition supply systems in the core area. It is also unknown how much can survive such a massive explosion. If all of the peripheral construction is lost and even the basic equipment that maintains the operation of the core area is not functioning properly, even if the core area itself can survive the tunnel blast, can it block the tsunami-like group charge-none of the officers present can be optimistic about this issue .

"The intelligence department is already collecting relevant information, and we will make targeted adjustments and deployments next."

Lieutenant General Camp took a sip of coffee. He did not specify what to adjust, nor did he say what kind of information the intelligence department was collecting, nor was it a fool, and he was not interested in asking the commander of the fortress in disguise to assume Parsifal in disguise.

After glancing at the conference room, he nodded silently in a state where everyone was sitting precariously and with a high concentration of concentration. Camp continued:

"Now, the question I want to ask your officials is, if my air combat power ignores the provocative interference of the enemy, and continues to target the logistics of the enemy, I will predict what measures the enemy will take?"

(Sure enough, I have mastered the tactics Charlemagne is implementing and prepared the countermeasures.)

With a slight frown, Parsifal carefully concealed the subtle emotions and answered seriously:

"Until detailed dynamic intelligence data is available, the hasty predictions by front-line officers have no reference value."

"It's okay. The original joint meeting was the place to speak freely. It's okay to say something wrong. Besides, those of us crouching in the rear office, would also like to hear what the front-line commanders are saying."

The assurance of the commander of the fortress, "Just say, I won't treat you" is held against my throat, and Parsifal almost wailed in his head. "Not everyone is as great as you?!".

The proposal is literally just a plan, in other words, it is only an option after all. You can choose to adopt the implementation, or you can throw it into a wastepaper basket as a piece of waste. However, this general pointed out that the generals who are ignoring the problems that most people overlooked, their speeches undoubtedly have considerable weight, and may even become the direction of combat guidance for a period of time in the future. It is conceivable that the responsibilities and risks it bears, in the event of an unsuccessful failure, the cauldron will never escape. In order to alleviate his guilt, he will also "enthusiastically" mention how wonderful the officer is at the contact meeting. Performance, throw a few more pots to your back. By then I could walk down the military court alive, and that was the favor of the goddess of luck.

As for the successful implementation of the proposal and the victory of the battle, the military has gained a lot of strength-the brilliant future in the eyes of ordinary people is too far away from the future planned by Parsifal himself.

(...So I hate this kind of meeting!)

Swallowing childish sighs and complaints, Parsifal replied in a steady and dedicated tone:

"If this is the case, the enemy's remaining options are nothing more than three. The desperate desperation is attacked by the'City of the Eagles'; sending out small and elite troops to assault the air; returning without success."

"Return without merit can be ignored automatically, and it's not difficult to understand the desperate frontal attack. Small elite troops are airborne..."

"Your Excellency, there is also a lady who has repeatedly created miracles among the enemy troops. The Xiaguan thought that it would be inappropriate to ignore this force used to surprise and fight hard battles. Instead, the Xuanguan would command the enemy and they would use " The City of Condor's frontal containment, disguised the elite unit led by the lady as a paratrooper or tunnel force for harassment missions, and drove forward from behind each fort."

Once again, the conference room was tumultuous. The two generals clenched their fists.

Paratrooper assault fortress, this is also regarded as a highly confidential and difficult special combat mission in the defense force. In the "Yellow Plan" known only to the General Staff and a small number of senior officers, paratroopers are the killer tools that are prepared to break through the Maas River and conquer Sedan.

The original fortress was particularly vulnerable to raids from above and behind. If the raid troops changed from paratroopers using conventional weapons and tactics to the elite troops led by monsters dressed in girl's skin and capable of being overturned by company tanks...

It's unimaginable~www.wuxiaspot.com~ is a nightmare scene like hell.

"I know."

I don’t know when Lieutenant General Kiesel, who was smoking a cigar, forced the dark red light into the ashtray. The commander of the fleet turned his head to look at Parsifal, and ordered lightly:

"Since today, the "Lund Bell" has been transferred to the Isselan fort and is responsible for the air defense work of the "Thor of Thunder."

"Uh...? Yes, obey!"

It took a second to understand that Parsifal, who had dug himself a pit, hurriedly saluted and received his orders, and Kisher, who was always a self-professed military expert, did not have any minor problems at this moment. The joy of discovering talents and training talents assisted your fleet commander to automatically filter out certain details, and also helped him brain to fill out some things that are far away from the facts.

(Being able to tolerate loneliness and being able to seize the opportunity to act decisively is the necessary condition to surpass the wisdom and bravery and become a famous general. Look, this seems to be saying "I am ready to go" and "Enjoy me". Perhaps we are witnessing the birth of a famous general and stepping onto the stage of history.)

(The defense of the fort...well, it’s better than staying on the front line. Even if it’s far from the safe rear service, it’s impossible to complain now. I wonder if the pension and salary will increase?)

Pressing the generals who did not show appreciation, and the captain of the colonel who tried to make a determined face, he sat back with his own feelings and calculations, and he did not know that the two sides actually carried out a perfect misunderstanding that was not in a channel at all. I don’t even know that because the chicken talked to the duck, it led to a wonderful attack and defense launched by two childhood friends who were respectively named “changing victory” and “undefeated”. war.