Chapter 121: Maybe You Don't Need to Be Tall
Krielman brought back news that the Travelers had refused to negotiate, and Oyama had to return to the warship on a sampan. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 infoThe rapid assault tactics of the 1st Volunteer Brigade were so impressed by the Japanese that after discovering that they had secretly constructed a dam to cross the river and confirming that a large tank had reached the north bank of the river, the Japanese were no longer at ease about leaving their commander on land.
Even though the Japanese dug a number of trenches to defend against combat vehicles, they still did not dare to risk putting a general in danger. They could only pin their hopes of defensive success on the 1st Support Brigade to be able to deter the threat of naval artillery and not launch an attack on the Japanese landing site at Huayuankou. It was only at that time that the Japanese army that landed on the Liaodong Peninsula was completely compressed into a small area within the range of naval artillery, and the First Support Brigade could completely not send troops close to them, but could beat out the Japanese army that had gathered together just by using the kind of heavy artillery that had appeared on the front line in Fuzhou.
Dead, that's a deadgame! You can't attack it, and you can't defend it. Dashanyan found himself helpless against this Great Song army that did not know when it landed in Liaodong, and the combat power of the First Volunteer Brigade was stronger than the two sides he had seen in the Franco-Prussian War. Even if the Prussian Army, the teacher of the Japanese Army, came to fight this battle, I am afraid it would not be flattering.
The only way to solve this deadlock is to agree to the request of the Great Song Dynasty to seize the Liaodong Peninsula, otherwise when the spring comes, the First Volunteer Brigade will be able to gather more troops, and then the Japanese Army will not only face the dilemma of failing to land in Liaodong, but even the First Army, which broke through to the northeast of the Qing Dynasty, will be in danger of being dumpled.
It's just that the bigwigs of the cabinet, under the pressure of the Shaozhuang faction, hesitated about the conditions handed over by the Great Song through the British. Hey, what kind of politics do those fanatics who only have martial arts in their minds know about politics!? They are in a hurry to achieve military merit, and they can't tolerate anything else in their eyes. Politics is an art of compromise, and what kind of vision can those low-born and uneducated young Zhuang factions have?
If Oyama Iwa were still in Japan, he would definitely use his prestige to suppress the noisy actions of these fanatics. But now that he is on the Liaodong Peninsula, he can only pray that Ito Hirobumi can properly resolve this matter, otherwise the Second Army's operation in Liaodong will only end in failure.
At this time, the commander of the Japanese Second Army, Oyama Iwa, was bent on peace, and the people were busy picking up rubbish, filling in the earth and building a dam. After a day and a night of hard work, and after investing a lot of manpower, most of the carcasses of the North American wild horses scattered near Pulandian were recovered. The main electronic components are basically ready, and those fragments that cannot be found for a while, the Provisional Executive Committee plans to offer a reward for the people to pick up in the future.
As for the Japanese who retracted to Fuzhou, the crossing people did not intend to let them come out again, and the executive committee planned to pull out this nail as soon as the ship bombing plan was completed, so that Fuzhou City would become a military buffer zone, and they would not have the manpower to garrison it, and they could not let the Japanese occupy it.
The main body of the temporary levee has been largely completed, and as soon as the materials for laying on the river floor arrive at the site, the plan to cross the river with large tulips and missile launchers can begin.
The big tulip has stopped shelling the Japanese army and rushed to the construction site in the shallow river section, and the Japanese on the front line of Fuzhou are already frightened, and they don't need this crazy weapon of forced demolition to come to the town.
The temporary embankment has to be intercepted at low tide, and three tracked chariots with a weight of more than 20 tons have to cross the river together in a hurry, and the quality of this small embankment is not guaranteed, and there is a danger that there will be a pipe surge and collapse after a long time.
There is a lot of silt at the bottom of the river, and even if there is a 1,500 horsepower like the M1A2 on the south bank to provide traction power, it is difficult to ensure that the three tracked vehicles can pass smoothly.
Fortunately, there was a large amount of cheap labor nearby, and many people could be hired with a small amount of food, and all kinds of miscellaneous trees were piled up on the silt at the bottom of the river to prevent the big guys crossing the river from sinking in.
Seventy-two hours after D+45 teleportation day, the large tulip and missile launcher and radar illuminator had all crossed the river, and the chaotic situation caused by teleportation was largely under control. But the price is that a lot of shells and bullets have been used, and modern warfare is about logistics supply, not just talking.
These six-month rapid soldiers, as soon as they entered the battlefield, only had the concept of superior firepower in their minds, and those ammunition were scattered like water, completely ignoring the overpower. Zhao Yiyi's face turned blue when he saw the material consumption list just sent by the logistics, so he had to silently pray that the amount of ammunition transmitted by the "director team" this time would not be too crumbling.
The logistics department has been busy sending supplies to the front line, but after a general look at the materials transmitted this time, it is generally found that there is no food and daily necessities in it, only weapons, ammunition and clothing. Zhao Yi vaguely felt that there was still a pit dug by the "director team", and they didn't finish it.
After Zhao Yi's M1A2 main battle tank was broken, the convoy slowly drove towards the base of the green paint area, and the road on Jinzhou Avenue was not smooth and widened, and it was still rotten.
Zhao Yi was still in a hurry, and the members of the Provisional Executive Committee were already waiting in the war room, and the commanders of the various combat groups who had no combat missions were also present. The purpose of their meeting was, of course, to discuss the question of how to deal with the Japanese warships that had been named in Nakado-sama's notebook after the loss of the North American Mustang OV-10D.
"Didn't you say that the beech missile could be used as an anti-ship missile? Shoot the girl, and if you can't solve it with one shot, you will have two shots. We have 23 missiles, can't we sink two warships, I don't believe it! Hao Dajian, who was pulled back to the base by the poisonous milk of the battlefield, had a few band-aids on his face and said viciously.
"I haven't heard of it, it's a twelve-tube launch vehicle, and it must be accompanied by a radar illumination vehicle, otherwise it's blind, and there is no radar on the vehicle." Li Sifeng complained about his partner.
"There are no AWACS, with the hilly terrain of the entire Liaodong Peninsula, are you going to pull them to the sea? Even if you are not afraid of being known by the Japanese that we have the secret of a big killing weapon, you will not know the touching road conditions here, you will fly in the sky all day long, right? Before Lu Xiaobei came, he made up his knowledge about the "Beech" missile.
"I carefully studied the information written by Masakichi Inoda and Kenichi Mukai Mukai about the ships of the Japanese Navy and found something interesting. Hehe, maybe, with the Super Hind Mi-24, we don't have to think about blowing up ships with those high-end weapons. Lu Xiaobei snatched a cigarette from Hao Dajian and lit it for himself.
"Your Excellency Queen, why do you always rub other people's cigarettes, and besides, you can't take robbing cigarettes, you don't conform to the rules!" After hearing that he was deprived of food and daily necessities, Hao Dajian looked at the cigarettes in his pocket very seriously.
"I'm rubbing, who made a special way to get supplies? There is no cigarette item in women's daily supplies, where can I reason? Miss Lucifer glared at the men viciously.