When the sun set, the wargame deduction that lasted for a whole afternoon finally came to an end, and this time the wargame deduction made Yan Chenwu extremely dissatisfied, and he was very disdainful of this kind of "stepping on one and holding one" operation.

"The projection of troops to Nanyang is already limited, so it is a waste to estimate the enemy's strength too strongly, and then to invest much more troops in this place." He punched the wall very unhappily and complained: "The forces should be reasonably distributed and spread out." A little more, yes, can create a local superior force, but it is too stupid to concentrate a large number of troops. ”

Zhou Changfeng basically agreed with this, he echoed a few words, and then said casually: "The biggest threat is actually that Fort Drum, in the previous judgment, those two heavy artillery turrets caused a large number of casualties on our side, and half of the losses of the landing ships were caused by it. ”

"That hell place is really difficult to deal with, the reinforced concrete ten meters thick on the left and right, and six meters thick on the top and bottom, nothing is easy to use, it can be called extremely tricky." Yan Chenwu, who had a worried face, said.

The phrase that money can do whatever it wants is also reflected in this regard, and it can be said that the inhuman Americans have succeeded in creating an indestructible "shield" of their contemporaries.

In the late stage of the war, the British "tall cabinet" giant aerial bomb, weighing 12,000 pounds, the bomb body is quite strong, after being dropped at high altitude, it can reach a high speed of nearly 1,200km/h in the process of falling, and can penetrate a maximum of 4.9m thick reinforced concrete.

This represents the most powerful penetration capability that human beings can theoretically achieve at the level of technology today, but even the "tall cabinet" is powerless in the face of Fort Drum, which is more than six meters thick at the top and reinforced with three-inch thick steel plates.

"Yes, it's almost impossible to get it done by conventional means, or... Pay for one's whistle. Zhou Changfeng crossed his waist and said casually: "My idea is to organize the spearheads to land quietly, carry a large amount of fuel, find the vents of this fortress, pour them in, light a fire, and send them to the sky." ”

"It's a good idea, let the Air Force take out its external firepower points and observation posts first, and then the elite team will quietly climb the ...... at night Good, wonderful. ”

Seeing that Yan Chenwu was a little excited, Zhou Changfeng continued to say unhurriedly: "Considering that ordinary gasoline burns for a relatively short period of time, it may not be able to effectively make this fortress ineffective, so I think special fuel should be used. ”

"Special fuel? What's so special about it? ”

"Uh... If you think about it, adding five to ten percent of oleic acid to gasoline with palm oil can make gasoline more viscous, significantly increasing its burning time and damaging effect. ”

Co-author: Are you a master of fire? You're addicted to fire, aren't you?

Yan Chenwu couldn't help but bared his teeth, because he recalled Zhou Changfeng's brilliant operation in the Battle of Demagi—by firing a mixture of smoke and incendiary bombs, an entire company of Anglo-Indian troops in the woods was reimbursed at once.

But he also kept an eye on it and wrote down this so-called "secret recipe"?

In his impression, the Ordnance Bureau does seem to have a corresponding study in this area, but the specific information is not known to outsiders, and he is only a few words by hearsay.

This wargame was just a routine affair of the Metropolitan Governor's Office of Staff, and it was usually once every three or five times, and at the same time, the campaign plan was formulated and revised on this basis, and vice versa. And that's exactly what they do in peacetime.

Now that the Marine Corps Workshop has come to an end, there are only a few days left, so November is unusually idle for Zhou Changfeng, and it seems that there is nothing to do but fall in love?

But the truth is that really dull days are almost non-existent, because there are always strange surprises in life.

On the morning of the fifth day of November, after a routine exercise in the front yard of this office, Zhou Changfeng, who was about to go to breakfast, was suddenly stopped by a guard who was trotting over.

The latter presented an invitation, and then said, "Sir, someone has just come, saying that he wants to hand over this post and letter to you, and you must read it yourself." ”

After the guards left, Zhou Changfeng took a closer look at the delicate invitation and envelope.

And if you don't advance, let's just say this envelope, off-white, printed with gold grain, and the paper texture is very good, and it is not ordinary at first glance.

Well, we'll see later.

After entering the cafeteria, he took the plate and found a place, a bowl of porridge, two fritters, and a bowl of soy milk were today's breakfast, and then opened the fire paint of the envelope.

Zhou Changfeng, who was still unimpressed at first, suddenly turned surprised after browsing a few times, and his hand holding the letter froze.

The letter is almost a hint that "I manipulated your transfer" and invited... No, he was required to go to the designated place that afternoon with the invitation, and he had to come alone, not with weapons.

Good fellow, mysterious, is this going to make trouble?

He made up the scenes of coercion and temptation in film and television dramas, but soon forgot about them.

After the initial confusion was cleared, he understood that this must not be made public, and that this matter should be discontinued, and at the same time, it should only be directed at himself, and there would be no danger.

But the way back still has to be left, thinking while eating, Zhou Changfeng made up his mind after some weighing.

After a brief preparation, he waited a little and set off early.

The place specified in the invitation is a big bank, or bank, in Beicheng District.

Looking at the conspicuous four gilt characters of "Weiyang Bank" on the plaque in the distance, after confirming that it was correct, the perimeter wind dressed in casual clothes walked around it twice, carefully examined and surveyed the surrounding environment.

Relatively speaking, the fireworks atmosphere in Beicheng District is lighter, there are mostly various factories, as well as some mansions of wealthy businessmen, which is not as lively as the bustling Nancheng District, nor is it as good as the Zhongcheng District, where government offices, companies, and schools gather.

Therefore, there are not many pedestrians and vehicles around this Weiyang Bank, it is a little deserted, but there is a lot of greenery, and it should be shaded by big trees in summer, but unfortunately now the autumn wind is bleak, and the ground is full of a lot of yellowed fallen leaves.

After entering the bank, Zhou Changfeng showed the invitation, someone went to announce it, and soon someone came to lead him to a waiting room.

It was already early in the morning, and in a few moments, two sturdy men walked in and asked him to come with him.

Several people entered the backyard, and then came to a small two-story building, where three men who looked like guards stood at the door, and when they saw Zhou Changfeng approaching, the eyes of the three were staring at him tightly.

Just by feeling, I know that these guys are not simple, not to mention anything else, at least the eyes are quite sharp, and ordinary people are estimated to be furious when they are stared at by these people.

However, Zhou Changfeng didn't take this seriously, he glanced at them disappretently, and then walked straight in.

After arriving at a large antique room, he thought that he would have to wait for a while, but to his surprise, as soon as he stood firm, a lazy female voice came from behind the screen in front of him.

"You've been quite beautiful lately."

(End of chapter)