Chapter 299
My Empire Chapter 299
2020-11-03
Chapter 299 300 AdviceStanding at the fort's crenel, overlooking the busy Defensive Array at the foot, General Medeas said: The staff behind him ordered: "Buy all the mines carried by the soldiers on the beach! Leave a passage in the middle of the minefield... Arrange a machine gun fire fulcrum at the end of the passage!"
He likes landmines very much. After all, he is a turtle general, and the attribute of landmines is completely compatible. He is willing to lay mines on his defenses, use them extensively, and advocates the use of powerful new types of mines.
To be honest, he's the weirdo that Alanhill's military sent the nickname Miner Prince. When he was in the exercise, he once buried a mine and blew up the staff of the 16th Army, which was on the offensive side.
"The artillery unit under the army has to cover the entire beach! I don't need to attack the enemy's battleship, that's the matter of the air force, navy and coastal defense artillery! My artillery only hits the enemy on the beach. I want them to be unable to lift their heads, crying and shouting to get out of the sea!" He pointed to the beach, and generally continued to instructed.
Medias is very knowledgeable on the issue of how to be reckless and reckless. Compared with the famous futures like Modler and Wilkes, the experience is not bad at all.
In a head-to-head battle, Medeas may not be able to defeat Modlyl or Wilkes, but if he is allowed to stick to it, a general like Modlyl may not be able to defeat Medeas.
"Near the reinforced main defense line, the soldiers must form a cross fire as much as possible! The enemy has been impossible to cross our beach defense line for a long time, so the soldiers here should keep as much as possible. Physical strength, ready for reinforcements at any time."
This time did not bring back Walter or Wilkes who name shakes the whole world, but put Medeas in the position of Ferry City. It also illustrates the capabilities of this Old General.
"Here! And here! These counter-slopes are to be used as the base of the tank detachment, and the maintenance area is set up here!" He coldly ordered the staff around him, behind several high grounds, pressing the long sword. The backslope of the tank set up the tank's covert position so that they could counter-charge immediately inside, knocking the enemy into the water.
The long sword on his waist doesn't fit with the pistols worn by the staff, and it doesn't fit in with the new military uniform he wears. In fact, Alanhill's dress is also a saber, but the ceremonial dress of the saber has been cancelled.
Highly practical Alanhill field combat training clothing, the generals are already camouflage equipment. Speaking of camouflage, it reminds me of the unreasonable insistence of the emperor Your Majesty before, and the deceptive Air Force Red Army uniform...
This matter, together with the AK-47 assault rifle, became the emperor Testimony of Your Majesty's "Special Fetish". No one knows how the high-level thinks, and in fact the emperor Your Majesty simply has no more advanced considerations, he simply thinks that the AK is not as good as the M4.
"Once the front line is broken, I ask the tank troops to kill from here immediately! Push the enemy back to the beach!" He made a flanking movement with his hands, and then joined several staff officers Adjusted the deployment of machine gun fire points on the defense line so that they can better cover counter-attacking tanks.
This defensive Master's thinking is extremely sinister, and the guy who holds the mine research all day long is not much better. He sees his line of defense as a work of art, and he seeks a work of art without flaws.
"If the tank unit fails to complete the mission, then we will block the enemy at the second stage position." A staff officer said, pointing to the second line of defense outlined on the map.
"After taking the first position, the enemy will definitely advance to the vicinity of my second stage defense line at the fastest speed. They thought they were chasing after the victory, but in fact, I was still on the second stage!" Mediah Sis sneered, and then began to lay out his second line of defense.
He used one after another zigzag line of defense, plus some prominent machine gun fire ring fortifications, as the support for the second line of defense.
In some necessary areas, he also arranged sandbags and quick-drying concrete to strengthen the fire points on the defense line.
According to his defense plan, the enemy can only break through part of the defense line, and then form small intertwined pockets within his defense line, so that he can let the troops close these pockets and eat them when they counterattack. the enemy inside.
"It's still a simple and efficient crossfire, but this section is supported by reinforced machine gun firepoints... nothing fancy." A staff officer is more confident in the second line of defense, because he expects the enemy to attack this stage. , has started to get tired.
"No matter how the demons attacked, when they got here, they had at least paid more than 3,000 casualties." Medeas said: "But we can't be careless, because after all, they are demons and need us. Be very careful."
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On the second day early in the morning, when Medeas inspected the first-line Defensive Array near the beach, he saw the 15th Air Force The bomber unit, densely packed above him, flew to the sea.
The swarms of B-17 bombers, and the P-51 Mustang fighters that were brought back, assembled in dense formations at the height of the clouds, grandiose like wasps.
"The enemy has entered the attack range of the B-17 bomber. The air force plans to attack first to test the strength of the other party..." The Air Force liaison officer who followed the inspection of the position reported what he had just obtained. News of Air Force operations.
Some of these B-17 bombers also carry Fritz-X guided bombs, which are used to deal with the demon battleship on the sea. The battle will kick off in an hour, and the air forces of both sides will fight for a while to compete for air supremacy in the landing area.
"Let the soldiers take the time to rest! The enemy is about to appear!" After Medias instructed, he pressed his long sword and continued to walk along the trench. He waved to every soldier who passed by, talked to many regimental commanders and asked about their needs.
As an old commander who retains some traditional habits, he prefers to have face-to-face exchanges with the soldiers on some topics, which can boost morale and allow him to have a deeper understanding of himself The needs of the grass-roots officers and soldiers of the army.
He knew that compared with those young generals who had already won the trust of the soldiers, those generals who commanded the old main armies and made great achievements, he and his troops seriously lacked confidence and cohesion, so he tried to use details as much as possible. To make up for this shortcoming, this is the wisdom of an old man.
"Strengthen and replenish 3 bases of ammunition for each troop! Let the logistics troop rush to the position! The next troop will send 3 more ammunition boxes to each machine gun position!" After listening to many After commenting, he turned his head and ordered the followers around him.
The pre-war tension has filled the trenches. Soldiers wearing new outfits and QGF Kevlar helmets are leaning against the edge of the trenches, looking curiously at the sea level where there is nothing. .
Everyone knows that it won't be long before demon troops appear there, and those demon troops are here to challenge them.
"Let those bastards come! I started digging trenches when I got here yesterday, and it's been 27 hours! Let them come! How I'm getting a taste of my bullets!"
"Bullets? Don't worry, they stepped on the mines and rushed over. I don't know how many are left!" Another soldier wiped his AK-47 assault rifle and said with a smile without looking up.
Looking to one side along the trench, on the machine gun position protruding from the entire line of defense, the machine gun fixed on the tripod has been adjusted in position and angle.
Once an enemy is within range, it can pour out ammunition like a splash of water, drowning the enemy in a rain of bullets.
In every machine gun position, there are two such machine guns. They can cover each other or form crossfire with the machine guns in the distance. Although the whole beach is very quiet, there are murderers everywhere. horror trap.
Behind these soldiers, the Ferry City, which has been destroyed by the flood, stands in the mist, and the huge Alanhill black king flag hangs on the only remaining City Wall section, huge and eye-catching .
As soon as Medeas returned to his headquarters in a jeep, he saw the commander of the 15th Air Force standing at the door with a gloomy face.
As soon as he saw Medeas coming back from the front line, he said in a heavy tone: "We were shot down by 17 bombers, 21 fighters... The enemy at this time is more powerful than us in Grecon. The ones you encounter are much stronger."
"So many losses? Then don't take action lightly! Just keep the air superiority near the coastline... Can you do it?" General Medeas, who was concerned about air supremacy, asked.
"I will take off all the planes to support you in the battle!" The commander of the air force promised: "No matter how much damage is lost, we will fight to the end! But I still want to remind you that these demons and intelligence They are stronger!"
Medias nodded: "So, what advice do you have?"
"My advice is... take whatever you can think of All methods are used! Otherwise, we will all die here..." The commander of the air force said with a solemn expression.
Hearing what the other party said, Medeas was nodded again, and his expression was still unpredictable: "I don't want to die, so I already prepared a telegram requesting reinforcements yesterday, and now it seems... Send it to the General Staff immediately."
"Gentlemen! Don't be rude! Until the reinforcements arrive, all we have to do is hold on to every inch of the ground..." He passed through the aviation station standing in the doorway. The team commander walked into his headquarters: "For Your Majesty! For Alanhill!"
"Long live Alanhill!" All the entourage and the officers in the room sang in harmony with their chins raised. ►
Unconsciously, this is the 300th chapter... 110 days, 300 updates, long live Alanhill, long live readers! Let us continue to create brilliant!
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