344 Tanks are overwhelming
For the first time, Ma Zhanshan felt that he had chosen the wrong military branch.
Ma Zhanshan was a horse bandit before he became a soldier. He led his small cavalry bandit to deal with the Qing army for a long time. He has an instinctive understanding of cavalry tactics. He knows that speed and destructive power are the most important to dominate a huge battlefield.
element, so the sight of the Marine cavalry trampling the Arab cavalry in front of him gave him even more conceptual impact than visual impact.
The maneuvering speed of the iron cavalry, the powerful destructive power, and the protective capabilities that the cavalry did not have, all of which made Ma Zhanshan instinctively realize that this was the future king of land warfare.
He heard the footsteps of time.
Tanks will overwhelm everything and together with radio destroy the established rules of war in the contemporary world.
When Ma Zhanshan felt the collision of ideas, the cavalry troops completed the massacre of the Arabs and began to drive towards the still-shocked army queue. The wide desert tracks were covered with blood, and the wet viscous liquid stained the sand, making the tracks
It turned into a khaki color.
The first tank that appeared drove directly in front of Ma Zhanshan. Only then did Ma Zhanshan notice the number 102 next to the tank turret, as well as the white simplified version of the eighteen stars that represented the "flag vehicle" of the cavalry unit.
"Who is the commander?" the officer leaning over the turret asked Ma Zhanshan. As he spoke, he took off his boat-shaped hat and used it as a handkerchief to wipe the sweat on his face. The heavy-looking large headphones were hung around his neck, blocking the way.
The rank insignia on his collar.
However, Ma Zhanshan still raised his hands to salute first, and used the tone of speaking to a superior officer: "Report, this is the 71st Regiment of the 19th Brigade of the 7th Army Division, our regiment commander..."
At this time, the group leader appeared in Ma Zhanshan's field of vision, and Ma Zhanshan immediately changed his mind: "This is our group leader."
The officer with his head on the tank saluted the panting commander: "Zhu Daizhen, commander of the teaching regiment of the 1st Marine Cavalry Division, has been ordered to come to support."
The regiment leader gasped for air, rested for a while before returning the greeting, and then said to the commander of the cavalry unit: "We did receive an order that the Marines had troops to catch up, but we didn't expect... Anyway, thank you very much for arriving in time.
arrive."
"polite."
Zhu Daizhen smiled at Mazhanshan's regiment leader and continued: "We have just received the order. After completing the support mission, we will immediately attack the Ottoman Empire's nearby stronghold. Because the supplies cannot keep up, the accompanying infantry of our regiment are still behind.
We are following the division's troops, so I would like to ask you to lend us some infantry."
Zhu Daizhen looked back at the armored group that was reorganizing behind him and said, "Probably just lend us a company."
The regiment leader immediately glanced at Ma Zhanshan and gave the order readily: "Mazhanshan! You command your company to follow."
"Uh..." Ma Zhanshan was stunned, "I'm just the platoon leader..."
At this time, someone gently pulled Ma Zhanshan's sleeve. He turned around and saw that it was the platoon leader of the second platoon. The second platoon leader whispered: "The company commander and company deputy are dead. This is to promote you to be the deputy company."
I mean, shut up and get promoted."
So Ma Zhanshan shut up.
After the regiment leader led the people away, Ma Zhanshan turned to the tank. Just as he stretched out his hand to climb up the tank, he was severely burned.
Zhu Daizhen on the turret laughed heartily.
"It's been in the sun all morning, and even the inside of the carriage is hot to touch." As she spoke, Zhu Daizhen threw down a pair of gloves to Ma Zhanshan.
Ma Zhanshan thought for a moment and threw the gloves back.
"I just stood down and made the decision. You said you wanted to attack the Ottoman stronghold. How do you know where their stronghold is?"
Zhu Daizhen did not answer, but pointed to the sky.
Ma Zhanshan stared at the Marine officer with a suspicious look for a long time, then raised his head and raised his head. Then he saw a bird-like thing circling in the sky. Ma Zhanshan had absolute confidence in his eyesight, even if the thing was only a fingernail
The cover was so big that he could tell it wasn't a real bird.
"I don't know what it is specifically," Zhu Daizhen said. "My confidentiality level is not yet accessible to such high-level gadgets. I heard people from the Ronde Bell Flying Force say that it was a new gadget created by the second lady. Mr. Lin called
It’s the goddess of dawn.”
"Can we find the Ottoman stronghold with that thing?" Ma Zhanshan was still a little confused.
Zhu Daizhen patted the big headphones on her neck.
"That thing has been hovering over the desert since this morning. It sees where the Ottoman cavalry set out from and where the deserters fled after being defeated. The headquarters will analyze what it sends back, and then
Use the radio to command us. If we set off now, maybe we can give those Ottomans a hard blow before dark!"
Just as Ma Zhanshan was about to answer, Zhu Daizhen motioned for him to be quiet first. The armored soldier picked up his earphones and listened carefully.
After a while, he put down his earphones and waved to Ma Zhanshan: "Quick, get your troops on board, we're about to set off."
After running wildly for several miles in a tank, Ma Zhanshan was already complaining in his heart.
Forget about the bumps and the problem of hot hands, it will be fine once you get used to it after sitting for a while. But the sand and dust caused by the tank speeding in the desert is really unbearable.
Ma Zhanshan was still at the front in the flag car, but he couldn't bear the sand. The soldiers behind him had long since become "sand men."
However, the windproof goggles given to Ma Zhanshan by Commander Zhu Daizhen of the Marine Corps fully worked. The moment the colorful lenses blocked the white desert, Ma Zhanshan felt relieved.
After riding in the car for more than two hours, Ma Zhanshan finally couldn't hold it in any longer and started chatting with the armored commander at the risk of eating a mouthful of dust.
"Why didn't you come up in the first place?"
"We are floating on the sea. We have to wait for your personnel, equipment and supplies to be unloaded before we can come up." Zhu Daizhen shrugged, "And when we started to march, we were ordered to take it easy and not let the army think that we were trying to steal the credit. Later it was you.
Commander Cao of the army asked us to dispatch to find out the situation, so we rushed forward."
"So it seems that the Marine Corps has full confidence in grabbing the credit, but they don't do it? Why is this?" Ma Zhanshan shook his head, "Just to give President Yuan face?"
"No, in fact, in our entire division, only the new tanks of the teaching group can maintain high-speed advancement in such an environment. There are many tanks of the main division behind that are lying in the desert. Even if the new tanks of our teaching group are
, it’s enough to be in this desert.”
Zhu Daizhen made a gesture and pointed to the inside of the hatch cover.
"It's like a steamer inside, and the air blown by the fan is hot. That's why I lean out all day long, otherwise who would want to eat dust."
"Well, there is a small breeze blowing outside, so it's quite comfortable."
"There's just a little too much sand."
Ma Zhanshan smiled and continued to ask: "So, you didn't know the situation at the beginning?"
"The intelligence we received is that there is a large Arab tribe near Basra that is leaning toward Germany. The 'Prophet' told us..."
"prophet?"
"That's what we call the Mission Briefing Officer of the Intelligence Department. In short, he is the person responsible for explaining the battlefield situation to us before entering the war zone. When we were still at sea, the prophet told us that we expected to be fiercely attacked on the beach and around Basra.
In order to resist resistance, in addition to the naval gun support of the fleet, the marines must also be prepared to land and participate in the battle. As you know, there was no resistance at all, and the large Arab tribe completely disappeared from the surrounding Basra. I think the prophets themselves were also very
strangeness."
In fact, Lin Youde's intelligence agency is indeed relatively weak in the Middle East. There is nothing that can be done about it. The local Arab tribes are relatively united and difficult to penetrate. The living environment in the desert is so harsh that intelligence officers are concentrated in big cities. Lin Youde's intelligence agency is indeed weak in the Middle East.
It is recorded that intelligence collection in the Middle East is highly dependent on large tribes. Compared with hidden spies, intelligence officers like Chen Qiansheng who operate openly are better able to obtain various intelligence from the chiefs.
"Later," Zhu Daizhen continued, "before we started to march towards Baghdad, the prophets said that this large tribe might retreat to Kuwait, where the German army was represented, or even to Algeria. No one expected that they would actually be lurking in the area.
In the desert, it's no wonder. Who would have thought that such a large cavalry force could lurk in such a hot desert..."
"In other words, if it is not the army but the Marine Corps that is advancing towards Baghdad at this time, the losses will not be small. After all, it was suddenly attacked and the opponent was cavalry..."
"Yes," the commander of the armored force nodded candidly, "Forget it if it is our cavalry force. The infantry force of the Marine Corps is not highly mechanized now."
"Mechanization?" Ma Zhanshan lowered his head and glanced at the galloping iron horse that made a heavy mechanical sound under his butt. He immediately understood the meaning of this new word, "Are you... prepared to turn all the troops into iron cavalry?"
"I think this is what Mr. Lin planned." As he spoke, a buzzing sound came from the earphones around Zhu Daizhen's neck, and he immediately put on the earphones.
"What's wrong?"
Facing Ma Zhanshan's question, Zhu Daizhen did not answer immediately, but took out a waterproof map.
After a while, he put down the map and turned to Mazhanshan: "The enemy's stronghold is right in front. I think you can see it by climbing over the row of sand dunes in front."
"Okay, put me and my brothers down, this time I want to show these guys a good look!"
"Remember to follow the tank when charging. Eat some dust when you eat it. You can run slower and be careful not to fall. The driver of the tank cannot see the friendly troops who have fallen nearby," Zhu Daizhen warned.
, obviously he was not at ease with the temporary friendly forces who had not received training in infantry-tank cooperation. "The small box behind the tank has an intercom phone. You can talk to me directly by picking it up without having to climb the turret."
Chapter completed!