After a bumpy journey, a C47 finally stopped in the middle of the runway at the military airport in Anpu. The door was opened, and two people wearing major general uniforms walked out, carrying briefcases and holding their military caps with their hands.
gangway.
"Welcome you two!" Loew said to the visitors with a smile.
The guards on both sides stood at attention and saluted, holding Mauser 98K in front of the tip of their noses. The two major generals stood at attention and saluted, and then followed Loew towards the camp full of radio antennas.
This camp is close to the airport, and you can see the Bofors anti-aircraft guns erected next to it. There are cars parked everywhere, including Rolls-Royces.
"His Majesty is at the base. If you two come back safely, I will have someone I can use." Loew said to the two of them as he walked forward.
Strauss, who had come from afar, looked a little pale. It was his first time to fly, and he flew all the way from Long Island to Anpu.
Although the time of suffering has been doubled, the degree of suffering has not been alleviated at all. Although the C-47 transport aircraft is good, it is an old aircraft from the World War II era after all, and the riding experience is quite uncomfortable.
General Bolton didn't have a good face. He had no experience in flying. In the turbulent airflow, he vomited more than once along the way.
"I heard that the 4th Armored Division..." Strauss followed Loew and asked, "Is it about to advance to Nanye?"
"You just got off the plane, so the consultation may be a little slow. They have already captured Nanye and are attacking near the Royal City." Loew introduced the situation to Strauss with a smile.
"So fast?" Bolton was shocked by the speed of the advance. When he got on the plane, the Tang army was still near Nanye. Now that they have captured Nanye, the speed is quite fast.
If we look at the overall situation, after capturing Nanye, the situation is very good for the Tang army: the Qi army is no longer able to maneuver on a large scale and has completely become meat on the chopping block.
"What your Majesty means is that we can go faster." Loew said without looking back: "And it's already faster."
"Can it be faster?" Strauss was shocked by the answer. His steps faltered and he almost tripped himself.
You know, both he and Bolton have actually played fast-break combat, which shocked the world in Dorne back then.
But at that time, the enemy they faced was not that powerful, and the number of troops participating in the battle on both sides was only a few hundred thousand at most.
It's really completely different now, because all countries have a certain industrial base, and their troops often number in the hundreds of thousands. Under such circumstances, it is obviously more difficult to achieve a quick victory.
Therefore, whether it was Strauss or Burton, they never thought that they or others could launch such a swift attack and end the war at lightning speed.
In their view, the war fought by Redman many years ago, which destroyed the Gemelin Kingdom in more than ten days, is already a classic that cannot be replicated.
"We have always been creating miracles, haven't we? In other words, Your Majesty...hasn't he always led us to create miracles?" Loew stopped, turned around, looked at the two people and said.
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In the headquarters, Tang Mo was ready to practice the tactical knowledge he had learned. Although he didn't know much about logistics and other quantitative things, he could already understand the changes in the entire battle situation.
The Tang army that captured Nanye had actually taken the absolute initiative on the entire battlefield. Even if they stopped now, the war would already be decided.
Now Tang Jun has two choices. The first choice is to stop here and wait for someone from Qi to ask for peace. The outcome has been decided. Qi must be sincere in asking for peace. Let's just argue at the negotiation table.
Tang Guo can get a lot of benefits.
The second option is to continue our efforts and capture the nearby King's City of Qi - perhaps by then there will be no need to talk about it. The Tang State will swallow up the Qi State, and the victory of this war will end with the complete destruction of the Qi State.
But no matter what Tang Mo chooses, he will have to face a problem: it doesn't matter whether Qi State dies or not. Will other countries insist on continuing this war?
Frankly speaking, the Tang Army's current strategic reserves are quite sufficient, and Tang Mo is not very afraid that the war will continue.
But war is war, and it will delay construction, economic development, and people's livelihood no matter what...
For a businessman, or for a former businessman, Tang Mo did not want the war to continue forever, as it would too much delay his development and making money.
"Then let everything be carried out according to the plan! New arms, new troops... always have to see blood." Tang Mo looked at the royal city of Qi on the map and said to the officers around him.
"Yes! Your Majesty!" A group of generals stood at attention and saluted, ending the meeting before Strauss and Burton walked in.
"Long live His Majesty the King!" the two major generals stood at attention in front of Tang Mo and saluted, singing loudly.
"Ah! Strauss, Bolton!" Tang Mo saw his two former students, and a smile appeared on his face: "It's really great to see you."
After saying that, he looked at the secretary next to him: "Do you have any wine?"
"Your Majesty, Bunas has been here for 4 years." The secretary replied with a smile.
"That's great, let's open a bottle!" Tang Mo was very happy and prepared to celebrate the return of his two close friends: "Have you thought about it?"
"On the way here, I made up my mind. I plan to continue serving in the navy." Strauss answered with his chin held high.
Bolton also immediately answered Tang Mo's question: "Your Majesty! I have also made up my mind and am ready to continue serving your Majesty in the army."
"Well, just think about it." Tang Mo smiled and patted the two people on the shoulders: "You Lin will be very happy to see you."
He said and took the wine glass from the secretary, and then motioned to the secretary to pass the remaining two glasses of wine to the two of them: "Strauss, Bernard is really in need of people. After you go, you need
Help him share more of his burdens."
This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! "I understand." Strauss took the wine glass and nodded in agreement. When he heard the name Youlin, he seemed to recall his time in school.
The fear of being dominated by a female devil.
"Bolton, leave the armored forces on the northern front to Redman and Tiger. You have to go south! Chu is our next target! I need you to train the troops as soon as possible and prepare for mountain warfare!" Tang Mo didn't hide anything.
The meaning of one's own ambition.
If after the fall of Qi, Dahua and Cyric honestly accept the reality of their failure, then he will not mind maintaining the superficial prosperity for a few more years.
But if the other party is really shameless, then he doesn't mind destroying another country to teach those idiots a little lesson.cascoot
"Yes! Your Majesty!" Bolton put his legs together and made a sound with the heels of his shoes: "I will do my best!"
While the three of them were reminiscing about old times, the tall bartender who was in charge of intelligence work came over. He lowered his head slightly, leaned into Tang Mo's ear and said, "Your Majesty, there is intelligence from within the Ice Empire."
"Tell me." Tang Mo didn't mean to hide it. He still trusted the dandelions he had carefully cultivated.
"Cyric copied our No. 4 tank and made some kind of Cyric 2 tank. He gave the blueprints to the Ice Empire and the Lions Empire unconditionally..." The bartender raised his voice slightly,
Open report.
Then he continued to add: "Just over an hour ago, the King of Dorne proclaimed himself emperor, and countries such as Lines and the Ice Empire announced their recognition of the Dorne Empire..."
"It's been prepared a long time ago." Tang Mo showed a meaningful smile and looked at Strauss and Burton in front of him.
The two generals were somewhat embarrassed, because Dorne's strength was more or less due to the two of them.
"Don't be cautious! It has nothing to do with you! No matter how Dorn escapes, I won't care. We have to settle this account sooner or later." Tang Mo comforted the two of them, making them relax somewhat.
"My debt is not that easy to owe!" Tang Mo turned around and looked at the bartender: "Find out the parameters of the Cyric No. 2 tank!"
"I understand!" The bartender bowed slightly, then stepped away.
After having a drink with the two people, Tang Mo began to think about the Cyric No. 2 tank. It seemed that the other party could really save a lot of time by touching him to cross the river.
Originally, Cyric had experience in tank manufacturing, and then after seeing Tang Mo's No. 4 tank with his own eyes, he started plagiarizing it.
It is obviously impossible to make them exactly the same, but if you copy the basic shape of the tank, there will definitely be no problem.
Originally, the Cyric Type 1 tank had a small turret, so it was not difficult to copy a slightly larger one. Originally, the Cyric Type 1 tank had tracks, so it was not difficult to copy it.
Therefore, Tang Mo had already roughly guessed what the Cyric No. 2 tank looked like, but this kind of plagiarism had no impact on Tang Mo.
Copying the appearance is not difficult, but copying the soul is the key point: without the blessing of radio, the No. 4 tank is nothing more than rubbish.
Without the cooperation of the air force, there is no so-called blitzkrieg system. Even if Cyric builds a Maus tank, what will happen? It's just a target.
And Tang Mo didn't hate this kind of plagiarism, because only by continuing to plagiarize like this, would the more advanced weapons and equipment in his mind have a chance to see the light of day again.
It would be too boring if only weapons like Stuka dive bombers were born. Tang Mo also plans to sell some A-10s for fun...or make some F-5s, F-16s, and Mirage 2000s to sell.
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How fun would it be to shoot targets with the Hongqi-9 or play turkey hunting with the J-20?
