Travel through the Qing Dynasty and become emperor

Chapter 1105
"Based on the throughput of the port cities currently occupied by the enemy, and their ammunition consumption, we roughly estimate that they can only sustain the razor offensive of several divisions of fist troops. If the enemy is blocked and forced to stop Offensive, then the need to increase the huge consumption of attack and annihilation will make the existing terminal throughput incapable. Although the Chinese still have a certain amount of air transport power, but from Asia to the Juan Strait and then to the distant Salmon, this The transportation capacity is almost negligible. And the cities along the way from Portland to here have been destroyed in the war, and the enemy cannot build a fortress that can effectively resist the attack, so once they face an attack, they will have no danger to defend, and the only thing waiting for them is It can be a continuous retreat, all the way to Portland or even the Strait of Juan. Therefore, what we have to do now is to persist, keep the enemy out of the line of defense, and wait for them to consume their limited supplies." The staff is full of confidence. Confidentially lay out the plan.

"Building a second line of defense between Salmon and Chicago, I don't think Chicago can stop the enemy, and at the same time build up strength, recruit troops, expand the age of recruitment from 45 to 55, all we have to do is drown the enemy in Among the crowd tactics they are most familiar with." Clark didn't see any loopholes in the plan, so he nodded after a long thought.

"Would it be a little risky for Ma Zhanyuan to go on this mission?" Zhu Peide asked worriedly as he looked at the battle plan he had worked so hard to draft.

"I know what you mean. It should be said that the most outstanding part of the entire battle plan is the part of the airdrop, which is in line with the principle of speed, but the problem is that it can't reach the speed we require." Knowing that Zhu Peide has always paid attention to what he said The drafted airdrop tactics have absolute confidence, but the best part is rejected by the headquarters, which really makes people feel very frustrated.

"Airdrop is currently the fastest method of transportation. I don't think there is any other method that can compare to it." Zhu Peide was stunned for a while, and flatly denied it.

"Then what if I arrange Ma Zhanyuan as the striker to attack the Chicago supply base? Wouldn't it be slower?" The conversation changed, pointing to the criss-crossing enemy defense lines on the map, and said with a smile.

"Impossible, Ma Zhanyuan and the others don't have any equipment, how do you ask them to fight? Could it be that they used light weapons to attack the enemy's defense line? It would be better to just tell them to die." Zhu Peide shook his head angrily.

"But what if I provide them with equipment? Tanks and cannons are fully armed!" said the smile unchanged.

"Then you still need airdrops, and the amount of airdrops will be more than three times the original plan. This is simply not worth the loss." Zhu Peide stubbornly insisted on his plan, still shaking his head.

"The equipment has been prepared for them. As long as they can successfully take this place for me, then the equipment I put here will fully arm them. At that time, the enemy will be equipped here with support. Only on the fist." Putting his smile on his face, he said seriously.

"Equipment, where did you put the equipment? They are not small things, they are all tanks and artillery. Can you hide them all in the residents' homes?" Zhu Peide asked, looking at the map in disbelief.

"Here, here, and here! How about it?" Seeing his question, he pointed to the vast sea and replied with a smile.

"The Chinese are simply too arrogant, even so arrogant that it makes people feel blush." ​​Mr. R, the chief of MI[-], said with a sneer while looking at the satellite pictures.

"Yes, we learned through some insiders that the Chinese have assembled a large support fleet and landing forces on the west coast. Their goal is obviously the Strait of Juan. Some time ago, the Chinese used submarines to completely destroy the Port of Seattle. Turning it into a beach of ruins and forcing the United States to abandon this important military port, now it seems that it is probably to prepare for this landing." Beside him, the staff officer nodded and explained.

"Well, although we can't support our nominal allies, we should at least make them vigilant. Therefore, immediately transfer this satellite information to the United States. Compared with their destroyed surface ships, their submarines should also show Use the power." Mr. R ordered solemnly.

"But, sir, will the Chinese have other plans? For example, they may have other preparations? After all, the Chinese are good at strategies, and it is impossible for them to carry out strategic buildup so blatantly." The staff nodded and agreed, but And said doubtfully.

"The Chinese are probably bullying the air reconnaissance capabilities that have been lost on the west coast of the United States. However, this is something that the United States should care about. What we need to do is to inform the United States of the dangers they may face in the Juan Strait. Go ahead, the superior Technology can debunk all strategies, don't be too superstitious about the wisdom of the Chinese people, it will only make us look more stupid." Mr. R shook his head and taught contemptuously.

When Johnson received the information from the British, he was suddenly frightened into a cold sweat, especially when he saw the densely packed Chinese fleet on the sea, his heart seemed to be stuffed into a pile of big rocks. I can't breathe.The cunning of the enemy is absolutely unpredictable.

"Quick, quick, immediately contact the Victoria Naval Base to inquire about the armament situation there. At the same time, send a reconnaissance force to find the enemy's troops that may attack the Victoria Naval Port. In addition, order all the troops in the defense line to enter a state of first-level combat readiness to prevent the enemy from landing. Put pressure on the defense." Johnson called out the staff's non-stop order.

"Your Excellency, there may be an opportunity in front of you." After listening to Johnson's order, Secretary of the Navy McNamara pondered for a moment and said in a low voice.

"Opportunity? What opportunity?" Johnson only saw danger, not any opportunity at all, so he asked quickly after hearing the other party's report.

"The Chinese obviously overestimated their capabilities. With such a blatant massing of troops, we are fully capable of inflicting a heavy blow on them! The Admiralty has formulated a double strike against the Chinese fleet in accordance with the advice of the British adviser. Plan." McNamara said briefly after handing the plan in his hand to Johnson.

"Sea and air? Do we still have the navy and air force in Victoria Naval Harbor?" Johnson asked thoughtfully.

"Not yet, but the assembled submarine force has already patrolled the Juan Strait area to carry out limited strikes and harassment on the enemy's cargo ships. In addition, the air force we have assembled on the Chicago defense line can fully cooperate with the enemy in the outer port of Victoria. Warships." McNamara pointed to the highlighted places in the plan and carefully explained.

"I think, I need to think about it. You should know that the current domestic situation is really serious. Our repeated defeats have given the Republican Party an excuse to attack us. Of course, stepping down is a small matter. Once we lose the war, I'm afraid Become a sinner for the entire country." Johnson looked at the detailed and perfect battle plan deployed in his hands, but hesitated in his heart.

"Your Excellency, as long as we can deal a heavy blow to the enemy, then the scene you mentioned will not happen." McNamara said confidently.

"Well, I hope so. The Chicago line is our psychological line of defense. Once it breaks, it may make us lose our determination to fight. However, now is the time to give it a go. Proceed according to the plan and immediately order the submarine force to enter Book the ambush location, and at the same time, order the air force to be on guard 24 hours a day, we need to let the Chinese know that their enemy is not vulnerable." Johnson was encouraged and ordered with his chest up.

"Americans are not vulnerable. Don't talk about Americans, they are cats and dogs. If you want to kill them, they have to work hard, let alone people, so be careful." Walking on the road However, Ma Zhanyuan kept pouring cold water on the soldiers around him.

"Commander, tell me, what will the Americans think if we go directly to the port of Chicago?" Unfortunately, the soldiers around him are obviously used to it.

"What can you think, fight, you still expect him to let us go?" Ma Zhanyuan looked at the group of soldiers around him in discouragement. They didn't look like tiger and wolf masters, but a group of young men who dared to fight.

"That's good, otherwise it's boring. In fact, I think that Americans don't have to act so cowardly. They fight when they should. They seem to be afraid of someone. How boring. The front finger makes us Persevere for three hours, I think it would be good to fight for one and a half hours, the navy is still holding back and bombarding them, it seems that they have nothing to do." The soldier didn't hear the angry meaning in Ma Zhanyuan's words, and he still stood Caressing his sniper rifle, bragging proudly.

"All right, all right, just stop bragging, American beef is expensive enough, why do you want to kill so many cows?" Ma Zhanyuan finally couldn't hold back and said with a stern face.

"For Americans, cattle are not a problem. The main problem is cattle biscuits." It's a pity that his words didn't have the desired effect at all.

"Hahahahaha." The whole room roared with laughter, and the angry Ma Zhanyuan was speechless. He had been in the army for three years, and the sow competed with Diaochan. These guys always like to bring up the topic of men and women when they have nothing to do. Unable to entangle with them, he simply walked quickly to the front of the row.

"Tell me, there are American women, and we are accidentally attacked, is that a matter of morals?"

"What about the score? If it interferes with the combat mission, then it's not a matter of style, but it's time to be shot."

"I mean, I have nothing to do and I'm free, and a woman takes the initiative, so what should I do?"

(End of this chapter)