"The soldiers are in high spirits. They feel that it is boring to just stand guard like this. It is better to take the initiative to attack at night." The first battalion commander stood behind Redman and suggested.
You know, the night is the home field of the Jaegers of the Datang Group's security force. These soldiers are all trained in the starlight of the vicious forest. The level of these people's night fighting surpasses the entire era.
If these hunters were allowed to take the initiative, it was estimated that Cyric would have to pay at least 300 men that night to survive until dawn.
Therefore, when the first battalion commander proposed, Redman was a little tempted. He looked at Tang Mo and asked expectantly: "I am also idle, should I... do something about it?"
"Ha!" Tang Mo shook his head: "A human life in exchange for a dog's life? Are you kidding me? Even if we lose ten people, I will pay for the death of Jis!"
"But..." Redman wanted to persuade him again.
"It's nothing!" Tang Mo interrupted him: "Don't worry! I would rather use the C80 as a trump card than risk the lives of my soldiers! This is a matter of principle!"
"Do you know how much thought, time, and gold coins I spent on training talents like you? Are you kidding? Use them for sneak attacks?" Tang Mo didn't even think about this tactic.
Night attack? Interspersed? sure. Wait until I have night vision goggles! Let’s talk about it after we ensure that no one is lost!
When there is such an urgent need for talents and there are talent gaps everywhere, are you willing to sacrifice the lives of soldiers in exchange for victory? I, Tang Mo, can’t afford to change it!
In the future, every soldier here may be dispersed and become a general of a country! Every commander here may be a famous general in the world.
Save your money, everyone here will be Tang Mo's tentacles to control the entire world in the future. He would be crazy to use his precious power for a Cyric fool.
In this era, the C80 field gun, which everyone valued and even thought was a divine weapon, was considered to be real garbage in Tang Mo's eyes.
After complaining in his heart, Tang Mo didn't know that his words had already moved everyone in the headquarters to a complete mess.
Masters who are not willing to risk the lives of their men under such circumstances are really rare these days. If you follow a master like this, you will not lose anything in your life!
"Seven battalion flags, three regiment flags...are all here." At this time, a company commander brought all the flags they found on the battlefield to Tang Mo.
There are blood stains on these flags, and some of them have holes made by bullets, but it can still be seen that they are colorful and have been designed with a lot of effort.
Tang Mo was too lazy to look at such things. The saber and flag of Tucci that he had captured back then were all sold to Fischerot, so he was not too interested in these flags.
After casually looking at it, he opened his mouth and ordered everyone present: "In the future, don't pick up things like flags, command knives, and gun nameplates. It's not worth taking such a risk."
When everyone was moved again, Tang Mo continued: "How is the situation on the battlefield?"
"The other side has sent some handymen and they are cleaning up the battlefield. They are working hard." The battalion commander stood behind Redman and reported: "The Jaeger troops are monitoring their actions and will not let them get close to us. The main position."
"What about the analysis of the enemy's tactical choices? Loew!" Tang Mo nodded and looked at the analysis team led by Loew.
"Report! As a result of our discussion, the probability that the enemy will use the time before dark to launch a new round of attacks is less than 3%." Loew looked at the somewhat confusing paper report and reported to Tang Mohui: "Among them, The probability of attacking while lying down and crawling is less than one thousandth, while the probability of spreading out and attacking is the highest, about two percent."
"What's left is the night attack?" Tang Mo looked at Loew with a smile and asked.
"Yes, among all our deductions, we are more inclined to use night attack tactics." Loew nodded and said to Tang Mo: "Among the several hypotheses, before dawn is the most likely, because after all calculations, This one is best for them.”
"Hahaha!" Redman couldn't help laughing, and Weiss also had a contemptuous smile on his face.
Because before the battle began, they had already self-examined the weaknesses of their defensive tactics.
During the sandbox exercises a few months ago, Datang Group's senior officials believed that night fighting limited the power of machine guns, so nighttime might be the easiest attack opportunity to be exploited by the enemy.
therefore. The entire Datang Group has long developed a complete set of tactics for night battles. Among them, flares are a night warfare weapon that was developed early.
This kind of ammunition is actually not very laborious to develop. It mainly uses the principle of metal burning to quickly emit heat.
It's just that in this era everyone is trying their best to avoid night battles, so this thing has not been developed on a large scale and applied to the battlefield.
Since Tang Mo felt that the weakest part of his army was night fighting, it would not be difficult for him to get some special flares for the army.
In addition, in addition to flares, Tang Mo's troops are actually very capable in night combat, because a large number of his troops have trained in the forest night environment, and most of them have also fought.
They have rich experience in night fighting and are adapted to the night environment. Compared with their opponents who have no night training at all, they are actually the real night fighting supermen.
Another reason is that compared to the backward armies of this era, Tang Mo's Datang Group security forces are also ahead in terms of nutritional supplements.
All troops are supplemented with vitamins in reasonable nutritional proportions that no one in this era has studied and knows about.
Therefore, Tang Mo's troops rarely had night blindness patients. Tang Mo's soldiers could see very far at night with the help of the moonlight, especially when there were no clouds to block the moonlight. Their vision was much better than that of soldiers from other forces who did not have enough food or clothing to keep them warm.
Finally, Tang Mo's troops used smokeless gunpowder and would not emit a large amount of white smoke to block their sight at night. This was obviously another subtle reason why they were good at night fighting.
In short, with so many BUFFs stacked together, Tang Mo's troops are actually just slightly weaker in night battles compared to his own. Compared to other opponents in this era, their night battles are not weak at all, and are even stronger!
"In that case, let's just wait until they surrender! If they attack at night, give them a surprise. If they don't come at night, give them the same surprise tomorrow morning!" Tang Mo smiled mischievously and used his hand to He tapped a few times on the partial map of the war zone hanging on the wall.
Compared with other maps of this era, this map is frighteningly perfect. It uses contour markings, which at first glance shows that a huge amount of effort has been put into surveying and mapping.
On this map, in addition to marking the location of one's own positions, the approximate location of the enemy's troops is also marked.
Because the map was mapped in advance, Tang Mo's "staff officers" had already selected the areas where the opponent might choose to camp.
Especially since the opponent has a large number of troops, it is impossible for them to avoid these good locations where troops can easily be stationed and prepare for Tang Mo's attack in advance.
After all, these places are good camping options, and according to past common sense, it is impossible for the opponent to have artillery fire covering these places.
But...who would have known that Tang Mo had a 120mm caliber breech-loaded field gun that could hit a distance of 5 kilometers?
This thing is no joke. The range it can strike has exceeded the understanding and knowledge of artillery in this era.
Tang Mo has never put these cannons into the battlefield, just to trick Xirik once and let the other party know what the power of the God of the battlefield is!
Early tomorrow morning, Tang Mo plans to bombard the opponent's garrison area directly under the correction of the observation post! Defeat the remaining legions of the opponent in one fell swoop, causing the opponent to completely lose the ability to fight.
By that time, if Wright VII and the old prime minister didn't do anything behind Gis's back, Tang Mo would have a serious talk with them.
When Wright VII takes action, Cyric will be surrounded by many enemies, and Gith's troops will become sacrifices for Wright VII to clear out Cyric's forces.
If everything falls into place, Beiling can naturally seize and carve up Sirik's minerals and manor land, and reap another round of benefits.
In short, what follows is a spectacular scene of everyone eating cake together, and Cyric is the huge cake that is eaten!
15 75 mm caliber field guns, 10 120 mm caliber field guns... plus serious grenades, Tang Mo felt that it was definitely enough for Xiu Yi Jisi to drink a pot.
Both of them are scheming against each other, and they both feel that they are the hunter, but they just don't know who will have the last laugh.
More than an hour later, the sky gradually darkened. Before it became completely dark, Tang Mo let 10 75mm field artillery fire fire a salvo to harass the opponent.
In other words, it confused Cyric's commanders: this round of volleys pretended to be out of reach, deliberately leaving the opponent with the illusion of insufficient range.
The purpose of this is to make the opponent feel careless and think that the camps where they store ammunition and station troops are outside the firepower coverage of the Datang Group.
"Since ancient times, true love cannot be retained, only tricks can win people's hearts." Tang Mo looked at the real Cyric camp in the distance full of tents and carriages with a look of compassion, and joked in a low voice.
"What did you say?" Weiss followed Tang Mo and didn't hear what he muttered clearly.
"Nothing." Tang Mo grinned: "I'm saying goodbye to our Lord Giss."
