Ultimate Weapon of Magic and Science

"My troops know better than any Charlemagne how to fight in the mountains. But... obviously, our opponents know much more than all Charlemagne people in understanding our nature and combat habits. ."

Lieutenant Colonel Bitrich opened his hands helplessly and said with a tired look:

"The opponents are not fighting us head-on. They rely on the terrain to continue to harass the transportation lines, and occasionally they are mixed into the ordinary crowd, attacking the guards or the soldiers who have left the order. Due to the ban, we cannot use hard means to counterattack or abuse the violence. The residents did not cooperate at all, and the investigation of the perpetrators did not progress, which was a serious blow to morale. Now the officers can control emotions and suppress the dissatisfaction and anger of the soldiers, but once the officers are out of control, I can hardly guarantee them It will not vent its anger on ordinary people."

In fact, officers want to vent their anger more than soldiers. It is important to know that the military culture of Yalfheim is one of ups and downs. The military camp is regarded as a big family, comrades are their brothers and brothers, and their subordinates are like children. For those outstanding executives who are full of enterprising spirits and considerate of their subordinates, even if their subordinates died in the frontal battlefield, the battlefield of the soldiers was the fate of the soldiers. However, a group of technicians and car soldiers who had been carefully trained to manipulate tens of thousands of marks of equipment all day were killed by a group of mud legs with birdbrushes and pitchforks, which really made the officers feel like a knife. If reason can still work, and the superiors can appease them in time, let alone innocent villagers are arrested to publicly punish their anger, lest the villages along the line of traffic be slaughtered.

Don’t think they can’t do it. The “Prince Eugen” brigades range from military officers to soldiers. The ancestors are all mountain elves. They sturdyly chase the Serres mercenaries and the principality Cossacks. The **** and cruel means of dealing with the enemy are not much. Let. It must be understood that the mountain people have not cared about the law since ancient times. They only abide by the "rules in the mountains", that is, they wash their blood with blood, and return their teeth with their teeth. In the mountain elves, there is even the rule of "revenge of blood relatives", that is, if relatives are killed, they must find the prisoner and use the head of the prisoner to commemorate the dead. No matter how many years ago, future generations had to go to revenge. If there are no family members or heirs, then friends and even the entire village bear the responsibility of seeking revenge, anyway. After moving to Yalfheim, this rule will no longer be enforced, but the attachment to revenge has already penetrated into the blood of its descendants. Once these sharp eared barbarians are irritated, any terrible things may come to Charlemagne. On the heads of the mountain people. At that time, the Charlemagne can only pray that they can cut off the gas as soon as possible to avoid further torture and insult.

"So I have to make it clear to you that our time is not ample, if we drag on, we can only apply for a change of defense, or please go to the peak to bring us enough bullets to implement Evian and the surrounding area.' The final solution'."

Lieutenant Colonel Bitlich’s voice was as deep as ever, but anyone could hear the murderousness that was about to overflow.

Abuse of violence against civilians will inevitably undermine the reputation of the Defense Forces, but no one wants to blame Lieutenant Colonel Bitlich on this issue. Translocating everywhere, anyone who exhibits such things will burst their blood vessels, and Lieutenant Colonel Bitlich is already very tolerable. Who wants to chirp, you can jump out and say, since you can go up and try?

The original "Prince Eugen" brigade was formed with the aim of a rapid reaction synthetic brigade. The brigade had 3478 officers and soldiers, an artillery regiment, four infantry battalions, a chemical battalion, an engineering battalion, a security reconnaissance company, and one Teaching team, a communication company, a repair company, a health team, and a car company. Rather than being a brigade, it might be a more compact version of a quick response division.

The rapid reaction force tends to attack in the direction of use, and it is a bit non-standard to let such a force serve as a local defense. Not that they are not good at defending, but they are better at attacking. What's more, compared with the long border and the high mountains, more than three thousand soldiers all smashed down and couldn't even turn a wave. The result is that the troops can only be concentrated in a small area centered on Evian, constantly organizing patrols to patrol important communication lines, and the railway station or important bridges are handed over to the bunkers or bunkers where the heavy soldiers are stationed. Minefield.

This alone occupies almost one third of the entire brigade, even so, the long roads, railways and surrounding areas are almost undefended. In the face of frequent ambushes and destruction of the transportation line, the troops were completely exhausted and unpredictable. Every time the radio assistance signal was received, the rescue forces would rush to the scene immediately, and each time they would go out, they would encounter a series of troubles. It was also a rock rolling down the road, triangle nails all over the place, and occasionally bumped into a variety of improvised explosive devices. When they overcame all the dangers and arrived at the attack site, there was only a pile of truck wrecks and corpses everywhere.

If the cold guns against the patrols and guards are also included, the total loss is also unbearable for elite troops like the "Prince Eugen" brigade.

They longed for revenge, threw the **** guerrillas and their relatives into pieces and threw them into the bottom of the hell. This desire and impulse became stronger every minute. So rational officers like Lieutenant Colonel Bitlich could hardly suppress their emotions, and demanded to change defenses or issue ammunition, and to wash all the villages around him to avenge his subordinates.

Participants could understand the lieutenant colonel’s mood and thoughts, but they dared and could not agree to the lieutenant colonel’s proposal. After all, it was the task assigned by the general staff. At this time, retreating or killing the villagers was equivalent to all the previous work wasted. Can't afford this responsibility.

"Your lieutenant colonel, Xiaguan understands your feelings. Regarding the problem of banditry, Xiaguan must reiterate that this operation is a task assigned by the General Staff, and the action process must be reported throughout. Your Majesty..."

Wearing a black uniform of the Guards, carrying a two-bar and one-star major badge, the young officer paused, and the officer present quickly raised his chest.

"Your Majesty is also paying attention to the progress of this operation. This is the first time our army has tried anti-guerilla tactics under complex geographical conditions and special conditions. The results will have a significant impact on future tactics. More importantly, this operation also Involving international relations, any unplanned action may damage the image of the empire, fall into diplomatic dilemma, and damage the prestige of His Majesty. So..."

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Lieutenant Colonel Bitlich waved his hand.

"On this matter, our on-site execution units have no power and room for self-assertion. The Army and I will follow the command lines of the General Staff and Your Majesty, and the Guards can rest assured."

"The Guards also deeply regret the losses suffered by your ministry. I believe that soon, the time will come for the hand mob to pay tribute to the heroes. Until then, please be patient. Now is the crucial moment of the entire combat plan. The intelligence collection and analysis and the targeted training of the troops have not yet been completed. At this moment, rash actions will inevitably give the rebels an opportunity. Please keep this in mind."

"Your lieutenant colonel has a very high opinion of the gangsters. The other party is just a crowd of people. They have done their utmost to maintain their survival. Will they have the wisdom and Yu Yu to notice changes in international relations and use them? "

An army captain raised his hand to ask questions. His military uniforms are no different from ordinary army uniforms, except that there is a circle of embroidered armbands-Brandenburger (Brandenburger).

"Captain Wolfram Kirchner, the matter of the rebels is a highly confidential matter, and the officer will not say much. Your Excellency should not ask again. As long as you remember one thing, it is the emperor. The opponent that His Majesty will personally care about has its own superiority. If he is regarded as an ordinary rebel, he is taken lightly, lest he will be forced to take a bite by the mouse in the corner."

"Your advice, the lower officer will bear this in mind. Your Excellency Major Kaspar Georgsky."

The werewolf's golden eyes reflected the cold light, staring coldly at the commander of the armed spy commando. With a knife-like gaze, Captain Kirchner narrowed his smile and answered slightly.