Chapter 362 05.0361: "Inspiration is coming!"

boom! boom!
Macharius heavy tanks were scattered on the road, their turrets turned, and the dark gun barrels pointed at the bright spots marked by Horatio, followed by a flash of fire and diffuse smoke.

The twin cannons instantly blasted a scene of bones, mud and flesh at the source of the greenskins, and the auxiliary heavy weapons group carried by them continued to fire at the same target at full power.

"Lower the guns!"

"Aim completed!"

"Loading complete!"

"put!"

boom!
Farther away, the petrified lizard self-propelled artillery company, which was switching from a marching state to a setting state, lowered its gun barrels and fired high-explosive ammunition of different calibers at the wreckage of the garbage ship.

"Quack! Shrimp is coming!"

Some fart spirits on fire rushed out of the freezer, but were instantly blown into pieces by high-explosive bombs falling from the sky.

Whoosh! —

A sound of breaking air came from the sky.

"Skyhawk One has arrived at the battlefield!"

"Captain Fasha, the target parameters have been sent to your body's contemplator array. The goal of this mission is to completely destroy the enemy's spore remains."

"Got it, 'little captain'. Leave it to me, big sister."

Two precision-guided bombs with built-in advanced guidance servitors whizzed down, fell off the belly of the diving Skyhawk 1, and landed right in the middle of the target.

boom!
The thin armor covered with snow was shattered by the projectile like an eggshell. A heat wave swept across the scorched earth left by the nearby bombardment, and blew the entire wreckage of the garbage ship into countless scattered fragments with a devastating force.

After the fire was stabilized, Horatio and several Star Military Academy officers, escorted by a hollow phalanx of British soldiers, came to the wreckage of the garbage ship, which had been shattered to the point of breaking into pieces, to inspect it.

"Sir Wellesley, these are the remains of the greenskin trash ships that were destroyed in orbit. Their spores are everywhere. We must destroy the nearby wreckage as soon as possible and burn the corpses of these dirty greenskins."

"It's unbelievable that these garbage didn't get burned up when they entered the atmosphere." Sir Wellesley, with his right hand in a plaster bandage, kicked away the fragments of the garbage ship, his tone full of anger and dissatisfaction.

"You can't use ordinary people's thinking to understand these green-skinned creatures, sir." Horatio took the warm and wet handkerchief from Farida, who was resting on her horse, and wiped the blood off her face:
"These green-skinned creatures shouldn't even be able to travel at normal sublight speeds, but they do.

Although as a naval officer I am somewhat reluctant to admit that, given the basic conditions, they are doing quite well in this regard. "

“Leaving aside the abominable xenomorphs, many rebel forces did retreat to defend.

But as you would expect, their main armored force did not actually return to defend, but instead turned into a heavy right hook and hit our left wing.

There is a high possibility that the Modians will not be able to withstand this blow. General Cornwallis wants us to help the Modians deal with this enemy armored force that is powerful enough to destroy our flank and then go around to destroy our supply line.

I intend to respond with a right hook and attack their left wing. If we can split this assault force in two, we can easily surround and destroy it."

Sir Wellesley frowned and looked at Horatio: "Mr. Horatio, in order to realize this plan, we need the Imperial Navy and the help of the Naval Aviation Force."

"No problem. Over the past week, we have established a contingency plan for possible emergencies on the battlefield. It covers aerial reconnaissance, ground attack, enemy search and destruction, air assault transportation, airborne supplies, and other aspects."

"We are really lucky to have you here, our friend from the navy." For the first time, Sir Wellesley expressed his gratitude so sincerely, taking off his bicorne hat and saluting solemnly.

He put his hat back on and said, "We will set up camp here today. The frontline troops will immediately build a defensive line, and then we will work together to thwart the enemy's despicable plot and clean up these damn green-skinned aliens."

"We are not the only opponents of the green-skinned aliens." Horatio looked into the distance and said:
"They're trying to get their spores to the surface in order to attack the central hive cluster on this planet. It's much more attractive to them to attack that place than to attack us, so we're only a secondary target.

For these violent creatures, the central hive clusters, where waste is plentiful and armies gather, are where they can show off their skills and find fights."

Suddenly, Horatio had an idea:
"Perhaps we can try to lead the greenskins to where they should go. Judging from the current situation, by the time we arrive, they should have already engaged the Chaos rebels in the hive fortress area.

At that time, even if we were delayed here for a while, the Chaos lackeys would not have the time to strengthen their fortifications and prepare for defense."

"Good strategic idea, we will prepare immediately. Lieutenant Colonel Cotton!"

"I am here, sir."

"Let the 1st Royal Armored Regiment's 79st Squadron and nd Squadron be drawn out. Heavy Armored Company A and Armored Company B, together with my th Armored Reconnaissance Regiment's mechanized troops, will advance westward in a frontal breakthrough posture starting tomorrow.

The second squadron, Armored Company C, will be responsible for flanking raids from the right wing. Our Ranger Company will provide mobile reconnaissance for this force. Armored Company D will serve as the armored mobile reserve and coordinate with Heavy Dragoon Company G as the assault reserve.

The two armored companies of the 30rd Squadron were distributed along the Route 54 traffic line at intervals of kilometers per row as a mobile defense group.

"Yes, Brigadier!"

"Lieutenant Colonel John Moore!"

"Yes."

"The 88th Infantry Regiment's mission is to build the front defense of our st Brigade and prevent the insurgents from breaking through our front line when we pull out our main armored forces to deliver a right hook.

At the same time, our military depots, front-line combat logistics bases, perimeter patrols and alerts, and main base guarding tasks will all be the responsibility of your 88th Infantry Regiment.

The battle preparation time is 3 days. Within three days, all the outer defense lines of the entire First Brigade must be constructed and the depth of mobile defense must be planned.

I know this is a difficult task. You may be attacked by Chaos rebels and green-skinned aliens at the same time, but no matter what, you must protect the 1st Brigade and all the logistical supplies on Highway 54, and ensure that when the main force of our 1st Brigade is sent out, there must not be any section in the middle that is cut off by the enemy. "

Lieutenant Colonel John Moore took a look at how far the 1st Brigade had advanced and at the gaps between the two sides of the battle line.

He used the measuring device to estimate on the holographic sand table and couldn't help but take a deep breath.

At this moment, the disadvantages of the 1st Brigade's rapid advancement were exposed:

His 88nd Battalion, 2th Infantry Regiment, defended a perimeter of nearly 800 kilometers.

If we ignore the outer defense line and only use Highway 54 for double-sided defense, it would still be 673 kilometers.

The 54 men of the Second Battalion had to defend such a long defensive line, not only to defend the currently occupied area against possible frontal attacks by the enemy, but also to protect Highway from being cut off by attacks from the flank.

This is undoubtedly an extremely difficult task. "General Cornwallis has ordered the 42nd Highland Guards, 91st Highland Light Infantry, and 48th Infantry on the right to send two companies each to reinforce you. He has also sent the reserve force, the 85th Buckinghamshire Volunteer Infantry, to strengthen your defense.

But if these troops want to cross such a long depth, they need to mobilize a lot of troop transport trucks. The Ministry of the Interior Logistics Corps cannot transport so many people at once, and we are too deep behind enemy lines. It may take several days for reinforcements to reach the front, so you have to be prepared.

Therefore, reinforcements will be phased and continuous, so if the enemy launches an attack and harassment, the pressure on early defense will be relatively high.

My requirement is that our logistics and transportation lines must not suffer any loss at all.

Of course, if the line of communication is cut off, reinforcements will not be able to reach the front, and all our troops at the front will be in danger of being surrounded and annihilated. "

"Yes, Brigadier General!" Lieutenant Colonel John Moore swallowed and saluted with a not-so-good expression on his face.

Before leaving, the lieutenant colonel looked at Horatio with a wry smile and a pleading expression, and saluted him.

"Don't worry, Commander Moore. As long as our Imperial Navy has the capacity to spare, we will certainly provide you with as much air and ground support as possible." Horatio returned the salute and comforted.

However, despite this, the size of his aviation reserve is still not enough for the current hemispherical combat surface spanning thousands of square kilometers.

Anya Fasha and her subordinates will probably have to carry out the attack sorties planned by the Aviation Department day and night in the coming days.

This kind of high-pressure and rest-deprived combat also increases flight risks for pilots.

Especially when the 1st Royal Armored Regiment encounters enemy armored forces, the enemy is likely to also have air force support and cover.

Otherwise, no one would dare to throw such a swift left hook without air cover.

He had to prepare for the scenario in which the enemy deployed air forces of the same magnitude or even greater than his own.

[With such a big strategic change, I'm afraid nearly half of the air control plan arranged last week will have to be revised.] Horatio rubbed his temples and let out a sigh of relief.

On the battlefield, opportunities and situations are changing rapidly and unpredictably.
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That night.

"Horatio, you must choose who you sleep with tonight. We are both going to take exams at Sepra-Mundy soon, but we still can't decide the result. I want to decide the winner with her at least once."

After working together to handle official business, Farida wore a pure white pajamas with gold edges. The well-cut lace fabric was tightly attached to her beautiful curves, semi-transparent, and her milky white skin was faintly visible.

The simple yet delicate embroidery pattern on the neckline wraps around her neck and collarbone, highlighting her graceful neck line.

It is like a noble and gorgeous snow lotus, making people want to pick it and smell it carefully.

Louise wore a tight black suspender dress. The thin straps were half-entrenched in her smooth shoulders, making people worry that it would break at any time.

The bottom edge of the skirt just slightly covered her thighs, revealing her long and strong legs.

Combined with the slightly nervous and shy expression on her face, she looks both pure and charming.

"The daytime competition ended in a draw again?"

Horatio was thinking about the deployment and new plan of the air reserve for fighting on two fronts. Seeing his two lovers arguing with each other again, he looked up helplessly and asked.

"Humph, it's just another accident." Farida said coldly, staring into Louise's purple eyes.

"I'm sorry, Farida. But I'm very busy and don't have time for the moment. I have aviation military affairs to deal with." Horatio sighed and shrugged.

"Just once, I'm almost leaving." Farida showed a coquettish expression.

"Military Supervisor Hood, please do not interfere with Horatio's military work." Louise walked over and tried to pull Farida away: "You can choose to handle it yourself."

Just as their eyes were once again pointed at each other, like alternating current.

Horatio sighed.

[Anyway, I don’t have any good ideas right now.]
After being strengthened by the power of 'I think he is very domineering' during the day, he always felt that a force was gathering in his body, ready to move, making him so energetic that he didn't want to sleep at all.

Since the two ladies have invited him so warmly, he will use this extra strength to promote harmonious relations between the two ladies.

"Don't quarrel, but I still have work to do. To save time, you two can go together." Horatio raised the corner of his mouth and smiled maliciously.

"I...I don't want to be with this guy!" Farida protested.

"Please don't flatter yourself, Inspector Hood," Louise retorted immediately.

"You only have one chance. You guys make your choice. I have work to do. If the negotiation doesn't work out, I'll go to work."

“……” Farida looked at Louise angrily and gritted her teeth.

"..." Louise also returned his gaze with a grim expression, just as reluctantly.

"Just once!" they both said at the same time.

Four hours later.

The two still couldn't decide the winner and both suffered defeat. It seems that their competition still has a long way to go, but we can only wait and see.

After Horatio gave each of the two people who were fast asleep a kiss to let them sleep, he picked up a towel at random and sat in front of the bed to wipe the water droplets after the bath.

After just fighting on two fronts, an inspiration suddenly popped up in my mind.

Just like Archimedes who rushed out of the bathroom naked after discovering the relationship between buoyancy and volume.

Horatio did not even bother to put on any clothes. He immediately sat back at his desk naked. Looking at the air crew instruction chart, he used a divider and a ruler to begin dividing the new alternating aerial coverage area.

After making up his mind, he quickly confirmed that the wing commander Anya Fasha was still awake, and excitedly discussed the aviation tactical plan with her all night to refine the idea.

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