12dz Chapter 291: Horse 6 Armor? Horse 6 Armor!
Chapter 291: Horse 6 Armor? Horse 6 Armor!
Zhang Chi's heart was like a turbulent sea. He knew that his plan was undoubtedly grand, but also full of risks.
This is like walking on the edge of a cliff. If you are not careful, you may be doomed.
Once you take this step, there's no turning back.
However, he also knew that if he did not take this step and confined himself to Pegu, all his efforts would be in vain.
He could not bear to see his compatriots being bullied in a foreign country, and he could not let his ideals and ambitions stop there.
Finally he made up his mind.
So he first patted Zhang Guangsong, signaling him to stay calm, and then looked at Chief of General Staff Tan Zhijie.
The latter, as the agent of Zhang Chi's will in the People's Security Army, managed and built the navy, army and air force of hundreds of thousands of people in an orderly manner.
Zhang Chi was also a little embarrassed when he saw Tan Zhijie's precarious hairline:
"Chief of Staff Tan is our Zhang Liang, so you should say something too."
Tan Zhijie's eyebrows moved slightly, he straightened his back, put out the cigarette butt in the ashtray, and slowly spoke:
"Gaining independent command is a brilliant move, but since we've taken over the equipment of the White Eagles' ten divisions and are demanding the right to fight independently, it's unacceptable not to fight."
There was a hint of caution in his words, as if reminding everyone that they had no way out.
Hao Yi, who was beside him, looked at Zhang Chi's expression and immediately agreed: "Yes, the Japs must be wiped out. There is no other way."
Tan Zhijie was delighted, patted Hao Yi on the shoulder and continued:
Tan Zhijie smiled and continued, "But when to send troops and which of Siam, Malay, Borneo, or Sumatra to attack first is very important. The specific decision is up to you, Commander-in-Chief, but I have a question..."
He paused, as if waiting for Zhang Chi's answer.
Zhang Chi knocked off the ash from his cigarette: "Ask."
"What should we do with the devil's massive combined fleet?"
There was a hint of worry in Tan Zhijie's voice.
He fetched a few cigarette boxes and ashtrays and laid out a rough topography of the South China Sea and the South Pacific on the table. He pointed to the location of Luzon and said:
"According to the intelligence brought by General Stevenson, the main force of the Japanese Combined Fleet and nearly 30 Japanese troops are gathering in the vicinity of Luzon Island. Not to mention the two super battleships that the White Eagles are talking about, even the remaining battleships and battlecruisers will pose a major threat to us."
"Isn't that right? Chief of Staff Tan?" Hao Yi, who was rather impatient, interrupted again.
"The Japanese navy's guns are powerful, but we're not fools. I have two legs on my body, why would I stay on the beach and let him blow me up? As long as I run far away from the shore, can his damn warships still catch up to me?"
"People can run, but what about the supplies?" Qi Quan immediately found the crux of the problem. "Supplies for the landing operation must be piled up on the beach from the beginning."
"If the Japanese bomb all our supplies into the sky at night and then send troops to counterattack during the day, our first wave of troops will become like Yuan Shao's army, whose food supplies were burned in the Battle of Guandu."
"Yes, the Japanese naval guns cannot be underestimated. Whether it is 410mm, 356mm, or even larger, a single shot is incredibly powerful!"
Xiong Minjing, nicknamed "Mountain Cannon", is currently the commander of the artillery, and his words still carry a lot of weight.
"This thing is completely different from our 105 and 155 level land artillery. It is more like a blockbuster bomb." Bai Minghui also nodded in response.
Zhang Chi, who was sitting in the middle, watched everyone's discussion without saying a word.
Although as a time traveler, he had long known that White Eagle would soon launch the Mariana Battle, also known as the "Mariana Turkey Shoot".
According to historical trends, this naval battle would have wiped out the Japanese Navy's last main air force and caused certain damage to the battleship force, making it dare not to go out again in the short term. Ultimately, its main force was lost in the Battle of Leyte Gulf in October.
This means that as long as the White Eagle Fleet launches an attack, the Japanese will not have the energy to control
But Zhang Chi did not interrupt the discussion in advance. After all, it was impossible to rely on the foresight of the time traveler for everything. He also had to take the initiative to cultivate everyone's macro-strategic capabilities.
"If I say I don't have a good solution, does Chief of Staff Tan have any ideas?"
Tan Zhijie points to the narrow area between the Malay Peninsula and Sumatra:
"Then we'll head south through the Isthmus of Kra (the map is at the end of the chapter, the author says). We'll first attack the Malay Peninsula, control the Strait of Malacca, and then find an opportunity to lure the Japanese fleet into the strait and kill them!"
There was silence in the conference room, and everyone's eyes were focused on Tan Zhijie's fingers.
The Strait of Malacca is a strategic route. Controlling it is equivalent to strangling the throat of the South China Sea.
Tan Zhijie continued:
"Although the Japanese Combined Fleet is powerful, they also have weaknesses. Their supply lines are long, and their forces are dispersed in the Southeast Asian region. If we can control the Strait of Malacca, at least the sea west of the strait will be difficult for the Japanese Navy to take care of."
"And the narrow terrain is also in our favor." He looked at Zhang Guangjun, who was in charge of the navy, and the latter nodded excitedly.
"The narrowest section of the Strait of Malacca is only 2.7 to 3.6 kilometers wide. If the Japanese dare to enter, our navy's speedboats and naval aviation attack aircraft will destroy them all in the strait."
"What if the Japanese sneak through in the dark at night?" Qi Quan asked cautiously.
"Just light up more searchlights on the shore or set up sea-viewing radars." Bai Minghui, who has always been very interested in electronic equipment, thought of radar first.
Zhang Chi smiled slightly. The three Helena cruisers were lying in the system space. The SG-type sea-surface radar on them could easily see up to 30km.
Moreover, with the semiconductor technology level of the 60s at the Sixth Institute of Radio and Television, they could just dismantle it and send it over for a few months to imitate a better model.
"Then we'll attack the Malay Peninsula and Singapore first, and then go straight for the golden waterway of Malacca." Zhang Chi made the final decision. "As for Bangkok, let's leave it alone for now and deal with them later."
Zhang Chi looked at the crowd after he finished speaking. He knew that being so close to the enemy's capital was a great achievement for these generals, but he had more plans for Siam.
After all, the latter is not a colony. Although there are many Chinese in Siam, its national consciousness is very strong. It is not a country forcibly controlled by white colonists. Even if the An Min Army really captured Bangkok, it would not get much benefit, but would get into trouble instead.
On the contrary, there used to be many small states in Malay, Sumatra, Java, Borneo and other places. They were completely forcibly integrated together from a loose sand by the white people. It was easy and legitimate to attack them under the name of fighting the Japanese.
(Anyone who has played the game Europa Universalis knows that in the past these islands were home to a large number of small countries)