Chapter 1108: Chapter 359: I’ve Never Fought Such a Wealthy Battle

"We’ve lost a vehicle, but fortunately, the battle damage is still within our tolerance range, and we’ve exchanged it for a fighter jet, which is quite a profit."

The Commander-in-Chief sighed with envy and regret.

"If only we had our own air force, it’s too difficult for drones to operate above six thousand meters, they can’t provide cover at all."

"Fighter jets..."

Family Joy shook his head.

"Don’t think about those impossible things in the short term, focus on the battlefield in front of you.

We’ve gathered nearly three thousand troops on the front line, which roughly equates to the strength of a brigade.

With the equipment accumulated over this period, we can barely count as a synthetic battalion-level force, but unfortunately, there’s no time for you to train, otherwise this battle would probably be much easier..." 𝒻𝑟ℯℯ𝑤𝑒𝑏𝑛𝘰𝓋𝑒𝓁.𝒸𝑜𝘮

It’s not that he looks down on the Cuban army in front of him, but that’s just the fact.

Don’t be fooled by how cyber world prosthetic modifications seem to make humans omnipotent, but on the soldier level, individual bravery doesn’t represent the individual quality of a soldier.

Military composition, individual quality, command systems... these things are far more important than whether prosthetics and weapons are advanced.

After this period of reconnaissance, even if replaced with his own regular troops, as long as the rifles in hand were swapped for larger-caliber ones, Family Joy could ensure the opponents would come but not return, even with equal numbers.

The predecessor of synthetic battalions was the U.S. Army’s modular formations, which emphasized classifying different units based on their attributes and categories into different power units.

Then, on this basis, organize and deploy them reasonably according to task requirements, allowing small units formed from different units to exert maximum effectiveness on the battlefield.

But in this era, the U.S. has said goodbye.

Europe is not known for its army, and the only two strong army countries, Soviet and France, with the former government bankrupt, unable to sustain millions of troops, Soviet Petrochemical’s standing army is only 150,000, and the latter focuses on space military with the European Community, not interested in developing the army, let alone reforms.

Company wars involve more assassinations than direct conflicts.

Cuba naturally inherited this situation.

Infantry is infantry, armor is armor, artillery is artillery; their roles are clearly divided.

If you suddenly assign an artillery battalion to reinforce an infantry regiment, the regiment commander wouldn’t know how to command the artillery, requiring higher-ups to come over and establish a new command, putting a lot of pressure on superiors and making the process very cumbersome.

As for further down, don’t even think about it; it’s impossible and would only mess up the command system, creating more problems.

"Based on our special reconnaissance and harassment over this period, we’ve basically confirmed the configuration of the enemy’s positions."

Wildman spread out the entire projection map, marked densely with red dots.

"Their overall defensive line should be about seventy kilometers deep, stretching about twenty-five kilometers wide.

In the alert zone beyond the forward depth, we observed the opponent deploying two armored reconnaissance companies, and several times we tried to approach, we were pushed back. With jamming radar and anti-air positions, we couldn’t use drones to reconnoiter, and there are many military decoys, fake tanks, and fake positions, making it difficult to distinguish which are real.

But there should be an additional deployment of an infantry unit and an armored unit as cooperative forces, with plenty of cover positions built behind."

Tactical Pig marveled.

"They’re setting up a hard-fought, stubborn defense, trying to exploit our weaker manpower and firepower."

Wildman replied with a smile.

"That’s because our mobile warfare over this period has worn them out considerably; within a week, we’ve killed at least six to seven hundred just by taking points, so they don’t dare to move recklessly anymore."

He tapped his head; the final armored unit is in place, 19 air-dropped, two seized, combined with the previously seized from the Chaotic Blade Association and Netherworld Dog, pieced together to form two armored companies, 24 tanks in total, although mixed with floating tracks, it’s better than nothing.

Additionally, there are two heavy infantry fighting vehicle companies, a combat support company, a firepower company, and a logistics support company, forming a heavy synthetic battalion, essentially depleting Lin Miao and the players’ resources.

As much as he doesn’t want to say it, gambling is the only chance to turn around for resource-limited Lin Miao.

Otherwise, when Military Technology takes the field, not only will the conquered territory be taken by New America, but the overall strategy will collapse due to the intervention of Military Science.

"Notify Sword Saint on the front lines to prepare to advance and attack, primarily to annihilate enemy living forces and force them back into Da Haguai."

Family Joy said nothing to interfere; players don’t really follow orders like soldiers, just the idea of fighting a battle and then relaxing in Night City, something he never encountered in his years of service.

But there’s no choice; players are like that, they’re not in a hurry even if the sky falls, and when they’re having fun, they can even forget the main plot.

Even in the story, with the world on the brink of destruction, it’s just another little plot CG.

Isn’t that right, Princess Zelda?

But for Cuba in this world, he still feels a bit regretful.

The relations between the two sides were actually quite good; Tokyo University even helped train their first batch of air force pilots back in the day, and many are still alive...

...

Information is transmitted in real-time, and Sword Saint also received the order to launch the full-scale attack.

In recent weeks, he had been entangled with several strongholds behind enemy lines, conducting reconnaissance everywhere, managing to provoke the Cubans enough to send their air force for carpet searches, forcing him to retreat.

But seeing the mountain of infantry fighting vehicles, tanks, and drones in front of him, Sword Saint trembled with excitement; he was just a game streamer, never dreaming he’d have such an opportunity.

Now he’s acting as an officer in a nearly ten-thousand-person battle; it’s an overwhelming and thrilling experience.

"I’ve never fought such a well-resourced battle."

"Let’s go! Take down those Cubans!"

Rumble

The tracks roll out.