Munitions Empire-Chapter 1182 - 1102’s position has never changed

General Feng Kezhi stood before the map, gazing at the positions his troops had reached. With satellites now in play, the precision of maps had skyrocketed to an unprecedented level. In the past, terrain and geography of various nations were top-secret and required repeated dispatches of spies to gather vital intelligence.

Not anymore. Tang Country’s reconnaissance satellites could easily return a myriad of visual data. Once these photos were patched together, extremely accurate map data could be drawn based on scale.

As a commander of the Great Tang Empire, General Feng Kezhi felt an unparalleled sense of satisfaction: he had never fought a war with such ease! What was once unimaginable had now become routine within the Tang Army’s command center.

Enemy forces’ pre-battle deployment, the number of bunkers along their defensive lines, troop numbers, equipment—back when Feng Kezhi served as a Great General under Dahua, he’d have been fortunate to know even half of this information.

But in the Great Tang Empire, intelligence was so detailed it was almost laughable. Feng Kezhi even felt that he knew more about the state of the Shen Army than their own Mirage Country commander did.

Just moments ago, Naval reconnaissance aircraft provided him with information on the Shen Army’s reinforcements and troop movements. The opposing northern 3rd Corps had left the road and were trying to bypass the defenses of the 9th Armored Division, heading toward the Great Southern Bay.

At the same time, Feng Kezhi was also informed that the Shen Army’s 2nd Corps was fortifying positions around the Great Southern Bay, constructing numerous defensive structures in preparation to hold the port at all costs.

The entirety of their battle positioning essentially amounted to selling out all the Shen troops in the Northwest region of South Island! This level of detailed intelligence left Feng Kezhi convinced that the enemy had utterly no plans for a counteroffensive.

The two field corps of the Shen Army on South Island had given up the idea of counterattacking and driving the Tang Army back into the sea. They were instead focusing on gathering around the Great Southern Bay to prevent the Tang Army from securing this critical port.

Having understood the Shen Army’s strategic deployment, Feng Kezhi could respond with ease: he assigned the task of clearing out the Northwest to the airborne forces and marine troops that had already endured significant losses, while stationing the main force of the 9th Group Army along the Great Southern Bay front.

Strong against strong, weak against weak—Feng Kezhi made no wasteful use of his forces, allowing him to employ fewer troops in his maneuvering against the Shen Army.

Unlike Tang Country paratroopers, Shen Country’s light infantry could not withstand the advance of Tang Army tanks. Feng Kezhi knew his 9th Armored Division was an unstoppable force, so he ordered this unit to continue its offensive, aiming to coordinate with the 19th Infantry Division to drive the Shen Army’s 3rd Corps back to the northern part of the island.

Beyond knowing the enemy and oneself, Feng Kezhi truly felt the immense strength of Tang Country’s military. This superiority wasn’t only reflected in the cutting-edge weaponry or the fierce tenacity of the troops.

He deeply appreciated the critical importance of logistical supply and command efficiency in battlefield operations: his orders were consistently carried out, and frontline units often exceeded expectations, making autonomous adjustments to commands based on the realities of the battlefield.

This wasn’t insubordination or feigned compliance, but rather the most logical action derived from battlefield feedback. The frontline commanders of the Tang Army never hesitated or shrank from engagements. Their adjustments were always positive and held significant tactical value.

Only such units could react flexibly in chaotic battlefields, minimizing unnecessary losses and better accomplishing their missions.

On Earth, only one military force could achieve this—none other than the strongest light infantry on the planet, which excelled in executing tactical interpenetration to the extreme.

The Tang Army was exceptionally skilled in melee combat, adept at using chaos to their advantage in disordered battlefields. Even under harsh conditions, their logistical supply units could still complete most of their tasks!

This was nothing short of a miracle: Tang Army’s supply vehicles, protected by armored cars, could even fight independently, crushing enemy main forces amid the chaos of the battlefield!

They could deliver ten times more supplies than their adversaries, with ten times the complexity in categories, to the units in dire need of these resources.

With such a military force at his command, Feng Kezhi felt like the happiest commander in the world!

He no longer had to worry about whether reports from subordinate units were true or false or what inconceivable thoughts might occupy the minds of frontline commanders.

As a commander, all he had to do was assign tasks within reasonable constraints and wait for various units to carry them out.

When subordinates reported that the armored corps had run out of fuel, it truly meant they were out of fuel—not because they were tired or fearful—just purely due to a lack of fuel!

This state of affairs was so astonishing that Feng Kezhi initially found it hard to adapt: he often issued orders based on his own experience, only to find that when the frontline commanders of the 9th Group Army heard instructions merely asking them to advance 15 kilometers, they were slightly taken aback.

And then, the frontline units of the 9th Group Army would use traditional tactics to bypass the headquarters’ orders: they would send out troops to conduct "fire reconnaissance," except this forward reconnaissance often penetrated dozens of kilometers behind enemy lines...

So-called fire reconnaissance was indeed an old craft, a proud tradition passed down since the Great Tang Empire’s invasion of Zheng Country—a "heritage skill."

As long as there was fuel, as long as spare parts kept up with the troops, as long as ammunition was ample. The Tang Army’s advance seemed to never stop.

…

In the Great Tang Empire, Chang’an, an old acquaintance from the Poplar Empire hurried into Jiang Run’s office. He had come to make a request, his expression grave.

"The campaign against the Ice Cold Empire has run into difficulties. We need more equipment, especially… equipment that can change the dynamics of the battlefield," Fitteral said, sitting down on the sofa with his hands clenched together.

He didn’t even lean back against the sofa, his body tilted forward, his face filled with anxiety, signaling that the situation in the Poplar Empire might indeed be dire.

"The armored troops of the Ice Cold Empire are simply too numerous. Their vanguard has already breached our defenses, and we are locked in fierce combat at Southwind Port," Fitteral awkwardly elaborated on some details of the battle.

To be honest, the Elf Race had been brimming with confidence before the war began: they seemed to have technological superiority in areas such as fighter jets and tanks, which made them feel assured of victory.

Unfortunately, facing the sheer numbers of the Dwarves, the initial advantages the Elves had achieved gradually eroded, and the subsequent battles started to spiral in a direction beyond Poplar Empire’s control.

The Dwarves broke through the Elves’ defensive lines, forcing the Elf troops invading the Ice Cold Empire to retreat. The main battlefields were now on Poplar Empire territory—a situation that was unquestionably unfavorable for the Elves.

As a key port for the Elf Race and a location managed by the Great Tang Group for many years, Hotwind Port had now become a front line.

The armored corps of the Ice Cold Empire attempted to surround this area, but their offensive had been barely repelled by the Elf Race. Both sides had committed substantial forces to this frontline, and the fighting was extremely intense.

The Elf side had assembled two armored divisions equipped with Panther Tanks—representing their most elite armored strength—while the Dwarven side had gathered eight armored divisions, deploying over 1,500 tanks.

Neither side could overpower the other for the moment, but the prolonged warfare was wearing down the Elf Race, who hoped to push the front lines back to Dwarven territory, restoring their confidence to sustain the war effort.

"We’ve heard… your country possesses a type of warship capable of launching aircraft," Fitteral said hesitantly, noting Jiang Run’s silence, and forced himself to raise the request outright: "We hope to purchase such warships… no matter the cost."

"Apologies, I’ve never heard of such weapons. I’ll need to confirm this with others, and that will take time." As a diplomat, Jiang Run naturally refused to disclose secrets. Aircraft carriers, as a secret weapon, had not yet been publicly revealed.

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"Time is the one thing we lack most, sir." Fitteral spoke anxiously. "We need more tanks, artillery… aircraft, and Scud missiles."

In fact, the city sieging battle between the Elves and the Dwarves was fierce beyond description. Both sides used Scud missiles to attack each other’s deep locations. These strikes were impossible to intercept, and both sides endured them begrudgingly.

In the skies, the two sides were evenly matched: though the Elf Race had a definitive edge in aircraft performance, the Dwarves’ overwhelming numerical advantage was staggering.

While one Elf aircraft could take down three or more enemy planes, their losses were still unbearable: after all, these skilled pilots were painstakingly trained at great expense.

The Butcher Fighter Jets were formidable in performance but were more intricate and complex, meaning the Elf Race couldn’t ramp up production, nor could they rapidly train pilots.

On the other hand, the Dwarves’ I-16 fighters were lacking in performance, but this very limitation allowed them to rapidly train more pilots, demonstrating their completely different approach.

"Regarding weapon exports, I can agree to that, but you’ll need to confirm the procurement list with the Great Tang Group… sir, we’re at war as well, and not all weapons can be freely sold." Jiang Run replied diplomatically.

Fitteral understood that haphazardly ordering any quantity of weaponry wasn’t realistic anymore, so he grimly nodded in agreement with Jiang Run’s statement: "Understood! Thank you, sir, for your generosity! We need support—the backing of the Great Tang Empire!"

"I understand! The Triple Emperor Alliance remains intact; we now stand shoulder-to-shoulder." Jiang Run spoke with ease: "Rest assured, we will provide every feasible support to the Poplar Empire—our stance on this has never wavered."