Alien Arms Empire.

Chapter 1753 1754 Chaotic Elf Border

It is unimaginable how many things are needed to maintain a large army. Even today, the most popular and sought-after items among soldiers on the battlefield do not seem to be the most dazzling star weapons and equipment.

Perhaps for a military fan, a Tiger tank or a super fighter with outstanding performance may be the equipment they dream of, but for soldiers who actually fight, those weapons and equipment may not always leave a good impression on them.

The logistical supply consumption of a Tiger tank may be enough to support a company or even two companies of ordinary infantry. Although its combat effectiveness may be higher, for those soldiers who have been deprived of their supplies, watching a Tiger tank passing by may not make them feel very good.

On the contrary, those grassroots equipment that will never enter the eyes of military fans and will not be talked about by military fans are the real core that supports a unit.

To put it bluntly, the army is kept running by trucks, cars, even bicycles, and outdated or insignificant things like ox carts and horse carts.

Pickup trucks or civilian cars active on the battlefield are still the most numerous and popular equipment on the battlefield in the 80st century. They are the real star equipment and are much more important than the Bradley fighting vehicles or T- tanks.

On the battlefield, those special vehicles that seem unimportant but are actually very important are the core equipment that commanders value and rely on the most.

A tanker truck may look ordinary, but it is actually much more complicated than a normal truck. Each of these trucks is essential for the military to transport fuel.

If a truck carrying soldiers is destroyed, the soldiers can still reach their destination on foot, but if a tanker is destroyed, a whole company of tanks may have to wait or be abandoned on the way.

Because in a sense, the machine is the most loyal and honest thing. Unless it is broken, you just need to give it oil and it will move, and if you have no oil, it will not move at all.

It is impossible for it to compromise or negotiate with you. A person can continue to work after skipping a meal, but a machine will stop immediately if it eats a little less. This is an eternal truth.

Seeing a tanker truck explode and catch fire, the officer at the logistics supply station turned green. He certainly knew how valuable the trucks parked here were, and he also knew that he was in big trouble now.

The bombing of the Tang army paralyzed the entire supply station in an instant. Even if the fire was immediately controlled, it would be enough for the logistics troops to toss for two days. During this time, it was almost impossible for the surrounding troops to get sufficient supplies.

And the damn Tang army's attack may have already begun... By then, the troops on the front line will lack ammunition, supplies, and food... He, the stationmaster of the supply station, will probably be executed.

"Cannonballs! Those cannonballs!" The desperate officer looked at the chaotic scene and could only shout helplessly and furiously at the soldiers passing by him.

As he shouted, he pointed at the large-caliber shells piled on the other side of the supply station: The elves were using a special weapon caliber that was tailor-made for them by the Tang Dynasty Group, and the shells were all 150 mm.

This supply station stored at least 4000 rounds of artillery shells, and most of them were piled up in several houses outside the village because there was no suitable underground shelter. There was no other way. Now there were construction requests everywhere and a shortage of construction workers everywhere. Many supply stations on the second line could only deal with the supplies in their hands in a rather childish way.

Those with warehouses are considered good, and there are also some that are placed in the open air. As for those that require hidden underground shelters, no one cares about that at all.

The elves had not suffered from the Tang army's large-scale air strikes before, so they did not take these problems seriously. Now, the fire has been lit and the explosion has begun, and it is too late to regret.

The elven officer who was watching his men running around like headless flies did not know that at this moment countless elven positions were being attacked by Tang army bombs.

At the same time, in the radar station set up by the elves, the radar screens, which were not high-end to begin with, were all filled with noise caused by interference.

"Isn't this the latest model of radar bought from Dorne? How come there is a problem with it?" The elf's radar officer frowned and looked at the human engineer standing aside who was in charge of equipment control, his eyes full of distrust.

The other party boasted about these radar equipment for a long time when they were selling them, and the elves did feel that these radars were much more advanced than what they already had.

However, the interference of the Tang army still covered the signal bands emitted by these radars. The entire screen was full of snow-like noise, and nothing could be seen clearly.

Of course, even so, it is much better than many of the elves' radar stations, because many of the elves' radar stations that have not been updated in time still use older radars.

The antennas of those radar stations are huge and not even concealed at all. They may be interfered with even on rainy days. They are only slightly better than having no visibility at all.

"Sir, I am only responsible for the installation and debugging work. For other service contents, you need to contact my supervisor..." The human engineer shirked the responsibility in a very programmed manner.

Knowing that it was not a problem that the other party could solve, the elf officer simply did not bother the engineer. He picked up the phone beside him and reported the current situation truthfully: "Yes, the interference is very serious. We have no way to judge the scale of the other party's air strikes... Many places have been attacked, and we don't know the specific situation."

"You don't know what we should do here? There are still more than 30 planes patrolling in the sky, and we don't even know whether they are dead or alive!" On the other end of the phone, the Air Force commander roared in anger.

The officer on the radar side simply said nothing. He waited until the other party hung up the phone. Then he put the receiver back to its original position and said, "Turn on the backup radar! See if we can find anything..."

"Yes, sir!" The subordinate stood at attention and saluted, then went to execute the order. He knew that once the backup radar was turned on, they would basically expose all the radar coordinates.

It's like turning on a flashlight to look for something in the pitch-black night. It's not clear whether you can find the target, but their position can be seen clearly by the other party as long as they are not blind.