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Chapter 1763: Anticipate the Enemy and Be Leniency (First Update, Please Subscribe)
Defense Building,

Although it is not as famous as the Pentagon, it is also world-famous.

After all, this is the heart of SEA's national defense, and it has used several dazzling offensives to let the world see what modern warfare is.

But that's the case, because both the United States and the Soviet Union came to the conclusion that the SEA's way of warfare was not suitable for large-scale wars.

Large-scale warfare remains traditional.

Of course, they also need to consider the role of precision-guided weapons. Tomahawk missiles can help bombers implement long-range breakthroughs and attack enemy oil depots and transportation hubs.

Even laser-guided bombs can play an extremely important role in war. For example, the US military attacked the "Dragon's Jaw" Bridge in North Vietnam. It launched more than 300 air strikes and lost many aircraft, but still failed to destroy this sturdy bridge.

But last year, the bridge was easily destroyed by 3000-pound laser-guided bombs imported from SEA, resulting in a sharp drop in North Vietnam's aid to the guerrilla war in the South.

Laser-guided bombs were then used extensively on the battlefield, and with their excellent accuracy, they were able to carry out bombings closer to civilian areas. Even the American version of the Tomahawk appeared on the battlefield.

This may be the change that SEA brings to the world.

And all these changes originated from the defense building.

There are many departments in the defense building. Among them, the Enemy Situation Analysis Department on the second floor, although it is a small and compact office, is extremely mysterious.

Most people don't know what the several staff officers here are doing.

They are always making various plans. For example, the initial plan for the last attack on Jakarta came from the Enemy Situation Analysis Department.

The walls were covered with large maps, and the desks were piled with various documents and battle plans. Four staff officers from different branches of the military were standing in front of the maps, looking solemn. The atmosphere in the room was somewhat depressing, with only the second hand of the clock on the wall ticking, as if reminding them of the urgency of time.

Cheng Yizhang stood in front of the map, holding a red marker in his hand, his brows furrowed. His navy uniform indicated his identity, and he drew several winding routes on the map, extending from the Indian Ocean to the Mediterranean. His movements were a little hasty, and the tip of the pen left deep marks on the map, as if he was venting his inner anxiety.

"too difficult,"

He whispered, with a hint of helplessness in his voice.
"From the Diego Garcia military base in the Indian Ocean to Libya, the fleet not only has to take a detour from the Cape of Good Hope, but also has to pass through the Strait of Gibraltar and enter the Mediterranean before reaching Libya. It's a long journey of tens of thousands of nautical miles, and there is no supply along the way."

He paused here, tapping his fingers unconsciously on the table.

“Just the logistics, it’s a nightmare.”

At this time, he was in a heavy mood, and the scene of the fleet sailing on the vast ocean kept emerging in his mind - fuel consumption, food shortage, and crew fatigue. Although they would not encounter enemy attacks, such an expedition was not only risky, but also had little chance of success.

Zhang Huanzhi, wearing a Marine uniform, stood aside, his arms folded across his chest, his eyes fixed on the route on the map. His expression was serious, his brows furrowed, and he clearly agreed with Cheng Yizhang's analysis. He nodded, his voice deep and powerful:
"Yes, such a long expedition is too risky. This is how the Second Pacific Fleet was destroyed during the Russo-Japanese War."

When he said this, the scenes in the history books came to his mind - the huge fleet was completely defeated in the Tsushima Strait after a long journey. He felt heavy-hearted and clenched his fist unconsciously. He knew that history would repeat itself, and they must not repeat the same mistakes.

“We can use South Africa’s naval bases along the way!”

After thinking for a while, he asked again:
"And Walvis Bay. Didn't South Africa lease Walvis Bay to us? Yizhang, can we set up a supply point here?"

Cheng Yizhang shook his head and said:
"The port conditions at Walvis Bay are very backward and are currently being expanded, but the troops can rest there,"

"But even so, it's still a long way from Libya. After leaving Walvis Bay, there are no other ports to stop at along the way."

Fang Jieying from the Army sat at the table, holding a pencil in his hand, tapping the table lightly. His eyes scanned the map back and forth, as if looking for some possibility. However, his expression became more and more solemn, and finally he shook his head, with a hint of helplessness in his tone:
"If we don't have good logistics but strong air cover, what will happen even if we swim to Libya?"

He was a little depressed, and the scene of the army fighting alone without support kept appearing in his mind. He knew that modern wars were no longer an era where the army could win alone. Without the support of the navy and air force, the army could not play a role at all.

Sun Junhua stood by the window, folded his arms, and looked out the window. His expression was calm, but there was a hint of worry in his eyes. He turned around, walked to the map, pointed to the location of Western Europe and said:
"In addition to the lack of a suitable air force base for the troops to be stationed, the most critical issue is the attitude of Western European countries. Will they allow us to intervene in Libya?"

His voice was calm and rational, but his heart was filled with anxiety. He knew that the attitude of Western European countries would directly determine the success or failure of this operation. If Western European countries refused to provide support or even obstructed it, then the entire plan would come to naught.

For a moment, the room fell silent. The four officers were each lost in thought, feeling complicated and heavy-hearted. Cheng Yizhang's fingers were still tapping unconsciously on the map, and Zhang Huanzhi clenched his fists tighter. He knew that in such a long expedition, the Marine Corps would definitely be the first to fight, and without good support, it would be difficult to fight!

As for Fang Jieying, the rhythm of his fingers tapping on the table was getting faster and faster. Later, he took out a cigarette and smoked it silently. As for Sun Junhua, he looked out the window again, as if looking for some answer.

They have never encountered a situation like this before.

The clock on the wall was still ticking, as if urging them to make a decision. However, facing such a complicated situation, they all knew that any rash action could lead to disastrous consequences.

"What about Israel? Can our plane take off from Israel?"

Suddenly, Sun Junhua walked to the map and said:

“Can we cooperate with Israel?”

Looking at Israel on the map, when Sun Junhua made this suggestion, he walked to the side of the map, outlined a route with a pencil and said:
"The flight distance from Israel is less than 2000 kilometers. Although it is a bit far, there is no problem at all with aerial refueling."

"That's fine, but the distance is too far."

Zhang Huanzhi said:
"When we are fighting, we need air cover all the time. Air support from more than a thousand kilometers away... is not reliable at all."

While smoking, Sun Junhua said:
"Don't we have armed helicopters? We need to take into account their military strength. In fact, their combat effectiveness is very poor..."

"Be lenient with the enemy!" Zhang Huanzhi said directly:

“We must face the enemy.”

"But we need to take one more factor into consideration!"

Fang Jieying thought for a moment, then said:

"If we start from Israel, or if an Israeli base launches an attack on Libya, then we will have to face a problem - we will be hostile to the entire Arab society! After all, they regard Israel as a devil! Even the people of some countries, including Iran and Pakistan, will be hostile to us!"

As soon as Fang Jieying finished speaking, Sun Junhua said in a sarcastic tone.

"So what? As long as we drop bombs on Libya, they will definitely regard us as enemies.

We cannot sacrifice our own interests for the sake of someone we cannot please.”

"Yes, that's right."

Zhang Huanzhi also said this.

"What do we need? Do we need them to be grateful to us? This is impossible. We are invaders, so we should not make ourselves look so great."

"Who said we were invaders?"

Cheng Yizhang said:
"We went there to help the king maintain his rule and to assist him in suppressing the rebellion. What does this have to do with the invaders?"

Indeed, their mission was to develop an intervention plan - how to use force to help the royal government maintain their rule in the event of a military coup in Libya.

"That is to say, the premise of the action must be to ensure that it is often in our hands. Only in this way can we legitimize the action and at least win local support to a certain extent."

Sun Junhua thought for a moment, then said:

"So, the first step of the action should be to protect the king's safety. This step should be carried out by..."

"Then there will be intelligence agencies to take charge of this issue."

Cheng Yizhang said:
"All we need is to develop this intervention plan and ensure the success of the intervention plan."

While speaking, he smoked silently, then he once again turned his gaze to the desk, to another document.

The information was about the Soviet invasion of Czechoslovakia last year. After thinking for a while, he spoke.

"Maybe we have another solution!"

Then they started the discussion again. During the discussion, it was inevitable that someone would express different opinions, and they improved the plan bit by bit.

"But the most difficult thing is, under what name will the plane fly there?"

At the end of the discussion, they once again mentioned the most critical link in the entire plan. If this problem is not solved, the entire plan will come to nothing.

Faced with this question, several people fell into silence again. In the silence, Cheng Yizhang seemed to have thought of something. He took out the draft and pointed to one of the links and said:
"How about in this name?"

Faced with his suggestion, the other three people were all shocked and said:

"This, this name... This, this violates international law!"

"So what?"

Cheng Yizhang said:
"Our goal is to win. We can't let our people bleed just because of a treaty written on paper!"

His words made everyone silent for a while, and then Sun Junhua from the Air Force gritted his teeth and said:

"Okay, this is the only way, let's do it, but..."

Looking at everyone, he said:

"We need to mobilize so many troops in the first wave, and I'm afraid the transport aircraft's capacity will be a problem."

“We must ensure transportation capacity!”

Fang Jieying said:
"The first strike must be powerful. We cannot adopt the tactic of adding fuel to the fire in waves. Otherwise, we will be the ones who suffer in the end! The first strike must not only destroy their air force bases and army bases, but most importantly, the transportation of troops. If it is not powerful, it will not have a deterrent effect. By then, if there is resistance everywhere, we will be stuck in a quagmire!"

After Fang Jieying finished speaking, Zhang Huanzhi said:
"Let's mobilize the transport planes of our allies. They still have some transport planes that can be used. One more plane always has an advantage! We can also rent planes from Iran and Iraq."

"I think it's possible. Besides that, we can also rent US military transport planes."

Finally, after the discussion ended, Cheng Yizhang spoke again,
"This plan is too risky. We need more intelligence and more support. Otherwise, the success rate of this operation is very low."

There was a hint of fatigue in his voice.
The other three nodded, but no one spoke. The atmosphere in the room was still depressing, and only the route drawn with a red pen on the map looked particularly glaring under the light...

(End of this chapter)