The Military-industrial Scientific Research System of the Academic Master Chapter 706

  Chapter 706 Isn't there already this step...

This sentence is indeed a bit too much information for Brigadier General Marlott, who is frightened, hungry and cold after a long night, and his mind is still stuck on the time when the plane took off about 24 hours ago.

He subconsciously reached out to smooth his hair, but accidentally touched the wound that had just been treated. His whole body twitched in pain, but he didn't want to fail in this situation, so he gritted his teeth and endured it.

However, although on the surface he looked like an old monk in trance, the brigadier general's mind was moving very fast.

The first thought that came to his mind just now was—

Didn't a world war start last night?

 After all, Marlott knew very well what he had done last night (of course he thought he knew it very well).

And it's hard not to make such associations with the Balkans, a hellish place like this.

 As for what Horvath just said, it's easy to explain.

Since the world is at nuclear peace, there will naturally be no need for war anymore.

Horvath nodded calmly:

Barsak next to him looked at the prisoners whose expressions were changing back and forth like a revolving door. He felt so happy that he wanted to jump up. But firstly, he still had to maintain his image in front of the leader. Secondly, this semi-underground command post was really small. Captain He was already tall, and his scalp almost touched the ceiling without even jumping up.

 There is really no room for improvement.

“In special times, conditions are limited and the number of dormitories is not enough, so they are all shared.”

Even if all the approximately 150,000 nuclear bombs around the world at the peak of the Cold War were thrown out, it would still be impossible to completely level the world with nuclear weapons, to the point where it would be impossible to even fight a war.

 So what the other party just said about "ending the war early" should be taken literally.

And more importantly, there seems to be no point in cheating in this kind of thing...

 But how is this possible?

 Other than nuclear weapons, what else can stop NATO today?

 The brigadier general also considered whether the other party might be deliberately deceiving.

 And then there's…

At this time, the brigade commander also raised his head and looked at Barsak, who was in good spirits, but his face and body were covered in dirt because he hadn't had a good rest or tidy up since last night:

“Comrade Captain, you have made great achievements today. I will report it to my superiors and apply for a commendation for you!”

 But when he was just arrested, the other four people seemed to have said similar things in the car.

However, this idea was rejected after just a flash.

It was a pure accident that he was caught, and it was impossible for the two other groups to collude in advance.

"Okay, let the chief of staff take you to the back, have a meal and have a good rest"

The 250th Air Defense Brigade was basically the only unit in the entire Allied operation that fought against the opponent for the whole game. Therefore, the personnel losses were still a little bit. At least the chief of staff had been replaced, and it was not convenient to advance during the war. title, so the original epaulettes are still hanging.

 Led by a lieutenant colonel next to them, the four of them walked around and along the narrow bunker passage to the living area at the back.

Him himself is actually no better than Marlott, and his head is full of question marks at this time.

 The latter quickly stood at attention and saluted:

 “Yes, thank you brigade commander!”

 Otherwise, under normal circumstances, the chief of staff of the air defense brigade should be a colonel.

Ordinary people may have unrealistic misestimations of the power of nuclear weapons under various deliberate misguidances, but as a strategic bomber pilot who has been dealing with nuclear bombs for half his life and the former captain of the 509th Wing, Malott, Still relatively sober in this regard.

What's more, the number of nuclear weapons on duty today has dropped sharply, to about one-tenth of this number.

 The lieutenant colonel opened the door of a room and signaled that the four of them could go in and rest:

“There is running water in the bathroom, but there is no way to heat it. If you want to take a bath, you can only use cold water.”

“In addition, try to only turn on one light, the power of the generator is a bit insufficient..."

The other party emphasized several precautions in succession. Obviously, although the brigade headquarters was in much better condition than the temporary underground bunker used by their company to hide, it could not survive alone because the entire city's infrastructure was severely damaged.

 “That... Comrade Chief of Staff?”

Seeing the lieutenant colonel turn around and prepare to leave, Barsac finally got a chance to talk and quickly stopped him:

“We first conducted anti-aircraft operations that night, and then spent several hours huddled in a bunker without water or electricity. Now we have no idea what's going on outside.”

“I wonder if I can tell you a little bit about what the brigade commander just said...the war may end early...what does it mean?”

This matter has spread all over the world, not to mention it is good news that can greatly boost morale, so there is no reason to keep it secret from our own people:

 The lieutenant colonel turned around and sat down on the bedside table next to him:

“Of course, you can just call me Pakovich.”

Pakovich knew that the three people in front of him, especially the captain at the head, were expected to be promoted by rocket soon. There was no conflict of interest between the two parties, so it was best to establish a good relationship in advance.

 After all, even if this battle is really over now, it will be troubled later.

 It never hurts to have more friends.

After everyone sat down respectively, Pakovich told a series of things that happened last night, of course, a series of things that he could know, exactly.

　　After hearing this, the four Barsaks looked at each other.

"this…"

 “Is there such a thing?”

 To be honest, for them, besides being shocked, this news is...

 Very satisfying.

 After all, the entire Balkan crisis was caused by EU countries in the first place.

Now that the culprit is being **** by the foreign aid he invited, the victim feels naturally very happy.

　However, it's good to feel good.

There are some things that they really don't understand...

“So, the American brigadier general just flew over in a bomber and blew up one of their own people?”

 The upper class soldier who had given Brigadier General Marlott two rifle butts to vent his anger when he was arresting people suddenly felt a little guilty:

 “Oh my God, it looks like I might have been a little impulsive just now…”

"Is he a pacifist? He can't stand what Europeans are doing..."

“I don't think so. If he is really a pacifist, he should at least bomb his own air force base instead of a hotel...Although there are many European media there, there are also many staff and ordinary people..."

The speculations became increasingly outrageous, but Pakovich himself was not sure why, so he had to interrupt the other people's imagination:

"In short, several European countries have now refused to continue Allied operations. Although the Americans themselves are still insisting on not expressing their position, I estimate that if the brigadier general we captured is used to make a fuss, there is at least hope of reaching a conclusion. ceasefire."

 “If that's the case...that would be great...”

Barsac lay down backwards, his upper body hitting the bed board with a thud.

As the commander of the air defense company who is directly responsible for commanding the frontline air defense operations, he used missiles first and then guns, going back and forth all day and night. Before, he had been holding a tight breath, so it was fine. But now he suddenly relaxed and felt all over his body. They all seemed to have been drained of energy.

"but."

 At this time, Lieutenant Colonel Pakovich changed the topic again:

“The Americans act capriciously and have no credibility at all, so we cannot relax our vigilance too much. If they replace people but end up regretting and starting the war again, we don't seem to have a good way to deal with it..."

 The other side.

 Huaxia, Beijing.

 The meeting organized by the General Staff at Sanzuomen has basically come to an end.

 After all, Mr. Zhang has other external itineraries and there is no more useful information at hand, so it is impossible to keep driving.

 As for how to end it…

 There is no effective result discussed yet.

 Everyone agrees that the current problem is that the contradiction only exists within the attacker's camp, allowing the United States to delay time relatively easily, or even wait until the limelight has passed before relaunching operations.

 Therefore, it is best to exert some external pressure to make it difficult for the United States to take both internal and external considerations into account.

 At that time, in exchange for the removal of this external pressure, the Allied operations will be officially stopped.

However, this kind of thing is easier said than done.

 Mainly in this era, China is still lagging behind in terms of ability and experience in exerting extraterritorial influence.

 It would be okay to plan ahead and sneak in some key equipment and so on, but at this juncture, there is not much that can be done.

This made everyone present feel a little regretful.

However, when sleepiness comes, give me a pillow.

Just when he was about to announce the end of the meeting, another intelligence officer from the Second Bureau hurriedly sent a piece of information.

 After reading the content, even Mr. Zhang, who was the most calm and composed, couldn't help but shake his hands.

 “Mr. Zhang?”

 Fu Youquan naturally had the right to directly check the information, but when the leader was present, he couldn't get over to take a look, so he had to ask in a low voice.

“Comrades, there is news from the Balkans.”

 Lao Zhang put the intelligence folder back on the desktop, raised his head and looked at the people in front of him:

“One of the two pilots of the B2 bomber, Brigadier General Bonn Marot, commander of the Eighth Air Force, was captured.”

 (End of this chapter)

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