pappabearbooks Chapter 126 Precision Surgical Strike and Guided Weapons Shock the Entire Audience
Chapter 126 Precision Surgical Strike and Guided Weapons Shock the Entire Audience
Chapter 126 Precision Surgical Strike and Guided Weapons Shock the Entire Audience
Henry Ford found a seat and sat down. He was surrounded by businessmen in suits, most of whom were talking in hushed tones.
These people are either government officials or companies from various countries.
Besides the United States, there were also Mitsui Heavy Industries from Japan, Saab from Sweden, and many other companies from the north, who participated under the guise of exchange.
Besides learning advanced technologies and designs from abroad, they also intend to learn from others.
The U.S. War Department went to great lengths to hold this exchange meeting. Besides showcasing its strength and making money, it also had another intention: to clarify its status as a superpower and to demonstrate its ambition to replace Britain.
It demonstrated its strong appeal, with even Saudi Arabia and Thailand participating.
Look, we can even invite both sides of a war to come and get them to communicate calmly.
That's influence.
"Is this your plan?" Nimitz leaned closer to Marshall and asked in a low voice.
Marshall just smiled and said, "I'm just promoting American influence."
Nimitz glared at him. "You should be an advisor in the White House, not in the Army."
Moreover, this exchange meeting invited Sean Wayne to talk about asymmetry. Your self-interest is very obvious, which is to make all countries fight harder and weaken the overall strength of Europe.
There were large numbers of partisans in the German-occupied territories; this is asymmetric warfare. Asymmetric warfare can also be used against Germany, Britain, and the North, and even against smaller countries like Finland.
Marshall squinted, showing no embarrassment at having his intentions exposed. "Isn't this what national strategy is all about?"
Sean showed no stage fright when facing military industry giants from around the world and high-ranking generals from various countries.
He is no longer the same.
Standing in the very center of the banquet hall, with a smile on his face, he knew what these people were thinking.
Is someone young reliable?
Americans have gone mad.
He was no stranger to such questions, but I didn't care.
"A very confident young man."
Outside the banquet hall, Roosevelt stood to one side, and Hopkins nodded in agreement. "That's why I think highly of him. Young people have ideas, are bold, and most importantly, he has no ambition."
Sean looked around, cleared his throat, and a waiter brought him a glass of water. Sean took a sip and placed the glass on the table beside him.
The people at the table were curious about his composure.
"Okay, the War Department invited me to give a speech, and it's about war. I'd rather they invited me to predict the war, then no one would be more suitable to be the Minister of War than me."
"Haha," Henry Ford laughed heartily from the side.
Americans laughed.
"Oh my god, he doesn't want to be a consultant, he wants to be my boss," Eisenhower complained from the side. "I'm strongly against it."
"Barton will definitely object too," Marshall laughed. "That guy's got big ambitions."
The Germans nodded in agreement.
Rommel even whispered, "We can accept this. After all, with Lord Sean, we will be invincible."
"If he were to become minister, Marshal Göring would surely weep."
"Our navy welcomes you," Dönitz said, looking at Hausser.
"Hilem will be too excited to sleep."
The Germans laughed when they heard Hausser say that.
Takano Isoroku's face was grim. He had always regarded the United States as a hypothetical enemy. Sean as minister? That would be a disaster.
The British people looked grim. How could we survive if we let this cancerous tumor be a minister?
De Gaulle became increasingly distressed. If he wanted to provide support, wouldn't he have to ask him for help? He couldn't do that.
The Indians and Thais didn't react, while the Saudis were just curious.
"I don't think the White House will agree because I work entirely based on my mood, and the time I spend writing comments each month is not fixed. I would be the laziest Secretary of War in American history."
Haha, the only sound in the room was laughter. "Are there any Italians here? After all, they're the only ones who are my enemies."
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A lifelong enemy?
Haha, everyone laughed again.
Sean's smile faded. "Okay, let's move on to a serious topic: war."
Many people are wondering what Sean meant by asymmetric warfare.
Many people actually understand this, but it's not explicitly stated.
What is asymmetry? It is a confrontation using unconventional tactics.
Guerrilla warfare, cutting off logistics, disrupting transportation, infiltration behind enemy lines, and special operations are also included.
Expanding the scope further, asymmetric warfare even encompasses the use of certain special weapons to achieve victory against a stronger enemy, or to gain an advantage at minimal cost, in order to achieve strategic objectives.
"Isn't that special operations?"
"No, the sabotage and infiltration of resistance organizations behind enemy lines are also asymmetrical, cutting off supply lines, creating logistical pressure, and assassinating high-ranking officers. I think everyone is familiar with these tactics."
Yes, many generals nodded silently. These tactics were not new; they had existed for a long time, even a very long time.
One of the Indians looked at Sean with disdain, even glancing at him with contempt.
"You've just changed the term."
Oh dear, look at this bastard, the German, especially Hausser, he doesn't look good. How dare you talk like that?
He even clenched his fists.
"Those who don't know anything shouldn't speak." Rommel gave the Indians an annoyed look. "You didn't even listen to the whole thing before you started giving your opinions."
"What did you say? I don't understand, do you understand?" Indians also have tempers. The British and Germans are enemies, and as a spiritual Englishman, he cannot show weakness.
"Looks like you're very confident, very good. I hope you remember what I said today." Rommel was too lazy to get angry with them. If I encountered you guys, I would beat you two more times, if not kill you.
Back in Iraq or Iran, let your old friend Reinhard take good care of you.
Do you think I'm afraid? The Indians are full of confidence. You think you can come to the Indian Ocean to fight me?
Sean gently raised his hand. "Looks like a lot of people have questions. Okay, who has any?"
Montgomery sat near the center, close to Sean, which also shows the closeness of relationships among Americans.
The moment he opened his mouth, the Indian man immediately shut up. "Mr. Sean, wasn't Italy's surprise attack on Alexander also asymmetrical?"
"right."
"Is it considered special operations? I'm more interested in special operations." After all, this caused Britain a great loss, and if Germany did the same, things would get interesting.
"It belongs to special operations, which is an amphibious infiltration that mainly utilizes special equipment."
equipment.
"One or two special weapons cannot change the course of a war."
A voice of doubt came from the German's side.
Everyone turned to look at Eiichiro Volcano.
This bald, middle-aged fat man was completely unafraid of the stares around him, and even ignored the winks Takano gave him.
"Yes, one or two special weapons cannot change the course of the war. As you said, modern warfare is a confrontation of systems, so the advantage of a single weapon cannot make up for a huge gap. Also..."
You also said that weapons should ideally be general-purpose, not specialized.
De Gaulle looked at Sean smugly. "How are you going to answer that?"
This is using your magic to defeat you.
Haha, I have quite a few enemies.
Sean hadn't expected that besides Eiichiro, who had a conflict of interest with him, there was also De Gaulle.
He picked up the water glass next to him, took a sip, and everyone waited for his answer.
It has a bit of a power struggle feel to it.
Do you want to see me embarrassed?
You've made a mistake.
Sean put down his cup, showing no sign of anger. "Indeed, one or two new weapons cannot change the course of a battle. Take assault rifles, for example. Although they are powerful and have strong firepower, on the battlefield, they are far less effective than artillery, rocket launchers, and the huge advantages brought by the air force."
"Therefore, your claim about gaining an advantage in asymmetric warfare through special weapons is contradictory!"
Sophistry, it's truly speechless. Sean glared fiercely at Eiichiro.
"Special operations are also small-scale, localized battlefields; they can't reverse a large-scale, campaign-level advantage," the northerner chimed in. "I've heard you mentioned deep operations."
"Yes, may I ask who you are?" Sean looked in the direction of the voice.
"Zhukov."
That would be like showing off one's limited skills before an expert.
"Do you believe that asymmetric warfare cannot reverse the situation in a large-scale battle? Or are you suggesting that the advantages of weapons will be diminished in a vast battlefield environment?"
"The advantage of weapons will be diminished. I think that although weapons may gain an advantage in local battlefields, in large-scale battles, the most important factors are manpower and tactics."
A versatile weapon is cost-effective, inexpensive, and easy to produce, allowing it to be equipped by a larger number of troops—that's what you mean by versatility.
That's right.
Sean nodded in agreement.
These guys are something else, no wonder they're renowned generals, each of them using their own arguments to refute me.
It turns out that even famous generals have a penchant for debate.
Indeed, they are all exceptional talents of their generation, how could they not debate with themselves to the end? They would not easily admit defeat.
"Didn't I say that great depth is not necessarily an advantage, but also a disadvantage? The logistical pressure is on both sides. In the North, there is a saying that everyone knows: General Winter will bring victory."
Haha, many northerners laughed.
"God is on our side, and Napoleon is the best example."
Yes, this is what you are so proud of.
The time, place and people are favorable.
Sean's lips curled up as he glanced at Zhukov. Yes, in the era of World War II, your great depth did have an advantage, but that was only in your opinion.
From the perspective of World War II, it would be very difficult to fight, and it was even inevitable that the North would defeat Santoko.
But it's just an outdated perspective from World War II.
"Then I'd like to ask a question."
When Sean opened his mouth, not only the Americans, but also the British and Swedes were staring at him. This was something many Europeans wanted to know: could he defeat the Slavs on their own soil?
Napoleon failed.
So what about Sean Wayne?
"Excuse me, could General Winter freeze you to death?"
The room erupted in uproar; the question was extremely pointed, even provocative.
Can it be done? Of course it can. Russians aren't silicon-based life forms.
Zhukov was taken aback, then smiled and replied, "Of course."
"So your huge depth means huge logistics and transportation lines, huge logistical support pressure. What if we destroy your transportation lines?"
Weapons and ammunition, winter clothing and food—can General Winter tell if you're on his side? No.
A vast depth means a vast defense zone, making 100% defense impossible.
You can't invest that many manpower.
Therefore, a large strategic depth is not necessarily an advantage; greater depth simply means greater tolerance for failure.
The Russia-Ukraine conflict has already demonstrated that it's fundamentally undefendable. What if Ukraine becomes as powerful as Germany?
The greater the depth, the more blind spots there are in conventional warfare. If even one node in the network is paralyzed, the only ones who will freeze to death are the Russians themselves. The biggest difference between Germany today and in history is the strength of its air force.
They are fully capable of large-scale incursions into the hinterland, paralyzing airports, factories, energy sources, and transportation lines.
Fault tolerance?
This is yet another new term.
Even Marshall laughed, "There have been quite a few surprises today."
"But you also said that the logistical pressure is not only mine, but also yours."
"I'm operating on home soil, which gives me a natural logistical advantage."
"Mine," "Your," Zhukov's words made everyone start gossiping.
This is a real confrontation.
Have some snacks and watch slowly.
Everyone had an expression of watching a show.
Eiichiro added insult to injury, saying, "Mr. Sean, you've never fought a war. You can't win with just words."
Damn it. Sean turned around and glared at him fiercely.
This is an insult to oneself, implying inexperience and empty talk.
It's been a long time since I've heard anyone say that.
Eiichiro's words seemed to be affirmed by Zhukov. He gently raised his head and smiled, "Sean, the advantage of being local is that I can better mobilize the people and obtain various forms of support. In terms of logistics and supplies, I am definitely superior to you."
Yes, it's a zero-sum game, and that's how the Russians won.
They won every single time.
"Then destroy your logistical nodes, from the local to the overall, causing overall tactical delays."
Zhukov stood up and walked to the middle. "What should we do? My supply line is behind us."
"Use the Air Force."
Indeed, air force is difficult to defend against. First, you have radar, and second, you have enough radar.
Zhukov knew this was undefendable; the Soviet Union had no advantage in this regard.
"But the effectiveness isn't necessarily good."
"Then destroy the substation and the military factory."
Without transportation lines and energy, how can we manufacture large quantities of weapons?
"These are also in the rear. You know, there is air defense on the ground and fighter jets in the air. The efficiency of bombing by planes is not high. The British bombed German industrial areas several times, which is an example. The damage effect was not obvious."
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Zhukov laughed. "Young man, sometimes your ideas are good, but you can't necessarily do them. You also mentioned the great depth and strong fault tolerance, but you're just talking the talk when it comes to efficient strike logistics and industrial potential."
I've always been all talk and no action.
The banquet hall was quiet, and the speeches on site had turned into a simulation exercise between Sean and Zhukov.
Even de Gaulle, who wanted to strike at Sean, fell silent.
Eiichiro was overjoyed. He had lost, but there was nothing he could do about it.
With so many people around, the news spread quickly, Sean Wayne's myth was shattered, and his own mistakes became less obvious.
"Why isn't Sean answering?" Eiichiro chimed in from the side.
Richthofen, the pioneer of carpet bombing, couldn't stand it anymore.
"Does a group of you ganging up on one person count as ability?"
Low bombing effectiveness? That's level bombing; you could use dive bombers to improve accuracy.
Montgomery immediately stood up. "Dive bombing is indeed more accurate, but even the slightest interference from ground-based air defenses will cause it to deviate from its target."
Hoffen stared intently at the other person; what he said was true.
"This is bullying, this is targeted, a group of people ganging up on one person." Eisenhower felt a bit aggrieved, as the organizer, it wasn't appropriate for him to speak up for Sean.
"Moreover, bombing requires bombers and escort fighters, which involves a large scale. It is not very effective for the asymmetric warfare you mentioned and requires high investment."
De Gaulle also stood up and beat Sean Wayne, this fallen dog.
"What should we do? Should we help too?" Hausel asked Rommel.
Rommel stood up. "Use special operations, small-scale infiltration behind enemy lines, to strike power plants, factories, and supply lines."
Yes, special operations can be used. Many people nodded subconsciously. Isn't that how Italy took down Britain's main warships?
Montgomery turned to face Rommel, the two staring at each other. "Going deep behind enemy lines? We might succeed once or twice, but we're talking about the overall situation. Do you think we won't strengthen our defenses?"
The scene was completely silent; unexpectedly, the simulation had turned into a team battle.
"In addition to special operations, it can also improve attack accuracy, that is, surgical strikes."
Sean's sudden remark made everyone look away from the spectacle and become expectant.
"A surgical strike?" Zhukov muttered to himself.
"Also known as precision strike, targeted elimination!"
Precision strike, targeted elimination? All the generals were pondering this phrase repeatedly.
The advantage of precision strikes is their high destructive efficiency, and no one doubts that.
"Haha, I knew it!" Marshall and Nimitz laughed.
Targeted elimination, surgical strikes—a whole string of new terms spewed from Sean's mouth.
"I knew he was hiding something; there must be many new things we don't know about."
"This reminds me of the idea that discovery equals destruction," Matthew Ridgway remarked.
"Is it possible?"
Zhukov was somewhat skeptical; this wasn't target practice, it was sabotage behind enemy lines.
"Yes, use guided weapons."
"Damn it, I knew it," Marshall and the rest of the War Department thought to themselves, secretly cheering.
It forced a new direction for military reform.
Sean is like toothpaste; squeezing out a little always surprises the world.
"Guided weapons?" Many people in the hall looked confused.
"It refers to precision-guided, directional weapons, such as bombs, that can correct their own direction, making them more efficient and accurate in hitting targets. Horizontal bombing requires dozens or even hundreds of bombs, while guided weapons only need one or two."
"That's impossible." Can a bomb turn corners on its own?
Zhukov and a group of northern generals shouted.
"Impossible, weapons are inanimate, not living things." The general nodded in agreement.
Many of the generals present found it hard to believe that weapons could chase after targets on their own.
This is not a myth.
The Thai general muttered, "This is Buddha's blessing. Are you kidding me? You must be kidding me. Can there really be bombs in this world that find their own targets?"
The concept of intelligent weapons was unacceptable to soldiers during World War II.
It is revolutionary for warfare: guided bombs, guided missiles, drones.
Precision strikes, once they occur, will mark the end of the steel torrent.
Sean laughed, "So you're generals, not engineers."
"That's impossible."
"Why is it impossible?"
Most of the generals present did not believe Sean's words. If the air-ground coordination of armored groups was the second military revolution, then it was now.
Therefore, information-based precision strikes would be the third revolution.
The integration of information technology across the entire domain with drones, opening up the electronic battlefield, and enabling intelligent warfare constitutes the fourth revolution.
"Absolutely impossible." Everyone kept shaking their heads, their expressions clearly showing that Sean Wayne was just a dreamer.
"Mr. Sean, this is war, not a novel or story. Fantasy doesn't necessarily translate into reality."
"You think I'm daydreaming?" Sean kept laughing. "Whether it's daydreaming or not, we'll see."
"I don't believe it." The British, the Indians, and even the northerners almost all shook their heads.
"It can be done." The president of a German company stood up. "Sonic guidance."
Sean turned to look at him. Yes, a sonic torpedo, another advanced German technology, a groundbreaking guided weapon in World War II, with an epoch-making concept.
However, in the later stages, the UK and the US developed countermeasures, such as wake wave and acoustic interference.
However, in the early stages, they will be overwhelmed by German submarines.
"Hehe," Sean suddenly laughed, "It's not that we can't do it, it's just that you can't imagine it."
The president of an American company also stood up.
"It is indeed possible, and there is also radio guidance."
The scene erupted in uproar; it turned out there was more than one guidance method.
Everyone stared at Sean as if they'd seen a ghost. Could he really do it?
My God, is the way war is going to change again? We're not fucking used to it yet.