Three Hundred and Ninety-Nine Alternative Gameplay

"I really want to know how His Majesty made such a bold decision." Looking at the map in front of him, Walter, who was already the commander-in-chief of the 1st Army Group at a young age, touched his chin, his face Written with doubts.

In fact, when they invaded the Holy Demon Empire, Alan Hill's main force had already discovered that the enemy's road conditions were very bad.

In order to make up for the poor road conditions, Ireland Hill is frantically laying railways and building roads. On the one hand, it is also equipping the front-line troops with more vehicles to make up for the lack of transportation capacity.

However, transporting vehicles is always insufficient. One truck of fuel to the front line will use up another truck of fuel.

For the consumption of supporting a huge army group, it is obviously very uneconomical to use cars and planes to transport.

Walter still clearly remembered that, in order to reduce the cost of the attack, His Majesty the Emperor had endured the Dothan Empire for more than half a year before launching the southern campaign. The entire Dothan region was captured in one fell swoop, and the myth of the rise of Ailan Hill was achieved.

But now, in the Holy Devil Empire, Walter deeply felt the unfriendly local environment.

The road conditions in the Holy Demon Empire are actually very bad. Most of the roads are paved with dirt, and they are not even roads.

The 1st Army Group's attack under such road conditions was itself severely restricted.

"Originally, we applied for 400 transport vehicles, but this time, for some reason, none of them were granted to us." The chief of staff shook his head, looked at the slightly messy tabletop, and complained: "Our transport The team is already overwhelmed and in this case, there is no difference between continuing the attack and committing suicide."

"There will be a shortage of fuel for the troops, and the Air Force will also lack transport vehicles to relocate its field airfields... We are now at the limit of our advancement." He pointed to the critical point on the map and said to General Walter: " Push forward another 50km or so and we'll collapse on our own."

"If according to the current situation, let us attack the Gushan defense line, it will be a dead end. But I don't think that His Majesty, who has always paid attention to logistical supplies, will make such a mistake." Walter stared at the map, still thinking.

After the siege of Longshek, the 1st and 3rd Army Groups did not even rush to attack. They just stood by, modifying their communication systems on the one hand, and waiting for their supplies on the other.

Headquarters promised to provide them with sufficient supplies, which was ordered by the Empire to let the 1st Army Group and the 3rd Army Group,

It even includes the prerequisites for subsequent attacks by other army groups.

This attack order came from more than ten days ago, and Alan Hill was suddenly arrogant and prepared to launch a large-scale counterattack in three directions.

You know, this is not an ordinary counterattack, but a large-scale counterattack across the board. In order to prepare for such a battle, all fronts are frantically rushing to transport their own supplies.

But even so, the materials needed for the front line are still pitiful, and even the trucks that transport these materials are still scarce.

In addition to the southern front, where the Imperial General Staff came forward, managed to scrape together 4,000 new cars, and formed some new motor transport regiments to support the attacks of Modler and Coria, the remaining western fronts and The southwest front line has not received a new car to supplement it.

In other words, even if these troops have enough supplies, they do not have enough capacity to transport these supplies to the front lines to support their own troops.

"I hope this time, His Majesty the Emperor can solve our problems..." The chief of staff of the 1st Army Group crossed his arms and said in a heavy tone.

"It's not hope, His Majesty the Emperor will definitely solve our problem!" General Walter said firmly.

...

West of the enchanted city of Ludnar, which was preserved after the surrender, on the brand new railway bridge erected over the San Lunos River, the crowded infantrymen of the 20th Army Group are carrying their weapons and slowly passing through The bridge is 30 meters wide.

These soldiers, who have served for more than a year, have participated in very few battles. Because they have been following the 1st and 2nd armies, taking over the occupation of the city, maintaining local law and order, there are not many storming tasks.

Moreover, these units themselves are not very elite, and are generally only equipped with Mauser 98K rifles, as well as M4 tanks and other weapons.

It can be said that these troops are actually World War II-level troops, and the tasks they perform are not too important.

After all, no matter how defiant Ailan Hill is, it is impossible to fully arm a modern army of 10 million in a short period of time.

Therefore, of course, in fact, only about 2 to 3 million people in Ailan Hill, who mobilized 10 million combat troops, can really be called the main force. The rest, mostly like the 20th Army, fill up the reserves for low-threat missions.

"What is that?" Suddenly finding that the sunlight above his head was blocked by something, a soldier squinted his eyes and looked up, and saw a behemoth that flew above his head.

This behemoth is almost 200 meters long and more than 100 meters wide. The huge body is like a battleship, it really covers the sky and brings a strong sense of oppression to everyone who sees it.

"My God..." A captain couldn't care less about restraining his troops, he looked up at the huge flying object he had never seen before, and he subconsciously shivered.

These soldiers were equipped with M42 steel helmets, most of which were similar to the soldiers of the German army in World War II. All of them stopped, looked at the things flying over their heads, and made a sound of admiration from time to time.

They don't know what this huge thing is, but they can still feel an unprecedented sense of pride.

"Long live Alan Hill!" I don't know who shouted first, and then the tens of thousands of troops shouted frantically against the sky. Everyone was shouting hysterically, and at this moment they were sincerely proud of their motherland.

Behind this behemoth flying in the sky is another behemoth that looks the same size, and even the shape is exactly the same!

Between the two behemoths, there were also two helicopters hovering. The helicopters are relatively outdated UH-1s, and they hover between two massive, hill-like aircraft.

Farther away, another equally huge aircraft lined up with the two similar aircraft in front, and it looked even more magnificent.

"If we still can't win...then let's just die." The commander of the 20th Army raised his head and watched the fifth huge mountain fly over his headquarters, earnestly facing the staff around him. Long sighed.

"Yeah... When did we become so strong..." Even though he saw it with his own eyes, the chief of staff still had a strong sense of unreality. He also raised his head and agreed with his commander's words.

...

In the city of Serris, Chris looked at Vivian proudly, and the stunned Des and others, and said with a smile, "Do you think I'm working on a super battleship, so I'm really just a battleship?"

He crossed his chest with his arms, raised his chin, and said sarcastically: "People in the magical world, they see things too one-sidedly. Let a castle fly, let a city fly... It's just to be a battleship to fight the enemy to the death. Don't they think it's too wasteful?"

Having said this, Chris shook his head again: "Actually, I don't blame them. After all, they don't rely on logistics as much as Alan Hill, nor do they have as many advanced weapons and equipment as Alan Hill. So after they have a floating castle , The first thing that comes to mind is to use it as a battleship to show off its might on the front line."

Chris pulled out a hand and pointed to himself with his finger: "We don't need to do this! So we can play more comfortably."

"So, you took advantage of those shipbuilding steel plates that were abandoned in the port of Ferry City, welded them together, made a large steel plate, and then carved a floating array to make them float up... supplies?" Vivian raised her eyebrows and asked.

She felt that what was in Chris's mind was really terrifying. He could always think of aspects that others couldn't think of and solve problems that others couldn't.

Since the Floating Formation can make a castle of hundreds of tons or even millions of tons fly, it can make materials of the same weight fly.

This thing is much easier to use than an airship. As long as the magic energy is sufficient, it can run almost infinitely.

Because there is no need to participate in the war, it does not need too high strength. It is enough to barely maintain the shelf, so the technical difficulty is also very low. All you need to do is assemble some power units to make them fly forward faster and turn, and you're all set.

What is terrifying is that such a cheap super transport plane can transport as much material as a castle to the front line at a time, enough for an army to squander for a long time.

Moreover, it can transport supplies from Serris directly to the front line, without the need for transfer stations and without a lot of energy consumption.

"The only drawback is that this thing is not strong... As long as the enemy attacks, it will crash with materials worth billions of gold coins." Chris nodded and said to Vivian.

"It's not a shortcoming at all, right?" Vivian gave Chris a contemptuous glance, because her T800 god puppet was on these giant transport ships at this moment.

On top of Vivian's god puppet are dozens of air force fighter jets responsible for protecting these giant transport ships.

Who can attack these giant transport ships under the escort of a dozen super god puppets and dozens of fighter jets?