Chapter 902: Chop off the enemy's head and fist first
"The attenuation is not that big. It's still working fine now. Although the total power is not too large, it is still no problem to supply several computers with it. It is still very useful when there is a power supply problem. It is much better than before. When I used DJS-59 before, it could barely power one computer."

The comrade from the army put the notice from his superiors in front of the scientists and said, "This is a notice from above. It says that the efficiency of the new battery can reach 17%. I don't quite understand this. It should be good for you, right?"

"How much?" A scientist almost fell off his chair.

"17%."

"Let me see. Let me see." He took the notice and read it carefully.

“It’s actually polysilicon?” Too detailed information would not be written in this kind of engineering notice, but the words “polysilicon” are still very clear.

"Has the technology outside developed to this level? That's great, that's great." Some scientists applauded, saying that this was really good news. You know, the equipment they had installed now could barely be used in the desert, and its efficiency was only about 6%, which was already the highest at the time.

Now I suddenly see that it has reached 17% in just a short time, so I am naturally very happy.

This shows that our comrades outside are also working very hard.

"17%, that's great, this can even be used on satellites, right? Hahaha." Some people were very happy, but what they didn't expect was that this would not be used on satellites, there were better ones.

“I hope it can be shipped here and installed quickly, so that when there is a problem with the power supply, more research work can be done.”

Don't even think about using this little bit of electricity for production, but it is definitely suitable for research.
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In the eastern section of Weinan, the dirty Third Brigade, which we had been eyeing for a long time and were preparing to knock out first, finally welcomed reinforcements in a somewhat uneasy atmosphere.

No matter how tough their upper echelons talk, the ordinary soldiers and front-line personnel below always feel that the atmosphere is not right. After all, only the feet know whether their shoes are cramped or not.

There were no reinforcements, and even fewer supplies and resupply, which made the entire brigade filled with an atmosphere of frustration from top to bottom. After all, being tough with words is not as good as having strong fists.

But this batch of reinforcements looks a little strange.

The total number is a little more than one battalion, and the fact that it is not a complete organization is already a sign of a problem. Moreover, almost half of the people are being supported, carried, lame, or wrapped up.

The morale of the reinforcements was even lower than that of Zang San, who had been stationed here for a long time.

This battalion was the half of the brigade that was separated by the bridge and then ploughed by the pineapple cluster bomb. Compared with the people who were originally here, they looked more like the ones who needed rescue.

"Oh my God, what did they go through?" Zang San, who was watching, whispered to each other, but there was no trace of excitement about the arrival of reinforcements in his words.

Being injured is actually not a big deal. There will always be some wounded soldiers in an army that has experienced battles. However, it is very troublesome if their mental state is extremely depressed and fearful.

These refugee-like "reinforcements" were moving in one after another, and their deputy brigade commander had already arrived at the Zangsan Command Post in the eastern section of Weinan in one of the few remaining jeeps.

"How many of you are here? Where is your brigade commander?" Seeing him, the brigade commander of another brigade, Zang San, who was originally here, was first happy, and then shocked.

"381 men, but about half are wounded. The brigade commander was blocked on the other side of the river by the Dongda people after their bridge was blown off."

In fact, the number of wounded was higher at the beginning, but many died along the way during the march, and some even...

"Half of the wounded? That is to say, not only may the people you bring not be enough to take care of them, but they will also take up my original personnel? Is that what you mean? And we have to endure the huge blow to morale caused by all kinds of strange noises they make due to pain?" The brigade commander who was originally stationed here was immediately furious. You are not reinforcements, but a bunch of ghosts who are here to take my life.

"No, no, no. We just need to find a place to settle the wounded. They are blessed by God and are not that fragile. They don't need too much care. And the good news is that most of these wounded are only slightly injured. They won't be in the situation you described. They can even fight!"

As for where most of the seriously injured went, the two of them tacitly did not bring up this issue.

The arrival of this unit had an immediate and very "good" effect. Among Zang San's troops in the eastern section of Weinan, the legend of Dongda's "devil bomb" quickly spread.

"That's a real devil, invisible at all, that suddenly appears over our heads."

"Those small bombs were like rain. Unless you were in the fortifications, there was nowhere to hide. You could only pray for the protection of the wet river and hope that your luck would be better."

"Evidence? We are the evidence. Let me tell you quietly, we have many more seriously injured than you see."

"You ask where they are? Trust me, you don't want to know."

These rumors had only been circulating in the army for one night and had already made the army tremble with fear.

Facts have proved that if you believe in God, God will not only close the door, but also will not open the window for you, but will directly lift the roof for you, so that you can neither escape nor have to face the wind, sun and rain. At 8 o'clock in the morning of the second day when the defeated army arrived at the defense zone of the Weinan East Line Brigade, with the order of the Weinan East Line Joint Land and Air Command, the attack like a storm began.

"Kunpeng 04, 05, 06 have completed bombing and are returning."

As the days approached the winter solstice, the time to launch the attack also changed. Now that we had superior firepower, we didn't want to launch an attack at night. After all, although the firepower was strong, night vision equipment was not yet popular. The only Tu-4 and laser-guided pods in the sky could barely see the battlefield clearly at night, which made it inconvenient to command comrades on the ground to penetrate and attack.

The process looked similar to the process of annihilating the Weinan West Front Brigade more than ten days ago. The only difference was that this time the attack was not started by artillery, but by TV-guided bombs and pineapple cluster bombs dropped in advance by the Tu-16 that arrived from Lancheng Airport.

These bombs directly destroyed the enemy's headquarters and artillery groups that had conducted pre-war reconnaissance, leaving little behind.

These two are not very good at attacking bunkers. One has a very low cost-effectiveness ratio, and the other may not be able to break the defense.

Television-guided bombs are perfect for bombing hard targets like semi-underground command posts.

Zang San is not stupid. Ever since the Weinan West Line Brigade was taught a lesson by artillery fire, a small number of enemies who escaped brought back some battle information, one of which was: Dongda’s artillery is very powerful!

Therefore, they upgraded their brigade command post into a semi-underground command post with solid protection as quickly as possible. In terms of saving his life, San'er was still willing to spend the money.

The semi-underground sturdy command post, coupled with its distance from the front line, seemed to Zang San to be at least not too dangerous.

Man proposes, God disposes. Since the first phase post-war summary meeting, we have been free to use the air force and have been bolder in its use and invested more.

Reconnaissance, attack, bombing, the Air Force has been assigned more tasks. Although the Air Force is not the only one that can conquer the world, its role is much more important.

As a result, as soon as the battle started, all the dirty three command posts that had been identified before the action were hit by gliding TV-guided bombs.

Brigade Commander Zang San and related command personnel, who had been huddled in the most solid brigade command post for both eating and sleeping, became completely useless after three loud noises at eight o'clock in the morning. The post collapsed into ruins, and the people inside had no choice but to leave their fate to fate.

I don’t know whether they had the first cup of Assam milk tea in autumn, but they enjoyed the first bomb of winter.

The TV-guided bomb is not a bunker buster, but weighing one ton, it is more than enough to deal with a semi-underground command post like Zang San's. Not to mention that for insurance purposes, we launched three bombs at their brigade command post at once.

This caused Zang San's brigade of more than 4000 people in the eastern section of Weinan to lose command at the very beginning of the war.

This is much faster than the first phase which relied on mobile warfare to encircle the enemy brigade headquarters. Although it is hard to say how high Zang San's command level is, at least some command is better than no command.

As for artillery positions, which were extremely obvious targets from the sky, they were marked completely and clearly.

General Zang San placed his artillery a little far back, which meant our rocket launchers couldn't reach them at all, but that wasn't a problem.

Several long-range dispensers flew over the artillery positions and scattered pieces of pineapple bombs.

Zang San, who had never suffered any loss from modern attacks, arranged the artillery positions of his own artillery regiment in a very proper manner.

But the cruel reality will slowly teach them that from now on, regular artillery will gradually change the habit of setting up preset positions, at least when fighting with us.

Pieces of pineapple bombs exploded everywhere over the enemy's artillery positions. The piled up ammunition, the artillerymen on duty, and the cannons that had not yet been removed from their gun covers were all blown up and knocked down by the steel ball fragments.

Some cannons that appeared to have not been destroyed also had many small holes on their bodies caused by tungsten steel balls. Even if one was lucky enough that the barrel was not pierced, I believe no one would dare to continue using this thing.

Oh, no one will use it. Most of the enemy's artillerymen were killed or wounded and have completely lost their combat effectiveness. Tents are useless in the face of cluster bombs.

As soon as the fight started, the enemy lost the two most important things: brains and fists.

The brain is the brigade headquarters and some battalion headquarters, and the fists are these cannons full of holes.

——Modern warfare is an artillery battle.

At about the same time, our two 107 rocket artillery battalions also began to show their power. 36 rocket launchers began to "whiz, whiz, whiz" spitting flames at the enemy's front line and shallow deep positions. I couldn't reach the command post and artillery positions at the back, but it was just right to attack these places.

The light infantry, wearing helmets, bulletproof vests and carrying weapons, quickly began to infiltrate.

(End of this chapter)