Chapter 0725: The place of decisive battle, the trapped beast Guam, the war
MacArthur and Bullen understood that they wanted to fight, so they quickly prepared to turn around and clear the way to their positions to prepare for the battle.
"Hey! That foreign devil, just wait a moment!"
Old Tang, who had been in a state of limbo, gave a rare cry at this time, still using broken English.
Blair turned his head and asked politely:
"Mr. Tang, what's the matter?"
Old Tang frowned and thought for a moment before saying:
"Are you planning to go back to the southern mountains and design all the remaining more than a thousand surface-to-ship and surface-to-air missiles to be launched into Zhuyuan?
Then when the opponent comes within range of Guam, launch a strike? Knock out most of the fleet and bomber formation?"
Blair said with a smile:
"Yes, this is the most common method of warfare and what we need most right now! If we wait for the soldiers on the landing ship to land, we will definitely die."
Looking at the calm-looking old Tang, Blair added something strangely:
"Do you have any better tactics?"
Old Tang, who had a serious face, turned back and glanced in the direction of the bunker, then moved his eyes to look at No. 3. His serious expression instantly disappeared, and he said with a playful smile:
"There is a way, it just depends on whether you dare to follow me..."
The people standing aside and discussing heard the conversation between Blair and Old Tang and looked over at the same time!
Zheng Weida's eyes were full of curiosity and he smiled and said:
"The captain said that you, Old Tang, are also a crooked genius. Do you have any ideas? Can you tell me?"
Old Tang grinned, waved his mahogany sword, tied the hem of his white coat around his waist, drew on the ground with the sword and said:
"You see, what I drew is a map of Guam. It is divided into four directions, and each place has some of our people.
You said, if you were a general, where would you attack Guam first?"
Blair pursed his lips in disdain, pointed at the map and said:
"You don't have to think about it. The first thing to be attacked must be the southern mountains. That is the Guam land-based missile base, and all the missiles are here.
The south faces a great threat to the fleet and bombers. As long as the base is destroyed, everything becomes simple..."
Old Tang nodded and said:
"According to conventional thinking, those missiles of five to six tons, or even more than ten tons, cannot move, right?"
Blair nodded, confirming what Old Tang said.
"But, I have a crooked idea! I suggest that all the land-based missiles in southern Guam be transferred and just leave some confusing fake stuff."
Old Tang frowned and added cautiously again:
"Not only the missiles, but also all the soldiers must be relocated."
Blair and Zheng Weida stared at Old Tang as if they were idiots. At this time, Hoda, who had long been unable to hold back, said angrily:
"You're talking about getting everyone into that collapsed underground base, right?
Don’t forget, there’s a dead end there, and once we get in, we’ll be at the mercy of others, and there won’t even be any room to turn around.”
Hoda's words were recognized by most people, but a trace of surprise flashed in one person's eyes and he looked at Old Tang quietly.
Old Tang shook his head helplessly, pretending to be silent and looking up to the sky:
"Could it be that if Guam is surrounded, it can be turned around?"
"No! Hiding in a bunker is the same as staying in other places on Guam. There is no room for turning around.
Does Old Tang have another place? The labor and management are warning you not to make any decisions about the newly assembled equipment on Baofeng..."
The old driver looked at Old Tang and suddenly grinned.
Luo Gang took a step forward, glanced at the old driver, then looked at Old Tang, nodded and said:
"I listen to you, tell me! What should I do?"
Number 3, who had been silent, raised his head slightly, smiled sweetly and said:
"Since Liu Shiba is not here, I suggest that we let Old Tang take charge of this defensive battle."
No. 3 expressed support for Lao Tang, which carries a lot of weight!
In fact, they were also confused. Is this No. 3 a human or a machine?
Did Liu Shiba eat Roujiamo?
Whether Liu Shiba, who was among the roujiamo, had any fractures, is a gossip story worthy of scrutiny.
Everyone in the world knows that women gossip!
In fact, men are more powerful gossipers than women...
Because of women’s gossip, they just want to express their extraordinary communication skills...
But in the world of men's gossip, murderous intent is hidden at every step...
Feng Qingwu, Cuihua, Chen Haowen, Chen Hongzhi, Hoda, and MacArthur saw No. 3, Old Driver, and Luo Gang agreeing with Old Tang's suggestion, so they simply nodded together.
Old Tang smiled proudly and said:
"First let Zhang Guanglie's grandson take the fighter jets and pilots back to the Storm Battleship to rest.
Each of them is a treasure, and it is up to them to turn the tide of the war in the end."
Then, Old Tang looked at Blair and said mysteriously:
"There are tens of thousands of people on Guam. Let me ask you, Blair, where are your poops hidden?
According to my understanding, it is impossible for you to dump your feces into the ocean, and you do not know how to farm, nor do you know how to poop anywhere. It is unrealistic to squat down and dig a hole at a time.
Everything you talk about depends on supply ships, and supply ships will not bring tens of thousands of tons of shit back to the United States..."
Old Tang picked up the mahogany sword and made some gestures. He looked at Blair with a hint of excitement and said in surprise:
"Based on the calculation of three kilograms of excrement per person per day, there are 30,000 kilograms in one day, 300,000 kilograms in ten days, and one million kilograms in a month...
Come on! Blair, tell me where you hide all those wet and dry things?"
Blair's face was twisted, and he shrugged with an exaggerated expression unique to white people:
"Mister Tang, you are crazy..."
Old Tang mysteriously patted Blair on the shoulder and affirmed:
"I'm not crazy! Now, take your soldiers who are hiding and waiting to be bombed, dig out those stinky things, and spread them evenly over the entire bay in the west of Guam..."
Looking at Blair, who was staggering away with a slightly chaotic pace, even No. 3 started to gossip and said curiously:
"What do you mean?"
Old Tang said "Ahem!" twice, raised his hand to adjust the hat that looked like a Taoist crown on his head, and said proudly:
"There is not much vegetation on Guam. On the first day we landed on the island, we discovered that the military camps and local indigenous people used neither firewood nor natural gas transported by supply ships for cooking.
Then there is only one explanation, there is a methane digester in Guam, a huge methane digester."
Cuihua blushed and cursed:
"It's not serious. Those yellow and white things are so filthy! If you turn them out and explode them or use them as fuel, it would be more reliable, but what's the use of spreading them on the west beach? The stench is overwhelming..."
When Cuihua said this, several people felt sorry for him, and they understood Old Tang's bad idea...
Old Tang's idea is actually a deception...
It looks like a vast expanse of white, the most beautiful western bay of Guam, with seemingly fine and soft sand, dozens of coconut trees, and dozens of chaotic barbed wire fences...
In the end, the western bay and beach of Guam will become the place for the final decisive battle...
Old Tang looked at Guam quietly and said softly:
"As for those missiles, let's not use any of them first! Let them think that we don't have a single missile. They were all destroyed in the last air strike...
