bookrandom Chapter 392 It turns out we are so strong!
Chapter 392 It turns out we are so strong!
On September 18, early in the morning, Zhang Chi, who had returned to Myitkyina, went to the Army General Headquarters Combat Command Center outside the city.
"How was the progress of the 11th Mechanized Brigade yesterday?" Zhang Chi, who only had time to drink a cup of milk coffee that morning, stepped over the threshold and asked directly.
Chief of the General Staff Tan Zhijie smiled and patted the map. "The fastest brigade reconnaissance battalion has already traveled over 100 kilometers in a single day. We expect to reach the northern shore of the Johor Strait on the evening of the 20th or the early morning of the 21st."
"So fast?" Zhang Chi was a little surprised. He hadn't expected his men to be so capable after fully unleashing their initiative. "Can the logistics keep up with such a fast pace?"
"It's you..." Tan Zhijie whispered, "They're all trying to be the next Li Mingcheng. A 33-year-old major general, who wouldn't be jealous?"
"But Brigade Commander Chen isn't reckless. His main force is still advancing at the planned average speed of 60 kilometers per day." Tan Zhijie noticed Zhang Chi frowning and hurriedly explained, "At this speed, we'll be able to reach the Johor Strait on the 23rd and not lose touch with the 3rd Infantry Division following behind."
"That's about right." Zhang Chi felt relieved. Hans's armored forces had completed the deep penetration from Sedan to the Dunkirk coastline in 10 days, with an average daily advance of 50-60 kilometers. He estimated that this speed was relatively appropriate. If it was faster, the tanks would have lost parts.
The success of the Kuala Lumpur landing made a good start for the Lion City Campaign. It would have been a disastrous outcome if the 11th Mechanized Brigade had ruined this huge strategic advantage due to its greed for merit and reckless advance.
"Send a telegram to Brigade Commander Chen Haozheng, telling him not to act recklessly. Everything must follow headquarters' plan. I won't bother with his sneaky reconnaissance battalion this time..."
"Okay, Old Tan, come with me. I'll give you a surprise. And you guys, come together." Zhang Chi pointed to a few more staff officers and hurriedly opened the general command center.
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There were seven or eight jeeps, with several gray cars sandwiched in front and behind, and trucks full of escort soldiers in front and behind. The convoy wound its way along the mountain road and drove into the Radio Institute No. 6 base in the mountains one by one.
After the convoy stopped, a group of soldiers filed out. They were wearing the army's green lapel uniforms, the navy's double-breasted white uniforms, and the air force's handsome felt hats and leather boots. It turned out that they were generals from the army, navy, and air force all gathered together.
Every officer who walked into the hall had shining epaulettes, and the lowest one held the rank of colonel. Walking in front of them was naturally Zhang Chi, the commander-in-chief.
The hall was originally very spacious, but with so many people pouring in at once, it was naturally packed. The laboratory technicians stood hunched over on both sides. Although it was a bit inconvenient, no one dared to complain.
In the center of the crowd, an old man came forward. He was wearing a white lab coat and a metal nameplate of the Radio Institute No. 6 on his chest. He was the person in charge here - Director Qian.
"Commanders, generals, thank you all for taking the time to visit us," Director Qian said solemnly. "Today we will be showcasing the Fubo-3 radar jammer, the latest achievement of my two-month research project."
All the generals nodded. Deputy Commander Du Xiang, representing the navy, even muttered, "The Fubo-2 was quite effective before, but this third generation should be even more impressive."
Zhang Chi was standing in the middle of the crowd at this time and said directly, "Alright, Director Qian, stop keeping us in suspense and let us open our eyes!"
Director Qian waved his hand, and a young engineer behind him hurriedly pushed a huge display board forward.
"Please look, this is the Fubo-3 radar jammer. Small-batch production has already begun, and its compatible platforms include our military's current B-17 heavy bomber, PB4Y maritime patrol aircraft, and other large four-engine platforms. Its basic principle is to receive enemy radar signals, amplify them, and actively reflect them back, creating a large number of false targets, thereby disrupting the enemy radar's reception of the echo."
"The Fubo-3 model on display this time has undergone a number of upgrades specifically tailored to the most advanced radar available today..."
Facing many senior generals, Director Qian spoke eloquently, saying that the interference and anti-interference of radar was like a story between a spear and a shield.
Zhang Chi nodded after hearing this. In the previous landing operation, the destroyer, which was later identified as the Xuefeng, failed to detect the approaching Anmin Army fleet in advance through radar in the dark night. This was due to the Fubo-2.
Director Qian said this, pointing to the green cathode ray display on the side.
"Everyone, now let's demonstrate the first round of experiments. The target is the first-generation SG surface-to-air search radar equipped on the Brooklyn-class light cruiser provided by the Navy. It has now been fully installed on the base test platform."
This SG-type radar was naturally replaced by the Helena light cruiser that Zhang Chi purchased from the system.
At the same time, several target aircraft and a modified PB4Y electronic warfare aircraft slowly took off and circled over the mountainous area west of the base. The SG radar screen in the hall began to become active. Initially, the display was stable, and the echoes of multiple aircraft could be seen intuitively. A moment later, the jammer started up, and the radar screen was suddenly in chaos.
The entire screen was dotted with snowflakes, and hundreds of false targets were crawling all over the screen like ants.
"It's over, it's over, this radar is completely useless!" A staff officer in a naval colonel uniform exclaimed.
"Initiate anti-interference measures now," Director Qian signaled to the operator, "Try switching frequencies, increasing power..."
The two technicians worked in perfect harmony, constantly flipping switches below the screen and fine-tuning the voltage, trying to use high power to "burn through" the other party's interference.
However, the display still cannot be restored.
"Everyone, the SG radar failed in this confrontation," Director Qian announced decisively. "Our Fubo-3 radar can monitor the enemy's frequency band changes in real time and perform adaptive echo jamming."
The generals around looked at each other, and after a moment, they burst into low cheers.
Everyone knows that the Japanese electronic technology is poor, so being able to interfere with their radar is not surprising.
A set of equipment that can even interfere with the SG radar of the White Eagle, the most powerful country at present, naturally significantly improved everyone's morale and self-confidence.
It turns out we are so strong!
"This is incredible!" A major general pounded his fist. "If this equipment were fully deployed, wouldn't the White Eagles' radars be rendered useless? Then, anywhere in the world, our army would be able to go."
Another naval captain chimed in, "Those White Eagle instructors brag all day about how accurate their ships' radar-assisted artillery fire is. With the Fubo-3, even the White Eagles have to use blindfolds in night battles. Radar can't see where the shells land. They're going to have to go back to using optical equipment!"