Mage Veigar

Chapter 160 Decentralization
A dark and damp air-raid shelter.

Even though Vega had gone down to prepare a tactical report, Foster was still sitting in his office, watching the images in the video crystal over and over again.

This video shows the entire process of Vega commanding urban guerrilla warfare.

As an excellent commander, he is not one of those middle-level officers who stick to the rules and only know how to mechanically apply tactics. Therefore, his vision is naturally unmatched by Wolfe and his ilk.

Just hearing the 16-word theory made him realize the horror of this tactic.

But when he actually saw the actual combat footage, he realized that theory was just the tip of the iceberg. It turned out that there were so many tricks in actual operation, such as occupying the commanding heights, using long-range weapons, and the usefulness of professional teams.

Lure the enemy deep into our territory and attack them in groups.

Foster saw the essence of Vega's combat from the video, so he put himself in the camp of the Kingdom Army, trying to find the loopholes in this tactic, because in war, one must not only know the enemy but also know oneself, so that contingency plans can be formulated according to possible situations.

But the outcome was beyond Foster's expectations.

Because he sadly discovered that even if he were to command the kingdom's army, the final result would still be to abandon the blockade and gather the troops together to prevent the enemy's continuous harassment and attacks.

Isn't this the truth? Is it worth making a fuss about?

Of course it’s worth it!

As an excellent commander, what he should be able to do is to defeat the strong with the weak and the many with the few. However, in the face of Vega's tactics, Foster found that despite all his advantages, he still couldn't escape failure.

Doesn't this mean...

That 12-year-old child was so much better than him, a senior general who had been in the army for half his life, in tactical thinking and command ability?

My self-confidence collapsed at this moment.

Foster even began to doubt himself, whether he was suitable to continue commanding the army, or whether a new era had arrived and he was no longer suitable for modern and ever-changing warfare.

The United Kingdom's lightning-fast operation went like this...

The same thing happened to Lieutenant Vega's nightmare guerrilla warfare...

The more he thought about it, the more crazy he became. Beads of cold sweat rolled down Foster's forehead, and his face became paler and paler.

"Commander, are you alright?"

The adjutant hurriedly took out a few pills from the drawer and helped Foster take them. After 5 minutes, Foster's face finally regained a trace of color. The stimulation just now almost made him unable to breathe.

This is also a matter of course.

Foster is neither a professional nor a magician, but just an ordinary person. The only thing he is proud of is his command ability. If he cannot even match others in command ability, it will be enough to make his faith collapse instantly.

Take a deep breath.

Foster took out a letter from the drawer and said to his adjutant, "Halman, give this letter to Lieutenant Vega and tell him that the next battle will be commanded by him personally and the entire army will cooperate with his battle plan. However, I have only one request. I need to regain control of all air-raid shelters in the shortest possible time."

"Commander-in-Chief, you are not kidding..."

Adjutant Harman stared at Foster with wide eyes. The remaining 3000 lives of the Third Army, including his own life and the commander-in-chief, were all to be entrusted to an underage child!
This is just child's play, right?

Who would be willing to entrust their life to a kid who had gained some military merit by luck?

Although he was shocked beyond words, he could not disobey the commander-in-chief's order. Seeing that Commander-in-Chief Foster did not answer, Harman could only do as he was told. ————

knock knock knock.

After a knock on the door, Vega received a letter from the gloomy adjutant Harman, and also heard the order from the commander-in-chief from him.

The command is simple.

The command of the entire army was transferred to him. From today on, even the generals of the General Staff had to cooperate with him, but he was required to use these less than 3000 troops to take control of all the air-raid shelters.

You know, there are as many as 100 air-raid shelters in the city.

More than 500 million civilians in the city are detained in the air-raid shelters, but a small number of royal troops are responsible for guarding and providing food. It is easy to kill less than 100 ordinary soldiers of the royal army, and it is also easy to take back control of a single air-raid shelter, but there are not enough people to garrison the air-raid shelters. Isn't this order simply asking too much?

and many more!

A flash of inspiration came to Vega's mind, and he seemed to understand Foster's intention.

He smiled at Harman and said, "Thank you for your hard work, Major. Please tell the commander-in-chief that I will fulfill my mission and take back control of the air-raid shelter and teach the Kingdom Army a profound lesson."

"Your Excellency, please take care of yourself."

Harman didn't believe Vega's big talk at all. He snorted and left.

Vega didn't care. He closed the door and opened the letter Foster sent him.

"This is……"

Vega's eyes widened. He realized that this letter was not strictly speaking for him, but a letter of recommendation from the Imperial Central Military Academy. With this letter, Vega could go to the Central Military Academy for further studies at any time.

In an instant, Vega understood Foster's intention.

This was Foster's act of showing his sincerity to him. As long as he had this letter of recommendation, even if the war failed, or even if Foster unfortunately died in the war, as long as he could escape, he could still enter the Central Military Academy with this letter of recommendation.

This letter of recommendation is equivalent to fulfilling a promise.

Vega put away the recommendation letter with satisfaction. It seemed that in Foster's eyes, he had been upgraded to an important chess piece that could not be easily abandoned. From now on, it would be up to him to command the troops and gain more experience.

For the first time, a smooth life seemed so close to him.

So that night, the excited Vega worked all night to formulate tactics, preparing to use guerrilla tactics to recapture more than 100 air-raid shelters in Kareni. Although this mission goal seemed unrealistic, it was not impossible to do with human power.

When dawn comes.

Vega put on his military uniform, put on the shoulder straps of his captain's rank, and opened the door.

The blazing torches illuminated the underground air-raid shelter. Vega stood on the high platform in the center, looking down at the remaining 3000 soldiers of the Third Army, a professional battalion of more than 100 people, and the last mage squadron, and began the pre-war mobilization meeting.

In addition to the 3000 soldiers, the meeting was attended by several generals from the General Staff, as well as middle and upper-level officers whose positions and ranks were higher than his. Compared with these people, he was indeed a kid who had not even grown all his hair.

But Veigar had no fear or tension.

He stood on the platform with confidence, ignoring the sword-like gazes from below, because guerrilla tactics were his confidence.

(End of this chapter)