The most direct impact of technological progress on the battlefield must be a change in values.

In fact, this sentence is also common to the whole society, and technological progress will inevitably bring about comprehensive changes in distance, time, information, morality, ideology, and thinking patterns.

There is a huge gap between the people who spent months or even years contacting people from afar with letters, and those who can get in touch with hundreds or thousands of kilometers away with a single phone call, both in terms of communication methods and choice of words. It is true that the development of communication technology has not made the letter itself disappear, on the contrary, the letter will continue to exist in other forms, and will become more suitable for the era of high-speed communication and gain value, people no longer need to write, only need to move their fingers to write short and clear letters to send to distant places. But the values, language, and morals of the "letter-only era" have quietly deteriorated without anyone noticing, and the "letter-only epistles" no longer exist.

This is the case in mass society, but what about the battlefield where technology is massively applied and obsolete?

There is no doubt that technological progress has changed the shape of the battlefield, changed people's perception of life, and at the same time changed people's vision.

That kind of magic-like technology will distinguish the "advanced" from the "backward" on the battlefield in a very clear form.

"Russell! Jean, are you still alive, if you are alive, say yes!"

"Not dead yet, chief!"

"Boss, there are four Iron Kings over there in the 'Skull Land'!"

"Damn, it's like this every time, pick the worst time!"

The resentful Captain Picar slammed his fist against the wall, and the already dilapidated beams of the house let out a dying moan, and a few wisps of ash fell, adding a little embarrassment to the tired and depressed soldiers.

The soldiers of the 5th Hussar Division were now anxious and helpless, they were full of anger but had nowhere to vent, and now it was a highly dangerous thing to even poke their heads out of the window to greet those flying mongrels, and several guys who had been carried away by anger had only time to utter a few words of national scolding before they were shot in the head or beaten into a sieve. The combat units of the Defence Force, both in the sky and on the ground, seem to have extraordinarily sensitive nerves and hearings, and anyone who speaks ill of them cannot escape those hateful pointed ears.

This alone is already extremely tricky, and if you add an extraordinary "sense of smell", the situation will directly escalate to "despair".

The surviving soldiers of the 5th Hussar Division were already vaguely aware of their position, course of action, and tactical deployment, which seemed to be in the hands of the other side. No matter how they shifted their positions, bullets and shells of all calibers followed them closely, and they would choose the worst time to take their lives.

"Hell, how do they know where we are!!"

Sergeant Russell clutched his head, his blood-colored vision full of flying fragments and tracer bullets, and the beautiful military hat he once cherished had been taken away by a 55mm stray bullet, which by the way left a memorial on his head, and still bleeds more.

"Don't go near the window! The flying bastards will spot us! Move in the shadows as much as you can!"

"Understood, sir!"

As the three cavalrymen cautiously moved slowly in the shadows of the wall, soldiers in an armored vehicle 200 meters away were listening to their conversation with directional collectors.

"-6, confirm that C-20 found the target. ”

"The ground forces called, the C-20 confirmed the enemy, Angel Heinrich 15 (.15), permission to attack. ”

Angel Heinrich 15 received. ”

After a few messages were exchanged quickly with the radio waves, a dense rain of bullets swept across the second floor of a building, and the three cavalrymen hiding there became a pile of broken corpses.

"Angel Heinrich 4, confirm that 12-F has spotted enemy infantry. ”

"Angel Heinrich 7, identified 4-E as an enemy observation post. ”

"Received, T-321, 12-F and 4-E confirmed as attackable targets, intelligence accuracy +15. ”

"T-321 received. ”

The roar of 88mm tank guns tore through the battlefield, machine guns repeatedly whipped those vulnerable hiding places with the light whip of tracer bullets, and observation posts and anti-tank teams lurking in buildings became tiger-like achievements. Some of the soldiers, unable to withstand the pressure of the shelling, rushed out of the building where they were hiding and tried to launch a desperate assault, but before they could take a few steps out of the house, they were killed by Panzergrenadiers, and the incendiary bottles that had been lit in their hands fell to the ground and shattered along with the brave ones, and the campfires and smoke showed the way to Valhalla for the brave souls

The same scene played out everywhere in Libramon, and in just 40 minutes, the 5th Hussar Division had lost more than seventy percent of its casualties, and the contacts and formations were completely dispersed, and those who survived could only hold on to their strongholds, waiting for death to come and harvest their lives.

The situation that will evolve into this situation is all due to the core part of the Blitzkrieg of the Defense Forces - informatization.

It's not a blitzkrieg with mechanized troops.

Nor is it a blitzkrieg to quickly break through the enemy's defense line and implement a strategic breakthrough and encirclement.

Those are just faint reflections of the real core. Without the advancement of long-distance communication technology, there is no establishment of a channel for the rapid transmission of information that makes full use of it, and a system and device that can use this information reasonably and quickly. Even if there were powerful chariots and torrents of motor vehicles, it was only merely the replacement of mounts for medieval cavalry and mounted infantry. It is simply impossible to achieve the strategic objectives set by the defense forces, and it is only possible to achieve some tactical and good-looking results.

However, with the advent of long-range communication technology, its popularization and rationalization of its structure, combat effectiveness will not be as simple as one plus one.

After the integration of operational functions such as target detection, tracking and identification, command and control, firepower strike, battlefield protection, combat mobility, and damage assessment, the combat capability generated by the integration and networking of various combat units and various units such as land, navy, air force, and electrical forces -- this is unimaginable for the armed forces in the era when the means of communication and the awareness of information utilization are still stuck in the era of manpower transmission of intelligence.

How orders are issued, how they are delivered, how they are relayed, how they are prioritized, call sign codes, password levels, key changes, and the powers given to them at the front line – this vast and complex network system is arguably the real core of Blitzkrieg.

With only theoretical knowledge in military schools and experience that I have figured out, even if we have a rough idea of what armored combat is all about, how can it be possible to compete with this entire meticulous system by relying solely on an intelligence/command network that still relies on manpower to transmit information and a group of anti-armor infantry who are sharpening their guns on the spot?

Colonel Lazareth made the siege of Libramon premised on the annihilation of the army, and he and his men fulfilled their oath in a pre-war mobilization speech that he and his men had perfected.

An hour after the battle began, the gunfire stopped, and the Black Eagle flag of the defenders was hoisted in the almost ruined Libramont, and the defenders were all killed, not a single one surrendered, and not one fled.