Ninth Special District

Summer island.

The meeting arrangers of the Zhou Family Headquarters have begun to arrange the venue and allocate the residences of the participating leaders. The brigade commander of the Guard Brigade has also begun to block the meeting area and exercise control over various traffic routes, airports and other places.

Headquarters small meeting room.

Zhou Xingli also brought a group of staff and generals to discuss how to quickly eliminate the Tengba army and how to block the support of the Gu Yan Corps to the four districts.

At the meeting, the generals of the Zhou family were in a tacit understanding, and they hardly mentioned Feng Ji's poison gas plan, but selectively ignored him and bypassed him.

In the evening, it was more than five o'clock.

After a break during the meeting, Zhou Xingli and others went to the restaurant to finish the meal.

"Commander in chief!"

At this moment, a headquarter officer ran to catch up with the large group and whispered to Zhou Xingli: "General Westbrook from the European Union has called and asked to talk to you!"

"Yeah." Zhou Xingli nodded, and said to the general at the front: "You guys go eat first, I'll answer the phone!"

About five minutes later, Zhou Xingli walked back to his office, reached out and picked up the microphone: "Hello, General Brook!"

"Zhou, we discussed temporarily and decided to set the meeting place in the main city of Baku." Westbrook said very directly: "Are you going to fly over? The meeting will be held tomorrow."

Zhou Xingli was stunned when he heard this: "Why did you temporarily change the meeting place?"

"The Battle of Drakken is perfect. We need to go to the forefront, the cruelest center of the battlefield, to look at the generals and soldiers who sacrificed for the overall situation, and give them the highest awards." Westbrook said with a smile: " This is also the honor your Zhou family won."

When Zhou Xingli heard this, his brain buzzed.

"Let’s see you in Baku, Commander Zhou!"

"...I know." Zhou Xingli gritted her steel teeth and was silent for a long time before replying.

"goodbye."

After speaking, the two ended the call.

After holding back for a long time, Zhou Xingli directly threw the microphone on the table, gritted his teeth and cursed: "Feng Ji, Feng Ji! There is you!"

The location of the meeting was temporarily changed. The reason would certainly not be what Westbrook said. It was for military commendations and forward position inspections. It must be Feng Ji and He Chong who made a difference and changed the meeting plan.

Zhou Xingli was so angry that he felt that he had been deliberately insulted by the lower and upper levels, because the other party's intention to make this call was only for notification, not for negotiation.

…

The fourth district, in the camp of Feng Ji Corps.

"Does this make Lao Zhou feel resentful?" Xue Huaili asked Feng Ji while sitting in a chair.

"Hate in your heart? Haha." Feng Ji sneered, then looked at everyone and said: "This meeting, he is going to kill me! Am I still afraid that he will hold hate?"

Everyone was silent.

"We passed him and directly proposed the gas bomb plan to the upper level of the European District. This is already poking his lung tube." Feng Ji took a sip of tea and said faintly: "Now the strategic goal for the Tengba army has been achieved. Then who should carry this cauldron of gas bombs? Ha ha, it is my old Feng! Let others do all the dirty work, and finally take advantage of it. Isn’t this the political wisdom of our Commander Zhou? I don’t really think that he is resolutely resisting the use of CS-2?! What kind of **** war bottom line, that is all in mandarin, he wants me to jump out and strongly advocate the use of this thing."

"I agree with this view." He Chong nodded.

"On the six-zone battlefield, the Freedom is counted as the logistics support regiment, which is 170,000 troops, plus more than 30,000 troops at the Xibe naval base in the Euro One district, plus one for both sides, which means more than 200,000 troops. "Feng Ji frowned and continued: "Looking at the three major zones, Qin Yu first mobilized 350,000 troops, and this is still the seven zone theater, and the Lu zone theater has no data on participating in the war at all! The difference in military strength between the two sides is such The military prospects of freedom are worrying. Not only do they have to defend against the corps in the three major regions, they also have to guard against advancing and constantly stabbing... This situation, as long as there is no problem with the brain, it can be seen, the future war The result is more inclined to that side."

"Right." Xue Huaili also nodded slowly: "The sixth zone can only passively defend, and there is no offensive capital."

"Yes, the current four-zone battlefield is the top priority." Feng Ji once again added: "Only the four-zone full victory, the six-zone freedom can hold and not defeat, then for the European zone, this war It’s only meaningful, so neither we nor Zhou Xingli can look at the problems in the four areas! Quickly clearing the Tengba army is the only way out, otherwise you wait for Gu Yan to come and form a stalemate, or the other party completely resists The situation...that is going to happen."

"...The reason is the same, but if we do this, we are completely stiff with Zhou Xingli."

"Don't worry about him!" Feng Ji directly waved his hand and replied, "Zhou Xingli's military expenditures and armament supplies are all from the first district of Europe. Instead of looking at his face and acting on his face, why not eat what he left? Do you directly connect with the upper level?!"

He Chong pondered for a while: "I agree with your idea. On this issue, our attitude is the same!"

Feng Ji turned to look at him, and said the final summary: "Only we can survive in a group."

…

after one day.

Beifengkou People’s Army Headquarters.

When Qin Yu was about to order the Staff Officer Wang to ask the Tengba army about the specific situation, the latter first said to him: "Meng Xi sent a report!"

"Bring it to me!" Qin Yu immediately got up and waved.

Counselor Wang handed over the report, and Qin Yu looked down.

"Commander, CS-2 is lethal to the Tengba army. The troops have been reduced by more than half, internal mutiny has occurred frequently, and a large number of soldiers have fled on their own. Our resource reserves and medical reserves cannot effectively reverse the situation or even control it. The Feng Family Corps, the He Family Corps, and the Red Turban Army blocked the Draken Mountains. The situation in the four districts may not be reversed. Please think twice about whether there is still Gu Yan. It is necessary for the Corps to reinforce the four districts."

Meng Xi's words are very straightforward and concise, with a few hundred words, already named the situation of the Tengba army.

After reading this report, Qin Yu frowned, and suddenly felt weak, helpless and helpless, sitting on the chair.

After the fall of Baer City, the battle situation of the six districts was already tilted towards the three districts. The corps were resting and advancing slowly. Qin Yu, who hadn't slept much for three days, had time to return. Rest at the north wind vent.

But he didn't expect... the loss of the Tengba Army could be so severe, and it has even reached the brink of destruction.

The sixth district has not yet won, and the fourth district has completely lost. Qin Yu's personal pressure has been pushed to the extreme. He looked down at the specific numbers attached to the report, and his brain was painful.

"Patter!"

A drop of blood fell on the report, and Qin Yu himself was completely unaware of it.

Staff Officer Wang looked at him and immediately stepped forward and said: "Commander in chief, you...your nose is bleeding!"

Qin Yu raised his head with red eyes, and did not hear what he said: "...what?"

"Hygien, where's the hygienist!" Staff Wang roared back.

At the same time, Lin Nianlei cared about her husband and came to Beifengkou.

…

That night, Zhou Xingli took a plane and flew to the four districts.