Ninth Special District

The old triangle area.

Xiang Zehao pointed to the map and said to Lin Xiao with a serious face: "Look at this distance, let’s use the old triangle as a springboard, and we can reach the destination in five hours at most. When the time comes, General Fu’s fleet only needs to on the sea…."

"report!"

While the two were discussing the plan, an officer in charge of communicating with the intelligence department stepped in and shouted at Xiang Zehao: "The Military Supervision Bureau has an urgent top-secret document, which has just been passed on."

"Take a look." Xiang Zehao stretched out his hand.

About two minutes later, Xiang Zehao and Lin Xiao read the information together, and their expressions became serious.

"Made!" Lin Xiao cursed with a bit of a burst of mentality: "This **** doesn't make trouble early, and doesn't make trouble late. It just happens to cause us trouble at this time."

"What do you think?" Xiang Zehao asked.

"...I don't think it is safe. This situation has exceeded our expectations." Lin Xiao said bluntly, "Or cancel the plan and wait?"

Xiang Zehao smashed his fists on the battle table, and after careful consideration for a while, he said: "Can't wait. Gu Yan Corps, Qi Lin Corps, and General Fu’s Navy...have already suffered heavy losses to wait for us. The weather problem is full of uncertainty. Sexually, now it’s hard to wait. If you spend some more time, how many people will die on the frontline?"

Lin Xiao thought carefully about what Xiang Zehao said: "...you are right, but the problem is..."

Xiang Zehao carefully observed the map, and after considering it for a while, he pointed to a point and said, "If it doesn't work, just click it. If you don't transfer, I just bite, you have to bite down here."

Lin Xiao followed the position of Xiang Zehao's finger, and after thinking about it for a long time, he said, "If this is the case, then I suggest starting from here..."

An hour later, in the smallest airport in the old triangle, Lin Xiao and Xiang Zehao got off with a large number of soldiers.

…

More than four o'clock in the morning.

The rest of the Feng Ji Corps arrived at the port in the Chinese area of ​​Xia Island. With the help of more than 800 soldiers from the European Region, a large number of wounded soldiers left the transport ship and returned to the Second Field Hospital.

After arriving, Feng Ji took the staff, officers, and generals around him. He didn't go to Zhou Xingli to ask for peace. Instead, he took people with him in a tacit understanding and went to the temporarily vacated building at the Second Battlefield Hospital.

Since it was early in the morning, the generals were exhausted when they arrived, so Feng Ji went into the building and went to his lounge, made two calls to the front line, asked about the situation of the garrison, and then lay in bed to rest.

at the same time.

Li Bokang called Zhou Xingli four times on the front line, but his assistants answered him, claiming that Zhou was having an important meeting and it was temporarily inconvenient to answer the phone.

This move made Li Bokang feel even more unsure. He waited patiently until the latter half of the night, and finally couldn't help but call Yan Hu.

"Hello, President Li?"

"Old Yan, were you present when the commander was in the meeting?" Li Bokang asked directly.

"Yeah!"

"What is being discussed?" Li Bokang asked very directly.

Yan Hu paused and replied in a low voice: "It's nothing, just analyze the current situation in the Republic. Everyone is very pessimistic. Some people think that the battle of Yemen...must be won, and some people have no confidence."

"That's it?" Li Bokang asked.

"Yes, that's all." After Yan Hu finished speaking, he deliberately asked: "General Staff, do you have... any concerns?"

Li Bokang paused for a while: "Feng Ji has gone back, do you know?"

"I know." Yan Hu nodded: "They seem to have arrived."

"I'm afraid the commander-in-chief... will have an overwhelming mentality. If you are by his side, if you find that he has ideas in this regard, we must persuade him. We must clearly know our position." Li Bokang spoke with Yan Hu.

"I know what you mean." Yan Hu nodded.

"Okay, let's do this first!"

"Okay, you are busy first, General Staff!"

After finishing speaking, Li Bokang hung up the phone, his eyes were a little deep, he could already clearly feel that Yan Hu was thinking away from him.

Why is this happening?

Because although Yan Hu was promoted by Li Bokang, Li Bokang failed to stand up at a critical moment when Yan Hujun was replaced by Feng Ji at Hongdan Airport, and was tough with Westbrook.

This move made Yan Hu feel unhappy. Although he also knew that sitting in Li Bokang's position would make things difficult, Yan Hu was still upset. Their army at Hongdan Airport lost more than 10,000 people, and Li Bokang eventually only asked him to withdraw his troops. This move was difficult to satisfy Yan Hu.

As for Li Bokang's own difficulties, Yan Hu has no way to experience it firsthand.

After the two talked over the phone, Li Bokang was still a little uneasy, but the frontline battlefield was still fighting hard, and it was difficult for him to walk away temporarily.

…

At Feng Ji's age, insomnia and dreaminess are the norm. After he returned to the lounge, he only slept for a total of about four hours before getting up habitually, and it was more than eight o'clock in the morning.

Feng Ji came to the restaurant. Just as he was about to eat, the communications officer next to him walked over with the microphone in person: "Commander, it's Zhou Xingli's call."

Since the contradiction between Zhou and Feng has deepened, the small officers around Lao Feng have begun to call Zhou Xingli’s name directly, and even chant the nickname "King of Kaisai" in private. How realistic is it.

Feng Ji was taken aback, slowly reached out his hand to answer the phone, and said with a smile on his face: "Hey, Mr. Zhou!"

"Old Feng, I heard that you were slightly injured on the battlefield. Does it matter?" Zhou Xingli also didn't face the contradiction in advance, but rather enthusiastically hesitated.

"Small injuries, don't get in the way."

"Since it doesn't get in the way, you can come to the headquarters this morning, and I have something to tell you." Zhou Xingli bluntly invited.

Feng Ji looked down at the dinner plate, and after a pause of about two seconds, he opened his mouth and replied: "Okay, it just so happens that I also have something to report to you."

"Okay, I'll wait for you." After that, Zhou Xingli hung up the phone directly.

Feng Ji instantly lost his appetite, put his chopsticks on the table, turned his head to look at his staff, and said, "He still can't help it."

"...Why don't you push it?" the staff officer asked.

"I just thought about shirking, but then I thought about it, if he really has an idea, then it's useless for me to shirk." Feng Ji replied succinctly: "We are on Xiadao, where else can you go? "

"Then what do you mean?"

"Fuck!" Feng Ji slowly got up: "I'll pass in a while, I will see what landmine array he has set for me."

"Then I will prepare?" The staff officer also stood up. UU reading www.uukanshu.cóm

Feng Ji looked at him with his back, and said: "Yan Hu of Dog Day is also on the island. Of course you have to prepare."

The staff officer nodded slowly.

…

In the morning, Xiadao was misty and visibility was extremely low.

A general dialed Li Bokang's number privately.

"Say!"

"The General Staff, just received the order, Commander Zhou wants us..." A general narrated to Li Bokang in a low voice.

North wind vent.

Sitting in the headquarters, Qin Yu turned to the guard officer and said, "Get me another cup of coffee."

"You can't drink anymore, commander-in-chief... you have already drunk four glasses." The guard officer persuaded.

Qin Yu let go of his palm and stood up, his palm was full of sweat. He was very nervous at the moment...