Chapter 308: The Isolated Army in the Foreign Land (2)

Death is the eternal main theme in war. The howling when you are shot, the crying when you are disabled is the background sound. As for words such as sacrifice and dedication, they are just some inconspicuous side notes.

Through Xiong Linquan's story, Xu Le learned about the departures in the war in recent years. What makes people feel even more cold is that this bloody battle in the southwest mining area, the more than 20 top seven team members of the NTTR unit of the 17th Division are still alive.

"Why are you transferred to ntr?" Xu Le spitted out the wet tobacco from his mouth and asked with a frown: "You have been promoted to lieutenant colonel, which at least shows that you have not violated military discipline in the past three years. You said that Lao Gu had fallen into the kitchen team, so there is no reason to let him join the death squad."

"The temporary transfer order of the General Staff before the war. The upper class suddenly remembered the seven old people, who were the seven groups of old people. With a command, they drove everyone into ntr. Here took Hua Xiaosi to the base for a trolla, but it didn't work. We all know that there must be something wrong with this matter."

Thinking of the Gray Harrier fighter jet in the sky during the day, Xiong Linquan's face looked ugly and continued to say in a deep voice: "But I never thought that just this was not enough, they actually wanted to kill us directly."

"Something must have been wrong in some links." Xu Le narrowed his eyes and looked at the crane that appeared and disappeared in the background of weak artillery fire. His voice was cold and said, "But no matter what the problem is, the federal military will transfer you into ntr, and this matter is unforgivable."

"If it is the highest military, then they don't need our forgiveness at all, because no one can do anything about them, including you, the leader. You are now an imperialist, not a federal hero, not a successor personally selected by the God of War, and the destined commander of the 17th Division."

After watching Xu Le remain silent for a moment, Xiong Linquan changed the subject lightly and said, "According to your request, I comforted the imperial captive. I promised him to enter the safe area and let him go."

After a slight pause, he laughed at himself: "But my empire is very bad, and I don't know if he understands it... Also, I remember who Paul is. You talked twice after you came back from the empire last time. Maybe he and that empire aunt are really good people, but when I think that that guy may have killed his comrades on the battlefield, I feel very unhappy."

Regarding the feelings of the upper-level federal military and the changes in the camp, it was very simple that Xiong Linquan began to report to Xu Le seriously about the information facing the troops and discuss what should be done next.

This is the real soldier. No matter what emergencies happen on the battlefield, even the ugliest, dirty, disgusting and shameless things, they can accept reality as quickly as possible, get used to reality, and then fight against reality until they finally defeat reality.

"According to the scheduled distance, in more than ten hours, we can reach the outermost edge of the Southwest War Zone, where there is no protection of overhead lead clouds and high-density electronic turbulence. The signal relay station outside the atmosphere, and federal military satellites can easily capture our whereabouts and then complete a fatal positioning attack. This is my biggest worry now."

Xu Le frowned and remained silent for a moment, saying, "If you stay in the Southwest War Zone, you may encounter troops that are far stronger than us anytime and anywhere, which is also dangerous. Let's go out first. If the brilliance of the charter is shining, I will find a way to deal with it."

In the minds of the Federalists, no one can fight against the glory of the Charter. Even in the empire's star field, Xiong Linquan did not have any shocking emotional reaction when he heard Xu Le's words.

After the storm, the burly man accepted the boss's return from his heart, so he naturally returned to his mood and firmly believed that the boss could do everything.

A cigarette was lit in the abandoned graphite mine, and a slight red light was faintly emitted. Xiong Linquan frowned, lifted up the dark blackout curtain and looked forward, surprisingly, without whispering, on the contrary, the left hand that lifted the curtain was a little stiff.

Xu Le looked into the tunnel through the gap. When the fire light illuminated the wall of the pit very shortly, he saw that the cigarette roll in Dongfang Yu's mouth on the stretcher was burning slowly. The white hair on the middle-aged officer's temples was entangled in one place, revealing the seriously broken ear.

"After being abandoned, deceived and hunted down, we, the people from the seven groups, have seen too many dark sides of the Federation before, so we can calm down, but Dongfang Yu is different. He has been following Du Shaoqing since he came out of the military academy, full of loyalty, and now he should be in a bad mood."

Xiong Linquan put down the thick blackout curtain and whispered to Xu Le: "You should still remember that his ears were cut by Lao Bai with a knife, and he was disabled, so he didn't listen to others. Moreover, he stayed in the abyss troops like NTTR for three years, and his mentality was inevitably a bit deformed. Don't care too much about his attitude during the day."

"I didn't expect you to speak for Dongfang. You know that I have never had any good feelings for these perverts from the Iron Seventh Division."

Xu Le frowned and looked at Xiong Linquan and said in a deep voice: "It is a natural price to pay for his ears being ruined by Lao Bai. I will not forget the good things he did on Huang Exing because of this. There are twin brothers in our seven groups. Jie Si died by the broken stream in 3320 that year. Jie Wen can be said to have died at the hands of this guy."

Xiong Linquan was silent for a long time, stroked the shallow thorn hair on his head, and said, "If you want to survive in a ghost place like the frontline and live in a normal state of mind, you must forget too many scenes of death. This time, the army died so many brothers in the Southwest War Zone. Monkeys and the others were so happy to see you still laughing. That's it."

He looked at Xu Le and said, "I don't want to defend Dongfang, but I just think this guy is really living a miserable life. We have been in Ntr for less than three months and are almost going crazy. He has been here for three years."

Xu Le moved his right foot gently, stepped on a stone slowly, and after a moment of silence, he said, "That's right, people always have to look forward."

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At 3:30 in the morning, before leaving the abandoned graphite mine camp, the lonely federal team held a pre-war meeting, and everyone was aware of the current dangerous situation, so the main purpose of this meeting was not to unify thinking or mobilize, but to simply discuss a result: where should everyone go.

The upper levels of the federal military want to destroy them for some reason, so now there is a sad and indignant fact that the area where the imperial troops have the advantage is safer for them, such as the federal soldiers.

But they cannot wander around the Imperially controlled area forever. In addition to the test of supplying ammunition, they may also be surrounded and annihilated by the Imperial forces at any time.

"The scene of fighting alone is very tragic and powerful, but tragic things always end in the end. It is better to avoid them."

Xu Le put down the canned military rations in his hand, handed them to the mountain cannons beside him, and looked at the people in the tunnel and said with a smile: "I suggest that I bypass the Pingliangshan area and get rid of the upper military tracking, and take the initiative and quickly move towards the federal ground forces. There is no conspiracy that allows more than one million federal troops on Mohuaxing to act together. As long as we are not shot dead on the spot, we will have the opportunity to explain the truth."

"The key is which ground force is trustworthy. If we just lean over and find that the ground force is Hu Lian's direct line and is chasing us everywhere, it is equivalent to sending the egg white meat to the orphan's mouth. Don't die too ugly."

The people in the tunnel took advantage of the dim light and stared at the electronic military map and began to seriously think about the direction of the breakthrough. They lurked in Feire City for two months, without any information in their hands, and had no idea how to choose.

"The war broke out in the southwest. The 11th Division rushed to the Beiguan area of ​​Pingliangshan. Based on the two months of urging troops, the division is now stationed here."

A cold but tired sound suddenly sounded in the quiet tunnel. On the stretcher in the corner, Dongfang Yu struggled to hold up half of his body, pointed to a corner of the map expressionlessly, and said, "We should move closer to that side immediately."

"Why?" someone asked.

"The 11th Division and the 3rd Division are the main forces attacking the Southwest War Zone and are the direct line of the division commander. Even if Hu Lian can command them, he will definitely not dare to order these two divisions to kill us. Besides, I have a good relationship with those two division commanders before."

Dongfang Yu explained coldly: "The main attack range of the Third Division is in the Northwest Basin, which is too far from us, so we have to choose to move closer to the Eleventh Division."

Shanpao looked at him and sneered, "Be more aware. Even if you had old friends with those two division commanders before, when did that happen? Now the other party is the commander of the Federal Main Division. You are just a poor guy who counts his days in the ntr army like us. Who still remembers you?"

Dongfang Yu's haggard cheeks suddenly turned red. He stared at Shan Cannon coldly and wanted to scold him, but for some reason he just shut his mouth and refused to speak again.

"I agree with Dongfang's opinion and move closer to the 11th Division as quickly as possible."

At this moment, beyond everyone's surprise, Xu Le expressed his approval. He looked at Dongfang Yu and said, "I am not optimistic about the friendship between you and the commander of the 11th Division. The key is that I believe that the troops and officers brought by Du Shaoqing will not be as fucked as you used to be."

Dongfang Yu frowned slightly and looked at him, and it was rare that he went back without saying anything sarcastic.

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Ping Liangshan is not very dangerous, but because all the highways were destroyed in the war, coupled with a sudden heavy fog, it suddenly seemed particularly rugged and difficult to move around.

However, this was definitely a good thing for them. With the cover of thick fog, the team quietly passed through two remaining imperial fire blockades and arrived in the evening outside a hidden valley on the northern foot of Pingliang Mountain.

Xiong Linquan slowly entered the telescope in his hand, looked at the fog in the valley, unable to hide the disappointed expression on his face, and said self-deprecatingly: "Where have these guys gone? Could it be that they were swallowed by this strange fog?"

They came to the garrison area of ​​the 11th Division in the deduction with hope. However, many days ago, the direct troops of Du Shaoqing had left the northern foot of Pingliang Mountain, and now they don’t know where they have gone.

Xu Le led several team members to the valley to find possible supplies left by the 11th Division. However, when they came back, except for a scrap communications station, even the standard-caliber bullets of the Federal Military could not pick up two.

Rest temporarily in a gloomy cave, disappointment and fatigue made the team members feel unintentional. Only Xiong Linquan and Dongfang Yu noticed that Xu Le kept fiddling with the scrapped communication station at the entrance of the cave.

"It can take half an hour for electronically blocked pseudo-overflow codes. The self-activated chip releases information fragments of the 11th Division. Don't worry about the base discovering our existence. This is a good opportunity. At least you can listen to what crimes the federal troops have now put on us."

An ntr soldier looked at the communication station that Xu Le carried in, stared at the two bullet holes with exposed metal wreckage on it, and said in surprise: "Can this thing be repaired?"

"At that time, our seven teams were always the ones with the least consumption. Why? Because what our leader is best at collecting rags and repairing rags."

Shanpao sat beside him, holding a cigarette in his mouth and laughed: "What's the point of a mere communication station? Just now, you were going to pick two scrapped mechas in the valley. The leader can get you a good mecha. Even if you can't fight, you can at least run away."

"Is this a compliment or a ridicule?"

Xu Le cleverly swirled the two naked wires in parallel with his fingers, and said, "But if you have the chance on the road, you can pay attention to the scrapped mecha."

Through this messy communication station, after yesterday's silence of the communication, the people in the cave finally heard the voices from the upper levels of the federal military for the first time, and then fell silent.

In the secret telegram sent to the front line of the federal base, their ntr unit was confirmed to collude with the imperial people and rebel against the Federation, requiring the divisions to immediately eliminate their traces once they find their traces.

Xiong Linquan slapped the wet walls of the cave and said angrily: "You actually accused us of betrayal! Those people are shameless!"

After a moment of silence, Dongfang Yu suddenly laughed in self-deprecatingly: "It's so fucking interesting. The base is not wrong. It makes sense to accuse us of rebellion."

He pointed to Xu Le and said, "Isn't this an imperialist? It's just that you haven't had time to collude with him and sell the Federation."

Dongfang Yu's tone was ridiculous, but it was hard to tell whether it was a slander or a crazy speech after the mental impact. None of the team members was in the mood to quarrel with him. Going closer to the 11th Division was the most conservative and reasonable choice. Now that the road is broken, the base's orders have brought them into a more deadly situation.

Now no one knows where to go. The desperate ending mood is like the strange thick fog in the sky of the Southwest War Zone at this moment, covering all the road ahead.

Suddenly, the thick fog on the northern foot of Pingliang Mountain suddenly dissipated, and even the thick clouds in the sky magically opened a hole, and the sun shone brightly.

A burst of bullets shot from the hillside!
Chapter completed!