Amid the noise, Zhou Yinglong sighed in his heart, and Xigu Mountain might not be able to be defended.

The adjutant whispered: "Teacher, do you want to withdraw? We can't defend it."

Zhou Yinglong took a deep breath and said with a smile: "You don't know how cold-blooded the boy in charge of the command is now. He won't let us retreat... Besides, I don't want to retreat."

"Teacher, don't you want to go back to Fortress 178 to look at your family?"

Zhou Yinglong said: "After the war is victorious, my comrades will take my big troughs back and put them under the bronze bell in the square, so I will go back naturally."

An hour later, the bird flocked over Highland 287 and began to fly towards the second echelon line behind Highland 287.

Zhang Jinglin, who was busy in the field hospital, suddenly received the news of Zhou Yinglong's death. He was silent for a while, then wiped his hands and took over another wounded person.

The three words Zhou Yinglong fell into his heart like a small stone, only ripples were created, and then there was no fluctuation.

After all the wounded were sent to the operating room, Zhang Jinglin silently walked out of the porch of the field hospital, stood alone at the door, lit a cigarette, and looked into the direction of the 287 Highland.

This is how war is. Time is too tight and not much time can be used to remember.

After Zhang Jinglin handed over the supreme military command, he was not idle. He chose to come to the field hospital to be an old and strong medical soldier. It seemed that this was the time he most fulfilling and missed.

This change in identity surprised many people, but Wang Fengyuan, who knew Zhang Jinglin best, understood that the other party’s two biggest wishes were actually to be a good medical soldier or a teacher.

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In the commander-in-chief camp, news of one position after another falling out came, and the bird cluster in the sky seemed to have really become a heavyweight killer weapon that crushed the Dawn defense line.

The atmosphere in the camp was extremely low, and the bad news came as if they wanted to defeat them.

If we follow this speed, we may not have to go to tomorrow and the Dawn defense line will completely collapse.

Wang Yun suddenly said to P5092: "Your heartbeat has not changed much, and your body surface temperature has not changed. Are you not worried about the defense line at all? The combat staff also asked the young marshal, who said he did not have a good means to deal with these bird flocks for the time being."

Wang Yun’s implication is that their biggest reliance is now helpless.

Ren Xiaosu is not omnipotent. His thank you coins are used to buy skilled stones to increase his proficiency in the northwest of Daxing. Even the inventory of explosive poker that was used to draw in the past was used when Ying Qingzhen was receiving Ying.

Therefore, he had no good way to deal with the enemies in the air.

Wang Yun's ability to control air is OK, but his ability as an extraordinary person is not outstanding. His stronger ability is still memory and sorting and analysis.

P5092 glanced at Wang Yun: "Wait a little longer."

There seems to be only P5092 left in this command camp without any worries.

Wang Yun was puzzled: "What are you waiting for?"

"Wait for the rain," P5092 said: "I felt the weather suddenly turned cold in the morning, which means that the cold front in the north has arrived here and the first autumn rain is coming."

Wang Yun didn't ask anything more, but he still didn't understand what impact the rain could have on these birds?

On the 141st position, Luo Lan, Zhou Qi, Qingzhen and Xu Man were having breakfast around the campfire.

The surrounding Northwest Army soldiers have entered the trenches one after another. As the second echelon of the defense line, they have received a notice that the enemy has broken through the first echelon and is about to arrive.

Everyone is sinking into despair because they all know what is happening on the line ahead.

Perhaps my former friends and comrades will never be seen again.

A tense atmosphere spread across the position, and Luo Lan and the others looked quite relaxed.

Luo Lan specially found the infantry brigade on the 141st position to ask for heavy machine guns and sent him the twelve heroes. At this time, the golden heroes stood on the edge of the defense line and planned to fight side by side with the Northwest Army.

The sky darkened, and the wind from the northeast began to pour in the mountains, and the bonfire was swaying.

Suddenly, a large dark cloud suddenly floated out from behind the mountaintop, and the birds were climbing over the mountaintop pass and heading towards the 141 position.

Zhou Qi looked at the sky above his head silently, and after a long time, he said, "I am a little convinced now P5092."

Qingzhen nodded.

Qing Zhen, who is also a military genius, naturally understands Zhou Qi's subtext in seconds.

When P5092 called for Zhou Qi to come to the 141 position, they were not very clear about what the other party wanted Zhou Qi to do.

After all, although the 141 position is located at the forefront of the second echelon and is the first target of the enemy's attack, the problem is that there is no river here, and even a stream cannot be seen. What role can Zhou Qi play?

At that time, P5092 only said that Zhou Qi would understand by then.

It seemed that the other party was not worried about the failure of the plan at all, and even the weather was in the other party's calculations.

After the cold front goes south, the clouds and mist in the sky quickly condense into water vapor when it encounters cold, and then the water vapor continues to condense and form water droplets.

Above the sky, a drop of crystal clear water drop was leaving the clouds and falling towards the ground, falling down with a click, falling into the soil at Zhou Qi's feet, splashing a slight smell of earth.

The heavy rain is really coming.

Zhou Qi turned around and walked slowly towards the edge of the defense line. The fine raindrops in the sky fell faster and faster, gradually pulling a magnificent rain curtain above everyone's heads.

However, just as the birds were about to approach the 141st position, the drizzle was everywhere like stars and sharp swords.

The soldiers were guarding the trenches.

Luo Lan, Qing Zhen, and Xu Man were waiting behind the defense line.

Only Zhou Qiyi, facing the surging flock of birds, suddenly opened his palms, and his eyes were already blue.

Suddenly, the raindrops were suddenly stretched into needles by invisible force, and they were invincible.

Millions of rain needles fell like thunder, and they directly penetrated the flock of birds that stretched for several kilometers.

The rain, blood, feathers, and the corpses of birds fell to the ground. The flock of birds seemed to want to retreat to the rear, but it was a bit too late to retreat again.

After the battle on the mud and battlefield, Zhou Qi was already a demigod.
Chapter completed!