Countdown to the third day.

Early in the morning.

The autumn rain stopped briefly, and the air was filled with the smell of earth after the rain.

On the third echelon defense line where the command camp is located, you can also hear the sound of gunfire on the second echelon defense line.

The abyss cracks that ran across the ground blocked the way of the second enemy army in the northwest. Those walking artificial intelligence soldiers had to march for at least one day before they could bypass the crack that lasted dozens of kilometers.

Yan Liuyuan blocked the biggest crisis in front of his eyes for the Dawn defense line with his own strength.

When Yan Liuyuan led the herdsmen to the defense line from the north, Ren Xiaosu discovered Yan Liuyuan's short head like an ascetic.

He was stunned for a moment, then asked Yan Liuyuan, "What's wrong with your hair?"

"Oh, it's okay," Yan Liuyuan smiled and explained, "It will grow again. Brother, I have more than 20,000 warriors from the tribe here, and they may be able to help you."

As a result, P5092 next to him shook his head and said, "No, now the Dawn line is planning to retreat. If you have enough energy, please help bring some wounded people away."

Yan Liuyuan thought for a while and said, "Okay."

On this line of defense, except for the combat troops on the third echelon line of defense, the only ones who can leave alive are the retreated wounded.

It’s not that P5092 suddenly carried forward some humanitarian spirit, but that even if these wounded people stayed on the position, they could not continue fighting. It would be better to take them back to the rear and keep them as the spark for humanity.

At this time, a special force was responsible for transporting the wounded. They were going to various positions to count the specific number of wounded people, and then retreated with them.

On the 141 position, the soldiers had just repelled a group of enemy troops and were able to rest for a short time.

The battalion commander of the 2nd Division, the Second Division, who was in charge of this position, was bandaging his wounds by his orderly soldiers.

In the middle of the night yesterday, a sudden attack hit him, and a shot from somewhere hit him, and his arm bones were broken.

There are splints specially used to fix bones in the military camp, so you don’t have to use a wooden stick to fix them.

When the battalion commander bandaged the wound, cold sweat broke out on his forehead and his lips turned pale.

The hard guy in the northwest could not withstand the pain after the broken bones.

At this moment, a young soldier on the position ran over and said to the battalion commander with surprise: "Battery Commander, the rear requires all wounded personnel to retreat. It is said that they should retreat to Fort 178. Go over and let them see the injuries. Now only the wounded personnel can retreat. My sister-in-law is still waiting for you at home."

In fact, the Northwest Army soldiers in the second echelon already knew that they could not retreat and wanted to buy time for their comrades to retreat.

How to buy time? Just use your life.

Everyone felt very uncomfortable at first, but for some reason, everyone accepted this reality overnight.

No one is responsible for doing ideological work for them, and no one is fooling them with any feelings for their family and country. Everyone just thinks that since they are soldiers of the Northwest Army, don’t be greedy for life and fear death.

The three words "Northwest Army" are like an indescribable emotion. As a soldier in the Northwest Army, there seems to be no special treatment. Instead, when living in barriers, you have to give up others everywhere. You have to give up your seat to the elderly and children when you sit on the tram, for fear of tainting the ejection marks on your shoulders.

Just like this young soldier, he was not from the 178 Fortress, but was recruited after the unification of the northwest.

He didn't know why, but he saw the bright red banners at the conscription office that day, so he signed up.

When the trade was booming on the No. 144 barrier, many people in the family advised not to be a soldier in the Northwest Army, and to do business with my uncle, you will make more money than joining the army.

But every time he smiled and didn't say anything, he didn't know how to answer, but he just wanted to stay in the Northwest Army.

The same is true now. Although he knew that he would die if he stayed, he just wanted to stay with his comrades on the position.

There was no reason, he thought this was what he should have done.

But now it's different. The wounded left with a legitimate reason. The young soldier knew that the battalion commander had two children and his wife had no job yet, so the family could not live without him.

So, he was thinking that the battalion commander could take this opportunity to leave the second echelon defense line and retreat with the main force.

This is not about being afraid of death, but about the fact that the battalion commander's arm is indeed not suitable to continue fighting on the position.

At this time, footsteps came from outside the tent.

The young soldier actually saw the battalion commander pulling off the splint on his arm and then covering the wound on his arm with his military uniform.

Someone walked in outside, and a strange face said to everyone: "I heard that there are wounded people here, so we will take the wounded people away and evacuate them."

As a result, before anyone else could speak, the battalion commander actually spoke: "It should be a misunderstanding, there are no wounded here."

The soldier in charge of evacuating the wounded was stunned: "Is that true?"

He glanced at the battalion commander skeptically. In fact, even if the battalion commander removed the splint, his expression could not be the normal person's expression, so he had already seen that the battalion commander had been injured.

The battalion commander hesitated and said, "Brother, I want to be with my brothers, I can't go back by myself."

The soldier responsible for evacuating the wounded was silent for a few seconds, then stood up and saluted the battalion commander, turned around and left.

They didn't say much. They were all soldiers of the Northwest Army. If they were replaced by themselves as the battalion commander, they might have chosen this way.

After the evacuated soldiers left, the young soldier looked at his battalion commander and said in a daze: "Battleman Commander, don't you want to go back? You are really injured, not pretending to be injured, not a behavior of fear of war."

The battalion commander cursed and said, "Grass, I'm so painful. I'll fix the splint to me again. By the way, I'll tell the bastards outside, and I'll cheer me up. I must fight beautifully in the last battle."

The battalion commander did not answer the young soldier's questions.

For example, such things happened many times in the entire second echelon's defense line, so that the soldiers responsible for retreating all had red eyes.

Before dawn, the army on the third echelon's defense began to evacuate to Fort 178 when the satellite visibility was low at night.

Before everyone left, they saluted towards the second echelon defense line.

Just as the First Army was evacuating the Dawn Defense Line, Ren Xiaosu, Yang Xiaojin, Yan Liuyuan and Xiaoyu stood on the edge of the position, looking at the night sky outside.

Yan Liuyuan looked at Ren Xiaosu and smiled and said, "Brother, are you hesitating?"

Ren Xiaosu sighed and said, "Do you know what I'm thinking?"

"Well," Yan Liuyuan nodded: "Artificial intelligence seems to be unable to resist. I have not yet thought of another way to resolve this crisis, so the way out seems to be the only one."

The way out Yan Liuyuan said was that Ren Xiaosu transformed into the will of the world to cut off zero future from the root.

No matter how powerful Zero is, he is still in this world and cannot compete with the world itself.

Therefore, when disaster strikes, the problem seems to be lingering between sacrificing others or sacrificing oneself.

Ren Xiaosu whispered: "Sometimes I think that since I have only one choice, I'd better be decisive, so that fewer soldiers of the Northwest Army will die. The more hesitant I will be, the more people will die because of this disaster. But Liu Yuan, you know, I have always been a very selfish person. Before that, I never thought about sacrificing myself for, unless it was for Xiao Jin, you, Sister Xiaoyu."

"Well, I know," Yan Liuyuan whispered: "So, I'm here this time, it's actually like I want to stop you. Brother, let's leave here. This world is big, and no matter how powerful zero is, it won't be without our place to stay. Well, I know that it may be a bit self-deception to say this, but Brother, I really don't want to see you sacrifice yourself for the whole world, it's obviously so unfair to you."

Ren Xiaosu said: "Can you let Xiaojin and I chat alone?"

Yan Liuyuan and Sister Xiaoyu looked at each other and left silently.

Ren Xiaosu took out a tarp from the space and spread it on the platform on the edge of the trench. He sat side by side with Yang Xiaojin, looking at the dark night sky.

"You don't want me to go that step, right?" Ren Xiaosu asked.

"Well," Yang Xiaojin said confidently: "Do you know Xiaosu? No one should pay anything for this world."

"Liuyuan always feels that this world is a bit bad for me, but I feel that I am actually quite lucky. With such a beautiful girlfriend and such strong strength, I used to think that my parents abandoned me, but when I went to the Wizard Kingdom, I realized how much they had paid to make me survive. So I don't think I have anything to be miserable at all. I heard that my father fell to save everyone in the last disaster. Now, thinking about it, I actually admire his courage. In fact, after listening to his story from the Knight, I found that he was a more qualified leader. I am just a child who has no big point."

Yang Xiaojin shook his head: "You don't have to do what he does."

"But there is no other way, Xiao Jin, you have to live," Ren Xiaosu said with his head down.

Yang Xiaojin turned to look, and she suddenly found that Ren Xiaosu's expression was hidden in the shadow and could not see clearly.

Ren Xiaosu continued to whisper: "If I hesitate any more, you may even die. I thought about it all day yesterday and suddenly realized that I could not accept this result. I can't save the whole world, but I want to save you. We must all admit that the strength of zero has grown to this level. Sooner or later we will face it. Perhaps we can temporarily escape to the wizard's kingdom, or live alone in a more distant place. But every time we escape for a period of time, it becomes even more invincible."

Yang Xiaojin looked at Ren Xiaosu blankly. In this cruel battlefield, under the sky, the other party suddenly said the most unforgettable love words with simple logic, which made her a little unbearable.

"That can't sacrifice yourself," said Yang Xiaojin.

Ren Xiaosu smiled bitterly: "I don't want to do it either. If I really want to be alive, who wants to die?"

"Promise me, since Qingzhen said that we will wait for him for 9 days, then we will wait until the 9th day to see," said Yang Xiaojin: "If he fails to succeed on the 9th day, no matter where he goes, I will be with you."

...

The First Northwest Army has evacuated most of the Dawn Defense Line. In the P5092 plan, the second echelon defense line will block AI for nearly a day.

There are still about 131 kilometers away from Fort 178. At the speed of the artificial intelligence troops, they will fight to the 178 Fort on the last day.

Whether it is life or death, it will be announced that day.

On the way down the position, Wang Yun suddenly asked, "Hey, where are the P5092 people? He was watching us evacuate together just now?"

While speaking, Dafuyou and others also looked around for the figure of P5092.

At this time, Ren Xiaosu, who knew P5092 best, turned around and ran to the position without saying a word. When he rushed into the commander-in-chief's tent, he happened to see P5092 pointing his muzzle at his jaw.

Ren Xiaosu's palm passed through the Shadow Gate and slapped the gun aside. With a bang, the gunshot sounded. If Ren Xiaosu was slower, he might be dead.

"What are you doing?" Ren Xiaosu said in surprise: "Why do you commit suicide?"

P5092 said: "The final mission of Dawn Defense Line has been completed, so my mission has been completed. In the future, it will not be too meaningful to have me or not. On the day of the decisive battle of the 178 Fortress, it is not about strategy, but courage."

"So you're going to die?" Ren Xiaosu frowned and asked, "Why?"

"Just because I personally sent Black Fox and the others to perform the most dangerous mission, and because I refused the front-line soldiers on the Dawn Defense Line to retreat," P5092's eyes were full of fatigue.

For the victory of the war, P5092 made the coldest decisions and made one cold-blooded decision after another.

However, that was for victory, not for himself.

If he had not carried the belief of fire, perhaps he would have made other choices.
To be continued...