Wind Rises in Dragon City

Not long after Wang Dingyuan released the speech on the complete channel, here in Hualei Town, Xiao Xing, the battalion commander of the People's Min Army, only greeted the higher-level commander, and then joined his reinforcement battalion. Nearly 700 troops quickly withdrew from the battlefield.

A group of people took their own military vehicle, along the inland of the old Mo officer army, and quickly rushed towards the direction of Guada City. Because Xiao Xing's battalion was stationed at a relatively rear line of defense, the road back to Guada City was not too long.

Xiao Xing, whose full name is Xing Yao, was born in an unplanned area outside Longcheng. He is an ordinary Chinese youth. His father was a soldier of the Chi Army, and died honorably when the Chi Army occupied Hualei Town for the first time.

In order to support his family, Xing Yao took over his father's mantle and joined the Chi Army, starting from the grassroots. Because of his flexible mind and excellent performance, he was once selected by the People's Army and became an outstanding young talent. He entered the Pana City Military Academy for further studies and has four years of study experience.

After returning, he directly served as the company commander, and was later promoted to battalion commander.

Although the military rank is not very high, he has participated in many battles and made some military achievements.

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Five hours later, Guarda City, Western Military Union.

In Mord Amon's headquarters, everyone was busy, processing information on the battlefield and actively preparing for the battle.

The core generals and warlords gathered around the sand table, constantly discussing tactical plans.

Mord Amon stood in front of a large screen with his hands behind his back, watching the live broadcast on the battlefield.

Intelligence officers kept running over, raising their hands at him to report the latest battle report.

"Report to the general, the 125th regiment is under attack!"

"Report to the general, Height 311 has fallen!"

"Report to the general..."

Morde Amon frowned tightly and said nothing.

Standing by the side, Palu couldn't help but said after hearing these reports: "Our troops met the enemy at the front, and found that the opponent was composed of three races of skin color: Lao Maozi, blacks, and Chinese! They don't wear good clothes. The same military uniform, but they attacked us together! This is really strange, I have never seen such a thing! They seem to be under no one's command, and they have no idea how to fight! This group of people first attacked the trenches , found that the attack was not effective, so they detoured from the side, and ran to attack our forward communication department... The key is, they ran away after fighting, and did not continue to attack, just like bandits."

Hearing Palu finish speaking, the chief of staff also frowned and said: "Yes, the defense line we set up according to the conventional strategy is completely ineffective against them. Because we have no idea which side they are attacking from, and guns are firing everywhere. Our forward troops have been disturbed in many places! Many troops have suffered heavy losses and have already begun to retreat!"

"Yeah, what kind of tactics is the opponent playing?"

"Your Excellency Mord Amon, what do you think?"

Everyone cast their eyes for help.

Mod Amon pondered for a long time, looked at the real-time picture on the screen, gritted his teeth and said: "A fist may be able to break apart, but an iron ball cannot be broken apart! Order our troops to continue to move inward Shrink! Dig deeper trenches at the same time to avoid air strikes. As long as our energy is gathered, their wolf pack tactics of fighting alone will not work!"

"yes!"

The generals were shocked and immediately began to execute orders.

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In the early hours of the morning, outside Guarda City.

On a hillock, Xing Yao was lying on the ground, drinking a small wine while holding a telescope, looking at the chaotic battlefield ahead.

After they arrived here, they hid the military vehicle and lurked here, waiting for the opportunity.

After a while, Lao Qian, the deputy battalion commander, leaned over, took a breath, and pushed him with his elbow: "Brothers have been lying on the ground for a long time, what are you going to do?"

Looking into the distance, Xing Yao said, "I haven't figured it out yet, it's too chaotic here! Facts have proved that as long as there are rewards, there will be tactics!"

Old Qian rubbed his hands and couldn't help asking, "How long do we have to lie here?"

Xing Yao smiled: "Hehe, I can't eat meat yet, don't worry! Come on, have a drink first! Are there any peanuts left, bring me some?"

The two teased each other and lay down quietly for another two hours.

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The unit led by Xing Yao is different from other battalion-level units. In this army, the soldiers are very patient, if they are not allowed to move, they will never ask too many questions, and many of them drink alcohol during the battle.

For this matter, Xing Yao and the officers below were often punished by the higher-ups, but it had no effect at all. The soldiers below should still drink, and even brought some snacks and so on in the self-heating dry rations.

Even Fei Pingsheng scolded Xing Yao, saying that he led the Jiumengzi camp, but the scolding was the same, the commanders of this unit, despite repeated mistakes, were still not taken down.

After a long wait, Xing Yao was lying in the forest, feeling sleepy!

"Whooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo-"

"Boom!"

At this moment, a harsh charge alarm suddenly sounded from the left, followed by a deafening cannon!

Xing Yao woke up immediately, turned around and set up the binoculars, and looked in the direction of the sound with a reddish face.

In sight, a large number of soldiers wearing the uniforms of the old Mo officer army are charging towards a position without thinking!

Xing Yao's eyes lit up, and he stretched out his hand to push Laoqian who was lying beside him: "Wake up! There is a brother army carrying mines for us, and we can eat meat!"

"Let me see!"

Old Qian shook his head, raised his head, and picked up the binoculars to take a look.

In the distance, those black men were carrying guns, and they didn't have any tactics. They just followed behind the armored vehicle, roaring and pushing forward.

This group of people is extremely stubborn, facing the enemy's hail of bullets, they even took a directional bomb and threw it into the enemy's trench.

Bullets and fire are intertwined, comrades are constantly falling down, and enemies are constantly being blown away from the trenches!

"Tsk tsk... These black brothers are indeed predators!" Old Qian couldn't help but smacked his lips, then put down his binoculars, turned to look at his battalion commander: "What do you think?"

Xing Yao mysteriously pointed to the side: "Have you seen any change in the direction at nine o'clock?"

Old Qian shook his head: "I didn't pay attention, what's wrong?"

Xing Yao explained: "Since we got here, there have been at least six shellings from that point! If you look at the direction where the black brothers have been rushing, the defense is very strong! They were rushed more than a dozen times, but they didn't come down." , What does this mean? Why do you have to squat here, there are definitely big fish here."

Old Qian also understood, and his eyes lit up.

Xing Yao put down the binoculars, and UU Reading www.uukanshu.com patted him on the shoulder: "Notify our people, pack lightly, leave fifty people behind, and take care of the heavy baggage and convoy! Let's kill the nine o'clock direction!"

"okay!"

Old Qian said, put his hands on his lips, and whistled loudly: "咻—"

Swipe!

Suddenly six or seven hundred warriors appeared from the mountain behind them, and they began to gather together as they shook off the cover covering their bodies.

A few minutes later, there was a loud gunshot from the direction of nine o'clock!

"Da da da!"

Xing Yao hung the tactical marching bag on his chest, carried an automatic rifle, and shot the head of an enemy soldier in the trench in front of him. He roared bravely: "This is a war without privileges! The whole army is offering rewards!" , What a few gold-plated second-generation officials, give me a little later! Princes and generals are kind! Anyone with blood, who wants to be promoted and make a fortune, follow me!!"

In troubled times, there must be generals and stars! Many unknown people are waiting for an opportunity!

The soldiers fought more and more bravely, charging towards the position!

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On the outskirts of Dragon City, on an unknown island.

Yuan Biao set off secretly with his troops without notifying the face of plastic surgery.

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Three chapters are over!