In the Laomo area, the outer defense line of Hualei Town.
Since 10:15 pm, the Red Hat Rebels launched a general offensive and cooperated with the air force of Area 1 to frantically attack the defense line of Zhao Weihu of the Human Min Army. The two sides fought fiercely for a full five hours, and there were more than one hundred battlefields!
Wars of varying scales took place in the mountains, on roads, supply lines, and in all important military locations.
This was a super battle with nearly 500,000 participants! This was the largest battle in the southern region since the Battle of Xiadao 20 or 30 years ago!
The sky is overcast and the wind is blowing in Dragon City!!
After five or six years of tug-of-war, this expected war attracted global attention in its early stages! The huge scale of the battle shocked the world!
In the strategic plan set by Wang Dingyuan and Su Tianyu, the war was mainly carried out in the Laomo area and centered on the town of Hualei. As a result, the Laomo official army, the Western Expedition Corps, and the Second Army of the Renmin Army were all stockpiled here, with almost 300,000 troops.
When the war started, all the troops immediately began to move forward and engaged the rebels.
Therefore, the defense on this side was very solid. Even after five hours, there was no sign of being penetrated. There were even more than a dozen effective counterattacks, which made Bahiacho very uneasy and guilty. But the atmosphere had reached this point. It would be stupid to hesitate now, so he had to grit his teeth and keep going.
After five hours of fierce fighting, both sides suffered losses, but the rebels continued their offensive. They launched a round-robin war, withdrew the front-line armed forces, sent in the second round of armored forces, and continued the attack.
At the same time, through this battle, District One also confirmed that the center of the war was in the town of Hualei, so it once again increased its support for the rebels and directly dispatched a second air force and a fleet with long-range firepower near the sea off District One to provide support and attack the frontier defense line of Old Mexico!
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Around three in the morning, Xinlai area.
In the headquarters' combat command room, Mod Amon stood in front of the big screen, watching the battle situation on the front line.
"Ding Ling Ling!"
At this moment, his personal cell phone rang. Mod Amon took it out and took a look. After a brief pause, he answered the call: "Hello?"
Kang Dinghuang's voice came from the phone. He asked directly, "General Mod Amon, how long do you want to watch the fun?"
Mord Amon said slowly, "I am gathering my strength."
Kang Dinghuang said bluntly: "Sometimes, you can't swing your stance. General Mod Amon, if you think that 80 million armaments are enough to shake you, or you think that after the war, Santos will fulfill the independent sovereignty clauses promised to you. Then our cooperation can be terminated here. I believe that besides you, there are many warlords willing to cooperate with us. The benefits that our first district can provide will not be placed on only one person!"
Mod Amon paused for a moment, his expression unchanged, and said with a smile: "My friend, don't worry, our friendship will never change. Don't worry, you will see my troops soon."
"I hope so." Kang Dinghuang said in a deep voice, "I hope that this morning our troops can meet at the border of Hualei Town."
After saying that, the other party hung up the phone.
Mod Amon put down his phone, turned around and told the officers beside him, "Notify my friends and have them come here to hold a combat meeting and prepare to launch an attack on the dictatorial Santos!"
"yes!"
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One hour after the notice was issued, more than a dozen representatives of regional warlords arrived in the Xinlai area and entered the meeting room of the headquarters.
After a brief greeting, everyone took their seats.
Mod Amon sat at the head of the group, looked around at everyone present, and said, "On behalf of the Old Mexico region, the Southern Military Alliance will announce that in order to prevent the war from continuing to harm our hometown, we will now formally launch a siege against the dictatorship controlled by Santos! From now on, we will enter a state of war! Comrades, order your troops to gather in the Xinlai region, we are about to launch an attack!"
After hearing these words, everyone seemed somewhat unmoved and fell into silence.
General Palu stood up and spoke first: "General Mod Amon, I have something that I am very confused about."
Mod Amon glanced at him, waved his hand and said, "You go ahead."
Palu continued: "As far as I know, you had a cordial meeting with Santos yesterday and reached some kind of agreement. But today you call him a dictator. Isn't this a bit absurd?"
Mod Amon frowned, glanced at him, and immediately responded: "General Palu, my actions are just to delay time and gain an advantage for us."
Palu asked directly: "Does gaining the upper hand mean collecting 280 million worth of arms? In fact, everyone present has not seen these things."
The warlords discussed in low voices, and they all seemed to know something about this matter.
Mod Amon was stunned for a moment, and responded as steady as an old dog: "It's just a rumor. It was a smoke bomb thrown by Santos!"
Palu did not accept this explanation: "But my people saw with their own eyes that your people took over the goods they were escorting at the border."
Mod Amon clenched his fists and said in a low voice, "That is really just our own armament. The information you received was wrong."
At this time, another warlord echoed: "This is a war that concerns our lives and property. We all have the right to get the benefits that the Tongmenghui deserves, instead of rushing forward with guns like fools and letting others pocket the benefits! This is not fair!"
The warlords nodded one after another, looking at Mod Amon with suspicion.
The atmosphere at the meeting became extremely depressing and filled with distrust.
Mod Amon was very unhappy. He had only received 80 million worth of armaments, but for some reason, people thought he had received 280 million.
But he knew clearly that he would never admit this matter even if he was beaten to death. Besides, when did these damn guys ever wear the same pants
As a cunning politician, he immediately adjusted his mood and said, "I reiterate again, this is Santos's tactic to sow discord. I have not received any strategic supplies from him! However, I can assure you that as long as we meet victoriously on the border, everyone can get no less than 280 million in arms!! Because we are a military alliance that cannot be ignored in the first region! Gentlemen, we need to unite now and don't easily believe in external rumors! I believe that everyone can hold an alliance meeting according to the previous agreement."
Palu thought for a moment and spoke first: "Okay, General Mod Amon, I have always respected you and I believe you will not lie. Due to the urgency of the war, I can send my troops over first. But if we don't get what belongs to us after the war, I'm afraid... many unknown things will happen."
Mod Amon smiled and said, "Of course, my friend, thank you for your trust."
The meeting continued, and after about half an hour, everyone dispersed and began to carry out orders.
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Palu got into his military vehicle, and the chief of staff who was accompanying him couldn't help but ask, "General, he definitely took more than 280 million worth of military equipment!"
Palu lit a cigar, nodded and said, "Of course, this old guy is playing both sides, and I don't know how many benefits he has taken in private! Damn, greedy old dog! I hate him, but we should get the benefits given by District 1...!"
On the eve of the war, everyone was dissatisfied with Mod Amon because of the arms issue. However, based on the alliance relationship and mainly the benefits given by District 1, everyone responded positively, but still had their own thoughts.
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In Hualei Town, inside the frontline base.
"Ding Ling Ling!"
In the combat command room, Zhao Weihu, Wang Dingyuan and others were in a meeting when they suddenly received a video call from Santos.
On the screen, Santos said straight to the point: "We have received reliable intelligence that Mod Amon has already held a combat meeting and their troops are gathering! Should we launch an operation there now?"
Wang Dingyuan waved his hand and said, "Don't worry, just lie down there."
Santos was a little anxious: "Why do we have to wait for the other side to make the first move? Together, they have at least 100,000 troops! This is enough to disrupt the entire battlefield! If the town of Hualei collapses, every inch of our hometown will be plunged into war!"
Wang Dingyuan said decisively: "Politics is your job, fighting is my job! Our mercenary group has participated in regime subversion wars, if not a thousand times, at least eight hundred times! Please trust my judgment and don't give orders across industries!"
Santos couldn't help but remain silent for a long time, and finally said: "Okay, I trust your judgment."
The video call was hung up. Wang Dingyuan turned his head and looked at Zhao Weihu, and said very solemnly: "I'm going all in. All the bets will be placed on the time nodes of today and tomorrow. Commander Zhao, I have no other requirements. Our Renmin Army must hold on in Hualei Town for more than 36 hours! As long as we hold on, many things can be revitalized!"
Zhao Weihu reached out his hand, patted Wang Dingyuan's shoulder heavily, and gave him a positive answer: "Don't worry, unless I die here. Otherwise, within 36 hours, you will definitely not see a single enemy in the inland."
After the two of them finished talking and gave each other a firm look, Wang Dingyuan led his men away from Hualei Town.