Not long after Wang Dingyuan released his full-channel speech, in the small town of Hualei, Xiao Xing, the battalion commander of the Renmin Army, simply said hello to his superior commander, and then led his reinforced battalion, a total of nearly 700 troops, and quickly withdrew from the battlefield.
The group took their own military vehicles and rushed quickly towards the direction of Guarda City along the inland of the old Mexican army. Because Xiao Xing's battalion was stationed at the rear of the defense line, the road back to Guarda City was not too long.
Xiao Xing's full name is Xing Yao. He was born in the unplanned area outside Longcheng. He is an ordinary Chinese youth. His father was a soldier of the Chi Army and died gloriously during the Chi Army's first occupation of Hualei Town.
In order to support his family, Xing Yao took over his father's mantle, joined the Chi Army, and started from the grassroots. Because of his quick mind and excellent performance, he was selected by the Renmin Army as an outstanding young talent and entered the Bana City Military Academy for further study, with four years of study experience.
After returning, he was directly appointed as company commander and was later promoted to battalion commander.
Although his military rank was not very high, he participated in many battles and made some military achievements.
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Five hours later, Guarda City, Western Military Alliance.
In Mod Amon's headquarters, everyone was busy processing battlefield information and actively preparing for war.
The core generals and warlords gathered around a sand table, constantly discussing tactical plans.
Mod Amon stood in front of a large screen with his hands behind his back, watching the images on the battlefield.
Intelligence officers kept running over and raising their hands to report the latest battle reports to him.
"Report to the general, the 125th Regiment is under attack!"
"Report to the General, Hill 311 has been lost!"
"Report to the General..."
Mod Amon frowned and said nothing.
Palu was standing nearby. After hearing these reports, he could not help but say, "Our troops met the enemy at the front line and found that the enemy was composed of three races: Russians, blacks, and Chinese! They wore different uniforms, but attacked us together! This is really weird, I have never seen such a thing! They seemed to be under the command of no one, and had no idea how to fight! They first attacked the trenches, and when they found that the attack was not very effective, they took a detour from the side and attacked our frontline communications department... The key is that they ran away after the attack and did not continue to attack, just like bandits."
After hearing what Palu said, the Chief of General 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 will attack from, and there are gunshots everywhere. Our frontline troops have been disrupted in many places! Many troops have suffered heavy losses and have begun to retreat!"
"Yeah, what tactics is the other party using?"
"Sir Mod Amon, what do you think?"
Everyone looked over for help.
Mod Amon pondered for a long time, looking at the real-time images on the screen, and said through gritted teeth: "A fist may be able to break it apart, but an iron ball cannot be broken apart! Order our troops to continue to shrink inwards! At the same time, dig deeper trenches to avoid air strikes. As long as we gather our energy, their wolf pack tactics of fighting alone will not work!"
"yes!"
The generals were shocked and immediately began to carry out the order.
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Early morning, outside Guarda City.
On a hill, Xing Yao was lying on the ground, drinking a little wine and looking out at the chaotic battlefield ahead with a telescope.
After they arrived here, they hid the military vehicles and lurked here, waiting for the opportunity.
After a while, the deputy battalion commander Lao Qian came over, took a breath of cold air, and nudged him with his elbow: "Brothers have been lying there for a long time, what are you going to do?"
Xing Yao looked into the distance and said, "I haven't thought about it yet. It's too chaotic here! Facts have proved that as long as there is a reward, there is a way to fight!"
Lao Qian rubbed his hands together and couldn't help asking, "How long do we have to lie here?"
Xing Yao smiled: "Haha, you can't eat meat yet, don't worry! Come, have a drink first! Do you have any peanuts? Give me some?"
The two of them teased each other and lay there quietly for another two hours.
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The unit led by Xing Yao was different from other battalion-level units. In this unit, the soldiers were very patient and would not ask any questions unless they were told to move. Moreover, many of them drank during the battle.
Because of this, Xing Yao and the officers under him were punished by their superiors many times, but it had no effect at all. The soldiers under him still had to drink, and even had to bring some snacks in their self-heating combat rations.
Even Fei Pingsheng had scolded Xing Yao, saying that he was leading a drunkard's camp. But despite the scolding, the commanders of this unit were still not taken down despite making repeated mistakes.
After a long wait, Xing Yao was lying in the forest, feeling a little sleepy!
“Woo woo woo—”
“Boom boom!”
At this moment, a shrill charge alarm suddenly sounded from the left, followed by a deafening artillery fire!
Xing Yao woke up immediately, turned around, set up the telescope, and looked in the direction of the sound with a slightly red face.
In the sight, a large number of soldiers wearing the uniforms of the Mexican government army were mindlessly charging towards a position!
Xing Yao's eyes lit up, and he reached out and pushed Lao Qian who was lying next to him: "Wake up! Our brother troops are here to take the blame for us, so we can eat meat now!"
"Let me see!"
Old Qian shook his head, looked up, and picked up the telescope to take a look.
In the distance, those black people were carrying guns and had no tactics. They just followed the armored vehicles, roaring and pushing forward.
This group of people were extremely stubborn. Under the enemy's hail of bullets, they actually took directional explosives and threw them into the enemy's trenches.
Bullets and flames intertwined, comrades kept falling down, and enemies kept being blown away from the trenches!
"Tsk tsk... These black brothers are indeed iron-blooded warriors!" Old Qian couldn't help but smack his lips, then put down the telescope and turned to look at his battalion commander: "What do you think?"
Xing Yao pointed to the side mysteriously and said, "Did you see anything changing at nine o'clock?"
Lao Qian shook his head: "I didn't notice it, what's wrong?"
Xing Yao explained: "Since we got here, that point has launched at least six artillery attacks! Look at the direction the black brothers have been rushing in, the defense is very solid! They have been rushed in more than ten times, but they didn't rush down. What does this mean? Why do they have to squat here? There must be a big fish here."
Old Qian also understood and his eyes lit up.
Xing Yao put down the telescope and patted his shoulder: "Notify our people to travel light and leave fifty people behind to take care of the heavy baggage and the convoy! We will rush to the nine o'clock direction!"
"Okay!"
As Lao Qian spoke, he put his hands on his lips and whistled loudly: "Swoosh—"
Swish, swish, swish!
Suddenly, six or seven hundred soldiers appeared on the hill behind them, threw off the shelters covering their bodies, and began to gather together.
A few minutes later, there was a loud gunshot at the nine o'clock direction!
“Da da da!”
Xing Yao hung a tactical marching bag on his chest, carried an automatic rifle, shot an enemy soldier in the head in the trench in front of him, and shouted bravely: "This is a war without privileges! ! The whole army is offering a reward, all the second-generation officials with gold-plated swords, all move back a little! ! The princes and generals are all of a kind! Those who have blood and want to get promoted and make money, follow me!!!"
In troubled times, there will be generals! ! Many unknown people are waiting for an opportunity!
The soldiers fought more and more bravely and launched a charge towards the position!
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On an unknown island outside Longcheng.
Yuan Biao set out secretly with his troops without notifying the plastic surgery team.
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End of chapter three!