Rebel base.
After receiving the news of Palu's rebellion, Kang Dinghuang immediately boarded a military vehicle heading to the base and met with Bahiacho first to discuss the matter.
The other party also learned the news, his face looked ugly, and he cursed Mod Amon as a waste.
After a brief discussion between the two, Kang Dinghuang took out his cell phone, called Mod Amon, and asked straight to the point, "General, what's the situation over there?"
Mod Amon said in a very urgent tone: "I don't know why, but that damn Palu led one of his troops to rebel! This is almost a fatal blow to the situation of this war! This guy had been hiding inside our position and now that they have opened a gap, the Renmin Army's troops are like locusts, directly attacking our defensive position!"
Hearing this, Kang Dinghuang felt an irrepressible irritation in his heart. He tried to adjust his emotions and fell silent.
Mod Amon paused for a moment and pleaded on the phone: "Director Kang, we are currently unable to defend against the enemy's attack with our own strength. Now I hope you can immediately send air forces to support us! It must be quick! Otherwise, once our troops collapse, the defeat of the entire Lao Mo region will be unstoppable!"
Kang Dinghuang frowned, nodded and said, "Okay, I understand. I will send air forces to support you immediately. No matter what method you use, you must hold on until the rebels arrive."
"Okay, I'll do my best."
The two ended the call. Kang Dinghuang sat on the sofa, pinching his eyebrows, feeling extremely depressed.
He didn't know how the greedy warlord Mod Amon balanced the team he controlled. He also couldn't figure out why a force of more than 20,000 people with vital influence would rebel at this time.
At this critical juncture, Palu's rebellion will be a fatal blow to the entire Western Military Alliance!
Thinking of this, Kang Dinghuang thought for a moment, turned his head and looked at Bahiacho who was sitting next to him, and ordered: "Don't leak the news of Palu's defection to the people below, it will affect morale. Just let them advance quickly at all costs, and make sure to defeat the defense line of the old Mexican army as soon as possible to relieve the pressure on Mod Amon. At the same time, I will order the Air Force Command of Area 1 to cooperate with your air forces to launch a full-scale bombing on the Guarda area to ensure that Mod Amon has a chance to breathe! Even if he can't stand in the Guarda area, we must find a way to keep him and let him have the ability to fight out of it!"
Bahiajo also understood that if Mod Amon's army collapsed, it would have an immeasurable impact on his Red Hat Army. So, after hearing Kang Dinghuang's order, he agreed without hesitation: "Okay, I'll give the order immediately!"
Bahiajo called his chief of staff to give him instructions. Kang Dinghuang sat on the sofa and fell into deep thought again.
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Meanwhile, in the Gwadar region, the People’s Liberation Army’s front-line command position.
There were constant gunshots and artillery fire outside, and just from the sounds, the battle was extremely fierce.
In the command post, Su Tianyu looked calm as he stood in front of the sand table, looking at the complex terrain map in front of him, thinking about something. After a long time, he turned his head to look at a staff officer and asked, "Which unit broke in through the opening?"
The staff officer immediately replied, "It's the unit that General Staff Fei has mobilized. It's now numbered the 7th Combat Brigade. He personally commands the entire brigade and has already broken in. Other troops in the surrounding area are also following the opening opened by Palu and are attacking fiercely!"
Su Tianyu thought about it in his heart, then looked at Wang Dingyuan who was standing next to him and asked, "Dingyuan, what do you think?"
Wang Dingyuan held the sand table with both hands and said very calmly: "There is nothing to see now. Mod Amon's interior has collapsed, and all directions are the main attack direction. Our troops just need to continue to move forward, penetrate into their defense zone, and divide their battlefield. Tell Santos to grit their teeth and make sure to stop the rebels' attack. We will try to eliminate Mod Amon's troops and end this battle before tonight!"
"Okay, let's do as you planned." Su Tianyu nodded, but added cautiously: "But there is one thing, you must defend the periphery well for me, and never let Mod Amon escape. Once he runs out, it will be troublesome for him to accumulate strength again!"
When Zhao Weihu heard this, he immediately said, "Don't worry, the foundation has been laid long ago, that old guy will definitely not be able to escape!"
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All forces are moving for this battle.
In the center of the battlefield, surrounding the entire defense line of Mod Amon, the battle lasted for more than four hours.
Although Area 1 dispatched a large number of air forces and carried out continuous bombings, the defeat of Modamon's troops was still like a waterfall, and there was no way to stop it.
The entire defense zone was torn to pieces and completely defeated under the attacks of the Palu army and the Renmin army.
Under this offensive and tragic losses, a large number of warlord troops felt that they were cannon fodder and lost confidence in this defensive battle. Therefore, they followed the example of the soldiers of the Palu troops, took off their uniforms, tied them around their waists, disguised themselves as mutinous troops, ran out without firing a shot, and fled the battlefield without looking back.
Because this was a secret signal agreed upon by Palu and his soldiers, by tying the shirt around the waist, the Min army could distinguish them and avoid unnecessary accidental injuries.
After the war started, many troops also discovered the trick, so they followed suit. For a time, a large number of soldiers began to flee outward uncontrollably, causing the entire defense line to collapse more thoroughly.
Ultimately, the reason for such a large-scale defection is that people do not have a firm belief in this war.
In their eyes, this was a warlord seizing power and making profits. The soldiers below did not have the emotion and awareness to fight desperately, they all thought that if they could fight, they would fight, if they couldn't fight, they would run away, and they didn't want to use their lives to exchange wealth and power for the guys above.
Due to various factors, the huge Western Military Alliance has fallen into the brink of collapse and disintegration. No matter what method Mod Amon used, he could not prevent all this from happening.
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Guarda area, Mod Amon's command post.
Mod Amon stood in front of the sand table, his face turning pale as he heard his officers continuously delivering bad news.
After a long silence, he slammed the table hard and said through gritted teeth: "Give up on the others, no one cares now! Send me two divisions to break out!"