At five o'clock in the morning, the Mexican-American coalition forces were at the front line.
Su Tianyu sat in the smoky tent, his face sallow, bloodshot under his eyes, and he was smoking with a frown on his face.
After returning from Tan Hengqiang, he handed the Yuan Biao line to Gu Baishun and asked him to continue to take care of it while he was thinking about the situation on the old Mexican battlefield.
Judging from the information fed back from the front battlefield, the attacking troops were in a difficult situation. Recently, Zhao Weihu organized another attack and broke through in the direction of Hualei Town, but still achieved little success.
Bahiagio relied on the naval and air firepower support of Area 1, used the turtle tactics, and hid in the complex defense line. Large-scale corps attacks were difficult to work on them.
Faced with this situation, Su Tianyu has been worried since he came back. He has not slept for almost thirty hours and has been thinking about how to break the deadlock in the Laomo area.
In fact, Su Tianyu already had a very meticulous and huge plan in his mind, but it was also extremely risky.
If he succeeded, he would win the battle in the Laomo region. But if he failed, it would be a total loss, so he was very hesitant.
"Ahem..."
Thinking of this, Su Tianyu picked up the cigarette butt that was about to burn his fingers and stuffed it into the full ashtray. He couldn't help but cough because of the floating ashes.
At this moment, the tent door curtain was opened, and An Qiqi walked in with breakfast in her hand. She was also choked, and couldn't help but waved her hand and fanned herself, saying, "Wow, it's too choking, you look like you fell into the chimney."
Su Tianyu looked at her, smiled tiredly and said, "Why did you get up so early?"
An Qiqi said with concern: "I saw the light was on before I went to bed last night. When I woke up in the morning, the light was still on... How many hours have you not slept? Are you trying to kill yourself?!"
Su Tianyu sighed: "Alas... I can't sleep."
An Qiqi was reluctant to say more to him, so she came over, put the breakfast on the table, opened the lid, and said softly, "Let's eat."
"Um."
Su Tianyu grabbed the bun and wolfed it down with the hot soup.
An Qiqi sat beside him, looking at his unshaven beard and haggard face, and couldn't help but feel distressed. After a long silence, she said, "After you finish eating, go out and get some fresh air. It's not good to stay here all the time."
Su Tianyu nodded: "It's time to go out and take a breath. Come with me for a walk later."
"good."
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After a while, An Qiqi accompanied Su Tianyu to have breakfast, and the two of them walked arm in arm in the camp without any guards accompanying them.
The mountains were shrouded in mist and covered in trees, creating a picturesque scene. The only annoying thing was that there were dark bomb craters everywhere nearby.
The two of them walked leisurely, and Su Tianyu remained silent the whole time, not saying a word.
An Qiqi stopped, looked at him and said, "I feel like you are worried about something. What's wrong? Tell me."
Su Tianyu also stopped and said with a troubled look: "I have a very risky plan, but I am still undecided..."
An Qiqi lowered her head, was silent for a while and said: "Xiao Yu, didn't you notice that you have changed?"
Su Tianyu turned his head to look at her and asked in confusion: "Why do you say that?"
An Qiqi explained: "You used to be very decisive, but since the war started, you have become more and more cautious."
Su Tianyu thought for a moment and said to her, "Qiqi, this time is different. If we fail this time, I will not be the only one who loses. The people of Longcheng and hundreds of thousands of troops will have to face the consequences of defeat. We stood up and shouted, and most of the people responded, and even gave up a lot of things for this. We have to be responsible for them. The cost of defeat cannot be placed on them."
An Qiqi looked at him and couldn't help but say, "The older you get, the more you look like my dad. You two always think about problems in a complicated way and try to minimize the risks. But is there anything risk-free in the world? You just put yourselves in too high a position and always want to shoulder all the responsibilities by yourself. This will make you lose your proper judgment."
Hearing this, Su Tianyu looked at her.
An Qiqi paused and continued, "Xiao Yu, I don't like you now, who is like a slick politician... I still prefer the Liuzi who just arrived in Longcheng, was high-spirited, fearless, and had ideals and ambitions. Although I don't know your plan, if you are sure that what you think is right, you should do it. Instead of hesitating and making yourself look exhausted. Just like... the way you treat our relationship, it is full of entanglements and ambiguity."
"I'm not full of entanglement or ambiguity." Su Tianyu looked at her with his hands behind his back and smiled helplessly: "Haha, my dad has already called me, what else do you want me to do?"
An Qiqi scolded, "What's the point of calling him dad? I've been waiting for you for ten years, and you've never given me an explanation."
Hearing this, Su Tianyu reached out his hand, gently stroked An Qiqi's cheek, stretched out his hand to help her put up her hair, and said softly: "If you win, I will marry you."
An Qiqi looked at him helplessly: "What if we lose the battle?"
Su Tianyu smiled and said, "I will marry you even if I lose the battle. It's just a consolation prize."
"Get lost!" An Qiqi rolled her eyes at him, then looked at his haggard appearance and couldn't help but soften her tone: "I feel really bad for you when I see you now. I don't understand military affairs, nor do I understand what you are thinking, but what I want to tell you is that you should not always think of shouldering everything by yourself. The victory or defeat of any war cannot be the result of one person. We don't know what will happen in the next second, and we can't predict the future. Just like Tonghui, and Xiaorou..."
As she spoke, An Qiqi's eyes turned red, and she choked up a little as she said, "Tonghui may have never thought that he would have such an experience. Xiaorou, on the other hand, has already imagined herself in a wedding dress. But they still got such a result in an unexpected process. What I want to tell you is that there are too few things a person can do. Do your best, leave the rest to fate, and be at peace with your conscience."
Su Tianyu listened to these words and looked at the girl in front of him with a stubborn expression and strong words. The confusion in his heart inexplicably became clear.
He was silent for a long time, then said with some emotion: "Qiqi, you are right. The biggest problem for people like us is that we think too highly of ourselves and always think of ourselves as the most important person. Perhaps, I know what to do..."
He slowly extended his palm, hugged An Qiqi tightly, and whispered in her ear: "Thank you for always giving me different suggestions at the most important moments. I have never avoided our feelings, I love you... When the cannon fire and gunfire stop here, we will get married."
An Qiqi was moved, her eyes were red, but she gently pushed Su Tianyu and said, "Who wants to marry you? I'm leaving."
Su Tianyu was stunned and asked hurriedly: "Where are you going?"
"Let's go to Bana City." An Qiqi explained: "There has been a war here, and I can't help much, but I want to do something. There are many refugees in Bana City who need help, and there are many suitable jobs for me to do. I want to go there. And I have already made the contact, and Uncle Liu will come to pick me up when the time comes."
Su Tianyu thought about it and realized that the frontline battlefield was indeed not very safe, so he nodded and said, "Okay, then I'll send someone to escort you back."
After the two finished talking, they returned to the tent.
This conversation made Su Tianyu re-examine himself. He used to think too highly of himself and took all the pressure on himself.
Qiqi was right. The victory or defeat of a war could never be determined by one person, nor would it be the responsibility of a small group of people. He sat in this position to make the final effort with the most decisive decision.
Thinking of this, he sat in the tent, called Zhao Weihu, and said to him: "I have a plan. Notify all commanders and we will hold a decisive battle meeting."
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In Area 1, a woman hesitated for a long time, then curled up on the sofa and dialed the number.