On the way back to the headquarters, the off-road vehicle was moving fast. Zhou Xian leaned back on the wide seat and asked with his eyes closed: "I asked Xue Ping'an to come to the front line. What's the response from the Qingyi Bureau?"
When the assistant heard that Zhou Xian was asking about the Qingyi Bureau instead of Xue Ping'an himself, he paused for a moment before replying softly, "The Qingyi Bureau said that they have notified Xue Ping'an, but the latter is sick because of family matters and has a high fever. He can only report in within the next two days."
Zhou Xian was silent for a long time before replying, "Call the Qingyi Bureau again and ask about the rebels' attack. Then tell them that Xue Ping'an's mission has been cancelled and that he can rest at the rebel base. I will also express my condolences to him on my behalf."
The assistant nodded slowly: "Okay."
"Secondly, have the General Affairs Office fly to the rebel base. Once there, just observe the battlefield situation and don't make it public." Zhou Xian closed his eyes and added, "Don't touch the security officer named Teng Ran yet, just let him take a vacation. Finally, call Deputy Commander Xu's personal aide and ask him to come to the front line."
The assistant immediately responded: "Got it!"
"How long will it take?" Zhou Xian asked in a hoarse voice.
The assistant glanced at his watch: "About twenty minutes."
"I'll sleep for fifteen minutes. Call me later." Zhou Xian curled up his body and leaned his head against the car window.
The assistant turned around and whispered to the driver: "Control the speed, drive a little slower."
…
It was a little after two in the morning.
After drinking a whole cup of coffee, Zhou Xian followed the frontline troops of the Warhammer Mercenary Group to the outside of Bana City.
The rumbling sound of artillery drowned out all other sounds in Bana City. Looking around, the mouth of the canal was a sea of blood and corpses, with smoke everywhere.
Zhou Xian took the telescope and scanned the most intense battle site, saying softly, "It's almost there, it's almost there...!"
In Bana City, the site of street fighting around the canal defense line, Tagu sat on a sandbag with disheveled hair and a charred face, and took out a half-deflated cigar from his trouser pocket.
"Commander, we have less than 300 soldiers gathered here, and we are unable to resist the enemy's next wave of attack." A colonel commander ran over and shouted, "The Chief of Staff has called me and asked me to escort you out."
Tagu slowly lit his cigar, turned his head and stared at the battlefield around him and the piles of corpses of Blackwater Legion soldiers in the alley, in silence.
"Commander, you have to leave!"
"... Gilman, do you know the nature of this war?" Tagu supported his aching old leg and slowly stood up: "This is not an internal political struggle, nor is it a bloody family power grab. This is an invasion... They are using cannons and fire to destroy our homes and massacre our people! They also want me to cruise around the beautiful Bana Canal like a police dog and stand guard for them!"
When the colonel heard this, his eyes were filled with tears.
"… I can't leave because I'm a soldier. Maybe I'm not a good politician, but I always believe that I'm the greatest legionary commander in this city." Tagu held a half-smoked cigar in his mouth and said, "Gilman, take those guys who can still be evacuated and leave. Go to the northern border and wait for support or a breakout."
"Sir, there is no one left to support us!"
"No, not necessarily, my Colonel." Tagu shook his head: "Perhaps my end is a new beginning."
Gilman was stunned.
Tagu turned to look at him, patted his shoulder and said, "Father is right. Orientals are natural politicians. Perhaps I was too prejudiced against them before."
"Legion Commander!"
"They are too quiet. From the beginning to the end, they have deployed only one regiment of troops on the border. This is not normal." Tagu stared at him and said, "Let's go, take the fire of the Blackwater Legion!"
Gilman gritted his teeth and said, "I won't leave, Commander...!"
"I've already lost miserably, stop insulting me!" Tagu gritted his teeth, his eyes bloodshot.
Gilman looked at him, slowly retreated, turned around and shouted: "The seriously injured soldiers stay, and the rest of the people follow me to break out from the second street!!!"
A large group of people rushed out of the defense zone. They looked at Tagu, saluted, and left decisively.
One minute later.
Before he had even finished smoking half of his cigar, the sparse gunfire at the mouth of the canal became intense again.
Tagu spit out his cigar, suddenly picked up his machine gun, and shouted hysterically: "Warriors who can still stand up, please follow me and launch the final attack on the invaders!!!"
Under the dark sky, Tagu led a team of less than seventy seriously injured men and fought fiercely with the enemy at the mouth of the canal.
The Blackwater Legion fought until they ran out of ammunition and food, and until there was no one left to stand.
Carrying a hot machine gun, Tagu walked onto the broken canal bridge and looked far into the distance at the border line, where there were more than 20,000 troops recruited from one district.
Under the canal bridge, a large number of enemy soldiers have surrounded them and kept shouting at Tagu. Because they still want to capture the enemy leader alive, which will be of great benefit to Booker in the future when he takes over the supreme power. He can put all the blame on Tagu and then sentence him to death.
Tagu looked at the enemy troops at the foot of the mountain in the distance and shouted hysterically: "I am the eldest son of the Bernardo family! I am the highest military commander of this city! I will never be captured by you!!!"
"Bang!"
With a gunshot, Tagu committed suicide and his body fell backwards from the broken bridge over the canal.
His eyes widened, his head tilted downwards, looking back at everything in front of him...
I still remember that decades ago, the Bernardo family entered Bana City from here, overthrew the warlords and the government, and finally achieved glory.
Decades later, the family's highest military commander also died here.
History is like a sophisticated wheel, repeating everything that has happened over millions of years.
Tagu was definitely not a good leader, nor even a qualified politician, but he did everything a general should do.
…
Five minutes later.
After Tagu's body was confirmed, Zhou Xian fell down beside the military vehicle with a thud, and said in a cold sweat: "I won! I have lived up to the trust of the higher-ups!!"
Another half hour.
Xin Xiaodong walked into the command center, saluted, and shouted, "The latest news is that Tagu died in battle at the mouth of the canal, and his body has been confirmed."
"Was he shot to death or committed suicide?" Su Tianyu asked.
"It was suicide. The defending unit fought until the last man. The Tagu machine gun ran out of ammunition and he was shot on the broken bridge. The body has been pulled to the Warhammer headquarters." Xin Xiaodong replied.
"well!"
Su Tianyu sighed: "He is quite a character!"
Xin Xiaodong immediately added: "The remnants of the Blackwater Legion in the city are moving to the periphery. Their chief of staff said that Tagu is dead. Our purpose of waiting and watching has been achieved... If you still want to continue to cooperate, please provide support immediately; if not, they will launch a final charge towards the Warhammer Group's position."
"Wait a minute, I'll make a call." Su Tianyu walked outside.
at the same time.
The news of Tagu's death was passed back to Bernardo Manor, and many Blackwater officers who remained there quickly evacuated. At this chaotic moment, a Blackwater military vehicle drove into the compound in the opposite direction.
Boang said upstairs, holding the phone: "Yes, they are here to pick me up."