District 9

On the phone, the military intelligence officer of Shen's department said again with a trembling voice: "...I...I contacted the people around Commander Shen, but their phone calls couldn't be reached."

"Can you tell me clearly, is the phone turned off or is there no one answering?" Shen Wanzhou's adjutant asked excitedly.

"No one answered."

"Damn it, what did you do? You can't even contact the person protecting Chief Shen?" The adjutant asked anxiously: "Have you positioned yourself?"

"We are already contacting communications companies to graft military monitoring equipment."

"Be quick. After confirming the location, immediately send someone to respond. If there is any news, notify me as soon as possible."

"I know." The other party replied.

After hanging up the phone, the adjutant became a little flustered for no reason. Shen Yin lost contact in the war zone. The calls of himself and all the guards around him were unanswered. This was not a good sign.

After hesitating for a long time, the adjutant finally decided to report to the superiors. Otherwise, if Shen Yin had any problems and he failed to report them in time, he would be blamed for the trouble.

Thinking of this, the adjutant pushed open the door and walked into the war room. He walked quickly to Shen Wanzhou, who was commanding the troops, and whispered: "Report to the commander, there is an urgent matter..."

Shen Wanzhou looked at him: "What's wrong?"

The adjutant lay next to Shen Wanzhou and whispered: "Chief Shen lost contact in the war zone. I asked people from the military intelligence department to contact the guards around him, but no one answered the phone."

When Shen Wanzhou heard this, his eyes were lifeless for a moment, looking very dull.

"...I have asked the military intelligence department to locate their mobile phones, and there should be information feedback soon." the adjutant added.

When Shen Wanzhou came back to his senses, his brain suddenly became dizzy, and the busy scenes and figures in the war room seemed to be turned upside down.

Everyone's phone calls were unreachable and they were still in the war zone. This... Shen Wanzhou knew very well what this meant.

"...You...go out of the city to catch this matter yourself. If you have any news, call me immediately." Shen Wanzhou said to the adjutant with a stuttering tone.

"Yes!" The adjutant responded, then turned and left.

Shen Wanzhou held the table with both hands and waited for a few seconds before forcefully cheering up. He looked up at his staff and shouted, "Where is the main force of the 117th Division? Let them report their position...!"

…

In the sky above Wangzhuang Living Village, two J-25s quickly left the battlefield after destroying all their airborne missiles and spare ammunition.

A total of 10 J-25s came from the Eighth District, but as soon as they approached the airspace of the Nineth District, they were intercepted by the Fengbei Air Force, and an air battle broke out between the two sides. The two fighter planes that cut into the battlefield were only able to rush to Wangzhuang under the desperate cover of the fighters in the same formation.

When the ammunition is gone, the J-25 must retreat, otherwise it will be shot down if it is caught by the Fengbei Air Force.

However, with the support of these two fighter planes, the dangerous situation of Jiang Xue and others was completely resolved. The desperado team was disabled in just one round. The soldiers of the Fengbei Garrison outside the village were also suppressed and retreated several times. 100 meters.

In this way, Jiang Xue and others would have room to escape. Wu's military intelligence officers gathered with them, followed the right direction, dispersed the two dozen Shen soldiers who had descended from the helicopter lock, and fled frantically to the outside.

The chaotic battlefield of Wangzhuang is filled with corpses, wounded, bullet casings, and craters...

There were less than fifty soldiers from the Fengbei garrison left. When they were hesitating whether to continue the pursuit, a young man ran out from the alley on the east side of Wangzhuang, followed by four people.

"Their J-25 has been stopped in Erliang Valley. The two fighters just now have exhausted their ammunition and returned." The young man who showed up was Shen Fei. He had gauze wrapped around his waist and was carrying a gun. He ran over covered in dust and shouted: "Don't be afraid, keep chasing!"

As soon as the garrison officer saw Shen Fei, he immediately leaned over and asked, "Sir Shen, when did you get here?"

Shen Fei pointed in the direction he came from and replied: "We have been blocking that opening, otherwise they would have escaped long ago."

The officer nodded: "Then let's continue chasing now?"

"Chase, we must chase!" Shen Fei nodded and replied: "The Self-Defense Forces on the highway have been entangled by the 117th Division. They can't catch up. There is no pressure on us from behind. We can only chase the fleeing gang."

"Yes!" the officer responded, turned around and shouted: "Everyone, keep chasing."

…

Along the highway.

The two remnant regiments of the Self-Defense Forces have been entangled by the main force of the 117th Division. If they continue to retreat, they will be massacred like rabbits. They are stationed in place and have insufficient troops to withstand the impact of several regiments.

Xiang Zehao was anxious and kept urging Liu Weiren's troops to enter, but it would take time for the latter's troops to get here. Their marching speed is definitely not comparable to that of Shen's troops, because they are located around Fengbei. Whether it is mutual support or temporary gathering, it is much faster than the Allied Forces.

Along the highway, beacon smoke was everywhere and artillery pits were densely packed.

When the Self-Defense Forces were evacuating, several units had been completely defeated in order to resist the pursuit of helicopter formations.

One of Xiang Zehao's regimental commanders hid behind the armed cross-country, watching the battlefield situation, and shouted with a walkie-talkie: "Lao Huo, Lao Huo, you heard the answer."

"Copy that, please speak."

"What the f*ck, all the follow-up troops of the 117th Division have surrounded us. It's very likely that we won't be able to get out. I just received a report from Wangzhuang that the military intelligence personnel from the Eighth District have run away. "The leader gritted his teeth and said: "We have completed the mission now..."

"What do you mean, tell me!"

"If you try to run out, you will be eaten by the damn ones, so why not fight with them?" The regiment leader gritted his teeth and roared: "You can die standing still. You and I are two regiments, one on the left and the other on the right to form a formation, and we will pinch each other. We'll fight the two garrison regiments who came out first. If we are eaten, we have to skin them."

The leader in the communication channel thought carefully and replied: "Okay, I agree, let's do it!"

As soon as the words fell, the two regiment commanders, after judging that their troops might not be able to evacuate, were ready to commit suicide and wanted to engage in a deadly collision with the enemy's vanguard.

Along the side of the highway near Fengbei, the commander of the 117th Division was sitting in a command vehicle and issued an order: "The vanguard troops pounce on me and quickly clean up the two remaining regiments. Then I set up a defense zone near Wangzhuang to prepare for the enemy in World War II." District Zheng Kai's Department, and Liu Weiren's Department. At the same time, a battalion was deployed to continue chasing the military intelligence personnel of the Eighth District... We must capture them when the other party's reinforcements arrive."

"yes!"

"yes!"

"...!"

A series of responses came from the intercom channel.

On the road, the two remnant regiments of the Self-Defense Forces had already formed their formations. Looking at the densely packed mechanized troops approaching, they were ready for the final battle...

"Bang, bang!"

At this moment, the sound of artillery suddenly rang out in the two controlled military camps on the west side of Fengbei.