District 9

Outside the city gate on the north side of Fengbei, more than a dozen off-road vehicles quickly passed through the Lu troops garrison area and arrived at the headquarters of the Ninth Army at the forefront.

The convoy came to a standstill, and Lu Jia, wearing a dirty military uniform, led the guards into the military headquarters with rapid strides. He had been leading his troops to fight street battles with the Zhou clan in the city all day and night, but just two hours ago, he received a retreat order from Shangfeng.

The military command room was in chaos, as dozens of officers were constantly contacting the troops and issuing various orders.

Lu Jia came to the center of the main hall, saluted and shouted: "Commander!"

The commander of the Ninth Army turned to look at Lu Jia, reached out and patted him on the shoulder: "Come to the lounge with me!"

"Okay!" Lu Jia nodded.

Tens of seconds later, in the lounge.

The commander of the Ninth Army closed the door, looked at Lu Jia and whispered: "You and your guards change into civilian clothes, go back to Changji first, and evacuate with the old man."

Lu Jia was stunned for a moment: "Then... what about my army?"

"Leave your troops under the command of the Chief of Staff." The commander said solemnly: "Our position is very awkward. If we attack outwards, we have to touch the Liu Weiren division in the middle and block the pursuing troops of the Zhou clan. The old man asked specifically He cares about you very much because of your safety."

"My troops are responsible for covering?" Lu Jia asked.

"Yes." The commander nodded.

"I am the first commander of the brigade-level troops. Now I have a combat mission. I ran away immediately. What do the people below think?" Lu Jia said a little anxiously: "And how are the front lines commanded?! Feng It's the Kaga faction, a force of more than 70,000 people. It collapsed just because TM collapsed. Isn't there even a process? He Chong is the one who wants to fight. Now the Eighth District troops are here. They won't fire a shot and are ready to withdraw. It’s him too! Are hundreds of thousands of people here to play with him?”

"The Sichuan Army, the Self-Defense Army, and the Wu mercenary group all stopped the Free Chan troops at Beifengkou without caring about battle losses." The commander explained softly: "The previous Songjiang battlefield ended with Feng Chengzhang being captured. , the balance of war has long been on our side, and fighting now is really meaningless."

Lu Jia had a gloomy face, sighed, looked at the military commander and asked, "Where are we retreating to?"

The commander paused: "When you see the old man, he will tell you!"

…

Xibo no man's land, on Highway 709.

He Dachuan led fourteen soldiers from Lin Xiao's special combat brigade, put on Lao Maozi's military uniforms, and pretended to be the same group of checkpoint soldiers who had been killed by them in the designated warning area.

On the side of the road, He Dachuan was wearing a shit-yellow military coat and whispered into the intercom: "Try the wheat!"

"Roadside Team Got It!"

“Team 1 got it!

"...!"

Frequent responses came from the walkie-talkie. He Dachuan turned his head and looked around, and shouted softly to the soldiers in disguise on the roadside: "Stay away from the roadbed, otherwise the convoy will come and shine in your face, which will cause trouble." ”

After the other fourteen people heard the sound, they immediately readjusted their positions.

"Captain He, when you are on the road, you can have direct contact with the other party. When people arrive, you adapt to the situation and the initiative is handed over to you." Lin Xiao said in a low voice.

"Do you trust me so much?" He Dachuan replied on the command channel with a smile.

"You're more reliable than the one who farts."

"Haha, I understand." He Dachuan nodded.

About forty minutes later, bright car headlights appeared along the dark highway. He Dachuan pinched the microphone pinned to his collar and said softly: "Here we come."

In the field, Lin Xiao lay in the snow shell and immediately rushed to the officer leading the way and asked: "Are they this group of people?"

"Looking at the scale of the march, it should be yes." The advancing officer nodded.

Lin Xiao turned to look at him and couldn't help but ask: "Is the conflict between you and Zichen so deep?"

Along the way, Lin Xiao was impressed by the enthusiasm shown by the advanced officers in harming their own people. He was a little confused about what kind of political conflicts could make him help outsiders without any scruples. Killing his own countrymen.

The advancing officer was silent for a short while and replied in a very classic way: "In the words of you Chinese, victory requires life, and the class contradictions within the people are irreconcilable."

"...Okay." Lin Xiao nodded speechlessly.

"Aren't you also a good fighter yourself?" the officer said with some irony: "There are about one million military troops in the three major regions. If they could all be used to fight against external forces, then the war at Beifengkou would not have happened. .”

"Our population has always led the world. It's not surprising that there are a few idiots." Lin Xiao said with a serious face: "It's not surprising that there is a war, but the vast majority of the people are united! The war at Beifengkou will eventually end. It ended with freedom paying a heavy price."

"What's a silly thing??" the officer asked curiously.

"An... an adjective."

"Describe what?" the officer asked.

"To describe a person, it's like an organ." Ai Hao added in a rude way.

Lin Xiao held it in for a long time before echoing: "That's the right explanation!"

On the way, He Dachuan looked solemnly at the endless motorcade in front of him and said: "Everyone is on your place, the other party is coming!"

While he was talking, the convoy of military vehicles coming from the opposite direction marched into the ambush area. He Dachuan and others stood at attention and saluted at their respective positions.

The convoy did not stop when it passed, but passed by at an extremely fast speed. He Dachuan stood on the roadside and counted silently in his mind. The convoy that passed by was about the strength of a battalion.

It took about ten minutes for the convoy to pass by. Lin Xiao frowned and looked at the opponent's marching formation, and asked He Dachuan in a low voice: "Full camp?"

"Yes!" He Dachuan responded immediately: "The armaments are complete and the number of people is complete. They should have never been on the battlefield. They should only be the leading troops at the front, with the big fish behind."

Lin Xiao gritted his teeth and said nothing.

About ten minutes later, another convoy moved forward. This time it was smaller, with only more than 20 military vehicles, but they were mainly off-road vehicles, armed pickup trucks and other small vehicles for officers. He Dachuan carefully observed After a while, I found that these vehicles were equipped with military antennas, which looked very much like the vehicles used by enemy commanders.

"This should be it." Officer Qianjin in the snow whispered to Lin Xiao.

Lin Xiao looked at the opponent's convoy and asked He Dachuan in a low voice: "The front and rear troops have not been separated for a long time. Damn it, shoot now, we may be double-teamed from the front and rear!"

"I can't be sure who Kirill is in the car!" He Dachuan replied with his head lowered.

Just as the two were communicating, the convoy coming from the opposite direction suddenly stopped.

He Dachuan was stunned for a moment when he saw a dozen people walking out of the car, protecting a young man wearing a military uniform of a senior colonel.

In the snow, the advancing officer immediately said: "He is the target!"

"Why did you get off the car?" Lin Xiao was a little confused.

"Wow!"

When He Dachuan saw the other person getting out of the car, he immediately seized the opportunity: "What the fuck, he's on the face, why are you hesitating? Fuck him!"