Orc Tyrant

"Sir, the sewage treatment plant has been taken back."

Hearing the staff's words, Mountbatten raised his head and moved the target away from the map and report on the table.

Compared to before the war, he seemed to be more than ten years old, with dry hair and loose skin, just like a withered middle-aged man who was tortured by life.

But his spirit did not age. On the contrary, it seemed to be younger and stronger. Together with the expression in his eyes, there was a piercing light like a burning torch.

"When."

The voice is slightly hoarse, but the words are still clear.

"A message just sent at 6 o'clock in the morning."

The staff officer paused and continued:

"but……"

"Say."

Mountbatten did not say an extra word.

"Sir, I think it's necessary to emphasize that we don't have enough troops to defend that place."

Mountbatten did not speak, but stared at the map for ten seconds.

"How is the second regiment now."

"Since last night, Oak has made five consecutive assaults on their positions, one of which is larger than the other. Now there are only 371 soldiers and officers in the Second Regiment who can persist in the fight, including 70. Five wounded, and there were even serious wounded among them..."

Mountbatten was silent for a moment.

"What did the green devil say."

"They are willing to help defend there, but their number is seriously insufficient. In the process of retaking the sewage treatment plant, they have killed 51 people, and now only 46 people are left, and the rest of the wounded have been moved to the rear."

"Well……"

After tapping the table three times with his fingers, the commander of the Unique Division made up his mind.

"The military police deployed eighty people, and there were two mortar squads and three machine gun squads."

"Sir..."

"Since Oak has not many troops stationed there, it means that they don't understand the importance of that place. They should not launch a large-scale attack in a short time. In addition, the nearby terrain is complicated. With the assistance of the Green Devil team, they defended the two. It’s not a problem until three days."

"Sir, this...what's the use of this?"

The staff finally couldn't help it anymore and complained.

"The mess of the Fifth Division is enough for us to clean up, but we are clearly at the focus of Ouke’s offensive, but we still want us to spread our forces to plug the holes of other troops. Look at the next five divisions. There are a total of 20,000 people. , The result was touched by hundreds of Ouke from under their noses to the division

, Had it not been for those stupid pigs to run fast, it would have been eaten alive by Ouke! Then the position was lost, exposing our flanks. "

"All right."

"We asked Dunwich so many times for support, but every time we insisted, and the Fifth Division was beaten up like that, and it was retired when we said it was rested? Sir, although you never said it, but we do. We all know that the recruits and equipment coming up from the rear have not been supplemented once.

Got it! Dunwich wants us all to be crucified here! "

"enough!"

Mountbatten slapped the table hard, stood up, and even dinged the water glass on the table and dropped to the ground.

The guard at the door looked sideways for a few seconds, and then continued to stand guard.

"Do you know what you are talking about! What do you think we are doing here!"

Mountbatten pointed at the opponent, and said sharply:

"We are defending our homeland! Our homeland! Our race! You just insulted all those dead warriors!"

Boom~~~!

In the distant direction, a huge roar came slowly.

Mountbatten pointed out the window.

"Crucified here? We should have died here! If we don't die, our relatives and lovers will have to die! Oak is not just trying to take our land, they are going to perish our country! Destroy our race! "

The staff officer lowered his head.

"I know that you also have a lot of difficulties, but I always believe in one thing."

Mountbatten patted the opponent on the shoulder.

"Justice cannot be killed."

"I understand sir. I apologize for what I said just now."

"Well, go ahead."

After watching the other party leave, Mountbatten sat on the chair and froze for half a minute.

After a while, he raised his hand and scratched it on the table, only to find that he hadn't caught anything. He turned his head in a daze and saw that the original water glass was no longer in place.

It was lying next to a table leg, and the spilled liquid slowly spread on the mud.

Mountbatten bent down and picked up the cup, then poured himself a glass of water again, a glass of clear water with a slightly strange smell.

One week after Oak launched the offensive, Dunwich had basically completely cut off water and electricity. Drinking water can only rely on nearby rivers, but it is obvious that Oak is also using those rivers. Although they will not poison them, they also make the big Part of the river water is filled with a strange smell.

When everyone was drinking the river water, they tried their best not to think about what Oak did in the river.

After putting down the cup, Mountbatten remained silent as always.

He was thinking, this is also the one thing he did the most.

He used to be a very talkative person, but after experiencing many wars, conspiracies, and events beyond reason, he became less and less talking.

Recalling what the staff officer had just said, Mountbatten sighed slightly.

In fact, what the other party said was correct. After he used "special means" to completely transfer the troops from the front line to Dunwich, Ben Lier seemed to have some suspicions about him. Put the only division in the most dangerous place.

Of course Mountbatten knew why the other party did it.

That person was no longer serving the country and the people. He became an evil puppet, a fallen man, and he was extremely wary of a relatively independent and loyal officer like Mountbatten.

So far, Mountbatten knows that at least two-digit high-ranking officers have been removed or replaced by various means.

The only division is a tough one, and Ben Lil can't chew for the time being, so he decided to let Oak come to chew.

He is the supreme commander of the Dunwich Theater, and he has such power.

As for what his final locality was, Mountbatten didn't know, nor did his "friends" tell him, they just said that they would contact Mountbatten when the time came.

Mountbatten felt a little desperate.

It is not because of Ok, nor is it because of cultists, but human beings themselves, facing the choice of destruction and survival, still fight each other for various unprovoked interests.

Sometimes he also thought that it seemed like a good choice just to die on the front line.

But his friends repeatedly reminded him that if he dies, then this war will be completely over...

Mountbatten never felt that he was a genius, or a wise man, and he never thought that he would have such an important responsibility, but—

The prophecy that the man said has never been missed.

Mountbatten does not want this war to bring destruction to his homeland, although his hometown is still far away from the battlefield, and his relatives are also far away from the battlefield.

But once they fail here, then the war will quickly approach them, and no one can stand alone.

This is the cruelty of war.

Regardless of whether you care, whether you care, whether you participate, once the hurricane of war blows, everyone and everything will be involved.

"Sir!"

Suddenly, the communications officer walked in.

"An emergency call from the Fifteenth Defense Division."

This call awakened Mountbatten from his thoughts. He quickly took the telegram and saw that the words on it almost didn't make him faint.

"Salute to Major General Mountbatten, our division's position is about to be breached by Ouke, and we hope to quickly increase reinforcement."

Fewer words, big things, because the Fifteenth Division is on the north side of the Unique Division.