The First Order

For most of my life, I face multiple multiple choice questions.

However, there are always a few moments, a few seconds, a few seconds, and you have no choice in your life.

Just like the Qing clan at this moment, Qing Zhen knows that this huge consortium is sinking into the darkness like the setting sun, but he has no other choice.

However, when there is only one path left in front of you, you no longer hesitate or hesitate.

Because you have nothing to do except go forward.

In this Ginkgo Manor, Zhou Qi asked: "Since you have a plan in your heart, when will we leave? We have to leave anyway. Why don't we leave earlier. What are you waiting for?"

"It's not what I'm waiting for," Qingzhen suddenly laughed: "It's that we can't leave now, and Zero won't let me go."

Zhou Qi raised his eyebrows: "It hasn't hit here yet. We want to withdraw to the northwest. Why does it stop us?"

"I said that you can't be lucky if you are an enemy of artificial intelligence," Qingzhen said: "When you went to Central Plains before, a monster ran out of Jingshan to stop Ren Xiaosu in the north. I think Ren Xiaosu should not kill it, but you After returning, the monster never appeared again, and no one knew where it was."

Moreover, the vicinity of the Ginkgo Manor has long been monitored by eagles who don't know how many, and Qing Zhen's every move can't escape the other's sight now.

Qingzhen didn't plan to care, because it didn't make sense.

Zhou Qi curled his lips: "If you don't go now, won't you be even more unable to leave in the future? Anyway, I won't care about you at that time, I will drill into the river when a disaster is imminent."

Qingzhen said, "Don't worry, I reached an agreement with Northwest China as early as a year ago."

Luo Lan froze for a moment: "A year ago? Wasn't that when Zhou Qi and I went to the Northwest? You didn't go there either. On behalf of the Qing family, we only talked about trade matters, and didn't mention anything else... etc. Wait, was that girl going to talk to Zhang Jinglin on your behalf?"

Qing Zhen stopped talking.

A year ago, in order to connect the Qing family to the Northwest Railway, Luo Lan and Zhou Qizeng sent a girl to the Northwest to be a hostage.

At that time Luo Lan said to Xu Xianchu that this was the girl Qing Zhen liked, and Zhou Qi was curious, how could he never know about this.

In fact, Luo Lan is not too clear about this matter. The information he knows is all Qingzhen tells him.

Before sending that girl to the northwest, Luo Lan had only seen the **** both sides, and he had never taken the matter at ease, so much so that he had almost forgotten that such a person existed during the year.

But now it seems that the girl's purpose was not that simple when she went to the northwest.

The period of this year seems to coincide with the time when Barrier No. 61 digs the underground tunnel. In other words, at that time, Qingzhen was fully prepared to deal with artificial intelligence.

...

Behind the Sanshan Defense Line, Qingyi stood beside the huge sand table frowning.

The sand table this time is different from what he has seen before. The red flag represents Qing's troop deployment, and the blue flag represents the imaginary enemy army.

In the past, Qing's sand table had more red flags on his side, which seemed very oppressive.

This time, however, the blue flag representing the enemy almost filled the area beyond the Three Mountains Defense Line.

Qingyi was a little tired from this battle because they knew nothing about the enemy.

When fighting against Li and Yang, Qingyi knew exactly how to fight, what the opponent's weaknesses and strengths were.

But hitting the crowds controlled by artificial intelligence gave Qingyi a sense of powerlessness. It seemed that all his efforts were just to lose.

However, whenever Qingyi checked the reports of each combat sequence, he always felt amazing.

The powerful micro-manipulation displayed by artificial intelligence on the battlefield is beyond the reach of human beings. The other party has not used any conspiracy, nor has it even used any tricks, and it has completely used honest and refined operation methods to control the Qing family. The troops cannibalized a little bit.

Qingyi originally thought that the other party would control the elderly and children into the battle, and even control their crying, in order to penetrate the psychological defense of Qing soldiers.

I would like to ask, no matter how hard-hearted ordinary soldiers are, they will feel relieved when they see old people and children rushing over crying for help.

However, the opponent didn't use this method. It was using powerful computing power to seize more than forty positions on the Three Mountains Defense Line in one day.

This command ability made Qingyi feel that the opponent's fighting style has a strange beauty when examining the sand table.

The power of the 152mm howitzer on the battlefield is terrifying, but the opponent is not even afraid of fire coverage.

Qing Yi suddenly remembered what Qing Zhen said: human beings and artificial intelligence are playing games, and the ability of the opponent displayed is something you would never have imagined before. When you resume the game, you will be amazed that the original Go can be played like this.

Now, Qingyi is amazed that war can be fought like this.

Qingyi lived with his uncle in the barracks since he was a child. He likes the military and also likes to study the military.

Before Qingzhen asked him what his dreams were, Qingyi said that he wanted to be a famous player in the world.

At that time, Qing Zhen smiled and said to help him realize this wish.

Later, after Qingzhen became the lord of the Qing clan, he really fulfilled his promise.

Qingyi's commanding talent is outstanding, even with the three armies in his hands, he can manage well.

When the Li family and the Yang family were harvested, Qing Zhen didn't make any further moves. Qing Yi managed it all alone, and finally ended the Southwest War perfectly.

But Qingyi knows his own shortcomings, and his ability may be more reflected in the detailed management of military affairs than in the battlefield game.

He didn't have Zhang Jinglin's aspirations, he didn't have the precautions for the rainy days, the final accounts for thousands of miles, and the wise and tactics of Wang Shengzhi.

As time went by, he slowly realized that he might not be able to become a famous general in this life.

On the stage of this era, he is destined to only become a supporting role.

Just like life, a teenager should always understand after growing up in spring, summer, autumn and winter that youth, sweat, and blood, in fact, may not be able to exchange for the dreams he most desires.

But what about that, Qingyi smiled, and he said to the confidential secretary beside him: "Call the chief of staff to come over, I want to re-form the combat plan, this time, we will directly give up position 171."

Although he would always lose, before losing this war, Qingyi had to use what he saw and learned to the extreme.

...

The retreat plan in the northwest was relatively smooth. Wang Yuexi divided the retreating civilians into six groups and left one after another, so that the pressure on the supply depot would not be so great, and the evacuees would be more emotionally stable.

In the direction of the key door, Wang Yun counted that a person passed through every 2.7 seconds, and this orderly speed was in line with their plan.

If there are no other accidents, then the 144 barrier can probably be evacuated within three days.

It used to take longer to pass through the key door, but many people gave up the key door method and set foot on the path of retreat with their families.

Some people want to donate their home vehicles because they heard that the Sixth Field Division will stay to fight the enemy, and the vehicles are not enough.

Zhang Xiaoman refused all of this. After all, cars are not very helpful to the war, and the number is a bit small.

Not many people can own a car this year.

At this moment, Wang Fugui was in a small tavern banqueting the big businessmen of the Southwest Chamber of Commerce.

This is still the small restaurant where Wang Fugui asked everyone to help build water conservancy projects, but now the owner and staff of this small restaurant have all left barrier 144 in the second batch.

Wearing a simple dress, Wang Fugui personally cut the lamb and lamb chops, and then threw them into the pot along with the onion, ginger, garlic and other seasonings, waiting for the lamb in the pot to slowly simmer.

He put the boning knife on the chopping board, and then wiped the blood from his hands with a smile: "Everyone, after this meal, we are going to leave with the third batch. The next meeting should be in Fort 178. I and The young marshal talked about it, please rest assured that your property will be guaranteed even during the war. I also said hello to the black market."

The big businessmen's expressions have eased a little. In troubled times, the rich are of course the most worried about their property.

Although Fort 178 has never done anything to confiscate homes for no reason, other consortia have done it, so everyone is worried at this time.

But now with Wang Fugui's assurance, they are willing to trust that young coach once.

Of course, there is no way to believe it.

Since the last time Wang Fugui beat them, these business leaders have been honest one by one. When the young marshal went to inspect the river embankment and water conservancy, they could not wait to carry sandbags on the river embankment to show their loyalty.

In fact, once the loyalty is in place, the benefits allocated to them by Wang Fugui will naturally be in place.

This time, Wang Fugui killed sheep and eviscerated the bones, but everyone did not feel ashamed the last time. Instead, someone asked: "President Wang, just say what you want. Don’t hesitate to have what you have."

After cleaning his hands, Wang Fugui sat on his seat, and then sighed with a frown: "Everyone knows that my relationship with the marshal is not comparable to ordinary people. I am his treasurer and he is my boss. The owner's heart There is suffering, I, the shopkeeper, naturally want to share the worries for him."

There was silence in the small restaurant, and only Wang Fugui's voice remained: "You are going to retreat this time, but do you know that the Sixth Field Division will stay and fight? Everyone can retreat smoothly, and the protection of the Northwest Army is absolutely indispensable. , Let’s just pat on the conscience and say, has the Northwest Army treated anyone wrongly? Has the Northwest Army exploited anyone? Has the Northwest Army failed to fulfill its responsibilities?"

The big businessmen looked at each other, and one of the older ones said: "Brother Wang, we can all understand what you said. It is indeed thanks to the Northwest Army that we have been able to live a good life in the past two years."

"Well," Wang Fugui said, "It's good for everyone to understand this."

"What support does Brother Wang need from us?"

"Cars," said Wang Fugui, squinting his eyes, "Now we are fighting. The trucks we used to travel to and from the Central Plains are naturally useless, but the vehicles are useless if they are idle. It is better to donate these cars for the Northwest Army. Is it good to use?"

The big businessmen were shocked. For their runaway business, trucks are the lifeblood of them.

You can only get goods if you have a car. It can even be said that you have a car in your hand to get someone to help you.

Now Wang Fugui is too ruthless, he has to take all these trucks away as soon as he opens his mouth.

Seeing that everyone hesitated, Wang Fugui took a sip from his teacup and said, "I have nothing to benefit from this time. It's just that this war breaks out. What business do you have? You can't enjoy it day by day. The Northwest’s good policies. In the end, I don’t want to do anything for the Northwest. There are no such good things. Now I am here to discuss with you. After the war, Wang Fugui will naturally tell the young marshals about these things. The young marshals are not affectionate. People will not treat you badly."

Someone hesitated: "Yes..."

Wang Fugui paused his teacup on the table, his face gradually calmed down: "It's nothing. Earlier, you squeezed labor. I helped you solve it. You want to get land for approval. The Northwest Army has also happily supported it. Now this You can help me a little bit, and the Northwest Army will pay for you."

"We demand payment in gold," a businessman said.

Wang Fugui shook his head: "You can't trust the Northwest Army. There is no gold, only the Northwest currency issued by the 178 Fortress Bank."

While we were talking, there were crowds of people outside the window of the small restaurant, and everyone clearly saw groups of soldiers encircling the small restaurant.

Wang Fugui said: "If you lose your horse, you don't know what is good, what do you say?"

The older businessman hurriedly smiled and said, "Of course we are willing to support the Northwest Army. Chairman Wang, you can set the charter."

Wang Fugui nodded and walked outside: "Then I'm not welcome, let's get the lamb in the pot by myself. I have to leave beforehand."

Now everyone is racing against time. Wang Fugui has no time to follow these big merchants. The vehicle must be taken away because the Sixth Field Division is in urgent need.

Wang Fugui also knows that as soon as the threats to everyone happen today, his reputation will be ruined, but there are certain things that someone has to come forward to do.

Bad one's reputation is better than bad Xiaosu's reputation.

The transport trucks in the hands of these big merchants can add up to hundreds, which is enough for the Sixth Field Division to meet its urgent needs.

There was already a car waiting outside. Wang Fugui said to an officer under Zhang Xiaoman: “Don’t let them leave here until you get all the vehicles. They will also hand over the diesel and gasoline. Lamb is a good thing. They eat more."

"Well, don't worry," the officer replied.

President Wang of the Northwest Chamber of Commerce is the confidant of the marshal, this is something everyone knows.

Although Wang Fugui had never intervened in military affairs and had never crossed the line, it did not mean that he could not speak well in the military.

The car carrying Wang Fugui left, and only a dozen large businessmen in the small restaurant looked at each other. Not far away, on the stove, the soup was gurgling and tumbling in the big iron pot boiling the mutton and mutton soup.

Within Barrier No. 144, there are several motorcades heading towards the West Gate of Barrier, including Ren Xiaosu.

After dozens of people gathered at the West Gate, they waited quietly until another convoy from Fort 178 appeared on the northwestern horizon.

Da Huyou said next to Ren Xiaosu: "Yesterday the commander praised us for being orderly when we arranged the retreat. When he sees you, he must praise you."

Ren Xiaosu said: "What is it about Mr. Zhang coming to Barrier 144 today?"

"I don't know, even Wang Fengyuan doesn't know," Da Huyou shook his head.

Ren Xiaosu had some doubts. The retreat here only needs to be done step by step, and it is reasonable to say that Zhang Jinglin does not need it.

A few minutes later, the convoy quickly arrived at the gate. After getting off the car, Zhang Jinglin said directly to Ren Xiaosu: "You come with me, I have something to discuss with you."

With that said, Zhang Jinglin actually walked aside, no one followed except Ren Xiaosu.

When the two of them walked to a remote place, Zhang Jinglin said, "I won't enter the barrier anymore. I just came here to tell you one thing."

"What must be said in person?" Ren Xiaosu wondered: "Northwest Communications is still open."

Zhang Jinglin smiled and said, "Naturally, it is necessary to speak in person. Did you know that Luo Lan and Zhou Qi sent a girl to the northwest?"

Ren Xiaosu nodded: "I heard Da Huyou mentioned later that she was a hostage sent by Qing clan, you protected her."

"When the hostages are false, it is true to want to reach an agreement secretly," Zhang Jinglin said: "I made an agreement with Qingzhen a year ago. If one day Wang’s artificial intelligence becomes a disaster, the Northwest will accept Qing’s people. We must also help Qing Zhen and others to evacuate from the southwest."

Ren Xiaosu was stunned, he didn't expect this to happen.

Da Huyou and others have never mentioned it, and it seems that even Da Huyou has no idea.

Zhang Jinglin said to himself: "Since then, Fort 178 has jointly launched a project with the Qing clan. Then, in a year, more than 300 Qing clan-related scientific researchers have come to the northwest for this purpose. The project is working hard. Now things are within Qingzhen’s expectations, so I hope you can go to the southwest to meet him and retreat to the northwest."

"Come to the northwest by Ying Ying Qingzhen?" Ren Xiaosu thought about it in his mind, then shook his head and said: "No, it takes 3 days to meet Ying Qingzhen, and it will not be considered a dangerous situation on the road. Since you made such an agreement with Mr. Zhang, you must have predicted danger. This time I went to the southwest, what should the Sixth Field Division do? I can’t go, although I consider Qingzhen and Luo Lan as friends, but They are not in a critical danger now. At this time, I need to be with my soldiers."

Although the other side is a friend, the responsibility of everyone in the Sixth Field Division here lies on Ren Xiaosu's shoulders. Luo Lan is a friend, and Zhang Xiaoman and the others are also friends.

Everyone trusts Ren Xiaosu and believes that the marshal can lead everyone out of a way to survive, but now Ren Xiaosu wants to leave them behind to save others?

Although P5092 said that Ren Xiaosu could not go to guerrilla with the Sixth Field Division this time, he could always help.

I really can't beat it. Pulling out a behemoth like Ling Chen can always save some soldiers, right?

Moreover, Ren Xiaosu promised that Zhao Wankun, the soldiers who opened the key door, would guard the 144th barrier to the last minute and take everyone away.

Perhaps the Northwest will still lose after all their efforts have been made, but these promises must not fail.

However, at this moment, Zhang Xiaoman at the city gate suddenly ran out: "Young handsome! Young handsome! The key door that was opened on the snow-capped mountain before, a few people ran out, and now they want to see you!"

Ren Xiaosu was puzzled. He asked from a distance, "Who, do I know?"

"You know," Zhang Xiaoman roared: "It's those knights from Qinghe Group."

This time, Ren Xiaosu is really foolish. Didn’t the knights say to climb the highest peak in the world...

Could it be that Zhao Wankun's key door was opened on that snow mountain? !