The First Order

Countdown to the fifth day.

early morning.

Yesterday's battle was more cruel than expected. The Northwest Army lost 12 positions in one day.

None of the combat troops on these positions evacuated, they did not want to evacuate, and at the same time, P5092 did not allow them to evacuate.

P5092 said to Wang Yun that if every position cannot be defeated, then retreat, where will the other Northwest Army and civilians retreat behind him?

Standing on this line of defense with each other exists to gain time. If you can't beat them, you will use your life to delay them.

Just like what P5092 said to Zhang Xiaoman twice: Otherwise, what do you think war is?

War is a battle aimed at eliminating the enemy's vital forces.

Fortunately, Ji Ziang near Position 317 temporarily changed the topography of the road, traversing the mountain peaks along the path of the enemy's mechanized troops in a way of almost overdrawing their lives. Otherwise, the situation might be even worse.

You know, the Southwest Forest is not accessible to mechanized troops.

So the entire Central Plains mechanized troops are gathered here. The weapons and equipment left to Wang before the fire are not much. They were all destroyed before retreating, and a grenade could directly blast the tank's barrel.

However, the Kong family and the Zhou family almost surrendered without a fight. The two consortia left too much for the Wang family.

Ji Ziang knows the severity, so he must help P5092 block these mechanized troops.

At this time, Ji Ziang had collapsed, lying in the field hospital behind the headquarters, under the care of a nurse.

But P5092 didn't even visit Ji Ziang in the field hospital because he didn't have time.

Time is extremely precious to the Northwest Army at this moment.

There are only five days left, and now the Northwest Army is so strenuous just to block the enemy army all the way, and according to nonsense, the enemy army still has three groups of the same size coming in.

In the command camp, Wang Yun looked at P5092 and asked, "How long do you think the Dawn Defense Line can last when all the combat staff are sent out to deliver orders?"

P5092 thought for a while and said: "Three days, if you are lucky, three days. On the third day we will begin to evacuate to Fort 178, which is our last battlefield."

Wang Yun knows that P5092 only tells the truth, so this dawn defense line can only defend for three days at most, and only three days of luck to the extreme.

In the face of a large number of enemies, this does not seem to be an unacceptable answer.

It is said that the Sanshan Defense Line has been defensive for three days, and if the Dawn Defense Line is added a few days ago, the defense time of the Sanshan Defense Line has actually been exceeded.

However, there are still five days to count down. Will human civilization be destroyed in the last two days?

P5092 looked at Wang Yun and said, "Artificial intelligence has started to catch up with time. Today is the most critical day. It will definitely come out with something that can crush us. As for whether we can stop it, no one knows. In the face of artificial intelligence, our soldiers don’t even have time to rest."

At this time, the soldiers on each position were in extreme exhaustion, and this battle was different from the past.

In the past, both the enemy and the enemy needed to rest, so even if the time is not well allocated, there is always time to sleep. During the war, at least four hours of rest per day can be guaranteed. If the fighting conditions are not intense, you can even sleep for six or eight hours.

But now it’s different. Artificial intelligence’s attacks seem to be endless. The position is scheduled to change defense rotations, but the problem is that the sound of guns is so loud, how can you sleep?

Today, some soldiers fainted while walking. The Quartermaster Department immediately dismantled thousands of uniforms and made simple earplugs for everyone.

In fact, under normal circumstances, soldiers cannot wear earplugs even if they are sleeping, because they will not be able to hear the emergency assembly order.

But now there is really no way, some soldiers will really collapse if they don't sleep.

...

On the 287 plateau of Xigu Mountain, the third division led by Zhou Yinglong was stationed here.

The talented Zhou Yinglong was patrolling the defense line with a sad face. At this time, the 287 Heights finally ushered in a rare rest time, and the enemy finally retreated like a tide.

It is said that the enemy's retreat is a good thing, but Zhou Yinglong knew that things were not simple. The enemy's soldiers and equipment were all sufficient. It didn't make sense to retreat at this time, so there must be a moth about to happen.

The adjutant followed Zhou Yinglong to patrol the position. He followed Zhou Yinglong and said: "Master, you should go to sleep. I calculated the time. You have 30 hours without closing your eyes."

Zhou Yinglong calmly said: "Why sleep for a long time before you die? You must sleep for a long time after you die. There will be more opportunities to sleep later.

The adjutant was stunned, but did not answer.

There were craters several meters deep on the 287 high ground. Some shells hit the ground, and even the trenches could be destroyed.

When it was time to eat, each of the Northwest Army soldiers sat in the trenches, holding their aluminum lunch boxes and taking two bites carefully.

Everyone felt hungry and heartburned, but they had no appetite.

They killed too many people, and saw their comrades blown to **** flesh by their side.

But there is no way, they must eat if they want to continue fighting.

The delicious food in the past chewed like wax. The soldiers could only chew mechanically. This is the veteran. They can overcome their discomfort and keep themselves in a state suitable for fighting.

Zhou Yinglong looked at each soldier, and everyone's pupils were shrinking like needles, each one alive like a ghost.

Long-term tension causes everyone's nerves to be tense, and these emotions will directly affect the pupils.

So different from works of art, in a real war, everyone looks like a ghost.

No one is innocent, but no one is absolutely wrong.

However, at this moment, the adjutant next to Zhou Yinglong suddenly said, "Master, look outside the defense line!"

Outside of 287 Heights, Zhou Yinglong saw black dark clouds floating over the horizon.

The speed of the dark clouds is extremely fast, as if in the blink of an eye, they can get closer.

It was not a real dark cloud. Zhou Yinglong took out his high-power military binoculars and looked at it, only to see dense wings flapping and countless birds converging.

Wild goose, cuckoo, oriole, wild duck.

Zhou Yinglong suddenly realized that these birds have one characteristic in common, that is, they are all migratory birds.

It's autumn now, and these migratory birds are about to fly to the south to prepare for the winter, but suddenly return to the northwest.

As everyone knows, artificial intelligence has found the best way to control the birds. It only needs to find the habitat that migratory birds must pass through during their migration.

And not far from Wang’s No. 61 barrier, there is a wetland suitable for birds to stop on the way, and there are eight or nine migratory habitats in this area.

Migratory birds take a short rest in the habitat, where they eat and drink for a short time, then are controlled by artificial intelligence and can no longer fly to the south.

Zhou Yinglong saw in the sky a huge eagle falcon soaring towards the dark cloud, as fast as an electric beam.

At first, the majestic eagle falcon rushed into the dark clouds and actually broke up the forwards of the bird flock. However, in the next moment, the birds in the flock hovered the falcon like a division of labor and circled its feathers and wings. The wings came down one by one.

In the blink of an eye, the eagle falcon turned into a mass of energy and disappeared above the sky.

Earlier, Hassan, the eagle falcon, made great achievements in the northwest, but it was somewhat useless in the face of absolute numbers.

Zhou Yinglong looked at the distant sky and sighed: "Wake up all the soldiers, fill them with ammunition, we are going to fight a tough battle."

Judging from the direction where the dark clouds flew, the 287 highland is probably the first position to encounter an air attack.

Yesterday when the artificial intelligence attacked Ren Xiaosu, Zhou Yingxue, and Yang Xiaojin, Zhou Yinglong knew that the enemy was intending to separate Xigu Mountain and took the knife here first.

Unexpectedly, today the opponent will attack more directly.

This is what P5092 speculates that artificial intelligence uses today to overwhelm the Dawn Line of Defense attack.

Zhou Yinglong couldn't even judge how many birds there were. The mutated birds gathered together after the catastrophe, and it looked like a terrifying natural disaster that stretched for several kilometers.

On Height 287, all the heavy machine guns adjusted their shooting angles. They were originally against the mountain, but now they are all filled with sandbags and raised towards the sky.

Not only heavy machine guns, but also on such an important high ground as 287, there is a big killer such as near-anti-cannon.

All the soldiers held their breath and waited for the birds to approach, Zhou Yinglong said with emotion: "I can't say that Lao Tzu's ability is completely useless..."

Zhou Yinglong's ability was to summon a wild boar, but no matter how powerful the wild boar was, it would not be able to arch a bird in the sky.

When the birds finally reached the sky above 287, Zhou Yinglong ordered to open fire!

In the early morning, the bullets of the heavy machine gun shot into the sky in a visible trajectory like a red pill. However, what is amazing is that when the heavy machine gun roared, the flock of birds that had been gathered together separated. A few gaps.

And these gaps are precisely where the heavy machine gun bullets will hit the birds.

The gaps between the birds are very precise, and there is no superfluous.

However, the rate of fire of bullets is still much faster than that of Asuka. Even if artificial intelligence has a predictive prediction of the trajectory, it cannot avoid all of them.

However, Zhou Yinglong secretly said that it was not good, because after this round of attacks, the results were significantly lower than his expectations.

If there is only such a small hit rate, I am afraid that the entire 287 highland ammunition is finished, and it is impossible to kill these birds.

Then the next thing that 287 Heights has to face is to be overwhelmed by this black swarm of birds.

Not only is 287 Heights, but also the second echelon defense line behind!

"Shoot a base number with close guns!" Zhou Yinglong ordered.

The high ground was roaring, as if to shake out everyone's lungs.

The preparation for launching near-anti-aircraft guns is a bit more than for heavy machine guns. When the shells broke through the sound barrier and ejected from the barrel, the dark clouds hovering in the sky suddenly opened a three-meter-wide cavity. The shells came from here. The hole directly penetrated the flock of birds.

In the midst of a salvo of close-in guns, Zhou Yinglong quietly ordered the soldiers to take out the cloud explosive bombs behind the bunker, trying to sanction the birds by means of high temperature and oxygen deficiency.

However, even though the soldier's movements were very concealed, the birds still avoided the trajectory of the cloud bomb in advance.

The warhead cannot trigger the fuze inside the projectile without touching objects, and the technological level of the Northwest is not enough to support them to manufacture remotely trackable missiles.

Immediately afterwards, even the enemy ground forces that had retreated before began to attack the 287 Heights again.

Moreover, along with the large-caliber howitzers that the enemy had not used on the 287 heights before, they also appeared. This shows that the mechanized troop channel near the 317 position has been opened, and the previous retreating enemy seems to have cleared the channel.

Amidst the noise, Zhou Yinglong sighed inwardly, and Xigu Mountain might not be able to hold it.

The adjutant said in a low voice, "Master, do you want to withdraw? We can't keep it."

Zhou Yinglong took a deep breath and smiled and said, "You don't know how cold-blooded the kid in charge of the command is now. He won't let us withdraw... Besides, I don't want to withdraw."

"Master, don't you want to go back to Fort 178 to take a look at your family?"

Zhou Yinglong said: "After the war is won, my comrades in arms will bring my big molars back and put them under the bronze bell in the square, and I will naturally go back."

One hour later, the bird swarms flooded the 287 highland and began to fly towards the second echelon defense line behind the 287 highland.

Zhang Jinglin, who was busy in the field hospital, suddenly received news of Zhou Yinglong's death. He was silent for a long while with mixed feelings, then wiped his hands and took another wounded person.

The three words Zhou Yinglong fell into his heart like a pebble, only a circle of ripples, and then there was no fluctuation.

After all the wounded were sent to the operating room, Zhang Jinglin silently walked out of the porch of the field hospital, stood alone at the door and lit a cigarette, looking into the direction of 287 Heights.

This is the case with war. Time is too tight, and there is not too much time to remember.

Zhang Jinglin was not idle after he transferred to the highest military command. He chose to come to the field hospital to be an old and strong medical soldier. It seemed that this was the time he had most fulfilled and missed.

This change in status surprised many people, but Wang Fengyuan, who knew Zhang Jinglin best, understood that the other party's two biggest wishes were actually to be a medical soldier or a teacher.

...

In the command tent, the news of the fall of position after position came, and the bird swarms in the sky seemed to have really become the heavyweight killer that crushed the Dawn Line of Defense.

The atmosphere in the camp was extremely low, and this one after another, as if trying to crush them, kept coming.

If you follow this speed, I am afraid that the dawn defense line will completely collapse without tomorrow.

Wang Yun suddenly said to P5092: "Your heartbeat hasn't changed too much, and your body surface temperature hasn't changed. Don't you worry about the line of defense at all? Just now the combat staff also asked the marshal, the marshal said that he is not very good at the moment To deal with these birds."

Wang Yun's implication is that their greatest support is now helpless.

Ren Xiaosu is not a panacea. His thank you coins are all used to buy mastery stones to increase the proficiency of Daxing Northwest. Even the stock of burst poker was used when it was received before Qingzheng.

Therefore, he has no good way to deal with the enemy in the air.

Wang Yun's ability to control the air is okay, but his ability as a transcendent is not outstanding, and his more powerful still is the ability to remember, organize and analyze.

P5092 glanced at Wang Yun: "Wait."

In this command camp, it seems that only P5092 is left without worry.

Wang Yun was puzzled: "Wait for what?"

"Wait for the rain," P5092 said: "In the morning, I felt that the weather turned cold instantly, indicating that the northern cold front has arrived here, and the first autumn rain is coming."

Wang Yun didn't ask anything more, but he still didn't understand, what impact can the rain have on these birds?

At position 141, Luo Lan, Zhou Qi, Qingzheng, and Xu Man were eating breakfast around the bonfire.

The surrounding Northwest Army soldiers have entered the trenches one after another. As the second echelon of the defense line, they have been notified that the enemy has broken through the first echelon and will arrive soon.

Everyone is sinking into desperation, because they all know what is happening on the front line of defense.

Perhaps the former friends and comrades-in-arms will never be seen again.

A tense atmosphere spread across the battlefield, and Luo Lan and the others seemed quite relaxed.

Luo Lan specially asked for heavy machine guns from the infantry brigade on the 141 position, and issued them to his twelve heroes. At this time, the golden heroic spirits were standing on the edge of the defense line, planning to fight side by side with the Northwest Army.

The sky darkened, the wind from the northeast began to pour in the mountains, and the bonfire was flickering.

Suddenly, a large cloud of clouds floated from behind the mountain in front, and the bird flock was surpassing the mountain pass and heading towards Position 141.

Zhou Qi silently looked at the sky above his head, and then said after a long time: "I am a little convinced of P5092 now."

Qingzhen nodded.

It is also a celebration of military genius, and naturally understands Zhou Qi's subtext in seconds.

When P5092 called Zhou Qilai for 141 positions before, they didn't know exactly what the opponent wanted Zhou Qi to do.

After all, although Position 141 is at the forefront of the second echelon, it is the enemy's first target, but the problem is that there is no river here, and even a stream is invisible. What role can Zhou Qi play?

At that time, P5092 only said that it would be clear when the week came.

It seems that the other party is not worried about the failure of the plan at all, and even the weather is in the other party's calculation.

After the cold front moves south, the clouds and fog in the sky quickly condense into water vapor when cold, and then the water vapor continues to condense and form water droplets.

Above the firmament, a drop of crystal clear water was leaving the clouds and falling to the ground. It fell into the dirt around its feet with a clatter, splashing with a slight smell of earth.

The heavy rain is really coming.

Zhou Qi turned around and walked slowly towards the edge of the defense line. The fine raindrops in the sky fell faster and faster, gradually pulling up a majestic rain curtain over everyone's heads.

However, just as the birds were approaching position 141, the drizzle in the sky was like stars and swords in the sky.

The soldiers are all guarding in the trenches.

Luo Lan, Qingzhen, and Xu Man waited behind the line of defense.

Only Zhou Qi faced the surging bird flock and suddenly opened his palm, his eyes were already blue.

Suddenly, the raindrops were suddenly stretched into needles by invisible force, and they were all invincible.

Millions of rain needles fell like a thunder, and they directly penetrated the birds that stretched for several kilometers.

Rain, blood, feathers, and the corpses of flying birds were mixed down to the ground. The birds seemed to want to retreat to the rear, but it was too late to retreat now.

Zhou Qi was already a demigod after the first battle in the mud battlefield.

There was some sadness in Luo Lan's eyes, because he knew this was the last gift of the youngest.