The First Order

Countdown to the third day.

Early morning.

The autumn rain stopped briefly, and the smell of soil after the rain filled the air.

On the third echelon defense line where the command tent is located, guns can be heard from the second echelon defense line.

The chasm in the abyss that traverses the ground blocked the way of the second enemy army in the northwest. Those artificial intelligence soldiers on foot would have to march for at least a day to get around the crack that was dozens of kilometers long.

With his own strength, Yan Liuyuan blocked the biggest crisis in front of the Liming Line of Defense.

When Yan Liuyuan led herdsmen from the north to the line of defense, Ren Xiaosu noticed Yan Liuyuan's short position like an ascetic monk.

He was stunned for a moment, and then asked Yan Liuyuan, "What's the matter with your hair?"

"Oh, it's okay," Yan Liuyuan smiled and explained: "It will grow back again. Brother, I have more than 20,000 warriors from the tribe here. Maybe they can help you."

As a result, the P5092 next to him shook his head and said: "No need, now the Dawn Line is about to retreat. If you have spare capacity, please help take some wounded away."

Yan Liuyuan thought for a while and said, "Okay."

On this line of defense, except for the combat troops of the third echelon line of defense, only the wounded who can leave alive are the only ones who can leave.

It's not that P5092 suddenly carried forward some humanitarian spirit, but that even if these wounded stayed on the battlefield, they couldn't continue fighting. It's better to bring them back to the rear and keep them as human fire.

At this time, there is a special force responsible for transporting the wounded. They are going to various positions to count the specific number of wounded, and then retreat with them.

In position 141, the soldiers had just repelled a group of enemy troops and were able to rest for a short time.

The battalion commander of the Iron 2 Battalion of the 2nd Division in charge of this position was bandaging his wounds by his own orderly.

In the middle of the night last night, in a sudden attack, a shot from an unknown source hit his arm, and his arm bones were broken.

There are splints for fixing bones in the barracks, so you don't need to use wooden sticks to fix them.

When the battalion commander bandaged the wound, cold sweat broke out on his painful forehead, and his lips became pale.

The pain in the heart after a broken bone was a bit unbearable for the tough guy in the Northwest.

At this moment, a young soldier in the position ran over, and he said to the battalion commander with a look of surprise: "Batadal commander, all the wounded must be retreated from the rear. It is said to be withdrawing to the 178 fortress. Hurry up. Let them see the injuries in the past, now only the wounded can retreat, the sister-in-law is still at home waiting for you."

In fact, the Northwest Army soldiers of the second echelon already knew that they could not retreat, and they had to buy time to retreat for the comrades in the back.

How to buy time? Use your life.

Everyone was quite uncomfortable at first, but I don't know why, everyone accepted this reality overnight.

No one is responsible for doing ideological work for them, and no one is to fool them about their family and country feelings. Everyone just thinks that since they are soldiers of the Northwest Army, then don't be greedy for life and fear of death.

The three characters for the Northwest Army are like an unclear emotion. When the soldiers of the Northwest Army don’t seem to have much special treatment, they should let others everywhere when they are living in the barriers. Give up your seat to the elderly and children for fear of staining the epaulettes on your shoulders.

Just like this young soldier, he was not from Fort 178, he was drafted into the army after the Northwest was unified.

He didn't know why, seeing the bright red banner at the conscription office that day, he went to sign up.

When the trade at Barrier No. 144 was prosperous, many people in the family persuaded that they should stop working as a soldier in the Northwest Army. They would do business with their uncle and earn more than being a soldier.

But every time he smiled without speaking, he didn't know how to answer, but he just wanted to stay in the Northwest Army.

It's the same now. Although he knew he would die if he stayed, he just wanted to stay with his comrades on the ground.

There is no reason, he thinks this is what he should do.

But now it's different. The wounded left for a legitimate reason. The young soldier knew that the battalion commander had two children, and his wife hadn't worked yet, and the family couldn't live without him.

Therefore, he was thinking that the battalion commander could take this opportunity to leave the second echelon line of defense and retreat with the large forces.

This is not because of greed for life and fear of death, but for the battalion commander's current arm, it is indeed inappropriate to continue fighting on the ground.

At this time, footsteps came from outside the camp.

The young soldier actually saw the battalion commander tear off the splint on his arm, and then covered the wound on his arm with military uniform.

Someone came in outside, and a strange face said to everyone: "I heard that there are wounded here. We are going to take the wounded away and evacuate together."

As a result, before anyone else could speak, the battalion commander said: "It should be a misunderstanding. We have no wounded here."

The soldier who was in charge of evacuating the wounded was taken aback: "Really?"

He glanced at the battalion commander suspiciously. In fact, even if the battalion commander removed the splint, his complexion could not be that of a normal person, so he had already seen that the battalion commander had been injured.

The battalion commander hesitated and said, "Brother, I want to be with my brothers. I can't go back by myself."

The soldier who was responsible for evacuating the wounded was silent for a few seconds, then stood up straight and saluted the battalion commander, then turned and left.

They didn't say much to each other. Everyone was a soldier in the Northwest Army. If you changed yourself to be the battalion commander, you might choose the same way.

After the soldiers who evacuated the wounded were gone, the young soldier stared at his battalion commander and said, "battalion commander, don't you want to go back? You are really injured, not pretending to be injured. This is not an act of fear of war."

The battalion commander scolded and said, "Grass, I hurt Lao Tzu so much, so quickly fix the splint to Lao Tzu. By the way, tell the **** outside, they will cheer me up. The last battle must be beautiful. of."

The battalion commander did not answer the young soldiers' questions.

For example, such things have happened many times on the entire second echelon defense line, so that the soldiers in charge of the retreat all have red eyes.

At this time it was still dark, and the group army on the third echelon's defense line began to evacuate to Fort 178 when the satellite visibility was low at night.

Before everyone left, they saluted in the direction of the second echelon line of defense.

Just as the First Army was withdrawing from the dawn defense line, Ren Xiaosu, Yang Xiaojin, Yan Liuyuan, and Xiaoyu were standing on the edge of the position, looking at the night sky outside.

Yan Liuyuan looked at Ren Xiaosu and smiled: "Brother, are you hesitating?"

Ren Xiaosu sighed, "Do you know what I'm thinking?"

"Well," Yan Liuyuan nodded, "Artificial intelligence seems to be irresistible. I haven't been able to think of another way to resolve this crisis, so the way out seems to be the only way out."

The way out Yan Liuyuan said was Ren Xiaosu's incarnation of the will of the world in order to cut the zero future from the root.

No matter how powerful Zero is, it is still in this world, unable to compete with the world itself.

Therefore, when disaster strikes, the question always seems to linger between sacrificing others or sacrificing oneself.

Ren Xiaosu whispered: "Sometimes I think, since the only choice is this one, then I will simply be more decisive, so that fewer soldiers in the Northwest Army will die. The more I hesitate, the more people will die because of this disaster. Death. But Liuyuan, you know, I have always been a very selfish person. Before that, I never thought about who I would sacrifice myself for, unless it was for Xiaojin, you, and Sister Xiaoyu."

"Well, I know," Yan Liuyuan said in a low voice, "So, I came here quickly this time, in fact, it seems like I want to stop you. Brother, let's get out of here. This world is huge, even if it is zero , It’s not that we don’t have a place for us. Well, I know it might be a bit self-deceiving to say that, but brother, I really don’t want to see you sacrifice yourself for the whole world because it is so unfair to you."

Ren Xiaosu said, "Can I chat with Xiaojin alone?"

Yan Liuyuan and Sister Xiaoyu glanced at each other and left silently.

Ren Xiaosu took out a tarp from the space and spread it on the high platform at the edge of the trench. He sat on it side by side with Yang Xiaojin, looking at the dark night sky.

"You don't want me to get there, right?" Ren Xiaosu asked.

"Well," Yang Xiaojin said confidently, "Xiaosu, do you know that no one should pay anything for this world."

"Liu Yuan always feels that the world is a bit bad for me, but I feel that I am actually quite lucky. I have such a beautiful girlfriend and such a strong strength. I used to think my parents abandoned me, but I went to the wizarding country to find out how much they paid to keep me alive. So now I don’t feel any misery in myself. I heard that my father was in the last cataclysm to save everyone. And Falling, thinking about it now, I actually admire his courage. In fact, after listening to his story from the Cavaliers, I found that he is a more qualified leader. I'm just a kid who doesn't point to much."

Yang Xiaojin shook his head: "You don't have to do what he did."

"But, there is no other way, Xiao Jin, you have to live," Ren Xiaosu said, lowering his head.

Yang Xiaojin turned her head to look, she suddenly found that Ren Xiaosu's expression was hidden in the shadows, unable to see what was going on.

Ren Xiaosu continued to whisper: "If I hesitate any longer, you might even die. I thought about it all day yesterday and suddenly found that I couldn't accept this result. I can't save the world, but I want to save you. Ah. We all have to admit that the strength of Zero has grown to such an extent that we will face it sooner or later, maybe we can temporarily escape to the wizarding kingdom, or live alone in a more distant place. But every time we escape After a while, it becomes even more invincible."

Yang Xiaojin stared at Ren Xiaosu blankly. In this cruel battlefield, under the sky, the opponent suddenly spoke the most memorable love words with simple logic, which made her a little bit overwhelmed.

"You can't sacrifice yourself," Yang Xiaojin said.

Ren Xiaosu smiled bitterly: "I don't want to. If I really want to live, who wants to die?"

"Promise me, since Qingzhen said to wait for him for 9 days, then we will wait until the 9th day to see," Yang Xiaojin said: "If he fails on the 9th day, I will accompany you wherever he goes. ."

...

The Northwest First Army has evacuated most of it from the dawn defense line. In the P5092 plan, the second echelon defense line will block artificial intelligence for nearly a day.

There is still about 131 kilometers away from Fort 178. At the speed of the artificial intelligence forces, they will fight in Fort 178 on the last day.

Whether life or death was announced on that day.

On the way to withdraw from the position, Wang Yun among tens of thousands of people suddenly asked: "Huh, where are the P5092 people? He just watched us evacuate together?"

While talking, Da Huyou and others also looked around for P5092.

At this time, Ren Xiaosu, who knew P5092 best, turned back and ran on the ground. As he rushed into the commander's camp all the way, he happened to see P5092 aiming his gun at his jaw.

Ren Xiaosu's palm passed through the Shadow Gate to shoot the muzzle aside, and there was a bang, but if Ren Xiaosu slowed down, I am afraid that P5092 would be dead.

"What are you doing?!" Ren Xiaosu said uncertainly: "Why commit suicide?"

P5092 said: "The final task of the Dawn Defense Line has been completed, so my task is also completed. In the future wars, it will not have much meaning without me. On the day of the 178 Fortress decisive battle, it was not a strategy. , But courage."

"So you are going to die?" Ren Xiaosu frowned and asked, "Why?"

"Because I personally sent the black foxes to perform the most dangerous mission, and because I refused the retreat of the frontline soldiers of the Dawn Defense Line," P5092 was exhausted in his eyes.

In order to win the war, P5092 made all the coldest decisions and issued cold-blooded decisions one after another.

However, it was for victory, not for himself.

If he does not have the belief in fire, perhaps he will make other choices.

P5092 whispered: "On the day I separated from the black fox, I always wanted to live and die with the soldiers and fight side by side like the leaders of other troops. However, I knew that the Dawn Line needed me, so I couldn't die. But, as a commander. , I am ashamed of them."

Ren Xiaosu was silent. He didn't know how to comfort the military genius in front of him.

Obviously the other side was born for war, but he has a kind heart.

But the more kind the other's heart is, the more painful it will be to make every decision.

This kind of pain kept accumulating, and finally caused P5092 to have the thought of suicide. The other party wanted to accompany his soldiers, because he personally sent these soldiers to death.

Even if he has a very valid reason.

Ren Xiaosu put the P5092 gun into the space of his palace, and then said coldly: "After the victory of this war, I will naturally find a way to awaken the black foxes with the Hall of Heroes, but if you have committed suicide by then, you Only Yin and Yang can be separated, because the Hall of Heroes cannot summon suicides."

P5092 froze for a moment. At this time, he suddenly thought of Ren Xiaosu's ability: "But the Tinder combat unit led by the black fox has more than 10,000 people! Luo Lan's Hall of Heroes can only summon 12 people."

Ren Xiaosu said earnestly: "That's Luo Lan's inability, not because of this ability."

At this moment, the artificial intelligence seemed to realize that the Northwest Army on the Dawn Line was retreating.

For a time, all defenders on the second echelon's defense line felt the pressure doubled, like a majestic tsunami.

Together with the unit that was blocked by Yan Liuyuan with the abyss, they began to advance at a trot speed.

To the southwest, the two troops that went north from the Qing clan actually lost some of the luggage they had carried in order to achieve the purpose of speeding up again.

The turbulent tsunami will directly flood the Dawn Line of Defense, swallowing Fort 178.