The strongest soldier

The prosperous trading town in the east has fallen into a deep sleep. It has just experienced a war. The owner of the town has become another unfamiliar person. Although the residents of the town are used to changing the king's flag around the city, there are no new arrivals. The armed forces endanger one party, but they still dare not go out at night. The wide streets are cold and quiet, with only one patrol of armed teams passing by.

In a large courtyard, Gui Shou was resting on the sofa, humming a tune, putting his feet on the coffee table next to him, and repairing his nails with a tiger-tooth saber. He looked like a powerful boss. At this time , a communications soldier hurried over, clicked, put his feet together, straightened his body, saluted and said: "Report, we just received an order from the leader, asking us to feint attack the town of Anthony."

"What?" Guishou stood up in surprise and sat upright. He exuded a warm-blooded aura. He was completely different from the sloppy man just now. The aura that a soldier should have was fully exposed. He stared at the correspondent with surprised eyes and asked: " Tell me more details, did something happen?"

"Yes." The correspondent quickly agreed and continued: "The boss said that the enemy's mechanized force of 5,000 people is preparing to attack them overnight. Let us coordinate from the east and pretend to attack the town of Anthony to force the enemy not to move. Buy them time and evacuate after dawn."

"Hiss? There are five thousand mechanized troops, where did so many troops come from?" Guishou said in surprise.

"I don't know. If you ask me, let's just launch an attack directly into the enemy's hinterland and let them know how powerful we are." The correspondent explained with a smile.

"You know how to fight, and you have to learn to use your brain. There must be something weird here. The leader said it's a feint attack, so we can't be idle. Give me the order and the troops will assemble immediately." Guishou's face turned stern and he ordered in a deep voice.

"Yes." The correspondent quickly agreed.

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There is a royal palace in the hinterland of the desert kingdom. The palace is magnificent and full of desert style. The round spires, square halls, and tree-lined gardens all indicate that this place is extraordinary. It is the base camp of the government army. Originally, this was a royal palace. After the palace was occupied by an armed force, all members of the royal family were killed. The armed force turned into a government army, established a regime, and used the palace as the presidential palace.

The desert kingdom turned into a dictatorship. This kind of political power obtained through violence did not gain the support and trust of the people. Armed forces jumped out to rebel everywhere. After the most powerful rebel army and the government forces reached a reconciliation, the rebel forces in various places went into hiding. Watching the situation quietly, little did they know that a larger armed force emerged overnight, claiming to be the People's Federation and fighting for the people's freedom. Of course, such a force would not be accepted by the government forces.

This night was destined to be extraordinary. President Ahab of the government army was born recklessly, but he longed for westernization. He was secretly meeting a mysterious figure in his office. The other person wore a silver mask and a decent suit. He looked like he was wearing customized high-end goods. The mask could not reveal his age or appearance, but Ahab did not dare to look down upon him at all. On the contrary, his face was extremely respectful and his eyes were extremely eager, as if the other person was his noble person.

"Dear friend, thank you for your support. My troops have been assembled and are about to set out to exterminate the rebels in the north and retake the oil fields. Please rest assured that production will resume after the oil fields are obtained. The half of the profits promised to you will never be less. Please wait for the good news." Ahab said in a respectful tone.

"Very well, please." The other party said in a deep voice, with a calm tone, as if he was talking about something that had nothing to do with him. It was difficult to guess the other party's inner thoughts from his tone.

"Yes. As long as the rebels in the north are wiped out, my country will be able to enter a stage of peaceful development. The war-torn country is full of business opportunities. Please invest more. We can cooperate in all aspects." Ahab said enthusiastically He said, his eyes sparkling, as if he saw a golden mountain.

"No problem, but cooperation has to be done step by step. Both sides have a familiar process. This time I will support your tanks, aircraft and artillery. If you can destroy the rebels in the north, let me see your true capabilities. I believe that the follow-up cooperation will be more in-depth." The other party said calmly.

"Yes, yes, yes, with your support, I believe it is only a matter of time before the rebels in the north are wiped out. Don't worry." Ahab agreed, rolled his eyes, and continued to add: "There is also a sudden army in the east. The origin of the rebels who have emerged is unknown. They have not made any public remarks yet. They are probably some desperate bandits. They will be dealt with after the rebels in the north are dealt with. However, they can occupy the town overnight. , it may not be easy for the other side to defeat my army, I need more of your support."

"Let's wait until the rebels in the north are defeated. Whether you can get support depends on whether you are qualified or not." The other party said it bluntly and directly rejected Ahab's suggestion.

"Don't worry, I am sending out the most elite troops this time. Together with your tanks, aircraft and artillery, we will definitely succeed." Ahab said confidently. Suddenly he heard a knock on the door and shouted impatiently: "Who? ?”

"It's me who's reporting." A middle-aged man's voice sounded outside the door.

"Come in," Ahab shouted impatiently.

What's more, a middle-aged man wearing a camouflage combat uniform came in, took one look at the man wearing a silver mask, and immediately saluted Ahab solemnly and replied: "I just got the news that the explosive bandits from the east suddenly came to Anthony Little The town is ready to attack, the town garrison is asking for support?"

"Support, what do a thousand of them do for food?" Ahab asked angrily, his face turned ugly, and he looked like he was choosing people to eat.

"Report, the town garrison said that we have all suppressed the bandits. There are more than a thousand of them." The visitor quickly explained, fearing that Ahab would shoot him in anger. This kind of thing has happened many times before.

"More than a thousand people?" Ahab asked in surprise, and then roared: "What does your intelligence department do for food? There are so many people on the other side who don't know. They came prepared. It's night again. Once the town of Anthony is captured, Isn't it going to bring the war to the hinterland? Order the troops to postpone their dispatch first and wait and see the situation."

"Yes!" The other party agreed quickly.

"Maybe these two troops are a group, deliberately forcing you to postpone the attack?" the masked man reminded, his tone became dissatisfied.

Ahab was startled, thought for a moment and smiled: "No, we can't take too many risks. If the enemy doesn't attack after dawn or the town holds the troops and goes north, what do you think? Maybe they are just showing off and withdraw at dawn. "

The masked man looked at Ahab coldly, hesitating to speak, but in the end he said nothing. He stood up and left to leave. Ahab's face turned cold after he walked to the door with a smile on his face. He looked at the other person's back with twinkling eyes. Looking at the cold and fierce light, he curled his lips and snorted disdainfully. If he can be a hero, who can be a bad guy?