Standing in front of a narrow ventilation window at a surface observation post in the Headquarters' control area, a collapsed building with access to the basement through a maintenance walkway, Weiss looked at the morning light as if he were a world away, listening to the sound of gunfire and explosions one after another, and rekindling hope in his heart.

Judging from the momentum of the city, it is certain that it is the Union army that is carrying out a counterattack at the moment, but whether they have the ability to turn the tide of the battle or even regain the city in one fell swoop, Weiss has no bottom at all. For several days, he and his "urban guerrillas" lost contact with their own large forces, and the soldiers sent to the south of the city for reconnaissance and liaison were not heard from. He was unaware of the changing tide of the battle or the size of the forces that the Union Army had put into the counterattack. If you rush into action, the result will be tantamount to a moth to a fire, but if you blindly wait passively and miss the opportunity to play a role, it is also embarrassing.

Finding out what was going on in the city was a top priority for Weiss.

Now, Octavir is injured, and the situation of her two companions is not optimistic, and the three elite agents with the strongest individual combat power cannot be counted on. Under Weiss's command, there were more than 60 veteran subordinates from the guard regiment, and in addition to the wounded and those engaged in logistics, there were about 40 people who were capable of battlefield reconnaissance tasks. Weiss selected those who were in better mental and physical condition, organized them into eight trios, and sent them in all directions, so that they could break through the area under the control of the headquarters and reconnoiter the deployment and activities of the Norman army in the sewers and on the surface, and if they could contact their own large forces, they would report the detected enemy situation together with the situation of the headquarters.

This time, Weiss did not personally join the reconnaissance group, but stayed behind for further deployment. The night before, the area controlled by the headquarters was besieged by Norman troops from all sides, and the soldiers detonated a number of preset explosion points one after another, blocking the Normans by blowing up the fork in the road. This was a good way to deal with emergencies, and once the Normans were freed up to concentrate on dealing with the remaining enemies in the sewers, they would certainly find a way into the area, and they could use them to repair the passages, water wells, and drainage pipes. The first two are clearly marked in the city's sewer map, and the abundance of drainage pipes, most of which can be accessed by adults, is a potential threat to Weiss's "underground fortresses". In order to make the most accurate defensive deployment possible, he asked the detachments to re-survey the unobstructed conditions of various forks, forks, and pipelines in the defense area, and on this basis, they made a new defense map, used the existing materials and ammunition to preset the explosion points and blocking points, set up rapid evacuation routes, and made preparations for the transfer of all personnel as a last resort.

Just after noon, as Weiss was lying on his stomach on an empty ammunition box doing his cartographic work, a soldier appeared in front of him, almost crawling in tow, and reported with joy that the reconnaissance team sent to the southeast of the city had joined the bulk and had returned with reinforcements.

Upon hearing the news, Weiss was overjoyed, and as he turned to the fork, he heard a dull sound of footsteps coming from the fork. Just in case, he squinted and looked, and all the ones that jumped into his field of vision were green virtual frames, and they were all full of combat power.

Fighting alone, full of dangers, now finally ushered in a turning point, his expression can pretend to be calm, and his heart is already surging.

Through the light of the kerosene lamp, Weiss saw his veteran Alvale leading the way, followed by a group of heavily armed Union officers and soldiers. As they got closer, they suddenly saw a familiar face behind Alvale......

"Lune-Schmidt, is that you?" Weiss's eyes widened, and he blurted out the words.

"It's me!" The visitor replied loudly, "1st Combat Regiment of the 98th Defense Division, Captain Luhn-Schmidt. ”

While announcing his home, the "old acquaintance" stood still in front of Weiss and saluted him with a military salute. Weiss hurriedly returned the military salute, "Brother, long time no see" was already on his lips, but he was coldly smashed in the chest by him, and the force was so great that he almost fell to the ground.

Weiss's chest ached, and his head buzzed: What's the matter?

Lu in front of him frowned and looked serious. His angular face was still as heroic as before, but there was an additional scar extending from the mandible to the base of the neck, which added a bit of ruggedness and solemnity, and also made the three silver stars on his shoulders seem more weighty than Weiss's three.

The 1st National Defense Division, a new-style field unit personally formed by General Van Luo, the former principal of the Baseton Military Academy. Although the Monamolin Mountains suffered two major blows on the Western Front, its reputation as solid as iron and steel wire had long since resounded in the Federation and won the respect of its opponents. Because of this military change, Van Luo's prestige grew, and most of the Baston elites who followed him to join the 1st Defense Division grew into the backbone of the army as long as they survived, and obtained promotion opportunities that were difficult for their peers to achieve......

Lune withdrew his fists, stretched out his arms, pressed Weiss's shoulders with both hands, and said in a low voice: "On the Western Front, at the moment when we were almost destroyed, the brothers were dependent on life and death, and you, but you lived a stable life alone in the Senior Staff College, for what? Higher steps! Better chances! I can understand your choice, but I can't agree with it! ”

It is undeniable that going to the Senior Staff College is indeed an ideal springboard to make the career more open, but Weiss's original intention is to strive to stand in a higher position and play a greater role, which is to bring greater help to the federal army.

Standing in front of Lune, Weiss didn't want to defend himself like a poor worm, he held his head high and said, "No, Lune, you don't really understand my thoughts. Someday, you'll understand. ”

Luan let go of his hands, furrowed his brows, and returned to Weiss's familiar expression, and also to his familiar tone: "Just now, I heard that a young Captain Clumber-Haissen, with his troops who were unwilling to retreat, used the sewers of the city to fight the enemy, and in a few days, killed many Norman soldiers. If that's true, Dragon, you're not insulting what we expect from you. ”

Weiss snorted lightly: "Okay, let's not talk about this nonsense between us...... Alvale, settle down here and rest for a while...... Come with me! ”

Lune didn't refuse, and followed Weiss with his hands behind his back. Together, the two of them returned to the maintenance passage blocked by the collapse above, and to Weiss's improvised desk.

"I now have 3 officers, 18 non-commissioned officers, 263 soldiers, 61 civilians. Among the soldiers, 47 were seriously wounded and completely incapacitated, and 60 or 70 were relatively lightly wounded and had some combat capability. We had plenty of ammunition and fresh water, but last night we had a fierce exchange of fire with the enemy and were forced to blow up many passages. Weiss drew a pencil around the sewer map, and then said to Luhn, "Tell me about you, then, and about the battle on the ground!" ”

Lu En took out a military map from the bag he was carrying, which included the entire city and the surrounding area of Aocheng, and marked some lines and symbols with pencil on the map, but it was relatively rough, and it was difficult for others to figure out the specific military deployment from these lines and symbols without the introduction of the map user.

"In the past few days, our army's reserve units have arrived in the south of Aocheng one after another, and the counterattack operation began this morning. As far as I know, the counterattack on all fronts was carried out from the west of the city, the east of the city, and the urban area, and the 1st, 7th, and 8th defense divisions were the main combat forces in the urban direction. By the time I followed your men into the sewers, our vanguard had reached the central city, where the Norman resistance was very strong. I think that if we can use the sewers to make a detour behind the enemy's lines, flank the enemy in front and rear, and try to seize the center of the city before dark, the situation will be very favorable to us. ”

After listening to Lune's account, Weiss couldn't wait to ask: "In terms of strength, does our army have an advantage?" How big is it? Can the enemy's fleet be suppressed in the air? ”

Lu glanced at him angrily, "Captain, I heard fear in your words. ”

"Captain, I'm not afraid of the enemy, even if we don't have air cover, the battle will continue, but different situations have different strategies." Weiss explained.

Lune hesitated for a few seconds: "The enemy's flying fleet has been lured away by us, at least today, they will not appear in Aocheng." In addition, I went to see Nikolai yesterday morning, and our flying forces have assembled a considerable force, and as soon as the enemy ships return to Aocheng, they will attack with all their might, so that the enemy's ships will not have time to take care of the ground battle. ”

At the mention of Nicolas Lebold, Lune changed his tone, one that was affirmative and proud. Before the outbreak of the war, most people felt that airplanes were just circus performance tools and could not be compared with flying warships at all, but as the war progressed, especially when the federal fleet was hit again and again, and the federal army lost its protective umbrella on the battlefield, the fighter unit gave new hope to the desperate federal officers and soldiers with their tenacious and eye-catching performance.

Weiss continued: "I've seen him a few times — on the battlefield with his red-and-white painted planes. ”

"Oh, you're talking about his 'Flame Knight'." Lu answered. Judging from his tone and the content of his words, he not only kept in touch with Nikolai, but also met him from time to time. In contrast, Weiss, who was more closely associated at the Barston Military Academy, seemed to be exiled.

"He achieved his ideals." Weiss sighed, "It's enviable! ”

"His ideal now is to drive the Normans out of the Ulster Free Confederation," said Luan. ”

"Why am I!" Weissdau.

"Let's get down to business!" Luan looked back at the map in front of him, "I've heard that you guys blew up the Grumman Tower and the Carsten Building with explosives, and that's quite a great victory. Now the enemy is organizing defenses around the last skyscraper in the central city, the Auguste Steel Building, as well as several high-rise buildings adjacent to it. Although the battleship on the roof of the building has left, the Normans have deployed a lot of weapons in the building, and the fire is so high that it is difficult for us to break through from the front. Since you're experts at blasting and have plenty of ammo, can you find a way to blow up August's Iron Tower? I have brought half a company with me, and I can cooperate with you unconditionally. ”

Blow up skyscrapers? That's not Weiss's work, it's Octavier's. So, Weiss said to Lune, "Come, I'll take you to a man, and what you have just said is actually her merit, not mine." ”