Anxious and nervous, everyone's thoughts in the seminar room of the military headquarters of the Twelfth Group Army seemed to be reflected in the hearts of Zhou Shun and Hao Qiang.

Faced with a somewhat uncontrollable situation, especially when he couldn't even think of where the command post of the synthetic battalion was, Hao Qiang looked at the armored troops of the synthetic battalion on the electronic sand table that were getting closer and closer to the garrison of the army aviation regiment, and finally gritted his teeth.

"Commander, let's retreat."

It is hard to imagine that this phrase could come out of the mouth of a victorious officer. This is the first time that Hao Qiang has been in the army for so many years and has confessed on the battlefield.

But Zhou Shun did not object.

What Hao Qiang could think of, just one sentence, he could also think of. The current situation has deteriorated to such an extent that if we continue with the previous operational thinking, there is only a dead end in the future.

Let go of the so-called dignity and change the way of thinking, maybe there is a glimmer of life.

"Where to retreat?"

That's a problem. Originally, Hao Qiang wanted to go to the alternate take-off and landing field, but thinking of the fuel transport troops that were still blocked on the way, Hao Qiang knew that this time he was afraid that they would really have to pull off their backbones with their own hands and support the huge shelf of the Army Aviation Regiment with a lot of energy.

"Go to Mao's camp."

The Mao family camp in Hao Qiang's mouth is definitely a special place.

How special is it? It is made up of three villages, and is close to the main stream of water, the largest body of water in the county where the Army Aviation Regiment is stationed. And not far from this main stream, there is a continuous mountainous area.

Hao Qiang chose this place entirely because a main stream can bring them the greatest topographical advantage. Even if the composite battalion has an engineering detachment, the narrowest part of this main stream is thirty meters, and it is very troublesome to build a bridge.

The nearest bridge building to Mao's camp is also 20 kilometers away.

Hao Qiang, who was determined to fight to the death, had no other care at all, put aside the burden of the flying brigade, and regarded the army aviation regiment as a simple infantry, according to the training status of the previous soldiers, Hao Qiang now has only one way to choose, that is, to fight guerrilla warfare with the synthetic battalion in the selected area.

Not a single word of the place name that came out of Hao Qiang's mouth passed into Zhou Shun's ears, looking at the sand table in front of him, Zhou Shun nodded silently, expressing his agreement with Hao Qiang's opinion.

The two commanders had no opinion, and the order naturally reached the ears of every soldier of the Army Aviation Regiment at once.

The officers and men of the Army Aviation Regiment were silent one by one.

And the captain of the flying brigade walked directly into the command post: "The regimental commander, the chief of staff, the large army has been evacuated, so what should we do with the flying brigade?" ”

Zhou Shun, who had never spoken, replied in a stern voice at this time: "The plane is directly regarded as a blow-up, and you will follow the transfer." ”

"How can this be?"

The opposition of the pilots was to be expected.

Giving up the plane is a difficult decision for both Zhou Shun and Hao Qiang, not to mention the pilots who have always regarded the plane as their life. Bombing the plane is not about cutting off their lives.

Hao Qiang was in no mood to explain this at this time, so such a bad thing could only be done by Zhou Shun:

"You can now take our situation as the most difficult time for our army back then. Depending on the situation, the fuel can't be sent back before evacuation, and since we can't take it away, we can't support the enemy, although there may not be anyone in the synthetic battalion who can fly a plane. ”

"My captain, you must remember one sentence, if you lose your land, you will lose your land; If people lose land, people and land will survive. ”

Of course, everyone understands the truth of preserving vitality, but it is really difficult to accept this matter when it is taken by oneself. Seeing that the captain still looked unhappy, the little good temper that Zhou Shun had left was completely gone.

"Okay, what should I do. If you have the ability to ask your team members to push the plane to Mao's camp, I will let you keep the plane. ”

After driving out his subordinate Ai Jiang, Zhou Shun smiled bitterly:

"It's really unpleasant to finally be a defeated general. Good man, I'm holding this breath in my throat, and if I can't get out next, I guess I'll be angry to death. ”

No one is happy, including Hao Qiang himself, but the current situation is snowballed by misjudging the situation again and again.

If you want to break the game, you can only start from scratch and play another game.

Hearing Zhou Shun's emotion, Hao Qiang squeezed out a smile: "This time, let's take this confrontation seriously." Let's treat ourselves as the most difficult part of our army at the beginning, and regard the synthetic battalion as the most pinnacle of the blue army, and we must also do what our ancestors did. ”

The heroic dry clouds in desperate situations always seem so sad.

But there is still a hint of arrogance. When the garrison of the Army Aviation Regiment became empty as one car after another drove out, there seemed to be a little more helplessness and heroic twilight in this kind of pride.

Hao Qiang and Zhou Shun must be grateful for the dark night.

It is precisely because of it that the infantrymen who have penetrated deep behind the armored forces of the synthetic battalion have a chance to withdraw.

From the battlefield where it was put on the battlefield before, it was a full seventeen kilometers to reach Mao's camp and march through a flat country road. Flying is a blink of an eye, but a night march can take a long time.

Although they did not face the synthetic battalion, the spirits of the soldiers were in a tense state all day.

When twilight falls, even though they have received anti-fatigue training, many people are still tired.

Therefore, this seventeen-kilometer journey actually took longer than the usual twenty-kilometer armed off-road.

It was not until 9:50 p.m. that the fighters finally joined up with the command post of the Army Aviation Regiment.

Zhou Shun originally wanted to mobilize the big guy in this night after gathering everyone in the army aviation group.

But when he saw the warrior who kept nodding his head as he walked, he suddenly forgot what to say. When the gap in his mind was finally filled, Zhou Shun sighed in a low voice.

"Okay, comrades, now that we are still in a safe environment, hurry up and rest. Tonight, everyone was in good spirits. Now you just have to tell yourselves one thing, and that is that the real battle has just begun. ”

After finishing speaking, Zhou Shun walked into the tent that was urgently set up.

Looking at Hao Qiang, who was still lying on the map, Zhou Shun shook his head: "Good old man, you can rest too, it's been a tiring day." ”

Hearing this, Hao Qiang raised his head and looked at Zhou Shun and laughed miserably.

"Where can I sleep, I have suffered such a big loss, my heart is really uncomfortable. Seriously, Lao Zhou, I am now in my heart, and I can't tell where the battlefield will go after tomorrow. ”

"I'm scared."