"To enemy headquarters?" As soon as the words fell, there was a lot of opposition around him, especially Noblanga. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info "Absolutely not! He shouted, "Even if the Allies don't detain you, if one of them doesn't agree, we'll lose all opportunities!" ”

"Believe me, the Allies are more panicked than we are at the moment. Isn't it? They are at a loss for how to solve the mind control switchboard in front of them, and they have to face new threats behind them. Compared to the mind control switchboard in front of us and Yuri's army behind us, we are just a bunch of nasty rats. Even if they refuse to form an alliance, they will not want to pinch us to death. ”

"But there's no reason for them to ally with us!" Noblanca did not give up, and then persuaded, "We only have more than 1,500 men, and their allies have more than 40,000. With or without us, it doesn't mean much to the Allies, but we want to encroach on their resources. What's more, the security forces of more than 100,000 world empires are not so easy to deal with, and the price of our intervention in this great war is the loss of the concealment on which we rely for survival! ”

"That's why it's all the more important to join this battle," I retorted, "that these 40,000 allied forces are the last trump card for our Yuri forces to hold off the mountains and fields. Once we lose their help, we have no choice but to bury the Moon Fortress. At that time, it will only be you who will suffer the most, because at most a statue will be erected on Moscow's Red Square to the supreme commander of the operation, and at most a few of his close comrades-in-arms, and there should not be many people here who are willing to exchange their lives for the cold title of 'Hero of the Soviet Union' and bury them in a clothed grave. This is a harsh remark that does not correspond to the patriotic heroism education that most people have learned, but no one has any objections.

"That...... Sorry, everybody, ......" A video application that suddenly broke into the topic was connected by Dasha, and the speaker was Najib who was excited. He was the first to enter the underground escape pod, and he should have finished his exploration by this point. As if not noticing the heated argument we had just had, he reported in a cheerful tone: "Comrade Commander, the underground escape pod is enough for more than a hundred thousand people!" Moreover, the water and electricity are not cut off, and the global environment is maintained! ”

"Very well," I decided to get out of the question, ordering Najib directly, "Is there a means of transportation, something like a quad bike?" ”

"Yes, and there are quite a few of them. What do you want it for? Najib asked, surprised. As if there was some ulterior secret, Darsha gave a "private chat" look in a certain direction, and Nobranga's "window" was immediately offline.

Before I could make up a reason why I wouldn't add another dissuasion, the windows of Darsha and Noblanca were back connected. "Comrade commander, tell you a good news and a bad news, you ......" Noblanga deliberately sold a pass, and before it was sold out, I directly ridiculed him angrily: "Comrade Political Commissar, I don't have time to listen to your speech right now." So what is clear is that time is the most precious resource in this battle. Najib, you ...... immediately"

"Even if Najib is here, it's useless," Dashya said, his tone full of smugness, "He's already in the underground, and he doesn't have a computer or a satellite map. Even if there were, it wouldn't work, you would choose to wait for him for half an hour, rather than having him recalculate the route from here to the core of the mercenary position, I have it ready-made, don't I? ”

I felt a tightness in my chest. This Daxia is threatening me with the map in his hand at this moment...... Damn, if she's trying to get revenge for a while, then she's quite successful...... Granzang and Najib saluted playfully and went offline, and Noblanga coughed lightly twice, and announced aloud as much as possible in a serious tone (not to mention, he pretended to be quite like): "Since the political commissar is responsible for the supervision of the troops, for the safety of Comrade Commander, and at the same time to play the role of supervision, I and the comrades of the Political Department (actually Comrade Daxia's word, right?) I thought to myself) after some discussion, it was decided that Comrade Daxia would supervise you throughout the whole process and provide information technology support for your actions. ”

"But I don't need ...... IT"

"Really? Cipher doors, monitors, identification systems, road maps to Allied positions...... You don't need any of that? The way Darsha laughed was always good-looking. But for some reason, I feel like she's smiling like a little devil at the moment. Speechless......

Finally I said, "Okay. Come with me, Darsha won't need anyone else. Anyway, it's a negotiation, and there are too many people, and the other party thinks I'm going to behead me, so I temporarily send mercy and make an alliance under the city. ”

After saying this, I ignored the other objections in the communicator, and directly took off my helmet, only to notice that I was already in the elevator, accompanying the soldiers who came in and out several times. At this moment, another group of soldiers rushed out, and I didn't even think about it.

It's not what I imagined. Generally speaking, since the escape pod can be simple, it doesn't need to be too big. But when I passed through the hallway and into the hall, which was crowded with people in twos and threes, I realized that I was wrong. The white hemispherical hall is at least five meters high at the top, and the marble floor is painted with the purple Yuri logo. The whole hall was filled with anxiety and anticipation, partly because they were overwhelmed by some internal and external troubles, and partly because they knew that this dangerous journey was finally coming to an end.

"Comrade Commander!" Izazinka had already seen my presence and waved at me excitedly, but fortunately Sergei stopped him. "Let him come," I said to Sergei, "I have something to tell him." ”

I dragged Izazin into a corner, and in the process of being dragged by me, the skinny but battle-hardened Ukrainian (he should be a proper scout in terms of age) looked puzzled, but obediently did not publish it. His obedience is not quite the same as Sergei's obedience, Sergei is unassertive, submissive, and a bit obedient; Izazinka, on the other hand, has no reason for "obedience" that is purely motivated by a sense of trust and obedience.

However, this does not bode well for me. There is no shortage of obedient fighters in the storm team (even if they are asked to die, I can probably find a lot of them), and what I lack is commanders who can share my worries and prevent me from doing everything myself. However, the commanders of those columns had very different personalities, and although they communicated with some of them, they ...... After all, they are all the generals in the storm team, and I can't talk about completely mastering them. But the few I really know, Noblanca doesn't understand troop movements, Granzang can only think with guns and fists (I learned it when I was in Morocco, I'm not even as good as him in this regard), and it is Nagy and Buganev who can use them.

What do you want to do with this? I shook my head and shook all the useless thoughts out of my head. I looked around and saw that Sergei had also left in amusement, and I turned to Izazinka. He wasn't too tall, and I had to crouch down like a child (as if she were a child) so that our heads were at the same level.

"Comrade Izazinka, what I am going to tell you next, you must convey it word for word and clearly to Comrade Granzang and Comrade Nobranca. It's a matter of life and death for the Storm team, and I don't want to put the most elite troops of the socialist world on the moon, you know? I looked at Izazinka and asked solemnly, as if we were the only ones left in the world.

"But...... Is there anything you must let me convey? Izazinka asked timidly, her eyes full of bewilderment. I sighed and was silent for a while. After a while, I replied, "Because...... It's time for you to retreat. That's right, withdraw from the moon, hop on an escape spaceship, and return home! ”