At 2:10 p.m., the Datong River returned to calm. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 There weren't even floating steel coffins left on the surface of the water, as all the ships were either blown up or broken into a pile of debris by the Iron Curtain pulse waves. Soldiers and vehicles from the coalition and Yuri forces had been falling from the shore before, but now it was completely silent, and only the shouts and cheers resounded through the sky on the screen.

With the destruction of the World Empire's river fleet, their forces invading the city have finally lost their last coverers, and even with the support of the laser UFO.

This pleasant mood affected the people in the control room. After a few seconds of silence, the control room liaisons finally erupted in deafening cheers. Countless people hugged each other, patted each other on the shoulders and heads in celebration, and the moment they looked at each other, I even saw tears of joy in their eyes.

Jin Yanbai appeared at the door at some point, and the whole room was suddenly silent. I saw his eyes, and he was weeping.

Finally, Jin Yanbai walked up to me and stretched out his hands to hug me. I could hear the excitement in his heart that I hadn't felt for a long time.

"Thank you," he said, "and in time the generalissimo of Villadimore will be a glimpse of the exploits of the generalissimo. ”

Without a trace, I pushed Jin Yanbai away and replied softly, "This can't be attributed to me. Compared to the previous earth-shattering battles, such a small battle concentrated half of the artificial gods, and it would be strange if it was not easy to win. ”

I don't know who started it, and suddenly sang a war song that sounded a little creepy. But the others apparently didn't feel the same way, and after a few minutes, the chorus was filled with singing:

"Red, bright red blood,

sprinkled all over the cities and plains of the motherland.

This is the blood of workers and peasants,

This is the blood of the combatants of the revolution!

spewed out with great fury,

Under the banner of the revolution,

Free us from slavery! ”

……

"I don't think I'm able to understand your Oriental brain circuits anymore," Darsha whispered to me, biting her ear, "Doesn't the textbook say that Orientals are peace-loving?" ”

I subconsciously took a step back, turned my head to look at her, and then raised my head and thought about it for a moment before I understood what Daxia was going to say.

"Do you remember the last sentence of Chairman Zhou Anlong's "All-out Decisive Battle with the Allies"?" I asked myself, "We love peace, but we have never been afraid of wars of aggression. We will never tolerate foreign aggression and will not allow the imperialist bloc to ignore it. ”

Walking out of the control room, the corridor was also filled with deafening cheers. I shook my head helplessly and sighed: "The morale of these people...... It's more fickle than U.S. stock indexes......"

These soldiers, who yesterday were immersed in the fear and trembling of Pyongyang's imminent fall, today they are only cheering as if they had ushered in the final victory of the Fourth World Revolutionary War because they had saved the city of Pyongyang and eliminated the main force of the invading Yuri army.

Never mind. For the coalition soldiers, not to mention half of the artificial gods, as long as there is an artificial god to support, it means that even if they do not win this war, they will not be left without bones.

So no one thinks about what kind of brain-dead people would come up with the idea of putting half of the artificial gods in Pyongyang if it were just an ordinary city. I don't believe that Marshal Lomanov and Marshal Mosvenk had such good intentions.

……

My bedroom is on the sixth basement floor, and directly across the door is Jin Yanbai, who has two guards at the door.

This arrangement is very interesting, because when I walked all the way, I found that the bedroom on the left of Jin Yanbai happened to belong to Jiang Shanghai, and the name of Zheng Haoran hung next to me. The four artificial gods are arranged at both ends of the corridor of the living area on the third basement floor like four guards, and the entire north-south corridor is controlled by the artificial gods, and the "spider" Jin Yanbai lives in the middle.

As long as the attackers do not come from this corridor (I don't know how many corridors there are in the sixth basement, but the characteristics of the North Koreans who are diligent in digging holes, twenty or thirty are not unusual), no other attacker can escape the surveillance of artificial gods.

That's not the problem I care about. At this moment, I was tempted to "turn off" the "transceiver" in my head that received life signals and emotions, because the Jew named Verek was obviously still living in the suite next door, and some kind of unusual excitement made me a little uneasy.

My bedroom is also an ensuite, and one of the bedrooms has a locked door, which is supposed to be Daxia. After a long and intense preparation for the battle, I just wanted to curl up on the sofa and take a nap at the moment, but considering that I don't know when it will be the next time I have a good rest, I still went to take a shower.

The shower room is separated from the rest of the bathroom by a glass wall, locks the glass door, and closes the curtains to become a new room.

If there's one safest place in the bunker, it's probably the bathroom. Without a pinhole monitoring probe, the sound of the shower gets in the way of the miniature monitor's work, making it the perfect dead end.

Of course, this is based on the "knowing that there is a monitoring device there". As far as I know, I was the only one in the entire hallway who noticed that there were ten pinhole monitoring probes in the living room alone.

"How's Comrade Emily?" I looked up and asked the ventilation ducts, "Did you catch anything?" ”

Gerk's head protruded through the vent opening, and a smile appeared on his swarthy face. I don't know who classifies Indians as ultra-racist so-called "Aryans", but I don't think I've ever seen fair-skinned Indians.

"By the way, you can ask Emily directly, why do you want me to pass the word?" Gerk scratched his head in confusion. Even a child could hardly move through the vents, but he was able to pass them freely.

"You mean why," I undressed as I walked, and Gerk immediately turned his head away, "what other animal in the room could get into this small place than the lizard?" ”

"Artificial gods are not animals...... Gerk's muttering drowned in the shower faucet's showerhead.

"Alright, let's get down to business. If Comrade Emily says she's got nothing, I'll shove her tail into your ass. ”

"Of course, if Comrade Emily hadn't found out about the situation, I wouldn't have come here casually," said Gelk, who suddenly came to his senses, "and she asked me to tell you...... 'General Mark is a genius.'" This Verrick is indeed not easy, and when you are away, she leaves the screening room three times: at 12:24 p.m., 12:37 p.m., and 1 p.m. sharp. After each departure, Yuri's troops had a major tactical adjustment. ”

That counts...... These three timing points are really too coincidental, right?

The first time was when the central turret of the Nuwa artillery destroyed the second bridge across the river. It was as if I knew that the main artillery was aimed at the bridge across the river, and the other artillery on the beachhead were only concerned with attacking the armored landing craft, but suddenly Yuri's troops sent a large number of pocket dreadnoughts to bombard the Giethoorn position, and I had to go and sit in the battle myself. Even I didn't know the target of the girl's artillery at that time, and the scope of my knowledge became smaller and smaller.

The second time was when Tang Tengkai's submarine had just set off. Almost everyone who knew about it was right under my nose, and if anyone did such a small gesture, I could kill him on the spot, and even blood would not fly to the face of the liaison next door. In such a short period of time, it was known that Tang Tengkai's submarine was dispatched and released intelligence, except for Ian, only Jin Yanbai. Of course, there are also people around Jin Yanbai.

Third ...... I was later sure that the leader's private screening room was radio-shielded. There is no place to communicate with the outside world except for the leader's box. Those who can still give orders to their teammates while watching the "actual performance" on the screen in the screening room must stay in the leader's box.

"So, you think that Garry Verric is also a spy?" Gelk asked, "Do you want to...... I inform Chairman Jin Yanbai that ......"

"Come back! Tell me, what do you know about Garry Verrick? I looked up and asked.

"Tsk......" Gerk looked up and fell into deep thought. I didn't have the patience to wait for him to give the answer I already knew, and continued to ask, "So, tell me, who among you man-made gods would dare to claim to know Verrick?" ”

"Tsk...... Actually, we are not familiar with artificial gods......" Gerk scratched his head in shame, "I only know Comrade Ginny besides Ian. If Ian is the only one who is familiar with other man-made gods, but if he knows Garry Verrick or not, I don't know......"

"yes," I interrupted again, "you want someone to arrest your girlfriend without even having evidence, isn't this looking for death?" ”

Not to mention...... There is a kind of people in the world who, even if they slap the evidence in the face of their mistakes, refuse to believe it, let alone correct it......

"All in all, it's better not to do this until you have gathered direct evidence. I'm going to give you an important task," I turned to Gelk before stepping into the shower, "and this is the final step in our plan to purge the spies around us." As a comrade in charge of the finishing work, congratulations. ”

"I'm honored to say that......" Gerk looked at my back, and there was no hint of "honor" in his tone, "but what are you going to do next?" I heard that Comrade Daxia ......"

"You're thinking too much," I said adamantly, interrupting Gerk's whimsy, "I'm going to investigate something more important." ”