"At present, our Western Expeditionary Force has successfully encircled more than 1.1 million Anglo-American troops in the Middle East in south-central Iraq." In the command hall of the Military Commission of the Chinese Empire, Yang Jichang, chief of the General Staff, reported respectfully to Ren Chao.

"Good! That's great! Zhao Bin's battle is so beautiful! Ren Chao excitedly walked in front of the giant sand table in the Middle East.

Yang Jichang pointed to the sand table and said, "At present, the main force of our Western Expeditionary Army has successfully occupied Hebaghdad, Fallujah and other places in the north, completely cutting off the path of the enemy's northward escape. The Southern Route Army led by Song Laohu had also captured Basra and other places, and built fortifications on the spot to prevent the enemy from breaking through from the south. To the east is Iran's defense area of our army, and to the west is the Syrian desert, which means that the Anglo-American coalition at this time has become a turtle in an urn, and there is no way to escape! ”

Ren Chao looked at the sand table in front of him with a stern face, "Although the Anglo-American coalition has been surrounded by our army, it will definitely not sit idly by, do you think the Anglo-American coalition will choose to break through in that direction?" ”

Yang Jichang thought for a while and said, "It is definitely impossible in the west, even if the millions of troops can pass through the vast desert, it is estimated that there will be only a few people left." In other words, there are two directions in which the Anglo-American coalition forces can break through the encirclement, one is to cooperate with the more than 200,000 Anglo-American coalition troops in northeastern Iraq to break through from the north. But to the north is the main direction of our army's attack, and our army's armored clusters have already frightened the Anglo-American forces after the battles of Hanaigan, Baghdad and other places. Moreover, we have already negotiated with the Ottoman Empire before, and the Ottoman Empire's 300,000-strong army has launched an attack on Mosul and other places in northeast Iraq, even if the Ottoman army cannot annihilate the British and American troops in northeast Iraq, it can still contain it and cannot assist the besieged troops to break through. In this way, the Anglo-American forces may not choose to break through in the north. ”

"Hmm!" Ren Chao nodded slightly and said, "In this way, there is only one way for the British and American coalition forces to go, and that is to break through from the south." ”

"Not bad! To the south, Basra and Zubayr and other places are garrisoned by only a hundred thousand troops, although these are the elite units of our army, but in this direction the defense of our army is still weak! So almost certainly. The Anglo-American coalition would break through from the south, enter Kuwait and then withdraw into the southern Arabian Peninsula. Yang Jichang said with great certainty.

"Who is the commander of the Southern Route Army?" Ren Chao asked with a frown.

"Qi Xiang Xià, the Southern Route Army was commanded by Song Laohu, and now Shen Hongcai, the commander-in-chief of the Twelfth Group Army, has led the 46th Army to arrive and took over the command of Song Laohu." Yang Jichang replied respectfully.

"Song Laohu, the head of the Tiger Regiment, was a rare tiger general. The one-armed general Shen Hongcai is also a good general of the empire, and with these two generals stationed on the south road, even if there are millions of enemy troops, there is nothing to be afraid of! Ren Chao said confidently.

"Not bad! Although there were only the 45th Army and the 46th Army on the southern route, plus the second division of the Huben Army and an artillery division, the total strength was only 140,000. But these troops are the most elite troops in our Chinese Empire, especially the Second Division of the Tiger Army is one of the few armored divisions in our Chinese Empire, if the Anglo-American coalition forces think that the Southern Route Army is a soft persimmon, then they are very wrong! Yang Jichang said with a sneer.

Sure enough, as Ren Chao and others speculated, the encircled British and American coalition forces flocked to southern Iraq in large numbers, trying to capture Basra or Zubayr and open a channel to Kuwait.

However, the more than 100,000 troops of the Western Expeditionary Army were like a mountain in front of the Anglo-American coalition forces. Although the Anglo-American coalition launched fierce attacks again and again, they were never able to break through the defense line of the Western Expeditionary Army.

On the battlefield, thousands of British and American troops rushed to the defense line of the Western Expeditionary Army like crazy, and they knew that their only way to survive was at this time. If you don't want to be wiped out by the Chinese or become a captive of the Chinese, the only way is to break through this Chinese defense, flee into Kuwait, and then withdraw to the southern part of the Arabian Peninsula. There is no other way.

"Da Da Da Da~!" In the roar of machine guns, the British and American forces fell in pieces in a dense rain of bullets, but the British and American forces did not give up. It is still launching round after round of onslaught.

In the headquarters of the 45th Army in Zubair, the sound of ticking in the confidential room was resounding, constantly summarizing the situation at the front line to the headquarters, and at the same time sending orders to the front line.

"Report to the Commander! The position of the 891st Regiment is lost! A staff officer walked up to Song Laohu and said loudly.

"Order them to retake the lost positions for me! Can't recapture the position, Lao Tzu shot him! Song Laohu ordered unceremoniously.

"Report that the position of the 902nd Regiment is critical, request fire support!"

"Order the artillery brigade directly under the army to provide fire support, and call the air force to provide air cover!" Song Laohu said with a frown.

"Commander, the hundred planes allocated to us by the General Headquarters are already overloaded, and the Air Force is already doing its best to provide us with fire support, but there are too many enemies." The chief of staff said with a helpless sigh.

"I don't know this, but now is an extraordinary time to work hard for them. Our infantry is working even harder, they are now fighting with their lives against the onslaught of the enemy, a line of defense built with flesh and blood. Now the main forces of our army have launched an attack on the encircled enemy forces in the north and east directions, gradually compressing the enemy's living space, as long as we hold on for a few more days, victory will be ours! Song Laohu clenched his fists and said loudly.

"But the enemy is so crazy, almost every minute and every second there are soldiers sacrificed, and if this continues, I'm afraid our 45th Army will be exhausted!" The chief of staff said with a sad face, in the past few days, whenever he saw the casualty statistics reported below, the usually meticulous chief of staff cried in distress. These are the most elite troops in the Empire! Thinking about the young faces, buried in this long yellow sand, how can it not make people cry.

"The more crazy the enemy, the more it means that their end is not far off! If we can encircle and annihilate this million enemy troops in one fell swoop, even if we wipe out our 45th Army, it will be worth it! Inform all troops on the front line to hold their positions at any cost, and absolutely not allow the enemy to break through our defensive line, as long as they hold on a little longer, victory will eventually belong to us! Song Laohu said and slammed his fist on the table. (To be continued......)