Chapter 70: I'm sorry, I tore off the identity label
At the same time, in the command room of the logistics base of the 3789th Division.
Everyone stared blankly at the dead silence of the frontier on the big screen in the center, and the only evidence that declared that this was a dynamic real scene, not a static picture, was a reddish-brown "balloon" flying closer and closer in the sky.
"Hitting balloons" and "catching the house" may be a refreshing and pleasing thing in the game. However, for Huo Qing, Edward and others at the moment, it is not a balloon, but an atomic bomb that explodes in a delayed manner.
Waiting for death to come is always the most feared thing for human beings.
"Liaison officer, immediately telegraph and order all units on the Eastern Front to return to reinforcements, as well as the Western Front, the Northern Front, and the companies that have detoured behind enemy lines, all of them are withdrawn, and they must hold the base! The decipherment work has reached a critical juncture, and there is no room for error! Huo Qing, who had just made contact with Francis, said with a gloomy face.
For the first time, the chief of staff, who had the style of a Confucian general, showed a panicked expression.
It's no wonder that the big war, which was originally scheduled to break out a few days later, broke out ahead of schedule, and the strong acid vapor area changed again, and a new Ipsisaurus ruin was born, which caused the battle to expand, and even the space fleet was involved.
In the barren land of Na'vi, the equator, south of the equator, and north of the equator, a total of three battlefields have been opened. Francis's work was focused on deciphering the ruins, and Edward was a man who lacked courage and refinement, so the pressure of commanding combat troops fell on his shoulders.
If it was only Wilder Leicester's "Silver Wing" mechanized infantry division, he still had the confidence to fight, but he never thought of killing halfway, crushing the enemy's reserve reinforcement company with a devastating momentum, and then breaking his carefully prepared Zhang Liang plan with absolute strength.
The forward positions had fallen, the fortifications had been destroyed, and the garrisons had fled, but they did not even know where the enemy had come from, who they were, and what their purpose was.
In the face of such an opponent, can you not panic? Can you not be afraid? Can it not be shaken?
Confidence comes from strength, if strength is not good, what confidence is there? Huo Qing has always been a wise man, and it is precisely because he is a quiet and wise wise man that he can't do the reckless behavior of rushing to the crown and splashing five feet of blood.
The liaison officer hesitated, staring at him hesitantly.
The "balloon" has already flown in the sky, and at this time, the telegram ordered the various departments to come back to help, is it too late?
"Chief of Staff, the previous 'hunting' operation dispatched almost all the troops of the logistics base, and now there is only a group of third-line civilian sergeants left in the base...... "One staff officer risked his life to admonish.
Huo Qing knew what he wanted to say, if he didn't have enough combat power to hold back those terrifying enemies, he wouldn't be able to hold on to the troops coming back at all.
"Fire control center, what about those people in the fire control center? Now that the fortifications have been destroyed, let them go first, and be sure to hold off the enemy. ”
"Yes." The liaison officer breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly sent Huo Qing's instructions to the fire control center.
At this point, Huo Qing exhaled a long breath of turbidity, his eyes swept over the "balloon" that had flown into the base on the big screen, and a fine light suddenly flashed in his eyes: "As the old saying goes, a soldier who surrenders without a fight is also a good person." ”
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When he came to the base again, Tang Fang suddenly had a feeling that things were wrong. God's jokes have always been ridiculous, and when he came back, his identity was a front-line pawn who looked up to others, but this time, he became a creditor who came to ask for his life.
Aros and Haosen walked down the whiskers of the king worm, one left and one right, and the two generals seemed to come to Tang Fang's side.
The welcome ceremony was very grand and strict, and the holographic illusion canopy on the dome was overcast.
At the door of the command building, Hodgson slowly leaned out of cover, and because of his helmet, he couldn't see the expression on his face.
"Who the hell are you?"
"Creditor ......" came from the public channel Tang Fang's unusually flat voice.
"Creditor?" Hodgson frowned. The other party's answer surprised him, what does the creditor mean? Whose creditors are they? His? Or someone else?
Aros and Hausen's power armor are very unfamiliar, he can't tell the way, but what Tang Fang is wearing is indeed a "guardian knight", if what he said is true, who owes him a debt?
"Who owes you anything? Can you sue me? "Hodgson is not stupid. Of course, even if there is some intellectual deficiency, he will overcome it with great perseverance. Because shrewdness is a trait that a nobleman must have.
Huo Qing's order to him was to hold back the enemy as much as possible, find out his origin and purpose, and don't provoke them unless it is absolutely necessary.
Although he didn't know where the other enemies had gone, the cautious nature of the nobility made him very steady, and even if there were only three people on the other side, he did not underestimate them in the slightest.
Of course, if useful information had been analysed in the following conversations, their weaknesses had been identified, or reinforcements had arrived, the elegant and noble Hodgson would never have spoken such salty nonsense to a shameful traitor like him.
Those who betrayed His Majesty Emperor Kirclough Stewart, desecrated the glory of the "Celtic" holy sword, and mutilated the lives of his compatriots in the Empire must die.
There is an old saying in the East, "Lie down and taste the gall, ten years to sharpen a sword." Hodgson suddenly felt that his mind had opened, and what he was doing now was just like what King Tongyue had done. What's the name, well, cheap enough!
Tang Fang didn't speak, he smiled slightly behind the helmet, and subconsciously touched the left shoulder of the power armor. Originally, the soldier's number was printed there, but it was already worn by this time.
What Hodgson could think of, he couldn't think of!
"Are you looking for this?" As Tang Fang's cold voice drifted by, a square metal chip fell to the ground, and was then crushed by his heavy boots.
"Huh?" One of the soldiers beside Hodgson shook his body and let out an exclamation, listening to the voice, it was a woman.
What was smashed by his foot was the built-in sensor chip of the power armor, which is used to distinguish friend from foe, assist in positioning, respond to remote computer requests in the command center and other functions, to put it bluntly, it is actually a backdoor program inserted by the military on the microprocessor of the power armor, which can obtain important data stored in the memory body within a certain distance, communication content, human intelligence and other information.
Hodgson's face was cold, this kid is too shrewd, and he does things without leakage.
The nobleman's way of thinking made him lose his mind for a moment, and when he looked up at Tang Fang opposite, he suddenly had a feeling that a tiger had bitten a turtle and had nowhere to eat.
The number of the power armor is grinded, the sensor chip is shattered, and the only person who has a probability of guessing the identity of the Tang side is Francis, who planned the fake reconnaissance mission, but what can he guess? Does he dare to say it? Unless he doesn't want to live anymore, for his own selfish desires to cause the empire to lose the battle of Na'vi, such a big responsibility, killing him ten times is not enough.
At this time, Tang Fang spoke, and his voice was still so subdued and frustrated, unhurried. However, when the content reached Hodgson's ears, it was like a thunderbolt from the blue, and his heart, liver, spleen, lungs, and kidneys were like pepper oil.
"If I'm not mistaken, you're dragging your feet......"