By the time Garence Warren picked up his binoculars and looked at the enemy's conning tower, the Negru commander had already abandoned it. All Gallance could see was the downed canopy and a blur of blood. Negru had the Guards climb the control tower and remove the bodies of Tai Bush and 22nd Army Commander James Lester, so that Gallance was left with only blood and wreckage that would indirectly prove what had happened.

"You really ...... That's impossible...... How do you do it? ”

Garence put down the binoculars and turned to Daisy with a question mark on his head. He just has too many problems. What exactly did Daisy use to kill the other party, why did this weapon have such a long range, can we put this weapon into the battle that is going on so far, and can this weapon be used to continue assassinating the enemy's commander......

There were so many questions to ask that Gallance didn't have a lot of time. With each second of delay, Elena's soldiers suffered more casualties. When the two sides have begun to meet each other, the loss of every life is dragging Elena into the abyss of defeat. Therefore, in the end, Gallance could only condense all the problems into one problem.

How do you do it?

"This is the weapon that Gastens left behind", Daisy answered Garence's question in a short sentence, "there is only one, and the use is very restrictive." ”

So Garence instantly understood. Since it was a weapon left by Gastens, it could naturally have such great power. Since there is only one, it is understandable why Daisy hid it. He got an answer that he was satisfied with, so naturally he would not hesitate any longer.

"I'm going to give the order, and if I can, please be here and continue to attack the enemy's commanders, especially those on the front line."

"I see."

Daisy nodded, and picked up the steam sniper rifle again. Garence glanced at the spear, which he had never seen before, but which had the beauty of a thrilling weapon, and turned and climbed down the ladder. In this moment, his heart was calm and joyful.

Garstens, after all, still left them with a killer weapon to turn the tables.

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By the time the soldiers in the back began shouting something in Neglu, Jon Warren could barely hold his knife. He was half-kneeling on the ground, supporting his body with a long knife that already had a gap. His left shoulder was slashed by the enemy, and his bones appeared to be broken. To Jon Warren's surprise, he didn't feel much pain. And in front of him, three enemy soldiers were watching him, and they were not moving. Each of them was intact and uninjured. But each of them hesitated before Jon Warren's madness. This Elena peasant and soldier fights like a devil from the so-called hell of the Tritheistic Religion, desperate for his body, without pain, and chooses people to devour. They slashed him, but they did not dare to come forward and kill him. In the face of the dying devil, they fear a backlash from their enemies.

Jon Warren is laughing. When he really put everything he had into the battlefield, he found that it was not very difficult to fight and kill, as long as he fought harder, more desperately, and more ruthlessly than the enemy, he could win. He couldn't remember how many people he had killed, and he couldn't even see the scenery ahead. The rain and blood mixed together, filling his vision with a dark red.

I'm going to die.

Jon Warren's body was shaking, fighting in the pouring rain, desperate fights and shoulder wounds were quickly consuming his life. But he did not regret it, for the sake of the revolution and the future of the serfs, he did his best. Perhaps, when the revolution is victorious, the serfs with a new life and a new identity will not remember his name. But, as Gastens said, even without a name, Lovely Lena will always remember everyone's sacrifice and dedication.

Faintly, Jon Warren heard someone shouting behind him, not the Ryan he was familiar with, but more like the Neglo spoken by his enemies. Could it be that the rear was also broken through by the enemy? Could it be that this battle is going to be lost?

No, I'm not dead yet, this battle, not lost yet!

I don't know where the strength came from, Jon Warren stood up again. The three enemy soldiers standing in front of him took two or three steps back in a panic. Seeing their reactions, Jon Warren smiled even more. He stuck out his tongue and licked the corners of his mouth, which was salty and salty, with some intoxicating fragrance. Then, he turned and looked behind him.

Even if he dies, he must know the outcome of this battle.

To Jon Warren's relief, it was not the enemy's soldiers who were shouting in the rear, but his own soldiers. So he knew that the position was still there, and the revolution was still there. So he turned around, intending to give one last of his already insignificant strength. However, the enemy soldiers seemed to have stopped paying attention to him, and they were turning their heads to look behind them, to the tall conning tower.

Opportunity.

Jon Warren didn't care why the enemy turned back, he had already vaguely captured the fighter plane. While the enemy turns back, he can kill another person! He stepped forward, his mouth wide open, and let out a silent roar. He raised his long, already cut blade, and pounced on his enemy like a ghost.

Then, struggling to make a charge, he fell. His feet went limp, and he fell to the ground with a heavy blow. He has exhausted all his strength, he has shed all his blood. When he smelled the fragrance of the land and the smell of blood, he knew that his time had finally come.

It's a pity that I couldn't kill another person.

What a great opportunity.

I'm sorry, Chairman.

I tried my best.

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Perhaps it was the enemy commander who fled from the conning tower and crushed the last string of the enemy soldiers. Perhaps it was the militiamen, who had lost their steam machine guns and advanced weapons, who crushed the last of the enemy's confidence with their courage to defy death. Perhaps it was the heavy rain that gradually stopped, making the enemy feel that he had lost hope of victory. Perhaps from time to time the bullets that fell from the sky and killed those front-line commanders, shattering the pillars of the enemy. Nearly an hour after Daisy Richardson killed Tai Bush, the enemy's forces retreated.

Elena defended their Luoshan crossing, but lost more than a third of their militia.

Negro, having lost their commander, but they still have nearly 90,000 men left, ready to attack at any time.

This battlefield of flesh and blood, which has been temporarily suspended by the heavy rain, may become a new place of death at any time in the next moment.

And both sides involved in the war are using this last bit of time to put the last bit of chips on the balance of war.

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As the battle continued, Gastens sensed something bad. This time the steam cannon that attacked the enemy had too many surprises for him. The composure of the enemy and the resoluteness of the counterattack during the first attack. The desperate pursuit of the enemy's cavalry after the bullets were exhausted, and the swamp that he fell into with his own team after the death of Brancheir, seemed to hint at him, and behind all this, there was a huge and chilling conspiracy.

"Chief", although it has been more than half a year since the founding of the party, Ivan's habit is still to call Gastens the leader, "We have found the enemy's scouts again, and it is estimated that we will not stay here for long." ”

"Stay short and retreat, our goal now is to get rid of the enemy as soon as possible and return to Elena", Gastens got up from the ground and straightened his clothes. The continuous fighting and flight made all the soldiers very tired, and even a few moments of refueling water by the creek allowed Gastens and his soldiers to sleep in this grove for a while.

"I always felt that the enemy must have tried so hard to hold us back not just to avenge us for destroying their steam cannons," Gastens and Ivan discussed the enemy's tactics again, "They gave us people to kill at first, and I didn't find out yet." But no normal commander would send two regiments of troops to kill us when he knew we could eat them. Moreover, after discovering that we had run out of ammunition, they even left their baggage with a large army and tried to find us in a decisive battle, forcing us into the southern mountains. This even deviated from their original line of attack. At this point in time, it seems that their intention is to drag us here. ”

"But we have analyzed it many times, and the enemy does not have the conditions to break through the Elena line", Belanchier's sacrifice made Ivan even more low-key. His old loud voice is becoming less and less common, replaced by a baritone with some suppressed emotions.

"Their steam cannons were destroyed by us, and our steam machine guns were unsolvable for them. Even if they fill it with human lives, Lovely Lena has enough ammo, and it is impossible for her to be depleted by the enemy like we are. So, there must be something in this that we didn't expect. ”

Gastens frowned, and beside him, the remaining 3,000 fighters of the guerrilla brigade and the production brigade were quickly preparing for departure. In the distance, the signal smoke released by the enemy had begun to rise.

"Could it be that they are in collusion with Elliot?" It's not the first time Ivan has come up with this idea, "Their tactics against us, many of them are very similar to Eliot's. Is it possible that Elliot has joined forces with the enemy in the hope of destroying us by the hand of the enemy? ”

"Unlikely," Gastens shook his head, picking up his bags. Even as the leader of the revolution and the chairman of the Communist Party, he never left his bags on the back of others. The revolution has only different positions, no status, and Gastens has always adhered to and practiced this basic idea, "Even if Eliot wanted to kill us, he could not afford to risk our technology leaking to Negru." At most, he didn't lend a helping hand when Elena was attacked, and it was unlikely that he would dare to collaborate with the enemy so blatantly. If he did, I don't think Paul Gibson would have forgiven him. ”

"Yes," Ivan nodded, returning to his original conclusion, "we still have to hurry back." But now that the enemy has forced us into the southern mountains and has begun to build a blockade on the outside, it will not be easy to break through. ”

"It's not easy," Gastens said, with urgency. He was not afraid of the enemy, but he was always worried that something he had missed or made a mistake in this battle. Among the information he didn't know, was there any information that could change the situation on the battlefield now, or change Elena's fate?

"Concentrate all the ammunition and drop unnecessary supplies. The Luoshan 1 type, which had no bullets, was completely dismantled and buried separately. This time, we must break through! ”

“…… Good! ”

Hearing that they were going to dismantle the Luoshan 1 that they had saved with great difficulty in the past few days of fighting, Ivan was a little reluctant. In order not to let these weapons fall into the hands of the enemy, they even sacrificed more than thirty warriors. But now, the situation compels these weapons to be abandoned.

"If you lose it, you can rebuild it, but the enemy must be thrown off!"

Gastens comforted Ivan again, and at the same time was ready to go. But at this moment, the herald Ricky Barris hurried over.

"Chairman, there is a comrade from Elena who is from the Anti-Investigation Bureau, and he said that he has important information to tell you in person!"

It's news from Elena!

Gastens immediately became nervous, and he subconsciously clenched the gun in his hand.

"Where are the people?"

"Over there, on the periphery of the defensive line, he's not sure about his identity—"

"Take me there!"

Gastens can't wait, he must know what happened to Elena before he can make the next decision. He and Ivan followed Ricky Barris and found the man on the run. And at the first glance of the man, Gastens knew that something had happened to Elena.

It was a young man he didn't know, in rags, with visible wounds everywhere, and even a gunshot wound that looked like it had been sustained while breaking through the enemy blockade. His face was pale, and his lips were barely bloody, a clear sign of excessive blood loss. Before meeting Gastens, he was leaning on his side against a tree, his eyes closed, and his chest barely heaving. Anyone who has been on the battlefield for a few rounds or has a rough medical skill can judge a simple fact from his state.

He's going to die.

"I'm Gastens, who sent you here, what's wrong?" Gastens knelt down in front of the young man, reached out to hold his head, looked at his eyes that were slightly open because of his arrival, forcibly suppressed the anxiety in his heart, and asked softly. Facing the young man in front of him, who was burning the last shred of his life, Gastens was afraid that if he made a loud noise, he would blow out the fire of his life.

"Chairman......", seeing Gastens, the young man seemed to be refreshed as he struggled to sit up, reaching out to his chest, "...... The enemy is attacking the Naksan Pass, their steam cannons are intact, and we are struggling to defend. The enemy even announced in front of the battle that Berranchel had been killed, that you were missing, and that the partisan and production brigades had been annihilated. The comrades don't believe it and are still holding on, but we all hope to-"

As if there was something in the dark that didn't want Gastens to hear more, the young man's words came to an abrupt end. His hand to his chest hung limply, and the whole person was in Gastens arms, losing all life.

Gastens didn't speak, he didn't even have time to grieve. The information he was told was too important and too surprising, and he had to act quickly. He reached out and untied the visitor's chest, finding what he had just wanted to take. It was a simple note, familiar to the man who wrote it, Gastens, and it was a note handwritten by his lover, Daisy Richardson.

"If you can, please come back as soon as possible!"