The third plan depends on the implementation of Plan 1, and if the troops complete Plan 1 before 3 p.m., they can carry out Plan 2 and quickly attack the Imperial staging base located behind the Imperial outpost. In fact, in Guderian's plan, all the troops can complete Plan 2, after all, each federal attack force is equipped with a squadron of mechs, and there is also a commando mecha as a backup reserve. That is to say, there are nearly three wings of the Federation, eight brigades of mechs, and each brigade is responsible for three bases to storm the imperial front line at the same time. Of course, Night is an exception, because there are exactly seventeen bases on the front line of the Empire, and the extra one will naturally be handed over to Night They, and this base is still the most difficult to bite. However, Lieutenant General Guderian was still very cautious in arranging such a fierce tactic, in order to avoid some unexpected situations to delay the advance of the mech, and to avoid the troops from attacking the relatively defensive imperial transit bases of the empire at dusk or at night. Because at night in the desert, even if the mecha is equipped with a night vision system, the pilot's ability to judge the surrounding environment is still much worse than during the day. Under these circumstances, it would be unwise to fight against Imperial troops who were familiar with the environment of their base, so Lieutenant General Guderian deliberately set a time limit of 3 p.m. for the troops to finally set out for the attack.

The third set of plans is handed over to the troops who can successfully complete the third set of plans, requiring the troops to quickly attack the defense bases in the rear of the empire, the defense capabilities of those bases can be much stronger than the original transit bases and outposts, and it is expected that due to the retreat of the front line and reinforcements in the rear, the garrison strength should reach more than one squadron of mechs, which is three times the number of mechs expected to be garrisoned in the transit base. Four times the size of the outpost. After this program. Lieutenant General Guderian also deliberately marked it with a red pen. Only the squadrons that were not damaged in the first three bases could become the main attacking force after careful reconnaissance, and the nearby mecha units would cooperate to attack those defensive bases.

It was already four o'clock in the afternoon, past the deadline set by the lieutenant general, but there were still many places on the battlefield where the battle was going on. The all-out offensive of the Federation Army has successfully completed the first set of plans, and it is very easy to launch a full-scale general offensive in front of the Imperial forces who do not have excellent reconnaissance capabilities. Plus four times the force to attack. It was easy to take the Empire's outposts, and it also severely damaged the Empire's mechs. However, when the third plan was fully implemented, due to the fact that the operation had been exposed, and there was no morning light to interfere with the sight of the Imperial Scouts. Some of the Federal forces were ambushed by the Imperial forces, and some of the Imperial forces encountered the dead and began to engage in a grueling assault, which greatly delayed the advance of the Federal forces, and even those who were ambushed were forced to retreat to their outposts to wait for follow-up support. However, there are also some troops who are lucky, and the Imperial commanders, who know that they can't resist it, decisively choose to preserve their strength and abandon their bases. At present, the Federation has successfully captured thirteen transit bases in the Empire, and there are still three bases in the fighting, and the other base that has successfully ambushed and severely damaged the Federation forces is not fighting. It's just that the federal forces on its left and right flanks have been dispatched, together with the attacking forces that are frontally supported by reserves. Prepare to attack this base on three sides.

At half past five in the afternoon, the sun had lowered half of itself below the horizon, and the originally hot desert began to cool down, and the desert winter still showed its original face. The fighting between the Federation and the Empire has ceased to exist, and the Federation forces have now successfully captured all of the Empire's staging bases. But disappointingly, in the operation of Plan 2, the mecha destroyed by the Federation was only three squadrons, and there were not as many results as after the operation of Plan 1, it seems that most of the commanders of the Imperial base chose to preserve their strength, and the better commanders among these people also used the Federation's psychology of underestimating the enemy after the success of the first set of plans, and successfully ambushed many Federation troops. After the implementation of the first set of plans, the perfect zero loss turned into the destruction of nearly one brigade of mechs after the implementation of the third plan, which was more than the loss of the empire.

"Hmm, it's cold." Standing aside and watching the maintenance personnel repair their land king, the night wind shrunk by the night wind that blew into the workshop from the hole in the wall. Only at 7 o'clock in the evening, the desert was no longer hot, the outdoor temperature had dropped to more than 10 degrees, and many soldiers on patrol had already changed out of their cool and breathable summer combat uniforms and put on autumn combat uniforms.

"It seems that the soldiers on duty late at night will have to change into winter combat uniforms, or they will have to freeze to death." The night was full of excitement, and then left the workshop to go to the temporary supply depot to get autumn clothes.

"Sir, it's cold at night in the desert." In front of the door of the supply depot, Night met the Duke of Snow Night commando who had come to receive clothes, and Joe greeted him immediately after seeing Night.

"Well, now I'm about to feel the taste of winter cooling." Ye took the clothes from the logistics staff and replied, "Damn winter, if the temperature continues to cool down like this, the repair of my tank will be delayed until tomorrow." Almost all of the workshops had more or less shells, the smallest one had four bullet holes, the largest one could pass through people, and the smallest one was the size of a basketball. If it cools down again, how can those repairers fix it, I don't want them to give parts to the king of the land with their hands that are shivering from the cold, and I don't worry about them suffering. ”

After getting dressed at night, I started complaining non-stop. After the battle, the workshop could no longer guarantee the efficiency of the heating, and if it was too cold, the maintenance personnel would not be able to work.

Joe made a gesture of narrowly escaped after hearing Ye's complaints, and smiled, "Fortunately, my rangers just need to replace their chest armor, and it's already done." Otherwise, it would have been miserable for the maintenance crews to stop working, and I would have been asked to drive the unarmored rangers in front of the cockpit to fight? ”

"A true warrior will not let the enemy hit his cockpit." Smith on the side said matter-of-factly.

"How can you not be stabbed when you are always mixing on the road?" Joe immediately retorted.

"I often walk by the river, how can I not get my shoes wet?" Richard corrected Joe's words.

Ye watched the three of them talk to each other, and said with a wry smile: "It seems that I won't be able to participate in the attack tomorrow morning." It's getting cold again, why didn't you feel it when you were in Tris? "The night was not in the hangar when I was in Tris. It's in the office. If you haven't gone out at night, how can you experience the sudden change of climate in the desert at night in winter?

"Sir. Isn't it just to warm up those mechanics, it's very simple? Joe had the most crooked ideas, and immediately came up with a good idea, but this kid deliberately paused and sold a pass.

"Say, don't sell it." Richard gave Joe a pop and motioned for him to hurry up.

"Holy, Captain. I was beaten stupid by you. Joe jumped aside to avoid Richard's big hand, and then continued: "Actually, the method is very simple, just let some infantry sort out the bad cotton wool and bed sheets in the building, pour gasoline on the side of the king of the land and burn it, so that the maintenance personnel can feel warm." ”

"Dizzy, you want to smoke those maintenance personnel to death." Smith covered his forehead and said helplessly. These chemically fortified cotton wool and bed sheets produce irritating black smoke when burned, making people cry and feel sick to the nose.

Night didn't refute Joe's words, but got a lot of inspiration from Joe's ideas. He smiled and said, "How long does it take for the logistics to build a temporary ventilation chimney?" ”

"Half an hour is the most." Richard also knew the idea of the night, after all, the Germanic people had a fireplace in their homes. "I'll arrange for them to build a fireplace at once, sir."

"I'm going to build four." Night shouted at Richard, who was running away. Richard, who was in the distance, waved his hand to indicate that he had received it.

"Fireplace, haha, what a good idea. I'll go and call some soldiers to gather firewood, oh no, it's cotton wool and sheets, sir. Jo heard Richard's words about the fireplace, and like his captain, he eagerly helped the night to prepare.

"I'm going to help, sir." Smith laughed and ran away with Joe, and the three of them were able to organize more people to find "firewood" for the makeshift fireplace.

Ye looked at the people of the Duke of Snow Night commando who ran away, shrugged helplessly, and said, "Khan, I'm the master of the matter, but I have nothing to do." Alas, I'd better go find gas. ”

Night finally helped himself think of something that could be done, and then turned to the logistics staff of the supply depot and said, "Please give me a barrel of gasoline." ”

"Okay, sir, where to go? I'll send it for you. ”

“……”

At nine o'clock in the evening, a mixed force of the Federation arrived at the 209 transit base, which became the forward base, with a total of one squadron of mechs, a squadron of mammoths and a battalion of soldiers. This is the force that rushed to support the defense, after all, relying on three mechs and one tank to defend this base that no longer has a turret is really a bit reluctant.

In the repair workshop, four huge fireplaces have been erected, and now Joe is directing the crowd to add fuel to them.

"It's a lot warmer now." Jo lit a fireplace, then opened his arms in a gesture of pleasure, and breathed a sigh of relief, the flames of the furnace turning everyone's faces red.

"It worked, and the pungent smoke didn't come out." Richard pushes Joe away and lets the firelight shine on the pretenders who are working around the King of the Land, who need the heat of the firelight the most.

Although the sodium lamps in the workshop can also provide a certain amount of heat energy to the maintenance personnel, it is still much worse than the fireplace that can heat the entire workshop. Not long after the four fireplaces were lit, the temperature of the entire workshop had risen significantly, and Joe, who was the most active, had already taken off the winter clothes he had been wrapped in.

With four fireplaces, the mechanics will be able to work all night to repair the king of the land at night. Regarded as the Federation's No. 1 Ace Maintenance Mecha, the maintenance officer immediately patted his chest and assured the night that he would definitely see a brand-new king of the land tomorrow morning and night.

The desert night was too cold, and the Federation sentinel on the watchtower at the gate of the base couldn't help but shrink his neck when a gust of night wind blew, and his hands trembled as he picked up his coffee cup on the stove and slowly took a sip of a hot drink. Suddenly, a warm current made the sentry snort comfortably, and turned to look at the desert under the dark night again. The yellow desert, which had been distorted by the sun, turned into darkness on a moonless night, just like the rest of the region, except for the searchlights of the watchtowers that left traces of light in the night. On nights when there is no moonlight, people can only use this ancient method to prevent night attacks, night vision devices do not allow people to see farther than their naked eyes when it is completely dark, and even with the help of powerful lights, they can only see the area near the searchlight column. The sentry slowly leaned his arms towards the railing of the watchtower, leaning on something to observe was less laborious than standing up.

"It's cold." The sentry's hand touched the railing inadvertently, and the iron railing instantly transmitted its coldness to the sentry's wrist, which was not protected by gloves. The sentry shuddered, and the coffee cup slipped from his master's hands.

"Ahh A short shout rang through the sky, and the sentry dropped a coffee cup, was it worth screaming so miserably? The answer was no, because the sentry on the watchtower was covering his mouth and shaking his head.

"Enemy attack." The other sentry reacted immediately, his companion had already signaled that it was not his own voice, and his own people were not near the watchtower, so the scream must have come from the Imperial army who wanted to sneak up on the base. The sentry sounded the alarm without hesitation, and then grabbed his companion and crouched in the watchtower, thus at least reducing his exposure to the enemy.

"Hmm..." a terrible alarm sounded in the sky above the 209 transit base, and various lights in the base began to light up, and four or five flares were accurately projected into the desert in front of the base. In an instant, under the night vision device, there was only a searchlight near the column, and the rest of the place was illuminated as if it were day.

"Enemy attack." The patrol team that rushed to the gate of the base did not hesitate to open fire like the black shadows still climbing on the watchtower, but then they had to find cover to dodge, because several more Imperial soldiers jumped out of the sand at the gate of the base and opened fire on the patrol team.

"How could there be an enemy attack?" Awakened by the noise outside the house, he complained dissatisfiedly, "Don't you want to sleep with the fellows of the Empire?" It's so late to disturb people's dreams. Hmm, it's cold. After the quilt slipped, I couldn't help but shiver at night from the biting cold, and immediately put on my clothes. If the base is attacked, if he, the supreme commander, is still hiding in the bed and sleeping, he will feel sorry for it at night.

"What's going on?" Night stopped a second lieutenant platoon commander who was leading the soldiers to the gate of the base for reinforcements and asked.

"Report to the sir, the base is under attack by Imperial infantry units, and we have been ordered to support the front." The platoon commander replied as he motioned for his soldiers to move on, saluting the night. (To be continued......)