There is also the last opportunity———— according to military practice, if a proposal is rejected three times in a row, or if it fails to receive a vote in favor of three times, the proposal will be permanently abandoned and no application for approval and reconsideration will be granted.

Zhao Zhikai's request is actually not excessive. According to his calculations, all adjacent theaters of operations on the Hefei front must send troops and reinforcements at the same time. On the basis of the existing reserves, the reinforcements are about 28 to 30 divisions, with a total strength of more than 500,000 troops. This force can effectively curb the biological frenzy, save the 184th Group Army, and may even continue some of the gains that Zhang Shengfei has already achieved and conquer Hefei in one fell swoop.

"What I want to say, I think everyone knows very well."

Zhao Zhikai tried his best to maintain a calm tone, and his anxious eyes kept scanning everyone: "The 184th Group Army was defeated miserably, and it may even cancel the number." But before that, we have to think about the soldiers, and we have to get them back from the front. Comrades, that's a whole 200,000 people, they have a lot of combat experience, they are all veterans, and we must not give up on them. ”

A lieutenant general sitting on the side lit a cigarette, took a few deep breaths, puffed out wisps of smoke from his nostrils, and said in a low voice: "Lao Zhao, your mood is understandable. But you have to understand that the situation is different now than in the past, not that we will not save ourselves, but that the actual situation does not allow us to do so at all. We are all well aware of your plan———— which is to draw troops from the three eastern theaters and the two western theaters to support the total number of troops, which is really crazy. With so many troops being transferred at one time, how can the situation within the defense zone be stabilized? How to maintain skirmishes around each base city? ”

"As soon as the Hefei front line collapsed, the neighboring areas were threatened. Those monsters don't follow the prescribed route, and their attack range is aimless. It could be south, it could be north. The hunt for the defeated troops is only a hypothesis. Even if you really mobilize a large number of troops to reinforce the enemy, as you said, what tactics should be used to meet the enemy? They are no longer zombies, and the armored forces do not have much advantage over mutated creatures. Especially in field battles without fortifications, the casualty rate is even greater...... All of these questions are the conclusions we have come to after repeated calculations on the computer. We can only use positional warfare to wear down their numerical superiority little by little, and wait for the development of higher-level enhancement potions before we can switch to the counteroffensive. ”

"You have also seen with your own eyes, Zhang Shengfei is very well prepared for the Battle of Hefei, the 184th Group Army is building fortifications everywhere on the outskirts of the city, and they also have high-power laser generators. But the reality is that they were defeated, and they were defeated badly, and under the impact of the creature frenzy, no matter how strong the fortifications were, they could not stop those monsters. The only thing we can do at the moment is to strengthen our defence as quickly as possible. As for the 184 Army...... It's a shame that there's nothing we can do. ”

There was silence in the room, but it was not absolutely calm. Occasionally, someone coughs, or makes heavy breathing sounds. Most of them agreed with the lieutenant general's words. But at such a time, for whatever reason, it is not a glorious thing to refuse to send troops to the rescue.

Zhao Zhikai looked around, carefully searching for faces and eyes. He has a wealth of life experience and can read flattery and flattery, indifference and contempt, calm and decisiveness...... Of course, it's more about swaying back and forth. Everyone has their own unique character, especially after holding a certain degree of power, the different views on things have risen to the exchange of interests and games, rather than justice and evil, conscience and evil.

The lieutenant general's words are very reasonable, the analysis of the situation is reasonable, the key points and disadvantages are clear, and the conclusions drawn are even clearer than those drawn by computer deduction.

Regretful?

Powerless?

Zhao Zhikai's face was expressionless, and his eyes were as sharp as a blade. However, in the depths of his mind, there was a deep sadness that might never be dissolved.

This is no longer the republic I am familiar with.

There is no faith, there is no strong leader, and power is dispersed into bases and army groups. According to the latest statistics last month, the number of military personnel currently enrolled in the army exceeds 40 million, and the number of newly formed troops is still increasing.

It's all about fighting mutant creatures.

It's all about winning this war.

Damn, what you say is better than what you sing.

They were reluctant to send troops because they were afraid of the huge casualties caused by mutant creatures———— and the lieutenant general was right, in a field environment, human armies were indeed no match for mutant creatures. The casualty rate may be much greater than the number of people saved. However, simple quantitative comparisons are just something that stays on paper. The officers and men who have been defeated from the front line are our compatriots and comrades-in-arms. Just because of their own selfishness, they watched those people die...... That's the fucking reality

Although the existence of the virus has been known for many years and various countermeasures have been underestimated, the damage caused by the virus has still been underestimated. Aside from booster potions and immunity potions, there aren't even any countermeasures. From zombies to bloody corpses, to different forms of humanoids, people are dying every day on the front line, and the casualty rate of the troops is terrifyingly high. The virus is not only competing with humans for the right to occupy the earth, but also frantically tormenting the arrogant self-confidence of mankind.

We've just adapted to the chaos that followed the virus outbreak and learned how to fight zombies, but those damn monsters have mutated again and become unmanageable humanoids. The experience of the past must be abandoned, and the soldiers must grope again with their flesh and blood to find a new way to win.

Zhao Zhikai has been unable to sleep for many nights. He was tossing and turning on the bed, his eyes bloodshot with Ao. He felt a deep fear ———— mutated creatures were evolving, adapting to the attacks of human armies with stronger, newer abilities. It's like two opponents who are constantly clashing against each other, and they will always develop new tricks to use on each other. Although it is not lethal, its combat ability is constantly escalating. The second mutation of the virus has shown such potency, but what about the third, fourth, and beyond?

We have to live, so that more people can survive, and fight with numbers, this is the real way to win.

In front of the 200,000 defeated army, the word "morality" was erected.

In front of half a million reinforcements, the word "future" was erected.

No, that's not right, it's just self-justifying......

Zhao Zhikai tried hard to reverse his way of thinking and force himself to agree with the lieutenant general's words. Since the resistance is ineffective, the reality must be acknowledged. Although this is despicable, shameless, and inhumane. However, in the face of the cruel reality, there is no better choice.

Yes, we must look at the world from the perspective of development.

A major general approached and cautiously asked, "Your Excellency, do you still need to vote on the third joint staff meeting?" ”

Zhao Zhikai was silent for a few seconds, pursed his lips, and shook his head lightly.

Now that a cruel and ruthless decision has been made, there is no point in continuing to fight.

The biggest problem now is how to keep the neighboring war zone so that the biological frenzy does not spread to the surrounding areas

Zhao Zhikai tried to clear his mind, picked up the teacup, and took a sip of strong tea. As he laid down his glass and was about to speak again, a nervous-looking lieutenant colonel officer walked briskly to his side, leaned down to his ear, and whispered sharply as he handed over the document he had just received.

At this time, all the participants suddenly felt a chill on their bodies. It was as if a gust of wind was blowing in the room, instantly sweeping away all the heat, and the temperature suddenly dropped by more than ten degrees. In this biting and cold atmosphere, people sat up straight, cheered up, and quickly focused their eyes on Zhao Zhikai.

After reading the information on the document again and making sure that the news was true, Zhao Zhikai slowly stood up, his eyes full of pathos and shock.

In just a dozen seconds, he felt weaker and older.

Looking at the documents laid flat on the table, Zhao Zhikai took a deep breath and announced in an obvious trilled tone: "The news I just received ———— the commander of the 184th Group Army, General Zhang Shengfei, died in battle.

The comprehensive retreat plan of the new Nanyang base city has been carried out until noon the next day.

All the heavy workshops under the military control zone were dismantled. The most important core machinery is loaded and transported. Through the data analysis of the central computer, Su Hao selected the most valuable part. Now, the first part, and the most important shipping step, has been completed. The large tanker trucks that left the base in the early stage are supplying fuel along the way, and the convoy that left yesterday sends messages every half hour. Of these, eleven trucks suffered various degrees of failure. Nine vehicles have been cleared and two others have been cleared from the road after emergency unloading. At present, the transportation work is going smoothly, and the advance convoy will be able to arrive at the designated place by noon the day after tomorrow at the latest.

Zhang Nanyi and Wang Jinlong collected more than 1,200 transport trucks in the city. Since yesterday night, this improvised convoy has begun to ship, most of the goods are clothes and medicines, as well as some precision instruments. If the plan doesn't go well, all the vehicles will be delivered by 9 p.m. today.

Su Hao did not break his promise, and he arranged several vacant warehouses for the "Red Smoke" group, which were enough to store the machinery and raw materials unloaded from the trucks. In this regard, Liu Liqun did not make any statement. Her attitude was not as enthusiastic as before, very indifferent, and her expression and should have been perfunctory.

In addition to the "Red Smoke" group, the trucks of several other wealthy conglomerates were impounded. At such times, of course, there will be people who will jump out to protest against it. In front of everyone, Huang He shot four of the most emotional consortium members one after another, threw the corpses directly into the street, shocked everyone with ruthlessness and cruelty, and completely controlled the situation.

At the top of the interior wall of the military control zone, dozens of corpses were hanging.

Those were civilians who had been killed on the spot by storming the cordon. There was no explanation for this, and the loudspeakers continued to play 24 hours a day, and helicopters took off at regular intervals to drop leaflets in and around the base city. In the face of death and apathy, people gradually began to accept reality. More and more people are leaving the city, and refugees outside the city are moving in different directions along routes, and the sky is filled with smoke, blood, cries, and all sorts of chaotic noises.

The train station was packed. Most of them are family members of the 184th Army placed in the base city, as well as non-combatants belonging to different departments and logistics agencies.

Gao Mingyang was transferred to the station and served as the transportation commander here.

Compared to the civilian areas, the order here is much better. However, the so-called "good order" is only a relative product. By peacetime standards, it was still chaos.

The family members were carrying large bags of luggage. According to the order issued by Su Hao———— the crew members of the train can only carry personal belongings weighing no more than two kilograms per person. However, the people who poured into the platform did not care. Some of them carried quilts, some carried furniture, and some of them carried weapons directly, and even wanted to carry printers and other things on the train.

"Get out of the way, get out of the way, let me pass, let Lao Tzu pass————"

"Be fucking careful not to touch my box. It's an antique, and I can't afford to pick up your skin. ”

"Hey, what are you in? It's my purse, and I'm not allowed to rummage through my things...... Catch thieves and catch thieves

The noise and shouting came and went, and the whole station was like a vegetable market, and the deafening noise once overshadowed the tweeters.

Among the many "worker bees", Gao Mingyang should be regarded as a relatively alternative existence.

The collar of his combat suit was open, and the straps of his shoulders were loose and slumped around his arms, and at first glance, they looked like the straps of a bra that had been forcefully ripped off a woman's chest. This guy has very white skin, revealing a clear outline of his collarbone, no matter from which angle, he looks like he has just been ravaged by a woman or ravaged a woman, and he has not had time to get dressed, and he looks tired.

Gao Mingyang swore that after this time, even if he was killed, he would not be the station commander of the hell.

In less than two days, he was already burnt out, as if he had been raped by hundreds of strong men, every bone in his body was loose, and even his asshole exuded an uncomfortable sense of emptiness.

Gao Mingyang has a handsome face that meets the standards of the public, and his feminine expression and temperament make him have a special sense of temptation in the eyes of many middle-aged women.

He couldn't remember exactly how many women had walked by. Those resentful women...... Yes, that's the perfect word. They would always lean close to their bodies, rub their chests or buttocks against Gao Mingyang, and seize the opportunity to touch them twice. The most embarrassing of the thighs, arms, waist and abdomen was a military officer in his forties with a captain's badge on his shoulder. The woman was said to be the captain of a communications squadron, with a modest build, thick black-rimmed glasses, and an expression on her face as if her father and mother had just died a few minutes ago. She walked over like this, covering from the coat on her left hand, but grabbed a few handfuls under Gao Mingyang's crotch with her right hand. After measuring the specific size and length of the size, I felt satisfied, so I stuffed a small note with the contact information.

In the bottom corner of the note, there is a row of small characters————Are you interested in trying the meat pie I made?"

It's just seduction and harassment. Even more annoying are the damned passengers who refuse to comply with demands.

In the corner of the wall next to the platform, several hills five or six meters high have been piled up.

The first one who shouted and cursed Gao Mingyang for "eating soft rice and pulling shit" was a middle-aged woman with a thin body. She carried two quilts, a pot on her shoulder, and the edges of her backpack protruded from the edges of objects such as bowls, chopsticks and spoons. She kept crying in front of the car door, saying that she was not allowed to bring things, so she would not get into the car, and others were not allowed to get in the car.

Time is of the essence, and a creature frenzy could appear outside the city at any time. Regarding this kind of trouble that may have been expected to come early, Gao Mingyang just said a simple "Kill her." ”

The wire was threaded through the woman's shoulder, and her whole body was suspended horizontally from the top of the platform. She tied her hands behind her back, her head drooping, blood dripping down her legs and feet, staining the ground red.

The shot frightened a lot of people, and no one wanted to chirp with the soldiers, who lined up in order to get into the car, and the soldiers kept pulling all kinds of bulky items out of the crowd. Travel bags, clothes, trolley suitcases...... By the time the first train was full and the whistle slowly drove out of the platform, a thick layer of debris had been laid over the wall.

According to the original plan, Su Hao obtained ten empty wagons from the General Administration of Military Transport through Wang Qinian's connections. This was supposed to be used to transport the most critical base-building components. However, after getting the control code of the new Nanyang Base City from Zhang Shengfei, Su Hao had already found enough transport vehicles in the military warehouse. Now that the purpose has been achieved, the trains are no longer suitable for the planning itself.

All trains are equipped with "Beidou" locators, which are operated by the General Administration of Military Transport. The starting point is recorded on the train schedule, and it is easy to find the large amount of material unloaded according to the coordinates.

Road transport does not have this hidden danger. In the convoy that set off in the early stage, Su Hao set up a large number of radio wave spoilers, even if someone tracked them, they could not be accurately located. Lao Song had already arranged for manpower to meet at the designated place. Unloaded supplies are quickly dispersed, and some of the trucks carrying food and medicine are dispersed to other areas in order to achieve maximum concealment.

Calculated in this way, these trains are no longer so important to Su Hao. On the contrary, he can take this opportunity to transport all the family members and logistics agencies stranded in the base city to the north. At least, in the eyes of those in the military department, it must be regarded as an admirable achievement.

It's just that the transportation process was not as smooth as expected.

Since yesterday, five trains have been dispatched. The number of corpses hanging from the platform increased to sixteen. There are women, and there are men.

Most people are able to follow the rules and understand the commands. After all, now it's a flight, not a tour. Bring as little as possible, and the space freed up in the carriage can accommodate a few more people.