Remove!

This simple word pierced Zhang Pu's heart like a sharp knife.

The huge pressure, the high degree of tension, coupled with the extreme loss and self-blame, made Zhang Pu cough involuntarily, a discordant red tide appeared on his pale and frightened face, his chest seemed to be pressed by a boulder, his body kept twitching, and there was a desolate smile on his face: "There are still so many soldiers on the position, where are they retreating, can they withdraw?"

This answer was obviously not what Peng Biao expected.

He was stunned for a few seconds, and his expression became more and more anxious: "Senior Commander Zhang, what's wrong with you? At this time, we must retreat to the Xiangyang base, or retreat to the Wuhan base, there are still a large number of survivors there, there are people and there are troops, the base there is stronger than here, and it is impossible for mutated creatures to attack there."

Zhang Pu's tone became indifferent: "When the battle plan of the staff was announced, the commanders below were strongly opposed, do you remember what they said?"

"When is it, and what are you doing with those?"

At this time, Peng Biao also began to regret why he had to take on this task, but what could he do if he regretted it, and could he change the current situation of the rout on the battlefield?

Zhang Pu didn't care about Peng Biao's reaction, and lamented: "Our combat thinking is still stuck in the era of civilization, this is not a regional conflict, nor is it a contest between countries, this is a global war between humans and mutated creatures that will never stop fighting." We sat in the command headquarters, and the officers who fought on the battlefield knew more about mutated creatures than the staff, and the battle plan could not have succeeded from the start."

"This is a medium-sized city, and there are more than a million zombies and mutant creatures in the city, and information hormone warfare is only effective against hundreds of thousands of mutant creatures. We are digging our own graves, this battle was doomed from the beginning, I didn't expect that I would be fascinated, I am sorry for these soldiers who fought bloodily. ”

Zhang Pu's voice gradually dimmed, he really didn't know, what way should he express the pain in his heart?

The campaign was a mistake from the start!

If it weren't for your own greed, if you hadn't listened to the demagogy of others, if you hadn't been stubborn, if you hadn't ...... Without ifs, things wouldn't be the way they are.

Zhang Pu wanted to repent, wanted to redeem this qiē, but he couldn't do anything anymore.

The entire battle line collapsed almost instantly, and the tide of mutated creatures engulfed a qiē like a landslide and tsunami, perhaps they didn't have the high-tech weapons of the human army.

However, they have advantages that humans cannot match: the virus weakens their perception, and the negative thoughts such as fear, timidity, etc., that are parasitic in the depths of the brain are suppressed to a minimum. Their own pain and the fear of their companion's death had no effect on them, and instincts from other groups brought them together to form a perfect combination of individual-focused and coordinated cooperation. They are no longer the weak appearance of the virus outbreak, but an incomparably powerful army of mutant creatures, as long as they have the advantage in numbers, they can be invincible in the world.

"What's the use of talking about this now, we need to get out of here quickly, the mutated creatures will soon be here. ”

Peng Biao couldn't understand the fear and pain in Zhang Pu's heart, he was shrouded in great fear and anger, but this qiē was caused by himself, and the indescribable entanglement of psychology tormented him.

As a professional soldier, he also put a lot of effort into the battle plan drawn up by the General Staff. After conducting hundreds of exercises, after assessing the strength of both sides, he even went to the battlefield to verify the situation in person, and even personally inquired about the fortifications on the position.

His diligence never pretended to others, how many sleepless nights, how many times he revised the battle plan, and how many problems he found in the middle, so as to avoid unexpected situations.

However, the formulation of the entire battle plan was a mistake from the beginning, and then a series of mistakes led to the current tragic situation.

Zhang Pu is not an immortal, nor does he use Zhuge Liang's unpredictable prophet, nor does he have rich combat experience against mutated creatures, and the number he relies on is from the previous battles after the outbreak of the virus.

However, human beings have not really understood mutant creatures, and even the evolution of zombies is still in conjecture, but they don't know that the genes of zombies are evolving rapidly, not only the reaction, speed, strength and other aspects have been greatly improved, but even foreign genetic infections have caused zombies to appear in different populations of branches.

They have become more advanced, and their biological characteristics have become more pronounced, especially in terms of gene fusion, and different populations have begun to cooperate with each other. They are no longer as rigid and sluggish as they were at the beginning, but gradually form a hierarchical human-like social structure.

To put it bluntly, the Battle of Nanyang was a replica of the battles in some small counties, and he and his staff only saw victory and glory, and never considered the consequences that must be borne after defeat.

If you fail, you have to retreat, and to put it mildly, it is a strategic shift, exchanging space for time.

"Master Zhang, let's go!"

Peng Biao's eager eyes were about to burst into flames, and he said urgently in an almost pleading tone: "The retreating planes are ready, the strikers of the mutant creatures are about to storm the command post, this is too close to the battlefield, they will soon find out here, if they don't leave, there will be no chance?"

Looking at the anxious Peng Biao, Zhang Pu felt a faint sadness in his heart, can he let go of the army and leave it alone? "Retreat, shouldn't we do something now?

He laughed coldly in his heart, at this time, Peng Biao actually thought of running away for the first time, didn't he know what shame was? Is this what a soldier should say?

"It was our battle plan that we had drawn up, and since it proved to be a failure, we should bravely shoulder the responsibility. The front line has been routed, and the soldiers who have no way back are no match for the mutated creatures, you see, how many young soldiers have been killed, and how many have become food for their mouths,...... I'm ashamed of you when you think of running away?"

Peng Biao felt the muscles on his face jump and jump, fear finally overcame shame, it was good to be able to take Zhang Pu away, but he didn't want to bury him.

"I want to report the whole story of this battle to the War Department, this battle has gone beyond the plans of the General Staff, and in order not to repeat the mistakes of the past, someone must be evacuated from the battlefield. As the political commissar of the 0468 Division, it is necessary for me to remind you that now the front line has collapsed, and there is only a dead end to stay here, in order to save the organs of the 0468 Division, I order you to evacuate immediately, otherwise I will go to the military headquarters to sue you. ”