Outpost Meeting Room.

Yi Chuan, who came from Embassy Street, finally caught Chu Guang, who had just come out of the shelter, and got straight to the point as soon as they met.

"McLaan in your hands?"

Chu Guang stared at him twice and nodded.

"That's right."

Yi Chuan was slightly stunned.

He thought that Chu Guang would prevaricate or pretend not to know, but he didn't expect to admit it directly.

Seeing that this guy hadn't spoken for a long time, although Chu Guang guessed what he probably wanted to say, he still asked politely.

"Any questions?"

Coming back to his senses, Yi Chuan coughed lightly.

"Well, it's not a big deal, the council asked you if you could send McClen to our side for detention. After all, they are important war criminals, and you send people to dig coal...... It is still somewhat inappropriate, and it will affect the subsequent ceasefire negotiations. ”

"Ceasefire negotiations?" Chu Guang glanced at him with a strange expression, "Where is it now?" ”

Knowing that Chu Guang would react in this way, Yi Chuan continued patiently.

"We've liberated Oasis 9 and captured McLaen...... We have enough chips in our hands to honestly sit down at the negotiating table. ”

"What are you talking about?"

"Of course, the troops are retreating, their supply lines have been paralyzed, they have no ability to continue the attack, our side will not be able to gnaw at their defense line in a short time, and continuing to fight is nothing more than a war of attrition, consuming each other's living forces...... There is already a realistic basis for a ceasefire, and they will consider it. ”

Seeing what Chu Guang was going to say, Yi Chuan hurriedly said.

"Don't be in a hurry to veto it first, it's better to listen to our proposal first."

Chu Guang nodded, his eyes motioning for him to continue.

Yi Chuan paused and continued.

"We plan to trade McLalen and other prisoners of war, as well as the Iron Heart, for the crew of the Trailblazer. As for the issue of Vault 0, it can be put on hold for now...... Of course, the Iron Heart is now in use, and we won't let you pay for nothing. As compensation, we'll leave the Trailblazer to you, what do you think? ”

Objectively speaking, this proposal is quite sincere.

A Trailblazer is indeed much more useful to the Alliance than a frigate core modified airship, and that thing is a mobile industrial zone, as long as the supply of raw materials is sufficient, it can easily solve the supply of a division.

Otherwise, the legion would not be so covetous, going forward to encircle and intercept one after another, and even sent the Iron Heart to chase Luo Hua with great difficulty.

However, Chu Guang's face still had a trace of displeasure.

Is he the kind of person who would betray allies for profit?

"What about Oasis 3?"

Yi Chuan was stunned for a moment, and looked at Chu Guang with a strange expression, as if he was surprised by his sudden mention of this inconsequential place name.

Seeing that Chu Guang was not joking, Yi Chuan calmed down and said in a serious tone.

"It's not realistic to have the Legion abandon the areas it has already occupied, but we can put pressure on them to force the Legion's own troops to withdraw from Oasis 3...... As for the rest, leave it to the survivors of Luoxia Province to solve it themselves. ”

Although this is a statement of high emotional intelligence, the implication is obvious, that is, the kingdom of the honey badger is sold.

There's nothing wrong with that.

The enemy of the enemy is a friend who can be united, but this temporary friendship is built when it is necessary to continue fighting.

As long as a ceasefire can be achieved and the corps stops continuing to expand eastward, it is just an oasis, and it is completely sacrificial from the standpoint of the enterprise.

Originally, those people were not on this tank, but they just happened to be squatting in the same trench, and they could only be blamed for not being able to resist for even a week.

To be honest, Chu Guang didn't want to fight either, the alliance had just started, and it was the time when it needed to develop, and peace was certainly more in the interests of the alliance.

But only if there is real peace.

It's not that both sides take a breath and then get up and continue fighting.

"Even if it is left to the survivors of Luoxia Province to solve it themselves, it should be after we liberate Oasis 3 and disband the army of the Falcon Kingdom."

Yi Chuan was stunned for two seconds when he heard this, and then said with a wry smile.

"My friend...... Do you think this is realistic? ”

"Why not?" Chu Guang asked rhetorically.

Yi Chuan reminded.

"The Legion has sent ten clone regiments to the front."

Chu Guang said without hesitation.

"We'll figure it out."

Yi Chuan couldn't help but be a little anxious.

"What about after that? What about ten more clones to send in? How many consumables do they want, can you kill them? ”

"It's precisely because we can't finish killing that we plan to solve this problem once and for all," Chu Guang stared at his eyes seriously, "My friend, didn't we say that we would expel all the jackals together?" ”

“…… That's the general goal, we don't expect to achieve it all at once, that's not realistic at all," Yi Chuan shook his head and continued bitterly, "Just accept it when you see it." ”

Chu Guang's expression did not change at all.

"If you see that it is good, you have to wait until the fight is over, not halfway through. Our men had bled a lot, and it was with great difficulty that they had a little advantage and grabbed that jackal by the throat, and I would not have been able to sleep if I hadn't taken this opportunity to break its neck. ”

Yi Chuan was silent for a while.

Maybe even if he continued, he sighed as if he had given up, and said in resignation.

"Back to the first question, at least extradite General McLaen to our side—"

However, his concession did not bring a compromise from his allies, Chu Guang still looked like he was not in the oil and salt, and shook his head and said.

"Now is not the time to discuss the placement of prisoners of war, and even if they do, they will have to wait until the battle is over."

Seeing that this guy was stunned and didn't let him take a step, Yi Chuan almost didn't spurt out a mouthful of old blood, and said with a red face.

"I can't explain to the council like this!"

Looking at the expression on his face, Chu Guang knew that he was about to make this honest man anxious, so he hurriedly changed to a relaxed tone.

"It's not that I want to embarrass you, it's that the whole alliance won't agree to a truce at this time...... So be it, I promise you, that this war will be ended by the end of the year. ”

Yi Chuan gritted his teeth.

"What if it's not over before the end of the year?"

Chu Guang said in a relaxed tone.

"If it doesn't end at the end of the year, then I'll agree to your conditions and sit down with the legion to talk."

……

Personal friendship is one thing, collective interests are another, when negotiating on behalf of the alliance and enterprises, Chu Guang did not save too much face for Yi Chuan.

The reason why McLaan was thrown into the coal kiln was because he didn't want this guy to have too much contact with the business and leave too many illusions for his old friends on the East Coast.

The Council is made up of many people, and the majority opinion will inevitably waver with the votes.

The two seemingly contradictory positions of "unswerving support" and "distressed money don't want to fight" are not contradictory when put on the enterprise, but it is better to say that this is the norm.

Chu Guang knows very well that when the attitude should be tough, he must be tough, and he must not be embarrassed because he eats soft rice.

If he opens an opening and hands McLaan into the hands of the company, soon the East Coast council will start arguing over whether to negotiate with the Legion alone with McLene, and if something comes out, it will add variables to the battle situation.

At least on this war, he doesn't think it's something to argue about.

After leaving Chu Guang's place, Yi Chuan returned to Embassy Street, worrying about how to write the report to the council.

It just so happened that Yun Yu was also here at this time, and when he saw the sad expression on his face, he couldn't help but speak.

"Got a result?"

Yi Chuan shook his head.

"Nope."

Yun Yu frowned lightly and lowered his arms.

"I'll go talk to him."

Yi Chuan hurriedly stopped her.

"Don't ...... It's hard to make some progress, take your time, and leave this to me. ”

Yun Yu stared at him twice, and suddenly spoke.

"With all due respect, you're too used to them."

"We spent more than 100 million yuan to help them fight this battle and help them upgrade their industries, and we are the investors! If you don't speak hard, the survivors will only think that you are a bully, and even have to ride on your head, as it is now...... If you don't do well, I'll submit a report to the board of directors and ask them to change to a representative who is more representative of the interests of the business. ”

Yi Chuan didn't know how to refute, and said with a wry smile.

"I'll try again...... Give me some time. ”

……

Unable to stand Yi Chuan's soft grinding and hard bubbles, Chu Guang finally made a concession and transferred McLenn and his adjutant from the coal mine in Xizhou City and sent them to a separate small room.

This is not entirely a request of the Council.

However, according to Yi Chuan, at the end of the month, Ideal City plans to send reporters over to interview General McLen and other captured officers.

If those reporters know that the alliance is suspected of "abusing prisoners", it will undoubtedly reduce the image of the alliance that has been built up with great difficulty.

According to Yi Chuan, the residents of Ideal City would like to see the alliance convince people with reason, and use the "glory of civilization" to influence those prisoners of war, so that they can realize that their actions are wrong and barbaric, and repent from the bottom of their hearts.

Chu Guang was naturally disdainful of this.

Since ancient times, it has never been a civilization that has tamed wild beasts, but whips, clubs, and little boys. If you really want them to realize their mistakes, you should send them to the coal kiln, and realize the difference between man and beast in their labor.

What's more, compared to the methods used by the Willantes to treat slaves and other survivors, the Alliance's methods are already merciful to them.

However, considering that the alliance still needs the support of old friends, Chu Guang didn't say much.

Anyway, the number of prisoners of war in the alliance has almost caught up with three-thirds of the total population.

There is no shortage of those one or two in the coal kiln.

……

Oasis 3 to the southeast.

The battlefield guys, who had been showing off their meals in the rear for more than a month, finally seized the opportunity to go to the front line, changed places and continued to waste food.

An open-top jeep painted in desert color stopped at the foot of a sand dune.

Following Chief Colway out of the car, the Field Guy glanced around at the surrounding positions.

I saw a series of staggered and crisscrossed trenches, connecting the layers of mountains into a piece, and looking at the mountains and fields, it seemed like a gun hole.

In addition to the trenches reinforced with wood and sandbags, the positions were also dotted with machine gun bunkers covered with camouflage nets and anti-aircraft gun emplacements half-buried in the sand.

More than 100,000 infantry were scattered on a front tens of kilometers long, turning the entire position into an iron bucket, so strong that not even a fly could fly into it.

After getting out of the car, Colway looked at the soldiers waiting next to the bunker and ordered.

"Inform the acting captain of the 700th team and ask him to bring all the brothers of the team to assemble."

"Yes! Sir! ”

The soldier gave a military salute and immediately trotted to the nearby gun hole, and soon trotted back with an officer.

"The acting captain of the 7th hundred, Beaufort, reports to you!"

After a little waiting.

The squads squatting in the trenches also left their combat positions one after another, and under the command of the Ten-Commander, they walked to the side of the bunker and assembled, barely standing in a fairly neat queue.

To be honest, if it weren't for the murderous appearance of those clone soldiers in battle in the northern suburbs of Qingquan City, the battlefield guys really couldn't imagine how strong these people could be.

It's not like the normal development of a clone.

Most of these clone soldiers are glazed and unresponsive, with some obvious or non-obvious physical defects, or overt and covert wounds from the last battle.

Eight-fold growth is their only advantage, it only takes two years to reach the physical strength of a sixteen-year-old boy, three years to reach the peak of physical strength, five years to enter the aging period, and soon after retirement.

In fact, no clone soldier survives to retirement, and those innate physical defects are designed to prevent them from living a long life and thus becoming a burden on society.

This technology is clearly inhumane in the Age of Prosperity.

But in the wasteland era, where nuclear bombs can be dropped casually, apparently no one cares about the minutiae.

"Our 1,000-man team is in charge of G35, and you are in charge of G35-7...... From today onwards, these people are your subordinates! ”

Standing next to the Battlefield, Colway squinted slightly in satisfaction as he looked at the black pressure on more than a hundred clone soldiers in front of the trenches.

It's a pity that the supplies didn't keep up.

If there was more ammunition, there would be no need for them to retreat, and it would be more than enough to rely on these 100,000 troops to level the alliance.

"Can they understand me?" The battlefield couldn't help but complain.

"Of course you can, how can you not understand?"

Colway smiled and patted him on the shoulder.

"I know you're worried about something, but don't worry at all, they look a little dumbfounded, but they don't fight at all. As long as they see blood, they will turn into mad dogs who are not afraid of death, and fight until only the last man remains...... Commanding them is far less worrying than commanding an average soldier. ”

After a pause, he continued.

"In addition, the Captains of Ten here will assist you in your work. They are all officers of the Falcon Kingdom and have received professional military training, so if you encounter a problem that you can't decide, you can consult them more. ”

Colway is not worried about the pangolin's combat prowess.

His bravery and loyalty have been tested in practice, but a good soldier does not necessarily become a good general, he also needs to go through the baptism of war to prove that he is not inferior to others in the art of command.

Just in time for this rare opportunity, Colway intends to train him.

Knowing the importance of this opportunity, the Battlefield took a deep breath and nodded earnestly.

"I'll remember."

Thinking that expression was nervous about the upcoming battle, Colway grinned and patted the man in front of him on the shoulder.

"Take it easy, there shouldn't be a fight in the short term, but I'm not afraid of 10,000 in case...... In short, take care of yourself, stay safe, and be careful. ”

With these words in mind, Colway got into the jeep next to him and returned in the direction he had come.

Looking at the billowing dust that disappeared at the end of the dirt road, the expression on the battlefield guy's face did not change, but he sighed in his heart.

If only there was such optimism.

Yesterday on the forum, he revealed his position in charge of the defensive line, and the idle guys were coaxing to come and give him a big gift.

Estimating that the attack should be in the evening, the battlefield guy plans to go around the position twice first, familiarize himself with the terrain, and act like a little bit.

"Your name...... It's called Beaufort, right? The Warfield looked at the former acting captain, who was now back to the deputy centurion as his lieutenant.

The man stood up and gave a military salute.

"Yes sir!"

The Warfield nodded, with a solemn look on his face, glanced at the soldiers present, and continued.

"From now on, I will be your commander. No matter where you come from, whether you are a nobleman or a commoner, now you have only one identity, and that is my soldiers! The only thing you have to do is to be disciplined, listen to my commands, and do whatever I tell you to do, understand? ”

The clones were bobbing their heads in confusion, looking not very smart.

However, their chief's IQ was quite normal, and they all stood up straight, and opened their throats in response.

"Understood!"

"Good!"

The Warfield nodded in satisfaction, then looked at Beaufort again, "Let the brethren go back to their respective positions, and you can take me to the position to have a look." ”

Beaufort gave a military salute.

"Yes!"

Officers trained by the regiment, discipline is really nothing to say.

What's more, Hu Cong's background is an officer with a low status, and there is no possibility of promotion at all if he encounters special circumstances, so no one is unsightly provocative because of this "pangolin" who has just arrived.

In addition, Beaufort could see that this airborne centurion was not only strong, but also a rare awakened person, and he had a close relationship with their thousand-year-old man, so there was something flattering in his words.

The Warfield didn't take his flattery too seriously, but only pretended to acknowledge his work, and then asked about the status of the supplies.

Including how many bullets each soldier has, including how many machine guns and how many rifles are in the position, what is the staffing of the squad, etc.

A hundred-man team is roughly equivalent to a company, and a thousand-man team is roughly equivalent to a regiment.

As soon as the new centurion asked about the ammunition, Beaufort immediately began to complain.

“…… It's been a long time since we've seen a supply truck delivering ammunition, the soldiers have an average of less than sixty rounds of ammunition in their hands, and machine gun ammunition is even more valuable, so our whole team was divided into two boxes. Why don't you say hello to Master Colway and ask him to bring some more ammo? ”

In Beaufort's view, this is also a matter of saying hello, no matter how short of supplies are, there is still a way to give priority to the related households.

However, what he didn't expect was that the chief in front of him looked upright and sternly rejected him.

"It's not just us who are in trouble, it's the whole army! How can you bother Lord Colway because of this little problem? ”

"But with the ammunition we have now, I'm afraid a battle—"

Beaufort was in a hurry when he heard this, and hurriedly wanted to explain, but before he could finish speaking, he was ruthlessly interrupted.

"But what?"

The battlefield guy stared at his lieutenant intently, secretly happy in his heart, but he still had a serious expression on his face, almost not suffocating his internal injuries.

"What about your spirit? What about loyalty? What about the vow to give his life for His Majesty the Marshal? You can't fight without bullets? What about your will and backbone! ”

Beaufort's face was covered with a capital mask, and he couldn't hold back a word for a long time with his mouth open, and subconsciously glanced at the chief's nose.

This guy ......

It's not a Willant, right?

Why do you feel more fazed than the Willantes!

At that moment, a shout suddenly came from the direction of the observation post.

"Unknown weapons were found five hundred meters ahead! There are about 100 people! ”

"They're on our way!"

At the same time as the shouts of the sentinels sounded, the alarm bell rang for the entire position, and all personnel entered combat positions.

The Battlefield didn't continue to talk to Beaufort.

Hearing that someone was coming, he immediately went to the machine-gun position at the forefront, picked up the binoculars and took a look, and at a glance he saw the big eyes of the debt who rushed to the front.

This guy is obviously from the Department of Intelligence, but he didn't even bring a VM, and he was carrying a broken gun in his hand, probably from the previous battle, and rushed into his face with someone.

The battlefield guy holding the binoculars, everyone is stupid.

Boy.

It's not acting!

I almost didn't write the seven words "Lao Tzu is here to give away people's heads" on his face.

Also looking at the people who were attacking head-on, Beaufort, who was standing on the side, frowned, and did not take it lightly because the enemy was full of flaws.

They don't have much ammunition.

Even if it was this kind of suicidal charge, if there were a few more waves, they would still not be able to hold on. Moreover, Lord Colway has specifically instructed that the other party must not see that there is a problem with their supply situation.

For a moment, he couldn't help but fall into a dilemma.

Can machine gun positions open fire or not?

"It should be the temptation of a small group of enemies!" Beaufort gritted his teeth, and the commander on the same side whispered, "It is recommended to put them in and fight again!" ”

The battlefield nodded subconsciously, but soon realized that he was on the Legion's side, so without saying a word, he kicked the dazed Heavy to the side.

"What are you doing in a daze?"

"Hit me hard!"

Without waiting for the confused machine gunner to figure out the situation, the battlefield guy himself squatted on the machine gun position, grabbed the grip and opened the safe, and swept over with a sudden shuttle at his good brother three hundred meters away.

There was a pompous scream in the distance, but it was soon drowned out in the noise of bullets.

Seeing the tongue of fire spewed from the machine gun position, the infantry squatting in the trench also opened fire one after another, and the more than 100 people who charged towards the position were instantly beaten into a sieve.

There are large open spaces on the Gobi Desert, and without the cover of armored units and artillery fire, the moment they show their heads, they are already doomed to death.

Not to mention the awakened, managers are not easy to do.

As the smoke cleared, there were no living people in front of the position.

"Ceasefire! All ceasefire! They're dead! Beaufort, who was standing on the sidelines, shouted in despair.

If it weren't for the fact that this guy was his own commander, if it weren't for the fact that he might not be able to beat him, he would have rushed up and given this pangolin a kick in the ass.

In fact, the infantry in the trenches had already ceased fire when they saw the dead light on the opposite side, but the commander lying on the machine gun position seemed to be red-eyed and completely unaware.

In just half a minute, this guy can't wait to empty the ammunition of a ten-man team!

It wasn't until a metal hammer bang sounded that the index finger stuck to the trigger finally moved away, and with it, Beaufort's blood pressure dropped.

Looking at the empty bullet chain and the red-hot barrel, the battlefield smacked his tongue in displeasure and threw away the faintly hot machine gun grip.

Seeing that both the Heavy and his lieutenant were staring at him with murderous expressions, the battlefield guy was stunned and hurriedly coughed lightly, reminding them that he was the commander.

"Ahem...... Don't worry about ammunition, the more you lack it, the more you can't let the other side look down on it! ”

"The commander on the opposite side is watching from behind, if they know that we are short of ammunition, the next time it will not be a hundred-man team, but planes, tanks, and thousands of people!"

"As long as you can destroy their living force, this ammunition is worth it!"

Beaufort nodded bewilderedly.

Although it feels like a problem everywhere, it sounds like it makes some sense, and they finally wiped out a team of hundreds, which is a great achievement.

Looking at the corpses outside the position, he suddenly felt that his originally nervous mood was much lighter.

Looking at the friendly troops who withdrew from the front line before, one or two were on crutches, and they looked frightened, he thought how terrible those people were.

Now it seems that I am thinking too much......

"It feels like the alliance is nothing more than that."

While saying this, Beaufort suddenly became confident again.

Looking at the pile of corpses in front of him, the war guy mourned for his brothers for a second in his heart, and then looked at the officers standing aside.

"Who's going to take someone up and have a look."

"Me!"

The Ten-Commander, who was crouching in the trench next door, volunteered to raise his hand, his face full of eagerness, apparently intending to show himself in front of the newly appointed commander.

Beaufort wanted to raise his hand as well, but when he saw someone taking the lead, he took his hand back.

The Warfield looked at the young man and nodded.

"Yes, very energetic, go and come back quickly!"

"Yes! Sir! ”

The ten-captain laughed, grabbed the "Ripper" rifle leaning against the edge of the trench, and left the trench with five clone infantrymen, walking towards the pile of corpses.

There was a lack of ammunition at the front.

The enemy's weapons are, of course, recoverable, little by little.

By the way, you can also touch it to see if there is any oil and water that can be hidden.

The young man had just stepped forward and was about to reach for the first corpse.

However, I don't know if it was a certain switch touched, or the person lying on the ground was not dead, pulled the grenade, only to hear a bang suddenly explode on the flat ground, and the people in the trench subconsciously buried their heads before continuing to look out.

"Grass!"

"It's a treacherous thunder!"

"Kemis!"

Beaufort stared out of the trench, his eyes red and he cried out, and when he saw that there was no response, he slammed his fist into the sandbag.

"! He's dead! ”

There was silence in the trenches.

Looking at the pile of dead people filled with gunsmoke, everyone looked at each other, and many people swallowed their saliva unconsciously.

This is the first death in their vicinity since they were sent to the front.

Looking at the ten-captain who was blown apart, the battlefield guy was also stunned for a long time.

It's okay to hide a trick in your clothes.

How different is this from what I said yesterday?

It's a shame that I didn't go up and pretend to be forced, otherwise I would have gone back to my hometown to reunite with my brothers just now.

Unexpectedly, he suffered a battle loss on the first day of his tenure, and the battlefield guy's mood was also complicated, and he shook his head with a smile.

The brothers are afraid that they will be too bored to be undercover, and they always feel that this official will not be too peaceful.

Reaching out and patting the deputy tenth commander next to him with a pale face and trembling lips and unable to speak, he coughed lightly and said.

“…… Now you're a captain of ten. ”

"Do a good job and don't let me down."

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