Female president's private killer

Chen Fengxi bit his pipe and paced back and forth in the battle discussion room. Tightly frowning, he seemed unaware that his pipe had long been extinguished.

Beside him, Zhu Dabing and other senior officers of the Fengfeng Island front army, one by one, either puffed smoke hard, or stared nervously at the real-time battle report of Skynet, or walked back and forth like a trapped animal. Everyone's eyes touched each other from time to time and moved away quickly.

Even the fierce army officers who have always seemed very calm look a lot nervous at this time.

Huang Xiaolei, who had just commanded the counterattack of Jingfeng Valley and Bilin mountain, stood in front of the window and looked out of the window. She didn't know what she was thinking.

Xiong Hui, Fei Wen and other generals gathered around the electronic sand table, rehearsing and anxiously waiting for the war report. As long as ye Wanqing in front of Skynet information platform has any movement, several people look up and stand in their ears like alert sika deer, concentrating and holding their breath. Everyone is suffering from waiting.

This is a kind of suffering full of hope, with a trace of uncontrollable excitement and excitement, making people's heart beat faster and breathe faster.

Phoenix West line is in early spring.

In the southern theater, many soldiers have changed into thin combat clothes. The trees in the mountains sprouted new buds, and the grass gradually became green, dotted with wild flowers. The wind was no longer so cold, and the snow on the mountain began to melt, merged into the gurgling brook and tinkled in the forest.

Soon, the mountains and forests will become green, the weeds will ripple in the wind like water waves, and the wild flowers will bloom all over the mountains.

From south to north, the warm spring is spreading. Even endless artillery fire can not stop the change of seasons in nature. From cold to early spring, just like the mood of all Chinese officers and soldiers at the moment.

Dozens of hours ago, the war situation on Leifeng island was too severe to imagine the future. Dozens of hours later, with the arrival of the fierce army and the implementation of the stunning crazy battle plan of lieutenant general Fang Chutian, the war situation suddenly appeared.

Perhaps at this time, the mood becomes more nervous and more worried about gain and loss.

"Twelve divisions and one regiment have gone up." Zhu Dabing went to the dining table on one side of the room, poured a cup of coffee, stirred it gently, and said to Chen Fengxi, who was a little distracted with his pipe: "within an hour, we can't send any more troops to the front line. If we send more troops at this time, it is likely to arouse the vigilance of the enemy."

Chen Fengxi nodded and didn't speak. The key to this campaign is to annihilate beliff's main force in the northern cluster in the sunset mountain basin.

If the front line can't withstand the enemy's attack, or the main force of NATO retreats in advance before the Humvee completes the detour, the hook that the Humvee wields with enough strength will hit in the air.

What followed was the accelerated erosion of the whole Phoenix war situation.

He looked up at the red sunset outside the three huge landing windows on one side of the conference room, and suddenly felt that everyone in the room was like a gambler at the gambling table, waiting for the dark night to show his cards to his opponent.

Before that, there was an endless battle of wits.

Whether you want cards or refills, you must carefully control them within the scope of not startling the snake.

This is the first bet and perhaps the last bet.

If we win, the Chinese army will have enough chips to continue gambling with our opponents. If you lose, you can only leave clean.

"How is the sunset mountain highland?" Chen Fengxi looked up at the busy staff officers in front of the central console and the time. He had not heard from the sunset mountain highland for ten minutes.

"Not optimistic." Zhu Dabing whispered. The coffee in his hand rolled out a brown dark vortex just like his mood at the moment: "the enemy dispatched 200 adjudicators. If the fierce army hadn't just shot and killed 30 first, the current situation would be more difficult."

He looked back at the fierce army generals around the electronic sand table, with respect in his eyes: "their special battalion of the first division fought very hard. Repel the adjudicators' seven attacks and kill more than 100 adjudicators. Their own losses have been as high as 60%, and they have fought to the death. "

"Fight to the death." Chen Fengxi chewed the word, and a kind of respect slowly spread from his heart.

Perhaps before today, he had only a vague sympathy for the war in which the free port army participated, as a bystander, obtained from military intelligence and television news.

At this moment, when these soldiers from Freeport fought here with their companions, he finally understood what a heroic war it was and what a respected army it was.

"An army organized in such a small place." Zhu Dabing sighed: "but I can still win the free port, survive in the cracks and continue to resist. I don't know whether I should be excited or afraid."

"Maybe we should be glad." Chen Fengxi patted Zhu Dabing on the shoulder and smiled: "I'm only lucky to have such an ally!"

"Before, I didn't understand why Mr. Huang Shengtian valued this miscellaneous army so much." Zhu Dabing smiled at himself, shook his head and said, "now I understand."

He looked at Chen Fengxi and said seriously, "no matter what the final result of this battle is, I don't think I will allow any Chinese I know to look at the fierce army with a discriminatory eye. Compared with them, the current Chinese army is just a sheep in lion's skin! "

Chen Fengxi didn't speak, but put his hand on his shoulder and clapped twice again.

Zhu Dabing lowered his head and took a sip of coffee. There was no sugar in the coffee. It was a little burnt and bitter, just like his mood. This is a battle of survival.

As the chief of staff of the front army of Leifeng Island, he brought the troops to the present situation step by step.

Before the arrival of the fierce army, he already knew that if he continued to fight like this, he would lose. However, he had no way, or should be said to have no ability, to liberate the Chinese army, which was pressed by NATO on the west line of Phoenix and was consumed little by little.

He looked forward to the third surge of the Chinese army. In his view, it was the only chance to turn the war around.

Unexpectedly, what came was not the reinforcement he expected, but a rustic lieutenant general and his miscellaneous army.

Just before he was angry, Fang Chutian put forward a battle plan that he didn't even dare to think of, and fought the current situation. Everything seemed like a dream.

He finally agreed to Fang Chutian's plan. Although in fact, he doesn't know whether his decision is right or wrong, he doesn't regret it.

After all, in this beautiful evening, he saw a touch of dawn.

As long as the strategic detour is completed and the main force of beilifu's northern cluster is annihilated, the Chinese army can form a strong advantage of Mount Tai in the sunset mountain, and can safely complete the transformation from the equal distribution of troops to the group integration in the west line of Phoenix.

More importantly, the annihilation of beliff's northern cluster will seriously damage the NATO coalition and take the strategic initiative.

At that time, the Chinese army of dozens of divisions will sweep the western line of Phoenix with an overwhelming trend, so that the advantages that the whole NATO has worked hard to establish in recent months will die once!

Let alone insist for a month, even if someone says that the front army can win the battle of Fengfeng island without increasing troops in the rear, he has no doubt!

However, if the sunset does not stop at the top of the mountain, or NATO finds the danger and withdraws in advance, then everything is over.

At that time, beliff, who has preserved the main force, will have enough cards to drag the desperate Chinese army to sunset mountain. With the fierce army going north, the troops in the war zones can only watch their defense line which has been held for several months be easily captured by the enemy.

When NATO occupies Phoenix, whether North or south, the Chinese Army on the west line of Phoenix will be in a desperate situation. One side is heaven and the other is hell.

He seems to walk on a thin rope between heaven and hell.

Zhu Dabing thought and suddenly felt that he didn't worry about gain and loss as much as he thought. On the contrary, he always had an inexplicable and firm confidence in his heart.

On Skynet screen, intelligence data are rolling rapidly, and the battle situation map is also changing rapidly. Through the dazzling red in the battle area, it seems that you can see every inch of the sunset mountain burning in the war, every inch of the land soaked in blood, and hear every sound of artillery and roar. Both sides have red eyes. You come and I go, fighting back and forth.

As soon as NATO won a position, the Chinese army fought to the death to launch a counter attack and get back. It was too late to renovate the positions fought back, and the tide of enemies came up again.

If other positions are hell, then the sunset mountain position at the moment is the bottom of hell.

Standing at the forefront of the 18th floor hell and in front of all Chinese soldiers, is the tall and straight backbone of the fierce military fighter!

Zhu Dabing drained his coffee.

Fierce army! good job!

Didi Didi, several crisp electronic sounds sounded from the front of the central console.

Hearing this sound, Chen Fengxi, Zhu Dabing, Huang Xiaolei in front of the window and the fierce general in front of the electronic sand table quickly turned their heads, and then quickly walked around Ye Wanqing.

"Battle report of the fierce army." Ye Wanqing's slender fingers beat quickly on the keyboard, like ten snow-white elves dancing happily.

With the decryption and expansion of files, countless data are imported into Skynet system, and the battle situation map on the screen changes accordingly.

The main force of the fierce army is 63 kilometers away from the 49 peak! The army of the Susi 21 group is only 51 kilometers away from the 49 peak!

"The staff calculates the time immediately!" Chen Fengxi hurried down the road.

In front of a row of computers on the left side of Skynet, there was a crackling sound of keyboard percussion, and more than a dozen staff officers began to calculate at the same time.

The time for the troops of both sides to reach the 49th peak is calculated from the marching speed of both sides, the terrain obstacles along the route, the influence of weather and other aspects.

A moment later, the crackling beating ended. A duty director stood up and reported, "the fierce army is five minutes behind."

"Five minutes?"

A Chinese major general blurted out a repetition and looked at each other with several companions nearby. Each saw a trace of shock and worry in each other's eyes. In modern warfare, time is a very important condition.

It can be said that whether it is a real war or a simulated confrontation, the condition of time will always occupy a dominant position in the campaign.

Some battles may be fought for weeks or even months. However, at a critical time, falling behind the opponent means losing a battle.

Even if you fall behind, it's only a few minutes!

Now, the main force of the Humvee is five minutes behind the main force of Susi. What's more serious is that there is a Susi Armored Regiment stationed at the 49th peak!

This regiment is likely to move forward to block the main force of the fierce army.

"Where's the Humvee forward?" Huang Xiaolei's cold voice sounded in silence.

"Fifty two kilometers away from the forty-nine peak."

Chen Fengxi and Zhu Dabing raised their heads at the same time and looked at each other in surprise.

Huang Xiaolei smiled at the corner of her mouth: "dead bastard!"