There are some words that Wennia can't explain clearly, it's like flattering someone, and flattering someone of his level has to leave no trace so that no one can see it.
Outsiders think that Wennia wants to grab credit, but Wennia actually wants to please Aikeson! Because he knew very well that with Aikeson's talent, it would be very easy to become a general of the empire in the future. Whether in politics or the military, he could easily achieve the top level.
This is something that cannot be envied. After all, he was born with a golden key in his mouth, and I cannot compare with him. For this kind of person, the resume must be clean and beautiful, without any blemishes. Like this battle, if the first half of the battle is a good one, the credit can be retained, but if the end is a failure, then someone else has to take the blame.
It’s a matter of knowledge who takes the blame. If you’re too low-level and can’t carry it, you’ll be crushed to death. A person of Wennia’s level is quite suitable. His status is high enough and a lifetime of merit can make up for this fault. In the end, The result is of course everyone is happy.
But he didn't expect that Aikeson didn't appreciate it. He didn't understand Wennia's kindness at all. But he was a smart man after all. Molière suddenly understood after a little reminder, and his face turned rosy.
"No, I will bear my own responsibilities, and I will bear the blame for lax control..." Sometimes the young man still has a good face, but then Wennia raised his hand to stop what he said next.
"Exon... It's already half past five. We've wasted half an hour because of such a trivial matter. Do you think it's worth it? The most important task now is to clean up the war as soon as possible and gain time to take away the gold and leave here... …”
"Is this really a kind place? That's wrong. That powerful armored ship may catch up at any time. Even if we can force him back with our battleship level, how much will we lose?"
"Young man, escort the gold down the mountain as soon as possible. This is the most important task. I give you such an important task, don't you have the confidence to accept it?"
Aikeson's heart warmed and he immediately stood at attention and saluted, "This is Your Majesty the General. I will complete the mission successfully!"
A conflict finally disappeared under Molière's adjustment, but this group of people was also delayed for half an hour because of this conflict. It seemed that God really didn't want to help them, and everything was forcing them to die. Walk on the road.
Suddenly, a soldier ran over from a short distance and said, "Sir! The fortifications on the top of the mountain and the last vault have been inspected. There are no dangerous goods. Everything is safe..."
"A large amount of silver ingots were recovered from the last vault, but there was no gold... It was visually estimated that the silver stored in it must be more than 20 tons... In addition, some strange trophies were found at the top of Tangwan Mountain, which seemed to belong to senior officers. , we don’t know how to deal with it, so we’re asking the chief for instructions!”
Wennia and Exon were a little regretful when they heard that there was silver but no gold after the last vault, but when they looked back and thought about the rich harvests of the other three vaults, they felt relieved.
After all, the last fortress was captured with minimal sacrifice, and harvesting dozens of tons of silver is a very good result. On the contrary, it was the items left behind by the officers that the soldiers said aroused everyone's interest.
Tangwan Mountain is 694 meters above sea level. It is marked as Highland 694 on the military map. There is a fortification with an extremely broad view on the commanding heights of the mountain. This is the lookout post where Xiao Hexin observed the battlefield at that time, and it can also be regarded as the command center.
Inside the fortification, on a pile of sandbags, a golden pocket watch was lying there quietly with a piece of paper. Wennia frowned and turned to look at each other, and both saw the look in the other's eyes. Incredible.
These are people who know the goods. This gold watch is definitely handcrafted by Swiss craftsmen. In Europe, only the rich and the upper-class nobles can afford it. A gold watch like this can cost tens of thousands of pounds, and it also requires connections. , there is no way to wait for you to die just by queuing up.
Why is such a gold watch placed here?
Wenya picked up the gold watch and looked at the details carefully and couldn't help but admire it, "What a good watch, it's really a good watch, it's worth a lot of money! Every detail is carefully crafted, I'm afraid I can't buy it without twelve thousand pounds..." But why did the watch stop? It stopped at half past five, and someone deliberately turned off the spring to stop it!"
Aikeson grabbed the piece of paper and found a line written on it in English: "Don't you like gold? This gold watch is given to you. I hope you will always remember this time and cherish every moment you spend with gold. Just one second...is it signed by Xiao Hexin?"
Wennia felt as if he was struck by lightning. He looked at the back case of the gold watch and there was indeed a line of small English letters on it, which were the English transliteration letters of the three characters Xiao Hexin.
At that moment, he felt as if he suddenly encountered a ghost while walking at night. A cold air rushed directly from his heels to his forehead, and the hairs all over his body stood up.
"Oh... God! We have fallen into a trap! This is all a Chinese trap! At half past five, it must be the time for the Chinese to counterattack... It's broken, gold is the bait, we have fallen into a trap!"
The older you get in the war, the less courage you have. This is not a derogatory term, but it means that veterans of many battles have a special intuition for danger. Wennia connected all the events before and after, and the final answer is ready to come out. .
The blood of the officers present seemed to have solidified. They subconsciously turned their heads and looked at the chaotic soldiers all over the mountains and plains. The tired soldiers were sleeping and resting after a night of fatigue, the wounded soldiers were wailing, and the cooks and medical soldiers had dark circles under their eyes from exhaustion.
Battalions of engineers and guards were repairing roads and building wooden crates ready to transport treasure. The artillerymen halfway up the mountain were also resting in disorder. Three-quarters of the ammunition carried by the artillerymen had been consumed, and there was no place to replenish it at this moment.
Chaos, with the glimmer of dawn, all the chaos on the battlefield came into view!
They are all veterans who have been fighting for a long time. They see the current situation very clearly. Let alone how to launch a counterattack, even if these resting soldiers are awakened one by one and let them return to the main team, it will take two to reorganize the system. hours of time.
Not only that, the soldiers who fought in a bloody night were demoralized and lacked ammunition. They didn't even have a bite of food or a sip of hot water. If they were to engage in a firefight with the enemy, their combat effectiveness would be over three percent.
Wenya was running around anxiously, "It would take six or seven hours just to gather all the troops, then go down the mountain and board the ship... How can this be done in time? My God, how can this be done in time? I can't run away now. Can’t run away!”
"Pass my order. The whole army should give up their heavy weapons, give up all their trophies, and immediately go down the mountain to assemble at the port... Let's board the ship and leave here, right away!"
Time is like running water, once gone it will never come back! There is no regret in the world about taking medicine. How many opportunities have been wasted, God will never replenish it for you. No matter how decisive Wennia's decision is, it is all too late.
At this moment, a thunderous sound suddenly came from the sea in the east. The direction was exactly where the squadron led by Hermansky was. The captain had already begun to exchange fire with someone unknown.
Boom boom boom... at the mouth of the strait facing the Pacific Ocean, there were bursts of desperate gunfire!
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