"No, no, no... It's definitely not a real breakout! Wennia is a naval admiral. He won't understand this truth. They have no way to escape on this isolated island..."
Sima Yun walked back and forth in the headquarters, his mind kept spinning, and various intelligence began to be put together, until he recalled what Xiao Letian said at the strategic level meeting held before the war, and he suddenly woke up.
"Oh my God! So that's it..." Sima Yun suddenly realized with a slap on his head, "It turns out that these people are not fools. They have guessed the Prime Minister's plan! Their purpose is not to break out, they want to assassinate Aikeson!"
There was an uproar in the headquarters, and everyone couldn't believe their ears. Mid-level and low-level officers were not allowed to attend the highest-level meetings, and only Sima Yun and other senior officials could know the wonderful uses of Exon.
More military officers are not very familiar with international law and the principles of diplomatic negotiation. Although they are all qualified battlefield commanders, once their analysis involves international law, diplomacy, and imperial strategy, they are completely blind.
Fortunately, Hyōtaro did not take matters into his own hands and brought it directly to Sima Yun and Luo Huo, otherwise this important information would really have been delayed.
Sima Yun slapped his thigh, "We must not let Exxon die. We want to live. In the end, we need Exxon to negotiate with us, go through the cutscene, and ask for his signature... That will be the final end of the entire battle." !”
"Hingtaro!" Sima Yun yelled.
"Arrived!" Hyoutaro stepped forward and stood at attention, saluting.
"Hyotaro, you should immediately select an elite commando team and prepare for a night raid! You want the most ferocious, the least afraid of death, the best soldiers with the best fighting skills... From now on, you must be prepared to rush in to protect Axon's life. !”
"Yes, General!" When Hyōtaro heard that there was going to be a hand-to-hand fight, his whole body trembled with excitement, and he turned around and ran out. But at this moment another great news finally arrived.
The telegraph room across the wall from the headquarters suddenly rang out with the maddening roar of the telegraph operator: "Urgent telegram! Urgent telegram! The Prime Minister has sent a telegram from the Far East..."
The running telegraph operator tripped over a stone on the ground and fell into a dog's excrement with a loud bang. He hit a bump as big as a goose egg on his forehead. The pain was so painful that his facial features were deformed, but the telegraph newspaper in his hand was held high above his head. Not a trace of soil was on it.
"General! What a joy! Great victory in the Far East..."
With a roar, Luo jumped over and grabbed the telegraph newspaper. He took one look at it and burst into laughter. "Hahaha... God has eyes! Long live the Prime Minister! Hahaha..."
"Sister Wu cooperated with Hunchun to launch the Heilongjiang mutiny, and the Cossacks were blocked in the north of Heilongjiang... Immediately after the Amur River Dragon Lord led his troops to defeat Fadeev, Jiangxin Island has become a killing place..."
"When the telegram was sent, the battle was over and Fadeyev officially announced his surrender! Hahaha..."
"Long live!" The entire command headquarters was completely fried. The news of the great victory was flying around in the trenches as if it had wings. All the soldiers were shouting wildly, and people were hugging each other, jumping and laughing. The last battle was finally over. The soldier's mission is accomplished.
"Long live the Chinese people! Long live the Prime Minister! Long live the Volunteer Army!"
Andreev, who was bandaging his wounds at the medical station behind, suddenly stood up. The nurse was caught off guard and a roll of gauze fell to the ground, as long as a white filial piety belt.
"What are you shouting? Tell me what you are shouting? Where is the interpreter...where is the interpreter?" Andreev grabbed the female nurse's wrist and almost broke her little arm.
The translator outside the medical station rushed in, knocked Andreev's hand off and said proudly, "You have lost! Fadeev has been defeated and issued a surrender order on the Amur River. Your cavalry from Central Asia have also lost." Now! Hahaha, now only the poor ghosts on Tangwan Mountain are left, hahaha..."
Ah... Andreev screamed, his vision went dark, he knocked over the medicine shelf and fell to the ground. "Oh God! Wuwuwu... Why did Fadeev lose? Why is this... fight But won’t you run away? You idiots! Why should you surrender..."
The translator looked at the painful Andreev with contempt, turned around and waved his hands, rushed over and two soldiers picked up the prisoner. "Let's go, you have to go to the treasury to tell them the last news... there is no hope anymore." Now that the army has surrendered, do you still expect any results from diplomacy? Just dream..."
When Andreev was dragged back to the headquarters, he found that the Chinese had gone crazy. On the military map spread on the table, more than ten bottles of spirits had been opened, and military cans pried open with a dagger were arranged in a row. The officers gathered together to drink strong drinks and eat meat. At this moment, military discipline had no restraint.
Even Sima Yun and Luo Huo had a drink and watched Andreev being brought up. Luo Huo gave him a cup and poured half a cup of rum.
"You should have heard our cheers. There is nothing to say at this point. I have prepared food, salt, medical supplies and hot water for you in the prisoner of war camp. As long as you surrender honestly, we will not abuse you, and Guarantee your basic human rights..."
"But this is the last time to persuade you to surrender. If you still don't surrender this time, then I'm sorry. We won't attack. We will just cut off the food on the mountain... and slowly starve you to death!"
Sima Yun looked at his pocket watch, "It's now 5:45 in the afternoon. I'll give you two hours to convince you. If you exceed the time limit, we won't be polite, so we can take care of ourselves... Come here! Take Mr. Andreev up the mountain!" "
Andreev was completely at his wits end. He raised his head and drank the liquor and walked out with the translator. However, as soon as he climbed to the position, he found more than 30 Chinese soldiers lined up in a neat tofu formation. , under the leadership of Hyoutaro, they were ready.
Each soldier wore knee-high leather boots and a patent leather hat with a large brim. A thick brown armed belt was tied around his body. There was a revolver loaded with bullets on each side of his body. He carried an improved version of the Spencer Continental Grab on his back. And gave up Mauser.
He also carried a small sword over one meter long at his waist. The handle was made of Shirogane's swallowed shark skin. At first glance, it was a top-grade Fuso product.
Not to mention the strings of bullet belts and grenades on everyone's waist. This is not a soldier, it is just a human-shaped mobile weapons depot.
"You? What are you..." Andreev asked in shock.
"Bah..." Hyoutaro spat on the ground. "Don't think about it. I am Sho Hyoutaro, the adopted son of the prime minister! Today is your luck. I will personally escort you up the mountain..."
"I didn't even know how to give you face just now. Now I'm not so polite anymore! If you don't surrender, you will die... let's go!"
