Report. "The running figures of soldiers appeared on the fighting-torn streets.
"Say." Zhang Chiyuan turned around. Behind him were the bustling streets and high-rise buildings that were gradually becoming dilapidated.
"The Rejector reported that the war situation in Linzhou is safe. At the same time, our ground monitoring found that the number of Dajian spacecraft heading towards Linzhou is gradually decreasing."
After the soldier reported the formal information, his serious posture relaxed, he leaned forward, his eyes exclaimed:
"The resistance over there is too strong, isn't it? Commander."
At present, the preliminary rules that have been explored in various battlefields around the blue world are: often once there is a strong resistance somewhere, Dajian will continue to send more troops there until the effective forces are eliminated.
They seem to be looking for and focusing on high-end weapons to kill humans.
Of course, this may also be a kind of intelligence collection and testing of human high-end military force in the early stages of the war.
In the battle that took place in Linzhou today, the big-pointed spaceships went from few to many, to densely packed, and now they are actively reducing, but they have not actually achieved any results.
This probably means they may be ready to give up.
"Are you talking about blocking?" In the heavy and difficult battle, there was rarely a comfortable thing. Zhang Chiyuan clicked his tongue, raised his head and said with a smile: "I think it should be massacre."
massacre? Massacre Dajian, so many spaceships? The soldier stopped for a moment, imagined the scene, and then said in a daze:
"This, this is too much...I mean, this is too easy, right? It made me feel a little dazed. If we weren't fighting here, I would have thought that we humans had the upper hand."
"...Brain!" Zhang Chiyuan glared at him in annoyance and said depressedly: "Do you know who you are discussing now? Wu Shi, Wen Jifei, Shen Yixiu... If it is not easy for them to cut ordinary big tips, this The world, we...are still struggling."
After saying that, it seemed that he was feeling heavy again. Zhang Chiyuan turned around and continued walking toward the fighting-intensive neighborhood.
The accompanying secretary caught up and said, "Report..."
"Don't report it, just say it."
Zhang Chiyuan was a little irritable, but because the soldiers knew him well, they didn't have too many mood swings.
"Yes, Commander, I just thought of something... I'm worried that Dajian will send Red Shoulders to Linzhou?! This kind of situation seems to have happened abroad. In places where the fighting situation is very good, Red Shoulders came."
The secretary said with worried eyes.
"Really?" Zhang Chiyuan turned to look at him, frowned, then opened his brows, as if talking to himself: "But if you go to a red shoulder, you should die directly there, right? Probably so."
"No matter what, go and remind the refusers to pay attention to monitoring, and also ask the refusers to remind themselves to be careful."
Zhang Chiyuan waved his hand, drove away the secretary, and continued forward.
"Actually, if that brat is here, or not far away, it would be a death to go to the two red shoulders. It's okay, they have active energy aircraft."
Zhang Chiyuan thought to himself and felt relieved.
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The Needlefish-class 2-person energy aircraft has only Han Qingyu and Yang Qingbai on it.
His and Wen Jifei's hometowns are also in Yuejiang Province, but relatively close to the northwest corner. On the way back, Han Qingyu and Yang Qingbai deliberately chose to take an arc from the edge of the battlefield to observe the situation along the way.
The speed of the aircraft was very fast, and Han Qingyu was checking the situation outside in the observation mirror that came with the spacecraft.
The dark clouds in the distant sky and everything on the ground were like shadows, constantly passing through his eyes.
"Innocent." Han Qingyu suddenly raised his head and shouted.
"What's wrong?" Yang Qingbai turned around and asked.
"Using this, how can we contact Tu Zi as quickly as possible?" Han Qingyu pointed to the earphones on his head and said at the same time: "Go around in a circle first."
"Okay", without asking why, Yang Qingbai directly turned the joystick first, executed the command, and said at the same time: "On the control panel in front of you, switch to 57dqnbnbh. This is the new frequency band that Tu Zi secretly opened for us."
The call was quickly connected.
"What's wrong? Brother Qingzi?" Opposite him, Tu Zi said anxiously with a hoarse voice.
"Are you really sure everything is fine over there at my house?" Han Qingyu asked directly.
"I'm pretty sure at the moment." Tu Zi said: "And I have one thing before. Before I finish, Brother Qingzi, you said you know...Brother Qingzi, do you really know who else is in your home besides the peripheral team? ?"
"My family?! Who is it?!" Han Qingyu was at a loss.
"Admiral Ginger."
"..."
"Admiral Jiang has been taking care of himself at your home for more than three years."
"...Ah?! So my parents..."
"Uncles and aunts don't know. They just think that General Jiang is the old monk he was close to back then. He is old and forgetful and homeless, so they take him in and take care of him." Tu Zi said: "The year before last, the commander of the army went to your hometown in person I saw it once and came back and said that since Admiral Jiang finally has a place to stay, where he can feel at ease and be happy, then let him take care of his retirement there."
"Oh, okay, I understand." That was Jiang Longchi... Han Qingyu felt at ease. In fact, at that moment, the first thing that Han Qingyu thought of was: How about money? Pensions, can Wei Lan figure it out?
He didn't say it because he had more urgent things to do now.
"Can the rejecters monitor the specific situation on the ground now?" Han Qingyu asked instead.
"The central theater is barely enough, but we can't take care of other places." Tu Zi said, "What's the matter, Brother Qingzi?"
"It's okay. That's it for now. You're busy, come on." Han Qingyu cut off the call, turned to Yang Qingbai and said, "Qingbai, do you still remember the route we took here?"
"I definitely remember the approximate route, but it may not be very accurate. What's wrong?" Yang Qingbai asked.
"Turn back and drive slower." Han Qingyu said: "Just now, because the speed was too fast, it flashed by. I don't know if I saw it wrong... I seemed to see a school, and our soldiers were there. And Dajian, there are a lot of people.”
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Wucheng, the entrance to a small building complex.
The only witness of the Azure Chinese sub-front army, the Ninth Army, the 1923rd Squadron, there are now 27 of the 41 combatants left in the team, and they are still standing without falling.
Lying on the ground in front of him were the remains of his comrades, as well as three large pointed corpses.
As an ordinary combat team, they almost went crazy. In a battle against four giant bodies at the same time, they killed three of them in a bloody manner.
But now, not far away, there are three more bodies.
There were two more bodies that had just come down, just when they were about to finally win.
At this time, the remaining members of Team 1923 could no longer form two formations.
Behind them is Wucheng No. 2 Experimental Primary School.
In the distance are crying parents desperate to find their children.
