"On the East Front of Antarctica, in front of mankind, the streams are sharp and rushing towards hell."
"At this moment, when they set off from the east line of Antarctica and rush to the traction field at the pole, I hope you know that they are actually standing in front of all mankind, attacking despair and destruction."
The old man's desolate voice began to fade away, but his identity was still unresolved. Not many people in this world have heard this voice, at least not many now.
"That's the world, the real hell." In the refuser's public channel, the voice finally said with sadness and respect.
In the early days of the previous war, the rejecters once described the Antarctic Peninsula as a hell on earth, because volcanoes erupted there, large peaks were raging, bloody killings were accompanied by endless wailing, and corpses were everywhere.
However, even such an extremely cruel scene, a sad and powerless scene, once compared with the extreme traction field, is still not suffocating and terrifying.
That's the real devil's field.
The densely packed peaks guard the palace of a foreign civilization. Even if thousands of humans are thrown in at once, the picture will probably be like a few grains of rice thrown into a huge ant colony. Maybe it will be swallowed up in just an instant.
But now, the 6,000 people in Xiexiangjiang have already mobilized their entire army without saying a word to the world, and their attack target is directed at the extreme traction field.
Azure Headquarters, Council.
Speaker Kemore seemed to have aged many years on this day. At this point, he already knew that he had done the right thing, but there was no joy in his whole body and mind.
At a turning point in human history, as the Speaker of Azure, he firmly trusted and got to know a group of people correctly. The correct result was to watch them die.
Use a desperate attack and foreseeable sacrifices to try to save the world.
In the conference hall, all the members stood up. Most of them did not expect that things would eventually take such a turn.
The stream sharply set off.
There was no direct communication, no pressure, no requests, they made the decision themselves.
Then just take action.
At this moment, guilt and excitement were spreading at the same time. The MPs stood, some had tears in their eyes, some bowed their heads in shame, and their arms were about to be raised in salute...
"Actually," in the corner of the conference hall, there was a Hua Xiya Admiral who, like Speaker Kemore, had been silent from beginning to end, and who vaguely knew the answer in his heart, slowly said, "Actually, you people's suspicions , guilt or respect, it means nothing to them, let alone care.”
"Put it down and put it away. Most of you are actually not worthy!"
He said that many members of the Blue Council are not even worthy of expressing their guilt and respect to a group of thugs.
In this world, there are too many people who are keen to talk about morality, justice, ideals and the future, while others only have a bottom line and never talk about ideals and justice... Who knows, in fact, their bottom line is higher than that of many others justice and ideals.
After General Liu Yiwu finished speaking, he returned to silence. Even taking a deep breath could not relieve his pain. His chest was uncomfortable and the pain was tightening on his heart. He still clearly remembers the way those guys were still childish that year when they were detained and interrogated by Wei Lan. He hadn't seen those boys for a long time.
"Report!" A communications officer stood at the door with a sad expression, looking away from the message in his hand and looking up.
Speaker Kemore looked at him, nodded, "Say."
"The stream is sharp. Second Lieutenant Wen Jifei is putting on the last power before the formation. Please, on the Azure side, try your best to cover the evacuation of one of our Swordfish-class spaceships from the Antarctic." The message was short, and the communications officer finished quickly.
Lieutenant Wen Jifei did not say who would be on that ship, but everyone at the scene knew it, including why he needed to be sent away from the battlefield and what he meant to the future of mankind.
There is no need to ask who the pilot of that spaceship will be.
"The highest-level order...orders all units behind the Blue Front to quickly check the help they may provide and formulate a system plan." Speaker Kemore, who always likes to think silently and seems a bit hesitant, is decisive this time. Determined, he said, "At all costs, cover the stream's sharp red moth-painted Swordfish-class spaceship to break through and evacuate the Antarctic."
"What I said is, no matter what the cost." Speaker Kemore repeated, his eyes were rarely filled with majesty, even threats.
The next second, the entire azure began to move again.
The order was also passed to the only witnessing legion in Huaxiya. However, in the conference room, Chief of General Staff Xu Xiaohong did not make any move after hearing the order.
"Chief of Staff, Chief of Staff?" The young staff officers have now understood the silence of the Chief of Staff just now and his tears later.
"Can't we do anything? Because it's Lieutenant Colonel Yang Qingbai, there might be a chance." Someone plucked up the courage to say.
Even though Han Qingyu has been away from Weilan for many years, at least Hua Xiya, the only witness to the legion, has always regarded them as comrades, just like Xixi Fengrui is the only witness to an independent brigade stationed in a foreign country.
Xu Xiaohong turned to look at him and shook her head.
Do memory loss and weakening change a person? Yes, it will.
Do memory loss and weakening change a person? No, it won't.
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Feng Long'ao, accompanied by the sound broadcast and subtitles on the TV, the old man who had been saying "no news is good news" all day, was stunned and sat down slumped.
"Mom Aoko!"
"Jie Xia!"
Mother Han finally couldn't hold on any longer and passed out. Father Han hugged his wife with trembling hands and called her name helplessly.
At this point, even ordinary people have understood what Xixi Fengrui is going to do now, why he is going, and what he will face.
Antarctica, when it was originally in chaos, almost no one could have imagined that as the war situation evolved, such a way to break the situation would appear on the battlefield.
But now, when Xixi Fengrui did it directly.
The soldiers who were fighting bloody battles on the peninsula battlefield and the logistics personnel who were dying in the main base all understood in an instant.
"They decided to die in order for us to have a chance to live."
Although it was Xixi Fengrui, they only had 6,000 people, and they didn't have that person.
"No! Peculiar! Don't go..." In the cabin of the Great Wall of Doom space carrier, Yao Yue, who had been strong and sensible all day long, finally couldn't bear it anymore and cried loudly on Lin Ya's shoulder.
At this moment, the girl didn't care about humans.
On the Western Front battlefield, the figure of Pegmont chasing Dai Er suddenly stopped at the top of an ice peak, turned his head, and looked in the direction of the pole.
The soldiers on the Western Front who were fighting hard below also glanced at each other.
That was where they were going to attack...
In terms of battlefield distance and pressure, once the offensive on the Eastern Front really poses a threat to the traction field, the Red Shoulders who will be the fastest to return support will definitely come from the Western Front, and their pressure will be greatly reduced.
However, there was no joy at all, because they knew better than anyone else what kind of place the six thousand comrades on the Eastern Front were going to attack.
Pegmount is probably the only exception to the overall sadness.
"It seems like that bastard won't come to help me chop Dai. Well, I'm not afraid anyway. I'll hold him off for you."
In Pegmont's consciousness, Han Qingyu had recovered. He was the only one in the world who completely believed in this matter.
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On the East Antarctic front, the first stage of Xiefengjian's attack requires bypassing the lava area.
This route is on the side and somewhat winding.
Finally, the troops turned into a snowy mountain pass.
Wu Shi stopped and looked back. Then Xi Mei, He Tangtang, Captain Mira, the young prince... everyone stopped at the snow mountain pass.
"I really want to say goodbye to you, even if it's just a few words, Qingzi." Each of them was thinking in their hearts, and they were feeling proud again just now, but no one did this farewell.
Because they were afraid that if they did, Aoko would be even less willing to leave alone.
After all, in more than half a year, they have re-established a deep relationship with this eighteen-year-old Qingzi.
After all, the guy he once was would never give up on his friends, comrades, and soldiers. In so many of his stories, he had always been alone where life and death were unpredictable, and he had never been alone in order to survive.
"Goodbye, brat, whether you wake up or not, you have to live well."
"Goodbye...boss. This time, I will eat Dai Er."
"Goodbye, my little boy."
"Goodbye, it's a pity that you haven't seen me leave the armor. I must be beautiful, Qingzi."
"Goodbye, Qingzi, I remember at the beginning, I promised that I would die before you. Later, you were always worried that this sentence would come true, and you always told me that this doesn't count. You said that we are brothers. , you are so powerful, you don’t need guards, but I don’t understand that.”
"Let's leave. When you wake up one day... I know that you are narrow-minded and you will definitely retaliate for your anger, not to mention the death and injury of your brothers. So, you will definitely come back."
"Come on, one day you will come to take revenge. The stream is sharp and the flag is waving. When you come to Antarctica again, there will be a wind as sharp as a knife, three thousand roaring, and snow will accompany you. That is, Wu Shi will come to protect you... Rong Yan."
The moment he turned around and stepped into the mountain pass, Wu Shi, who was like a wooden man, had red eyes. This time, Xixi Fengrui does not have Major Qing. In this battle, all the battlefield pressure will be on his shoulders.
The rusty girl under the armor is sobbing...
The people turned around one by one, and Wen Jifei stayed at the end. He had a sniper rifle, so, standing at the mountain pass, through the sniper scope, Wenji took one last careful look at Qingzi, although it was no longer clear.
He was still worried that Qingzi wouldn't leave.
Even Han Qingyu, who has lost his memory, may not be easily persuaded to leave, because Wen Jifei also knew Han Qingyu who was once eighteen or nineteen years old.
Fortunately, at least he didn't follow for the time being.
Wen Jifei turned his head, took a look at the team that had all turned into the mountain pass, and turned back again.
That's their troop. I remember that during the Zenith War, Qingzi wanted to kill Dai Er, saying that he was afraid that if he could not come back, the stream was sharp and it would be difficult for Wen Jifei to carry him down it in the future.
"I'm sorry, Qingzi, I'm going to take them to their death."
After saying this in his heart, Wen Jifei turned around, walked quickly into the mountain pass, and picked up the intercom in his hand.
"Wu Shi, Theodore, Wei Ze, you three come forward."
"Everyone obeys the order, moves in fixed formation, and we start to accelerate."
After the order was given, the front array began to accelerate, and the pace continued to quicken, from the steady march just now to a brisk walk, and gradually turned into a run...
In the end, it turned into a mad dash with the entire army bursting with energy.
The black combat uniform made the stream rush at full speed on the ice sheet, like a black torrent, rolling away.
Red moths fluttered on everyone's chest.
Time: 16:31 minutes.
Target: Pole Traction Field.
On the East Antarctic front, Xiefeng Rui's death offensive of 6,000 people has officially begun.
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On the same spot, Han Qingyu lowered his head and looked at the intercom in his hand.
He couldn't see them now, but because Wen Jifei had turned on the all-army call, he could still hear them.
The advance of Xixi Sharp in the early stage was not hindered much. The defense of the big peaks on the ice sheet was weak, and the few sporadic large tip groups could not pose a threat at all under the charge of the army.
Most of the defensive forces here have been transferred away from the western and central defense lines. If not, the eastern front would not be considered a possible breakthrough point.
Therefore, for a period of time in the beginning, the only sounds that could be heard on the intercom were the sound of charging footsteps and the continuous firing of two sniper rifles.
"Qingzi, let's go to the spaceship first? Qingzi!" Yang Qingbai reminded him for the third time, but Qingzi remained motionless and looked at the intercom in his hand.
"Boom!" "Keng!" "Dang..."
Finally, the fierce impact of source energy and the collision of dead iron weapons appeared in the intercom, and at the same time, the sound of charging footsteps did not stop.
The troops' offensive encountered the first wave of strong frontal interception.
The three supers of the forward group opened the way and crashed directly into it.
The sound of fighting became fierce.
The angry roars and dying screams of the soldiers also began to appear in the disaster communications.
Han Qingyu heard someone fall.
The commanders of each regiment were shouting at the reserve soldiers to quickly take up their positions...
However, the sound of fighting did not last long.
They seemed to rush over quickly.
Yes, rush over, not eliminate. In contrast to the current situation and strength, Xixi's sharp 6,000 men simply do not have the time or ability to eliminate the large and sharp groups they encounter along the way.
They couldn't stop, otherwise they would be trapped. When the attack started, the only goal of the 6,000 people was to rush to the extreme point regardless of the cost.
"They..." Han Qingyu, who was not familiar with the battlefield, suddenly began to see scenes of the battlefield:
The array of streams as sharp as a torrent broke through the defense of a large group of peaks head-on, and the whole army continued to charge forward without hesitation.
The remaining big sharp groups gathered behind them, closed up, and then chased them.
They did not look back, but continued forward, breaking through the second line of defense.
The third way,
The fourth way...
Many familiar faces fell down and stayed on the vast ice field, no longer following the team.
The array is still running wildly, advancing, crashing through everything, rushing to the extreme...
Behind them, the large peak groups are constantly closing and closing, and an increasingly larger large peak group is forming, surrounding and chasing them.
They won't come back.
Regardless of success or failure, it will never come back.
"In case I don't come back this time... the stream is sharp, thank you for taking it with you." A voice suddenly sounded in Han Qingyu's mind.
It was my voice. Han Qingyu quickly knew that he had said this sentence. He even intuitively told him that he said this sentence to the plague chicken, but he could not remember where, when or under what circumstances he said it. .
Then, suddenly, familiar faces appeared in Han Qingyu's mind.
They were holding swords and bathing in blood on the battlefield, smiling happily, looking at him, saying hello to him, and saying:
"Qingzi, are you back?"
"Qingzi, you're back!"
"..."
