On the way to break out of the encirclement, when it was discovered that the Red Shoulders were beginning to return for reinforcements, many soldiers of the Western Front troops proposed to divide their forces to attack the extreme point, and form an east-west flanking attack on the traction field with Xixi Fengrui, so as to relieve the pressure on the Eastern Front... Hua Shuai made the final decision. , the man who refused to divide his troops for reinforcements.
In terms of strategy and results, it was undoubtedly the right decision.
But in Hua Shuai's own mind, it was him who put Xixi Fengrui in the situation where he was going to die alone. It was he who personally strangled the last glimmer of hope for that army.
Now, the last line of defense is open, and the elites on the western front are on their way back to the peninsula. The situation on the peninsula will soon be reversed. Then, they will evacuate collectively and come back with the entire army...
Hua Bilu decided not to go back with them. With the remaining eight soldiers, he was going to lead the field and complete the final battle with the troops.
For Hua Shuai, this is first of all a self-salvation.
This arrogant and narcissistic man seems to have always been an outlier among the Chinese sub-super. His hands are stained with the most blood, and he specializes in the most ruthless and dark assassinations (in addition to hostile forces, the targets of cleanup also include those former comrades who betrayed the blue), but he also uses a kind of flower (bird of paradise) as a symbol, which is probably the flower The two contradictory sides of Biju's life. Such a man's demands on himself are often unimaginable to others. He would rather die than have to bear such regrets for the rest of his life.
Secondly, it's hard to say whether Hua Shuai actually still holds hope in his heart.
Well, there was probably a little bit of hope, because those troops and people were there. Hua Bilu didn't think that the story was completely devoid of miracles. At least, he had to go and accompany them to try.
Submit the decisive battlefield application...
The council at Azure Headquarters was silent for the time being, with no response.
"Azure Chinese sub-front army, the only witness to the legion's super combat power, Lu Moyi..." Another voice suddenly sounded on the channel.
"Get out! You can't go." Hua Shuai interrupted him.
"Why?!" Lu Shen was annoyed, thinking that my relationship with those boys is much more familiar than yours.
"Why are you still alive and kicking now?" Hua Shuai said coldly: "You have to go back to the peninsula. Besides, the Chinese Asian Front Army will also need you in the future."
Lu Shen: "..." Although he didn't want to accept it in his heart, he knew that what Hua Shuai said was right.
"Blue Mexican Front, super combat power, Diego Rodriguez..." Unexpectedly, another voice suddenly sounded, a Latin voice.
Then, another similar voice came in: "Shut up, kid, and go back!"
Rodriguez is the only super combat force in the Mexican Front, a top super. He was promoted more than three years ago and currently has the rank of lieutenant general.
The person who interrupted him was just a colonel, Danny White, the captain of Mexico's elite Chichen Itza squad.
Rodriguez was born in the most powerful and prestigious elite team in the history of the Mexican Front. The captain's father-like influence still remains to this day.
"Mexican elite Chichén Itza team, captain Danny White, and the remaining 21 people, applied to stop returning aid and go south to the Pole Traction Field to participate in the war." After interrupting Rodriguez, Danny White said with a smile of memory. : "It just so happens that we haven't seen Major Qing for a long time. I think he might still remember us."
More than four years ago on Mount Hilang, the Chichen Itza team was almost wiped out... At the most critical moment, a young Chinese warrior came to their position.
His name is Han Qingyu.
He was later to become Major Qing.
"The remaining 17 members of the Merida Squadron of the Azure Venezuelan Front have applied to stop returning reinforcements and go south to join the war at the Pole Traction Field. We are friends with Major Qing."
"The Azure Hua sub-front army, the Ninth Army, the remaining members of the elite White Bancha team, and several people have applied to stop returning reinforcements and go south to the extreme traction field to participate in the war. Those guys were from the Ninth Army, and they are soldiers of the Ninth Army .”
Wei Jiang, the captain of the white eraser team who has not been promoted for so many years, said.
"The Azure Bears occupy the front army and the Red Square Legion of Honor, apply to stop returning reinforcements and go south to join the war at the Pole Traction Field."
"Major Qing will be back. Together with the lava fire left by General Ivan, I really want to see the lava dragon I heard about with my own eyes..." the soldiers in Xiong Zhanli thought and said.
"Azure..."
Applications for Nan to go to the traction field to participate in the war were submitted one after another. Of course, everyone understands that Wei Lan will never let so many people go. Humanity can no longer bear greater losses. The result of the discussion was to settle on a scale of about 10,000 people, most of whom were injured, and The injury was serious.
These people, without exception, are ready to leave without ever returning.
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Azure Headquarters, Council.
Discussions and arguments continued below the venue, with various opinions and voices mixed together.
The rostrum has remained silent since just now.
In the midst of the noise, "Hey..." The microphone directly connected to the communicator has a base. The sound of the base moving across the table was a bit loud, and it seemed that the hand moving it was using too much force and was a bit heavy.
Speaker Kemore moved the microphone in front of him, held it firmly with one hand, moved his lips for a moment without making a sound, then moved a second time and said: "Agree to the application."
The sound of these four words is not very loud. Once you say it, it will be spread out. This silenced the entire venue for a moment. The members of the debate were stunned and turned their heads collectively.
Speaker Kemore agreed, directly agreeing to the application of the Western Front Army of the battlefield without consulting any opinions or conducting any communication or discussion with the members.
This thin old man, who has always been cowardly, has done this for the second time today. He behaves like a dictator.
The supportive members of Congress stood solemnly and did not make a sound.
Because they support this, it does not mean that they are optimistic about this support operation. They are also very clear about the approximate outcome and fate of the 10,000 elites. They can't even explain the reasons for their support.
The dissenting congressmen, in the next second, started to get angry and roar like an erupting volcano:
"Do you know what you are doing? Speaker Kemore!"
"You are sending those 10,000 elite human warriors to die."
"They could have come back, humanity needs them, needs every one of them."
"Especially when the losses in the Antarctic battlefield have been so huge, and Xixi's sharp warriors are almost certain to sacrifice all their lives, your decision will not save anything, it will only make more people die in vain, understand? ?!”
"You didn't even ask anyone for their opinion, asshole, you have no right to do that!"
"Do you really know what you are doing?! Mr. Speaker! Humanity can no longer bear this."
"I understand." Speaker Kemore's response was not strong, nor was his voice loud. He just stated calmly, saying: "However, there are some things that, for the human race, at such a historical juncture, are actually It has to be done. Like what you said, this kind of unnecessary sacrifice."
"Some of us don't understand because we are not soldiers and we are not on the battlefield. We are not even ordinary people in front of the TV," he said.
"In addition," without giving the members a chance to speak again, Speaker Kemore raised his head, glanced across the audience, and said, "Also, I want to say that I have never completely lost hope."
When Speaker Kemore said this, the opposing members were no longer angry. They just looked at him blankly, as if they were completely unable to understand and accept the word hope.
"I still retain a trace of belief that they will come back." Speaker Kemore said seriously and sincerely at the end.
In fact, the explanation is no longer important. Because just now, the moment Speaker Kemore responded and agreed to the application, the 10,000 blue elites on the Antarctic battlefield who were determined to go south had already burst out en masse and rushed to the extreme battlefield.
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Antarctica, the peninsula is located near the connection line, the Blue Front command headquarters, and the command room.
"…Then, the rest will be left to you."
The supreme commander of the Blue Front, General Siglo, hugged his deputy commander, while his eyes slowly passed over the faces of all the generals and staff members in the headquarters.
The subsequent command work on the peninsula, including combat and evacuation, has already been arranged, so it is no longer difficult in itself.
There are still many commanders here who can complete those tasks, and General Siglo is no longer necessary.
Wearing a combat uniform and carrying a sword on his back, Admiral Siglo, who had not experienced combat on the battlefield for a long time, turned around and walked outside the command department.
"Admiral!" behind him, the staff officers called him.
However, as Siglo's best friend and his closest comrade-in-arms, his two deputy commanders did not say a word. They just stood there, watching, and paid the last tribute to their commander and friend. Silent military salute.
The battle in Antarctica, the lowest death toll of more than 600,000, huge sacrifices, the fall of geniuses, the curtain call of countless human heroes, the sharp death redemption of the stream...
No matter how many objective reasons there are, as the supreme frontline commander, General Siglo's guilt is destined to be inexcusable.
His character is also incapable of excusing himself and is unwilling to excuse himself.
Even if the council did not hold him accountable, even if no one in the world finally held him accountable, Siglo himself could not bear this nightmare experience and the huge self-blame and pain in his heart.
In fact, he collapsed a long time ago. The reason why he has been holding on until now, waiting for the elite troops from the Western Front to return and complete all follow-up work arrangements, is just because he has to fulfill his final responsibility.
At the entrance of the command post, General Siglo stopped, paused for a second, and then turned back.
"Please allow me to die on the battlefield. The best thing would be to be beside a soldier in the tow field and in the sharp stream. That will be the last and greatest honor of my life."
He said, raising his arms, waving, and then clenching his fists, "Goodbye, everyone, please keep fighting and always believe in the future and that humanity will win."
"Goodbye! For all that is breathing..."
In the final response of the staff officers.
Directly under the Azure Headquarters, the main commander of the Zenith War Front, and the supreme commander of the Lost Continent Expedition Front, the figure of Admiral Siglo disappeared from the entrance of the command department and disappeared on the vast ice field.
