At the same time, in the northern part of the Triangle Forest Front, in the Shah Army's field command post...

"Colonel Valery!" an adjutant walked into the tent:

"Our attacks on Hills 202 and 257 failed. We lost four tracked infantry fighting vehicles and one T-4 tank."

"Um....."

At the other end of the tent, a colonel nodded with a gloomy face and asked:

"What about the reconnaissance company in the forest?"

"Still no response," the adjutant replied:

"Captain Sadykov's two platoons were supposed to retreat to the designated location three hours ago to meet up with the deputy company commander. But the latter did not wait for him and took the last platoon into the forest to look for him. Now... all members have lost contact."

At this point, the adjutant's shoulders shook violently, and he couldn't suppress a chill. Fortunately, the colonel was busy marking the map at the moment and didn't notice his own gaffe.

After a while, Colonel Valery asked again: "How about the 152mm smoke bombs we requested? When can they be delivered?"

As soon as these words came out, the adjutant's face immediately turned bitter: "The General Staff said...the smoke bombs of the Central Military District are stored at Base No. 114 in the northern suburbs of Siberia and will not be delivered until tomorrow."

"What? Then air transport is not possible?"

"We can transport them by air, but we don't have an airport for transport planes to take off and land, so we can only airdrop them now." The adjutant replied helplessly:

"The request for supplies was sent to the General Staff two hours ago. The Aerospace Force has just learned of it and agreed to it, so they should start allocating it now. After the supplies are transported to the airport and flown over, we will have to spend time picking up the airdrops, transporting them to the front lines, assembling them and distributing them to the artillery. By then, it will be dark..."

After saying this, the adjutant's heart began to beat wildly. He was really scared at this moment.

He was afraid that his superior would slap him in anger and then curse him "Baga Yalu"... Oh, it should be "Sukabulie".

Fortunately, the other side did not take out their anger on him because of the incompetence of the higher-ups. The colonel just covered his head and sighed: "Send the tank company. Let them attack from the road when the artillery fire hits the high ground, and then send the motorized infantry battalion up..."

"Yes! I'll arrange it right away!" The adjutant stepped forward and answered, then left the tent as if escaping.

.....

On Hill 257, Xu Bin was also very busy.

Today he finally understood how tiring it was to command a battle—all kinds of information came at him like a swarm of hornets: enemy situation, ammunition consumption, defense point combat strength assessment, supply line operation, everything had to be handled by him.

This should have been the battalion commander's job, but there was no battalion commander here! Due to a shortage of manpower, the command work had to be shared by him and Captain Belik.

"This is Captain Belik of Hill 202. We have observed that the enemy has retreated. Hill 257, how are your casualties?"

Just when Xu Bin thought he could rest for a while, the friendly army's life-threatening radio sounded again...

Hurryingly grabbing the intercom, Xu Bin replied, "No casualties, a little damage to the ridgeline fortifications. How about you guys?"

"The instructor and two soldiers were slightly injured. They can still fight after being bandaged." Belik on the other end of the channel breathed a sigh of relief, "I'm glad you're all okay. This tactic is really amazing. I thought the first round of artillery fire would kill half of our personnel."

Xu Bin did not respond to the captain's exclamation, he was too tired.

I thought that when a war breaks out, the commander only needs to sit in front of the map, drink coffee, and complain after delivering the order: "Too much sugar" to win the battle. I didn't expect that in reality it would be so tiring...

Wearing white gloves, hairsprayed, and commanding the battle with high spirits?

You should watch less TV dramas! Look at how sloppy you are now...

Xu Bin looked at himself in the reflection of the tablet computer: his face was covered with dry dirt; the dark circles under his eyes were caused by staying up late to check the supplies last night; there was some sand and gravel from the explosion of shells on his head; there was black dirt around his neck... Oh, he hadn't taken a shower for more than ten days, and he was covered in mud from sleeping in the tunnel every day.

Oh, take a break.

I sat on the ammunition box and closed my eyes to rest. Just when my head was beginning to feel confused, the intercom called again without giving me face...

"Commander, this is the Iron Cross Squad"

Inside is the sound of MP40:

"We have basically wiped out the enemies who were firing in the forest. We killed 71 enemies and captured two."

"Okay, bring them here. I want to question them." Xu Bin yawned, then got up and went down the mountain.

.

Amir did not go back to the rear high ground, he said he could learn more here, so he followed along. Soon, the two met up with the Iron Cross Squad at the foot of the mountain...

"Commander, here"

MP40 pointed at the two little green men behind him and said, "We found them when we were cleaning up the battlefield. They were so scared that we pulled them down from a tree."

"Okay, leave the prisoners to me, you guys go back to your work." Xu Bin waved his hand, and took the two unlucky guys to a safe place...

On the way, he remembered that he didn't speak Oroshia, so he raised his hand and called Uncle Alexei on the intercom.

"Come, sit down, don't be nervous," Xu Bin pointed to several empty boxes in the trench and said to the prisoners.

But perhaps because they were nervous or because they couldn't understand English, the two Sha Lian soldiers refused to sit down... One shook his head timidly, and the other stood there in a daze.

Was he stunned by the artillery fire... ?

Xu Bin sighed, turned around and asked Type 81 who was passing by for two cigarettes.

"Do you smoke?" He handed over the cigarette.

Seeing the two captives' eyes light up, he said again: "Дaвan! Дaвan!"

The meaning of this word is probably similar to "eon"... Xu Bin learned it from a Sand League player when he was playing games in the past.

Hey, making friends with someone of the "enemy" ethnic blood is considered a "treasonous" act among the people of Long Country.

At that time, because the Third World War affected his hometown, he was still in middle school and had a very bad temper. As soon as he came online, he specifically looked for players from the Sand League to kill.

What was the result? Who would have thought that while killing people, he actually became friends with a fellow from the Shalian League. He would occasionally teach him a few words in Oroshia, or talk about the troubles that the war had brought him.

It was probably at that time that Xu Bin realized that good and evil are matters of "class" rather than "nation".

Seeing the other party's sincerity, the two Shalian soldiers finally nodded. They kept saying "Thank you" and took the cigarettes and smoked them hard... Damn, they didn't even light them.

He helped them light cigarettes with a wry smile, and Uncle Alexi came over just in time.

Seeing the intruder living so comfortably, he couldn't help but frown, and cursed "Suka" in a low voice and was about to kick him...

"Hey, hey, hey, uncle! Calm down, do you want to hit them?" Xu Bin quickly stood up and stopped the other party.

"Hit them? Wrong! I want to kill them!"

Alexei struggled with red eyes:

"We have a militia comrade, Uncle Torgen who helped you drive last time, remember? He was killed by the howitzer of these dogs this morning! You can't let them live like this."

Holding Alexei's shoulders and shaking him continuously, Xu Bin then remembered that he had received news that the militia on Hill 199 had been bombed.

The battle was fierce, and the casualties were just cold numbers to me, who had the time to care whether the other party was someone I knew?

That’s why there have been enough tragedies brought about by fighting, so we can’t add any more!

"Just...be calm...down!" Xu Bin turned around and knocked the old man down with a kick.

But when the other party was about to land, Xu Bin reached out and helped him up:

"Sorry, uncle, I asked you to help me interrogate the prisoners."

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