Girls Frontline: Griffin Security

Meanwhile, in the capital of the Saudi Federation.

An emergency meeting was held in a secret combat command center.

Even the commander-in-chief, Polyosha, was present! At this moment, the officers were reporting the battle situation to him...

"The enemy sent a large number of troops to strengthen the defenses on both wings of Balbek (junction) 9 hours ago, with the intention of preventing us from liberating the area."

A lieutenant colonel staff officer stood in front of Polyosha's desk and reported fearfully:

"Their defense is now very solid; and we only have the border guards on the north side of the border that can be mobilized at any time... They are all poorly trained and non-integrated divisions, and the possibility of retaking Balbek is extremely low."

Polyosha frowned.

"Affected by this, our supplies cannot be delivered to the front-line troops. They are now running out of ammunition. We have tried airdrops, but the efficiency is extremely low and cannot keep up with the speed of consumption. In addition..."

The staff officer swallowed and continued to report:

"Early this morning, the Akstan Air Force launched three MiG-19 fighters, which bombed the Northeast Bridge after a low-altitude penetration. Although our fighters shot them down in time, the bridge has been blown up and our troops in the Northeast region are trapped."

"Tsk! In other words, all our units that crossed the border are surrounded by the enemy, right?"

asked Polyosha impatiently.

The staff officer's shoulders trembled for a moment, and then he nodded slowly:

"Yes...Yes, Your Excellency the Commander."

Boom! The conference room suddenly exploded.

Everyone was talking about it - although they had already come to this conclusion based on their analysis of the battle situation, when the fact that "the Shalian army was surrounded" was translated into plain words, their hearts still stopped abruptly.

Is there any mistake?

How can a small country like an ant have the qualifications and courage to launch an encirclement and annihilation war against the army of a big country?

Before the war started, none of them had expected the situation to develop like this.

As the discussion went on, everyone started arguing.

Their opinions on the next war were divided into two camps...

Some people thought that they should try to rescue the besieged units and then call a ceasefire to avoid further international embarrassment;

Another group of people believe that it is necessary to increase military investment and give the Akstan Red Army severe "punishment" to let them know that small countries should listen to big countries. Otherwise, how can the Saudi Federation "live in peace" with other small countries bordering it in the future?

Yes, that's the league's mindset right now.

Don't be fooled by its tall and strong appearance, for inside it is an insecure "little girl". When others don't support her, she will express it in the most emotional way, without any restraint.

However, the opinions of these two groups are not very realistic...

"Chief of Staff, I have to ask you a few questions first."

Polyosha turned his gaze towards Lashimov and said:

"Why are our frontline troops surrounded once the town of Balbek is lost? In such a large battlefield, can't we find a way out and withdraw?"

Ah, this is a question for a military newbie...!

After hearing the question, Lasimov almost regained his usual bright "smile" - but the desire to survive restrained him.

After re-managing his facial muscles, he explained seriously:

"This is a very profound military issue, Your Excellency the Commander..."

"Because the town of Balbek controls the main highway to Karameh and the northeast region. Our logistics convoy can only go through the highway. Going through the wilderness will consume more fuel, and the speed is slow and it is easy to overturn. After the supplies are delivered to the front line, they will probably not come back. What's more, there are enemy artillery and armored forces monitoring along the way..."

"Similarly, the frontline troops' vehicles have long been running low on fuel and are unable to withdraw from the field. If everyone abandons their vehicles and walks, the enemy will chase us in tanks and massacre us."

The explanation was so simple and easy that Polyosha quickly understood it.

He wanted to ask, "Can we rescue the trapped unit?" But before he could even finish his words, the other party guessed it. The Chief of Staff shook his head and denied it.

"I'm afraid not, sir..."

"We need to send a large number of troops to rescue them. But our elite troops are now deployed in the west to confront the Allied forces. We originally thought that we could defeat Akstan with just these few 'new troops', but now it seems that we underestimated the enemy... The enemy sent reinforcements from other areas in time."

"Alas, can't he be saved?"

Polyosha's face darkened instantly.

Why is your face so dark?

Because it hurts!

The troops sent to fight in Akstan this time were their newly formed synthetic pilot unit - the battalion-level tactical group.

In Karame and the Northeast, a total of four such troops were sent in, totaling more than 3 people! More than 3 contract soldiers trained by the military at a huge cost were surrounded like this?

How could he hold back?

Polyosha is very unhappy now.

"We can't just let the 'new unit' be eaten by the enemy... We have to make the enemy pay a price!" He said, "If we can save them, then save them. If we can't, we should put pressure on them strategically and get them out through private agreements! Do you have any ideas?"

At this time, an old voice spoke:

"I'm afraid not, sir..."

A bearded man walked slowly out of the crowd.

His beard was terribly thick, extending from the sides of his nose to his collarbone!

This style is quite common in those "medieval magic battle" movies. But in real life, growing a beard like this... I can only say that he has a unique aesthetic.

This bearded man is Anton, the chief representative of Polyosha’s think tank.

"Our strategic focus is mainly in the west, sir..." He said respectfully to Polyosha, "If we withdraw a large number of troops to the central border to oppress this ant-like country, then the allied forces in the west will put pressure on us. Will the big cities of the alliance still be defended? Should we move east to live in that bitter cold land?"

"……really"

The words of the imperial teacher woke Polyosha up from his dream and put him in a dilemma.

It is not a good idea to continue fighting this war, but it is also not possible to withdraw in a dignified manner... What should I do?

In the end, he covered his face and made a difficult decision.

"Give the order, let the trapped troops break out under the cover of the Aerospace Forces..." Polyosha said tiredly, "As many as can escape, as long as they are not wiped out, we will win."

"Yes!"

The young staff officer finally felt relieved and followed the chief of staff out of the meeting room.

Then, there was a dead silence...

After the defeat, although Polyosha denied it verbally, he knew it clearly in his heart. Therefore, no one dared to say the wrong thing at this time, for fear of offending him.

In the end, he was the first to break the silence.

"How shameless...Aksteinians!" Polyosha whispered angrily.

Then he raised his voice again:

"How dare they - cross the border and infiltrate our territory?"

"Don't they know that it is someone else's sovereign territory? Do the Akstan people have any shame?!"

These words, like clearing a blockage that had lasted for more than a decade, brought to light all of his amazing values.

Everyone present was no exception, and they all made awkward expressions that seemed to be smiling but not smiling...

Everyone was holding back, fearing that they would laugh out loud and be punished by him.

Afterwards, Polyosha issued another order, asking relevant personnel to condemn the Akstan invaders at the next international conference, and declared that the Saudi Union army would withdraw from the relevant areas out of goodwill.

Then this matter has come to an end.

...

"Oh, by the way, what is the origin of Griffin Security Company?"

Before the meeting ended, Polyosha glanced at the document and asked:

"Does it have any connection with the British 'Jazz'?"

The head of the intelligence department immediately stood up and replied:

"No connection has been found, sir."

"After the armistice, MI5 has been conducting strict inspections on the British mainland. Our intelligence officers have not dared to show up recently. But I think it is unlikely. After all, Sir Griffin is an old fox. How could he use his own name to wave the flag for the thugs like this?"

"Then how did this group of people appear?"

Polyosha's eyes became colder and colder as he looked at the document, and his tone became more serious:

"They claim to be operating in the Afganiya region? Ha, that place is in a state of chaos without a ruler! Only those arms dealers can provide them with stable funds to survive. If they are really active there, why would they come to Akstan to provoke us? This behavior is not in the survival interests of the financiers, and there is a logical conflict..."

If p, then q, a simple logical reasoning allowed him to see through the lie Xu Bin had made up at the time.

But it doesn’t matter, just check it out!

The people of the Shalian Federation will never be able to find out the true identity of this PMC even if they search for their entire lives.

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[Information that can be disclosed now]

Sir Griffin and the Great Retreat:

On the eve of the war, the Eagle Federation somehow infiltrated its western neighbor... When "Sealand" suddenly announced that it had become a military ally of the Federation and allowed the latter to station troops on its homeland, all British people were caught off guard.

No one knows how long the Eagle Federation has been preparing for this war.

They only remember that in the spring of 2052, when the powder keg was on the verge of exploding, federal fighter jets flew into the airspace every day to create friction, disregarding the air sovereignty of other countries.

So soon, the atmosphere of surrender spread throughout the land.

The outbreak of a major war was obvious at the time, and the British were unwilling to serve as a "shield" for the European continent.

But at this time, Sir Griffin of the Parliament rejected all the opinions and proposed a "bold" proposal - to move all the important factories and bases in the mainland to some colonies! (Colonies: You are so noble)

This is how he explained it to the outside world at the time:

"If we don't move these facilities, they will only be taken away and destroyed by the Federation after the war. If we move these facilities, then regardless of whether the Third World War is fought or not, these will still belong to us British, right?"

Afterwards, he used various means to forcibly "buy" a colony in the chaotic Pyramid Country.

They certainly cannot hear the voices of opposition from the people of the Pyramid Country.

But ironically, this move greatly boosted the morale of the British and their allies on the European continent.

So in the spring of 2053...

——The moment the war broke out, the moment the Eagle Federation fighter planes took off, the moment the British politicians fled with their wives, daughters and dogs,

The British soldiers and civilians still mustered up the courage to fight.

They were divided into two forces:

The first was the main force with heavy equipment. They boarded ships under the cover of the European allied air forces and retreated to ports such as Calais and Dunkirk in Gaul, and then moved to the major colonies that had been planned in advance, starting a hard battle that lasted for several years.

The second is the militia and reserve troops who lack artillery and air support. Their mission is to delay the Eagle Federation Army's offensive as much as possible before the main force completes its withdrawal, and the casualties are extremely tragic...

With such efforts, the main force of the British mainland finally completed its evacuation, making a huge contribution to the subsequent protracted war and counterattack on the Western Front of Europe and the North African Corridor.

The anti-Japanese soldiers and civilians who remained in the mainland resisted for a full 44 days before surrendering.

During the war, this "Sir" - Griffin Lane, had a great say in the resistance forces, almost surpassing the Prime Minister.

A group of reporters once asked him during an interview: "Is it worth abandoning the entire homeland to serve as a human shield for the European continent and resist the Axis attack?"

He responded with this gesture: