Yesterday, the people from the Fifth Brigade were noticed by the people on the spacecraft.

They were puzzled, why many people came out of the ground and there was a passage there?

The weather conditions are relatively good today and can be seen more clearly.

The satellite image was transmitted to the command room and the number was calculated immediately, with 732 people.

Seven hundred and thirty-two people, fully armed, moved southward, and the team was moving neatly and not slow.

Is it a transfer?

Many people who see the situation cannot understand, but because they are their own people and are not attacked, more than 700 people cannot affect the situation.

So no one cared about it, and no one even asked where the troops were.

Just watching and feeling curious.

At noon, Fan Tiangang, commander of the 76th War Zone, had just held a meeting on the fight to resolve the battle of the 965th Planet within a year.

Today's meeting is this. It will be held all day long. If there is no resolution yet, continue.

He has held a meeting for six days and will take a few more days. He doesn't know that because he will put forward a new meeting proposal every day.

The next meeting is to draw elite troops and follow the warships to conduct synchronous attacks. We have to wait for a while, and this meeting to end the battle in front of the planet in one year will be completed.

Fan Tiangang took advantage of his free time to come out for a break, and the meeting was very dull.

There are all kinds of statements, some say that there are insufficient resources, and some say that some should destroy some planets.

Correspondingly, some people oppose the destruction of some planets, so the war will be resolved quickly, but it cannot be occupied and used immediately after the war. It is better to use resources now, fighting while using them.

What's more, destroying the planet will change the gravity and rotation of the planet, which is not as good as it is now.

As he walked along the way, Fan Tiangang entered the command room. Seeing thousands of people busy here and having to cooperate with other intelligent systems, he felt that the war was very tiring.

It won’t work if you don’t hit others. If you don’t hit others, you will never get real peace if you seek peace.

As he walked, he saw a few people gathered there, as if something fun was happening.

Walking over, he also squeezed his head to look at it.

I saw a group of people on the screen resting by a river at noon.

He was stunned at first, why did the person run to the ground?

Then he was even more curious, what were those soldiers busy with?

"Put closer, pull closer." Someone couldn't see clearly and whispered.

Immediately someone operates the lens to pull in and the image is enlarged.

This is a scene of a group of people cutting things there. They found some trees, looked at them as sections, and then used them as chopping boards. Many people took daggers and chopped them gently. The main reason was that the daggers were too sharp and they would chop the wooden boards up with hard work.

This time it was clear that the meat of some kind of animal was chopping.

I kept chopping the meat into meat paste, and the people below stopped.

Then another person suddenly turned out three large pots, boiled water into the pot, and threw some wild vegetables and other things into it to cook.

Then the man began to ball the meat into balls and throw it into the pot quickly.

The meat balls rolled in boiling water but did not dissipate. After less than two minutes, the man scooped out with a spoon.

There was a bowl of hollowed out with wood next to it, and the soup and meat were served in one go.

He brought it to the side and picked it up with a dagger, and drank the soup from time to time.

Judging from the food, everyone who watched it was slandered. They didn't have much supplies. It was not easy for the supply ship to come over once, and they also gave some to the soldiers below.

Three big pots were made at the same time, and the man was busy, while occasionally scooping a ball of meat to eat.

The big meatballs, the green wild vegetables, and the soup floating on the oil star, Fan Tiangang touched his stomach, and was hungry, and he had not had lunch yet.

Fifteen minutes later, lunch was over there, and the three-bit big pot had not even left some soup.

The man turned the blame again, the team members carried the equipment, gathered the team, and reported the entire team.

Then seven hundred and thirty-two people ran south with neat steps.

Fan Tiangang was about to ask, but someone had already started asking.

"Where did the elite veterans come from?"

"I saw it yesterday. When they woke up this morning, they ate another kind of rice, which was to put everything in a pot and cook it, but the meat was not like this now. They were chopped and mixed, and then put it in.

They have been doing this at this speed since the morning after they finished their meal, very quickly and fully armed.

They had a rest just now, and someone went to hunt, they came back to handle it, and then finished their meal, and that was it."

The observer briefly answered.

Fan Tiangang thought for a while and said, "It should be a brigade, but after the battle, there is still the number of people left now. It depends on their schedule and marching appearance.

They must have encountered very powerful enemies, or fought for a long time, high-intensity, otherwise they would not have lost so many personnel. Let's connect their signals."

"If they can't connect, they have no positioning display, they can only use images to locate. They don't know which part they belong to, but yesterday, they seemed to have come out of District 75." The observer added.

"War Zone 75, which team is such an elite?" Fan Tiangang frowned, but he couldn't match the number.

At this time, someone called him to have a meal, so he gave up other considerations for the time being and walked quickly to the restaurant. He just finished watching someone else eat and became even hungry.

In the restaurant, Fan Tiangang happened to see the commander of the 75th War Zone, the same surname as him, named Fan Yantong.

Fan Yantong also saw him, nodded, and planned to have a meal, but he came over and sat next to him.

After eating a few bites of food, he asked, "Laotong, there are elite troops in your war zone, and you still hide it and don't take it out. What should you do to slowly and steadily advance? As you push, you push it to the ground.

And he moved south quickly and had already reached the Sixty-nine War Zone. He was about to reach the Sixty-eighth War Zone. What are your plans?"

Fan Yantong paused and looked over in confusion: "Laogang, no one dared to go out in my war zone privately. I never let someone go to the ground, and then go to another war zone, don't be wronged me."

"How is it possible? The observer has seen that it was from your war zone, with more than 700 people, fully armed and marching for the whole morning, and nothing happened. After dinner, he continued to marching in the afternoon. His formation was neat and his pace was steady. Do you dare say that he was not your elite?"

Fan Tiangang looks like I know you don’t want to lie to me.

Fan Yantong glared at her eyes: "If I say there is no, there is no. If there is no, I will send someone else? Come and call the observer over."

No matter which observer he was, naturally someone would worry about it.

After a while, the observer came over, chewing food in his mouth, and was swallowing hard.

When I arrived in front of Fan Yantong, I swallowed it and even burped it.

"Commander Fan, come to me." The observer saluted.

"Tell me what team is going on." Fan Yantong insisted on getting it clear.

The observer quickly mentioned that it was finally confirmed that it was District 75 because there was a big river. Although it finally entered the underground, judging from the location, those people really came out of the ground in District 75.

Fan Yantong picked up the communication device and contacted the lower body. After some investigation, there was no.

He looked at Fan Tiangang and said with a smile: "We are next to each other, can the river pass by!"

"Me? I have such a unit in my military region? I ask, anyone seems to have mentioned a brigade?" Fan Tiangang murmured, worried.

He also picked up the communication device and contacted his command center directly.

He originally wanted to contact Kemo because that place belongs to the commander of the Kemo Legion.

Unfortunately, the liaison officer said that the commander of the Kemo Legion had gone out.

So he contacted another legion commander, Yan Yupeng.

As soon as he connected, he asked, "I have a brigade in District 76?"

"Ah? Commander, do you understand?" Yan Yupeng looked at the commander with a serious look on the screen and asked nervously.

"Answer the question, it seems you know what you are doing," Fan Tiangang couldn't calm down.

"Yes." Yan Yupeng saluted: "It's from the Fifth Brigade of the Sixth Division of the Ninth Army. This is the situation..."

Yan Yupeng said what he knew, very objectively, without adding any moisture.

The commanders who came over next to him were shocked at this time. Is there such a fun thing?

The commander of the legion sent someone to die, but the person disobeyed. The commander of the legion sent troops to encircle and suppress them, but the five thousand people were surrounded by the clan.

As a result, all five thousand people were destroyed, and they could not even break through.

Since that's the case, how did the fifth team fight?

Five thousand soldiers still want to kill more than seven hundred elite soldiers?

I didn't meet the so-called supervisor team, otherwise they would die faster.

"Damn, why don't you die in Kemo? What about Kemo? Yan Yupeng, I'll ask you, where is Kemo?" Fan Tiangang's face turned pale.

"Returning to the commander's words, the commander of the Kemo Army organized another 10,000 troops early this morning to continue pursuing the Fifth Battalion and blocking the gap.

As a result, the attack on the side of the Crane tribe was too strong, and the 10,000 troops suffered heavy losses. They had been divided and surrounded by the enemy and 6,000 people, and 2,000 people were killed in battle.

There are only two thousand troops left there, which can't stand it. So the commander of the Kemo Legion went to supervise the battle himself, and he also asked me to borrow two thousand soldiers, so I only borrow one thousand of them."

"Why don't you lend him two thousand?"
To be continued...