Chapter 35: Blitzkrieg (18)

When the battle on Sunset Mountain became fierce, the Fei League armored troops led by Fatty were also advancing rapidly towards the northeast on the east bank of Tulun River.

From the air, three of this armored force divided into four routes were like three long dragons stretching for more than ten kilometers, advancing in parallel among the winding valleys and rolling mountains. On the other side, they turned around and walked eastward, bypassed the valley forty kilometers away, and detoured northwest along a stream.

At the same time, on the side of the mountain range where the Sherlocks Mountains extend to the intersection of the Tulun River and the Xiushui River, the four armored divisions of the 21st Army of Seuss were also approaching the Sijiu Peaks quickly.

The rugged and difficult mountain roads and the towering mountains make these fast-moving mechas look like groups of migrating elks.

They flow in the valley, run on the ridges, jump among the rocks, and step on splashing water in the stream.

The distance between the two sides of the war is rapidly shortening!

Since the battle has been underway, the situation has been understood. Both sides understand the other party’s intentions and can only march against time, trying to seize strategic locations before the enemy arrives and take the initiative in the battle.

Although there is no artillery fire, no smoke, and no tragic fight. However, this silent confrontation that roams at high speed like two swordsmen in silence, seizing favorable situations in order to launch a fatal blow is even more stunning than the rumble of artillery fire.

Chen Fengxi bit his pipe and paced back and forth in the combat discussion room. He frowned tightly, as if he didn't know that his pipe had already been extinguished.

Beside him, Pierre and other senior officers of the Resk Front Army were sucking cigarettes one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one nervously staring at the real-time battle report of Skynet, or turning back and forth like trapped beasts. Everyone's eyes touched each other from time to time, and then quickly moved away.

Even the bandit officers who had always seemed very calm looked much nervous at this time.

Margaret, who had just commanded Jingfeng Valley and Bilingshan counterattack, stood in front of the window, looking out the window, wondering what he was thinking.

Blatt, Fervin and other generals surrounded the electronic sandbox, deducing while anxiously waiting for the battle report. As soon as An Lei in front of the Skynet Information Station had any movement, several people were like vigilant sika deer, raising their heads and ears, and holding their breath.

Everyone was suffering from waiting.

This is a kind of hopeful, with a hint of irresistible excitement and excitement, which makes people's heart beat faster and breathe rapidly.

The western line of Phoenix City is now early spring.

In the Southern Theater Command, many soldiers have changed into thin combat uniforms. The trees in the mountains have sprouted new buds, the grass has gradually turned green, and wild flowers dotted them. The wind is no longer so cold, and the snow on the mountains has begun to melt, merging into the gurgling stream, making a tinkling sound in the forest.

Soon, the forests will become green, the grass will ripple in the wind like waves, and wild flowers will bloom all over the mountains.

From south to north, this warm spring is spreading. Even the endless artillery fire cannot stop the seasonal changes of nature.

From severe cold to early spring, all the officers and soldiers of the Fei League were in the mood.

A few dozen hours ago, the battle situation in Leifeng Star was so severe that it was so severe that it was hard to imagine the future. A few dozen hours later, with the arrival of the bandit army and the implementation of the stunning crazy combat plan of Lieutenant General Tian Xingjian, the battle situation suddenly appeared.

Perhaps it was at this time that my mood became more nervous and more worried about gains and losses.

"The first regiment of the 12th Division has already gone up," Pierre walked to the dining table on the side of the room, poured a cup of coffee, stirred it gently, and said to Chen Fengxi, who was a little lost in his mind while pinching the pipe: "For an hour, we cannot send any troops to the front line. If the additional troops are sent at this time, it may cause the enemy to be alert."

Chen Fengxi nodded and said nothing.

The key to this battle is to annihilate the main force of Beliff's northern cluster in the Sunset Mountain Basin.

If the front line cannot withstand the enemy's attack, or the main force of the West Endowment retreats early before the bandits complete the detour, then the uppercut that the bandits snatched with all their might will hit the air.

What followed was the rapid deterioration of the entire western front of Phoenix City.

He looked up at the red sunset outside the three huge floor-to-ceiling windows on one side of the conference room, and suddenly felt that everyone in the room was like gamblers at the gambling table. When the night came, the opponent showed his trump card.

Before that, there was an endless battle of wits.

Whether you want to take a hand or raise, you must be careful to keep it within the range of not alerting the enemy.

This is the first bet and perhaps the last bet in the bet.

If you win, the Fei Alliance will have enough chips and continue to bet with your opponent. If you lose, you will have to leave cleanly.

"How is the situation in Heights 152?" Chen Fengxi looked up at the busy staff in front of the central console, and looked at the time again. He had not received any news about Heights 152 for a full ten minutes.

"Not optimistic," Pierre whispered. The coffee in his hand was like his mood at the moment, rolling out a brown gray vortex: "The enemy dispatched two hundred rulings. If the bandits had not just taken action and killed thirty vehicles first, the situation would have been even more difficult."

He looked back at the bandit generals surrounded by the electronic sandbox, his eyes full of respect: "Their First Division's special battalion fought very hard. He defeated the rulings seven attacks and killed more than one hundred rulings. Their own losses have reached 60%, and they have not retreated to the death."

"Fight to death and never retreat." Chen Fengxi chewed the word, and a kind of respect slowly spread from his heart.

Perhaps before today, his resistance to the Patriotic War of the Lerei Federation against several empires was just a kind of sympathy that was obtained by the bystanders on military intelligence and television news.

And at this moment, when these soldiers from Lerey led their Mars companions to fight bloody battles here, he finally understood what a heroic war it was and what a respectable country it was.

"A small country with a population of only 1.7 billion, three star fields, and more than 5 million conventional troops," Pierre sighed: "In this war, I resisted the four empires of the West Joseon alone, died more than 30 million, but I can still take down Mars, survive in the cracks and continue to resist. I don't know, should I feel excited or afraid of this."

"Maybe I should feel grateful," Chen Fengxi patted Pierre's shoulder lightly and smiled slightly: "With such an allies, I can only be glad except for being grateful!"

"In the past, I never understood why Lord Hestings valued this country so much, and this miscellaneous army," Pierre smiled self-deprecatingly, shook his head, "Now I understand."

He looked at Chen Fengxi and said seriously: "No matter what the final result of this battle, I think I will never allow any Feiyang people I know to look at the bandit army with a discriminatory look. Compared with them, the Feiyang army now is just a sheep in lion's skin!"

Chen Fengxi didn't say anything, but put his hand on his shoulder and patted him twice again.

Pierre lowered his head and drank a sip of coffee. The coffee was not added with sugar, and it was a bit burnt bitter, just like his mood.

This is a battle that will be put to death.

It was the chief of staff of the Leifeng Star Front Army that he brought the troops to his current situation step by step.

Before the bandits arrived, he knew that if he continued to fight like this, he would undoubtedly lose. However, he had no choice, or should be said to have no courage to free the Fei Alliance Alliance, which was slightly consumed by Xiyue on the western line of Phoenix City but was unable to get out of the tiger.

He was looking forward to the third increase in the Allied forces. In his opinion, that was the only opportunity to turn the situation around.

But unexpectedly, what came was not the reinforcements he expected, but a chubby Lieutenant General Lere and his miscellaneous army.

Just when he was not too angry, the fat man proposed a combat plan that he didn't even dare to think about, and formed the current situation.

Everything is like a dream.

He finally agreed to Fatty's plan. Although in fact, he didn't know whether his decision was right or wrong now, he didn't regret it.

After all, in this beautiful dusk, he saw a light of dawn.

As long as the strategic detour is completed and the main force of Belif's northern cluster was annihilated, the Filipino Alliance can form a powerful advantage like a mountain pressing down on Sunset Mountain, and can safely complete the transition from equal distribution of troops to group integration on the western front of Phoenix City.

More importantly, the annihilation of Belif's northern cluster will severely damage the Western Union and gain strategic initiative.

By then, dozens of divisions of the Fei Alliance coalition will sweep the western front of Phoenix City with a storm, destroying the advantages that the entire Western Yue has worked hard to establish over the past few months!

Not to mention persisting for a month, even if some people say that the front army would win the Battle of Resk without relying on the rear-end increase, he would have no doubts!

However, if the sunset cannot stand on the top of the mountain, or if the Siyo people find danger and evacuate early, then everything will be over.

By then, Beliff, who had saved the main force, would have enough cards in his hand to drag the desperate Filipino Alliance forces to the Sunset Mountain. And with the troops from various major war zones heading north, they could only watch as the defense line that had been held for several months was easily captured by the enemy.

When the West End of the West will occupy Phoenix City, whether to the north or south, the Fei Alliance forces on the western front of Phoenix City will be in a desperate situation where they cannot take care of each other from beginning to end.

On one side is heaven and on the other side is hell.

I am walking on a thin rope between heaven and hell.

Pierre thought, and suddenly felt that he was not as worried as he had imagined. Instead, he had always had an inexplicable and firm confidence in his heart.

On the Skynet screen, no matter how fast the intelligence data rolled, the battle situation chart was changing rapidly. Through the dazzling red area, it seemed that you could see every inch of the Sunset Mountain burning in the fire of war, every inch of the land soaked in blood, and every cannon sound and every roar.

The two sides were already red in their eyes, fighting back and forth.

Just as Siberians took a section of the position, the Fei Allied forces launched a counterattack and snatched it back. Before the snatched positions could be renovated, the tide of enemies surged up again.

If the other positions are hell, then the 152 position at this moment is the lowest level of hell.

Standing at the forefront of the eighteenth floor hell and standing in front of all the Fei Alliance soldiers was the straight and straight backbone of the bandit army soldiers!

Pierre drank the coffee in one sip.

In this war, Fei Yang is not as good as Le Lei!

Beep, a few crisp electronic sounds sounded from the center console.

Hearing this voice, Chen Fengxi, Pierre, Margaret in front of the window, and the bandit generals in front of the electronic sand table all quickly turned their heads and quickly surrounded An Lei.

"Bandits Army War Report." An Lei's slender fingers were dancing quickly on the virtual keyboard, like ten snow-white elves dancing happily.

As files are decrypted and expanded, countless data are transferred to the Skynet system, and the battle situation chart on the screen changes accordingly.

The main force of the bandit army is 63 kilometers away from the Sijiu Peak!

The large army of the Souss 21st Army is only fifty-one kilometers away from the Sijiu Peak!

"The General Staff calculates the time immediately!" Chen Fengxi ordered hurriedly.

In front of a row of computers on the left side of Skynet, there was a crackling sound of keyboard typing, and more than a dozen staff officers began to calculate at the same time. From the marching speed of both sides, the terrain obstacles of the route, the weather impact, etc., the time when the troops on both sides arrived at the Sijiu Peak.

After a moment, the crackling sound of knocking ended, and a duty teacher stood up and reported: "The bandits were five minutes behind."

"Five minutes?!"

Major General Chuckner blurted out and repeated, looking at each other with several companions beside him. Both of them saw a hint of shock and worry in each other's eyes.

In modern warfare, time is a very important condition.

It can be said that whether it is real war or deduced confrontation, the condition of time will always dominate the battle.

Some battles may be fought for weeks or even months. However, lagging behind the opponent at a critical period means a defeat in a battle.

Even if you are behind, it's only a few minutes!

Now, the main force of the bandit army is five minutes behind the main force of Seus. What’s more serious is that there is a Seus armored regiment stationed on Sijiu Peak!

This regiment is likely to move forward and block the main force of the bandit army.

"Where has the bandit vanguard been?" Margaret's cold voice sounded in the silence.

"The vanguard is the first regiment of the Second Armored Division of the Bandit Army," An Lei, who had just opened the combat plan, glanced quickly and replied: "At present, this regiment is marching towards the Maple Leaf Slope five kilometers southeast of the Sijiu Peak. It is the must-pass place for the main force of Seus, with a distance of fifty-two kilometers!"

Fifty-two kilometers...

Chen Fengxi and Pierre looked up at each other at the same time and looked at each other in surprise.
Chapter completed!