Old Triangle Area.

Xiang Zehao pointed to the map and said to Lin Xiao with a serious expression: "Look, with the current distance, we can use the old triangle as a springboard and reach the destination within a maximum of five hours. At that time, General Fu's fleet only needs to be on the sea..."

"Report!"

While the two were discussing the plan, an officer in charge of communicating with the intelligence department stepped in and saluted Xiang Zehao and shouted: "The Military Supervision Bureau has an emergency top-secret document, which has just been sent."

"Take it and take a look." Xiang Zehao stretched out his hand.

About two minutes later, Xiang Zehao and Lin Xiao read the information together, and their faces became solemn.

"Mad!" Lin Xiao cursed with a little exploding mentality: "This bastard won't make trouble sooner or later, but he just caused trouble for us at this time."

"What do you think?" Xiang Zehao asked.

"...I don't think it's safe anymore. This situation has exceeded our expectations." Lin Xiao said bluntly: "Otherwise, cancel the plan, wait a little longer?"

Xiang Zehao smashed his fists on the combat table, and after careful consideration, he said, "You can't wait. Gu Yan's Corps, Qi Lin Corps, and General Fu's Navy... have suffered heavy losses to wait for us. The weather problem is full of uncertainty. Now that you have finally waited, how many people will die on the front line?"

Lin Xiao thought carefully about Xiang Zehao's words: "...You are right, but the problem is..."

Xiang Zehao carefully observed the map, thought for a while, pointed to a point and said, "If you don't have it, just click it directly. If you don't have it, I will try it. Even if I have to chew it hard, I have to chew it here."

Lin Xiao followed Xiang Zehao's finger position, and after thinking for a long time, he said, "If this is the case, then I suggest starting from here..."

An hour later, Lin Xiao and Xiang Zehao got off the car with a large number of soldiers in the smallest airport in the Old Triangle.

...

It was past four o'clock in the morning.

The resting troops of Feng Ji's corps arrived at the port of the Chinese area in Xiadao. With the help of more than 800 soldiers from the European Zone 1, a large number of wounded soldiers left the transport ship and returned to the Second Battlefield Hospital.

After arriving, Feng Ji took his staff, officers and generals around him, and did not go to Zhou Xingli to pay tribute, but took people with him in a tacit understanding to the building temporarily vacated at the Second Battlefield Hospital.

Since it was early in the morning and when the generals arrived, they were very exhausted, so Feng Ji entered the building and went to his lounge, called the front line twice, asked about the garrison situation, and then lay on the bed to rest.

at the same time.

Li Bokang called Zhou Xingli four times on the front line, but it was answered by his assistant, claiming that Zhou was holding an important meeting and it was not convenient to answer the phone.

This action made Li Bokang feel even more assured. He waited patiently until the second half of the night, and finally couldn't help but call Yan Hu.

"Hey, General Secretary Li?"

"Old Yan, are you there when the commander was in the meeting?" Li Bokang asked directly.

"Here!"

"What is the discussion?" Li Bokang asked very directly.

Yan Hu paused for a moment and replied in a low voice: "It's nothing. It's just an analysis of the current situation in the Republican. Everyone is very pessimistic. Some people think that the battle of Yamen... must be won, while others have no confidence."

"That's all?" Li Bokang asked.

"Yes, that's all." After Yan Hu replied, he deliberately asked: "General Staff, are you...why are you worried?"

Li Bokang paused for a while: "Feng Ji is back, do you know?"

"I know." Yan Hu nodded: "They seem to have arrived."

"I'm afraid that the commander-in-chief... will have an overly aggressive attitude. If you are by his side, if you find that he has ideas in this regard, you must persuade him. We must clearly know our position." Li Bokang pointed Yan Hu in his words.

"I understand what you mean." Yan Hu nodded.

"Okay, then that's how it is!"

"Okay, you can do it first, General Staff!"

After saying that, Li Bokang hung up his phone, his eyes a little deeper. He could clearly feel that Yan Hu was mentally distanced from him.

Why is this happening?

Although Yan Hu was promoted by Li Bokang, when Yan Hujun was replaced by Feng Ji at Hongdan Airport, Li Bokang failed to stand up at the critical moment and fought with Westbrook.

This action made Yan Hu dissatisfied. Although he knew that it would be difficult to deal with things when sitting in Li Bokang's position, Yan Hu was still unhappy. Their army at Hongdan Airport lost more than 10,000 people, and Li Bokang finally asked him to withdraw his troops. This action was difficult to satisfy Yan Hu.

As for Li Bokang's own difficulties, Yan Hu couldn't understand them personally.

After the two of them passed the phone, Li Bokang was still a little uneasy, but the front-line battlefield was still fighting hard, so it was difficult for him to walk away for the time being.

...

When he reached Feng Ji's age, insomnia and dreaming were the norm. After he returned to the lounge, he only slept for about four hours in total and got up habitually, and it was around 8 o'clock in the morning.

Feng Ji came to the restaurant and was about to have dinner when the communication officer beside him walked over with the microphone in person: "Commander, it's Zhou Xingli's phone number."

Since the conflict between Zhou Feng deepened, the little officers around Lao Feng have begun to call Zhou Xingli's name directly, and even privately call the nickname "King of Kaiser". This shows how realistic these turtles are.

Feng Ji was stunned for a moment, slowly reached out to answer the phone, and said with a smile on his face: "Hey, Mr. Zhou!"

"Old Feng, I heard that you were slightly injured on the battlefield. Is it important?" Zhou Xingli also said nothing about the conflicts in advance, but instead asked about his well-being enthusiastically.

"A small injury is not a problem."

"Since it's not in the way, then come to the headquarters this morning. I have something to tell you." Zhou Xingli invited bluntly.

Feng Ji looked down at the dish, paused for about two seconds before he opened his mouth and responded: "Okay, I'm just going to report something to you."

"Okay, I'll wait for you." After saying that, Zhou Xingli hung up his phone directly.

Feng Ji lost his appetite in an instant, put the chopsticks on the table, turned his head to look at his staff officer and said, "He still can't help it."

"...why, push it?" asked the staff officer.

"I just considered shirking it off, but then I thought, if he really had an idea, it would be useless for me to shirk it off." Feng Ji replied in a concise manner: "We are in Xia Island, where can you retreat?"

"What do you mean?"

"Fuck!" Feng Ji slowly stood up: "I'll go over in a while, let's see what mine array he has placed for me."

"Then I'll prepare?" The staff officer also stood up.

Feng Ji looked at him with his hands behind his back and said: "Dog-good Yan Hu is also on the island, so of course you have to prepare."

The staff officer nodded slowly.

...

In the morning, the summer island is hazy and the visibility is extremely low.

A general privately dialed Li Bokang's number.

"explain!"

"General Staff, I just received the order. Commander Zhou wanted us..." A general whispered to Li Bokang.

North Wind Inlet.

Qin Yu sat in the command center, turned his head and said to the guard officer: "Get me another cup of coffee."

"You can't drink it anymore, Commander-in-Chief... You have already drunk four drinks." The guard officer advised.
Chapter completed!