"To summarize, there are two options for us now." Verak's thinking became a little clearer. "The first way, we find a way to infiltrate the scavengers and directly steal the list. The second way, we infiltrate into other departments,
Steal the list by connecting with the scavenger from other departments."
"The difficulty of the former is that it cannot penetrate, and the difficulty of the latter is that it is probably difficult for other departments to get the list. We have to think of a way after we get in." Cozmo said, "I actually think the difficulty of these two methods is not much different.
It’s just that the latter needs to be taken step by step.”
"Is there a third way to go?" Arseny smiled bitterly. He felt that neither of these two methods could be implemented.
"Yes." Dai Qian boldly put forward her idea, "I think Maxim is indeed very powerful. He protected the scavengers very well, making it impossible for us to attack, but there is one thing he can't do, and that is his
Superior. If we can directly control his superior, then it would be logical to obtain the list through the superior's hands."
Verak denied it before he came up: "Who is Maxim's superior?"
"Minister of Security." Cozmo replied, "Although the scavengers formed by Maxim only target the International Equality Alliance, due to our danger, the government gave him many privileges, making him almost as close as the Minister of Intelligence.
We sit on equal terms and take orders directly from the Minister of Security..."
"Logically speaking, people with higher status are less likely to fall to us, because they already have everything and should maintain what they have." Verak analyzed, "Unless we can offer large enough benefits,
Or there is a way to force the Minister of Security to stand on a united front with us, otherwise it will be impossible to get the list this way."
"Well... I think as long as we are human, we must have weaknesses." Daisy knew what Verak said.
Verak took the compiled information and looked through it: "The information we have now is still too little. We need more and more in-depth intelligence."
"We don't have enough manpower. It will take some time to be more comprehensive." Cozmo knew that Verac smoked, so he took out a cigarette case and distributed one to several people.
Ranwen
"You don't have to rush for time. When the new comrades are almost trained, we can find out everything we need to know." Verak took the cigarette and lit it.
The five of them puffed away together.
"Okay, let's continue checking like this. I can't say how many days it will take, but in ten days and a half, I can guarantee that we will have a big harvest." The basement was not eye-catching, so Cozmo opened the door a little.
To facilitate air circulation.
"By the way, I have a few letters that I would like you to deliver to Laize Yin." After the serious conversation came to an end, Verak thought of the letter he wrote yesterday.
"I'll get it." The letter was given to Dai Qian yesterday. Dai Qian got up and rummaged through the suitcase to find several letters and gave them to Cosmo.
Cozmo took the letter and scanned the content and the person to whom it was sent: "Okay, I'll give the letter to the comrades at the telegraph station and let them send the news back."
"Okay, thanks."
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July 18, 11:30 am
Brecy, Lezein, temporary school grounds
"Take a break! Stand at attention!"
"shooting!"
"Run forward!"
"Bang bang bang! Bang bang! Bang bang bang bang!"
"Count!"
On the huge campus, dust was flying and the shouts were loud. The recruits were scattered into groups and were being trained by instructors supported by Bash.
"Next, is the training of field rescue!" Instructor Bashi said loudly, and the comrade in charge of the translation translated it into Brexi and said it to the recruits, "That's right! There will be special training for the new recruits.
You are equipped with professional medical soldiers! But the battlefield situation changes rapidly! What if your comrades or you yourself are injured? It is difficult for the medical soldiers to arrive in time! At this time, your rescue skills are the key to whether your comrades can survive...
…”
Among the new recruits, Nord, who was tall and tall, wore the simple green uniform of the Ping Ping Army and carefully watched the instructor's first aid demonstration.
Half an hour later, the field rescue subject training was completed. Nord and several recruits who were selected for random inspections completed the relevant assessments with flying colors.
Then, whistles sounded throughout the school grounds.
This concludes the morning training for the new recruits.
After the team reported the count, Nord dispersed with the team and went to the canteen to eat.
"Comrade Nord! Comrade Nord!"
When Nord was planning to meet up with his wife, Catherine, who was a medic, a comrade from the Intelligence Department blended into the crowd and called him around.
"I'm here! What's wrong?!" Nord turned around and met the comrade.
"Are you Comrade Nord?" a comrade from the Intelligence Department asked.
"It's me, what's wrong?"
"This is the letter Comrade Verak sent you back from Bash." A comrade from the Intelligence Department handed a letter to Nord.
"Verak's letter? For me?" The tired Nord smiled.
"Yes."
"Okay, thank you." Nord, who received the letter, couldn't wait to open it and read it.
[Dear Nord:
How are you doing recently? Are you still used to training? How is your newlywed life?
I have been coming to Bash for a while. Although the situation here is not optimistic, we are already organizing to solve the problems one by one. I believe that it will not be long before Winterfort will also light the torch of equality and lead the entire Bash to welcome new life.
In addition to you, I also wrote letters to Chairman Boyne, Teacher Keating, Comrade Winston, and Murphy. I am concerned about your safety when you are about to go to the battlefield, and I am also concerned about the physical condition of Chairman Boyne, Teacher Keating, and Murphy.
The operation of the meeting school over there and the progress of Comrade Winston's experimental factory.
…
I am far away in Bash and can no longer take care of you as I used to. Fortunately, in my eyes, you are no longer a young and energetic brother, but a mature and steady man.
…
I have been paying close attention to the battle situation in Brexi, and I guessed that you must be going to the battlefield soon, so I rushed to write you this letter. The original intention of writing this letter is to remind you to pay attention to safety. But war and safety are antonyms. On the battlefield,
, how can it be safe? But you still have to be careful, be careful of stray bullets, and be careful of artillery.
…
Okay, this is the end of the letter. Say hello to Ms. Catherine for me, wish you a safe trip, and see you again at dawn.
Dear friend Most Verak]
Nord stood in the middle of the crowded school grounds and read the letter. He grinned, put the letter away, and found his wife Catherine in the cafeteria. He told her about the letter written by Verak and conveyed his greetings.
"Would you like to reply to Comrade Verak and tell us about your current situation?" Catherine suggested.
"I'll write after I finish eating." Nord calculated that if he didn't take a lunch break today, he would have more than enough time to write a letter. "How is your day over there?"
"Still the same as before, continue to learn some medical knowledge. But I heard that some more in-depth content will be arranged soon. After learning these, I should go to the front line to support the comrades." Catherine put the meat on her plate
Give it to Nord.
Nord quickly declined: "No, no, no, you eat, you eat."
"You are so tired from training every day, you should eat more meat." Catherine took the meat that Nord had brought back and put it in again.
"I've eaten enough, so you should eat more. Come on." Nord took his own meat.
The two of them were going back and forth, and suddenly their hands stopped, and then they looked at each other and smiled.
"Eat it, eat it." Nord giggled, picking up vegetables and stuffing them into his mouth.
"You eat more." Catherine insisted and handed the meat to Nord.
Suddenly, an officer rushed into the cafeteria and shouted loudly: "Comrades from the 11th to 20th Battalions of new recruits! Hurry up and eat! After eating, go back to the dormitory to pack your luggage! All the students will assemble in the school field in fifteen minutes!"
Comrades of the 11th to 20th battalions of recruits! Hurry up and eat! After dinner, go back to the dormitory to pack your luggage! All the students will gather in the school field in fifteen minutes! The recruits..."
"What happened?" Catherine's expression changed. Nord was from the 11th Battalion of new recruits.
"I don't know." Nord's smile disappeared in an instant. He picked up the plate and ate the rice quickly, and said vaguely, "There must be an emergency, otherwise I wouldn't pack my luggage..."
"Batalion Commander! What's going on?!" A recruit close to the officer asked about the situation.
"The frontline needs support! Hurry up! Hurry!
"The officer just said, 'The frontline needs support,' but everyone had a vague idea of how urgent the situation was, and why they had to so suddenly gather a group of recruits who had not yet completed their training and send them to the frontline.
"We are going to the front line!" Catherine repeated to Nord what the instructor said publicly not far away.
Nord had naturally heard it, and he devoured half of the rice on the plate: "I have been waiting for this day for a long time."
"But we haven't been informed of the departure of the medics yet." Catherine wanted to go to the front line with Nord, so that she could take care of him if he was in danger.
"It's okay, you guys definitely need to study for a while." Nord pushed the meat onto Catherine's plate, "We will still meet each other then."
"But you haven't finished training yet..."
"It's okay. We'll practice while fighting on the battlefield!" Nord swept away the remaining food and his mouth was stuffed. He didn't have time to say goodbye to Catherine, so he only uttered the syllable "take care of yourself" from Mohu, and left
The next figure from behind is running out of the cafeteria with other recruits.
"Slow down!" Catherine wanted to get up to send it off, but failed to get up. Unknowingly, her eyes turned red and her eyes moved away from the cafeteria door and back to the dinner plate.
After giving in to each other for a long time, Nord still didn't eat a piece of meat and piled the meat on her plate.
——
at the same time
Laizeyin, Equality Building, in the conference hall
The atmosphere in the conference hall was solemn, and people walked in and out quickly from time to time to convey and issue orders.
"The government forces are still sending additional troops to the vicinity of Nanre City. If the Fourth Infantry Division led by Comrade Morais does not find a way to break out, I am afraid that it will be defeated within a few days..."
"Currently, the only ones closest to the 4th Infantry Division are the 1st Cavalry Division and the 7th Infantry Division. But the 7th Infantry Division needs to sit on the river bank to guard against government troops intruding from the southwest. Once they are mobilized and the river bank is lost, what happens next?
Plains, mobile and powerful government
The army was advancing unstoppably towards Lezein. The cavalry division could arrive in time, but the complex terrain near Nanre City was not conducive to the cavalry division's march and combat, so the cavalry division was rashly dispatched to assist Comrade Morais in breaking out.
It is very likely that the cavalry division will also be trapped."
A group of cadres gathered in front of the sand table to explain the current frontline situation.
Boyn sat and stared at the government army flags planted around Nanre City in the sand table, and the lone International Equality Alliance flag surrounded by them: "Joseph, Adel, what do they think?"
"What Comrade Joseph means is that Morais and the others will hold on first, and then they will launch a counterattack to capture the city of Pro to share the pressure for them, and then the two places will cover each other to resist the attack of the government troops. Comrade Adel suggested gathering troops and
Nanre City fights a crucial battle with the government troops, not only to rescue the Fourth Infantry Division, but also to
It is enough to open up the situation and severely defeat the government forces." An officer replied, "The latter is very risky. If we win, we will have time to breathe, and we can even move step by step to put pressure on the government forces and contain their offensive.
If we lose, our situation will be even worse, and our troops will have to shrink again and again to resist the government troops with higher morale..."
"How long can Morais and the others hold on?" Boyin asked again.
"Comrade Morais himself estimated that it would take five to seven days. After that, the government troops would be able to level Nanre City with artillery fire," the officer said.
Boyin stood up tremblingly on crutches: "Have the new recruits gathered?"
"We are gathering now. If we work non-stop, we will be able to reach the front line tomorrow night or the morning after tomorrow."
"Whether it's a counterattack against Prolo or a tough battle in Nange, we are in urgent need of troops. This batch of new recruits can meet their urgent needs." Boyin felt heavy when he thought that Morais was now heavily surrounded, "...
To be honest, I am not good at military matters. I have already given such important decision-making power to Joseph before, so I still support his decision unconditionally."
Comrades from various ministries looked at the weak Boyin.
His views on military matters were far less accurate and profound than those of Joseph's, so choosing to believe in Joseph was the best choice.
"Go and inform Joseph." Boyin wiped the sweat on his forehead with a handkerchief, "I fully support all his decisions. If you retreat, retreat, I believe we will be able to fight back in the future. If you fight, just let go, don't worry.
What."
"Yes!" The officer walked out the door.
A comrade from the Intelligence Department passed by him and saluted Boyn with an envelope: "Chairman! This is a letter from Comrade Verak to you!"
"Bring it here." Boyin, who sat down, took the envelope, opened it, and read the contents of the letter.
The letter was mainly concerned about Boyin's health, and then gave a more detailed report on the situation of the Bash Revolution.
As he watched, Boyin had a little more smile on his face.
On Bash's side, Verak is in charge and is slowly regrouping its strength.
"Cecil." When he saw the mention of Nord in the letter, Boyin thought of something and asked the cadre who handled the transfer of recruits, "Is Nord among the recruits sent to the front this time?"
"Are you talking about the comrade Nord who just got married?"
"right."
"Yes, he is also among the recruits this time."
Boyin opened his mouth slightly, subconsciously wanting to say something, or ask someone to take care of Nord, or transfer him back, but in the end, the words could not be said: "...Okay."