In the brightly lit hall, a large number of military intelligence personnel and staff officers were busy going back and forth. Su Tianyu was sitting at his desk, with more than a dozen military communicators placed on it, busy communicating with all parties.
"Where did the third division hit? How far did it advance?"
"Did the main force encounter the inner city defense forces? How much were the battle losses?"
"The Chinese Trade Union, and Wu Boxin, give me intelligence feedback immediately!"
Su Tianyu kept picking up military communicators one after another and giving orders.
At this time, Yu Mingyuan and An Qiqi had just arrived in the hall and saw Su Tianyu busy from a distance.
After thinking for a while, Yu Mingyuan did not bother Su Tianyu, but waved his hand and called Liu Hongxu beside him: "Uncle Liu, how is the fight over there with the Chinese Trade Union?"
"They just started attacking." Liu Hongxu quickly replied: "There is no new information coming in yet, and I don't know the specific situation."
Yu Mingyuan thought for a while and then said: "Let's do this. Call all the people in our security department and have a separate meeting in the conference room next to it."
"Okay." Liu Hongxu nodded, then turned around to make arrangements.
Yu Mingyuan and An Qiqi pushed open the glass door of a conference room on the right and walked in. After waiting for about ten minutes, a dozen officers and military intelligence personnel from the security department opened the door and walked in.
After everyone arrived, Yu Mingyuan briefly chatted with everyone, then turned to Liu Hongxu, who was sitting next to him, and told Liu Hongxu, "Uncle Liu, ask Brigadier Yang to contact me and report the battle situation."
"Okay!" Liu Hongxu began to get in touch with Brigadier Yang.
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St. Paul City, Chinese Trade Union Headquarters Building.
In the darkness, several illumination bombs shot high into the air, instantly illuminating the surrounding area as bright as day.
Brigadier Yang commanded the commando team and was launching another round of charge towards the Chinese Trade Union Headquarters position.
In the position, the enemy opened fire wildly to block the attack, and enemies kept popping up in the surrounding buildings. The advancement of the security system was very difficult.
"Da da da!"
In the enemy's machine gun position, two machine guns fired red crossfire at the same time, directly mowing down a row of security soldiers rushing to the front.
"Back! Back to the alley!"
Under such fierce firepower, Brigadier Yang could only roar and ask the troops to retreat to their defense line first.
Everyone retreated into the alley next to him in a bit of embarrassment, taking shelter for the time being.
Brigadier Yang was leaning against the wall of the alley. His right arm was scratched by a stray bullet. Medical soldiers were helping him treat the wound.
"Brigadier, call from the upper level." The communications soldier crouched, ran over, and handed a communicator to Brigadier Yang.
"Continue to suppress fire and try to push forward from both sides! Second company, come on top of me!" Brigadier Yang was still giving combat orders to his generals, and then turned to tell the adjutant beside him: "You
Take my place first and continue to direct the battle."
"Yes!" The adjutant nodded and stepped forward to direct the troops to attack.
Brigadier Yang then stretched out his hand and picked up the communicator: "Hello?"
"Brigadier Yang, how's the fight going on your side?" Yu Mingyuan asked eagerly through the communicator.
"It's not easy to fight!" Brigadier Yang said urgently: "The main reason is that the residential area here has also been cleared. The surrounding buildings are full of enemy troops ambushing the enemy. Our advance is blocked and we will be attacked every step we take.
Moreover, the opponent is a combination of government troops and private armed forces, commanded by the government troops. Their combat methods are relatively mature, and their light and heavy firepower are well matched. In addition, we do not have an advantage in numbers. We have more than a thousand people here, and they can almost do it.
There were about 5,000 people, and it was very difficult for us to fight."
"Where's Wang Xiao? They didn't cooperate with the attack?" Yu Mingyuan asked.
"We are also moving forward," Brigadier Yang glanced at Wang Xiao's position: "But the effect is not great. Wang Xiao himself is still contacting the private armed forces to try to rescue the hostages..."
Yu Mingyuan was silent after listening.
"Their garrison positions are too dense." Brigadier Yang frowned: "Maybe, we have to wait for the third division to come in and give us support."
"There is not much time to wait!" Yu Mingyuan thought for a moment and then ordered: "Reduce the intensity of the attack first and wait for me to send people to support you."
"Okay!" The two ended the call.
At the same time, Daxiong led a team and was rushing to Wu Boxin's villa. He was sitting in the car, holding the phone and asked: "Have they moved? Listen to me, we will arrive in a while, you heard the gunshots
As soon as I heard the sound, I turned off the lights in the villa, and what if..."
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On the Canadian side, after Yu Mingyuan hung up the phone, he took out an aerial view of the city defense of St. Paul City and drew a circle on it: "The headquarters of the Chinese Trade Union is here..."
After thinking for a while, Yu Mingyuan drew a circle not far away and muttered: "Now the large forces are preparing to attack the city defense headquarters here... Like this! Uncle Liu, please notify the thousand people who are following Jin Maohui.
Let them turn around immediately and go to support the Chinese Trade Union."
"According to the plan, those thousand people are under the command of Jin Maohui," Liu Hongxu couldn't help but remind: "If we transfer them back privately, will it affect their attack? And most importantly, do we need to discuss this matter with Su
Tianyu wants to say hello?"
Yu Mingyuan waved his hand: "I have my own ideas. I can't say hello to him. Bring me these thousand people back immediately."
Liu Hongxu thought for a moment and finally nodded: "Okay, I'll do it."
Yu Mingyuan added: "Inform these thousand people to carry long-range incendiary bullets and throwing incendiary equipment. Take as many as you can."
When everyone heard this, they were all stunned, including An Qiqi, because they understood what the other party meant.
An older officer couldn't help but persuaded: "Mingyuan, why don't you tell Commander Su about this matter? The Chinese Trade Union is not a foreign armed force after all..."
Yu Mingyuan turned his head, stared at the gray-haired old officer, and shouted: "Tell him, what can he do? Can he and the young man from China issue such an order? You want to kill him?"
Military? Ah!"
The elderly officer hurriedly advised: "The nature of attacking the Chinese Trade Union is different from our attack on St. Paul. There are at least several thousand Chinese in the headquarters of the Chinese Trade Union. If we attack like this, we will suffer a lot of infamy. Our purpose
It’s to kill Huo Dongsheng, not..."
Yu Mingyuan asked back: "I'll give you another hour, plus a thousand of your people. Tell me, can you defeat the Chinese Trade Union?"
The elderly officer was silent.
"You also know the answer, no!" Yu Mingyuan said with red eyes: "At this point, they can't afford to lose, and we can't afford to lose even more. Whoever gets in the way will die! That's it!"