In a very hidden command post in the mountains near the border between Longcheng and Laomo.
This is the highest command post of the Anze Military Department at this time. Since the defeat of Longcheng, Anze City himself secretly moved here and has been staying here for nearly five days.
The purpose of setting up the command post here is also very obvious. The location is very good, and you can observe the real-time situation of Lao Mo and the two battlefields of Longcheng.
Anzecheng sat in his room and made phone calls for five or six minutes before finally walking out.
The place he was in was a lounge, and outside was the command center. The core generals of the An department were gathered around the sand table, discussing in low voices.
Seeing Anzecheng coming out, his chief of staff immediately walked over and said to him: "Commander, Commander Tan just called."
Anzecheng immediately asked: "What's the matter?"
The chief of staff replied: "Longcheng's side is in very short supply of supplies, including medical supplies, combat readiness supplies, as well as food and water. Tan Mingchao's troops alone have already urged them several times."
An Zecheng nodded: "I was just about to tell him about this. You answer Lao Tan's call for me and I'll talk to him."
"good!"
Two minutes later, the call was connected. Anzecheng took the microphone and said to Tan Hengqiang: "The matter of supplies is like this..."
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Inside Dragon City, in the non-occupied area, inside a dilapidated building.
In one of the rooms, Tan Mingchao was wearing an ordinary soldier's uniform and a military coat, sleeping directly on the floor with cold sweat on his forehead. He had been resting for about two hours.
Outside the window, the originally violent gunshots were gradually getting smaller.
Tan Mingchao opened his eyes, stood up slowly, put on his military coat, yawned slightly, and asked with a pale face: "Why is the gunfire outside so weak?"
Outside the open door, a guard commander wearing only a company commander's uniform heard the sound, stepped in, and said to him: "The battle on Shangfang Street is over, and the enemy has withdrawn."
"Ahem..."
Tan Mingchao nodded and suddenly coughed violently.
The head of the guard immediately turned his head and shouted outside: "Get some water quickly!"
Outside the door, a guard ran over. His lips were chapped and his face was sallow. He said with some embarrassment: "Captain, I didn't get the water back..."
The head of the guard stared at him and shouted at him: "Didn't I just tell you to go to Building 4 to get some water? Why are you moving so slowly?"
"Can't get it." The guard shook his head: "We have already been to Building 4, and the water there has been cut off. The brothers are searching nearby to see if there is any other drinking water."
Hearing this, the head of the guard yelled angrily: "You idiot, when will the supplies come?"
Tan Mingchao was dormant in Dragon City, conducting remote control command, which had been going on for many days. Under the fierce war of attrition and already brutal offensive and defensive battles, their supplies were consumed very quickly, and most of the troops now had no supplies.
It's broken and I'm trying to figure out how to solve it myself.
At the same time, in the direction of Area 1, after they took control of the occupied area, they immediately cut off the water, electricity and material circulation here, without giving Tan Mingchao and the others the slightest chance, just to force them to withdraw from Longcheng.
However, except for a few scattered soldiers, none of the troops led by Tan Mingchao left the battlefield privately at or above the platoon level, and they were all resisting!
Who knows, what cruel battles and living conditions these soldiers experienced during this period.
Including Tan Mingchao himself, he had had a fever for more than two days and had no medicine or supplies. The supplies they carried had long been exhausted in the battle.
All the resistance forces in Longcheng are now fighting under such conditions. The conditions are so difficult that ordinary people cannot even imagine them.
"Lao Yu, forget it..." Hearing his guard captain scolding him, Tan Mingchao waved his hand and said, "Go to Lao Chai. He has painkillers over there. You can help me get two, and I'll ride on the horse."
My whole body aches. Also, after the battle on Shangfang Street, notify the troops there to conduct a second rotation. Pull down the people above and let them search for available supplies in the back."
"yes!"
The head of the guard immediately ordered to go down.
"Dip Lingling!"
As soon as Tan Mingchao finished speaking, his personal mobile phone rang. He glanced at the incoming call and answered the call: "Hello? Ahem..."
Hearing the violent coughing, Xin Xiaodong's voice rang on the phone, caring in a slightly teasing tone: "What's the matter, Mr. Tan? Your voice sounds unhealthy?"
"Fart, I'm very good." Tan Mingchao tightened his military coat and said immediately: "I just had hot pot and the seasoning was too salty."
Xin Xiaodong smiled and said: "I just appreciate your optimistic attitude and your ability to brag at any time! Okay, don't carry it around. I've heard about the situation over there. There's no water or electricity, right? You
Come to my place, I still have some in stock!"
Tan Mingchao frowned and couldn't help but ask: "That's nonsense! What if two commanders are together and they are picked up by others?"
However, Xin Xiaodong insisted: "Come when I ask you to come, there must be a reason! Come over quickly!"
When Tan Mingchao heard this, he was a little confused and didn't know what kind of medicine this guy was selling in his gourd. But after thinking about it, he said, "Okay, then I'll go, what are you going to entertain me with?"
Xin Xiaodong said jokingly: "My soldiers just found three kilograms of dog food in the pet store. It's seafood-flavored. Each of us will get half of it."
Tan Mingchao smiled and said, "Okay, you wait for me."
After hanging up the phone, he ordered to his guard captain: "Let's go, we are going to run away and find Xin Xiaodong."
The head of the guard group said with some worry: "Why do the two commanders need to be together? Is it possible?"
"Who knows what orders he has received!" Tan Mingchao waved his hand: "But Xin Xiaodong has no rules and regulations. He will not be able to deny food to anyone. Let's go and find him."
"yes!"
…
At the same time, in a hidden position near Bana City.
Liming Sheng is hiding here, and his recent job is to resettle the refugees from Dragon City heading to Bana City.
He walked out of his tent, turned around and told Li Yuan who was standing outside: "Notify the administrative department of Bana City that we are entering the city now."
Li Yuan was a little surprised and couldn't help but ask: "Aren't you unwilling to go to the city?"
Liming Sheng was silent for a moment, and then sighed slowly: "Oh, it's not as good as a day's work, and he can mobilize me now."
Li Yuan smiled when he heard this, guessed what was going on, and said softly: "Okay, then I will make arrangements."
After Liming Sheng escaped from Longcheng, although he was helping refugees resettle in Bana City, he was determined not to go in.
In his opinion, the defeat of Dragon City and the large number of refugees who left their hometowns and took refuge in Bana City were all the fault of the administrative unit, and he, Liming Sheng, was responsible.
Therefore, he does not want to go into the city. This is the last breath of strength for this old man. But now things have changed, and he has no choice but to go in.
…
Six hours later, in Bana City, inside the War Materials Control Department building.
Throughout the building, nearly six to seven hundred staff members are working overtime to deal with the work at hand.
In the office, the newly appointed director of the Control Department took the newly printed document and handed it to his secretary, and ordered him: "Send it to the Third Division Distribution Department immediately and prepare according to the list! Quick!"
"yes!"
After a while, the secretary hurried into the Control Department of the Third Division with the documents and handed the documents to the minister here.
The minister quickly gave instructions on the document, then called the leader of his material allocation team and handed the document to him: "Quick, go and handle it!"
"clear!"
The team leader took this document and walked into his office. At this time, there were almost twenty members in the office, waiting here.
"Snapped!"
The team leader put the document on the whiteboard next to it with a magnet, pointed at it and said: "Prepare it according to the material list! Prepare to contact the units receiving the materials! Hurry!"
More than 20 staff members immediately gathered around and took a look.
…
At the same time, the Bana City Administrative Office.
The Administrative Hospitality Office received a notice that Anze City was about to enter the city to receive war preparation supplies. It requested Bana City to prepare security measures in advance.
The administrative office immediately notified the local police superintendent and passed on the document.
…
Another eight hours passed, and Lao Mo was waiting for the planning area.
At a location arranged by District 1, Yuan Biao received a call from Lu Zhen: "I have an idea. Get ready. I will arrange for someone to contact you right away."
"Understood." Yuan Biao nodded and hung up the phone.