After the private conversation between Kang Dinghuang and Rumeini ended, the private armed forces led by Yu Mingyuan once again stormed the mountainous area for twenty minutes.
For a small-scale military conflict, twenty minutes is really enough to determine victory or defeat, not to mention that the number of attackers on Yu Mingyuan's side far exceeds that of the defensive forces in the mountainous area.
…
Next to Yade County, a helicopter landed at a safe location, and Anze City rushed to the scene with more than a dozen soldiers.
"Uncle!"
"General An!"
"...!"
Yu Mingyuan and others greeted him.
Anzecheng nodded to everyone and asked softly: "How is the situation on the battlefield?"
"Zhou Xian has been suffocated to death." Yu Mingyuan immediately replied: "Our people are outflanking up the mountain and have blocked their retreat route. The helicopter is hovering over Zhou Xian's head, and he can't escape."
Anzecheng looked at the mountainous area where gunfire was chaotic with his hands behind his back, paused and asked: "Where is the regiment on the opposite side?"
"The peripheral reconnaissance troops reported back that their four regiments were stationary outside the Yade jurisdiction. After two rounds of blocking, the helicopter formation also retreated from behind the mountain." Yu Mingyuan frowned and said: "This bastard
Egg is desperate."
"Go up the mountain and get the people down," Anzecheng pointed to the ground and said, "I'll wait here."
"yes!"
Yu Mingyuan replied, turned around, took the body armor and shouted: "The rest of you, follow me!"
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In the mountainous area.
A Warhammer telephone officer, holding military communication equipment in his right hand, was lying in a pit and kept shouting: "Headquarters! Headquarters! Please answer...!"
Next to him, Zhou Xian had run out of bullets and ran over and yelled: "You haven't contacted me yet?!"
"No...no!" The officer shook his head in horror: "The signal is still there, but our channel seems to be locked, and there is no way to communicate directly with friendly forces."
Zhou Xian swallowed, and immediately took out his phone and took a look. He saw that the signal grid symbol was an x.
It’s over!
An extremely bad premonition grew in Zhou Xian's heart again.
Before coming to Yade County, Zhou Xian and Rumeini had separate deployments. At the Warhammer Command, at least four regiments were reserved in advance specifically to support this side.
But it has been more than forty minutes since the battle, and Zhou Xian has not even seen the most mobile reconnaissance unit. Is this normal?
So far, only one helicopter formation has arrived at the battlefield, conducted two rounds of blocking, and then claimed that it was out of ammunition and wanted to go back to resupply.
Is this normal?!
Zhou Xian's brain was in chaos. Although the information he knew so far did not allow him to guess what happened at the Warhammer Command, he could still think clearly that the troops had not come to support for a long time, which might be aimed at him.
Silence, after a short silence, Zhou Xian immediately said to the call officer: "Come here, come here!"
"What's the matter, sir?"
"Give me your clothes, hurry up!" Zhou Xian dragged the other person to behind a big tree and shouted urgently.
The call officer swallowed and immediately took off his military uniform.
At the foot of the mountain, cannons were rolling, gunfire was fierce, and the hostile armed forces launched a general attack again, reaching the hillside and entering the dense forest area.
Zhou Xian took over the telephone officer's uniform and put it on himself eagerly. Then he picked up the disabled military communicator and said, "You don't have to follow me. You can break out of the encirclement."
The telephone officer was stripped down to only a pair of boxer briefs, and he nodded numbly: "Yes... I broke out with other troops."
While talking, Zhou Xian carried the communication equipment, turned around and ran towards the side of the mountain.
"Zhou...Sir Zhou!"
At this moment, a dozen people ran over, led by the battalion-level officer sent by Warhammer: "Wait a minute!"
Zhou Xian turned back to look at the other person, sweating on his forehead and frowning.
"Sir, sir!"
The battalion-level officer ran over with a gun and more than a dozen people, shouting urgently: "Break through from behind. I have ordered a company to open the hole. There are only a few people there to surround and encircle. We can fight out."
"
Zhou Xian glanced at him: "Have you contacted the headquarters?"
"No, we haven't made contact." The battalion-level officer stepped forward: "Let's break out, and rush out first."
Zhou Xian looked at him and took a step back unconsciously.
"Snapped!"
The battalion-level officer reached out and grabbed Zhou Xian's wrist: "Let's go, sir!"
Zhou Xian turned around and glanced at the others, but suddenly he got angry and hit the officer on the head with the communicator.
"Bang!"
The battalion-level officer raised his arm to cover himself. Zhou Xian immediately drew his gun and stretched out his hand to take the opponent hostage.
"Hoola la!"
Four or five Warhammer soldiers, who had been on guard for a long time, pounced on Zhou Xian at the same time.
"boom!"
The gunshot rang out, and one soldier was shot through the arm by Zhou Xian, but the other soldiers had already pinned him to the tree trunk.
"What are you going to do?!" Zhou Xian roared furiously.
The battalion-level officer pulled out the military spike from his waist, looked at Zhou Xian and swallowed: "He... they came for you. If you... stay here, my brothers and I can survive."
"It's betrayal for you to step on the horse!" Zhou Xian shouted angrily.
The battalion-level officer walked towards Zhou Xian with his knife in hand and replied in a hoarse voice: "You also betrayed the Xue family, didn't you?! If you think about them... maybe we don't come to this ghost place."
Zhou Xian was stunned.
"Pfft!"
The battalion-level officer stabbed Zhou Xian in the chest with a knife. The military thorn, which was more than ten centimeters long, penetrated directly and the tip of the knife was nailed to the tree trunk.
"Well……!"
There was a gasping sound in Zhou Xian's mouth and nose. He stared at his chest with wide eyes and a dull expression.
"No... don't draw the knife, sir." The battalion officer looked at him and slowly backed away: "If you pull out the knife, you will die immediately."
After saying that, the battalion-level officer turned around and ran away: "Withdraw, notify the troops to retreat!"
In the mountainous area where the cold wind roared, a large number of Warhammer soldiers followed their battalion commander all the way up the mountain. Zhou Xian was nailed to a tree by a military spike, and no one stopped around him.
In less than a minute, Yu Mingyuan and others from down the mountain came up. One of the scouts found Zhou Xian in the woods: "This way, Zhou Xian is over here!"
"Tap!"
There was a sound of footsteps, and Yu Mingyuan led someone to run over. He looked up and down at Zhou Xian who was nailed to the tree: "...What are you doing? Self-salvation, Commander Zhou?!"
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Inside Warhammer Command.
Rumeini stood at the window, staring blankly at the outdoor scenery.
The chief of staff came over, lay in Rumeini's ear and said: "It's all done, no one will know, General."
Rumeini turned around: "The four regiments turned around and rushed to support Bana City."
"Yes!" the chief of staff saluted.
Mountain.
An Zecheng stepped up to Zhou Xian, pointed at him with a gloomy face and said, "You horse-riding man, look at how stupid you are, I don't even have a chance to capture you alive!"