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"The smell is wrong!" Fatty frowned as he watched the blood shadow mecha group walking slowly on the farsighted device. The disappearance of the two armored battalions made him realize that things did not seem to be under his complete control, and because of this, he felt an inexplicable threat.
The blood shadow mecha regiment continued to advance, and the 120 mechas of the front team had already crossed the Lorenzo No. 5 bridge. The convoy in the middle is passing by one after another.
"Colonel!" Seeing that the blood shadow mecha group was about to enter the ambush area, Colt couldn't help asking: "Will you fight?"
The fat man didn't answer, he looked at the electronic sand table silently, his brain was like a machine running at high speed, a pair of fat hands were typing quickly on the keyboard, deduction steps were flipped one after another on the screen, and the icons were deduced one by one, like The bubbles that emerged from the bottom of the lake appeared on the electronic sand table.
"I want to defeat each of them" In the headquarters of the Northern League in the central city, next to Selwall, a black and thin middle-aged man gently pressed on the electronic map with his slender and strong fingers In the town of Puro, there was a playful smile on the dark and angular face: "The solid shell and sharp weapon are used to protect the softest core, but you don't understand, when you can only see the enemy When you have a weapon in your hand, you can't win this battle! Do you really think I will only send so few troops to attack?"
In the combat command room, the bustling military staff are busy in their respective posts, communicating, collecting battle situations, sand table deduction, and issuing orders People come and go without touching the ground.
Occasionally, the eyes of the staff officers would involuntarily fall on the middle-aged man in front of the huge electronic map. Without exception, all eyes were full of respect and admiration, as well as a trace of uncontrollable excitement¡ªat this point in the battle, Ferle, the military master of the North Alliance, finally took action himself.
Those bandits in Puro Town would not know that among their opponents, the one with the deepest command skills was not Therlwall, the commander-in-chief of the Northern Alliance Armed Forces, nor Colonel Chuck of the Seuss Armored Regiment, but this silent young man. The taciturn Chief of Staff of the Northern Alliance Armed Forces!
If those bandits who think they are powerful are still intoxicated by the record of annihilating the first assault regiment with 120 mechas, then there is no doubt that what awaits them will be a tragic failure¡ªanyone who doesn¡¯t understand Erle has already paid the price.
At the age of sixteen, he entered the Lane Army Command Academy as a military exchange student between the Siliak Federation and the Lane Republic. After five years, graduated with the first place! At the age of twenty-eight, he became the youngest major general of the Siliak Federation with military merits. Before breaking away from the Siliak Federation, he had commanded a total of nineteen large and small battles, and achieved eight total annihilation of opponents, six defeats and two super records of winning more with less.
And for the remaining three times, under the desperate attack of the enemy's superior forces, the defense line he was in charge of was like a copper wall and an iron wall!
This distant cousin of Selwall is a recognized military genius among the survivors of the Nadmiq dynasty! At the beginning, in order to help him break away from the Siliak Federation, the Revival Society sacrificed six senior agents and mobilized eight merchant fleets. Ferle's mysterious defection became the biggest scandal and secret of the Siriac military.
It is no exaggeration to say that if he has served in the Siriak military so far, he would already be a generation of famous generals on the list of famous generals!
His tactical idea is simple, but no one can imitate it - collect and create every point of advantage, and expand it infinitely.
This tactical style requires not only experience, but also a natural calculation talent! When the army under his command appears in front of you, you will feel a bulldozer coming. The huge shovel, in the process of advancing, pushes out a hill, burying you in despair alive!
He is always trying his best silently, and when he makes a move, it must be a fatal thunder blow!
If it is said that the rise of the Northern Commercial Alliance relies on Therlwall's leadership and keen political sense, then the reason why the Northern Commercial Alliance has not been weakened in countless battles has gradually grown! It was relying on Ferle's military talent.
In the previous genre wars, Ferle did not say a single word on specific tactical commands. All combat plans and battlefield command are independently completed by the Northern Alliance Operations Command. Apart from looking at the battle report in an understatement, Selwall does not intervene or give any instructions on strategy and tactics at all
Because he doesn't bother to do it!
? If under the advantages accumulated over decades by Servol's painstaking efforts, and with the support of the Suss Empire army, the Northern Commercial Alliance can't beat the three major factions, and the combat command will be revived.; Upon hearing the news, the fat man's mind went blank, and he was stunned.
These observation points are all "refugees" sent out by the bandit army. They are served by relatives of the bandit army, and they are distributed around all high-grade highways and resource highways within 1,000 kilometers around Puluo Town.
And within 500 kilometers, there are more or less such "refugee" settlements in all areas where mechs can pass. Fatty called this monitoring system the naked eye Skynet. Under such simple and effective monitoring, it is impossible for any large-scale army to approach Puluo Town silently.
Originally, such an observation point should be very safe. The people at the observation point are just ordinary families. In this war-torn era, such refugees can be seen everywhere. Cities, agricultural areas, industrial areas, deep mountains and old forests No one will care about the existence of these people.
If you want to avoid the eyes and ears of these people, unless the army moving towards Puluo Town sends out sharp mechas to massacre all the residents along the way who may expose their whereabouts!
Except for lunatics and demons, Fatty doesn't think any human would do this.
But now, several "refugee" observation points in different observation circles in the same directiondisappeared at the same time!
What disappeared are four refugee observation points along the 60 kilometers of the No. 7 Resource Highway in the east, two refugee observation points in the agricultural area of ??the Kalifu River in the south, two observation points in the Windmill Plain, and the most critical one, the Mishan Mountains. On the only road leading to the back of the Pingqiling Mountains, it is set at an observation point at the pass of Mishan Pass!
Fatty entered the coordinates of these observation points into the electronic sand table. Two lines moving towards Puluo Town appeared on the sand table¡ªin addition to the four arrows, there were two more!
The two enemy armored battalions at the foot of the mountain have completely passed the No. 5 Lourenco River Bridge, and are maintaining a medium speed, advancing southwest. The footsteps of the mechs, the creaking of the tracks on the road, and the roar of the engine are noisy and harsh. The pioneers on the two wings in front of the team almost walked past the bandit soldiers in ambush.
However, the fat man failed to give the order to attack until the enemy passed the ambush circle. Sweating profusely, he stared at the electronic deduction program repeatedly calculating the deduction data again and again. He really couldn't believe that in order not to reveal his whereabouts, the enemy was so insane!
Except for the observation point at the 1760 pass in Mishan, which is a gathering point for a small number of pioneers, most of the other observation points are located next to densely populated refugee gathering areas.
The fat man was trembling all over. He could completely rule out the exposure of the identities of these observation points, so there was only one fact left - the route the enemy was advancing was a road paved by the corpses of ordinary civilians, stained with their blood. Red line!
One will succeed, ten thousand bones will die The opponent is a damn bastard!
The noisy voice is getting smaller and smaller. The North Alliance armored force, walked out of the ambush area.
The bandit mecha fighters who had not been able to wait for Fatty's order gathered from all corners of the lurking, looked at [Ranger] No. 1 who had been silent in the mountain forest at dusk, and looked at each other.
No one knew what happened. These elites from all major schools all set their sights on the natural second person of this group¡ª¡ªWei Jianshan.
Wei Jianshan frowned and walked in front of the fat man's mech, turned over and climbed up Then, he froze there.
Through the canopy, he saw, sitting in front of the central console, when the fat man who was typing on the keyboard quickly raised his head, he saw those confused and angry eyes on his expressionless face!
This is war?
War is by no means a reason to massacre innocents and arbitrarily deprive lives!
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