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Chapter 1270 The blade is cold

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    "Yes, sir." The little leader of the secret society was shocked and lowered his head.  Conan is one of the Red Baron's staunchest confidants, and his words are always true in this team.

    "Okay, after a round of inspection, it's time for us to go back and plan tomorrow's battle." Conan said coldly.  He turned around and walked into the rain alone. The secret society leaders behind him looked at each other and could only follow him with their heads down.

    Returning to the temporary headquarters, which was barely sheltered from the rain, Conan said to the map on the table, "You are all the leaders of each squadron. Tell us what you think of tomorrow's battle."

    "I won't talk about tomorrow's battle for now. I want to talk about today's battle first." A secret society leader whispered, "I think we fell into the opponent's trap. They seemed to know that we were coming, so we attacked this time.  The effect of a surprise attack was not achieved at all. And instead, they took advantage of this to set up ambushes along the way and constantly attack us."

    "You're talking nonsense." Another secret society leader disagreed. "I think our most urgent task at the moment is to join forces with the troops in the southeastern city. In this way, we can form three sides from the north to the east and then to the south.  The force of encirclement. Suppressing the opponent's movement space to the minimum. Without the movement space, they have no room for counterattack, and we can easily defeat them."

    "But the current situation is that the opponent also knows this tactic of ours. In the front, they continue to set up traps to ambush. On the sides and rear, they use continuous interspersed movements to hit our flanks and even the rear. This allows us  The advance has become very difficult. During the battle this afternoon, they relied on a barricade to prevent us from making any progress for four hours." Conan frowned, "I need a solution to this problem."

    The leaders of these militants were somewhat silent, but they realized that they had no better solution other than a violent attack for a while.  And the other party just drags you to death.

    It¡¯s like a boxer who is at a disadvantage. He takes repeated blows but does not fall to the ground. Instead, he sticks to you, hugs you, and prevents you from opening up space to punch.  This back and forth hug consumes most of your energy.  They are unable to fight hard, and they continue to struggle but are unwilling to give in. This is their biggest headache at the moment.

    Conan looked at them and said, "I have an idea."

    "What?" The little leaders of the secret society looked at him.

    "The other side's mercenary troops understand our intentions, so they are strictly guarding us. What they are afraid of is that we will join forces with the troops in the southeastern city. So the tactics they formulated are very targeted, and they are to entangle me endlessly. Like  Like scoundrels, even if they can't defeat us, they still have to hold our legs to prevent us from moving forward." Conan said slowly, "But they are not without weaknesses. Their weakness is the lack of troops. Originally, their numbers are lower than ours, and they are close to us.  After two days of hard fighting, the losses may have been much greater.¡±

    "So, what do you mean, sir?" asked a secret society leader.

    "We took the initiative to evacuate, not inside the city, avoiding the streets. We bypassed their defense line from outside the city, went directly to the southeast to join the troops there, then joined forces and stormed the southeast corner." Conan said slowly.

    "But in this case, haven't we lost the situation of encircling them?" A secret society leader frowned.

    "Yes, overall we have lost the advantage of encircling them, but in the southeastern city area, we have formed a stronger breakthrough advantage." Conan looked at these men and said, "It is equivalent to us attacking from both sides.  The plan is to use heavy troops to break through one point. Remove the front and strengthen one point, and use an absolutely superior force to help our people forcefully break through the southeast corner."

    "It's worth a try, but will their troops blocking us also wait for an opportunity to return to defense?" Another little leader frowned.

    "They won't, so tomorrow we will only leave a small number of people to strengthen the offensive in place. The large group of people will retreat and detour. After three to four hours at most, they will be able to join our troops originally deployed on the southeastern beach.  Then work with them to strengthen the attack on the southeast side, get rid of the entanglement of these mercenaries, and aim directly at Wollman." Conan stared at the map.

    "This is a brilliant idea. We leave some people behind to contain the intercepting troops here. And they will not think that while we are still exchanging fire with them, other people have already strengthened the offensive in the southeastern city. In this way  If so, the fortifications they put up in the city to stop us will be almost meaningless." A militant from the secret society nodded.

    This proposal stimulated these members of the secret society, and they all expressed their opinions on this idea. There was a burst of discussion and dispute in the temporary headquarters.  No one noticed that they announced?The outermost sentry has encountered unexpected events.

    A secret society sentry wearing a raincoat patrolled the surroundings in the heavy rain.  But with such heavy rain, the visibility at night is really low.  He didn't even realize that someone had sneaked up on the guard post behind him.  Cold and wet, the sentry cursed the African weather.  Suddenly there was a flash of lightning in the sky and a thunderclap.

    The sentry suddenly found two shadows in the muddy water on the ground, one was himself, and the other

    The secret society sentry turned around in shock, raised his gun and pointed it behind him, but found no one.  He once thought he was hallucinating. After taking a deep breath, he put down the gun in his hand. After confirming that the surroundings were safe, he continued patrolling with the gun in hand.

    But just when he turned around, a person jumped up from the muddy water behind him. The matte black dagger in his hand suddenly stabbed the sentry at the junction of the back of the head and the cervical spine.  The sharp blade penetrated from the bottom of the back of his head straight into the brain tissue, instantly destroying any motor function in his body.  The sentry was shocked to find that he didn't even have the strength to pull the trigger, so he fell headlong into the muddy water.

    After the sentry died completely, Lin Rui, who was covered in mud and dead leaves and lurking in the muddy water, looked around alertly and made a gesture behind him.  Behind him, Crazy Horse and Yelena followed like ghosts.

    "The headquarters should be there, follow me." Lin Rui whispered.

    "How can you be sure?" Yelena asked strangely.

    Lin Rui whispered, "It was dark all around. They were afraid of exposing their targets and implemented a light control. But their headquarters should be an exception. Although they were well hidden and blocked the light with things, they still could not avoid small  The noise from the power generation equipment. The camp is under blackout. Where else but the headquarters would use a small generator?¡±

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