The Divine Eye for Appreciating Treasures: Starting from Escape from Northern Myanmar

The atmosphere in the temporary command post was solemn and full of expectation.

Guan Guanghui, Bai Yi, Zheng Guoqiang and other core members had already been waiting here, their eyes revealing perseverance and determination.

The commanders who had fought side by side in Akbang are now gathered together, including Lei Bing. His figure is still upright, with an unyielding light flashing in his eyes.

The only absent person is Wu Ming, who still stays in Akbang, responsible for the development of cutting-edge technologies such as drones. His absence does not mean being forgotten, but that he is needed there.

When Zhang Fan appeared at the door, everyone stood up at the same time and saluted him in unison.

This is not only a respect for the superior, but also a deep respect for the leader who once led them through storms and created brilliance.

Zhang Fan saluted back with a smile, and his calmness and confidence seemed to calm people's hearts instantly.

Now that the boss is here, everyone feels relieved.

Zhang Fan slowly walked to his seat and sat down, his eyes scanning these former brothers one by one, an indescribable warmth and pride welling up in his heart.

"Tell us what you think of Wagner." Zhang Fan's voice was steady and powerful, breaking the silence in the room.

This question is not only a discussion about the current situation, but also an exchange of the heart. I want to know whether everyone's faith and determination are still firm after going through so much.

Guan Guanghui spoke first. His analysis was clear and to the point. Wagner was now like a frightened bird, and the choice he would make depended on Xia Hun.

Bai Yi followed closely behind. He had a unique point of view and proposed to impose severe punishment after taking the benefits.

Zheng Guoqiang is more focused on the practical perspective. He and Wagner are mortal enemies and must be eliminated.

As an experienced veteran, Lei Bing's speech is full of the weight of history and profound insights into the future.

Everyone shared their views without reservation, and the air was filled with the collision of wisdom and passion.

Zhang Fan listened quietly, nodding from time to time, pondering from time to time, with both approval and thought in his eyes.

The general opinion is to make Wagner lose the ability to launch subsequent strikes.

This is a powerful opponent and we cannot let him go, otherwise there will be trouble in the future.

"Boss, what do you mean?"

Everyone has expressed their opinions, and it is Zhang Fan's turn to express his opinion.

Zhang Fan kept his eyes on the map.

"We have an opening to the west. This opening is very narrow and has been occupied by us. If we leave the opening and let Wagner pass through here, they will have to go through a long corridor before they can reach the next boarding point. This side is the key defense area of ​​the Western Allied Forces."

Zhang Fan spoke, pointing at the map.

"If Wagner wants to leave, we can let them go here."

As soon as Zhang Fan said this, Zheng Guoqiang stood up and said, "What if the Western coalition forces don't attack? What if they let Wagner leave?"

this is a problem.

"The west is heading towards Europe. Regardless of whether they fight or not, they have to pass through the European defense zone, which means these people can't go back."

Guan Guanghui actually thought of something.

"Many people in the country lobbied and offered a lot of benefits, 30 billion, to let Wagner go back."

Zhang Fan smiled.

Everyone was stunned. Those people were really willing to do that.

Since Wagner wants to go back, just give them an opening and let them go back and see if they have a chance to go back.

Xia Hun will open this gap, and it will depend on their luck and whether God will bless them.

"Those people in China are really good at..."

Guan Guanghui didn't know how to describe this group of people.

After some discussion, Xia Hun finally came up with a final plan and began to implement it.

In Wagner's command center, Barchev sat under the dim light, his brows furrowed, his eyes revealing deep thought.

His fingers tapped lightly on the table, making a rhythmic sound, as if it was a reflection of his inner anxiety.

There was a map spread out in front of him, with the narrow passage and the distant port marked on it. Every mark was like a heavy burden weighing on his heart.

He knew very well that this decision not only concerned his own destiny, but also the life and death of every brother who followed him.

To go or not to go? This question kept circling in his mind, like a spell that he couldn't get rid of.

If they choose to take this path, they will face endless difficulties and dangers.

The area controlled by the Western coalition forces is full of uncertainty and hostility, and they may encounter ambushes, shelling, or even worse.

And even if they managed to reach the port, would the waiting ship be reliable? And could they avoid all the dangers and obstacles on their way across Europe?

However, if you choose not to leave, it means the failure of the negotiations.

Xia Hun's group is likely to block their way again or even launch a more violent attack.

In that case, they will be trapped here, unable to move, and death will be waiting for them.

Barchev closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and tried to calm his inner turmoil.

He understood that this decision required him to calm down and analyze the situation rationally rather than being swayed by emotions.

He opened his eyes again and looked at the map with a determined gaze.

Start carefully analyzing every possible route, every possible risk and opportunity.

He knew that he had to find a balance, a plan that would ensure their safe evacuation and allow them to return home smoothly.

As time passed, the atmosphere in the command center became increasingly tense.

Everyone was waiting for Balchev's decision. They knew that this decision would determine their life, death and future.

Finally, Barchev stood up, with a determined look in his eyes.

He had made up his mind that he would lead his brothers through the narrow passage to the distant port.

No matter how difficult the road ahead is, no matter how many dangers and challenges they will face, he will keep going unswervingly.

Because this is their only way to survive and their hope to return home.

Go home! Go home with your brothers!

Since Xia Hun will not actively attack him, with one less enemy, he just needs to guard against the Western coalition forces. Once he has caught his breath, he must teach these people a profound lesson!

Now Wagner is withdrawing from the battle for Phoenix, as there is no longer a place for them to stay here.

After fighting for so long and doing things that were done for others, Barchev was still very unwilling.

It was because of the failure of the Akbon War that Wagner lost so much business, and he was assassinated by the Western Allied Forces. Otherwise, this place would always belong to Wagner!

The team began to retreat quietly and orderly!