The First Order

Countdown to the fifth day.

early morning.

Yesterday's battle was more brutal than expected. The Northwest Army lost 12 positions in one day.

None of the combat troops in these positions were evacuated, they did not want to evacuate themselves, and at the same time, P5092 did not let them evacuate.

P5092 once said to Wang Yun, if every position cannot be beaten and then retreat, where will the other northwestern troops and civilians behind him retreat?

Standing on this line of defense with each other exists to buy time. If they can't beat them, they will use their lives to drag them out.

Just like what P5092 said to Zhang Xiaoman twice: Otherwise, what do you think war is?

War is a battle aimed at destroying the enemy's living strength.

Fortunately, Ji Ziang near the 317 position temporarily changed the road terrain and traversed the mountain on the road of the enemy's mechanized troops in a way that almost exhausted his life. Otherwise, the situation would be even worse.

You must know that the Southwest Forest cannot allow mechanized troops to pass.

Therefore, the mechanized troops of the entire Central Plains are gathered here. The weapons and equipment left to Wang's before the fire are not many, they are all destroyed before they retreat, and a grenade can directly burst the barrel of the tank.

However, Kong Clan and Zhou Clan almost surrendered without a fight. The two consortiums left too much for Wang Clan.

Ji Ziang knew the importance, so he had to help P5092 block these mechanized troops.

At this time, Ji Ziang had collapsed and was lying in the field hospital behind the headquarters, being looked after by nurses.

But P5092 didn't even visit Ji Ziang at the field hospital because he didn't have time.

Time is extremely precious to the Northwest Army at this moment.

There are only five days left, and now the Northwest Army is struggling so hard just to block all the enemy troops, and according to the nonsense, the enemy army has three more troops of similar size attacking.

In the command camp, Wang Yun looked at P5092 and asked, How long do you think the Dawn Line of Defense can last?

P5092 thought for a while and said, Three days, if you are lucky, three days. On the third day, we will start to evacuate to Fortress 178, which is our last battlefield.

Wang Yun knew that P5092 only told the truth, so this Dawn defense line could only defend for three days at most, and only three days if he was lucky.

In the face of a large number of enemies, this does not seem to be an unacceptable answer.

It is said that the Sanshan Defense Line has been defending for three days, and now if the Dawn Defense Line is added to the previous days, it has actually exceeded the defense time of the Sanshan Defense Line.

However, there are still five days left in the countdown, is it the turn of human civilization to perish in the last two days?

P5092 looked at Wang Yun and said, Artificial intelligence has begun to catch up with time. Today is the most critical day. It will definitely come out with something that can crush us. As for whether we can stop it, no one knows. , in the face of artificial intelligence, our fighters don’t even have time to rest.”

At this time, the soldiers on each position fell into extreme exhaustion, and this battle was not the same as before.

In the past, both the enemy and us needed to rest,

Therefore, even if the time is not easy to allocate, there is always time to sleep. During the war, at least four hours of rest every day can be guaranteed. If the battle is not fierce, you can even sleep for six or eight hours.

But now it's different. The attacks of artificial intelligence seem to be endless, and the position is arranged to change the defense. But the problem is that the sound of the guns is so loud, how can I fall asleep?

Today, some soldiers suddenly fainted while walking, and the quarters immediately dismantled thousands of military uniforms into simple earplugs and distributed them to everyone.

In fact, under normal circumstances, soldiers cannot wear earplugs even if they sleep, because they will not hear the emergency assembly order.

But now there is really no other way, some fighters will really collapse if they don't sleep.

...

The third division led by Zhou Yinglong was stationed here on the 287th high of Xigu Mountain.

The burly talented Zhou Yinglong patrolled the defense line with a sad face. At this time, the 287 Heights finally ushered in a rare rest time, and the enemy finally receded like a tide.

It is said that the retreat of the enemy army is a good thing, but Zhou Yinglong knew that it was not easy. The enemy army had sufficient soldiers and equipment, and there was no reason to suddenly retreat at this time, so something must have happened.

The adjutant followed Zhou Yinglong to patrol the position. He followed behind Zhou Yinglong and said, Master, you'd better go to sleep. I calculated the time. You must have 30 hours without sleeping.

Zhou Yinglong said calmly, Why do you need to sleep for a long time before you are alive, you must sleep for a long time after you die, and there will be more opportunities to sleep in the future.

The adjutant froze for a moment, but did not answer.

The 287 high ground is full of craters several meters deep. Some shells hit, and even the trenches can be destroyed.

When it was time to eat, the soldiers of the Northwest Army sat in the trenches, holding their aluminum lunch boxes and carefully eating two bites.

Everyone feels hungry, heartburn and stomach, but they have no appetite.

They killed too many people, and saw their comrades being blown to pieces by their side.

But there is no way, if they want to continue the war, they have to eat.

Chewing delicious meals in the past was like eating wax. Soldiers could only chew mechanically. These were veterans. They were able to overcome their discomfort and keep themselves fit for battle.

Zhou Yinglong looked at each soldier, and everyone's pupils were shrunk like the tip of a needle, and each one was like a ghost.

Prolonged tense emotions cause everyone's nerves to be tense, and these emotions will directly affect the pupils.

So unlike a work of art, in a real war, everyone looks like a ghost.

No one is innocent, and no one is absolutely wrong.

However, at this moment, the adjutant beside Zhou Yinglong suddenly said, Master, look outside the defense line!

Outside the 287 highland, Zhou Yinglong saw black clouds drifting over the horizon.

This dark cloud is extremely fast, as if in the blink of an eye, they can get a lot closer.

It wasn't a real dark cloud. Zhou Yinglong took out his high-powered military binoculars and looked at it, only to see densely packed wings flapping and countless birds converging together.

Swan geese, cuckoos, orioles, wild ducks.

Zhou Yinglong suddenly realized that these birds have one characteristic in common, that is, they are all migratory birds.

It is autumn now, and these migratory birds should have flown to the south to prepare for the winter, but they suddenly turned back to the northwest.

As everyone knows, artificial intelligence has found the best way to control birds. It only needs to find the habitats that migratory birds must pass through.

Not far from Wang's No. 61 barrier, there is a wetland suitable for birds to stop midway, and there are eight or nine such migratory habitats in the entire Central China.

The migratory birds rested briefly in the habitat, where they briefly fed and drank, before being controlled by artificial intelligence and never able to fly south again.

Zhou Yinglong saw that in the sky, there was a huge falcon flying towards the dark cloud on his side, and the speed was extremely fast like an electric shot.

At first, the majestic falcon rushed into the dark clouds, and it broke up the forwards of the flock. However, the next moment, the birds in the flock circled the falcon as if it had a division of labor, and swept its feather wings around. Wings are taken down one by one.

In the blink of an eye, the falcon turned into a mass of energy and disappeared above the sky.

Earlier, Hassan, the falcon, had made great achievements in the northwest, but it was somewhat useless in the face of absolute numbers.

Zhou Yinglong looked at the distant sky and sighed: Wake up all the soldiers, load up the ammunition, we are going to fight a tough battle.

Judging from the direction from which the dark clouds came, 287 Heights was probably the first position to be attacked by air.

When artificial intelligence attacked Ren Xiaosu, Zhou Yingxue, and Yang Xiaojin yesterday, Zhou Yinglong knew that the enemy was intending to divide Xigu Mountain, so he would use this place first.

Unexpectedly, the other party came with a more direct attack today.

This is what P5092 speculates as the attack that AI uses to overwhelm the Dawn Line today.

Zhou Yinglong couldn't even judge how many birds there were. After the catastrophe, the mutated birds gathered together, and it looked like a terrifying natural disaster that stretched for several kilometers.

On the 287 high ground, the heavy machine guns all adjusted their shooting angles. They were originally aimed at the foot of the mountain, but now they are all padded with sandbags and raised towards the sky.

Not only heavy machine guns, but also on such an important high ground as 287, there are also big killers such as close-up guns.

All the soldiers held their breaths and waited for the birds to approach. Zhou Yinglong said with emotion, I'm completely useless for my abilities...

Zhou Yinglong's ability is to summon a wild boar, but no matter how powerful the wild boar is, it can't hold back the birds in the sky.

When the flock of birds was finally about to reach the sky above 287 Heights, Zhou Yinglong ordered to open fire!

In the early morning, the bullets of the heavy machine gun shot into the sky like red-hot red pills in a trajectory visible to the naked eye. However, it was amazing that when the heavy machine gun roared, the birds that were originally condensed were separated. a few gaps.

And these gaps are precisely where the heavy machine gun bullets will hit the birds.

These gaps where the birds are separated are very precise, and there is no trace of excess.

However, the rate of fire of bullets is still much faster than that of flying birds. Even if artificial intelligence has a prediction of the ballistic trajectory, it cannot avoid all of them.

However, Zhou Yinglong had a bad idea in his heart, because the result of this round of attacks was significantly lower than he expected.

If there is only such a small hit rate, I am afraid that the ammunition of the entire 287 Heights will not be able to kill these birds.

Then, what the 287 Highland has to face next is to be submerged by this dark flock of birds.

Not only Highland 287, but also the second echelon defense line in the rear!

Shoot a salvo with close-range artillery! Zhou Yinglong ordered.

The high ground roared as if it would shake everyone's lungs out.

The firing preparation of the close-range artillery is more than that of the machine gun. When the cannonball broke through the sound barrier in the gun barrel and sprayed out, the dark clouds circling in the sky suddenly opened a hole more than three meters wide, and the cannonball came from here. The hole penetrated directly through the flock of birds.

In the middle of the salvo of the close-range artillery, Zhou Yinglong quietly ordered the soldiers to take out the cloud bombs behind the bunker, trying to punish the birds by means of high temperature and hypoxia.

However, even though the soldier's movements were concealed, the flock of birds still avoided the trajectory of the cloud bomb in advance.

The warhead can't trigger the fuze inside the projectile without touching the object, and the technology level of the Northwest is not enough to support them to create a missile that can be remotely tracked.

Immediately afterwards, even the enemy ground forces that had retreated before began to attack Hill 287 again.

Moreover, together with the large-caliber howitzer that the enemy had not used on Height 287 before, there was also the appearance of the large-caliber howitzer, which showed that the passage of the mechanized troops near the 317 position had been opened, and the enemy who had retreated before seemed to be the way to evacuate.

In the midst of the clamor, Zhou Yinglong sighed inwardly, and Xigu Mountain might not be able to hold back anymore.

The adjutant whispered: Master, do you want to withdraw, we can't hold it.

Zhou Yinglong took a deep breath and said with a smile: You don't know how cold-blooded the boy in charge of command is now. He won't let us withdraw... Besides, I don't want to withdraw.

Master, don't you want to go back to Fort 178 to see your family again?

Zhou Yinglong said: When the war is won, my comrades take my big molars back and put them under the bronze bell in the square, and I will go back naturally.

An hour later, the flock of birds flooded Hill 287 and began to fly towards the second echelon defense line behind Hill 287.

Zhang Jinglin, who was busy in the field hospital, suddenly received the news of Zhou Yinglong's death. He was silent for a while with mixed feelings in his heart, then wiped his hands and picked up another wounded.

The three words Zhou Yinglong fell into his heart like a small pebble, only a circle of ripples, and then there was no fluctuation.

After all the wounded were sent to the operating room, Zhang Jinglin silently walked out of the porch of the field hospital, stood alone at the door, lit a cigarette, and looked in the direction of Height 287.

War is like this, time is too tight, and there is not much time to cherish.

After Zhang Jinglin took over the highest military command, he did not sit idle. He chose to come to the field hospital to be a veteran medical soldier. It seemed that this was the time he most fulfilled and missed.

This change of identity surprised many people, but Wang Fengyuan, who knew Zhang Jinglin best, understood that the two biggest wishes of the other party were actually to be a good medical soldier or a teacher.

...

In the commander-in-chief's tent, news of the fall of one position after another came. The bird colony in the sky seemed to have really become a heavyweight killer that overwhelmed the Dawn defense line.

The atmosphere in the camp was extremely low, and one bad news after another seemed to be trying to crush them, and they kept coming.

If at this speed, I am afraid that it will not be until tomorrow, and the Dawn defense line will completely collapse.

Wang Yun suddenly said to P5092: Your heartbeat hasn't changed much, and your body temperature hasn't changed. Don't you worry about the line of defense at all? The combat staff also asked the young marshal just now, and the young marshal said that he is not very good for now. means to deal with these flocks.

Wang Yun's implication is that their biggest support is now helpless.

Ren Xiaosu is not omnipotent, all his thank you coins are used to buy proficiency stones to increase the proficiency of Daxing Northwest, and even the stock of popping poker that was drawn before was also used when responding to Qing Zhen.

Therefore, he has no good way to deal with the enemy in the air.

Wang Yun's ability to manipulate the air is good, but his ability as an extraordinary person is not outstanding. What he is more powerful is still the ability to remember and organize and analyze.

P5092 glanced at Wang Yun: Wait.

In this command camp, it seems that only P5092 is left with no worries.

Wang Yun was puzzled: What are you waiting for?

Wait for the rain to come, P5092 said. In the morning, I felt that the weather turned cold instantly, indicating that the cold front from the north has arrived here, and the first autumn rain is coming.

Wang Yun didn't ask any more questions, but he still didn't understand, what impact could the rain have on these birds?

On position 141, Luo Lan, Zhou Qi, Qing Zhen, and Xu Gu were having breakfast around the bonfire.

The surrounding Northwest Army soldiers have entered the trenches one after another. As the second echelon of the defense line, they have been notified that the enemy has broken through the first echelon and is about to arrive.

All are sinking into despair because they all know what's going on on the front lines.

Perhaps the former friends and comrades in arms will never be seen again in the future.

The tense atmosphere was spreading on the ground, but Luo Lan and the others looked relaxed.

Luo Lan specifically asked the infantry brigade on the 141st position to get a heavy machine gun and issued it to his twelve heroic spirits. At this time, those glittering heroic spirits were standing on the edge of the defense line, intending to fight side by side with the Northwest Army.

The sky darkened, the wind from the northeast began to pour back into the mountains, and the bonfire swayed.

Suddenly, a large black cloud floated out from behind the hill in front, and the flock of birds was crossing the pass on the top of the mountain, heading for the 141 position.

Zhou Qi looked at the sky above his head silently, and after a long time he said, I'm a little convinced of P5092 now.

Qing Zhen nodded.

Qing Zhen, who is also a military genius, naturally understood Zhou Qi's subtext in seconds.

When P5092 asked Zhou Qi to come to the 141 position by name, they didn't quite know what the other party wanted Zhou Qi to do.

After all, although position 141 is located at the forefront of the second echelon and is the enemy's first attack target, the problem is that there is no river here, and even a small stream cannot be seen. What role can Zhou Qi play?

At that time, P5092 only said that Zhou Qi would understand when he arrived.

It seems that the other party is not worried about the failure of the plan at all, and even the weather is in the other party's calculation.

After the cold front moves south, the clouds in the sky quickly condense into water vapor when cooled, and then the water vapor continues to condense and form water droplets.

Above the sky, a drop of crystal clear water was leaving the clouds, swaying and falling to the ground, and fell into the soil beside Zhou Qi's feet with a clatter, splashing a slight earthy smell.

The rain is really coming.

Zhou Qi turned around and slowly walked towards the edge of the defense line. The fine raindrops in the sky fell faster and faster, gradually pulling up a majestic rain curtain above everyone's heads.

However, just as the flock of birds was about to approach the 141 position, the drizzle in the sky was like a sky of stars and sharp swords.

The soldiers were all in the trenches.

Luo Lan, Qing Zhen, and Xu Hsu waited behind the line of defense.

Zhou Qi was the only one who faced the surging flock of birds, suddenly opened his palm, and his eyes were already blue.

Suddenly, the raindrops were suddenly stretched into needles by invisible force, and they were all invincible.

Millions of rain needles fell like thunder, directly piercing the flock of birds that stretched for several kilometers.

Rain, blood, feathers, and the corpses of birds fell to the ground mixed together. The birds seemed to want to retreat to the rear, but it was too late to retreat now.

Zhou Qi was already a demigod after the first battle in the mud sand field.

There was some sadness in Luo Lan's eyes, because he knew that this was the last gift of the third child.

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