Chapter 912 No Eternal Enemy

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"Blow up the bridge across the river, take away all ammunition and supplies, and shrink the defense line to the south bank of the Yangtze River."

"Give them the northern suburbs of Wu City."

"The machine guns withdrawn from the front line are deployed along the coast. The Prowler tank weighs more than 100 tons and cannot pass through the ice of the Yangtze River. As long as the enemy infantry and light armor are prevented from rushing across the Yangtze River to build a pontoon bridge, victory is on our side."

"The Stalker Corps harass the enemy's supply lines from the side, and use light armor to raid the enemy's rear."

"Focus on attacking air defense targets. Remember to avoid frontal fire with the enemy, and retreat immediately if one hit fails."

"..."

Although the Northern United Region has a strong air defense force, the air supremacy is ultimately in the hands of the NAC. Even if it is impossible to launch an air strike, it is still possible to maintain a safe distance for high-altitude reconnaissance.

As long as the communication is guaranteed, it is still possible to use the terrain to avoid the main force in the Northern United Area.

Take the initiative to retreat, stretch a net along the river, block the offensive from the Union-controlled area to the city center, and at the same time extend the enemy's strategic depth, and use guerrillas to harass the rear.

Several orders were issued in succession. Under Han Junhua's command, the Second Division's tactics began to change from positional warfare to mobile warfare.

Although the change of command authority caused some confusion at the beginning of the retreat, Han Junhua still kept the chaos to a minimum by relying on his previous command experience.

Seeing the rearranged defense line, even Wang Zhaowu couldn't help admiring. He was worthy of being an officer before the war, and his command was indeed not comparable to that of a wild man like himself.

At the same time, a half-collapsed building in the northern suburbs of Wushi City.

From the appearance, this place is no different from the ruins scattered all over the wasteland, even if you sweep it with a life detection device, you will not find any abnormalities. However, in essence, this place has been transformed into a temporary headquarters by the Northern United Command Area, and Fang Yuanhong, the head of the First Army Corps, even sits here personally.

Since the retreat of the NAC, Fang Yuanhong has been silent while staring at the map on the holographic screen. At this moment, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, which soon turned into a loud laugh.

"……interesting."

Enough of laughing, that resolute face gradually cooled down, shaking his head and talking to himself.

"It seems that this puppet regime called NAC is not all idiots,

Being able to correct strategic mistakes in such a short period of time, and boldly put them into practice... Hey, wouldn't it be—”

Could it be the monster created by that project...

But then Fang Yuanhong shook his head and denied his conjecture.

The spiritual political commissar is the secret weapon of Pan-Asian cooperation, and it is not a rotten street cabbage. And even if a pre-war PAC officer with a psychic commissar is in command, their chances of winning are slim to none.

Want to rely on the Yangtze River to block the armored spearhead of the First Army?

"Hehe, wanderers are not the only ones we can use here." Fang Yuanhong shook his head with a smile, and turned his gaze to the door of the headquarters.

There, stood a dark green figure.

With a burly body like an orc, and muscles like marble blocks agitating, no one can doubt its physique capable of hand-to-hand combat with Death Claw. In this world of ice and snow, it was only wearing a thin piece of leather armor, and its amber pupils exuded a bloodthirsty and fierce light.

It is a mutant, belonging to a mutant tribe that once migrated north from Wanghai City.

The Northern Union didn't mind coming together with anyone in order to win.

Even if they are not human at all.

...

Outside the fishbone base, a unique car parked at the gate of the base.

The door opened, and a middle-aged man got out of the car with his driver and two bodyguards. The four raised their hands above their heads, indicating that there was no hostility. Two NAC sentries at the gate stepped forward, took away their weapons and sub-crystals, and then led them into the base.

In the reception room on the outer floor of the base, Jiang Chen met the middle-aged man indirectly.

"Hello, respected Marshal NAC, my name is Lu Minghui, the bishop of the Twilight Church branch. Here, on behalf of all the believers in the Shangjing Diocese of the Twilight Church, I offer you my highest respect." Maintaining the utmost humility, Lu Minghui bowed to Jiang Chen and said .

Evening Church originated in Lanzhou. However, there is no room for two tigers on one mountain, and after losing the battle in the Northern United Area, the Twilight Church had no choice but to relocate. Some of them headed east, while others went down the Han River.

Religion is such a troublesome thing. The more suffering it experiences, the more blind its believers will be, and the more abundant its followers will be. On this migration road, although few people accompanied that paranoid and arrogant man to the end, they left many "kindling seeds" along the way.

One of the branches that has grown and grown is the Shangjing City Branch. The group of people who did not migrate along the Han River have arrived in Shangjing City after several twists and turns through the underground rail transit line, and in that big city that is not inferior to Wanghai City Take root.

Two years ago, Jiang Chen "accidentally" poked a hole in their then leader Bo Yu with a sword. Since then, the power of the Twilight Church in the south has declined sharply, and it has completely lost its control in Suzhou, Hangzhou and the surrounding area. right.

However, this did not affect the relationship between NAC and Shangjing City Evening Church. While diplomatic dialogue has been virtually nil, there has been some level of trade exchange between the two sides.

It was precisely because of this that Jiang Chen did not drive out the guy who claimed to be the bishop of the Twilight Church branch.

"Welcome, Mr. Lu Minghui from Shangjing City." Jiang Chen invited him to a seat, and ordered the waiter to make two cups of high-quality black tea from Sri Lanka for the two of them.

As soon as his mouth touched the rim of the teacup, a hint of surprise flashed in the eyes of the bishop. He has not tasted such a heart-pounding aroma and pure taste for more than twenty years. But the reason why he can react now is entirely because of the trace left in his heart, nostalgia for life before the war.

"Good tea...May I take the liberty to ask, where did you get it from?"

"Sri Lanka Island in the Pan-Asian Indian Region," Jiang Chen smiled. "You should have heard that we have occupied Yizhou Island and opened up a trade route to the south. If you are interested, I can send you some."

Half of these are his nonsense. This so-called Sri Lankan black tea is just a gift from a business partner in this world. He still has a bunch of such luxuries in his inventory. However, it is impossible for this Mr. Lu Minghui to go to distant India for research anyway, and he doesn't mind using this "imported product" to increase his bargaining chips.

Being able to trade with distant survivor forces is itself a symbol of strength.

Sure enough, after seeing Jiang Chen's generosity, Lu Minghui obviously restrained the contempt and hesitation hidden behind the politeness, and changed to a more cautious attitude.

"Grateful!"

Bowing to thank, Lu Minghui unceremoniously accepted Jiang Chen's gift.

"Let's stop here for the first time. You should be very clear that we are at war with the United States. If you are not here to watch the fun, you should plan to discuss some interesting issues with us. Am I right?" Jiang Chen said with a smile.

"Indeed, we have something very important to discuss with you," Lu Minghui nodded slightly, and continued, "But before that, I would like to ask Mr. Marshal a question. I wonder if you have heard a word?"

"What word?" Jiang Chen asked with a frown.

"Holy Shield System."

Staring into Jiang Chen's eyes, the leader said seriously. (To be continued.)

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