Lu'er City is located in the core area of ​​the northern part of Mutus Motrip and is an important transportation hub that runs across the north, south, east and west of Motrip. About forty or fifty kilometers southeast of the city, there is a small town called Raqa Town with a population of only hundreds of thousands. It is located in two broken links of mountains and mountains. A great avenue passes through these two mountains and is the key to the southeast gateway that guards Lu'er City.

After the 502 Army Group completed the forward landing operation, Commander General Op issued an order to attack the 118th Army. When the 118th Army marched to the town of Raqqa, it was blocked by the part of the 77th Corps of the Sharon Rebels in the town. With the help of many permanent and solid fortifications on the mountains on both sides of the town, the rebels blocked the vanguard of the 118th Army tightly across the town for a whole day and night. They were so angry that Lieutenant General Loth, the commander of the 118th Army, was furious and ordered that the other three divisions detoured in other directions and headed towards the city of Lu'er.

"Let the Second Regiment replace the first Regiment and continue to attack the mountain in the east. The Third Regiment assists the Fourth Regiment to break into the town and drive those dogs out of the town for me!" In a temporary command post on the mountain outside Raka Town, a colonel wearing a field uniform and a holographic helmet pointed to a holographic three-dimensional terrain projector and roared at a major staff officer beside him: "I don't believe it. These dogs are all iron-killed? They can actually stick our 17th Division to death in this ghost place!"

"Yes, division commander!" The dirt-faced major saluted, turned around and returned to his post, and used the communication instrument to convey the command of the colonel's division commander to the subordinate regiments.

The middle-aged colonel with a tiger back and bear waist, with a slightly white hair and a blushing face, was Duncan, the commander of the 17th Land War Division. The image on the holographic three-dimensional terrain projector was the mountainous area around Laka Town. After the main force of the 118th Army detour, the 17th Land War Division, which remained after a day and night of fierce attacks, coupled with the air cover of the 90th Air Assault Division of the friendly forces, finally tore open the outer defense of Laka Town and captured the highland west of Laka Town in blood. However, the rebels guarding the town rarely resisted. Except for one who continued to stay in the east, the remaining troops retreated into Laka Town and resisted the attack of the 17th Division with the help of favorable terrain.

Originally, when the 17th Division was forcibly landed for battle, the 17th Division suffered considerable casualties, and now countless soldiers fell down in front of Raqqa Town, which made the division commander Colonel Duncan bleeding and even more annoyed.

"Report to the division commander, there is a major communications officer outside who claimed to be a major sent from the headquarters of the Army Group. He said that there are important orders to convey to you in person!" Duncan had just issued an order to adjust the order of the attack troops, and a sergeant guard in charge of the security of the command center hurried in to report to Duncan.

"Major Communications Officer? What's the name?" Duncan asked in a frown, frowning and turned around.

"Report to the commander, he didn't say anything!" The sergeant stood up and replied respectfully.

"What's the age of the year? If the headquarters wants to convey orders, do you have to send someone here?" Duncan turned his eyes and cursed and ordered the sergeant, "You go and ask him clearly what his name is? What important orders do you have? If you don't want to say it, just drive me away. I don't have time to pay attention to these turtle grandchildren!"

"Yes, division commander!" The sergeant saluted and prepared to turn around and go out.

"Wait!" At this time, another colonel who was pricking his ears and watching Duncan's conversation with the sergeant suddenly reached out to stop the sergeant. The colonel was Grom, the deputy commander of the 17th Division.

"Old guy calm down, listen to me!" Looking at Duncan with wide eyes, Grom knew he was angry, so he explained with a smile: "We are so well-developed in communication methods. It is logical that the headquarters does not need to send someone to convey orders in person, not to mention that we have the military level above our heads. The headquarters acts like this seem to be a commander of the orders beyond the level. However, it is said that in order to avoid leaks, some important information or orders are usually printed on special papers and sent to send special people to convey one-on-one. If I was right, the major communication officer from the Army Group Headquarters of the Group is likely to be carrying such a mission! No matter what, old guy, I think I'd better meet him first!"

As Duncan's deputy, Grom is steady and meticulous, and often can make up for the mistakes made by Duncan, who has a hot temper, in time. Now that he heard Grom's explanation, Duncan was still a little unhappy, but he snorted and acquiesced to Grom's opinion.

"Go and invite that communication officer in!" Grom smiled again when he saw this, waved his hand and signaled to the sergeant.

A moment later, a major with a cold face entered the temporary command post. After looking around, he saluted Duncan and the other two with the colonel logo on the same armband and asked, "Hello, sir! Who is Duncan Division Commander?"

"I am!" Duncan replied coldly, then asked with a sarcastic tone: "When did the Army Group Headquarters start to like commanding over authority? Tell me, what orders are there to be for our division to execute?"

"Sir, I have a confidential document in my hand and I need to hand it over to you separately! In addition, General Op has a few words to me personally convey to you! I hope it will be convenient for you by the sir!" When he said this, the major's eyes swept over the rest of the officers in the command center, meaning that he understood very well, and Duncan needed to find a place to interview him alone.

"Okay! Come with me!" Duncan, who was not very patient, couldn't help but want to have an attack, but Grom, who was standing beside him, pulled the corner of his clothes. Duncan then suppressed his anger, said to the major with a cold face, and turned his head to lead the way out of the temporary command post.

"Okay, let me explain if you have any trouble! After dealing with you guys at the headquarters, I have to deal with the rebels in Laqa town!" When I came to a high ground not far from the command post, Duncan turned around and said sarcastically to the major.

"Sir, this is what General Opp wants me to give to you personally!" The major was still cold and looked cold, as if he didn't care about Duncan's sarcasm at all. He took out a round iron box as big as a palm and two fingers thick from his close-fitting military pocket, and tinted it back and forth on the iron box. The iron box popped open with a slap, revealing a piece of thin paper folded into two or three fingers long and wide.

"Is this?" Duncan asked curiously as he looked at the tissue paper.

"Admiral Opel said that you will understand after reading it!" The major took out the tissue paper, handed it to Duncan, and explained.

Duncan took the piece of tissue paper, looked at the major hesitantly, then lowered his head and unfolded the paper to look in detail. It would be fine if he didn't look at it, but the more he looked at Duncan's face turned bluer.

"What the hell is this shit..." Seeing the end, the straightforward Duncan couldn't help but tear the tissue paper. However, seeing the major's cold face, Duncan stopped in disappointment and swallowed the swear words he had not finished.

"Say it, what else does General Oppe have to convey to you personally?" Duncan asked in disappointment after putting away the tissue paper.

"General Opus wants me to tell you the original words to you!" The major was like a cold robot, looking cold from beginning to end, without any joy, anger, sorrow and happiness. "General Opus's original words were: "We are all soldiers, and we are the duty to obey orders. I hope that Duncan, you, will honestly follow the words of General Auston, will do this matter! If you have any other unhappy words, keep them to see you alive, and then talk about it!"

After listening to the major's words, Duncan was silent for a long time, and finally nodded to the major with a gloomy face, and walked towards the command post on his own, without even the intention of sending the major from the headquarters of the group army group. The major seemed to not care. He glanced lightly and walked towards his special car not far away.

"What's wrong with the old guy? This is?" Seeing Duncan walk in with a cold face, Grom hurriedly stepped forward and asked with concern: "Is there any hard bones at the headquarters that are used to flirt with us?"

"You can see it yourself!" Duncan handed the tissue paper in his hand to Grom, grabbed a glass of water on the table and poured it down. He then slapped the water cup made of steel heavily on the table, and shouted and cursed: "Damn, what's the fucking secret order? What was that old guy Auston crazy? He actually disliked a small land war company under my command? He didn't know that I was short of manpower and military strength now? And the sergeant named Haoyi, where did he provoke that old guy..."

Duncan wanted to curse, but suddenly saw Grom wink at him, and was stunned for a moment before stopping his conversation. Then, Grom glanced at the busy officers in the command post, gestured to Duncan, and signaled him to follow him out.

After coming to the secluded place outside the command post, Grom continued to curse without waiting for Duncan and said first: "Old guy, according to my opinion, Auston's secret order has great meaning, you can't ignore it casually! Maybe if you are too anxious, Auston will twist your and my head!"

"Is that serious?" Duncan said in surprise.

"Do you know what the origin of this sergeant named Haoyi and others have?"

"There are thousands of people in the entire division, so how can I know what this guy is?" Duncan stared at him and said in confusion.

Seeing this, Grom turned around and looked around, then attached himself to Duncan's ear and muttered in a low voice for a moment.

"Solomy's counterattack?" Duncan shouted as if he suddenly realized: "No wonder I always feel that the young master cannot make such a great contribution so easily!"

"Old guy, now you should understand the implicit meaning of Auston's secret order, right?" Grom said earnestly.

"What should we do as you say?" Duncan asked with a frown.

"The grievances and grievances of senior figures are not something that a small person like you and me can control, let alone that Haoyi is just an inconspicuous sergeant!" Grom pondered for a moment and advised: "Old guy, don't protect your shortcomings when you shouldn't protect your shortcomings. Even if you and I don't want to do this, those senior figures will still send others to do it!"

"Hey! It's just a pity that the rest of the Marines in that company!" Duncan sighed for a long time.
Chapter completed!