There is another last chance - according to military regulations, if a proposal is rejected three times in a row, or fails to receive a vote of favor three times, the proposal will be permanently abandoned and no application for approval of reconsideration.

Zhao Zhikai's request was not excessive. According to his calculations, all adjacent theaters on the front line of Hefei must send troops to reinforce at the same time. Based on the existing reserves, the reinforcements are about 28 to 30 divisions, with a total number of more than 500,000 troops. This unit can effectively curb the biological frenzy, save the 184th Army, and may even continue some of the achievements that Zhang Shengfei has achieved, conquering Hefei in one fell swoop.

"I believe everyone knows what I want to say."

Zhao Zhikai tried hard to maintain a calm tone, and his anxious eyes kept scanning everyone: "The 184th Army was defeated miserably, and the number might even be cancelled. But before that, we must consider the soldiers and rescue them from the front line. Comrades, there are only 200,000 people. They have rich combat experience and are all veterans. We must not give up on them."

A lieutenant general sitting on the side lit a cigarette, took a few deep breaths, sprayed a wisp of smoke from his nostrils, and said in a low voice: "Old Zhao, your mood is understandable. But you have to understand that the current situation is different from the past. It is not that we are not willing to save us, but that the actual situation does not allow us to do this at all. We are all very clear about your plan - from three Eastern theatres and two Western theatres to jointly draw troops for support, with a total force of up to 500,000. It is really crazy. Drawing so many troops at one time, how can the situation inside the defense zone be stable? How can small-scale battles around each base city be maintained?"

"As soon as the front line of Hefei collapses, the nearby areas are threatened. Those monsters will not follow the prescribed route, and their attack range is aimless. They may go south or north. Chasing the defeated troops is just an idea. Even if it is really mobilized as you said to mobilize a large number of troops to reinforce, what kind of tactics should be used to face the enemy? They are no longer zombies, and the armored troops do not have much advantage in front of mutant creatures. Especially in field combat without fortifications, the casualty rate is astonishingly large... All these problems are conclusions we draw after repeated calculations on the computer. We can only use positional combat to eliminate their numerical advantages little by little, and wait until a higher-level enhancement potion is developed before we can turn to the counterattack."

"You have also seen it with your own eyes that Zhang Shengfei was well prepared for the Hefei battle. The 184th Army built fortifications everywhere on the periphery of the city, and they also had high-power laser generators. But in reality, they were defeated and were very badly defeated. Under the impact of the biological frenzy, even the fortifications could not stop the monsters. The only thing we can do at the moment is to strengthen the defense line as soon as possible. As for the 184th Army... it's really a pity that we can do nothing."

The conference room was silent, but not absolutely calm. Occasionally, someone coughed or made heavy breathing sounds. Most of them agreed with the words of the lieutenant general. However, at this time, it was not a glorious thing to refuse to send troops to rescue for any reason.

Zhao Zhikai looked around and carefully searched for faces and eyes. He had rich life experience and could understand the flattery and compliment, indifference and contempt, calmness and decisiveness... Of course, it was more about getting along and swaying. Everyone had their own unique personality, especially after mastering a certain degree of power, their different views on things have been elevated to exchange of interests and game, rather than justice and evil, conscience and sin.

The lieutenant general's words are very reasonable, the situation analysis is reasonable and well-founded, and the key points and disadvantages are clear, even more obvious than the conclusions drawn from computer deductions.

Pity?

Powerless?

Zhao Zhikai had no expression on his face, his eyes were as sharp as a blade. However, deep in his mind, there was a very strong sadness that might never be able to melt away.

This is no longer the republic that I am familiar with.

There is no faith, no strong leader, and the power is scattered into bases and army groups. According to the latest statistics from last month, the number of residents currently exceeds 40 million, and the newly formed troops are still increasing.

Everything is for the fight against mutated creatures.

Everything is to win this war.

Mom's fucking, she said better than she sang.

They are unwilling to send troops because they are afraid of the huge casualties caused by mutant creatures. The Lieutenant General is right. In the field environment, the human army is indeed not the opponent of mutant creatures. The casualty rate may be much greater than the number of people rescued. However, a simple comparison of numbers is just something that stays on paper. The officers and soldiers who collapsed from the front line are all our compatriots and our comrades-in-arms. Just because of their own selfishness, they watch those people die... This is the fucking reality

Although we had known about the existence of the virus many years ago and began to carry out various responses, humans still have insufficient harm to the virus. In addition to strengthening drugs and immune drugs, there is even no corresponding tactic. From zombies to blood corpses to different forms of humanoids, people are dead on the front line every day, and the casualties rate of the troops is terrible. The virus is not only competing with humans for the right to possess the earth, but also tortures the arrogant confidence of humans crazily.

We have just adapted to the chaos after the outbreak of the virus and learned how to fight zombies, but the damn monsters mutated again and became unbearable humanoids. The past combat experience must be given up, and the soldiers must explore again with their flesh and blood to find a new way to win.

Zhao Zhikai has been unable to fall asleep for many nights. He lies in bed and tossing and turning, his eyes full of Ao Hong's blood. He feels deep fear————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————

We have to live, let more people survive and fight with quantity. This is the real way to win.

In front of the 200,000 defeated soldiers, the two words "morality" are erected.

In front of 500,000 reinforcements, the two words "future" are erected.

No, this is wrong, this is just a self-justification...

Zhao Zhikai tried hard to turn his thinking around and force himself to agree with the words of Lieutenant General. Since resistance is ineffective, he must admit reality. Although this is despicable, shameless, and inhumane, there is no better choice in the face of cruel reality.

Yes, we must look at the world from a developmental perspective.

A major general came over and asked carefully: "Your Excellency, do you still need to vote for the third meeting of staff contact?"

Zhao Zhikai was silent for a few seconds, pursed his lips, and shook his head lightly.

Since we have made a cruel and cruel decision, we naturally have no meaning to continue fighting.

The biggest problem now is how to keep the neighboring war zones so that the biological frenzy will not spread to surrounding areas

Zhao Zhikai tried hard to clarify his thoughts, picked up the teacup, and took a sip of strong tea. When he put down the cup and was about to speak again, a nervous lieutenant colonel officer quickly walked up to his side, leaned down, and leaned closer to his ears, while whispering quickly, while handing over the documents he had just received.

At this time, all the participants suddenly felt a layer of coldness passing by their bodies. It seemed as if a gust of wind blew into the room, instantly sweeping away all the heat, causing the temperature to drop by more than ten degrees. In this biting and cold atmosphere, people sat up straight, cheered up, and quickly focused their eyes on Zhao Zhikai.

After reading the information on the file again and confirming that the message is true, Zhao Zhikai slowly stood up, his eyes full of sadness and shock.

In just a few ten seconds, he felt much weaker and older.

Looking at the documents that Ping placed on the table, Zhao Zhikai took a deep breath and announced in a tone with obvious tremolo: "The news I just received——————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————

The comprehensive retreat plan for Xinnanyang Base City has been underway until noon the next day.

All heavy workshops underground in the military control area have been dismantled. All the most important core machinery has been loaded and transported away. Through the analysis of data from the central computer, Su Hao selected the most valuable part. Now, the first part, that is, the most important transportation step, has been completed. The large oil tanker trucks that left the base in the early stage are supplying fuel along the way. The convoy that left yesterday will send messages every half an hour. Among them, eleven trucks have failed to varying degrees. Nine have been eliminated, and the other two have been cleared out after emergency unloading. At present, the transportation work is smooth, and the pioneer convoy can arrive at the designated location at noon the latest the day after tomorrow.

Zhang Nanyi and Wang Jinlong collected more than 1,200 transport vehicles in the city. Since last night, this temporary convoy has started shipping. Most of the goods are quilts and medicines, and some precision instruments. If there is no plan going well, all vehicles can be sent before 9 o'clock tonight.

Su Hao did not break his promise. He arranged several vacant warehouses for the "Hongyan" Group, enough to place the machinery and raw materials unloaded from the truck. Liu Liqun did not make any statement about this. Her attitude was no longer as enthusiastic as before, very cold, and her expressions and should be perfunctory.

In addition to the "Red Smoke" group, there were other wealthy consortiums detained. At this time, of course, someone would jump out to protest and oppose. In front of everyone, the Yellow River shot four members of the most intense consortium, threw the bodies directly on the street, shocking everyone with coldness and cruelty, and completely controlling the situation.

Dozens of corpses are hanging on the top of the inner wall of the military-controlled area.

Those were all civilians who were killed on the spot when they hit the cordon. No one explained this. The tweeter was still played repeatedly for 24 hours. The helicopters would take off every once in a while and sprinkle leaflets inside and outside the base city. In the face of death and indifference, people gradually began to accept reality. More and more people left the city, and refugees outside the city also moved in different directions according to the route. The sky was filled with smoke, blood, crying, and all kinds of messy noises.

The railway station was crowded with people. Most of them were family members of the 184th Army placed in the base city, and non-combatants from different departments and logistics agencies.

Gao Mingyang was transferred to take charge of the station and served as the transportation commander here.

Compared with civilian areas, the order here is much better. However, the so-called "good order" is just a relative product. According to the standards of peacetime, it is still in chaos.

The family carried large and small bags of luggage. According to the order issued by Su Hao, each of the passengers who took the train could only carry no more than two kilograms of personal belongings. However, the people who flocked to the platform did not care at all. Some of them carried quilts, some were holding furniture, and some soldiers in the agency carried weapons directly, and even wanted to carry printers and other things onto the train.

"Get out of the way and let me go, let me go———"

"Be fucking careful, don't touch my box. The ones in it are antiques, and you can't afford to peel your skin."

"Hey, what are you? That's my bag, don't flip my stuff... Catch thieves and thieves

The noises were rising and falling, and the entire station was like a vegetable market, and the deafening noises once overshadowed the tweeter.

Among the many "worker bees", Gao Mingyang should be considered a relatively alternative existence.

The collar of his combat uniform was open, and the shoulder-length gun belt collapsed on his arms. At first glance, it looked like a bra strap that had been torn off on a woman's chest. This guy's skin was very white, revealing a clear clavicle profile. From any angle, he seemed to have just been ravaged or ravaged by a woman. He had not had time to put on his clothes and looked tired as if he was careless.

Gao Mingyang swore that after doing this, he would not serve as a haunted station commander even if he was beaten to death.

In less than two days, he was already in a state of great anxiety, as if he had been beaten by hundreds of strong men. Every bone in his body was loose, and even his anus was filled with a feeling of discomfort.

Gao Mingyang has a handsome face that meets the public standards and a feminine expression that makes him have a special temptation in the eyes of many middle-aged women.

He could not remember how many women had walked by? Those resentful women... Yes, this word is suitable for describing them. They always leaned over to their bodies, rubbed their chests or butts on Gao Mingyang, and seized the opportunity to touch them hard. The most embarrassing thing about the thighs, arms, waist and abdomen was a military officer in his forties with a captain's badge on his shoulders. The woman was said to be the captain of a communications squadron, with a thick black-framed glasses on her face. The expression on her face seemed to have just died a few minutes ago. She walked over like this, and grabbed Gao Mingyang's crotch with a coat on her left hand as a cover. After measuring the specific size and length, she felt satisfied, so she stuffed a small note with the contact information in her hand.

At the bottom corner of the note, there is a row of beautiful small characters - are you interested in trying the meat pie I made?

It would be fine if it was just seducing and harassment. The more troublesome thing was the damn passengers who refused to obey their requests.

There are several five- or six-meter-high hills in the corner of the wall next to the platform.

The first one who shouted and cursed Gao Mingyang for "just eating soft food and shit" was a middle-aged woman with a thin figure. She carried two quilts, a pot hung on her shoulders, and traces of items such as bowls, chopsticks, spoons and other objects raised on the edge of her backpack. She kept lingering in front of the car door, saying that she would not let her bring things, so she would not get in the car, and others would not be allowed to get in.

Time is tight, and biological frenzy may appear outside the city at any time. For this kind of trouble that might have occurred as expected, Gao Mingyang just said simply, "Kill her."

The wire passed through the woman's shoulders and hung her entire body horizontally on the top of the platform. She tied her hands behind her back, drooping her head, and blood dripping down her legs and feet, dyeing the ground red.

The shot shocked many people, and no one wanted to quarrel with the soldiers anymore. They lined up in line to get on the train, and the soldiers kept pulling out all kinds of large items from the crowd, travel bags, clothes, trolley boxes... When the first train was full and the whistle slowly drove out of the platform, a thick layer of debris had been laid on the wall.

According to the initial plan, Su Hao obtained ten empty trains from the General Administration of Military Transportation through Wang Qinian's relationship. This should have been used to transport the most critical base construction components. However, after obtaining the control code of the Xinnanyang base city from Zhang Shengfei, Su Hao had found enough transport vehicles in the military warehouse. Since the purpose has been achieved, these trains are no longer applicable to the plan itself.

All trains are equipped with "Beidou" locators, which are operated by the General Administration of Military Transportation. The starting location is recorded on the train dispatch table, and it is easy to find a large amount of unloaded materials according to the coordinates.

There are no hidden dangers in road transportation. In the early convoy, Su Hao set up a large number of radio wave scramblers, and even if someone tracked it, it could not be accurately located. Lao Song had already arranged for manpower to respond at designated locations. The unloaded materials will be dispersed soon, and some vehicles loading food and medicine will be dispersed to other areas in order to maximize concealment.

After calculations like this, these trains are no longer so important to Su Hao. On the contrary, he could take this opportunity to transport all the family members and logistics agencies stranded in the base city to the north. At least, in the eyes of those in the military, it is definitely a worthy achievement.

However, the transportation process was not as smooth as expected.

Since yesterday, five trains have been sent out. The number of bodies hanging on the platform has increased to sixteen. There are women and men.
Chapter completed!