Chapter 1251, The Choice of the Times
The eighth day of the countdown.
The wilderness in the northwest looked like it had suddenly turned into a deep sea.
The sea gave people the impression of being azure blue, and most people saw the sea with sparkling waves and calm winds.
However when the sea is dangerous it is no longer blue, but a thick black color.
All sorts of unknown horrors may appear in it, and the deep mountains in that wilderness are like a trench that has never been explored, full of dangers.
With a glance over one could not see the bottom of the sea or the end, and everyone just felt a wave of fear.
Black Fox was leading the 6th Field Division’s Fire Combat Sequence in a short restoration, they had just gotten rid of an AI’s pursuers at a pass in the south.
The most important thing in guerrilla warfare was information intelligence, so before Xu Ke followed P5092 and they left, he gave Black Fox another chance to calculate the time of the AI satellite’s departure.
Unfortunately, since the last time P5092 set up an ambush for the AI, the chances of the satellite appearing in the blind spot of the field of vision after crossing the orbit are becoming less and less, and it is necessary to wait for ten days or so before the kind of opportunity that existed before will appear again.
However, there are no big chances, but there are still some small chances.
Yesterday, the Black Fox took advantage of the satellite’s blind spot for 3 hours and suddenly attacked the enemy’s rear artillery unit, causing great losses to the other side.
But after 3 hours of pain, the remaining 21 hours were all used to escape.
There was no way around it, all Black Fox and the others could do now was to do their best, and to stumble upon the other side’s artillery unit was already a very lucky thing in itself.
Even though they weren’t able to knock out the enemy’s artillery unit, the 6th Field Division’s mission now was to stall for time.
As long as the enemy came in pursuit, it was a good result.
During the 21 hours of fleeing, the fire warriors hid without sleep and stayed up until everyone was exhausted before they finally escaped from the other side’s encirclement.
However, Black Fox did find a pattern, those pursuers actually also want to rest, the first batch of pursuers after chasing them for 13 hours, even fell down and began to sleep and recuperate, and then by another unit to continue to pursue.
It seemed that the other party was avoiding prolonged exhaustion.
The Black Fox sat on the mound and surveyed the surroundings while muttering, ”Could it be that not resting for a long period of time will cause the AI’s computing power to decline? So it wants to protect its ‘server’?”
A certain battalion commander at the side said, “Sir, it let the pursuers sleep directly in front of us, it’s clearly looking down on us, at that time, we should have just set up mortars and bombarded the hell out of them.”
Black Fox patted the dust and dirt on his body, “Forget it, it’s a great situation to escape, hell if it’s some kind of trap. By the way, I’ve been wanting to ask you guys, the P5 officer sent us to carry out a mission that’s almost certain death, will you have any complaints?”
The Fire Spark soldiers around Black Fox were silent for a moment.
A T5 soldier, while eating a compressed cookie, said, “It’s definitely a lie to say that there are no complaints in my heart ah, although everyone’s life expectancy may only be 40 years old, but that’s still more than a decade to live isn’t it, we’ve been educated like this since we were young, but when it’s really our turn to go and sacrifice ourselves, it’s always going to be a bit hard to accept.”
Black Fox looked at them, “With this physical quality of yours, I can’t catch up with you if you want to run, after all, my strength is only T3.”
The T5 warrior laughed, “You’ve said you’re only T3, if we run, who the hell is going to protect you.”
Not who was born should be treated as a war machine, sometimes people will recall their own life will think, if time can start over again, probably they will hope for a different kind of life.
But there were no ifs in this world.
The T5 warrior said, “P5 said in such a calm tone that everyone wouldn’t live to be forty anyway, and almost all of them had lost their ability to procreate, so you’re not as valuable as those ordinary people. When you hear those words, you will definitely feel a little uncomfortable in your heart.”
Black Fox thought for a moment and said, “Actually, I’ve been by his side for even longer, and as far as I can remember, he’s made even more brutal choices. But after every war victory, he would sit alone inside the command tent, and no one knew what he was thinking. But I could feel his sadness, when everyone was cheering, he told me, Black Fox, war is not something to celebrate, even if we win. From that moment I knew that in fact he was not happy.”
This era is one that forces some people to do things they don’t really like, but are good at.
This is true for Ren Xiaosu, this is true for Qing Zhen, this is true for Zhang Jinglin, and this is true for P5092.
It was like in the dark, this era was picking them, and they couldn’t pick which era they were born in.
The T5 warrior beside Black Fox smiled, ”Sir, we understand what you’re saying, in fact, P5 sir doesn’t want it to be like this. Any more gossip about the P5 officer, tell us more.”
This group of people in fact outside of the war, and ordinary people are not too different, there will be the heart of the good-looking girl, also will be very keen on gossip things.
Black Fox thought for a moment and said, “There really is such a thing, I was interviewed by the P5 officer when I was still in the military academy, and then he explicitly told me that I was going to be transferred to the third division. I then asked my teacher about this P5 officer, wanting to know whether the rumors were reliable or not. As it turned out, my teacher, who had also taught P5 officers back then, told me that P5 officers had the T4 gene and were going straight to the barracks. He didn’t want to kill anyone at that time, so he studied hard to get into a military school as a civilian and slowly worked his way up to the command sequence. Then the teacher mercilessly shattered his illusion and told him that being a commander means using your brain to kill more people …… too miserable.”
The fire warriors laughed out loud after hearing this, and they tried to imagine the P5092 who was still a teenager in their imagination, imagining the other party’s inner struggle when they heard this terrible news, and suddenly they felt very interesting.
At this time, the Spark Soldiers in charge of scouting and martial law sent back a message that the AI-controlled troops had silently copied to their front, and their numbers were very large.
The laughter of the previous moment was all gone, they all knew what this meant.
Their last option to retreat to the defense line was gone.
Black Fox got up and said with a smile, ”Have you all rested? If we rest any longer, I’m afraid we’ll all have to die here.”
“Rested, sir, you give the order,” said the T5 warrior.
Everyone hadn’t closed their eyes for 24 hours, and now they had only rested for an hour or so, how could they rest well.
But that was how it was on the battlefield, continuous rotation was commonplace, everyone was still holding up.
Black Fox looked at the fire fighters and said: ”P5 officer once said, to fight a war, you have to look at the whole picture, you can’t just think about your own interests, the individual has to serve the will of the collective. If when you, as an individual, have lost hope on the battlefield, you have to learn how to leave hope to others and let them gain this victory for you.”
Black Fox glanced at his watch before confirming the book that Knight had handed him, which recorded the calculated data of the satellite’s orbit, and he continued, “Since there’s no way back, do you all want to play a big game with me? According to Knight’s calculations, in another hour’s time, the satellite above our heads is going to leave again, and we will gain six hours at that time.”
“6 hours,” said T5, “What are you going to do sir?”
“We’ll use those 6 hours to kill the enemy’s rear, do you guys remember the AI destroying the Key Gate earlier, I roughly calculated the range of Wang’s missile unit, this missile unit should be right behind the artillery unit’s cover.”
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Southwest Qing Clan, the Three Mountain Defense Line had become history.
After this troubled land experienced the wars of the Li, Yang, and Qing Clans, many people thought they were finally going to live a peaceful and good life.
The Qing Clan governed the land well, and the people lived in peace and happiness, yet everything was destroyed anew with the coming of the war.
Raging tides of people controlled by the AI rushed into the barriers, and one by one the Kyung Clan soldiers sworn to defend the Southwest died, and it seemed that no one could stop the enemy.
Among the human tide, someone arrived with the last batch of nanobots that had been produced from the Sacred Mountain not long ago, which in turn kept the entire population of the Southwest firmly under control.
The human tide grew in numbers and eventually split into two groups heading north.
It seemed that the AI also realized that time was running out, as it controlled the human tide and began to enlist all available means of transportation: cars, vans, and even motorcycles to send the first batch of troops along the highway to the north.
Among them, there were even Qing’s military vehicles from the Sanshan defense line, and surprisingly, the vast majority of them were kept.
It looked like Zero had planned for this.
The rest of the slower-moving ones, as the second batch, directly crossed the mountains and fields on foot, stabbing straight to the north like a sword.
Normally, the daily foot marching speed of an ordinary army was around 40 kilometers to 50 kilometers, and around 60 kilometers to 80 kilometers per day for a forced march.
However, this was the case of carrying dozens of pounds of supplies.
However, the AI’s troops didn’t need to carry weight, at most, they were carrying some weapons and equipment, and each person could carry up to 8 pounds, and if it was equipment such as mortars, then they would directly carry it together with four people.
Moreover, these controlled people in addition to eight hours of sleep every day, almost every second is moving forward.
There was another group of people to help massage and stretch their muscles while they slept, and there was no time wasted at all on eating, with meal times averaging only four minutes per meal.
There was no need for recreational activities, no emotional turmoil of any kind.
This troop’s marching speed was advancing at 130 kilometers per day, and if there were no surprises, they would reach the vicinity of Fortress 178 in about eight days.
If Zero had enough control over this force, they might even be able to go faster.
Across the entire war map, the AI’s troops were divided into four paths, like four sharp arrows, each pointing towards Fortress 178.