Chapter 390: Spy shadow (on)

Mountbatten's last two small clocks before dark returned to the station. Bronze Hurt casually wandered around the camp. Mountbatten prepared a meditation room for him, but he was not as ordinary as other wizards. People are isolated, but chat with the soldiers from time to time, or make a trick to make everyone happy.
But he soon noticed that Mountbatten's face was a bit gloomy. Obviously something happened in this combat meeting.
Bronz Hurt came to the headquarters of the division, where he found Mountbatten, who was staring at the map and smoking, and there were many cigarette butts scattered on the ground. Apparently the other party had been here for some time.
"Is the situation optimistic?"
He took out two wine glasses from the cupboard, and then unscrewed the cork of the red wine to fill it up.
"Of course, quite optimistic, very optimistic."
Mountbatten turned around, picked up the glass and drank cleanly.
"But you are not optimistic?"
Bronz raised his eyebrows and smiled:
"Not only are you not optimistic, you are also very pessimistic, even nervous, and so scary."
"Hey, I said, don't use your wizarding tricks on me."
Faced with Mountbatten's anger, Bronz's smile grew brighter.
"I swear I don't."
He raised his hands, made a surrender, and then continued:
"I have heard several lessons from Professor Freud."
"The doctor who specializes in treating lunatics, I have also heard that his hypnosis therapy is said to be quite effective."
"The point is not here, but his analysis of people. I think it can solve many problems we need to face, especially the conscious, subconscious and subconscious theories. I think every wizard should learn, because he does not understand himself, There have been too many tragedies."
"You still need to learn?"
Mountbatten smiled, leaning against the edge of the table.
"I thought you were all philosophers, and when you talk about everything, you are right."
"Not exactly the opposite, we are prone to deeper confusion than ordinary people."
Mountbatten was silent for a while, and filled his glass again.
"The battle is about to start, and the various legions will soon cross the river. The vanguard troops have occupied several strongholds on the other side, and everything is going smoothly."
"Not very good."
"The scouts have returned information that Ok is mobilizing on a large scale. They are rushing. The exact number is currently unclear. It seems that there is no clear target. It is like a frightened flock. "
"Do you think there is a chance of winning?"
"How much?"
Mountbatten took a few steps back and forth carrying the glass, then turned and said:
"70% to 80% are always there."
"So what are you worried about?"
"70% or 80% of what I said is based on the fact that Ok is still aiming to launch a full-line offensive according to the current situation. We have prepared fortifications and a complete firepower network. Their strength is dispersed. After the seventh army joins Will be broken by each."
"Where is your worry?"
"Their commander."
Mountbatten put down his glass and came to the map, pointing his hand in the direction of Vader City.
"The position of the Second Army is too deep. Although there are friendly forces on both sides, the nearest one is also 50 kilometers away from them. Once the enemy suddenly encircles, it is dangerous."
Bronz also stood up from his chair and walked to Mountbatten.
"I don't know much about military affairs, but for 60,000 or 70,000 people, it will be impossible for Ok to eat it in a moment and a half?"
"It's hard to tell. If the other party concentrates its forces and attacks with two to three times the absolute number advantage, I don't like the Second Army."
"Two or three times... That's about 200,000 faster? It's impossible for such a large enemy army to rush over, and the scouts can't find it. Moreover, they have to attack hard, and they have to bring all the heavy artillery together. The Second Army has a chance to withdraw."
The commander of the independent division shook his head.
"You are the same as they said."
"they?"
"Yes, including the Chief of the Second Army himself, but... I still insist that this position should be properly contracted, or part of the force should occupy the northern gray mountain, and the passage of retreat should be retained, but the headquarters does not agree to the division of the Second Army. They must concentrate their efforts to ensure the perfection of Vader City. The Sixth Army said they would protect the wings of the Second Army, but to be honest I don’t trust Ben Lear very much. He listened to Commander Greek too."
Hearing this, Browns frowned.
"Although I am an outsider, this war is really not going to happen."
"My opinion is that since you have crossed the river, everyone will be in groups to protect themselves, there is no need to separate, but the commander thinks that my ideas are too conservative, and there is no way to explain the past to the president and the Ministry of Defense."
"I also think it is not appropriate to hold a group, so many people are crowded together, and in case something happens, retreating is also a trouble."
Mountbatten sighed.
"Then you shouldn't rashly attack, and then arm the 20 divisions, and you will be ten-nine."
"Since all the orders above have been issued, we can only execute it. So, wouldn't you always stay in this ghost place?"
This made Mountbatten's forehead jump. He immediately held the anger and shifted the topic to another place~EbookFREE.me~What the are you doing here, Hutt? "
"look at you."
Bronz answered.
"Hurt? I asked you a question."
"I applied for volunteer status myself."
Bronz said, leaning on the chair.
On a quiet night, the temperature dropped quickly, the breeze came like a cold black tide, and the two crowded around the incandescent lamp and the heater.
"Just want to come and see you."
"not only that."
"Why more than that?"
Mountbatten smiled and took another bottle of wine from the cupboard.
"When did Browns Hutt have no secret plan, eh?"
"You hurt me, Mountbatten, you hurt me...I can't come here unselfishly to visit an old friend to see how he is doing?"
The major general stared at him, with a sly smile on his face, waiting for Bronz to speak.
"Sir, bother."
They were interrupted by a sound, and the two looked up and found that the soldiers were standing at the door.
"what's up?"
"The medical officer apologizes for disturbing you, sir, but he wants you to identify a dead soldier."
"Dead soldier?"
Mountbatten felt something was wrong, and he had not received any news of accidents recently.
"Soldier of that army? What is the reason?"
"It's not clear, so you need to check it out, because it's not sure if it's our troops."
"Understood, you have to communicate my order. All the commanders immediately counted the number of people and found the missing person to report it immediately."
"Yes!"
After the commander saluted, he turned and trot into the darkness, Mountbatten turned to look at the wizard.
"Go with me?"
"Honored."