Chapter 1037: Peripheral operations (3)

"Sir, the sewage treatment plant has been recaptured."
Hearing the staff's words, Mountbatten looked up and moved the target away from the map and report on the table.
Compared with before the war, he seemed to be more than ten years old, with dry hair and loose skin, just like a withered middle-aged man suffering from life.
But his spirit did not age, on the contrary, it seemed to become younger and stronger. With his eyes, like a burning torch, there was a pungent light.
"When."
The voice is slightly hoarse, but the words are still clear.
"News from 6 o'clock in the morning."
The staff paused and continued:
"but……"
"Say."
Mountbatten did not say an extra word.
"Sir, I think it is necessary to emphasize that we no longer have enough troops to defend that place."
Mountbatten did not speak, but stared at the map for ten seconds.
"How is the second regiment now."
"Since last night, Ok has launched five consecutive charges against their positions, one larger than one. Now there are only 371 soldiers and officers in the second regiment able to fight, including 70. Five wounded, there are even seriously injured..."
Mountbatten was silent for a moment.
"What did the green devil say."
"They are willing to help defend there, but their number is seriously insufficient. In the process of reclaiming the sewage treatment plant, they have killed 51 people. Now there are only 46 people left, and the rest of the wounded have been moved to the rear."
"Well……"
The teacher of the only division made a decision after tapping the table lightly with his finger three times.
"The gendarmerie transferred 80 people in a row, and there were two mortar shifts and three machine gun shifts."
"Sir..."
"Since Ok has little troops stationed there, it means that they do not understand the importance of that place, and they should not launch a large-scale offensive in a short time. In addition, the nearby terrain is complicated. With the assistance of the Green Devil Squad, they guarded the two. Three days is not a problem."
"Sir, this...what's the use?"
The staff finally couldn't help but complain.
"The mess of the five divisions allowed us to clean up, but obviously we were in the key position of the Oak attack, but still asked us to spread our troops to block the holes of other troops. Look at the five divisions next door, which is 20,000. , The result was touched by hundreds of oke from under the eyelid to the headquarters
If it weren't for those stupid pigs that ran fast, it would have been eaten live by Ok! Then the position was lost and our flanks were exposed. "
"All right."
"We asked Dunwich for so much support, but every time we insisted, and the five divisions were beaten up like that, saying that the rest would be rested? Sir, although you haven’t said it, we also We all know that the recruits and equipment from the rear have not been added once.
Got it! Dunwich is there to make us all crucified here! "
"enough!"
Mountbatt slammed the table hard and stood up, and even stumbled with the glass on the table.
The guard at the door looked sideways for a few seconds and then continued to stand guard.
"Do you know what you are talking about! Do you think we are doing anything here!"
Mountbatten pointed at each other and said sharply:
"We are defending our motherland! Our homeland! Our race! You just insulted all those dead warriors!"
Boom~~~!
In the far direction, a huge roar came from long.
Mountbatten pointed out the window.
"Crucifixion here? We should have died here! We don't die, our loved ones and loved ones have to die! Ok not only to take our land, they are to die our country! Kill our race! "
The staff lowered his head.
"I know that you also have a lot of difficulties, but I always believe a little."
Mountbat patted the other person's shoulder.
"Justice can never be killed."
"I understand the sir, I apologize for the speech just now."
"Well, go."
After seeing the other person leaving, Mountbatten stayed on the chair and froze for half a minute.
After a while, he raised his hand and grabbed it on the table, and found that he didn't catch anything. He turned his head blankly and saw that the original glass was no longer in place.
It was falling beside a table leg at this moment, and the spilled liquid slowly spread on the mud floor.
Mountbatten stooped down to pick up the glass, then poured himself a glass of water again, a glass of water with a slightly strange smell.
A week after Ok's attack, Dunwich has basically completely cut off water and electricity. Drinking water can only rely on nearby rivers. Obviously, Ok is also using those rivers. Although they will not poison, it also makes the big Some rivers are filled with a strange smell.
Everyone tried not to think about what Oak had done in the river while drinking it.
After putting down the glass, Mountbatten remained silent as always.
He is thinking, this is also the most thing he does.
Once he was a very talkative person, but after going through the baptism of many wars, conspiracies and events beyond reason, he became more and more speechless.
Recalling what the staff member said just now, Mountbatten sighed softly.
In fact, the other party was right. After he used "special means" to completely transfer his troops from the front line to Dunwich, Benlier seemed to have doubts about him. The only division is placed in the most dangerous place.
Mountbatten certainly knows why the other party is doing this.
The man was no longer serving the country and the people. He became an evil puppet, a fallen man. He was extremely wary of relatively independent and loyal officers like Mountbatten.
As far as Mountbatten knows, at least two senior officers with double digits have been removed or replaced by various means.
The only division was a hard bone, and Benlier was still not able to nibble for a while, so he decided to let Oake nibble.
He is the supreme commander of the Dunwich Theater, and he has such power.
As for what his ultimate locality was, Mountbatten did not know. His "friends" did not tell him. They just said that when the time came, they would contact Mountbatten.
Mountbatten felt a little hopeless.
Not because of Ok, nor because of cultists, but human beings, in the face of the choice of destruction and survival, they still fight each other for various unwarranted interests.
Sometimes he also thought that it was a good choice to just die on the front line.
But his friends repeatedly reminded him that if he died, the war would be completely over...
Mountbatten never thought he was a genius, or a wise man, and he never thought he would have such an important responsibility, but
The prophecy that the man said never missed.
Mountbatten does not want this war to bring destruction to his homeland. Although his hometown is still far away from the battlefield, his relatives are far away from the battlefield.
But if it fails here, the war will quickly approach them, and no one can be alone.
This is the cruelty of war.
Whether you care, care, or participate, once the hurricane of war blows, everyone and everything will be involved.
"Sir!"
Suddenly, the communications officer came in.
"The fifteenth garrison's urgent call."
This call awakened Mount Patton from his thoughts. He quickly took the telegram, and at a glance, the words on it almost didn't faint him.
"Salute to Major General Mountbatten, our division's position is about to be broken by Oak, and hope to increase the aid quickly."
Less talk, bigger things, because the fifteenth division is on the north side of the only division.