Ninth Special District

Yemen.

In the command of the Zhou Family Corps, while Li Bokang was watching the new round of defensive reports from the forward positions, a staff officer stepped over and reported in a low voice: "The General Staff, Westbrook Command has sent a transfer order, let us call out. A division, making up to the Hongdan Airport, cooperated with the Feng Family to defend the attack of the First Army of the enemy Lu District and the 122 Army of the Sichuan District."

Li Bokang raised his head when he heard the sound, frowned and asked, "Has the Feng family communicated with us?"

"Not yet!" The staff officer shook his head: "Feng Ji has already left. Currently, his chief of staff is in charge of commanding. It is estimated that they will contact us soon after the order is issued."

Li Bokang was stunned when he heard this: "Feng Ji is gone? Where did he go? Has he been transferred back to the front battlefield?"

"No, he is back to Xia Island."

"Huh??" Li Bokang looked at the staff in confusion and asked, "He went back to Xia Island to dry his chicken feathers!"

"It is said that he was slightly injured on the frontier battlefield, and our battlefield hospital in Inner Harbor is also full. The camp is very crowded, so he is preparing to return to Xia Island to rest with the wounded soldiers who evacuated." The staff officer sneered and replied. "To put it bluntly, Feng Ji found an excuse to slip, because he was beaten by the Sichuan army too **** the side battlefield, so he wanted to stick to it, so he got a chief of staff to stand here. What's the matter? There is room for maneuver! Ha ha, Feng Ji and Westbrook... also hide their minds."

Li Bokang heard this and stood up quickly: "Fuck, is he brain sick? What is he doing back to Xiadao?!"

The staff officer did not understand why Li Bokang was so excited. He thought that the other party was angry because Feng Ji ran away, so he persuaded him: "General Staff, don't be angry. Gonghejian is in a distressed situation now. …Whether it’s Zhou or Feng, they are all thugs on the frontal battlefield. At this time, everyone has a little calculation in their minds, that’s normal. Brooke has no soldiers, and the military and political department of the first district can make up for them, but our troops are exhausted, so who can make up for us?"

Li Bokang waved his hand: "I'm not talking about this!"

"What is that?" the staff officer asked in a puzzled way.

"I'm afraid that Feng Ji's return to Xia Island will cause trouble!" Li Bokang anxiously circled the house: "What attitude is the upper class toward him, you don't know in your heart?"

The staff was taken aback, and immediately guessed what Li Bokang meant, so he smiled and replied: "You have to worry too much about this. Feng Ji brought eight or nine thousand people back this time. Although many of them are wounded, after all, Where is the number of people, and the people from the Marine Corps of the European First District will definitely follow some of them, and there is currently no one on Xia Island... The upper echelons have ideas, and they won’t do it at this time, because they don’t have the capital. ."

Li Bokang looked at him: "You know what a fart, when I leave...!"

The staff officer looked at Li Bokang in astonishment and didn't understand what he meant, but Li Bokang stopped talking and didn't continue speaking.

"I think you are worrying too much. The Republican is not in a very good position now. All points are pointed at the Yemen battlefield turnaround. The upper echelons just look down on Feng Ji, and I don't think there will be any action at this time...!" The staff adviser again. One sentence.

"You don't understand, if it is a good time for the Republic, then maybe the upper class will not have any ideas. It is a big deal to do what should be done when the war is over, but now it is more balanced, even headwind! The upper class may consider re-siding and civil affairs. There are not many people in Feng Ji's hands, so get him...!" When Li Bokang said this, he was even more disturbed, and he turned off the topic and issued an order: "Call the headquarters immediately. I want to talk to Zhou. The commander talks."

…

Summer island.

Zhou Xingli sat in the meeting room, putting his hands in, looking at Yan Hu and other confidants blankly.

"Commander-in-chief, General Counsel Li's phone number!" A communications officer said in Zhou Xingli's ear.

Zhou Xingli glanced back at him: "You tell him that I'm in a meeting, and I'll return to him later."

"Yes!" The communications officer nodded.

After considering it for a while, Yan Hu looked at Zhou Xingli in a low voice and said, "Commander-in-chief, I don't think you need to be entangled. In the battle at Hongdan Airport, I have a conflict with them. Everyone knows that."

"Yeah." Zhou Xingli nodded slowly, and didn't say much, just watching where everyone was communicating and discussing with Yan Hu.

…

On a transport ship in the European Region.

Feng Ji was sitting in the single room, smoking a cigarette with his head down.

"Commander, I think the Battle of Yemen is not so easy to turn around." The staff officer wore a military uniform and whispered to Feng Ji, "As far as I know, many people in the upper echelons of the Republic have suggested a truce, and the chief executive of a district is also very Hesitated...but in the end it was after hearing Westbrook's words that he chose to continue playing here. But have you ever thought about it? If Yemen is defeated...what will the political situation be like?"

Feng Ji took a breath: "Westbrook, get out of class may be dismissed."

"get out of class must be over." The staff officer said without hesitation: "After the battle is defeated, the first commander will definitely come out, and he is our biggest backer at the moment! Without him, who is the fist inside the Chinese armed forces? Whoever talks, during this period of time, we have been fighting for more than 20,000 injuries, and we have directly lost more than 10,000 people. At present, the available combat power is less than 20,000 people. What about the Zhou family? The number is almost two of ours. Bai, they don’t have the right to speak at this stage. That’s because Westbrook is in power...Do you understand what I mean?"

Feng Ji pondered for a while: "Do you think He can be reliable."

"I don't think it's reliable. He Chong is a guy who knows the truth. He teamed up with us because he was fighting against the Zhou family, but if one day he can't fight it... then his position is hard to say." The staff replied bluntly.

Feng Ji took a breath of cigarette: "I understand what you mean, don't worry, go back and talk about it!"

"You just have to know it." The staff point ends.

In fact, Feng Ji is also very depressed. His corps is a consumable that cannot be replenished. After leaving the three major areas, Zhou Fenghe is like a lonely ghost who has lost his roots. The death of one person in the army means that there is no way to replenish. , And this is why they are so afraid of fighting a big battle.

The day the Corps is consumed, the Feng family will have no use value.

Feng Ji was sitting on the bed, smoking a cigarette uneasy, and suddenly the scene of Draken's corpses appeared in his mind.

…

Unknown somewhere.

Jiang Xiaolong's plane landed in a dilapidated airport. He took the people around him and walked towards the car quickly, ready to meet CSS's friends.

In the hiding place of the CSS executives, Reid frowned and said at Coco: "Republican still wants to gain an advantage on the battlefield of Yemen. I am going to attack in the second round!"