One Thousand Two Hundred and Thirty-Four, Take up Arms Again

Ren Xiaosu had a long dream.

In the dream, the potato shooter that he and Yang Xiaojin planted in the small courtyard on Anning East Road unexpectedly blossomed.

In an instant, the whole world seemed to be immersed in a world of birdsong and flowers, and white flowers bloomed on their roofs.

However, in an instant, a huge flame ignited in the world, and everything was burned.

A strong stench permeated the whole world, like the smell of burnt leather pipes, mixed with a smell of old vinegar.

Ren Xiaosu slowly opened his eyes, and saw Da Huyou sitting next to his bed picking his big feet.

Outside the dormitory window, it was already a new morning, and the sun was shining through the window bit by bit.

Ren Xiaosu said blankly, "Take your stinky feet and get the hell out of here!"

"Young Marshal, you are awake," Da Huyou put on his shoes with a face full of surprise: "You have been awake for a long time, I thought there was something wrong with your body!"

"How long have I been asleep?" Ren Xiaosu asked. He looked up and saw that P5092, Wang Yun, Ji Ziang, Xun Yeyu and others were all crowded in the dormitory of the outpost.

"16 hours," Da Huyou said, "We came here as soon as we received the notice from Commander Zhang. Miss Xiaojin and Miss Yingxue were guarding outside, and some of us elders were guarding inside."

"Why did Mr. Zhang call you over?" Ren Xiaosu was puzzled.

"He said that you may not have rested for a long time, and you will be more fragile when you sleep, so let us guard and prevent you from any accidents," Da Huyou said.

Ren Xiaosu suddenly realized that he hadn't slept for more than forty hours, and experienced the high-intensity escape of being expelled by the dusk, and he really couldn't hold on.

With his vigilance, he didn't even notice that Da Huyou and others were approaching.

However, Ren Xiaosu suddenly felt that it might be because he subconsciously felt that Da Huyou and the others could be trusted, so he was not awakened.

When he lived in the market town before, Yan Liuyuan would not wake him up when he approached.

"Does Mr. Zhang have any instructions?" Ren Xiaosu asked.

"The entire operational command felt that,

We may have to retreat," Da Huyou said.

Today, the entire Northwest has been cut off from the Central Plains.

Even Ren Xiaosu, who has been to the Central Plains himself, can't actually confirm whether Ling really controls the entire Central Plains.

But in wars, people who like to gamble on luck have always lost miserably, so the Northwest Army immediately decided to formulate a combat strategy with the worst plan under the condition of not being sure about the specific situation.

To the east of Fort 178, such as Fort No. 146, Fort No. 144, Fort No. 145, and Fort No. 143 are all located on the plain.

The areas controlled by these barriers are not suitable for large-scale wars at all. If these places are insisted on, the losses of the Northwest Army may increase by an additional 30%.

This 30% is not a simple number, behind it is tens of thousands of lives!

It is impossible for Zhang Jinglin to gamble tens of thousands of lives on how many enemies there are.

So their best choice is to withdraw to the west of the 143 barrier.

The terrain there is more suitable for defense.

Da Huyou said: "If the entire Central Plains has been controlled by artificial intelligence, then Barrier 143 is not our end, and there must be an alternative plan for the retreat."

"Where is the alternative to retreat?" Ren Xiaosu asked calmly.

"Withdraw to Fort 178," Da Huyou replied.

Ren Xiaosu frowned. If the situation was really that bad, it would mean that the northwest was facing the largest migration since the wasteland era.

Not only is the army withdrawing, but the people here are also withdrawing.

That's millions of residents and refugees, how can they just evacuate immediately.

But if you don't take the residents to retreat, let alone whether you have violated the original intention of the Northwest Army, if so many people are left to zero, I am afraid that human civilization will be even more dangerous.

"Where is Mr. Zhang?" Ren Xiaosu asked.

"He arrived at Fortress No. 144 this afternoon," Da Huyou said: "The plan for the retreat of the whole people to the west must start today."

From this moment on, the entire human civilization will start a race against time.

Ren Xiaosu got up: "Follow me back to Fortress No. 144, notify Zhou Yinglong, and the frontline outpost will also evacuate together, and go back to your own battle sequence to report, don't stay here and increase casualties."

At this time, everyone realized that Ren Xiaosu had entered the role of young commander.

Zhou Yinglong was the commander of the 3rd Field Division. If Ren Xiaosu could command the 6th Field Division only with his status as the commander, he would have to use his status as a young commander.

But Da Huyou was stunned for a moment: "That can't be done, young commander, these outposts were originally established for war, and each outpost worked hard to install telephone lines, originally to detect the enemy's situation and buy time for the rear troops. Sacrifice Of course, everyone doesn’t want to see it, but if they withdraw, we will be really blind. At that time, no one will know where the enemy will arrive and when they will approach the city.”

Ren Xiaosu shook his head, then shouted out the window: "Zhou Yingxue!"

"Hey!" The big maid outside the window agreed: "What is the master calling me for?"

Ren Xiaosu said: "When we leave, you will stay in this outpost, and if you find the enemy situation, report it to the rear immediately, and then you will evacuate alone."

"Oh," Zhou Yingxue reluctantly agreed.

With Zhou Yingxue here, even if the enemy army arrived, no one could keep her.

Big Huyou and P5092 looked at each other in dismay, and everyone thought that it would be appropriate to put a Transcendent like Zhou Yingxue here as a sentinel?

In fact, the cost of doing this is of course the least, but Zhou Yingxue will feel particularly uncomfortable, right?

Ren Xiaosu tidied up his clothes and walked out the door. He looked at Zhou Yingxue and said, "Don't look unhappy, after the war is over, the entire black market of the Barrier Alliance will be given to you."

"Really?" Zhou Yingxue's eyes lit up: "The entire barrier alliance?"

"Yes," Ren Xiaosu nodded.

"Thank you, master," Zhou Yingxue smiled openly.

At this time, Zhou Yingxue hadn't fully realized the seriousness of the problem. To be honest, Ren Xiaosu wasn't sure if there would be a name for the Wall Alliance after this battle.

However, Da Huyou and the others discovered it. Regardless of how powerful this girl Zhou Yingxue was in the black market and fortress No. 144 on weekdays, she was as cute as a kitten in front of the young commander and Miss Xiaojin.

On the way back, Ren Xiaosu saw in the car that someone was driving an excavator to dredge some tributaries in the river beside the road.

Da Huyou explained on the co-pilot: "Seeing that the water conservancy construction project is halfway through, and the area of ​​farmland irrigation has also reached half, it is a pity to withdraw to Fort 178 like this."

Ren Xiaosu stared out the window in a daze, wondering if he was really a bastard, every time he just wanted to stop, there would be new changes that would destroy the home he had hoped for.

Yang Xiaojin on the side seemed to have guessed what he was thinking, and suddenly clenched his palm: "We evacuated here not because it was unlucky to follow you, but because there is no peace in this world. You did not bring this troubled world, It was not caused by you, on the contrary, with you guarding this land, I believe we will be able to win."

Ren Xiaosu nodded.

In fact, whether it was Luo Lan, Zhou Qi, and Qing Yi from the Qing clan, or Ren Xiaosu, Da Huyou, and Zhang Jinglin from Fort 178.

When guessing what kind of power the artificial intelligence zero holds, there will actually be a sense of powerlessness.

That is the sense of desperation when a 100-meter-high tsunami hits you head-on, but you have no way out.

However, Ren Xiaosu knew that there was another way to resolve the crisis, and it seemed that he had only one way left.

Yang Xiaojin suddenly whispered: "It may be selfish to say this, but no matter what the situation is, I don't want you to save others by sacrificing yourself, even to save me, understand? We must find other ways of."

After going to Fortress 88, there was no secret between Ren Xiaosu and Yang Xiaojin, so Yang Xiaojin knew exactly what Ren Xiaosu's last resort was.

But for her, if the price of saving the world is to sacrifice Ren Xiaosu, then she is absolutely unwilling.

Ren Xiaosu smiled: "It won't get to that point."

...

The group first returned to the garrison camp of the Sixth Field Division. After all the core members entered the conference room, Ren Xiaosu pointed out the topic: "The content of the discussion today is how to arrange for the orderly evacuation of the residents of the entire Northwest. Remember, organize their evacuation. Never women's benevolence, we can't leave them to AI."

Zhang Xiaoman wondered: "Does artificial intelligence really have so many nano-robots? There are millions of people in Northwest China. Can it control so many?"

"We can only prepare for the worst now," P5092 explained. "We don't know if it has this capability, but we can only assume that it can. Now we have to make two preparations, one is to retreat, and the other is to meet the enemy. "

There are too many things involved in the retreat, the destruction of confidential documents, the transfer of grain reserves, the transfer of various materials, the registration of personnel transfers, how to transfer in batches, how to set up the supply line on the way to retreat, this is actually a very huge task. project.

It is definitely not as simple as telling the residents to run away today, and then everyone flees for their lives together.

As for the second matter of meeting the enemy, it is even more difficult.

The evacuation of millions of people is a long process. According to Wang Yuexi's estimate, the entire evacuation plan will take a month to be fully completed. However, according to Ren Xiaosu's estimate, the crowd in the Central Plains will reach Barrier No. 144 within half a month at most.

This half a month's time must be won.

Fortress No. 144 is the closest fortress to the Central Plains, and the Sixth Field Division, as the garrison of Fortress No. 144, has a duty to do so.

Ren Xiaosu thought for a while and looked at P5092: "Take the original fire troops and retreat, and participate in the construction of the rear defense line. I will tell Mr. Zhang about this. Zhou Yinglong's third field division is on the way south. At that time, it will be organized by They've done the switching."

Earlier, he had reached an agreement with P5092. After the First World War in the Wizarding Kingdom, the combat sequence of the original fire force would withdraw from the battle and no longer participate in the civil war between the Fort Alliance.

Therefore, during this period of time, the black fox took off the command task to lead the recruits, those fire soldiers went to help build water conservancy, and a small part went to help the residents of the barrier to reclaim grain fields.

At this moment, the black fox should be leading the recruits on the way to pull fertilizer.

However, after Ren Xiaosu finished speaking, P5092 shook his head: "It's different, this is no longer a civil war between the barrier alliances, it is a war about the survival of human beings. The soldiers of the original fire squad will return to the In my post, I have just notified Black Fox to come back to attend the meeting."

As soon as the voice fell, the door of the conference room was pushed open by the black fox.

An extremely ugly smell of chemical fertilizer permeated the entire conference room. The black fox looked at Ren Xiaosu and P5092 and asked, "Sir, what do you need me to do when you call me back?"

P5092 said calmly: "You need to take your brothers to pick up weapons again."