One Thousand Two Hundred Thirty-Nine, No Choice

Most of the time in life, we are faced with multiple choice questions.

But there are moments, seconds, and flicks of your fingers when you have no choice in life.

Just like the Qing family at this moment, Qing Zhen knew that this huge consortium was sinking into the darkness like the setting sun, but he had no other choice.

However, when there is only one road left in front of you, you no longer hesitate or hesitate.

Because you have nothing to do but move on.

In this Ginkgo Manor, Zhou Qi asked, "Since you already have a plan in your mind, when will we leave? We have to leave after all. It's better to leave early. What are you waiting for?"

"It's not what I'm waiting for," Qing Zhen suddenly laughed: "It's that we can't leave now, and Zero won't let me go."

Zhou Qi raised his eyebrows: "It hasn't hit here yet, we want to withdraw to the northwest, why should it stop us?"

"As I said, you can't take chances with artificial intelligence," Qing Zhen said, "When you went to the Central Plains, a monster ran out of Jingshan to the north to stop Ren Xiaosu. I think Ren Xiaosu should not have killed it, but you guys After returning, the monster never appeared again, and no one knew where it was."

Moreover, the vicinity of the Ginkgo Manor has been monitored by an unknown number of eagles for a long time, and Qing Zhen's every move is now unable to escape the eyes of the other party.

Qing Zhen didn't plan to care either, because it was meaningless.

Zhou Qi pouted: "If you don't leave now, won't you be able to leave in the future? Anyway, I won't care about you at that time. If disaster strikes, I'll dive into the river."

Qing Zhen said, "Don't worry, I made an agreement with Northwest China as early as a year ago."

Luo Lan was stunned for a moment: "A year ago? Wasn't that when Zhou Qi and I went to the northwest, and you didn't go there at that time. We only talked about business affairs on behalf of the Qing family, and didn't mention anything else...etc. Wait, that girl went to talk to Zhang Jinglin on your behalf?"

Qing Zhen stopped talking.

A year ago, Luo Lan and Zhou Qi once sent a girl to the northwest as a hostage in order to connect the Qing family with the Northwest Railway.

At that time, Luo Lan told Xu Xianchu that this was the girl Qing Zhen liked, but Zhou Qi was curious, why he never knew about it.

In fact,

Luo Lan didn't know much about this, and all the information he knew was told to him by Qing Zhen.

Before sending the girl to the northwest, Luo Lan had only seen the girl on both sides, and he never took it to heart, so much that he almost forgot that such a person existed during the year.

But now it seems that the purpose of the girl going to the northwest at that time was not so simple.

This one-year period seems to coincide with the time when the No. 61 Wall is digging the underground tunnel. That is to say, at that time, Qing Zhen was fully preparing to deal with artificial intelligence.

...

Behind the Sanshan Defense Line, Qing Yi stood beside the huge sand table and frowned.

The sand table this time was different from what he had seen before. The red flags represented the deployment of Qing's troops, and the blue flags represented the imaginary enemy troops.

In the past, on the Qing's sand table, there were always more red flags of one's own side, which seemed to be very oppressive.

This time, however, the blue flags representing the enemy were inserted almost all over the area outside the Sanshan Defense Line.

Qing Yi who fought this battle was a little tired because they knew nothing about the enemy.

When fighting Li and Yang, Qing Yi knew very well how to fight, what the opponent's weaknesses and strengths were.

But the crowd controlled by artificial intelligence actually made Qing Yi feel powerless. All the efforts he made seemed to be just for the sake of not losing too ugly.

However, whenever Qing Yi checked the reports of each battle sequence, he always felt a sense of surprise.

The powerful micro-manipulation displayed by artificial intelligence on the battlefield is simply beyond the reach of human beings. Troops cannibalize little by little.

Qing Yi originally thought that the other party would control the elderly and children to rush into battle, and even control their crying, in order to penetrate the psychological defense line of Qing's soldiers.

Just ask, no matter how hard-hearted ordinary soldiers are, they will soften their hearts when they see old people and children rushing over crying for help.

However, the opponent did not use this method. With powerful computing power, he captured more than 40 positions in the Sanshan Defense Line in one day.

This commanding ability made Qing Yi feel that the opponent's fighting style had a strange beauty when he looked at the sand table.

The power of the 152mm howitzer on the battlefield is terrifying, but the opponent is not even afraid of fire coverage.

Qing Yi suddenly remembered what Qing Zhen said: Human beings and artificial intelligence show abilities that you never imagined before. When you replay the game, you will be amazed that you can actually play Go like this.

Even now, Qing Yi is amazed that war can be fought like this.

Qing Yi has lived in the military camp with his uncle since he was a child. He likes the army and also likes to study the military.

Before Qing Zhen asked him what his dreams were, Qing Yi said that he wanted to be a famous general in the world.

At that time, Qing Zhen smiled and said to help him realize this wish.

Later, after Qing Zhen became the master of the Qing clan, he really fulfilled his promise.

Qing Yi's commanding talent is outstanding, even if three army groups are in his hands, he can manage them in an orderly manner.

When the Li family and the Yang family were harvested, Qing Zhen didn't take any more shots, and Qing Yi was the only one who managed it. In the end, the Southwest War ended perfectly.

But Qingyi knows his own shortcomings, and his ability may be more reflected in the detailed management of military affairs, rather than the game in the battlefield.

He didn't have Zhang Jinglin's aspirations, Qing Zhen's plan for a rainy day, and Wang Shengzhi's strategy.

As time passed, he gradually realized that he might not be able to become a famous general in this life.

On the stage of this era, he is destined to be only a supporting role.

Just like life, teenagers always have to understand after growing up in spring, summer, autumn and winter that youth, sweat, and blood may not actually be able to exchange for the dream they look forward to most.

But so what, Qing Yi smiled and said to the confidential secretary beside him: "Call the chief of staff over, I want to re-formulate the battle plan, this time, we will directly abandon the 171 position."

Although he will always lose, before losing this war, Qing Yi has to use what he has seen and learned to the extreme.

...

The evacuation plan in the northwest was relatively smooth. Wang Yuexi divided the evacuated civilians into six batches and left one after another, so that the pressure on the supply station would not be so great, and the evacuated crowd could be more emotionally stable.

In the direction of the key door, Wang Yun calculated that a person passed through every 2.7 seconds. This orderly speed was in line with their plan.

If there are no other accidents, then the No. 144 barrier can be evacuated within three days.

Originally, it took longer to pass through the key gate, but many people gave up the key gate way, and followed the family to embark on the road of retreat on foot.

Some people want to donate their family vehicles because they heard that the 6th Field Division will stay to fight the enemy, and the vehicles are not enough.

In this regard, Zhang Xiaoman refused all of them. After all, the sedans did not help much in the war, and the number was also a little small.

There are not many people who can own a car these days.

At this moment, Wang Fugui is in a small tavern, entertaining the big businessmen of the Southwest Chamber of Commerce.

This is still the small restaurant that Wang Fugui asked everyone to help with the construction of the water conservancy project, but now the owner and staff of this small restaurant have all left the No. 144 barrier in the second batch.

Wang Fugui, dressed in a simple dress, cut the mutton and lamb chops with his own hands, and then threw them into the pot together with the onion, ginger, garlic and other seasonings, waiting for the mutton in the pot to slowly simmer.

He put the deboning knife on the chopping board, and then wiped the blood on his hands with a smile: "Everyone, after this meal, we will be evacuating with the third batch, and we should meet again in Fort 178. The young marshal has talked, please rest assured, even in the war, your property will be guaranteed, and I have also greeted you at the black market."

The faces of the big businessmen became calmer. In troubled times, of course, the rich are most worried about their property.

Although Fortress 178 has never done anything like raiding and confiscating homes for no reason, other consortia have done it, so everyone is very worried at this time.

But now with Wang Fugui's assurance, they are willing to trust the young marshal once.

Of course, you can't believe it.

Since Wang Fugui beat them up last time, these business leaders have been honest. When the young marshal went to inspect the river embankment and water conservancy, they could not wait to go to the river embankment to carry sandbags to show their loyalty.

In fact, after the loyalty is in place, the benefits that Wang Fugui distributes to them will naturally be in place.

This time, Wang Fugui was killing sheep and deboning again, but everyone didn't feel as nervous as last time. Instead, someone took the initiative to ask: "President Wang, just say what you want. If you have something in your hand, don’t begrudge it.”

After Wang Fugui wiped his hands and sat on his seat, he sighed with a frown: "Everyone also knows that my relationship with the young marshal is not comparable to ordinary people. I am his shopkeeper and he is my boss. The boss is in his heart. If there is suffering, I, the shopkeeper, will naturally share his worries for him."

There was silence in the small restaurant, only Wang Fugui's voice remained: "Everyone is going to retreat this time, but do you know that the Sixth Field Division is still staying to fight? Everyone can retreat smoothly, absolutely without the protection of the Northwest Army. , let's just say with a conscience, has the Northwest Army ever treated anyone badly? Has the Northwest Army ever exploited anyone? Has the Northwest Army ever failed to fulfill its responsibilities?"

The big businessmen looked at each other in dismay, and one of the older ones said, "Brother Wang, we can all understand what you said. It is indeed thanks to the Northwest Army that we have been able to live a good life in the past two years."

"Well," Wang Fugui said, "it's good that everyone understands this truth."

"Brother Wang, what kind of support do you need from us?"

"Car," Wang Fugui said, narrowing his eyes, "now that the war is over, the trucks we used to travel to and from the Central Plains are of no use, but it's useless if the trucks are idle. Why don't you donate these trucks for the Northwest Army for the time being? Is it good to use?"

The big businessmen were shocked. For their business of running goods, trucks are the lifeblood.

Only if you have a car can you have goods, and it can even be said that you can only get people who work for you if you have a car.

Now Wang Fugui is too ruthless to take all these trucks away as soon as he opens his mouth.

Seeing that everyone was hesitant, Wang Fugui took a sip from the teacup and said, "I don't have anything to give you this time, but this war broke out, what business do you have? You can't enjoy it all day. The Northwest's good policy, in the end, I don't want to do anything for the Northwest. How can there be such a good thing. Now I'm here to discuss it with you. After the war, Wang Fugui will naturally tell the young marshal about these things. The young marshal is not merciless People, I will not treat you badly."

Someone hesitated: "But..."

Wang Fugui put the teacup on the table, and his face gradually calmed down: "It's nothing to worry about. Earlier, you squeezed laborers. I helped you solve it. Please help me with small matters, and the Northwest Army will pay for you.”

"We demand payment in gold," said one businessman.

Wang Fugui shook his head: "You can't trust the Northwest Army. There is no gold, only the Northwest coins issued by the 178 Fortress Bank."

While talking, there were people moving outside the window of the small restaurant, and everyone clearly saw a group of soldiers surrounding the small restaurant.

Wang Fugui said: "Sai Weng loses his horse, how can you know that it is not a blessing, what do you guys think?"

The older businessman hurriedly said with a smile: "Of course we are willing to fully support the Northwest Army. President Wang, you can decide the rules."

Wang Fugui nodded and walked outside: "Then I'm welcome, just fish the mutton in the pot, I have to leave beforehand."

Now that everyone is racing against time, Wang Fugui has no time to ink with these big businessmen. The vehicle must be taken away, because the sixth field division is in urgent need.

Wang Fugui also knew that as soon as the threat to everyone happened today, his reputation would be ruined, but for some things, someone had to come forward to do it.

It is better to ruin one's own reputation than to ruin Xiaosu's reputation.

There can be hundreds of transport trucks in the hands of these big businessmen, enough for the sixth field division to solve the urgent needs.

There were already cars waiting outside the door. Wang Fugui said to one of Zhang Xiaoman's officers: "Don't let them leave here until you get all the vehicles. They also hand over the diesel and gasoline they have in their colonies. Mutton is a good thing. They eat more."

"Well, don't worry," replied the officer.

President Wang of the Northwest Chamber of Commerce is the direct confidant of the young marshal. This is something everyone knows.

Although Wang Fugui has never intervened in military affairs and never crossed the line, it does not mean that he is not good at speaking in the military.

The car that carried Wang Fugui left, leaving only a dozen or so big businessmen in the small restaurant looking at each other. On the stove not far away, in the large iron pot where the mutton and mutton soup was simmering, the soup was tumbling.

Inside the No. 144 barrier, several convoys were heading for the west gate of the barrier, including Ren Xiaosu.

After dozens of people gathered at the west gate, they waited quietly until another convoy from Fortress 178 appeared on the northwest horizon.

Da Huyou said beside Ren Xiaosu: "Yesterday, the commander also praised that we arranged the retreat in an orderly manner. When he sees you later, he will praise you."

Ren Xiaosu said, "What's the matter with Mr. Zhang coming to the No. 144 barrier today?"

"I don't know, even Wang Fengyuan doesn't know," Da Huyou shook his head.

Ren Xiaosu was a little puzzled. The retreat here only needs to be done step by step. It is reasonable to say that Zhang Jinglin does not need to come here.

A few minutes later, the team quickly arrived at the gate. After getting off the car, Zhang Jinglin said directly to Ren Xiaosu, "Come with me, I have something to discuss with you."

With that said, Zhang Jinglin actually walked to the side, and no one followed except Ren Xiaosu.

When the two walked to a remote place, Zhang Jinglin said, "I won't enter the barrier anymore, I'm here just to tell you one thing."

"What must be said in person?" Ren Xiaosu wondered, "Northwest communication is still open."

Zhang Jinglin smiled: "Of course it is necessary to speak face to face, do you know that Luo Lan and Zhou Qi once sent a girl to the Northwest?"

Ren Xiaosu nodded: "I heard Da Huyou mention later that she was a hostage sent by the Qing family, and you have protected her."

"When the hostages are false, it is true to want to make a secret agreement," Zhang Jinglin said, "A year ago, I made an agreement with Qing Zhen that if one day Wang's artificial intelligence becomes a disaster, the Northwest will accept Qing's people. I also need to help Qing Zhen and others to evacuate from the southwest."

Ren Xiaosu was stunned, he did not expect such a thing.

Da Huyou and others have never mentioned it, and it seems that even Da Huyou is ignorant.

Zhang Jinglin said to himself: "Since then, the 178 Fortress has jointly launched a plan with the Qing family, and then within a year, more than 300 Qing's secret-related scientific researchers came to the northwest to help this Xiang plan is working hard. Now things have been within Qing Zhen's expectations, so I hope you can go to the southwest and help him retreat to the northwest. "

"Receiving Qingzhen coming to the Northwest?" Ren Xiaosu thought for a while, then shook his head and said, "No, it will take less than 3 days to meet Qingzhen, and it doesn't even count the dangerous situation on the road. Since you made such an agreement with Mr. Zhang, you must have foreseen the danger. At this time, I went to the southwest, what should I do with the sixth field division? I can't go, although I take Qing Zhen and Luo Lan as friends, but They are not in immediate danger, and I need to be with my soldiers at a time like this."

Although the other side is a friend, the responsibility of everyone in the sixth field division rests on Ren Xiaosu's shoulders. Luo Lan is a friend, and Zhang Xiaoman and the others are also friends.

Everyone trusts Ren Xiaosu and the young marshal can lead everyone to a way out, but now Ren Xiaosu wants to leave them behind to save others?

Although P5092 said that Ren Xiaosu couldn't go with the 6th Field Division to fight guerrillas this time, but it was always alright for an emergency.

It really can't be beat. Pulling out such a behemoth in the early morning can always save some soldiers, right?

Moreover, Ren Xiaosu had promised Zhao Wankun, the soldiers who opened the door of the key, that he would guard the barrier at No. 144 until the last moment and take everyone away.

Maybe Northwest will lose after all they've done, but those promises can't be let down.

However, at this moment, Zhang Xiaoman at the city gate suddenly ran out: "Young commander! Young commander! The key gate that was opened on the snowy mountain before, a few people ran out, and now I want to see you!"

Ren Xiaosu was puzzled, he asked from a distance, "Who, do I know?"

"You know," Zhang Xiaoman roared, "they are the former knights of Qinghe Group."

This time, Ren Xiaosu was really confused. Didn't the knights say they were going to climb the world's highest peak...

Could it be that Zhao Wankun's key door was opened on that snowy mountain? !