"Report, I went out to the observation post on the 1st and found an alien flying saucer. There are a lot of zombies below, and they are coming towards my shelter."

A call came from the observation post. After hearing the content of the call, Wang Hu said indifferently: "Quantity."

"Incalculable, everywhere, just like... just like sea water..."

As a scout, report precise numbers, not adjectives.

But Wang Hu didn't blame the scouts this time, because it really wasn't an issue that could be counted.

"Understood, withdraw the investigation post immediately!"

"It's like a tsunami. It's too late. Brigadier, go out to the reconnaissance post to complete the mission. Please step down!"

Wang Hu's fingers holding the microphone tightened slightly, and then he said in a deep voice: "Approved to send the whistle, you did a good job, I will give you credit."

"Thank you, chief, that's it!"

The phone was hung up. It was the observation post who hung up on their brigade commander.

Wang Hu put down the phone. When he received the call, he already knew the fate of the three scouts.

Visibility was not good at night, so when the observation posts really noticed that a large number of zombies were coming, they had no time to evacuate because the zombies were coming with such ferocity that it was not like a dyke bursting but a tsunami.

Quantitative changes lead to qualitative changes. Many people don't understand this truth. Even if flesh and blood bodies are no match for steel, when these flesh and blood bodies reach a certain number and are not afraid, everything will be different.

Wang Hu turned around and said to the correspondents around him: "Notify all artillery positions to prepare to fire."

The correspondents immediately picked up the phone.

In the combat command room, there is Xinghe and sixteen fully armed soldiers.

Judging from their equipment and outfit, they can be recognized as special forces at a glance. They are a special operations group sent by Shimen No. 1 to support them.

But in this battle, the special forces are not of much use, so their only mission is to protect the galaxy.

In the headquarters, Wang Hu is there, Xinghe is there, sixteen special forces are there, the chief of staff and political commissar are there, and of course Xiang Weiguo is also there.

Xiang Weiguo said to Wang Hu: "Give me the order!"

Wang Hu took a breath and said, "Lao Xiang, you stay here."

Xiang Weiguo frowned and said, "How can I stay here? What's the use of staying here? I'm going back to my position."

Wang Hu waved his hand and said: "This is an order."

Xiang Weiguo was extremely puzzled, but his feet were nailed to the spot.

If it is an order, it must be carried out.

"Order all units to prepare for battle and fire at each position at the appropriate opportunity."

The messengers immediately rushed out.

Wang Hu breathed a sigh of relief, and then he said to the correspondent: "Contact No. 1."

The correspondent dialed the number. Wang Hu picked up the phone and said, "I'm Wang Hu."

"I am Chen Peng."

"The second station was attacked by a large number of zombies and is about to meet the enemy."

"The same goes for the first one. A large number of zombies are coming towards my position. Is this good news?"

Wang Hu thought for a while and said: "It's good news, absolutely good news. The pressure on my side is much less."

"That's good, that's good."

Why is this good news? Because if the zombies are only coming towards Ersuo, it means that the Orochi people judge that Xinghe is here. If this is the case, it is unlikely that Xinghe will escape.

But if the first station was also attacked, it means that the Orochi people did not know that Xinghe was in the second station, so the Orochi people launched an indiscriminate attack, and the pressure was reduced by half, which is good news for protecting Xinghe.

Hearing Chen Peng happily say that's fine, Wang Hu was silent for a moment, and then he whispered: "Old Chen, I owe you."

"Is your face too big?"

Chen Peng laughed twice, and then he said in a very sarcastic tone: "Do you, Wang Hu, have such a big reputation? You are thinking too much. Use my artillery support first. I can't hold you back.

On the other side, I have to say one more thing, are you ready to break out?"

"When you're ready, defend if you can, and break out if you can't."

"Well, that's it. I'm waiting for your orders at any time. If you need anything, I'll do my best to meet it. We two brothers can't see each other anymore. I wish you good luck. Now I have to direct the battle and stay on the phone."

Wang Hu heaved a sigh of relief and put down the phone, but did not hang up.

Gunfire rang out and soon became violent.

Chen Peng left the phone, walked aside, and said in a deep voice: "Attention of all units, let the survivors prepare for a breakout."

A combat staff officer suddenly ran into the command room and shouted: "Division Commander! I can't hold on any longer! Call for artillery fire, call for artillery fire!"

Chen Peng said coldly: "There is no artillery fire and no support."

The combat staff officer was anxious. He rushed to Chen Peng and roared: "We can't spare any more, save our artillery fire for the smaller ones!"

The chief of staff said angrily: "What are you talking about? If there is no artillery fire, there is nothing!"

"Where are our cannons? Where are our cannons? I drew the coordinates. You tell me we don't have cannons? Where are the cannons? The defense line is about to be breached. What are you waiting for!"

Looking at the yelling combat staff officer, Chen Peng took a deep breath, put his arm around the combat staff officer's shoulders, and whispered in his ear: "There are no more cannons, not a single one, all support for the second station.

"

"What? You, you...why!"

The chief of staff made a face and whispered: "Because the Second Institute is more important than ours, more important than all of us..."

"Why! Why are they doing this?"

The combat staff officer is a captain. In normal times, he would not dare to talk to his superiors like this if he was killed, but now, he dares.

Chen Peng once again whispered in the ears of the combat staff: "Because there is hope over there, we can give up everything and still keep the headquarters of the Second Institute!"

"hope?"

Chen Peng smiled, a sad smile, and then he whispered: "I would rather the stone gate not grow grass, but also protect the two escapes. Does it rhyme? Do my words rhyme?"

The chief of staff smiled miserably and said: "It rhymes, but it doesn't quite fit the theme."

The combat staff officer's face turned pale. He looked at the division commander, then at the chief of staff, and suddenly said: "Is it worth it? There are more than 200,000 people, is it worth it..."

Chen Peng whispered: "It's worth it, it's really worth it. I don't want to tell you this, but you... are different. Your father sent you to me, and I failed to protect you. I'm sorry to the old leader."

, but I secretly tell you that it’s really worth it, because there is dawn over there at the Second Institute! You don’t know what dawn means, but your dad does, so when I met him down there, he couldn’t say anything to me.”

Chen Peng patted the combat staff officer twice on the shoulder, and then said with an apologetic look: "As for you, I can only say I'm sorry. Don't blame you, Uncle Chen."

The combat staff nodded and whispered: "I understand, I... go out, I'll go to the machine gun position."

"Don't go, stay here, I want to make sure you don't talk nonsense."

The combat staff whispered to Chen Peng: "Chief, I want to do my best, are you still worried that I will have the opportunity to leak the secret?"

Chen Peng thought for a while and said with a smile: "It's your father's seed, so go ahead."

At this moment, the correspondent shouted: "Second station called for artillery fire, coordinate group 0, fire at full speed!"

Chen Peng roared: "Fire! Fire!"

"No need to test fire, artillery fire coverage!"

The correspondent added something into the microphone. Chen Peng rushed to the table and shouted angrily into a row of microphones: "Shoot up the last shells and die on the battlefield. I, Chen Peng, will live and die with you! I am ahead of you."

Die! Fire! Fire me!"

Wang Hu could hear Chen Peng's voice on the other end of the phone, and everyone could hear it.

The second station had to call for artillery support, but didn’t the first station need it?
Chapter completed!