Battlefield Contract Worker

Before Jiangan and the others set off, there was a commotion outside. The Secret Society attacked from the front.

Jiangishi said in a deep voice, "As I thought, they will strengthen their frontal offensive. But that's not the point, the point is to cover the surprise team. And we will kill them more directly and more fiercely than the surprise attack. Nest! Act according to plan, concentrate, this has nothing to do with us." They flew directly to the opposite side.

The battle started like this, and a dozen of them lasted for hours. Wollman was full of depression, after the secret society stepped up its attack. He immediately led the staff of the headquarters to advance to the frontal defensive position through the city, but on the way, he encountered a front-end team from the secret society. Facing the incoming enemy army, Wollman's men kept firing, bullets flying over their heads. This is the only Secret Society force to break through the defense line and attack.

There was chaos everywhere in the suburbs, because Wolman consciously blocked the road, and the armed members of the secret society could not pass the road, and they were afraid that they would be wiped out after too much delay. The commanders of these secret societies immediately led their troops to detour east. go. The sound of explosions, the screaming of horses and the screaming of wounded soldiers, roared to the extreme throughout the suburbs of Nay.

Because the secret society's offensive is very fierce, it is a fierce attack without any casualties. Wallman's frontal line of defense is a little bit lost. Due to the many wounded soldiers abandoned by the various units, the wounded soldiers who were barely able to move also retreated into the city with sticks, screaming and scolding as they walked.

Since the troops in the city mostly retreated along the road from the suburbs to the urban area, and the two roads on the left and right have been blocked by Wollman in advance, only the middle road can pass. Soldiers scrambled to get ahead and refused to give in to each other. There were many people and narrow gates, and it was extremely crowded. There were even defeated soldiers who were crushed and trampled to death. There was chaos everywhere.

The situation in the suburban garrison was even more chaotic, with all the troops out of control and scrambling to withdraw one after the other. The secret society armed forces are still approaching frantically.

Sitting alone in the dim light, General Wollman's mood was extremely complicated. Although the outside was already chaotic at this time, no one in his subordinates was willing to go outside to deal with such a panic, and the gloomy ruin-like bunker was filled with a depressing smell. There is no heating, not even enough electricity. The only reserve electricity must be used for this communication.

But compared to these, the bad war situation made Wollman, the old warlord, more worried. The lights dimmed again, and the staff officers of the war department outside let out bursts of complaining curses. It has been almost two hours since the Secret Society launched the offensive.

Within these two hours, the defending troops arranged by Wollman on the south and southeast fronts collapsed again and again, and were almost unorganized, and the defensive positions were breached in many places. In comparison, only the combat troops on the Eastern Front are better, at least the guards there can resist the offensive of the Secret Society. Wollman knew in his heart that if that place was breached, the entire peripheral defense of Nayi City would be completely over.

The defensive line on the outskirts of the city is already terrible. The defenders under Wormmann suffered heavy losses under the attack of the Secret Society. As soon as the retreat order was issued, all defenses collapsed, and several officers and their troops hurriedly retreated into the city by night. Although at this time, the troops in the outer suburbs that had lost their unified command were not so chaotic that they immediately collapsed, but it was not far from the time for a complete collapse.

Especially when the news that the Secret Society Armed Forces had begun to send reinforcements spread below, the defending troops in the outer suburbs had almost lost their will to fight. Both the officers and the soldiers threw away their weapons one after another and fled to the city with all their might.

Even without being on the battlefield, Wollman knew what was going to happen next. The defense on the front line of the southeastern suburbs only resisted for less than an hour, and because of heavy losses, they lost their main defensive positions and were forced to retreat to the second line. The troops completely lost their fighting spirit and became lambs to be slaughtered. From the south, southeast and further north, retreating flood tides are everywhere.

Without the pressure of the officers, without the reprimands of the superiors, no matter whether it is a soldier or a junior officer, everyone only thinks about one thing: that is to escape, the farther the better. The left flank lost cover, the garrison on the right flank also ran away, and the troops on the east flank and the secret society had to withdraw from their positions, which further expanded the scale of the rout.

Under the pursuit and killing of the secret society, the road of retreat has become a road of death. Of the more than 500 people in Wollman, it is estimated that there are less than 200 who can still fight.

Closing his eyes, he seemed to be able to see the wreckage of the car blocking the road, the charred corpses everywhere, the guns and ammunition discarded everywhere, the abandoned vehicles and supplies. Thinking of these generals Wollman can no longer hide the despair on his face~www.readwn.com~ In contrast, the retreat order he issued was not carried out without compromise, and the retreat was extremely chaotic of.

The current battle situation, especially the battle situation after the retreat order was issued, only brought despair to the Volman armed forces. No one still had expectations for this war, even Volman himself, the supreme commander. There is also chaos in his headquarters. The staff members have begun to evacuate through routines. There is a tense and anxious atmosphere in the air.

Wollman shook his head helplessly. At this time, the headquarters was no longer a combat hub. No one here still had confidence in the future. Some were just utter despair, a kind of despair before death. The internal turmoil in the headquarters turned into a pot of porridge, and the nervous aides were arguing over the evacuation route.

Wollman looked deadly at these busy officers. Due to the too fast offensive of the secret society armed forces, the combat units were beaten into chaos.

"General, it's time to go!" A staff officer came over and said softly to the silent Wollman, "The evacuation of the troops has basically been completed! Please transfer your command position immediately!" Wollman sighed and smiled bitterly Shaking his head, he walked out of the messy basement headquarters. The fire outside was so bright that he could barely open his eyes.

"Is this the end?" Wollman stopped at the door, turned abruptly, and roared, "We're not finished. Although we have lost the suburbs, we can still retreat to the southwest. As long as we hold on for two or three more God. Everything will turn around!"

"General." The staff officer whispered, "But our troops' morale is too low. Even if they withdraw into the southwestern city, we don't know if they can hold on for another three or four days."