"Oh." Stilwell sighed and explained the key points briefly.

It turned out that after Montgomery sent Grant and others to intercept the military's transport vehicles, the news came from the headquarters and combined with the information provided by the monitoring radar, it was found that the garrison in the city of Mond was heading towards the Gantt Mountains in the north. It was rumored that a large-scale riot occurred in the resource mining area, and the uprising miners were preparing to advance southwest and occupy a military base on the Diromos Plateau.

"Unite all forces that can be united" is the slogan shouted by Marion, and it is also the strategic policy of the rebel army.

The garrison of Mond City rushed to support, but with the combat effectiveness of the miners alone, they would definitely lose. After repeated consideration, Montgomery believed that it was necessary to rescue them and enrich the strength of the Northern Jiangsu Alliance Army. Of course, if the air base on the Diromos Plateau could be removed, it would be a killing two birds with one stone.

So, about a battalion of troops were sent to guide the miners to evacuate.

The garrison of Mond City assisted the Diromos Plateau in the north, and the city's defensive ability was greatly reduced, which was a good time to expand the results. After discussion and research by the General Staff, an action plan to openly repair the plank road and secretly travel to Chencang.

In addition to the 500 troops supporting the miners' uprising, the number of alliance troops stationed in the Makanda factory area was about 15,000. Montgomery divided the 15,000 people into three groups.

The first group of 3,000 people attacked the air freight terminal 100 kilometers north of Dala Salt Field in the northeast. The government used it to hoard grain and wait for transportation.

The second group of 1,800 people were all on armored vehicles with excellent speed and performance. They bypassed the city of Mond from the north and penetrated into the enemy's back. They maneuvered left and right around the logistics supply line of the First Legion and bluffed, causing a sign of breaking the enemy's back.

The above two groups of men were just to confuse the military's sight. In fact, a 10,000-man armament was starting from the Makanda Arsenal, and it was magnificent and took the city of Mond in the west.

The distance between Makanda Arsenal and Mond City is only 47 kilometers. Montgomery did not move the combat command center, but only brought about 300 defensive troops to stay in Makanda to command the combat.

The attack on Mond City was very smooth. In less than three hours, the two soldiers left behind in the city hung up white flags and surrendered. At the same time, the troops attacking the air transport terminal in the north also heard the news of a victory in the war.

Montgomery and others were all excited. Once Montgomery lost the city of Montgomery, the First Legion lost the front-line stronghold that suppressed the Northern Union Army. There was no doubt that this was a very heavy blow to the government army. On the other hand, after occupying Montgomery, the Northern Union Army could be used as a springboard to radiate its military influence to the west, north and south, and connect with the Southern Union Army operating in the southern part of the Sunalu River, bringing most of the eastern coastal areas of the Odin continent under the control of the rebel army. It directly forced the First Legion to retreat to the western inland.

In addition, occupying Mond City will bring another benefit. A large number of peasants, laborers and proletariats who yearn for the rebel army will actively join the revolutionary ranks and become members of the Union Army in the Northern Jiangsu. The forces of the rebel army will naturally rise.

Montgomery had a good idea and good strategic considerations, but something unexpected happened to him. An elite government force suddenly appeared outside the Makanda Arsenal, surrounded the command of the Northern Jiangsu Alliance Army and launched a fierce offensive.

The rebel army had only 300 garrison troops. All they could do was to shrink and defend under the attack of half of the opponent's elite troops. At the same time, the Second Fleet of the South China Sea, which was originally nestled in the military port, took advantage of the war to snatch the war between the two sides, bypassing the southeast coast occupied by the Southern Union Army, heading northward from the eastward direction, like a sharp knife, heading straight to the vital points of the Alliance Army's throat.

Montgomery was stupid now. Based on the enemy's movements and tactical layout, he realized a fact. He was imprisoned and the military played a trick to lure the enemy into the deep. Taking the riot on the Diromos Plateau as an opportunity, and then using Mond as bait, he lured the Northern Jiangsu Alliance Army to use troops eastwards so that the elite troops of the offensive command and the missile destroyer formation in Rut Bay could surround the back of the rebels.

I am afraid that the 408th Armored Division of the Government Army, who rushed from Mond City to support the northwest, would flew a shot and cooperate with the 508th Armored Division stationed at the headquarters of the First Inland Corps in the Western Inland, launch an attack on the Northern Jiangsu Alliance Army from the northwest and southwest directions. At that time, facing the three-way attack from the military, its own legion would inevitably be unable to escape the defeat. Even if it was huddled in Mond City and defended under the siege, the morale of the army would fluctuate and would not last long.

Thinking that the Alliance Army was about to face such a situation, Montgomery gritted his teeth and informed the front line of the attack on the Makanda Arsenal, and ordered the rebels in the city of Mond to abandon their original target, evacuate south, and join the Southern Union Army.

His decision to make such a decision means that he has given up saving himself and died generously for righteousness.

Unfortunately, his men refused to cooperate. The distance between Makanda Arsenal and Mond City is less than 50 kilometers, and if you march in a hurry, you can arrive in half an hour at most.

The senior leaders of the Northern Jiangsu Alliance Army led by Stilwell and Shunette decided to return westward to rescue. After Montgomery was rescued, they turned north and joined a group of troops attacking the air transport terminal, and then retreated north along the coastline. As long as they could reach the northeast coast, they could be hid under the wings of the First and Second Fleets of the North Sea to maintain the strength of the entire team.

However, what they never expected was that the 1,500-man unit that besieged the command center, under the cover of the Rut Bay missile destroyer formation, actually withstood the attacks again and again by most of the armored divisions of the rebel army.

What made them even more angry was that their communication with the command was interfered with electronics and fell into a state of paralysis. If the command fell and Montgomery died, they would immediately turn around and retreat, but the key was that Montgomery and others were still alive.

Give up the command center? Watching the comrades die in battle? They are unwilling to give up. Don't give up? Continue attacking. The fools can see that the enemy is clearly playing delay tactics. Once the enemy troops from the northwest and southwest arrive, they will eat them all like dumplings. For a moment, the Alliance Army was in a dilemma.

After hearing the narrative, Grant's face became a little embarrassed. He thought that they were the only ones who were in danger, but he didn't expect that even the command center had experienced a nightmare scene.

"What should we do next?"

Stilwell was about to speak when a conscript happened to pass by with a bloody soldier on his back.

"Wait." Stilwell walked forward, regardless of the dirty blood, wiped the blood on the warrior's face with his sleeve, and gently brushed his angrily open eyes: "Let's go."

Another stretcher passed by behind him. A big hole was blown out of the left abdomen of the injured soldier. Blood gushed out and fell to the ground drop by drop along the steel plate below.

He kept shaking, his face pale and there was no trace of blood. He listened with his ears, and he sounded like murmurs and low hums lingered in his ears.

A trace of sadness flashed in Stilwell's eyes, and he waved his hand to signal the medical staff to pause, took off his T-shirt and gently covered the soldier's body, and then waved his hand to signal the medical staff to continue.

He didn't say anything, but turned his head to look at the place where the explosion lit up. Countless scars were lying on his dark back, including long and narrow knife wounds, burns caused by electrodes on the skin, and round scars left by bullets shot into his body.

Looking at the devastated frontline battlefield, Grant tightened the assault rifle in his hand: "Major, why don't I take someone to try it."

Stilwell turned his head and swept over Joey, Monroe, Sam Jr. and others behind Grant, and shook his head: "This time the enemy is all elite military forces, with excellent weapons, large caliber machine guns, snipers as numerous as cows, and relying on the high ground, as well as warship gunfire support. You can only die if you go up."

"They... are still young..."

Grant clenched his fists hard, and didn't say anything. But little Sam suddenly grabbed the corner of his clothes and said, "Tarosa and the others... They said they would help us, maybe, they can... they can..."

Stilwell turned around and glared at him: "Who is Tarosa?"

"He...them..." Little Sam was frightened and his body shrank back. Stilwell was tall and big, black, and had a fierce look on his face. He was covered with blood on his body. From a distance, he looked like a demon.

"I just said it casually." Monroe interrupted Sam's stuttering little, shook his head, and a bitter smile appeared on his mouth.

"Sam, don't be stupid." Walton rubbed Sam's head: "If he really planned to help us, how could he get off the bus halfway? After all, this is our war and has nothing to do with them."

"But...but..." Xiao Sam argued hard, thinking about what Hausen said to him in the bar, and then Tang Fang's smile. He didn't believe from the bottom of his heart that they were a group of hypocrites who went back on their word.

"Yes, Sam, you have to learn to grow up and trust others, and often you will lose your life in vain." Joey also persuaded him from the side: "They are all foreigners, and they don't understand the suffering we Crotans at all. They can't understand our hatred for this damn empire, nor do they understand our persistence."

"As long as a breath remains, we will fight to the end with this dynasty that is decadent, depraved, unable to see the future, and unable to see hope. This is our vow, and it is also the courage to support us in life."

Little Sam stopped talking and looked at the clear sky in the south with a puzzled look. A line of dimness lit up in the west valley. The setting sun was like blood, and the sunset was thick.
Chapter completed!