Chapter 367 Breakthrough

Five o'clock in the morning, the front lines of the Old Mo Allied Forces.

Su Tianyu sat inside a smoke-filled tent, his face sallow, his eyes bloodshot, frowning and smoking.

After returning from Tan Hengqiang's side, he handed Yuan Biao's line over to Gu Baishun to continue cultivating, while he pondered the situation on the Old Mo battlefield.

Judging from the information coming back from the front lines, the attacking troops were in a difficult situation. Recently, Zhao Weihu had once again organized an offensive, attempting to break through towards Huarez Town, but with little success.

Bai Qiao, relying on the air and sea firepower support of Zone One, was using a tortoise strategy, hiding in the complex defense lines and refusing to come out. Large-scale corps assaults were proving ineffective against them.

Faced with this situation, Su Tianyu had been worried ever since his return. He had been awake for nearly thirty hours, constantly thinking about how to break the deadlock in the Old Mo region.

In fact, Su Tianyu already had a very meticulous and enormous plan in his mind, but it was also extremely risky.

If it succeeded, it would lay the foundation for victory in the Old Mo region. But if it failed, it would be a total loss. He was very hesitant.

"Cough, cough..."

Thinking of this, Su Tianyu picked up the cigarette butt that was about to burn his fingers and stuck it into the overflowing ashtray, involuntarily coughing from the rising ash.

Just then, the tent flap was lifted, and An Qiqi walked in with breakfast. She was also choked by the smoke and couldn't help waving her hand, saying, "Wow, it's so smoky! It's like you fell into a chimney."

Su Tianyu looked at her, smiling wearily, and said, "Why are you up so early?"

An Qiqi said with concern, "I saw your light was on before I went to bed last night, and when I got up this morning, the light was still on… How many hours have you been without sleep? Are you trying to kill yourself?!"

Su Tianyu sighed, "Alas… I can't sleep."

An Qiqi didn't want to say much more. She walked over, placed the breakfast on the table, opened the lid, and said softly, "Eat something."

"Okay."

Su Tianyu grabbed a steamed bun and, with the hot soup, devoured it ravenously.

An Qiqi sat next to him, looking at his stubble-covered, haggard profile. She couldn't help but feel sorry for him. After a long silence, she said, "Go out and get some fresh air after you've eaten. It's not good to stay cooped up in here all the time."

Su Tianyu nodded, "It's time to get some fresh air. Accompany me for a walk later."

"Okay."

...

A little while later, An Qiqi accompanied Su Tianyu after he had eaten breakfast. The two of them, without guards, walked arm in arm through the camp.

The mountains were shrouded in clouds and mist, the forests stretched endlessly, and the scenery was picturesque. The only annoying thing was that there were black shell craters everywhere.

The two walked slowly, Su Tianyu remaining silent throughout.

An Qiqi stopped and looked at him, saying, "You seem to have something on your mind. What's wrong? Tell me about it."

Su Tianyu also stopped, his expression somewhat conflicted, and said, "I've thought of a very risky plan, but I can't make up my mind yet…"

An Qiqi lowered her head, paused for a moment, and said, "Xiao Yu, haven't you noticed? You've changed."

Su Tianyu turned to look at her, somewhat puzzled, and asked, "Why do you say that?"

An Qiqi explained, "You used to be very decisive in your actions, but since the war started, you've become more and more hesitant."

Su Tianyu thought for a moment and said to her, "Qiqi, this time is different. If we fail this time, it's not just me who loses. The people of Dragon City and hundreds of thousands of soldiers will have to face the consequences of defeat. We stood up and shouted, and most of the people responded, even giving up many things for it. We have to be responsible for them. The cost of defeat cannot be borne by them."

An Qiqi looked at him and couldn't help saying, "The older you get, the more you're like my dad. You two always overthink things, trying to minimize the risks. But there's no such thing as risk-free in this world. You're just putting yourselves too high, always trying to carry all the burdens on your own. This will only make you lose your judgment."

Hearing this, Su Tianyu looked at her.

An Qiqi paused and continued, "Xiao Yu, I don't like you when you're like a slick politician… I still prefer the Liu Zi who was full of spirit, fearless, and had ideals and ambitions when he first arrived in Dragon City. I don't know what your plan is, but if you believe that what's in your heart is right, you should do it. Instead of hesitating and making yourself look exhausted. It's like… the way you treat our relationship, full of entanglement and ambiguity."

"I'm not full of entanglement and ambiguity," Su Tianyu said, looking at her with his hands behind his back, smiling helplessly, "Hehe, you're already calling him Dad, what else do you want me to do?"

An Qiqi pouted and said, "What's the use of you calling him Dad? I've been waiting for you for ten years, and you've never given me an answer."

Hearing this, Su Tianyu reached out and gently stroked An Qiqi's cheek, helping her tuck her hair behind her ear, and said softly, "I'll marry you when we win."

An Qiqi looked at him helplessly, "What if we lose?"

Su Tianyu smiled, "I'll marry you even if we lose. It's a consolation prize."

"Get lost!" An Qiqi glared at him, then looked at his haggard appearance and couldn't help softening her tone, "I feel really sorry for you the way you are now. I don't understand military affairs, and I don't understand what you're thinking, but I want to tell you, don't always think about carrying everything alone. The victory or defeat of any war cannot be the result of one person. We don't know what will happen in the next second, we can't predict the future. Like Tong Hui, and Xiao Rou…"

As she spoke, An Qiqi's eyes turned red, and she said with a sob, "Tong Hui probably never thought that he would have such an encounter. Xiao Rou was already imagining herself in a wedding dress. But they still got such results in unexpected ways. What I want to tell you is that there's so little one person can do. Do your best, and leave the rest to fate. Just be clear in your conscience."

Listening to these words, looking at the stubborn girl in front of him, Su Tianyu's entanglement was inexplicably cleared up.

After a long silence, he said with a slight sigh, "Qiqi, you're right. The biggest problem with us is that we overestimate ourselves, always imagining ourselves as the most crucial person. Maybe, I know what to do…"

He slowly stretched out his hand, hugged An Qiqi tightly, and whispered in her ear, "Thank you, you always give me different advice at the most important moments. I've never avoided our relationship, I love you… When the sound of cannons and guns stops here, we'll get married."

An Qiqi was moved, her eyes were red, but she gently pushed Su Tianyu away, "Who wants to marry you? I'm leaving."

Su Tianyu was stunned and quickly asked, "What are you going to do?"

"Go to Pana City." An Qiqi explained, "There's been fighting here all the time, and I can't help much. But I want to do something. There are many refugees in Pana City who need help, and there are many jobs that are suitable for me. I want to go there. And I've already contacted them, Uncle Liu will come to pick me up then."

Su Tianyu thought for a while, the front line was indeed not very safe, so he nodded and said, "Okay, then I'll send someone to escort you back."

After the two finished speaking, they returned to the tent.

This conversation made Su Tianyu re-examine himself. He had previously thought of himself as too important, carrying all the pressure on his shoulders.

Qiqi was right. The victory or defeat of a war can never be determined by one person, nor is it the responsibility of a small group of people. His job in this position was to make the final effort with the most decisive decisions.

Thinking of this, he sat in the tent, dialed Zhao Weihu's number, and said to him, "I've thought of a plan. Notify all commanders, let's have a decisive battle meeting."

...

In Zone One, a woman hesitated for a long time, but still curled up on the sofa and dialed that number.