Wei Jie
Chapter 1414 Persistence is Victory
An hour later, Guada region, Moderamon headquarters.
Staff officers were holding an emergency meeting, constantly conducting simulations on the sand table, discussing how to block the joint offensive of the Old Mo government army, the Renmin Army, and the Western Expeditionary Corps.
The situation of the entire Western Military Alliance was already very critical. Although Moderamon's main force was still struggling to defend, many defense zones had begun to show signs of collapse. If adjustments were not made in time, they might not be able to hold on for long.
Therefore, Moderamon was so anxious that he even sent a delegation to urge Palu to actively fight.
At the same time, the news of the delegation being killed was suppressed by Palu and not leaked to the outside world.
Thus, Moderamon was sitting in his headquarters, waiting for Heath's news while on the phone with Bayar Joe, the commander-in-chief of the rebels.
Hearing the news from the other party, Moderamon emphasized his tone and repeatedly confirmed: "General Bayar Joe, are you sure that your troops can appear in my sight before six o'clock tonight?"
On the phone, Bayar Joe said very confidently: "Don't worry. In the past few days, the Old Mo government army has suffered heavy losses in two-line battles and is unable to stop our continuous air-ground coordinated offensive with Area One. I guarantee that you will see my troops tonight as you wish!"
"Okay, then I'll wait for your good news." Although the other party was very confident, Moderamon did not relax his heart and still urged: "If you don't come tonight, you can only go to Santos' headquarters tomorrow to find my body."
Bayar Joe laughed: "Don't worry, my friend, put your heart back in your stomach, we will meet soon."
"Okay, then that's it for now, see you tonight."
"Okay."
The two hung up the phone, and Moderamon looked down at the sand table in front of him, lost in thought.
Just then, his chief of staff walked in, with a smile on his face.
Moderamon glanced at him and said softly: "I hope you bring back good news."
"Of course, my general." The chief of staff immediately replied: "Our negotiations have taken effect. General Palu's troops have left their garrison and begun to extend outward, gradually moving towards the 425 Highland, where the fighting is most intense."
Hearing this, a big stone in Moderamon's heart fell to the ground, and there was finally some smile on his face: "This greedy and timid Palu, his rusty brain has finally opened up, and he is willing to use his troops. Go, follow me to the forward observation post to take a look at them."
"Okay."
The chief of staff nodded and immediately arranged for the guard regiment to protect Moderamon, leave the command post, and head towards the destination in military vehicles.
…
About twenty minutes later, Moderamon was standing on a high mountain in the distance from the front line.
Because he had been fighting continuously for several days, although Moderamon's military uniform was neat, his hat and clothes were covered with dust, and his face was a little sallow, as if he was malnourished, looking very embarrassed.
Even so, he still put on a pair of white gloves like a model, took the telescope handed over by his subordinates, and looked into the distance.
Soon, Palu's main force appeared in his sight. This army was spreading outward in an orderly manner, with various armored vehicles and infantry all mobilized. The internal defense zone began to tighten, showing a trend of preparing to counterattack outward.
Seeing this scene, Moderamon put down the telescope and looked at his chief of staff, saying with some relief: "If Palu's force of more than 20,000 people can fully commit to the offensive, it will not be a problem for us to hold on until tomorrow morning."
The chief of staff nodded and was about to speak.
"Boom!"
A violent explosion suddenly came from a distant mountainous area.
Moderamon and the others couldn't help but look in the direction of the sound. They saw a squadron of Area One fighters flying in formation in the distant sky, the scene was spectacular and the momentum was amazing.
These fighters constantly swooped down, strafing or launching missiles, carrying out air strikes on the Old Mo government army.
Moderamon, who had persisted in the Guada area for almost five days, finally felt a glimmer of hope when he saw the fighter squadrons advancing towards his direction in the blue sky.
The corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise slightly. He reached out and straightened his general's hat, and said calmly: "Just as I expected, victory belongs to those of us who dare to resist."
Saying that, Moderamon paused, turned his head to look at the chief of staff, and instructed: "Notify Heath, and after discussing with Palu, return to the command post immediately."
As soon as he finished speaking, an officer next to him immediately replied: "Report, I just contacted Staff Officer Heath, but he didn't answer the phone."
Moderamon couldn't help but frown.
The chief of staff made a timely supplement: "Maybe they are holding a military meeting."
Moderamon pondered for a moment, and said slowly: "Yes, Heath is very good at negotiating."
The crowd stood on the mountain for a while. Moderamon looked at the distant sky and said with confidence: "Tonight, Area One's fighters will occupy this airspace. Let's go, let's go back."
"Yes!"
The crowd turned around and was about to leave.
"Wuwuwu—"
A burst of charge horns unique to Chinese soldiers suddenly came from the distant 431 mountainous area. The sound was loud and intimidating.
"Bang bang bang!"
Immediately afterwards, a burst of dense artillery fire rang out. The enemy's artillery positions were firing in unison, attacking the defense zones on both sides of Palu's troops.
"Boom!"
The explosions rose one after another, and almost in the blink of an eye, a red sea of fire was set off in the defense zones on both sides.
Moderamon couldn't help but be shocked. He immediately stopped and asked, "What's the situation? Why has the attack there suddenly become so intense?!"
"Report! Palu's troops are acting strangely!"
Accompanied by an officer's shout, Moderamon hurriedly picked up the telescope and looked down.
He saw that Palu's troops, under the cover of artillery fire, had launched an attack on the defense zones of friendly forces on both sides. The friendly forces had already suffered from artillery fire, and now they were suddenly attacked by their own people. They soon began to collapse, and many openings were torn open.
Immediately afterwards, a large number of enemy soldiers in green uniforms, accompanied by the loud charge horns, poured in like a tide. They followed the openings torn open by Palu's troops and rushed into the defense zone.
Moderamon was completely stunned by this scene.
The chief of staff was also dumbfounded, his eyes widened, and he asked with a pale face: "What exactly is Palu doing?!"
"Pa!"
Moderamon slapped the other party in the face and roared at him: "Even a fool should be able to see that that bastard has rebelled! Immediately notify the troops and tell them to quickly fill the gaps in the defense line for me, quickly! Otherwise, we will be buried alive here today by ant-like enemies!! In addition, notify the entire army to wear their military uniforms inside out to distinguish traitors and show their identity."
The chief of staff covered his face and whispered a reminder: "General... our military uniforms are yellow even when worn inside out."
Moderamon was silent for a while, pointed at the chief of staff and said: "You are indeed a smart person. Tie your boot leggings to your smart head for me and tell everyone to do the same!"
"Yes!"
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At the same time, Kang Dinghuang took a plane and arrived at the rebel base.
Just as he got off the plane and was about to walk towards the military vehicle, an officer behind him stepped forward and shouted at him: "Report to the Chief of General Staff, there has been a change on the front line!"
Kang Dinghuang turned around, frowned and asked, "What's the situation?"
The officer immediately replied: "Palu of the Western Military Alliance seems to have defected."