Chapter 1238 Birmingham is over

Chapter 1238 Birmingham is over

When Liu Yong heard that Zeng Wangcai seemed to want to kill Sister Mei, he didn't care about anything else and immediately jumped into the camera: "Wangcai, it's not easy to kill the president. Killing him will cause a lot of trouble and there will be no benefits. There are also civilians..."

"Old man, what are you thinking? I know." Zeng Wangcai said with a smile, "I gave the civilians three hours to retreat. This is all recorded. As long as they are not looking for death, they will not die. If the civilians retreat, Sister Mei will naturally follow as long as she is not stupid. If she is stupid, then I can't do anything."

"No, you can't do that, Wangcai. How can you be so honest in a war and set a time?" This time it was Yang Mingyuan who got angry, as he couldn't stop talking about his old profession.

"It's okay. I know what you want to say." Zeng Wangcai showed his tablet. "Did you see that? The reinforcements coming from Wudu. I deliberately said three hours to give Sister Mei time to mobilize the reinforcements."

"Good boy, surround the point and attack the reinforcements."

"That's what I mean."

Not until Zeng Wangcai was fully prepared did the three old men retreat again.

"Brother Wu, what's the matter with you guys?" Zeng Wangcai brought the topic back.

"The Americans are here, but the talks are not going well..." Wu Yao recounted the negotiation in detail, "What exactly are your plans? We have to be consistent, otherwise it will be difficult for us to negotiate."

"My plan is very simple, break through and destroy them!" Zeng Wangcai replied, "We will mainly attack the army of the Corrupt Country and adopt a tactic of attrition. We will consume the Corrupt Country's army as much as possible and wipe out their army. By then, the other eleven families will have to flee..."

Zeng Wangcai told all his plans. This was the first time he revealed all of this.

"I understand. Then we know how to talk about this next." Wu Yao nodded.

"Brother Wu, there is one thing I need to remind you of." Zeng Wangcai said, "No matter how we negotiate with the Americans later, I think we have to get a piece of land near the British country."

"A piece of land?"

"Of course, get a piece of land, and then we'll send someone to guard it."

"You mean the military base?"

"No, military base doesn't sound good. We can call it something else and focus on providing security for our people overseas without mentioning military matters."

"You are such a thief..."

We have finally liberated the British country and invited the Americans to come to the table for dinner. We are willing to discuss any aspects of the division of benefits, but we must ensure that we have tentacles extending outside in the future.

There doesn't need to be many people on that piece of land, and the armed force doesn't even need to be strong. As long as there are people with a name, it will be fine. If anyone dares to touch that piece of land in the future, I will have a reason to deal with you.

One piece of land shocked the whole of Europe.

If one piece of land is not enough, just add another one later.

"But this is definitely going to be difficult!" Wu Yao thought for a moment and said, "The Americans also understand the principle of being next to the bed. That place is too close to them."

"It's not up to them. If they want to eat, they have to pay something." Zeng Wangcai said with a smile, "I think they will think, didn't they oppose Yishi Island so strongly at that time? How are they doing now? They will get used to it. We need to make the Americans get used to it. They are no longer the world's boss. They have to get used to us standing up and managing the world together with them in the future."

"..."

All five people were stunned.

The idea of ​​managing the world was something they had never thought about, but now...it seems like we've made this faux pas.

A sense of pride arises spontaneously.

......

“Dogs, dogs…” Brute stood on the roof of the open shed and shouted loudly to the passing troops.

He wanted all the troops passing by to see that he was with them.

It took nearly three hours for this rapid reaction force to reach a location not far from the target area. This rapid reaction force had to immediately engage in battle and then delay the enemy so that follow-up troops could arrive.

The artillery was already in hypothetical positions and could bombard the target area within ten minutes.

The only thing that puzzled Brute was that there was no obstruction or artillery fire along the way, which was not in line with the enemy's combat habits.

But no matter what the reason, it is always a good thing for Brute to not have that terrifying firepower coverage.

"General, the enemy has opened fire!" The signalman reported, "The enemy's artillery has begun bombing Birmingham. We have missed the deadline."

"Oh, Birmingham... It's over!" Brute closed his eyes in pain, and opened them again after a few seconds, with hatred and determination in his eyes, "Lock on the enemy's artillery position and let our cannons roar."

"Yes, General, but our artillery will take a few more minutes."

“Speed, speed…”

Brute had no intention of performing for the troops anymore, so he got out of the car and walked to the temporary command post.

Their efficiency was still very high. In just a short while, the enemy artillery positions that had just been "detected" had been marked on the map.

Birmingham is finished. If they fail to teach the enemy a lesson this time, not to mention the authorities, their military will lose the trust of the people.

The phone rang, and it was from the artillery: "General, our troops are ready, please give the order."

"Attack, now."

"It's... Sit, what the hell is that? Enemy attack, enemy attack... General, we... ah..."

The last "Ah" on the phone was the scream of Brut's men.

what's the situation?

The enemy's attack began as soon as we arrived?

"General!" The signalman ran in, "The front-line troops are under attack!"

"Great, bite it!" Brute didn't even bother to be surprised.

For him, the goal would be achieved if he could make contact with the enemy and start a battle.

He didn't believe that the enemy could escape under such circumstances, and the enemy's action on Birmingham had not been completed, so there was still time.

"General, something is not right!" the signalman reported again, "The frontline troops called and the target they were exchanging fire with was not a human."

"Not a human?" Brute's eyes narrowed. "Take over the 36th Brigade. I need the footage."

The order was passed to the technician, and then Brute stood in front of a screen and waited.

After a while, the picture came in, and Brute picked up the headset and put it on: "Kute, I want the picture of the exchange of fire at the front line, and give me the individual combat equipment."

"Understood, General!" The commander of the 36th Brigade, Kurt, quickly carried out the order.

This time it took a little longer because they were not very familiar with the connection and the use of the equipment, and they had only just received the equipment not long ago.

The screen switched and began to shake violently, accompanied by curses: "Oh my God, what the hell is this thing, fire..., Oh Sit, I hit it, it can still move, God, its firepower is so strong, Platoon Leader, what is this thing? Damn, watch out for the sky... Run, grenade!"

"boom!"

There was a loud bang, and the screen went black and disappeared.

Before the screen went black, Brute saw a strange-looking creature with bloodshot eyes and a rotating gun barrel on its head.