Wind Rises in Dragon City

In the deep mountains near the border between Longcheng and Laomo, in a very hidden command post.

Here is the highest command post of the Anxi Military Department at this time. Since the defeat of Dragon City, Anzecheng himself has been secretly transferred here, and has stayed here for nearly five days.

The purpose of setting up the command post here is also obvious. The location here is very good, and you can observe the real-time situation of Lao Mo and the two battlefields in Dragon City.

An Zecheng sat in his room, made a phone call for five or six minutes, and finally walked out.

The place where he is located is a lounge, and the command center is outside. The core generals of the An Department are all discussing in a low voice in front of the sand table.

Seeing An Zecheng come out, his chief of staff immediately walked over and said to him: "Commander, Commander Tan called just now."

An Zecheng immediately asked: "What's the matter?"

The chief of staff replied: "Longcheng's supplies are very short, including medical supplies, combat supplies, food and water. Tan Mingchao's troops have been urged several times."

An Zecheng nodded: "I'm about to tell him about this, you answer Lao Tan's call for me, and I'll talk to him."

"it is good!"

Two minutes later, the call was connected. An Zecheng took the microphone and said to Tan Hengqiang: "This is how the supplies are..."

…

Inside Dragon City, in the unoccupied area, in a dilapidated building.

In one of the rooms, Tan Mingchao was wearing an ordinary soldier's military uniform, covered with a military overcoat, and was sleeping on the ground, with cold sweat on his forehead. He had been resting for about two hours.

Outside the window, the originally violent gunshots were gradually getting smaller.

Tan Mingchao opened his eyes, got up slowly, put on his military coat, yawned lightly, and asked with a pale face, "Why is the gunshot outside so weak?"

Outside the open door, a head of the guard wearing only the uniform of the company commander heard the voice, stepped in, and said to him: "The battle on Shangfang Street is over, the enemy has withdrawn."

"Ahem..."

Tan Mingchao nodded, and suddenly coughed violently.

The head of the guard immediately turned his head and shouted to the outside: "Hurry up and get some water!"

Outside the door, a guard ran over, with chapped lips and a sallow complexion, he said with some embarrassment: "Commander, the water hasn't been brought back..."

The head of the guard stared at him, and shouted at him: "Didn't I just tell you to go to the No. 4 building to get some water? Why are you moving so slowly?"

"I can't get it." The guard shook his head: "We have already been to Building No. 4, and the water has been cut off there. The brothers are searching for other drinking water nearby."

Hearing this, the head of the security guard scolded angrily: "You horse rider, when will the supplies come?"

Tan Mingchao has been dormant in Longcheng, conducting remote control command, which has lasted for many days. In the case of fierce attrition wars and already tragic offensive and defensive battles, their supplies are consumed very quickly, and now most of the troops have also run out of supplies, and they are trying to find a way to solve it by themselves.

At the same time, in the first area, after they controlled the occupied area, they immediately cut off the water, electricity, and material circulation here, without giving Tan Mingchao and them the slightest chance, just to force them to withdraw from Dragon City.

However, the troops led by Tan Mingchao, except for a few soldiers, did not have a platoon-level or higher organization to leave the battlefield privately, and they were all fighting hard!

Ghosts know how cruel the battles and living conditions these fighters have experienced during this period.

Including Tan Mingchao himself, he has had a fever for more than two days and has no medicine or supplies. The supplies they carried had already been exhausted in the battle.

All the resistance troops in Dragon City are now fighting under such conditions, and the conditions are so difficult that ordinary people can't even imagine.

"Old Yu, forget it..." Tan Mingchao waved his hand at him when he heard his head of the security guard scolding his mother, and said, "Look for Lao Chai, he has painkillers over there, you can ask for two for me, I'll be all over my body." It hurts. Also, after finishing fighting on Shangfang Street, notify the troops over there for a second rotation. Remove the people above and ask them to search for available supplies at the back."

"yes!"

The head of the guard immediately ordered to go down.

"Drip Lingling!"

As soon as Tan Mingchao finished speaking, his personal cell phone rang. He glanced at the incoming call and connected it: "Hello? Cough cough..."

Hearing the severe coughing, Xin Xiaodong's voice rang through the phone, and he asked in a slightly teasing tone, "What's the matter, Mr. Tan? It's not healthy to hear your voice?"

"Fart, I'm fine." Tan Mingchao tightened his military coat and said immediately, "I just ate hot pot, and the seasoning was too salty."

Xin Xiaodong said with a smile: "I appreciate your optimistic attitude and your bragging attitude at any time! Come on, don't carry it. I've heard about your situation. There's no water or electricity, right? You Come to me, I still have some in stock!"

Tan Mingchao frowned, and couldn't help asking: "Nonsense! Two commanders are together, what should I do if they are taken away by others?"

But Xin Xiaodong insisted: "I told you to come, there must be a reason! Hurry up!"

When Tan Mingchao heard this, he was a little puzzled, and he didn't know what kind of medicine was sold in this kid's gourd. But after thinking about it for a while, he still said, "Okay, then I'll go, what are you going to entertain me with?"

Xin Xiaodong jokingly said: "My soldiers just found three catties of dog food in the pet store. It tastes like seafood. The two of us have half."

Tan Mingchao smiled and said, "Yes, you wait for me."

After hanging up the phone, he told his head of security, "Come on, we're going to slip away and go find Xin Xiaodong."

The head of the guard said with some concern: "Why are the two commanders together? Is it possible?"

"Who knows what order he received!" Tan Mingchao waved his hand: "But Xin Xiaodong doesn't know how to do things. Anyone who can't eat, he can't fail to eat. Let's go and find him."

"yes!"

…

At the same time, in a hidden position near Bana City.

Li Mingsheng is hiding here, and his recent job is to resettle the refugees from Longcheng to Bana City.

He walked out of the tent where he was, turned his head and told Li Yuan who was standing outside: "Notify the administrative department of Bana City that we are entering the city now."

Li Yuan was a little surprised, and couldn't help asking: "Aren't you unwilling to go to the city?"

Li Mingsheng was silent for a moment, then sighed slowly: "Oh, it's getting worse every day, and he can mobilize me now."

Li Yuan smiled when he heard the words, guessed what was going on, and said softly: "Okay, then I will arrange it."

After Li Mingsheng escaped from Longcheng, although he was helping the refugees resettle Bana City, he was determined not to go in.

In his opinion, the collapse of Dragon City and a large number of refugees leaving their hometowns to take refuge in Bana City are all the fault of the administrative unit, and it is Li Mingsheng's responsibility.

Therefore, he didn't want to go to the city. This was the old man's last breath. But now things have changed a bit, and he can't do it if he doesn't go in.

…

Six hours later, in Pana City, inside the building of the War Material Control Department.

In the entire building, nearly six or seven hundred staff members are busy working overtime, dealing with the work in hand.

In the office, the newly appointed head of the management and control department took the newly printed document and handed it to his secretary, telling him, "Send it to the deployment department of the third division immediately, and prepare according to the list! Quick!"

"yes!"

After a while, the secretary hurried into the control department of the third division with the document, and handed the document to the minister here.

The minister quickly issued instructions on the document, and called the leader of the material allocation team under him, and handed over the document to him: "Quick, go and handle it!"

"clear!"

The team leader took this document and walked into his office. At this time, there are about twenty members in the office, waiting here.

"Snapped!"

The team leader pasted the document on the whiteboard next to him with a magnet, and UU Reading www.uukanshu.com pointed to it and said, "Prepare for me according to the list of materials! Prepare to meet the units that receive the materials! Hurry up!"

More than 20 staff immediately gathered around and looked up.

…

Meanwhile, the Pana City Administration Office.

The administrative reception office has received a notice that Anze City will enter the city to receive war supplies. Ask Pana City to prepare security measures in advance.

The Administration Office immediately notified the local police superintendent and passed on the document.

…

Another eight hours later, Lao Mo was waiting in the planning area.

At one of the footholds arranged by the first district, Yuan Biao received a call from Lu Zhen: "There are signs, you are ready, I will arrange someone to contact you immediately."

"Understood." Yuan Biao nodded and hung up the phone.