Chapter 156

Get out!

This simple word, like a sharp knife, went deep into Zhang Pu's heart.

Huge pressure, high tension, and extreme loss and remorse made Zhang Pu cough involuntarily. His pale and frightened face showed an inharmonious red tide. His chest was like being pressed by a boulder. His body kept twitching, with a bleak smile on his face: "There are so many soldiers on the battlefield. Where do they withdraw? Can they withdraw?"

This answer was obviously beyond Peng Biao's expectation.

He was stunned for a few seconds and looked more and more anxious: "Mr. Zhang, what's the matter with you? At this time, we must retreat to Xiangyang base or Wuhan base. There are a large number of survivors there. Some people have an army. The base there is stronger than here, and mutant creatures can't attack there".

Zhang Pu's tone became indifferent: "when the battle plan of the staff headquarters was announced, the following commanders strongly opposed it. Do you remember what they said?"

"When is it? What else do you do?"

At this time, Peng Biao also began to regret. Why did he have to take this task, but what can regret do? Can it change the current situation of battlefield rout?

Zhang Pu did not care about Peng Biao's reaction and lamented: "Our combat thinking is still in the era of civilization. This is not a regional conflict or a contest between countries. This is an endless war between global humans and mutant creatures. We sit in the headquarters. Those officers who fight on the battlefield know more about mutant creatures than the staff headquarters, and the combat plan cannot succeed from the beginning.".

"This is a medium-sized city. There are more than millions of zombies and mutant creatures in the city. Information hormone war can only be effective against more than 100000 mutant creatures. We are simply digging our own graves. This battle was doomed to failure from the beginning. I didn't expect that I was also obsessed. I'm sorry for these bloody soldiers."

Zhang Pu's voice gradually faded down. He really didn't know how to express the pain in his heart?

This battle was a mistake from the beginning!

If it weren't for your own greed, if you hadn't listened to other people's bewitchment, if you hadn't been stubborn, if... Without if, things wouldn't be like this.

Zhang Pu wanted to repent and save all this, but he couldn't do anything.

The whole front almost collapsed in an instant. The tide of mutant creatures swallowed everything like a landslide and tsunami. Maybe they didn't have the high-tech weapons of the human army.

However, they have incomparable advantages: the virus weakens their perception and is suppressed to the minimum by the fear, timidity and other negative thoughts parasitic in the depths of the brain. Their own pain and the fear caused by the death of their companions have no impact on them. The instincts from other groups make them come together to form a perfect combination dominated by individuals and coordinated with each other. They have It is not the weak appearance of the virus outbreak, but an incomparably powerful corps of mutated organisms. As long as they occupy a quantitative advantage, they can be invincible in the world.

"What's the use of saying this now? We have to get out of here quickly. Mutant creatures will soon spread here."

Peng Biao can't understand the fear and suffering in Zhang Pu's heart. He is shrouded in great fear and anger, but all this is caused by himself. He is tortured by unspeakable tangled psychology.

As a professional soldier, he also put a lot of effort into the battle plan formulated by the general staff. After hundreds of rehearsals, after the strength evaluation of both sides, he even went to the battlefield to verify the situation, and even personally asked about the ground fortifications.

He is diligent and never pretends to be others. He has spent many sleepless nights, revised the battle plan many times, and found many problems in the middle, so as to avoid accidents.

However, the formulation of the entire operational plan was a mistake from the beginning, and then a series of mistakes led to the current tragedy.

Zhang Pu is not an immortal, nor does he use Zhuge Liang's foresight. He does not have rich combat experience in mutant organisms. The data he relies on are all from previous operations after the outbreak of the virus.

However, human beings have not really understood the mutant organisms. Even the evolution of zombies remains in conjecture, but they do not know that the genes of zombies are evolving rapidly, which is not only a significant improvement in response, speed and power, but also a branch of different populations due to foreign gene infection.

They have become more advanced and their biological characteristics are more and more obvious, especially in terms of gene fusion. Different populations have begun to cooperate with each other. They are no longer as rigid and dull as at the beginning, but gradually form a hierarchical human like social structure.

To put it bluntly, the Nanyang campaign is a replica of some small county battles. He and the staff only saw victory and glory, and never considered the consequences that must be borne after failure.

If you fail, you have to retreat. To put it better, it's a strategic transfer, trading space for time.

"Mr. Zhang, let's go!"

Peng Biao was eager to burst into flames and said urgently in an almost pleading tone: "the retreating aircraft are ready. The vanguard of mutant creatures will attack the command post soon. It is too close to the battlefield. They will soon find it here. If they don't go again, they won't have a chance?"

Looking at the eager Peng Biao, Zhang Pu felt a faint sadness in his heart. Can he put down the army? "Retreat, shouldn't we do something now? If you want to go, go.".

He laughed coldly in his heart. At this time, Peng Biao thought of running away for the first time. Doesn't he know what shame is? Is this what a soldier should say?

"It's our battle plan. Since it has proved to be a failure, we should bravely take responsibility. The front line has been defeated, and the soldiers who can't retreat are not the opponents of mutant creatures at all. Look, how many young soldiers have been killed and how many people have become food in their mouths,... At this time, you actually think of running away. I'm really ashamed of you?"

Peng Biao felt the muscles on his face jump and jump. Fear finally defeated shame. It's good to take Zhang Pu away. He didn't want to be buried with him.

"I want to report the whole process of this campaign to the military headquarters. This campaign has exceeded the plan of the general staff. In order not to repeat the mistakes, someone must evacuate the battlefield. As the political commissar of 0468 division, I need to remind you that the front line has collapsed and there is only a dead end to stay here. In order to preserve the organs of 0468 division, I order you to evacuate immediately, otherwise I will arrive The military will sue you. "