Chapter 1134: The Trapped Beast Is Still Fighting

Ambrish, a hundred kilometers away from Luanda, is where Ben set up his military camp. Right now, his command tent was extremely quiet, and a needle could be heard.

Ben leaned on a rocking chair, covered with a thick blanket, his chest heaved slightly, and seemed to be asleep. On the desktop in front of him, a computer projected a topographic map of Luanda's surroundings, among which many bright spots were marked near Ambrish.

Tank battalions, infantry battalions, artillery battalions, flying squadrons, and various combat units gathered in Ambrish. Every bright spot on the map is a troop, with a total number of over 30,000. However, these troops have not been deployed, and they are all assembled in a small area, making it difficult to launch an attack.

Next to the projected topographic map are several other electronic documents, all of which are attack plans made by Bane's staff officers. All of them used the coastal road to push straight and use firepower to enter the city of Luanda. Now it is impossible to carry out large-scale troop marches without using roads.

But there is a problem with these plans. Angola's infrastructure is not very good, the coastal road is really coastal, too close to the coastline. If the troops are attacked by a few gunboats from the Aurora Legion during the advance, the fun will be great.

The way Bane came up with was to gain control of the sea and the air in advance, advance the sea and land side by side, and cooperate with the air and the ground. Now a dozen fighter planes from the air force have entered the front-line airport, but the navy..., there is no news when they leave.

Bane had ordered the communication battalion to contact for a whole day, but the five warships did not reply. Until the spies he sent to infiltrate Luanda came to the news... In the end, the great leader killed the messenger who reported the situation on the spot.

Ever since Bane's scolding and gunshots came from the command tent, the guards and entourage outside seemed to be trembling. Couch stood at the door, and when he lowered his head, he could see the curtain of the tent being blown open by the wind. The body of the messenger soldier was on the ground, half of his skull was missing, and a pool of blood was expanding.

I don't know what Ben is thinking? Anyway, he was completely angry and lay down on the rocking chair in the tent. The staff officers were worried about the war, but they were also worried about their own lives, and no one dared to go in casually to offer opinions.

The city of Luanda is too big, and the manpower of the Aurora Legion is not enough to cover the whole city. The spies who sneaked in not only reported the failure of the naval attack, but also said that a huge airship had landed on the city's airport.

The 250-meter-long big guy can be called the largest aircraft in the world. After being bombed by an airship once, Bane could think with his toes that if such a heavy monster was loaded with ammunition for bombing missions, it would be a disaster for the ground troops.

Ben, who seemed to be resting, was actually thinking all the time in his mind, and he found that his situation suddenly became extremely bad. But the 30,000 troops in front of them had only two choices, either to retreat or attack, and to stay where they were and wait for death.

"Who's outside?" Ben inside the tent suddenly asked.

The sudden sound made Kuqi at the door tremble. He bravely opened the curtain of the tent and walked in. He lowered his head and said, "Great leader, what are your orders?"

"Are you saying we are attacking or retreating?" Ben asked without thinking.

hat? you ask me!

Couch was stunned for a second, and when he raised his head slightly, he saw that his boss was leaning on the rocking chair, not moving at all, not even opening his eyelids. Regarding this question, Kuqi also stared at him, unable to make a decision. He faltered for a while, fearing that he would be killed if he said something wrong, so he just bit the bullet and said 'I don't know'.

Ben obviously didn't really want Couch to answer, he quickly said to himself: "I can't retreat, retreating will only damage my prestige. I know what the officers below are thinking? A lot of People are waiting and they must be plotting how to replace me."

After saying this, Ben suddenly opened his eyes and stood up abruptly. This sudden posture made Kutcher fall to the ground in fright, thinking that his boss was going to kill again. But in fact, Ben stared at the virtual map in front of him, and said coldly, "I must attack."

In order to express my determination and firmness, and to re-establish my confidence and prestige,

After thinking about it for a while, Bane ordered sharply: "We need to launch a quick attack, and use the night to quickly launch an attack on the city of Luanda.

From the current point of view, we still have an advantage in terms of numbers and equipment. It is necessary to deal with the enemy with a tenacious battle. A fight may cause a lot of losses, but it is good to solve the problem. "

The boss ordered, and the staff officers below naturally arranged combat tasks according to the leader's intention. Seeing the normal atmosphere in the command tent restored, Couch secretly breathed a sigh of relief and prepared to exit. It's just that he just moved his leg, but he didn't know which muscle of Ben's was wrong, so he stopped him.

"What's your name?"

"Great leader, I'm Corki."

"Hmm..., your insights just now are very good. Go to the front and be a commander. The battle is about to start. Go and establish your merits. I will not be stingy with rewards."

As Ben said, he stepped forward and patted Couch on the shoulder. The strength seemed to be light and light, but every palm made Kuqi shake. It's not how heavy the slap is, but what Ben said really made Couch unbearable.

"Great leader, I didn't say anything just now." Kuqi was really bitter in his mouth, and his feet were even more fluttering. He thought to himself: Going to the front line to fight head-on with the Aurora Legion at this time, there is a very high chance of death!

"Hmm..." Benn murmured, narrowed his eyes, and said dissatisfiedly, "Are you questioning my decision?"

This is simply forcing people to die!

Waiting for his legs to walk out of the command tent, Kuqi really wanted to cry. He was actually ordered to command a battalion, but he was just a villain in the past, when will he be able to command a battalion?

It was already four o'clock in the afternoon, and Ben decided to maneuver at night and rush to Luanda, a hundred kilometers away. The first to go out were more than a dozen fighter planes from the nearby field airport. These fighter planes were the air power that Benn had in hand to guard the old nest, and they were dispatched to attack the opponent's airport.

Seeing the propeller planes whizzing past in the sky, Couch felt quite heavy. Ever since he was bombed by a cluster bomb from an airship last time, he had an inexplicable fear of the Aurora Legion. Under the overwhelming bombs, there is nowhere to hide from the tragedy.

With the commissioned order, Kuqi bit the bullet and rushed to the barracks to take over his infantry battalion. He made up his mind that he would never take the lead in the next battle, and he would not rush to the front line to die.

However, on the way to the barracks, troops one after another were leaving after receiving orders. A large number of tanks, armored vehicles and personnel carriers are constantly on the road, which still looks quite majestic. Especially a company equipped with 'Aster 15' anti-aircraft missiles made Couch feel a little more at ease.

"It's good to have anti-aircraft missiles." Couch knew that this was the only anti-aircraft missile company in Bane's hands, and the people in this company were professional and technical soldiers who were rarely put together. "With anti-aircraft missiles, at least we don't need to worry about air attacks from huge and clumsy airships."

Thinking that the situation might not be the worst, Couch was in a slightly better mood, and he hurried to the barracks to submit his ID card. The director of the barracks glanced at him, looked at his ID again, and said with a grunt, "Are you the white officer who came to take over the black battalion?"

"What? Black camp!" Couch's mood plummeted again. 8