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Chapter 896

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Under the 6th Division's cover, the 7th, 5th, 1st, and 4th Divisions finally got a rare chance to take a breather and retreat. When the four P5s learned that the 6th Division had been ambushed, they understood they had fallen into the expeditionary army's trap.

Therefore, what they had to do now was definitely not to mourn the 6th Division's deaths but to race against time.

Only when they returned south of the Great Wall would the Pyro Company be able to continue contending with the expeditionary army.

Among them, the 1st and 4th Divisions fared better. They gradually fell behind as they pursued the barbarians, but they were the fastest to retreat now.

The 1st Division's commander, P5077, lamented to his deputy commander as he commanded the troops to retreat in an orderly manner.

He stood in the command vehicle and looked out. When he saw the exhausted looks on the soldiers' faces, P5077 said, "If only we had listened to P5092 earlier. How can we allow ourselves to be selfish in the face of a war? We were wrong."

"Sir, it's useless to say all this now. Our top priority is to retreat." His deputy commander said, "Fortunately, our troops are quite far away from the battlefield. It's estimated that we'll be able to reach the Great Wall in two hours. At that time, the firepower on the walls will be able to stop the barbarians from continuing their pursuit."

"Let's hope so …" P5077 said.

But just as he finished speaking, the commander of the infantry brigade at the rear suddenly called the command vehicle. "Sir, our flank has been attacked. It's the expeditionary army!"

"What's going on?" P5077 frowned and asked, "Why have the barbarians appeared here?"

"They must've been lying in ambush here for a long time and only suddenly appeared now." The commander of the 3rd Infantry Brigade said anxiously, "Fortunately, they're a step too late. The 7th Division behind us is their main target, so we should be able to shake them off as soon as possible. Sir, we await your instructions. Should we reinforce the 7th Division or continue retreating?"

P5077 immediately ordered someone to bring him a map. He carefully looked at the surrounding terrain and gasped. "It's not that the barbarians arrived late, but that we retreated faster than they expected! The troops that appeared on this flank were originally going to surround us. Don't get entangled with them. The other party must be one of the expeditionary army's main forces. If we get delayed here by them, it'll be over for us! "

"Roger," the infantry brigade commander replied.

P5077's heart turned cold. If not for the 6th Division holding the rear for half an hour, their 1st and 7th Divisions on the western flank would definitely have been entangled by the barbarians' main forces in the north. They would not have been able to retreat so quickly.

If they were half an hour late, then the main force that suddenly appeared would suddenly appear behind them and block their way back to the south.

However, things were different now. The 1st Division had already left the enemy's encirclement in advance.

P5077 said, "Contact the other main forces immediately and ask about the situation!"

Very quickly, the staff officer received replies from the various units. "They left the encirclement ahead of time, just like the Fourth Division, which was behind us. However, the Seventh and Fifth Divisions are still in the encirclement, and the enemy flanked us from both sides. If we had been half an hour slower, none of the four divisions would have been able to escape. According to their estimation, there are more than fifteen thousand enemy soldiers on both sides of the outflank. "

In other words, the 7th Division and the 5th Division were each facing the main force of the expeditionary army of more than 7,000 people.

The expeditionary army of 15,000 people was more than enough to hold off the 40,000 Pyro Company troops who had run out of ammunition and food. Although they could not kill all of them, it would not be a problem for them to hold them off until the expeditionary army's main forces in the north arrived.

It was only at this moment that the value of the 6th Division holding the rear was fully demonstrated.

The deputy commander looked at P5077. "Sir, should we go back and reinforce the 7th and 5th Divisions?"

P5077 sat in his chair and remained silent for a long time before saying, "Retreat, continue retreating. The 6th Division risked its life to buy us this time, so we have to cherish it! Connect me to the 7th Division! "

At this moment, the 7th Division's highest-ranking commander, P5067, was looking back at the expeditionary army that had appeared from the rear and flanks. In the chaos, the soldiers had hastily responded to the attack. There was a great disparity in strength between the two sides, and the frontline soldiers were killed the moment they came into contact with the enemy.

A cell phone rang. The person on the other end said, "I'm P5077 from the 1st Division. My division is just south of you, but we can't go back to provide support."

Trapped in a tight encirclement, P5067 smiled. "Y 'all can leave. I'll leave the humans south of the Great Wall in your hands."

P5077 said in a low voice, "Old classmate, do you know what you're facing?"

"Of course I do." P5067 said with a smile, "But we can't just let P5031 be the only one to be punished, right? It was clearly everyone who made the wrong decision, so we have to pay the price for our decisions."

P5077 hesitated for a moment. "But …"

"No buts." P5067 said firmly, "If the 6th Division can hold off the barbarians for us for half an hour, our 7th Division can also hold them off for half an hour. Your division can continue retreating. I repeat, your division can continue retreating."

After that, P5067 hung up. He got his subordinates to bring him his saber before pressing the red button on the command vehicle. "It's my honor to share life and death with all of you. The 6th Division is no more, so it's time for our 7th Division to step forward. The 6th Division has bought us half an hour. Now, we'll have to buy the 1st and 4th Divisions another half an hour. "

"Time is very precious, isn't it? Everyone says time is precious. I, P5067, don't have that much money to buy time, so I can only use my life to exchange for it.

"Everyone, let's fight to the death today. This is the glory of our Pyro Company protecting humanity in the Central Plains."

But at this moment, someone from the frontline troops suddenly connected to the command vehicle's comms channel. "Sir, outsiders have suddenly entered the battlefield! I repeat, unknown personnel have entered the battlefield! "

"Who? How many people? "P5067 was taken aback.

The so-called unknown personnel were, of course, people who were not part of the Pyro Company and the expeditionary army. They could be from the Wang Clan, the Zhou Clan, or anyone else. However, they were all people who should not be here.

"Sir, there are only two people on the other side. It's White Mask, the legendary White Mask," the frontline troops reported.

P5067 hurriedly got out of the command vehicle and climbed to the top of it. Then he raised his binoculars and looked into the distance at the front lines.

At this moment, two people were walking towards the battlefield with sabers in hand. They were unhurried and calm.

Be it the Pyro Company or the expeditionary army, their soldiers numbered in the thousands. As such, the two isolated people looked a little frail and lonely.

Moreover, many people who paid attention to the news of supernatural beings knew White Mask was not actually a person but someone else's superpower. It was the superpower of some big shot in the Northwest.

When P5067 thought about how the other party was alone, he felt even more lonely as he walked into the battlefield.

Through the binoculars, P5067 suddenly saw the other party seemed to be saying something to the frontline soldiers. He immediately asked, "What is he saying?"

On the comms channel, a frontline commander said with difficulty, "He's telling us to retreat. He said he's here to buy us some time."

As he spoke, the sound of a sniper rifle rang out in the distance.

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