The speed of the army is not fast, because in addition to a few armored units, more soldiers are walking. Of course, this speed cannot be improved.

The destination is almost here. A certain section of the coastal road is the ultimate goal of Tigor. There, Tigor will arrange shelling positions to provide fire support to Turner Island at sea.

In a command vehicle modified from a military transport vehicle, Tigor is deploying with seven commanders under his command.

The container space of military transport vehicles is large, but after modification, the space is even larger.

In the command vehicle, next to a long metal table, eight gray figures were standing, their eyes all looking at the table.

There is a map on the desktop, a map showing the entire defense area of ​​Commander Messeg.

Routes, mountains, plateaus, and cities were all painted one by one. On this map, the geographic information of Army Commander Messegh’s defense area is extremely clear.

Holding a baton in his hand, Tigor pointed to a point on the map and said, "We are here now!"

The baton moved, all the way down, pointing to the road near the sea.

He continued: "Here is our purpose, not far, about less than ten kilometers away, we will be there in an hour!"

The baton stopped at that point, and Jigor looked up at the people at the table, with a solemn expression: "It is dangerous to act rashly in the forest, especially to establish a "shelling position" that will cause a lot of movement, but We have no choice, we must support Turner Island!"

Gathering his eyes on the map again, Jigor touched a certain point on the map with the tip of the baton, then went around in a circle, saying: "In this circle is the artillery position, and your task is to lead your soldiers to guard this Circle, so that the shelling positions will not be threatened by polluting beasts in the forest!"

The baton moved again. Outside the circle, Tigor pointed out a few points.

"Your line of defense cannot be too close to the bombardment position. You need to leave a buffer zone, and build a line of defense just one mile away from this circle. This is the most appropriate distance!"

With a straight face and looking up at the crowd, Ji Geer solemnly said: "Remember! Don't shoot if you can. Try to drive away if you can, because the sound of gunshots can easily reveal your location and it's easy. Expose the circle we are in. The enemy fleet has the firepower advantage. Once our position is discovered by the enemy fleet, our situation will be very dangerous. You must understand this!"

Everyone nodded and looked solemn.

To become commanders, they all have a certain degree of military literacy. Although they may not be smart, they will instinctively understand the situation on the battlefield.

Although the information of the First Army is not very clear, the fleet in the open sea is enough to prove the "strength" of the First Army.

They understand the enemy's advantages and the gap between the two sides.

Under the threat of huge war machinery, they certainly need to be cautious.

Otherwise it will only be wiped out under the powerful artillery fire.

Putting down the baton in his hand, Digor planned to end the pre-war meeting.

He has said everything he can say, and there is no need to explain too much.

Finally, Jigor said: "This is the end of the meeting. After you leave, you must prepare early. Once you reach the destination, you must take immediate action. Before the shelling position is established, the defense line must be established!"

"Yes!"

Everyone looked solemn and responded in unison.

Jigor nodded and said, "Go!"

Everyone was silent, turned and left.

Marani City’s response is unknown to the First Army.

Except for Turner Island, which can be seen with his own eyes, any information about the First Army of Bentley is a blur, and it does not know anything that is happening on land.

The lack of intelligence, the First Army is of course aware of this situation, but time does not allow it, and it is impossible to know the internal information of Bentley by some means.

The First Corps can only use soldiers to cover the water and earth and fight this war at its own pace.

The bombardment of Turner Island continues, and the bombardment will not end until dark.

Time is passing, and the fortress on Turner Island is being wiped out bit by bit under the devastation of artillery fire again and again.

No matter how strong it was, it could not withstand the bombardment of artillery shells. In the artillery fire, the fortress became dilapidated and crumbling.

When night fell, the fleet of the First Army finally stopped its shelling of Turner Island, and for the defenders on Turner Island, they finally had time to breathe.

The wind was blowing, and there was too much hidden in the dark sea.

And on the coastline to the northwest of Turner Island, on a road in the forest, a shelling position appeared unknowingly in the darkness.

On the road, countless war machines stood tall, and the sturdy barrels looked up at the sky, pointing in the same direction.

At a glance, there are 17 of the same war machine, arranged in a row on the road, looking quite spectacular.

In the darkness, the artillery fire position was silent, only the war machine in the moonlight's evil shining system showed a rough outline.

In the woods on both sides of the road, it was silent and silent.

This is the second night Li Meng has arrived in Bentley.

This night was the same as usual. For Li Meng, he could not get involved in the war at Bentley, and there was no need to influence Natasha’s command. He came here on the "Emperor". Li Meng’s purpose simple.

That is to observe the progress of the war with your own eyes, but also to pass the boring time.

There are too many capable people, and Qingcheng is on the right track of development. As the top leader of the First Army, Li Meng has nothing to do.

Li Meng has a clear understanding of war, which is cruel and bloody.

It's not a playhouse, nor a child's play, but a series of lost lives.

But life is like this, full of ups and downs, everyone will have their own catastrophe, and for some people, this war is just a catastrophe.

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