On the chessboard, black chess and white chess are intertwined, like two fighting armies.
After charging all the way, Quan Deyou certainly killed Fang Ming's dragon, but one of his own dragons was also killed by Fang Ming. Moreover, Fang Ming trapped himself in a more dense chess game and won the final victory.
What a fierce battle on the battlefield, fun and enjoyable!
It's been a long time since I've played such a fun chess game. Quan Deyou pushed away the chess board and asked Fang Ming, "No one has ever challenged me. You are the first."
Fang Ming said it was a fluke, but in fact he could not see through Quan Deyou's plan. It was just a fearless spirit that supported him and the opponent in a fierce battle, and finally won the victory with his strong will.
"Okay, you can go." Quan Deyou said bluntly.
This is his consistent style. He speaks and does things openly, which is a true military style.
Compared with those empty-headed guys in the officialdom, Quan Deyou is much cuter.
Fang Ming stood up humbly, bowed slightly to Quan Deyou, and then strode out of the door.
Fang Wenqiang followed him all the time. When he returned to the car, Fang Wenqiang frowned and said, "Quan Lao is still a little undecided about what he means."
Fang Ming also understands that from the perspective of Quande, he must balance the interests of all parties.
The most important thing right now is to show it to the superiors.
"I can guess what Mr. Quan means. If we want to dispel the Li family's idea of starting a new business, we must frustrate their spirit."
"How to do it?" Fang Wenqiang asked.
"Brother Qiang, you can definitely think of everything I can think of." Fang Ming showed a mysterious smile.
Fang Wenqiang smiled knowingly and said: "We have actions, and the Li family must also have actions. Their purpose is to make us worthless. We just want to show them off and let the superiors see who is stronger."
It is not easy to build an army. The number of an army is the life of the army, which represents blood and honor. In order to defend the number of the army, even if you give your life, you will not hesitate.
The two Fang brothers had a good idea. On the second day after returning to Nandu City, news came from above.
Want the Dragon Shadow Organization to kill Attila who is entrenched in Western Xinjiang!
In recent years, Atila has colluded with overseas separatist forces to create a series of panics on the border, and has become a serious problem for China.
This operation was carried out by two troops, one was Longying led by Fang Ming, and the other was the Iron Blood Team led by Chen Polu and Li Donghai.
Fang Ming guessed correctly. Under the pressure of all parties, Quan Deyou chose a seemingly fair method.
Both armies were drawn out for training, and whoever could kill Attila would be saved.
"Grandpa, this is your comrade!" Fang Ming said calmly in front of his grandfather Fizizhen. Fizuzhen just smiled, and the old man's wrinkles full of vicissitudes revealed wisdom; "Fang Ming, you have to remember
Remember, the only one you can rely on on the battlefield is yourself."
Fang Ming nodded to express his acceptance of this sentence, and he immediately reorganized his troops and prepared to set off.
The operation was confidential, Fang Ming did not say goodbye to anyone, and even Lin Xiaoxiao did not know where he went.
Externally, Fang Ming announced that he was going overseas to discuss a business deal, and then took a military train to Kashi in Western Xinjiang.
Kashi is a small town located on the northwest border, where mountains are rolling, desolate and lonely.
Fang Ming, Fang Wenqiang, Zhu Xiaoyao, Ye Linna, Aiolia, Porcupine and Vulture are all here. Except for the Fire Dragon and Black Panther who are based in Nanchuan Province, the most elite warriors of the Dragon Shadow Organization are all here.
Fang Wenqiang looked at the sky and signaled the troops to camp.
The early spring in the northwest is cold, and the cold wind whistles over the bare stone mountains, making sounds like ghosts and wolves howling. The crescent moon hanging high in the sky is also covered with a layer of miserable frost.
At the border of the desert, with the cold moon like frost, Fang Ming stood outside the tent, unconsciously thinking of the frontier fortress in the poems of the prosperous Tang Dynasty.
The desert has always been a place where men run rampant, and only when they perform meritorious deeds outside the Great Wall can they show their true qualities as heroes.
It is with this kind of enthusiasm that countless men join the army and are buried in horse hides.
"Creak!" The leather boots stepped on the snow, and Fang Wenqiang walked out at some point, his expression solemn.
"After receiving information, Chen Polu has now rushed to the north side of Death Canyon."
Now Fang Ming is standing at the mouth of Death Canyon. The north side of the canyon is very close to Attila's Guangming Valley. It seems that Chen Polu wants to strike first.
"Chen Polu is really brave, but as far as I know, Attila may not be in the Temple of Light."
Fang Wenqiang agrees with this view, but now his doubt is that Chen Polu seems to be a little too aboveboard.
The Temple of Light is Attila's home base. He has deployed heavy troops in this area. Not to mention the checkpoints built against the mountains, the dozens of brave Vulcan guards are a force that cannot be ignored.
What's more, if you attack from the north, you must cross a desert where there is no cover and the possibility of exposure is extremely high.
Chen Polu is a cautious person, and there is no way he would choose such a risky approach.
Fang Ming's brows also frowned. If something went wrong, he would be a monster. He vaguely felt that danger was approaching, but he couldn't tell what the danger was.
While hesitating, Fang Ming returned to the camp and gathered everyone together.
For this battle, the Longying Army selected a hundred elite soldiers. As the commander, Fang Ming must be responsible for these more than a hundred brothers. Every doubt must be answered. Negligence means death.
In the big tent, Fang Ming pointed with his fingers on the military map. He found that the north of Chen Polu was only more than twenty miles away from his tent, and he could reach it by just climbing over a mountain.
Attack? Such an idea flashed through Fang Ming's mind, but he immediately denied it.
Chen Polu was different from gangsters like Puyang Feng, and the Chinese army would never allow them to kill each other.
But Fang Ming always felt that something was wrong. He expressed the questions in his heart, but no one could think of an answer for a while.
Yelena smiled and said: "Are we thinking too much? I think Chen Polu wants to follow us and take advantage!"
Fang Ming's eyes lit up, he thought it was possible.
There was always a kind of uneasiness in his heart. Fang Ming was tossing and turning and found it difficult to settle down. He simply gave up practicing and walked to the outskirts.
At this time, the moon broke through the clouds and cast a clear light, and the sand grains looked like white snow under the moonlight.
"The sand in the desert is like snow, and the moon in Yanshan Mountain is like a hook!" This situation and scene correspond to this Tang poem.
Fang Ming's heart became increasingly agitated, and he simply called everyone to gather.
"Let's evacuate this place immediately!" Fang Ming made an incredible decision.
During the overnight march, rest was the first priority, but Fang Ming evacuated the camp he had set up overnight. This is indeed puzzling.
Fang Wenqiang glanced at him twice, said nothing, and was the first to pack his bags.
They are all special forces. They always sleep with their clothes on at night, and there are not too many salutes.
The group left the camp at the mouth of the canyon and walked towards the peak on the west side.
The mountains in the northwest are like this. Most of them are bare without even a tree. The dew turns into ice at night, and the sand on the mountains freezes so hard that when you step on it, you can break out ice slag.
The group climbed over the mountains and ridges and soon reached the ridge.
The cold wind howled, and it hurt when I cut my face.
"Boom!" Just as everyone was sitting on the ground, the roar of an airplane suddenly came from the western sky.
Tongues of fire spit out wildly, missiles slanted out one after another, and countless terrifying fireballs shot up from the camp just now.
The bombing lasted for two minutes, and then the helicopter turned around and left.
What a risk! Everyone was sweating, secretly saying that they were lucky.
Even the top experts on the Dragon Ranking list are not immune to missile attacks. Flesh and blood cannot compete with heavy weapons.
"Brother, how did you come up with this idea?" Fang Wenqiang was also moved.
"Intuition, weird intuition."
"I really want to thank you for your intuition." Zhu Xiaoyao crossed himself on his chest and was almost beaten by others. This was a unique thing in Zhu Xiaoyao's previous battles.
It seems that the opponent is very powerful and has a keen sense of smell. Judging from the attack just now, the helicopter's missiles are accurate.
"The other party must have grasped our whereabouts!" Fang Ming's face turned livid.
Fang Wenqiang and Zhu Xiaoyao also agreed with this view. The three of them avoided everyone and came to the other side of the peak.
"Is there a spy inside?" This is Zhu Xiaoyao's question.
"It's hard to say." Fang Ming took a deep breath.
"I have an idea." Fang Wenqiang proposed to split into two groups, one group using the Longying Army's dedicated radio station, the other group using the Fang family's unique internal communication radio station, and the two groups would split up.
It's a good idea, at least it gives you something to look at.
"Okay, I'm in a group with Sister Xiaoyao, Yelena, Brother Qiang, you lead the rest of the people along this road, and get here ---" Fang Ming's hand touched a heavy point on the map, this position happened to be in Guangming
There is a hilltop on the northwest side of the temple, very close to Chen Polu's location.
After exhorting each other a few more words, the army of a hundred people split into two groups and disappeared into the vast night——