His heart sank abruptly, and the bit of courage he had mustered dissipated almost entirely.
This isn't the firepower that rabble can muster!
This synchronization, this accuracy, is definitely elite!
But once an arrow is shot, it cannot be taken back.
He knew that retreating now, under the enemy's prepared firepower and mine barriers, would only turn into a more brutal slaughter.
The only chance for life might be to use their nurical advantage to bite down hard on the enemy and wait for an opportunity.
He imdiately grabbed another encrypted radio and connected to the Deputy Commander stationed in Tetric City, his tone urgent and severe:
"Listen! We've encountered Samir's main force ambush here! The situation is dire! I order you to imdiately allocate another 10,000 n, no, as many troops as possible, and rush to reinforce! The route is the highway we set out from, make sure to break through the encirclent!"
"Sir... most of the city's forces have already been deployed, sending another 10,000 would leave Tetric vulnerable..."
The adjutant's voice carried hesitation.
"Execute the order!"
Az roared, "We can't afford to think about so much now! The most important thing is to eliminate this enemy in front of us! As long as we can annihilate Samir and Jiang Feng's forces, Song Heping will lose an arm! Go!"
Ending the communication, Az took a deep breath, knowing he still had to convince Baghdad, who was far away in Siria.
He swiftly adjusted the frequency, connecting to the headquarters' ergency communication line.
"Emir! It's Az! We've encountered Samir's main force ambush on the way to Bayji!"
He tried to keep his voice steady, but his speed still revealed the urgency in his heart.
"Useless! Another ambush! Where are your eyes?!"
Baghdad's roar ca instantly, and even across the airwaves, one could feel the anger almost turning into substance.
"Emir! Please listen to my explanation!"
Az hurriedly said, "This is entirely Song Heping's plan! He used militia to distract us while the main force attacked Bayji, then calculated that we would co to aid, laying this ambush here! If we now recklessly rush towards Bayji, we'll only face constant harassnt and ambushes along the way, and by the ti we arrive, Bayji will have already fallen, and our forces will be exhausted on the way!"
He paused, letting Baghdad digest his words, then continued to present his plan:
"Emir, we can't continue to be led by the nose! The force ambushing us now is the 'Liberation Forces' main force, an important ard unit under Song Heping! They're right here, in front of us! I request a change of plans, to concentrate all forces here to bite back at them and completely annihilate them! If we eliminate these thousands of n, even if we lose Bayji, we would deal a significant blow to Song Heping and cripple his actions in the north! It's far more cost-effective than blindly rushing to a potentially fallen city!"
The radio fell into a brief silence, with only faint discussion voices audible.
Az's heart was in his throat; he knew his fate, and the direction of the entire northern battle depended on Baghdad's next decision.
In a dim but heavily guarded command room sowhere in Siria, Baghdad looked at several key advisors around him.
"Did you all hear? Az this fool has fallen into a trap again!"
He growled unwillingly.
"That Lord Dong is as cunning as a fox!"
After a mont, an elder advisor slowly spoke: "Leader, Az is stupid, but his analysis may have so rit this ti. Song Heping is cunning in warfare, accustod to feigning and striking unexpectedly. Bayji... is likely in dire straits."
Another intelligence officer added:
"We've just received scattered intelligence; there's been a massive explosion in the Bayji Refinery area, and communications are almost lost. Az's judgnt might be accurate; there's no longer a need to send rescue to Bayji."
"Are we just going to watch Bayji fall? That's a significant source of inco for us!" another radical advisor retorted.
"But if we go to rescue now, is it still tily?"
The elder advisor coldly said, "Even if we break through the ambush and reach Bayji, facing Song Heping's main force, now resting at ease, and the thousands of elite Abu You Brigade, what are the odds? Even Az's ten thousand n might be lost. By then, not only will Bayji be unsavable, but Tetric might be lost too, ending with nothing gained!"
Baghdad breathed heavily, his bloodshot eyes sweeping over everyone.
He was impulsive, but becoming a leader was not solely based on fanaticism.
He understood weighing the pros and cons.
"So, you think, we should agree with Az, abandon Bayji, and concentrate on eliminating Samir's militia?" he asked.
"Yes, at least that's what I believe."
The elder advisor nodded and said: "It's damage control and retaliation. Now we have the opportunity to eliminate these thousands from the 'Liberation Forces', and if successful, we can greatly intimidate the surrounding wavering tribes, solidifying our rear. Song Heping loses local support, significantly restricting his actions in the northwest. It carries more strategic weight than the gains and losses of a city."
Baghdad was silent for nearly a minute, his fingers unconsciously tapping the table, and finally, he abruptly grabbed the microphone:
"Az! Your request is approved! Tetric's reinforcents will depart soon! I don't care what thod you use, make sure to bite down hard on Samir's troops and bring their heads! If you fail again... Tetric will be your grave!"
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