Night came.
The Red Army's artillery regiment had already crossed the Anqi River and was resting on the other side of the river.
If not for the Blue Army's psychological tactics, they would have been able to reach the Wolf Fang Mountain base today.
However, due to the problem of the family members behind the exercise, the time had to be delayed by another day.
"Chief of Staff! The 2nd Battalion's artillery vehicles have all crossed the river!"
"Do you want to wait for the fuel truck to cross the river and set off together?"
a soldier reported.
The chief of staff looked at Commander Zhu, who was eating at the side, and Commander Zhu ordered.
"Wait for the fuel trucks to cross the river. Tonight, fill up all the vehicles with fuel before leaving."
"Yes, sir!"
After seeing the soldiers leave, Commander Zhu's expression did not look too good, as if he was thinking about something.
