After walking to the conference room on the fifth floor of the building, the soldiers saluted and stood aside, while Qin Mo pushed the door in.
Gray sat on the ground with the officers of the 47th Regiment above the class level, attracted by the sound of the door opening.
When Qin Mo walked in and sat down, the head of the regiment said to everyone, "Let's start the meeting."
Everyone nodded.
Then the head of the regiment introduced himself to Qin Mo: "Klein."
"Qin Mo."
"What are we going to do next?"
After introducing himself, the head of the regiment immediately asked a question, and Qin Mo, who asked, was caught off guard.
When he saw that everyone was looking at him, Qin Mo lowered his head and pondered.
In order to provide Qin Mo with more reference conditions, Crane began to tell what he knew now.
"The information provided above shows that there are only 30,000 rebels in the bottom nest, and we have sent 170,000 people into the bottom nest, which is obviously an advantage."
"But the rebels actually have 300,000 people, and they have even established industrial zones in Dichao, and they can be self-sufficient."
"Three days ago, our front was crushed in one day, and the marshal and all the high-ranking people around him were assassinated, but fortunately he sensed that something was wrong before he died, and ordered 50,000 men to build defensive positions in the name of establishing a supply base."
After a brief pause, Crane shut his mouth.
"Go on." Qin Mo spoke.
"Of course I should go on, but what you don't know, I'll get to the point." Klein nodded.
"I don't know." Qin Mo raised his head and looked at Klein, "I'm not a regimental commander or an officer, I'm just a big soldier in the 44th Regiment, I stupidly went into the bottom nest and stupidly built fortifications, I don't even know why the high-level wants to build defensive positions when executing the offensive plan."
"Uh, okay." Crane nodded vigorously, telling everything he knew without any reservations.
Then Qin Mo was clear about the current situation.
Communication is lost.
With the exception of the 50,000 soldiers who had been ordered by the marshal to establish defensive positions, the rest of the troops that continued to carry out the offensive plan could be judged to be completely annihilated.
Up to now, no one knows where the defensive positions have been breached, where the defensive positions still exist, and they are completely unable to communicate with each other.
That said, the most pessimistic but reasonable speculation is that any defensive positions other than this building may have been breached by now.
Unless someone can prove that other positions still exist.
In the end, Klein said an order known only to regimental officers, that if the attack plan failed, the only way from the bottom nest to the bottom nest would be blown up.
"Who gave the order to attack in the first place?" Gray couldn't be furious, "This is a fraud! I have reason to suspect that the top brass of the nest capital is trying to kill us! "
"My family is in the upper nest, but as far as I know, the plan of attack was planned and executed by the marshal himself." Klein replied helplessly.
"I think the most pessimistic situation is not that there is no one else but us, but that the entire nest has been controlled by the rebels!"
"Perhaps..."
"The emperor is above, how did the intelligence appear so far wrong?"
"..."
"Enough!" Qin Mo raised his hand to stop, "The most important thing for us now is not to discuss whose fault it is in the offensive plan, but how we should survive, and get out alive and take revenge on those fools!"
Hearing this, Gray put away the words he wanted to continue scolding, and nodded in approval.
Qin Mo turned to look at Klein: "Did the upper echelons of the army send you a battle plan?" Let's say a map with various defensive positions, or whatever. "
Without hesitation, Klein took out a map and handed it to Qin Mo.
Qin Mo spread out the map and looked at the positions near the 47th Infantry Regiment.
Seventy kilometers due east there was a position, which was garrisoned by two regiments.
Fifty kilometers due west there was a position, which was garrisoned by four regiments.
The rest is at least one or two hundred kilometers away.
Qin Mo couldn't intuitively feel the enormity of the nest capital before he crossed over, but now he felt it.
"If we are to survive, we must first defend ourselves against the offensive of the rebels." Qin Mo raised his hand and swiped across all the positions, "We have to confirm which positions on the defensive line still exist and which have been breached, if there are too many breached, we have to retreat and re-establish the defensive line, otherwise we will continue to defend."
"What's the point of continuing to defend? Can we wait for reinforcements? Klein asked.
"I can't wait for reinforcements, but I can guarantee that as long as I am given enough time, I can make our combat effectiveness increase exponentially." Qin Mo replied.
Crane's eyes drifted to Gray and the other four 44th Regiment survivors, all of whom were carrying metal backpacks, which may be why they were able to leave no one in the middle of a hail of bullets.
Therefore, Klein had a lot of reason to believe in Qin Mo's promise, and he nodded in agreement: "I agree, please tell me about your order."
"Okay, we, we're ..." Qin Mo hesitated for a moment, and then asked, "Why did you behave like my subordinates from beginning to end?"
Klein gave Qin Mo a strange feeling, he was very different from Bull, this guy actually took the initiative to show an attitude of being willing to follow orders, instead of ensuring his own command.
"Because I want to live. I don't care who commands it, I only care if a powerful psyker can stay with us, because if there is another attack and you are not there, then everyone in the 47th regiment will die! Klein said with great honesty.
Qin Mo understood Klein's thoughts.
This guy would like to become the commander of the 47 regiment directly, because then he has the duty to fight for the lives of everyone in the infantry regiment.
Of course, this is a theoretical duty, after all, if you run away like Boole, the soldiers below can't stop you.
"Okay." Qin Mo lowered his head and looked at the map, pointing to the position due east, "I will go here first to confirm whether there are any living people on the position, but before that, I will help you consolidate your defenses."
"First of all, this building is not reliable, it will blow up sooner or later, we need to make it bigger and bigger, and then build the underground part, where the soldiers fight on the ground and rest under the ground."
"We had too little heavy firepower, so we had to add heavy logging guns and stationary hot melt guns, and shrink each window into shooting holes and observation holes."
"And then ..."
"Sorry for interrupting." Crane raised his palm, "There's no one in charge of logistics anymore, we don't have an engineering unit to build fortifications, and we don't have a convoy to deliver a lot of heavy weapons to the front line, we only have the people we have now."
"It doesn't matter, I'll take care of it." Qin Mo got up and looked down at Klein, "Now, let your people go and find metal and electronic parts for me, and if you can't find electronic parts, you can find copper and rubber."
Hearing the order, Klein nodded incredulously.