The rebel base.

After receiving the news of Palu's rebellion, Kang Dinghuang immediately boarded a military vehicle to the base. He first met with Baiyia Qiao and discussed the matter.

The other party had also learned of the news and looked very upset, cursing Mod'e Ameng as a useless piece of trash.

After a brief discussion between the two, Kang Dinghuang took out his mobile phone, dialed Mod'e Ameng's number, and asked directly, "General, what's the situation on your side?"

Mod'e Ameng said in a very urgent tone, "I don't know what's going on, that damn Palu led one of his armies in a rebellion! For the situation of this war, this is almost a fatal blow! This guy has been shrinking back inside our position. Now that they've opened a gap, the Renmin Army troops are like locusts, directly attacking our defensive positions!"

Hearing this, Kang Dinghuang felt an uncontrollable sense of irritability in his heart. He tried hard to adjust his emotions and fell into silence.

Mod'e Ameng paused and pleaded over the phone, "Director Kang, we are currently unable to defend against the opponent's attack with our own strength alone. Now I hope you can immediately send air support to support our side! It must be fast! Otherwise, once our troops collapse, the entire defeat in the Lao Mo area will be unstoppable!"

Kang Dinghuang frowned and nodded, "Okay, I understand. I'll send air support immediately. No matter what method you use, you must hold out until the rebel army arrives."

"Okay, I will do my best."

The two ended the call. Kang Dinghuang sat on the sofa, pinching his brow in extreme frustration.

He didn't know how Mod'e Ameng, this greedy warlord, balanced the team under his control. He also couldn't figure out why a force of more than 20,000 people, with a crucial influence, would rebel at this time.

At this critical juncture, Palu's rebellion would be a fatal blow to the entire Western Military Alliance!

Thinking of this, Kang Dinghuang thought for a moment, turned to look at Baiyia Qiao sitting next to him, and ordered, "Don't reveal Palu's defection to the people below. It will affect morale too much. Just tell them to advance quickly at all costs, and be sure to defeat the Lao Mo government forces' defense line as quickly as possible to relieve the pressure on Mod'e Ameng's side. At the same time, I will order the air force command in Zone One to cooperate with your air force to bomb the Guada area with all their strength, ensuring that Mod'e Ameng has a chance to breathe! Even if he can't hold the Guada area, you have to find a way to protect him, so that he has the ability to fight his way out!"

Baiyia Qiao also understood that if Mod'e Ameng's army collapsed, it would have an immeasurable impact on his Red Hat Army. So, after hearing Kang Dinghuang's instructions, he agreed almost without hesitation, "Okay, I will issue the order immediately!"

Baiyia Qiao called his chief of staff and gave instructions. Kang Dinghuang sat on the sofa and fell into deep thought again.

...

At the same time, in the Guada area, at the Renmin Army's front-line command post.

Gunfire and artillery fire were constant outside, and the sounds alone indicated that the battle was fierce.

Inside the command post, Su Tianyu looked calm, standing in front of the sand table, looking at the complex terrain map in front of him, thinking about something. After a long time, he turned to look at a staff officer and asked, "Which unit went in through the gap?"

The staff officer immediately replied, "It's the unit pulled up by Chief of General Staff Fei, now designated as the Seventh Operations Brigade. He himself is personally commanding the entire brigade and has already entered. Other surrounding units are also launching fierce attacks inside along the gap opened by Palu!"

Su Tianyu thought for a while in his mind, then looked at Wang Dingyuan, who was standing next to him, and asked, "Dingyuan, what do you think?"

Wang Dingyuan supported himself on the sand table with both hands and said very calmly, "There's nothing more to think about. Mod'e Ameng's internal forces have already collapsed. All directions are now main attack directions. Our troops just need to continue to intersperse forward, enter their defense area, and divide their battlefield. Tell Santos to grit their teeth and be sure to block the rebel army's attack. We will try to resolve Mod'e Ameng's forces before tonight and end this battle!"

"Okay, let's do it according to your plan." Su Tianyu nodded, but added cautiously, "But one thing, the periphery must be well defended for me. We must not let Mod'e Ameng run away. Once he runs away, it will be troublesome to let him re-accumulate his strength!"

Hearing this, Zhao Weihu immediately said, "Don't worry, the groundwork has already been laid. That old bastard will definitely not be able to escape!"

...

For this battle, all forces were in motion.

In the center of the battlefield, the battle around Mod'e Ameng's defense line lasted for more than four hours.

Although Zone One sent a large number of air forces to carry out repeated bombings, the defeat of Mod'e Ameng's forces was still like a waterfall, unstoppable.

The entire defense area was torn apart and fragmented under the attacks of Palu's army and the Renmin Army.

Under this offensive and the heavy losses, a large number of warlord troops felt that they were just cannon fodder, and at the same time, they lost confidence in this defensive battle. Therefore, they followed the example of Palu's troops, took off their upper body uniforms, tied them around their waists, disguised themselves as rebel troops, and ran out without firing a shot, fleeing the battlefield without looking back.

This was because this was the code agreed upon by Palu and his subordinate soldiers, using the method of tying their upper clothes around their waists to allow the Renmin Army to distinguish them, so as to avoid unnecessary accidental injuries.

After the war started, many troops also discovered this trick, so they followed suit. For a time, a large number of soldiers began to flee uncontrollably, making the entire defense line collapse even more thoroughly.

In the final analysis, the reason for such a large-scale defection was because everyone did not have a firm belief in this war.

In their view, this was a warlord seizing power and seeking benefits. The soldiers below did not have the emotion and awareness of risking their lives, and they all thought that they would fight if they could, and run if they couldn't, and they didn't want to use their lives to exchange wealth and power for the guys above.

Under various factors, the huge Western Military Alliance had fallen into a state of collapse and disintegration. No matter what method Mod'e Ameng used, he could not stop all of this from happening.

...

Guada area, Mod'e Ameng's headquarters.

Mod'e Ameng stood in front of the sand table, his face turning pale as he heard the officers under his command constantly sending one bad news after another.

After a long silence, he slammed the table hard and said through gritted teeth, "Give up on the others, I don't care about anyone now! Send two divisions over here to break through!"