The fire rain flying all over the sky is like a galaxy falling from the sky.
The rain on the ground was evaporated, the steel was melted, and the earth was burnt to black.
In the face of that deadly high temperature, no living creature could survive.
Even red clay.
That is more direct damage than radiating dust.
Looking at the burning earth ahead, Woolf, the 360,000th Man team leader, narrowed his eyes slightly, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, but soon closed it back.
Even if he had no doubt that the Southern Legion would eventually win that final victory, it would be difficult to interpret the battle in front of him as a victory.
Faced with the joint encirclement of three 10,000 teams, the opponent actually knocked out their supply line with high combat losses.
What's even more terrible is that this is just a team of armored 1,000 men in the league!
Even if there are a little more, it can be considered a strengthened team at most. No matter how many people you are, you can't get the team to be organized.
No matter how Triumph Chance makes rhetoric for them, it is difficult to lie to the War Report.
And it is hard to say whether the Triumph newspaper will help them the same as before.
After all, this time is different from before. They offended too many people, and even the allies in the east are not completely on their side.
But if you offend, you must offend it.
He comforted himself so much in his heart that as long as he achieved the final victory, all those who were in harmony with each other would change their minds.
But how long will it take to win?
This is just the beginning.
I don't know what else is waiting for them in front.
Looking at the gradually extinguished flame, the staff officer sitting next to him gently pulled the corner of his mouth.
...It's finally over.
The opponent's difficulty is far beyond his imagination.
Um.
Woolf nodded, said nothing, but just looked at it blankly.
He glanced at him sideways and whispered the staff officer.
Their technology has improved faster than we thought.According to the intelligence provided by our allies in the east, they only took out a car-mounted electromagnetic cannon as their ace in the previous battle, but this time they installed an entire armored force.
He paused, and he continued.
I reasonably suspect that they have more…it is a threat to us.
The gap armor of Conqueror Ten has almost absolute defense against armor-breaking bombs, and armor-breaking bombs are almost the limit that most survivor forces can reach with their original industrial technology.
As for kinetic artillery, the conventional caliber and charge can't even touch the gap layer of the armor at all. It can be easily defended by a hard shell.
It is precisely for this reason that the invincible armor of Conqueror No. 10 is an insurmountable wall of sighs for the vast majority of survivors.
In order to defend against some free fall bombs thrown from abandoned high-rise buildings and adapt to the security war in the urban environment, they even deliberately strengthened the top cover of the turret!
However, all these targeted designs have become a joke in the face of weapons designed based on new technical principles.
The alliance's electromagnetic guns were shot and penetrated one by one. As long as the static shell was hit by the ammunition rack, it would be a brilliant spark, and this was one of the reasons why their armored formations were continuously exploded.
Theoretically, the penetration effect of the electromagnetic gun is adjustable. If a special bullet is installed, it can even break through the air resistance, so the damage effect is really no upper limit.
What is worrying is that it seems that the South China Sea Alliance has this technology and is used by them on battleships.
In the past, they did not take the group of fishermen in the southern waters seriously, but with the arrival of the alliance, the starfish huddled on the island suddenly became stunned and now they are starting to walk out.
Once these technologies spread out, the Legion's advantages over the past century and a half will disappear!
To deal with this unprecedented threat, they should at least break out of the design of the Conqueror series and develop brand new equipment based on new tactical needs.
These preparations should have been done before the war began, but he did not see them.
Just as their opponents were seriously thinking about their equipment, the senior leaders of the Legion only purchased a large number of Conqueror No. 10 from the Eastern Legion.
Perhaps the senior management still held other trump cards in his hands, or from the beginning, he did not expect to win by relying on the advantages of the armored troops, but instead put the chips on other trump cards, but the current battle situation really made him feel a little worried.
Although he also had no doubt that the Willant would win the final victory, he could not help but worry whether they were a little too confident and even ignored the objective development laws of things.
Even though I have never read it very much.
...It was just a tactical threat. The adjutant corrected it, grinned and continued disapprovingly. It was another matter strategically.Just like now, no matter whether it is an electromagnetic gun or something, the final result is that there is only a pool of iron.They won ten times, and the Lion City is now in our hands.
In terms of firepower, the Southern Legion will not lose to anyone!
He has absolute confidence in this.
Even if the other party’s electromagnetic gun is a little stronger, it cannot fill the gap in firepower between the two sides!
It's true that this is true. The staff officer did not refute his statement, but just asked back, but what if they have other trump cards?
The adjutant smiled.
Are you talking about phase cannons?That kind of thing is indeed a threat, but we are not unprepared.
The staff officer shook his head.
I'm afraid it's something else.
What is it?
have no idea.
Hearing this ambiguous answer, the adjutant was stunned.
have no idea?
The staff officer nodded and said with a serious expression.
Don’t know is the most terrifying thing... Haven’t you discovered that our opponents know us, but we have never tried to understand them.
He always had a feeling that the alliance had penetrated into their interior.
This is not surprising.
There are many Willant people who are hostile to the league, but there are also many who have a good impression of them.
These people are the easiest to buy.
There is no need to bribe them, and those people are willing to help them.
Whether they admit it or not, this group exists in the Legion, and as their approaches become more and more crazy, the resistance to resistance continues to expand.
On the other hand, it would be difficult for the Legion to hire a brewer from Shuguang City to work in Yawente...
……
The boiling flames turned the enemy into ashes and finally resolved the anger in everyone's hearts.
Not only did the commander in the command vehicle relax his frown, but the soldiers of the 360,000th men also relaxed their tense shoulders and pressed down the raised muzzle.
It was a tragic battle. The sudden flashing electric arcs in the darkness and the turrets flying into the sky almost became an indelible nightmare in their hearts.
The flames in the distance gradually faded.
Just as everyone was about to end the team, a stumbled figure suddenly appeared in the dark wilderness.
The man's arms were tied tightly with ropes, walking on the muddy land with unrecognizable relatives, as if he might fall to the ground at any time.
The front-line reconnaissance team discovered him first.
Several Willant soldiers standing next to the reconnaissance vehicle exchanged glances and saw surprise in each other's eyes.
Is there anyone alive?!
Captain, there is a living person!
...It seems to be our people.
The chief clerk sitting in the car frowned and observed through the magnification mirror of the electric machine gun.
The man was covered in mud, his face was covered with colorful colors, and his pants were still wet, like a wild dog rolling out of a mud pit.
Whether it was his high nose bridge or his military uniform, he told him his identity.
This guy is his fellow countryman.
Although he had great hope, he was not.
stop!
When the man approached, the tenth prince got out of the car in person and pointed the gun at him and signaled him to stop.
I...ahem!My name is Quincy…I am my own person!
The young man named Quincy's face was full of fear, his eyes were empty like coal balls, and his face was covered in dust and looked like a slug.
He doesn't want this either.
But he was indeed frightened.
Not only because the guy shot him with his mouth, but also because of the artillery fire falling from the sky.
It was completely different from what I saw during the exercise. It was not that he charged towards the shells, but that the shells were everywhere on the sky.
The burning white phosphorus almost hit his heel, and he almost died in his own hands when he escaped from the tiger's mouth!Your number.
The ten-man stared at him intently, looking at his cowardly look, with contempt in his eyes.
The 34th Cycle Standalone Team...The Third Thousand People...
What is the third thousand people?You can't even tell the number?The chief of the tenth husband stared at him coldly, pressing down the muzzle in his hand, and your exoskeleton, and your equipment, where have you gone?Have you given it to someone?
...In, maybe in the fire.Quincy swallowed with difficulty, not daring to say that it might have been picked up by the guerrillas.
The tenth prince didn't care at all, but just looked at him with contempt.
Oh, so why are you not inside?
I……
I really feel embarrassed for you. You are a weak slut, but our compatriots.
The tenth chief pulled out a seized pistol from his waist, threw it in front of the wild dog-like guy, and said with disgust.
Our 360,000th man team is not as cowardly as you. We would rather die on the battlefield than surrender.
He didn't say anything, but he seemed to say everything, quietly looking at the scared young man in front of him.
The same goes for the Willant people next to them.
At first they felt a little sympathetic to this pretty guy, but after hearing what the captain said, they didn't feel so sympathetic.
This cowardly guy is actually a Willant?
It really dirty their noble blood!
It would be better to kill yourself and die at the hands of the enemy, and you can be considered a warrior for now.
Quincy trembled and picked up the pistol on the ground and pressed against his jaw, but his index finger seemed to be filled with lead, and he shook for a long time but didn't have the courage to take it down.
He looked at his compatriots standing around him pleadingly, hoping that they would stop him, but found that they were just watching jokingly, as if urging him to hurry up.
Why is this the case?
He was clearly fighting for the Willant to be able to live in the land under the sun, but why did he, who escaped from death, become the enemy of the Willant?
He felt something broken in his heart, and suddenly he roared out in a collapse.
Ahahah ！！！
He finally plucked up the courage and pulled the trigger with a firm heart, but only a crisp sound was heard.
The crisp sound made his head buzz, as if he was kicked by a donkey.
There are no bullets in the chamber...
He was fooled.
Even if he was stupid, he could react. These veterans were just using him as fun.
Quincy looked at the guys blankly, and suddenly the strength in his body seemed to have been taken away, and he collapsed on the ground with a plop.
The Willant soldiers looked at the coward with a mocking last glance, without saying a word, turned around and returned to the car, and started the engine and left.
The soldier sitting in the driver's seat kept watching, glanced at the figure that disappeared in the rearview mirror, and the expression on his face was a little unbearable.
Do we ignore that guy?
Before the tenth prince could speak, another young man sitting next to him curled his lips and laughed.
Do you want to ride in the same car with that mud man?
The firepower hand carrying the machine gun also laughed and joked.
He had run here, so let him continue running, maybe he could run back to Triumph City.
Ha ha ha ha!
The car was filled with unrestrained laughter.
The 360,000 men returned to the camp with the glory of annihilation of the league ace, even though this tough battle left them with a lot of things.
At the same time, on the other hand, in the northern part of Sulak County, the 170,000th team stationed in the local area finally met with the reinforcements from the rear and launched an invasion towards Doozhou, the three northern states!
The Yue people's resistance troops stationed on the border of Gouzhou only carried out limited resistance and evacuated the battlefield.
As planned, they decided to use mobile warfare to fight the Legion's offensive.
Extend the opponent's supply line as much as possible, and then use artillery and guerrillas to annihilate the opponent's live power.
Just like their strategy when fighting the Gray Wolf Army on the border of Mammoth State.
But in this way, their battle report is indeed a bit ugly, and the front line is almost at a loss.
Compared to Lasi, who is as stable as an old dog, Abusaike is obviously much more uneasy.
If the elite troops of the alliance had not arrived in Tiandu, he might have learned from Shah Rukh and left.
The sky is connected in all directions. To the south is his hometown Langzhou, and to the east is Xiangzhou with good weather.
If you want to run, there is still a place to run. If it really doesn’t work, you can still go to Jinjialun Port to be an apartment.
The whole city of Tiandu was panicked.
And just when everyone wants to leave, someone who can leave will not leave.
Office of the head of the office.
Isher stood at the desk and said to Abusek who was sitting behind the desk.
I want to go to the front line.
Abusek stopped the pen in his hand and looked up at the young man.
He had a little impression of this guy, as if he was the slippery man in Anwo.
A few days ago, Anwo sent a telegram to transfer his former old subordinate to Jinjialun Port for help.
He had no way to stop such trivial matters, and he also needed someone to go to Jinjialun Port to sell his misery, so he waved his hand.
But what he didn't expect was that on the day he was about to leave, Isher did not leave.
Go to the front line?Going to the front line at this time, have you figured it out?
Looking at Abusek who seemed to be smiling, Isher nodded seriously.
I've thought it through.
OK, have ambition!Then I won’t keep you, just follow the members of the alliance.
After a pause, Abusek's eyes rolled, and then said.
Your military rank is too low and you are not worthy of your ability. From now on, you will be the commander of ten thousand men, responsible for rebuilding the broken 30,000 team!
Isher stood up straight, his right fist pressed against his chest.
Thank you for the promotion of the commander!
Abusek waved his hand with a smile.
This is not a good job, don't work too hard, just bring those new recruits and get to know each other... Forget it, I believe you understand, you should do it yourself.
Isher knew what he wanted to say, and why he temporarily promoted himself to the commander of the ten thousand men, and stuffed a bunch of new recruits who needed training to him.
And the old number of the 30,000-man team, which sacrificed the most heroic.
Although this commander was very dissatisfied with Anwo's propositions in Xifan Port, he still regarded them as his subordinates in his heart.
In other words, it is to protect the short-term.
Anyone knows that the front line is a fire pit now, and it is the kind that doesn’t have enough firewood to throw. At least he will hint himself not to go. If he can’t persuade him, he will find a way to ensure his completeness.
Isher nodded, expressed his gratitude sincerely, and then turned and left the office.
Looking at the young man who turned and left, Abusek, who was not the old, sighed in an old age.
...We are not all sloppy, there are still two good guys.
But it's a pity.
On the land of the Bharat Province, most good people will not end well.
A few months are not enough, a few years are not enough, at least decades, or even hundreds of years.
One day, if a good person is pointing a gun at a ball like this, then the Bharat Kingdom will be truly saved.
Abusek smiled and shook his head, picked up his pen, and continued writing at his desk.
…To Kabach, Education Commissioner.
I think there is something wrong with the university affairs, but the treasury of the Bharat Kingdom really has no spare money. You have to let me ease the money for two years, and I will just pretend that I owe you this money.
In addition, I heard that Mr. Rat had run a Mammoth State University in Mammoth State to recruit students from the entire Bharat Province.In this case, we might as well borrow their classrooms and desks to use them to jointly run schools and teach our students in their place.
You cultural people have more exchanges, just like I can chat with Lasi. If you pull your face down, I think this Mr. Rat will never refuse. If you chase me and scold me, you can't scold the silver coins.
It's all the fire that day, and it's not a place for teaching and educating people. Moreover, it's a pity that the built teaching building is broken, so it's better to build it after it is finished.
Just think I'm sure about college affairs and choose students of the right age first. Those budgets for building buildings are indeed not enough, but organizing a few exams and collecting some travel expenses is enough.Remember to pick out real talents and send them to Mammoth University to learn from the teachers there. When they are finished, they will be our teachers.I am not afraid that they will not come back in the future, but I am afraid that they will follow us like the bosses and go into the trenches and cannot come back... Whether it is Bharat or Mammoth Kingdom, those people are our future.
If you check this matter alone, if you dare to squeeze the slippery head, you will come to me, I will definitely wipe him out!
The rain on the ground was evaporated, the steel was melted, and the earth was burnt to black.
In the face of that deadly high temperature, no living creature could survive.
Even red clay.
That is more direct damage than radiating dust.
Looking at the burning earth ahead, Woolf, the 360,000th Man team leader, narrowed his eyes slightly, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, but soon closed it back.
Even if he had no doubt that the Southern Legion would eventually win that final victory, it would be difficult to interpret the battle in front of him as a victory.
Faced with the joint encirclement of three 10,000 teams, the opponent actually knocked out their supply line with high combat losses.
What's even more terrible is that this is just a team of armored 1,000 men in the league!
Even if there are a little more, it can be considered a strengthened team at most. No matter how many people you are, you can't get the team to be organized.
No matter how Triumph Chance makes rhetoric for them, it is difficult to lie to the War Report.
And it is hard to say whether the Triumph newspaper will help them the same as before.
After all, this time is different from before. They offended too many people, and even the allies in the east are not completely on their side.
But if you offend, you must offend it.
He comforted himself so much in his heart that as long as he achieved the final victory, all those who were in harmony with each other would change their minds.
But how long will it take to win?
This is just the beginning.
I don't know what else is waiting for them in front.
Looking at the gradually extinguished flame, the staff officer sitting next to him gently pulled the corner of his mouth.
...It's finally over.
The opponent's difficulty is far beyond his imagination.
Um.
Woolf nodded, said nothing, but just looked at it blankly.
He glanced at him sideways and whispered the staff officer.
Their technology has improved faster than we thought.According to the intelligence provided by our allies in the east, they only took out a car-mounted electromagnetic cannon as their ace in the previous battle, but this time they installed an entire armored force.
He paused, and he continued.
I reasonably suspect that they have more…it is a threat to us.
The gap armor of Conqueror Ten has almost absolute defense against armor-breaking bombs, and armor-breaking bombs are almost the limit that most survivor forces can reach with their original industrial technology.
As for kinetic artillery, the conventional caliber and charge can't even touch the gap layer of the armor at all. It can be easily defended by a hard shell.
It is precisely for this reason that the invincible armor of Conqueror No. 10 is an insurmountable wall of sighs for the vast majority of survivors.
In order to defend against some free fall bombs thrown from abandoned high-rise buildings and adapt to the security war in the urban environment, they even deliberately strengthened the top cover of the turret!
However, all these targeted designs have become a joke in the face of weapons designed based on new technical principles.
The alliance's electromagnetic guns were shot and penetrated one by one. As long as the static shell was hit by the ammunition rack, it would be a brilliant spark, and this was one of the reasons why their armored formations were continuously exploded.
Theoretically, the penetration effect of the electromagnetic gun is adjustable. If a special bullet is installed, it can even break through the air resistance, so the damage effect is really no upper limit.
What is worrying is that it seems that the South China Sea Alliance has this technology and is used by them on battleships.
In the past, they did not take the group of fishermen in the southern waters seriously, but with the arrival of the alliance, the starfish huddled on the island suddenly became stunned and now they are starting to walk out.
Once these technologies spread out, the Legion's advantages over the past century and a half will disappear!
To deal with this unprecedented threat, they should at least break out of the design of the Conqueror series and develop brand new equipment based on new tactical needs.
These preparations should have been done before the war began, but he did not see them.
Just as their opponents were seriously thinking about their equipment, the senior leaders of the Legion only purchased a large number of Conqueror No. 10 from the Eastern Legion.
Perhaps the senior management still held other trump cards in his hands, or from the beginning, he did not expect to win by relying on the advantages of the armored troops, but instead put the chips on other trump cards, but the current battle situation really made him feel a little worried.
Although he also had no doubt that the Willant would win the final victory, he could not help but worry whether they were a little too confident and even ignored the objective development laws of things.
Even though I have never read it very much.
...It was just a tactical threat. The adjutant corrected it, grinned and continued disapprovingly. It was another matter strategically.Just like now, no matter whether it is an electromagnetic gun or something, the final result is that there is only a pool of iron.They won ten times, and the Lion City is now in our hands.
In terms of firepower, the Southern Legion will not lose to anyone!
He has absolute confidence in this.
Even if the other party’s electromagnetic gun is a little stronger, it cannot fill the gap in firepower between the two sides!
It's true that this is true. The staff officer did not refute his statement, but just asked back, but what if they have other trump cards?
The adjutant smiled.
Are you talking about phase cannons?That kind of thing is indeed a threat, but we are not unprepared.
The staff officer shook his head.
I'm afraid it's something else.
What is it?
have no idea.
Hearing this ambiguous answer, the adjutant was stunned.
have no idea?
The staff officer nodded and said with a serious expression.
Don’t know is the most terrifying thing... Haven’t you discovered that our opponents know us, but we have never tried to understand them.
He always had a feeling that the alliance had penetrated into their interior.
This is not surprising.
There are many Willant people who are hostile to the league, but there are also many who have a good impression of them.
These people are the easiest to buy.
There is no need to bribe them, and those people are willing to help them.
Whether they admit it or not, this group exists in the Legion, and as their approaches become more and more crazy, the resistance to resistance continues to expand.
On the other hand, it would be difficult for the Legion to hire a brewer from Shuguang City to work in Yawente...
……
The boiling flames turned the enemy into ashes and finally resolved the anger in everyone's hearts.
Not only did the commander in the command vehicle relax his frown, but the soldiers of the 360,000th men also relaxed their tense shoulders and pressed down the raised muzzle.
It was a tragic battle. The sudden flashing electric arcs in the darkness and the turrets flying into the sky almost became an indelible nightmare in their hearts.
The flames in the distance gradually faded.
Just as everyone was about to end the team, a stumbled figure suddenly appeared in the dark wilderness.
The man's arms were tied tightly with ropes, walking on the muddy land with unrecognizable relatives, as if he might fall to the ground at any time.
The front-line reconnaissance team discovered him first.
Several Willant soldiers standing next to the reconnaissance vehicle exchanged glances and saw surprise in each other's eyes.
Is there anyone alive?!
Captain, there is a living person!
...It seems to be our people.
The chief clerk sitting in the car frowned and observed through the magnification mirror of the electric machine gun.
The man was covered in mud, his face was covered with colorful colors, and his pants were still wet, like a wild dog rolling out of a mud pit.
Whether it was his high nose bridge or his military uniform, he told him his identity.
This guy is his fellow countryman.
Although he had great hope, he was not.
stop!
When the man approached, the tenth prince got out of the car in person and pointed the gun at him and signaled him to stop.
I...ahem!My name is Quincy…I am my own person!
The young man named Quincy's face was full of fear, his eyes were empty like coal balls, and his face was covered in dust and looked like a slug.
He doesn't want this either.
But he was indeed frightened.
Not only because the guy shot him with his mouth, but also because of the artillery fire falling from the sky.
It was completely different from what I saw during the exercise. It was not that he charged towards the shells, but that the shells were everywhere on the sky.
The burning white phosphorus almost hit his heel, and he almost died in his own hands when he escaped from the tiger's mouth!Your number.
The ten-man stared at him intently, looking at his cowardly look, with contempt in his eyes.
The 34th Cycle Standalone Team...The Third Thousand People...
What is the third thousand people?You can't even tell the number?The chief of the tenth husband stared at him coldly, pressing down the muzzle in his hand, and your exoskeleton, and your equipment, where have you gone?Have you given it to someone?
...In, maybe in the fire.Quincy swallowed with difficulty, not daring to say that it might have been picked up by the guerrillas.
The tenth prince didn't care at all, but just looked at him with contempt.
Oh, so why are you not inside?
I……
I really feel embarrassed for you. You are a weak slut, but our compatriots.
The tenth chief pulled out a seized pistol from his waist, threw it in front of the wild dog-like guy, and said with disgust.
Our 360,000th man team is not as cowardly as you. We would rather die on the battlefield than surrender.
He didn't say anything, but he seemed to say everything, quietly looking at the scared young man in front of him.
The same goes for the Willant people next to them.
At first they felt a little sympathetic to this pretty guy, but after hearing what the captain said, they didn't feel so sympathetic.
This cowardly guy is actually a Willant?
It really dirty their noble blood!
It would be better to kill yourself and die at the hands of the enemy, and you can be considered a warrior for now.
Quincy trembled and picked up the pistol on the ground and pressed against his jaw, but his index finger seemed to be filled with lead, and he shook for a long time but didn't have the courage to take it down.
He looked at his compatriots standing around him pleadingly, hoping that they would stop him, but found that they were just watching jokingly, as if urging him to hurry up.
Why is this the case?
He was clearly fighting for the Willant to be able to live in the land under the sun, but why did he, who escaped from death, become the enemy of the Willant?
He felt something broken in his heart, and suddenly he roared out in a collapse.
Ahahah ！！！
He finally plucked up the courage and pulled the trigger with a firm heart, but only a crisp sound was heard.
The crisp sound made his head buzz, as if he was kicked by a donkey.
There are no bullets in the chamber...
He was fooled.
Even if he was stupid, he could react. These veterans were just using him as fun.
Quincy looked at the guys blankly, and suddenly the strength in his body seemed to have been taken away, and he collapsed on the ground with a plop.
The Willant soldiers looked at the coward with a mocking last glance, without saying a word, turned around and returned to the car, and started the engine and left.
The soldier sitting in the driver's seat kept watching, glanced at the figure that disappeared in the rearview mirror, and the expression on his face was a little unbearable.
Do we ignore that guy?
Before the tenth prince could speak, another young man sitting next to him curled his lips and laughed.
Do you want to ride in the same car with that mud man?
The firepower hand carrying the machine gun also laughed and joked.
He had run here, so let him continue running, maybe he could run back to Triumph City.
Ha ha ha ha!
The car was filled with unrestrained laughter.
The 360,000 men returned to the camp with the glory of annihilation of the league ace, even though this tough battle left them with a lot of things.
At the same time, on the other hand, in the northern part of Sulak County, the 170,000th team stationed in the local area finally met with the reinforcements from the rear and launched an invasion towards Doozhou, the three northern states!
The Yue people's resistance troops stationed on the border of Gouzhou only carried out limited resistance and evacuated the battlefield.
As planned, they decided to use mobile warfare to fight the Legion's offensive.
Extend the opponent's supply line as much as possible, and then use artillery and guerrillas to annihilate the opponent's live power.
Just like their strategy when fighting the Gray Wolf Army on the border of Mammoth State.
But in this way, their battle report is indeed a bit ugly, and the front line is almost at a loss.
Compared to Lasi, who is as stable as an old dog, Abusaike is obviously much more uneasy.
If the elite troops of the alliance had not arrived in Tiandu, he might have learned from Shah Rukh and left.
The sky is connected in all directions. To the south is his hometown Langzhou, and to the east is Xiangzhou with good weather.
If you want to run, there is still a place to run. If it really doesn’t work, you can still go to Jinjialun Port to be an apartment.
The whole city of Tiandu was panicked.
And just when everyone wants to leave, someone who can leave will not leave.
Office of the head of the office.
Isher stood at the desk and said to Abusek who was sitting behind the desk.
I want to go to the front line.
Abusek stopped the pen in his hand and looked up at the young man.
He had a little impression of this guy, as if he was the slippery man in Anwo.
A few days ago, Anwo sent a telegram to transfer his former old subordinate to Jinjialun Port for help.
He had no way to stop such trivial matters, and he also needed someone to go to Jinjialun Port to sell his misery, so he waved his hand.
But what he didn't expect was that on the day he was about to leave, Isher did not leave.
Go to the front line?Going to the front line at this time, have you figured it out?
Looking at Abusek who seemed to be smiling, Isher nodded seriously.
I've thought it through.
OK, have ambition!Then I won’t keep you, just follow the members of the alliance.
After a pause, Abusek's eyes rolled, and then said.
Your military rank is too low and you are not worthy of your ability. From now on, you will be the commander of ten thousand men, responsible for rebuilding the broken 30,000 team!
Isher stood up straight, his right fist pressed against his chest.
Thank you for the promotion of the commander!
Abusek waved his hand with a smile.
This is not a good job, don't work too hard, just bring those new recruits and get to know each other... Forget it, I believe you understand, you should do it yourself.
Isher knew what he wanted to say, and why he temporarily promoted himself to the commander of the ten thousand men, and stuffed a bunch of new recruits who needed training to him.
And the old number of the 30,000-man team, which sacrificed the most heroic.
Although this commander was very dissatisfied with Anwo's propositions in Xifan Port, he still regarded them as his subordinates in his heart.
In other words, it is to protect the short-term.
Anyone knows that the front line is a fire pit now, and it is the kind that doesn’t have enough firewood to throw. At least he will hint himself not to go. If he can’t persuade him, he will find a way to ensure his completeness.
Isher nodded, expressed his gratitude sincerely, and then turned and left the office.
Looking at the young man who turned and left, Abusek, who was not the old, sighed in an old age.
...We are not all sloppy, there are still two good guys.
But it's a pity.
On the land of the Bharat Province, most good people will not end well.
A few months are not enough, a few years are not enough, at least decades, or even hundreds of years.
One day, if a good person is pointing a gun at a ball like this, then the Bharat Kingdom will be truly saved.
Abusek smiled and shook his head, picked up his pen, and continued writing at his desk.
…To Kabach, Education Commissioner.
I think there is something wrong with the university affairs, but the treasury of the Bharat Kingdom really has no spare money. You have to let me ease the money for two years, and I will just pretend that I owe you this money.
In addition, I heard that Mr. Rat had run a Mammoth State University in Mammoth State to recruit students from the entire Bharat Province.In this case, we might as well borrow their classrooms and desks to use them to jointly run schools and teach our students in their place.
You cultural people have more exchanges, just like I can chat with Lasi. If you pull your face down, I think this Mr. Rat will never refuse. If you chase me and scold me, you can't scold the silver coins.
It's all the fire that day, and it's not a place for teaching and educating people. Moreover, it's a pity that the built teaching building is broken, so it's better to build it after it is finished.
Just think I'm sure about college affairs and choose students of the right age first. Those budgets for building buildings are indeed not enough, but organizing a few exams and collecting some travel expenses is enough.Remember to pick out real talents and send them to Mammoth University to learn from the teachers there. When they are finished, they will be our teachers.I am not afraid that they will not come back in the future, but I am afraid that they will follow us like the bosses and go into the trenches and cannot come back... Whether it is Bharat or Mammoth Kingdom, those people are our future.
If you check this matter alone, if you dare to squeeze the slippery head, you will come to me, I will definitely wipe him out!
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