(Girls' Literature) "Any useful information?"

Peter flipped through the information on the desktop and asked Wang Chen casually.

"Nothing useful, just some waste paper."

Wang Chen opened the drawer and looked at the file bag in the drawer a few times, there were things in it, but these things were of little use to them, and these data papers were just waste paper to them!

"It seems that the temple of God is very thoughtful, and nothing useful is placed here." Peter whispered.

"Normal, useful things who will not put on the bright side! Either keep it in your head or ...... It's in the hands of the golden members of the Temple of God! This commander is only a color cross rank, not enough! "Wang Chen now has a very deep understanding of the hierarchy of the God Temple.

This is the headquarters of the Southwest Theater of the Temple of God, but now it has become the headquarters of the peacekeeping forces! There is a lot of messy information in this, but these materials are of no use to Wang Chen and them! Wang Chen and Peter were about to leave, but at this time......

"Damn, you two are here, let's find it for a while." Polar Bear and Ryan walked in, along with Night Fox and others, among whom Polar Bear complained to Wang Chen and Peter.

"Why aren't you guys resting?" Wang Chen asked Ryan and the polar bear.

"Not sleepy, how's it going? Did you find anything here? Ryan asked softly.

"Nothing was found, just useless stuff." When Wang Chen said this, he picked up the map of the peripheral war zone, shook it, and then said: "If you have to say that there is anything to discover, this is the biggest discovery!" ”

"Cut, it's boring." The polar bear waved his hand, walked towards the door, and said, "Go to bed, let's talk about it tomorrow." ”

"Let's go, let's go rest too." Wang Chen looked at the time, it was not early, informed Peter, and left here, and went to rest with Night Fox and others.

……

South African War Zone, Central War Zone, Headquarters of the Temple of God, in a certain palace, time, early morning.

"Hall Master, it's not good." A middle-aged man from the West with a golden cross on his chest strode into the temple and walked towards the hall master of the Temple of God, who was eating breakfast.

"What's wrong again?" The hall master of the Temple of God took a sip of red wine and asked softly.

"Southwestern Theater of Operations...... It's fallen! The middle-aged Western man with the golden cross on his chest said with a serious face.

"Smack! ......" The words fell, and the lord of the temple of God threw his hand and threw the wine glass in his hand on the ground, and the wine glass shattered, and the fragments were splashed everywhere, and the wine was also splashed on the ground.

"The fall of the Southwestern Theater? Are you kidding! Isn't the second main force in the Southwestern Theater of Operations? And aren't the four peripheral theaters of war ready to support each other at any time? It's only been a few days? And it fell? The eyes of the God Hall Lord turned cold and shouted loudly.

The middle-aged Western man with the golden cross medal on his chest told the master of the Hall of God the ins and outs of the matter, and after finishing speaking, the master of the Hall of God closed his eyes and fell silent.

"This group of wastes knows how to compete for merit and reward......" After hearing this, the hall master of the Temple of God understood what was going on, and he immediately said: "But fortunately, the second main force has not been damaged, and the third main force has only lost a little. ”

"Hall Master, what should the commander of the Southwest Theater do?" The middle-aged Western man with the golden cross on his chest asked.

"Kill! Nine Clans! The hall master of the Hall of God said casually and continued: "If you don't kill him, it will be difficult to deter the other commanders!" If other commanders continue to compete for merit and reward, then ...... We will be defeated! That bastard, even if he gave away the Southwest Theater, he also threw away the arsenal of the Southwest Theater like this! ”

The current God Hall is not the previous God Palace, first, they don't have many troops, and second, they don't have much financial resources, and they lost an arsenal in the southwest theater, and the hall master of the God Hall is a little distressed! But fortunately, heavy equipment such as helicopter gunships and field tanks were not lost.

"The red dragon's tooth is in the Southwest Theater now, right?" The Lord of the Hall of God asked the middle-aged Western man with the golden cross medal on his chest.

"Yes." The middle-aged man in the West with the golden cross medal on his chest answered and asked, "Does the hall master mean to destroy him at all costs?" ”

"No, now that the peacekeepers are gathered together, if they attack by force, I'm afraid they will fall into the hands of the red dragon's teeth!" When the hall master of the God Hall said this, he sneered, and then said: "Since he wants to play with me, then I will accompany him to have a good time, pass on my order, and from now on, take back the direct command of the commanders of the major theaters." ”

"Accept my appointment! Starting today, I'm going to be at the headquarters...... Personally command this war! ”

When the words fell, the middle-aged Western man with the golden cross medal on his chest was stunned for a moment, and said, "The hall master wants to fight the red dragon's teeth in person?" ”

"Do you feel like one of our commanders is his opponent? All of them are played like monkeys! Before the war began, it was already controlled by the red dragon's fangs. The hall master of the temple of God said.

"My subordinates understood." The middle-aged Western man with the golden cross on his chest nodded and replied.

"Pass my order to let the troops of the Northwest Theater be transferred to the Southeast Theater immediately!" The hall master of the God Hall shouted, and then said: "As long as we don't attack tomorrow, the red dragon's teeth will definitely focus on the Northwest Theater, and the Northwest Theater has 40,000 troops, if it is surrounded, there is no way to escape!" ”

"That Northwest Theater ......" The middle-aged Western man with the golden cross medal on his chest frowned slightly.

"I gave it to them." The Lord of the Temple of God sneered.

"Subordinates receive orders." The middle-aged Western man with the golden cross on his chest answered, and left the palace to deliver the order.

……

Wang Chen slept until two o'clock in the afternoon, and then woke up, after waking up, he looked at the time, immediately got up, and said to himself: "No one has called me, which means that the Temple of God has not been attacked, strange...... This doesn't look like the style of a God Hall commander. ”

After talking to himself, Wang Chen came to the headquarters, and at this time, Ryan, Polar Bear, Jack, and Peter were already there.

"Woke up?" Peter asked Wang Chen.

"Why didn't you call me?" Wang Chen rubbed his temples and asked softly.

"The Temple of God hasn't been attacked, why are you called? I'm afraid that you overused your brain yesterday, so let you take a good rest. Peter said with a smile.