Edward looked at the map in front of him, and was glaring.

The foe posture had already been marked, and as Arizona was recaptured and the fighting spread to New Mexico, the invaders were ferocious.

Due to the influence of Arizona, the situation in Utah and Idaho is also extremely unoptimistic. Dongying players are like chickens and blood, and they launch a strong attack at any cost, which makes America's side under great pressure.

Limited by the cumbersome transfer process of the mythical profession, there are only more than 100,000 players who have changed jobs, which seems to be a lot, but scattered on the long front line, which is really not much.

Because of this, there are about 10,000 mythical professions gathered in Arizona, intending to prioritize the elimination of Mexico in order to concentrate on dealing with the Vermilion Coalition in the future.

It's a pity that in the face of Lu Yao's momentum to take Arizona and march into New Mexico, the plan completely failed.

Edward withdrew his gaze from the map and silently sent a private message to the above, asking for more support and a counterattack as soon as possible to restore the current low morale. is still a Zhu Yajun now, and when the Huaxia players finish changing their costumes, they will really be unable to fight at that time.

was targeted and restrained everywhere, and the fighting spirit was so low that it was not good, coupled with the fact that there were still people who were restrained behind their backs, and all kinds of unfavorable factors combined, the loss accounted for a large amount.

However, he didn't expect that after the private message was sent, he received all kinds of criticism.

In addition to the various criticisms, the Pentagon said that even the only four gods have descended on the main map, which is already the biggest support, and the focus of America is still on the bloody plains, not the main map. After all, high-tech technology is far more important than basic data.

Edward was speechless, and the more he thought about it, the bigger his head became.

To be reasonable, the Pentagon is right, the current level of support is quite large. He also admitted this, but the opponent was too tough, and his eyes were quite vicious, and he just pinched this juncture and went crazy.

Looking at the information sorted out at hand, his face was very ugly. The opponent already has air power, but the air power of your own side is significantly behind the opponent.

The terrifying power of the combined blow of the Heavenly Soldiers is beyond the reach of the player. It's comparable to a 152-caliber cannon, under one blow, no one is spared within a few tens of meters in diameter, and people can still scatter it, and the paralyzing effect that lasts for a short time is also a big killer.

Edward thought about it, decided to save himself, and personally approached the old Rockefeller and confessed his current predicament. The latter, apparently having also received relevant information, is equally worried.

Who would have thought that the gods would come forward, and as a result, the opposite side would still have an absolute advantage.

Old Rockefeller was silent for a long time, and suddenly asked, "If you entrust the gods to take action, can you turn the situation around?" ”

Edward froze. He didn't think to ask the gods to help. However, after the old Rockefeller said this, his heart moved, and he said uncertainly: "We don't have enough reasons." ”

Old Rockefeller smiled slightly: "When I came into contact with those gods, my think tank obtained an important piece of information. The gods were apparently happy to come to the main map, but for some reason, they didn't come until now. ”

Listening to the old Rockefeller's account of the descent, Edward was shocked. According to the elder Rockefeller, the gods obviously attached great importance to the main map, far more than the bloody plains of the main battlefield, so they came down immediately after reaching a consensus within America.

After hearing this, Edward said categorically: "Let the gods do it." ”

Old Rockefeller asked rhetorically, "Reason?" ”

Edward was already confident, and explained in a deep voice, "First of all, we need to have more and more detailed information. Letting the gods do it is just the right time to test their bottom line and find out why they attach so much importance to the main map. Second, we need an absolute victory to boost morale. You know there's a lot of negative rhetoric coming out at the moment. We have to stop the conspiracy of some people. Third ......"

After a pause, he took a deep breath and said in a deep voice: "Even if the gods lose their move, we can also take the opportunity to make more reasonable suggestions, simplify the current cumbersome transfer process, and arrange players to transfer jobs more quickly and improve our strength." ”

Old Rockefeller smiled approvingly.

The reasons given by Edward are quite valid, and they are the most urgent problems to be solved at the moment. Arrange for the gods to shoot, whether they win or lose, America is the biggest winner.

Old Rockefeller stood up, leaned on his cane, and said, "I'll arrange this matter, and don't mention it to anyone." ”

Edward nodded silently.

There is nothing wrong with this, but under the influence of liberal ideology, the possibility of leakage of classified information is becoming more and more great, as if the internal has become a sieve, and any secret can be leaked.

In case this side has just invited the gods to prepare to make a move, the secret will be leaked over there, and the opponent can ambush every minute. Even if America is going to be the winner, why lose if you can win?

Edward returned to the front command. Old Rockefeller did not disappoint him, and he did not know what means were used, and within two days a god came.

"They have mythical troops?" This deity, which was covered with fresh water, asked as soon as they met.

Edward knew that this water god was his strongest reinforcement, and he didn't dare to slack off, so he sent all the information and explained it in detail.

The water god listened very carefully, and from time to time he mentioned a few questions. Edward also knew everything, and not only gave explanations, but also put forward his own judgments as supplements.

"I know, I'll leave these ants to me." After listening to this, the water god gave a gesture.

Edward's keen gap reached the point where a trace of hatred quietly flashed in the eyes of the water god as he made a statement, which made him stunned on the spot. The gods seem to have a grudge against each other?

This unexpected discovery puzzled Edward. Lu Yao is just a Chinese player, and there is no reason to have anything to do with the newly born gods in the American region. But the hatred that flashed quietly in the eyes of the water god was real, and he could see it clearly.

It's a pity that the water god didn't give him much time to investigate around the bend, and after making a statement, he turned into a cloud of water and quietly left the headquarters.

The water god turned into water vapor and quietly arrived at the front line, and when he saw the 300,000 heavenly soldiers soaring through the clouds and mist, under the cover of the dragon artillery cluster, the American players jumped and jumped, and a strong killing intent immediately flashed in his eyes.

"It's them, it's indeed these damn Chinese Heavenly Soldiers." The water god was furious in his heart, and his strong killing intent almost turned into substance.

In the last Divine War, it was the Heavenly Soldiers and other mythical arms that swept through, and the two camps were defeated in a mess. Fortunately, their individual strength is outstanding, and they escaped by luck, and none of them died, and they all fell into a deep sleep. This is far more fortunate than the Europa camp.

But it's just a small soldier.

A flash of happiness flashed in the water god's eyes, and he was ready to make a move.