Chapter 80: The Clear Situation
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At the beginning of the war, the Anglo-French alliance had been lacking in intelligence, and they were only the opening party of the gambling game, and they did not plan to enter the war at all, and then they were forced to participate in the war was also a temporary decision, so they were not ready for war in advance. Although they were able to put together a seemingly formidable army with the help of their financial resources, we both knew what it was. Grand alliances are not the best form of warfare, and it is acceptable for a country's subordinate legions to cooperate in fighting together, and multiple legions from different countries participating in the war for different purposes will have defects in their command and coordination. This is why the Anglo-French alliance gathered more than 10 million people into a single legion to fight. This seemingly idiotic decision is actually what they have to do now, and this 10 million army can't really be used as 10 million at all, as long as there is no unified command, they will be finished immediately.
The leaders of the guilds don't trust each other completely, and they all want their money back, which is good. But they are not a real community of interests, and they still have to compete with each other after the money is returned. If these people had graduated from primary school, they might have really joined forces to fight with us to get their money back, but unfortunately, the leadership tasks of these Anglo-French guilds are all social elites, and none of them are simple tasks. The reason why these elites are called elites is because they think more than the average person, they will not simply think about a certain thing, but will take many steps after this move into account in advance, just like playing Go. This kind of thinking pattern leads to these people not being able to trust each other, and no one wants to lose so much strength in this battle that they end up implicating their guild, which is worse than directly losing that money. That's why the war is what it is. The coalition forces gathered in a whole group also knew that their tactics were shitty, but no one would say anything. If someone really pops up at this time and says, "Isn't our tactic too child's play?" It's like a bunch of kids directing a fight. "Then he is really a child, a child who only thinks about snatching the toy first, and does not expect to be spanked by his parents later.
These elites knew that the tactics were wrong. But they had to do it. In order to make up for this shortcoming, they specially investigated the information of our guild, and even prepared a special anti-harassment force in advance considering that our guild would organize personnel to conduct harassment wars. This qiΔ cannot but say how shrewd the other party's command is, but they are still helpless.
Now it is time for the first recuperation of the war. It is impossible to fight a super-large war in one go, and there will definitely be a few free segments in the middle where there will be relatively little firefights for both sides to adjust their subordinates and modify their next strategy in time. We and the Iron Cross troops seized this time to prepare for the next phase of the battle, but the British and French elites were helpless to plan who would be in front and who would be behind in the next battle, and who would be responsible for the most difficult part of the attack. The commanders must be fair, and there must not be a situation where a battle is over, and even one guild member dies and quits the alliance directly. Even if any idiot guild was willing to fight so desperately, the general command of the alliance would not agree, because it would affect the feelings of other guilds, and some second-tier guilds would think that those big guilds would use them as cannon fodder. If this happens, it will inevitably affect the unity of the alliance, and even lead to the collapse of the alliance. Rather than this, it is better to sacrifice a little tactical preparation time, and plan the distribution of casualties among the guilds to ensure that the proportion of casualties is roughly equal.
The alliance is not as simple as imagined, and there is not enough profit to drive it, and no one will stupidly rush to be cannon fodder. World War II, if only the Germans had not invaded the Soviet Union. Killing Stalin would not have formed an alliance with Britain and the United States. The same is true of the Anglo-French guilds now, and after World War II, they were able to turn the occupied territories into their own economic circles. It's still profitable after all, our battle this time is to compete for that bet, who sacrifices big and who is unlucky, who is willing to rush to the front to fight in such a battle? The road of three monks without water to eat is simple to say, how many can really understand?
Relatively speaking, the situation is different on our side. Speaking of which, we are also a combination of three armies, the Iron Cross Army, our Frost Rose Alliance, and the Blood Alliance. But our interests are different, the Blood Alliance and our guild are related, Red Moon is also Feng Yi's ethereal sister, this relationship is unbreakable, and his army is assigned the task of defending the city, and no one is with him at all. As a monk, he must be carrying water, so naturally there will be no situation where three monks have no water to eat. The situation of our guild is a little special, first, we have been cooperating with the Iron Cross for a long time, unlike the British and French guilds, which were put together temporarily, and we still have interests to maintain after the two guilds, so both sides will take the initiative to express XiΓ n, and generally will not push each other on major matters. On the other hand, our guild's attack this time is actually taking into account the task of grabbing money, and Issinger's attack is actually similar to looting, and all the supplies will be emptied when we get to a city, so our battle is rewarding, and the enthusiasm will naturally go up. In addition, we have to collect some very special things this time, which we will need later, so we have to work a little harder. Regarding the initiative of the Iron Cross, there is no need to think about this. It was his city that was beaten, the sooner he completed the task, the smaller his loss, who would fight if he didn't work hard?
Just because the three of us don't have as many concerns as the Anglo-French guilds, we can arrange our tactics reasonably, and we don't have to use the most conservative tactics like the Anglo-French guilds to gnaw slowly one by one.
The battle broke out again the next morning local time, and Isinger was very noisy all night, and the high-intensity fighting of the day almost consumed the city's weapons, and the technicians replaced more than 30,000 cannon barrels and a large number of crystal devices in one go, especially the main weapon system under the city, which was put six times in a day, and even the shell was almost burned into molten iron, and we had to take it apart and overhaul it completely. Fortunately, the bank has been attaching great importance to the collection of technical personnel for a long time, so the progress of the project is not slow, and it was completed overnight. The next day, the new Issinger was in full swing again, and before lunch time Isenger had completed all his tasks, and five of the ten most difficult cities had turned into lava pits. The other five were looted and burned to rubble.
The Fourth Route Legion, consisting of dragons and air cavalry, was not slow, and by lunchtime they were already on their way to the penultimate target. Ashford's side was a little slower, they were still attacking the sixth city, and it looked like they were going to have to toss for a while.
The slowest is still the all-army battle group, which has only reached the fourth city and is preparing to attack the city with artillery. They will take down the fifth city at most before dark today, and it will be delusional to do it sooner. However, they are not afraid to be slow, first, Isengard's side has already completed, and they can start to help them complete additional tasks in the afternoon, and in addition, the enemy's speed is slower than them.
The Anglo-French Guild had only just finished out the second city of the Iron Cross by noon, and this time they learned wisely not to overwhelm the territory with large soldiers, and although the final city explosion did prove that their plan was effective in reducing casualties, unfortunately this tactical strategy was also effective in reducing speed. Yesterday they were mainly delayed on the road, and from today the distance between the target cities was very close, and they could quickly take down one city after another, but they only took one small city in the whole morning, and at this rate, by the time they attacked the headquarters city of Ashford, it would probably be next week. On our side, both the Foster Alliance and the Beast Alliance will be history by noon tomorrow at the latest.
The battle went so smoothly. On the one hand, the reason why we are well prepared is in it, and on the other hand, there are too many disadvantages of the enemy, which allows us to take advantage of them in vain. Before noon, I began to attack the enemy attacking forces again with the harassment detachment. This time, the target was originally the enemy's group of mages, but as soon as he rushed into the crowd, he suddenly heard a loud lifting voice: "Purple Sun player, someone is looking for it in the real world." β
This is the sound of the system call bell, which only appears when someone presses the call button on my gaming helmet, and is inaudible to anyone around me except me. My body is still in the petri dish, and I don't use a game helmet to access the game, and the one who rings the bell at this time must be an important person in the base, and ten of them are my father, and others can't enter the special training room. I am in the midst of thousands of troops at this time, how dare I go offline immediately. Turning his head to the nearest Shadow Spring, he shouted: "Someone pressed my helmet call button, I'll go offline first to see what's going on, you help me tell everyone to retreat immediately, and then arrange the action when I come back." If I don't come back, don't do the harassment war. "After saying that, I immediately let the Nightshade fly me high into the air, and after pulling the distance, I chose to go offline, and the image flashed in front of me, and I was already in the middle of a huge incubator.
After seeing the situation outside the tank clearly, I only used the brainwave connector on my head to control the speaker. "What's the matter with Dad?" Sure enough, it was my father standing outside the jar, but there were two generals in military uniforms behind him, and it seemed that things were getting bigger.
Dad said very strictly: "There is a very important thing that you need to do. β
"But we're still adjusting!"
"The main tweaks are over, and the fine-tuning part can be continued when you come back. You guys come out first, I'll wait for you in the office. "After my dad finished speaking, he turned around and left with the two generals, and I was baffled.
A group of researchers ran in after Daddy had left, and each of them ran to a jar and began to release water and decompression. As the level of liquid in the tube I was in went down, so did my body. After touching the ground, there is no sense of powerlessness that ordinary people get ashore from the water, but there is a feeling of lightness.
When the liquid was finished, the tank rose of its own accord, and I pulled off dozens of tubes attached to my body, and the researcher handed me a suit. I hurriedly changed my clothes and walked out of the cubicle, and everyone else walked down, the only difference was the rose, and I looked at the rose with wet hair in surprise. She is obviously a little different from before the adjustment, and the most obvious thing is that her skin is delicate, and Cheng DΓΉ has improved several levels in one go. No matter how beautiful a woman is, you can find it outside, but no one can surpass us in terms of skin quality. The tissues of the cells cultured in a directional culture are so perfect that there are almost no defects, there will be no light and dark color differences, no spots and pits, and even hair can hardly be found.
"How did you get her out?" I hurriedly ran over to pick up the rose, and said to the researcher next to me, "She's adjusting for the first time, and it takes more time, how did you get her out?" β
The researcher immediately explained: "This is the chairman's decision, and Miss Chu Rong's adjustment has been basically completed, and the later work can be adjusted by the body in the natural environment." β
"What does my dad mean?" I was stunned for a moment. Waving to the researcher, I picked up the rose and walked outside. Scott, they didn't know why they all suddenly came back to reality, and they all followed me blankly.
I led everyone all the way to my father's office, where the two generals I had just seen were already sitting. In addition to the two of them, there were five people in the room, three of whom were base researchers, and the other two, all with the rank of lieutenant colonel, appeared to be confidential secretaries to the two generals.
Thirty people came in at once, and the small office suddenly became quite crowded. Dad may have noticed this and moved us to the formal conference room next door, which was much more spacious. After arranging for everyone to sit down, my father introduced us. "The two generals here are the supreme commanders of the Secret Intelligence Department, and they are also the secret liaison officers of my Dragon Yuan. The two lieutenant colonels sitting next to them are their lieutenants, and this time the evolution was interrupted early because the two generals brought some important information, and now they need your strength to help Long Yuan complete this important task. β
"What the hell is that mission?"
Dad nodded to one of the generals. The fat-looking general pointed to the wall on the side of the conference room, and a photograph appeared on the wall of what appeared to be the interior of a factory, supported by some metal fixtures painted with yellow and black spots, and something that was clearly different from the surrounding objects. I don't know how big this thing is because of the lack of references, but it should be a relatively large thing. At first glance, the shape of this object looks a bit like an airplane, and if you look closely, the plane should not be so short and thick. And there don't seem to be any obvious wings on this thing. To be exact, this thing is more like a flying saucer, but it's not exactly saucer-shaped, and it's not symmetrical up and down. The strangest thing is that the position of this thing is more like the cockpit of a fighter jet, and a painting of a flying goddess is actually painted on the side. The beautiful woman in the painting looks beautiful and enchanting, and I almost thought that this was the picture of the goddess in the Dunhuang murals.
Such a device that should obviously be some kind of aircraft is actually painted in the style of Chinese Buddhism, and the candidate of this aircraft seems to be very deformed, and the entire back half of the part is almost distorted.
The general confirmed that I had seen all the details before he spoke: "This picture was obtained by our intelligence officers with great difficulty, and for this we lost three of our most capable comrades. The place in the photo is a secret Japanese base, which is located on the bottom of the sea off the coast of Japan, and this base has been built for more than 30 years. That is, before you are born, it is already in the service. β
Another general next to the fat general continued: "The white object you see is actually a combat aircraft, and it has technology on it that you can't imagine. That thing's technology is at least a hundred years ahead of us. β
Rose interrupted the general and said, "It seems that this flying machine is very badly damaged, since it is very advanced, why was it knocked down?" β
"Yes, it did get knocked down. But do you know what weapon it was shot down against? β
"Anti-aircraft missiles?" Scott asked.
"It's a nuclear bomb." The three words of the general are tantamount to throwing a nuclear bomb in our hearts, and it seems that it does not feel exciting enough, and the general adds a few more words: "And it hits directly." β
We all stared at the screen in surprise again, this thing was directly hit by a nuclear bomb, and it was just a deformation of the shell, this defense is too perverted, right?
The fat general spoke: "Forty years ago, Japan violated the NPT and the treaty on limiting the weaponization of nuclear energy of war-ready countries, and openly built and test-fired a nuclear bomb, which was supposed to be an uninhabited island in the Pacific Ocean, but the missile hit an unknown object before it was about to fly out of the atmosphere, and the nuclear bomb exploded and knocked this thing down. β
"You mean to say. Is this an alien vehicle? β
The fat general said: "If I didn't know the secret of the dragon edge, I might think so, but I can tell you with certainty that this thing is a masterpiece of human beings, and it still has the characteristics of the Chinese, especially the bow painting, which is completely in the style of our country." β
"Secret, what secret?" I asked curiously.
"Didn't you say that?" The general looked at his father in surprise.
Dad immediately explained, "Sometimes you know too many things and you have more to worry about, so I usually don't tell them what they don't need to know." β
"Then you can sue us now, right?" I asked.
"Of course." Dad nodded and said, "Yes, but not now, this will have to be explained to you slowly in the future, and you won't understand it if you don't see it live." β
"And what about our mission? Isn't it time to get this human-made flying machine back? We're strong, but we can't run with a flying machine! Since this thing is a combat aircraft made by humans, it weighs two or three tons, to say the least, right? And how can you get lucky with such a big deal? β
"Of course I don't want you to bring back the aircraft." The fat general said politely: "We also have a lot of this kind of flying machine, so we don't need you to steal this thing." β
"We have quite a few of them?" Rose spotted the problem in the general's words. "You said there are quite a few, could it be that this strange flying machine is a product of our Dragon Yuan?"
"Let's let your dad explain this to you later, anyway, it's a long story, what we want you to do now is to find a device." The general pointed to the wall, where the picture had been replaced by a spherical object. The thing was held by a human hand, and the object was about the size of a volleyball, with a large number of metal streaks on its surface, and some glowing blue bands. Most notably, there are six holes on the outside of the object, each of which is of a different shape, as if it was designed to facilitate the insertion of certain objects. "That's your mission this time."
"That's it?"
"Yes, just this ball, if you get it, you'll complete the task."
"Don't we have it?"
"Yes, yes, but it's special."
"Understood. You're asking us to infiltrate this base and steal the ball back. β
"It would be nice if we could blow up this base along the way." The general added.
I smiled and nodded. "Since it's a mission, let's go for it."
My dad said to me, "I know you're busy in the game and you're fighting the enemy, but it's a little more important now. You go back online first and explain the matter, and you probably won't have a chance to go online again until tomorrow night. β
"Okay." I turned around and Rose went back to our bedroom, where we reappeared in-game with our game helmet on.
As soon as they saw me appear, everyone immediately gathered around. Because of my sudden departure, the attack was canceled. Without a proper command, there is a way to carry out a sneak attack. I turned around and found Shadow Spring. "Shadow Spring." I'm going to leave first, the command task of the harassment detachment is temporarily in charge of you, I have to leave for a day because of something, and if I can't come back tomorrow night, I'll be back the day after tomorrow.
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