060 Astrolabe Simulation (1)
"Hello player, your current identity is Xi Luo, the newly appointed general of the mottled star, and we have a total of 700,000 troops."
"Background: Ten years ago, a massive explosion occurred in the underground prison of Mottled Star, and a total of 2,500 prisoners took advantage of the chaos to escape. A few years later, all of these fugitives gathered together and used Junk as a base to form a reactionary force to confront the Mottled Star government, with the enemy now having 50,000 troops. ”
"Mission content: Win the war."
"Is player Xi Luo ready for the challenge?"
"Yes." Xi Luo's eyes stayed on the column of troops for a long time, as if he was thinking about something.
"The game has been successfully activated, I am the sweetheart of the intelligent voice assistant, and if the player encounters unsolvable difficulties in the game, he can summon me at any time."
"Universe's first cutest sweetheart friendly tip: as long as the game doesn't show the end, it proves that there is still a chance to turn the tables."
Xi Luo quietly observed every detail, it was not the first time she had entered the astrolabe simulation practice, and she naturally knew very well how difficult this game was.
At this time, the virtual space of the original universe suddenly flickered, and then the background of the galaxy was like a black poster torn apart, revealing the white and shiny metal walls, and the narrow and closed space brought a strong sense of oppression.
"Fuck it, I really don't need to work when Lao Tzu is so disgusted, I still need to have a meeting to kill tens of thousands of small miscellaneous pieces, I want to replace Lao Tzu as a general, and I rushed over with a mecha cannon, and the government is also crazy, and I actually let a grinding woman be a general!"
Xi Luo stopped looking, and gradually realized that he was currently at the end of a corridor in a narrow place, and the voice he had just spoken came from the room in front of him.
"If you don't say a word, no matter what she says, she is a general."
"Still the general?" The male voice that had just been full of rough words continued to let out a sharp questioning voice, "A general in his twenties? Lao Tzu can drown her with just saliva, I think she must have been able to climb to the battlefield to kill the enemy from the time she was breastfeeding! ”
Listening to this conversation, Xi Luo's hand paused on the doorknob for a moment, and the test came really fast.
In fact, people who play a lot of astrolabe games generally do not choose to be a general at the beginning, but start from a small soldier to sharpen their qualifications, and in the end, they can also sit in the position of a general, and they can gain a group of loyal subordinates.
A general like Xi Luo, who starts the game, often has a low prestige in the army, and if he doesn't make achievements in a short period of time, the NPC has the power to push the player down from the position of general.
Even after analyzing the pros and cons a long time ago, Xi Luo still didn't choose the mode from easy to difficult, Xiaobing can sharpen her qualifications, but she can't change the essence of her person, in a certain sense, it doesn't make much sense at all. What's more, when you're just a creep, you can't change your superiors' mind, even if you're clear that a certain order is wrong.
The door of the conference room was pushed open, and Xi Luo stood calmly at the door, without a smile on her face, and the general's unique mark on her shoulder showed her identity: "Everyone is here?" ”
The man who was still talking vigorously just now was standing in front of the table with an indignant face, and when he saw Xi Luo's arrival, he did not shy away from snorting coldly and sat down with his legs crossed.
"Report to the general, everyone is here."
"Okay, get ready for a meeting." Xi Luo didn't care about everyone's expressions, and walked straight to the middle-aged man with an unhappy face, "What's your name." ”
The man did not hide the contempt in his eyes at all, and raised his head proudly: "Jos." ”
"Get out of the way, you're taking my place." Xi Luo sneered, her temper was not good at all.
Jos was stunned for a moment, turned his head and looked at the empty main seat, even if he was resentful, he would not blatantly grab the general's seat, could it be that this airborne woman didn't even know where the general should sit?
Joss seemed to laugh at his own thoughts, and impatiently reached out and pointed, "That's where you are." ”
"You know it's my place!" Xi Luo stood still, and the sense of oppression coming out of his gray eyes became heavier, "Why don't you sit there and take a mirror to look at your appearance, did you learn your military salute and military posture in vain?" ”
"I ......"
Jos's words were not spoken at all, and he was blocked back by the second half of Xi Luo's sentence: "The destiny of a soldier is to obey, subordinates obey superiors, you are a soldier and I am a general, I told you to give up your seat, you should immediately stand up and salute, and report respectfully yes." ”
"......"
"Stand up, report yes!" Xi Luo's voice directly overpowered the man, and Jos, who was so imposing, couldn't speak, the atmosphere in the entire conference room was once low to freezing, and no one seemed to expect Xi Luo to be crazy temporarily, and he didn't even persuade him.
Jos moved his mouth, stood up unwillingly, and gave a standard military salute: "Yes." ”
Xi Luo didn't ask Jos to sit down again, but returned to his place, and the other people sitting seemed to realize that Xi Luo was not a master to be messed with, and they all picked up the momentum of the original military posture, and their waists were straight.
"Start reporting."
The girl in the dark blue military uniform strode to the dropper, tapped her watch, and a few pictures appeared in front of everyone, the girl seemed to have been preparing for a long time, and the logic of reporting the situation was very good.
“...... That's all for the current situation, that group of fugitives has recently paid attention to the G183 planet five light years away from the garbage star, and the result of our discussion is to send 100,000 troops to face it head-on, and it is best to give them a little warning, but these are secondary, we must first defend the integrity of the national leadership planet. ”
"Introducing the specifics of the G183 planet."
As soon as Xi Luo's words came out, many people's expressions appeared strange, as if they were laughing at her for being inexperienced, what can this kind of planet with only numbers be able to report.
"yes, okay." The girl in the blue military uniform was also a little surprised by Xi Luo's words, but her good cultivation still made her not ask her doubts.
"Planet G183 is a small planet discovered and named 200 years ago, only a quarter of the size of a mottled star, and is not suitable for long-term human habitation. But at the base of this planet there is a special mineral called X12 that is relatively rare, and this mineral is an essential ingredient for some strong offensive weapons, and the rest is nothing. ”
"How long have you been discussing the battle plan?" Xi Luo looked at the girl who reported.
"Half an hour ......"
"Oh, I thought half an hour was enough for you guys to come up with a normal tactic, it seems that I overestimated you." Xi Luo didn't care what the other people in the conference room thought, anyway, they didn't like him, and he didn't like it any more. If you are too weak at this time, you will definitely be looked down upon.
As for the good impression thing, feed it to the dogs.
"The enemy has a total of 50,000 troops, even if they want to capture a new planet, it is impossible for them to dispatch all the soldiers, and if they are killed, they will scatter 10,000 troops to fight, if their high-level leaders have a little brain, in fact, a few hundred people are enough. When the time comes, as soon as our 100,000 soldiers arrive, the other party will not be happy to see it, look up is a person, bow down or a person, wave the grenade over, and a large number of people will die, and when they go back, they can proudly threaten that their soldiers are one against one hundred. ”