Desnier Military Port, in a small hall behind the headquarters building.

Soldiers from the elite assault units of the Marine Corps, as well as the reconnaissance, special service, and sharp knife companies of various divisions, gathered together and sat neatly and solemnly in the audience.

"Knock, knock, knock." The boots stomped on the floor like a muffled drum beaten by a mallet.

Adelaide walked to the front desk, straightened up her slightly sloppy waist, and gestured to a female officer next to her.

With a soft click, the projection equipment turned on, and a 3D holographic stereoscopic topographic map appeared between Adelaide and the sergeants.

"The grave situation facing the rebels at the moment has already been told to you by Colonel Flavi, so I won't go into details." He stepped down from the stands, pointed to the northwest region of the Odin Continent, and was marked with a highlighted pattern of the "Brave Barrier" and said: "After the research of the headquarters, if you want to break this dilemma, the only way to break this dilemma is to organize a special service detachment to infiltrate the military industrial base in the 'Brave Barrier' to carry out the task of blasting behind enemy lines. At the same time, I will order the comrades hidden in the shadows in the surrounding areas to launch an uprising, drag the 606th Division, which was left behind by the Third Army, and advance eastward towards the Miluo Plateau. In this way, the enemy's front-line troops will inevitably be divided to rescue them, and the crisis on the eastern front will be solved. ”

After speaking, Adelaide swept the silent generals below, and said in an unusually solemn tone: "It can be said unceremoniously that everyone here is the elite of the army, and they are the sharp knives of my First Fleet in the North Sea. In the same way, this operation was also a battle of the last water that had a bearing on the life and death of our army. can relieve the pressure of the Eastern Front; Defeated, our army's war layout on the Odin continent will be completely defeated. ”

"The number of personnel on this mission is tentatively 200, and the specific details of the operation will be announced before the operation. Now, I'm here. I want to say, soldiers, the time has come to test your courage and faith! If you have volunteered for this mission, please stand by my side. ”

Although Adelaide did not reveal too many details of the operation, anyone knows it in their hearts and goes deep behind enemy lines. Destroying a base of a military-industrial complex full of fortifications and defense aircraft would be a lifeless operation.

The calm lasted only a few seconds before it was replaced by a commotion, mixed with swearing and self-deprecation.

"If I knew this, Lao Tzu would not have joined the rebel army, and it would be good to go home and farm comfortably." A guy with a straight spine and a military hat on his head said with a depressed face, but his pace was faster than anyone else. The dazzling kung fu has come to the forefront, standing beside Adelaide.

"Blake, you still owe Lao Tzu 200MYD, it's been half a year, when I come back, you must pay me back." This is an Asian man who has some calculations.

"Damn, if you die, don't I have to pay it back?" The black man named Blake smiled. He stood up and patted the creditor who was a head shorter than him: "Of course, if I die." You don't have to pay it back, hahahaha......"

From time to time, the words of ridicule sounded in the crowd, but more than that, they left their seats silently, walking towards Adelaide with firm steps, and there was a commotion in a few corners. It was soldiers belonging to different units who were rushing for the road, and even did not hesitate to fight, and all they did was the 200 places to die.

No one flinched, no one hesitated. Perhaps they will curse the injustice of the world. Why do the aristocratic lords lie on comfortable and soft beds, hugging those young and beautiful girls who are twenty or thirty years younger than them to sleep, while they have to hold guns and go to talk about love with artillery fire, gunsmoke, and even death.

Maybe they'll think of their mother's potato soup, their father's drunken burps, their girlfriend's breakup texts, or even the amorous "Milky Way Enchantress" on the walls of their dorm room, eh...... There is also PLAYBOY who has been turned over by countless people under the bedside bedding.

However, when the time of Call of Duty comes, they will pick up the guns that they hate from the bottom of their hearts without hesitation, because only after experiencing oppression can they understand the value of hope, even if the road to the ideal country is a rugged path paved with blood, they will not look back, let alone stop.

After a few breaths, there were already more than 600 people standing around Adelaide, but off the field, it was empty, only Tang Fang, who was holding a cup of coffee in the back row, sipping unhurriedly, Aros with a cigar in his mouth, and Hausen who was sleepy.

"You ...... As I said, there are only 200 people. Adelaide was flushed with excitement.

"General, let's go, my assault company just won the shooting competition a few years ago, and every one of my brothers is a sharpshooter." Captain Billy, the leader of the commando team, said.

"Pull it down, sharpshooter what's the point. General, my people are all decathlonal, cooperate tacitly, and perform this kind of task, the best at it. "It was the commander of the special reconnaissance company who spoke, a guy with a hoarse voice.

"Use Me ......"

"...... with our special forces"

Several soldiers belonging to different units are fighting cocks, as if you look at me, I look at you, and there is a tendency to disagree with each other and draw their fists.

Adelaide knew before he came to power that these guys would never be cowardly, let alone deserters, but they never expected things to come to this point anyway.

Is it the courage in their breasts that is at work? Or is it competitive psychology? No...... Neither, because they are all men with boiling blood flowing in their bodies, compared to dying in government cells, dying on the execution ground, dying on hospital beds, and the battlefield where blood and fire are intertwined, is their best destination.

Adelaide was a little overwhelmed, and the staff officers standing on either side of the hall were also at a loss.

"Don't fight." At this time, a voice came from Lai Yangyang, Tang Fang casually threw the coffee cup into Claire's hand, stood up and stretched his waist for a long time, and there was a "crackling" sound from his neck.

"Whatever weapon you use, as long as you can outmaneuver them, Brigadier Admiral Adelaide will promise you this mission." He casually pointed to the marauders in the corner of the hall, beckoned to Aros, then kicked Hausen awake and turned towards the back door.

When passing by Claire's side, she paused slightly as if she suddenly thought of something: "Put too much sugar, remember to put less next time, sweets are a woman's hobby......"

"Huh?" Claire raised her head, her beautiful face flashed gloomily, as a captain officer, a stunning beauty who turned everyone upside down, a noble and cold commander in the hearts of his soldiers, committed to pouring him coffee, he actually pointed fingers, he thought that he put too much sugar, it was unbearable!

Just when Claire was about to go berserk, Tang Fang suddenly stretched out his hand and picked out a line of gray from her waterlike blonde hair: "War is a man's arena, not your women's artistic ......"

He just left, leaving behind Claire with a complicated expression, and Adelaide on the stage, who was stunned, and a group of soldiers stationed in Hong Kong. (To be continued......)