Hu Minyi, a Pacific Rim Alliance capable person, was born in the Lion City in IC32, and was promoted to the second order in IC55, codenamed Gu Poison, and his ability is fine remote control. Hu Minyi was born in the Lion City for a hundred years, and she is a veritable wealthy lady. His ancestor Hu Tianqi was a member of the Global Human Parliament, and his father, Hu Yude, was an independent leader of the Pacific Rim Alliance, and after his father died in an assassination, his brother Hu Er was elected as the second president of the alliance with public expectations. In terms of ability, Hu Minyi does not have outstanding talent and achievements, but in the Pacific Rim League, she has a reputation that is not inferior to that of her brother. With her nobility and beauty, she has a large number of supporters in the military and among the people, and these people have provided great help to the separatist forces that followed. In IC64, Maori was invited to intervene in the Bad Pacific Civil War, and at the Battle of Vientiane, Hu Minyi was defeated and captured, and later died of assassination while in captivity at the age of 32.

- Deciphering the New Human Archives. Gu Poison Hu Minyi" IC72 years, Tes. Ting Oren

IC64, August, 31, Shanlıurfa.

A huge army marched silently in the sea of sand. Tens of thousands of soldiers, 400 desert tanks, 600 desert assault vehicles, 140 rocket artillery combat vehicles, and 500 desert supply vehicles lined up for miles, and the smoke and dust in the march were like sandstorms, sweeping northward.

In order to hide their whereabouts, they abandoned the magnetic rail train, and did not come close to any of the supply green islands along the way, which was large enough to supply tens of thousands of troops. The 15-day stretch spans 1,100 kilometers of desert and appears ghostly less than 30 kilometers from the border with Şanlıurfa.

For such a highly mechanized force, this distance is enough to launch a surprise attack. It didn't take them an hour to blast through the magnetic shield of Shanlle Urfa and rush into the city.

The army stopped. They will line up in assault formation at this distance, the infantry will board the vehicles, and the vehicles will also be made final repairs and supplies.

This is the last calm before the storm.

In one of the modified supply vehicles in the middle of the queue, Vladino opened the sunroof and stood on the roof of the vehicle to look out at the huge convoy, silent.

Shortly after, Anapohm jumped out and stood side by side with Fladino, pulling out a can and throwing it at him.

"I know that you don't drink beer, it's tea, and although the canned taste is worse, it's not so bad that you can't drink it."

This fat man is the most domineering and exposed high-level ability Vladino has ever seen, and his every move seems to be intolerant of disobedience.

"Thank you, Chair."

"You should call me by name. We are allies of the Entente, and you are the plenipotentiary of Greenwich, and all the reinforcements you have given me. The two of us are equal. Anabom sat down, and the car visibly shook, and Fladino could almost hear the moaning of the axles.

"Horizontal and vertical is just a title, isn't it?" Vladino smiled and opened the can, the tea was not bad, unexpectedly soft.

Anabom was stunned for a moment, then burst out laughing.

"You've been looking at it for a long time, and the military appearance can still be seen?"

What the other party wants is obviously not a compliment, Vladino has been with the African Union president for several months, and he has long been familiar with his personality, which is why Vladino is not easy to evaluate casually.

"To be honest, I can't comment on it. Greenwich doesn't have a regular army, the local armed police are recruited to be responsible for policing and cleaning out exotic beasts, and the Queen's Guard has a regular force of more than 1,000 people, but you don't want to compare your tiger to a guard of honor. After much thought, Vladino decided to tell the truth.

This answer was completed to Anabohm's surprise, the whole human race is most like an independent state, and it has not even formed a complete conventional force?

"With Greenwich's awakening rate, we have always believed that it is irresponsible to send young people under the age of 25 to join the military." The empathetic Vladino was quick to explain.

"It's different, it's different." Anabohm was amazed, "Then I wonder, you have no interest in my army, why do you always pay attention to them?" Don't tell me on a whim, you're always watching. ”

"Actually, I'm not observing your army, I just can't figure it out......," Vladino said with a wry smile.

"Don't understand?" Anabom frowned, he couldn't figure it out.

"You see, Shanlle Urfa is just a small green island under the Union of the Mediterranean, sparsely populated, with almost no garrisons, not to mention that the closest green island to Cairo is Isparta, and the magnetic rail train is coming in the morning, you did not concentrate your forces to storm Isparta, but took great pains to choose Shanlle Urfa......"

"I see." Anabohm laughed and interrupted Vladino, who would have almost decided it would have been an insult if the fat man's laughter hadn't been pure enough.

"Please explain."

"There's nothing to be puzzled about. Let me guess, we all know that the Mediterranean guys have a heavy army in Ispata, and all the high-level forces are there. We also know that there are no conditions for a march in the Mediterranean. Then, according to your thoughts, it is probably to concentrate all your strength on rushing into the magnetic rail station, seize the beach, win the decisive victory, and then send infantry to receive the surrendered troops and occupy Green Island. ”

Vladino nodded unabashedly.

"Big family!" Anabom looked up to the sky and sighed, "First of all, the African Union does not have special trains, so why break through the magnetic tracks blocked by the fortifications? ”

Vladino's expression was a little unnatural.

"Even if someone lets us in." The fat chairman waved his hand, with an expression that didn't care about you, "The carrying capacity of ordinary trains is there, do you think it's better for me to transport 5,000 shirtless sergeants, or to pull a dozen tanks?" ”

Vladino probably knows what kind of blind spot he has fallen into.

"Don't tell me about high-level armed raids, a train can't even transport more than 100 of my sand scorpions, minus my role, can you guarantee to win a high-end battle under the aim of tens of thousands of guns?"

Vladino shook his head with a wry smile.

"Brother, in the hearts of small alliances like ours, the efficiency of war is never the primary consideration, not even the secondary. You look at Shanlle Urfa, she is only a small green island of only 300 square kilometers, but it has a large station with 8 separate tracks, in addition to the international track, she is also connected to the complicated Union of the Union of the Mediterranean Union, take her, I can use the requisitioned civilian train to send troops to all corners of the Union of the Mediterranean in one day, this is her value. ”

After some talking, Vladino had to admit that the weak forces have a much more refined interpretation of strategy than the strong ones such as Greenwich and Maori, and the unassuming Anaheim used the Shanlleur method to teach him a vivid strategy lesson, the Union of the Mediterranean and the African Union, this outpost between the two weak forces, may be much more exciting than imagined.

"I'll see, Mr. President, you're a great strategist." For the first time, Vladino admired this warlord from the bottom of his heart.

"Don't be blindly optimistic, man." Anaheim looked to the east, and the magnetic shield of Shanljurfa should be in that direction, behind a sand dune, "Caesar and I are old rivals, I can think of it, he can think of it, but it's just a mutual deception, just to see who can fool whom in the end." Opening the skylight, Anaheim made a gesture of please: "We're almost done, let's go and see how much of a greeting gift Joniel Caesar has left for his old friend." ”

Ten minutes later, the African Union military formation was solemn, everyone lined up in a phalanx, and stood solemnly, until Anaheim's huge body appeared in front of everyone's eyes, he stepped on a huge sand scorpion, with Vladino next to him, and more sand scorpions behind him, a hundred.

"Children of the Golden Continent, I am your chairman, Anaheim."

"Arnal! Arnal! ”

"Our ally, the great Greenwich, destroyed the capital of the Ark just 20 days ago, and the Tower of Babel, which claims to be the closest to God, has been uprooted by the Lord!"

"Greenwich! Banzai! African Union! Banzai! ”

"That's right! We're just as great as Greenwich, so now it's our turn! The green island in front, Shanlle Urfa, attack her! Destroy her! The station is mine, and the rest, it's yours! ”

"Hooray! Banzai! Ha! ”

"Offense...... Begin! ”

Thousands of chariots roared in unison, as if a huge thunder was surging towards the east. The fighters boarded the car one after another, this is the standing army of the African Union, which has experienced nearly 100 wars, large and small, and in fact the regional wars of the African Union and the Mediterranean Union have never stopped for nearly a decade, even when the African Union is in civil war.

This time, though, everyone was confident that it would be the last war between the two alliances, as an outpost for a much larger war.

Raging waves, sandstorms, and more than a thousand battles lined up in huge three arrows, led by an indomitable tank formation.

"It's all there! Aim ahead and clear obstacles! Exploding bullets fired three times in a row! Put! ”

Boom Boom Boom! The cannonballs pierced the soft sand dunes and exploded inside, setting off a monstrous wave of sand that collapsed on the huge sand like a huge wave crashing against the shore, revealing the massive magnetic shield behind it, and the entire array of Mediterranean Alliance legions.

A white man with short blond hair and a shirtless body sat at the front of the camp, and at his feet was a two-headed cheetah with a body length of nearly 10 meters.

Yonier. Caesar, Marshal of the Alliance of the Mediterranean, Enemy of Anapom I, Third-Order Ability, Beastmaster Caesar.

"How is that possible! They are prepared! Vladino shouted.

"Nothing is impossible, he knows me as well as I know him." Anapom laughed, urging the scorpion swarm to accelerate suddenly, and suddenly burst to the front of the line, and the tank column spread out to the left and right wings.

"The target distance is 12000, the armor-piercing bullet is loaded, according to the demarcation of the elements, free fire!"

The artillery of the Union for the Mediterranean roared and exploded in the African Union camp, and it is not known whether intentionally or unintentionally, not a single shell approached the scorpion swarm.

"It's still those old friends who haven't grown up! Children, let's send those Mediterranean people to hell! ”

In the roar of Anaheim, the African Union changed formation, the convoy dispersed, and kept returning fire in motion, the armored personnel carrier spread along the flanks and swept back to the side, while he, with the scorpion swarm, rushed into the enemy position with an indomitable momentum.

The fortifications of the Union for the Mediterranean are complete, the two wings are held, and the center is empty.

Vladino sees Yonier. Caesar and his herd of behemoths also pressed up, and the two non-crowds got closer and closer, colliding violently.

The Second War of the Remnants, at this moment, outside this small, remote green island, began.