In this way, Prince Philip is indeed old and strong, and only sends a small team like Ken out to investigate, not a large army to evacuate.

Looking at some of the doorways from the situation map, given that the time is not ripe, it may be too early for some ideas to be exported now.

"Your Highness, how many troops do you have left?" Mark asked Philip again.

"To be honest, there are really not many people who can pull it out to fight. Including the old, weak, sick and disabled, it is estimated that there are about 80,000 people. "Prince Philip rarely told the truth.

Mark nodded and continued to ask, "What about the grain and grass?" How long will it last? ”

"I'm afraid not. To say that it is three days is actually an exaggeration. By tonight, everyone will be hungry. ”

Prince Philip's predicament was unexpected.

The situation is difficult, but I am afraid that it is really difficult to support, if you can't raid, then you can only wait for death.

Mark rubbed his chin and realized that he was also unshaven.

"I want to go outside and see how they lay out."

After all, there is still some moisture on the paper.

It's not that it's unrealistic, it's that the battlefield is full of variables and can't be updated in real time like a real combat simulator.

"It's easy to do! Ken! Prince Philip stood like a pagoda, calling out to Ken in a thick voice.

Presumably, Ken waited outside for a long time, and within a few seconds, he pushed the door open.

Ken knelt down on one knee, leaned over and asked, "Your Highness, what do you command?" ”

Prince Philip was as majestic as ever, and said aloud: "Major Mark has asked to inspect the position, and you should go with him." ”

"Yes, Your Highness." Kenn was resigned, his eyes constantly swept towards him.

In addition to the reverence when we first met, I was also a little surprised.

Prince Philip waved his hand and motioned for the two to stand down.

Suddenly he felt that this old man was not at all as power-seeking as Lancer, and he was concerned about the safety of Kansas and the safety of his own soldiers.

The vicissitudes of life are indeed admirable, and the word bow is not too much on him.

There were already many people waiting in the hall, and when they saw Mark coming, they surrounded him.

Wang Qiang was the first to speak: "How is it?" ”

Then there was Tucker's eager gaze and the anticipation of everyone.

Mark shook his head, helpless.

In the midst of everyone's disappointment, he followed Ken to the reconnaissance position.

Ken leads Mark through the underground passages, cascading up and down.

In the passage, many soldiers stood by and observed some lookout holes.

Looking through the lookout hole, the green hills in the distance, the sky is slightly dark, and under the canyon, the clouds and mist are shrouded, if it is not in the war, it is definitely a tourist attraction.

It's a pity that under the barracks made of this mountain, there are countless mechanical warriors hidden.

Normally they are dormant, dead and silent.

Once a war is waged, it is like a demon climbing out of hell, bloody and cruel.

Looking out at the flat ground ahead, I noticed that countless advanced vehicles formed a defensive wall, and the cold cannon muzzles were all pointed here.

Once engaged, the ammunition equivalent spewed out was enough to flatten the entire mountain by several feet, and the barracks became a veritable "graveyard of death."

I don't know why the Mech Legion didn't take a strong attack, but instead adopted the method of siege? Mark was puzzled.

Several lizard soldiers shouted slogans in their mouths, walking in unison but also tired, as they walked through the passage against some tanks.

Confused, Mark asked Ken, "What are these?" ”

Ken smiled slightly, his expression showed an unbelievable pride, and pointed to the slippery mountain and said mysteriously: "These are 'Ace', developed by Kansas Institute of Higher Education. It is made from a mixture of zinc powder, white phosphorus and liquid fuel. Although there are not many of them, once they are poured out, whether they are metal or not, they will all be reduced to damn ashes. ”

Looking in the direction he pointed, sure enough, many trees on the slope of the mountain had been reduced to ashes.

Seeing Mark's doubts, Ken explained, "Of course, it's not just about dumping. We also have weapons, you come with me. ”

Follow Ken to see some catapult devices stacked in some corners.

Although the device is ancient, if used properly, it is equivalent to a certain artillery, but the range is short and the power is small.

Leaning down to take a closer look at the catapults, he realized that they could catapult ball-sized rocks, and he had a plan.

He suggested to Ken, "Captain Ken, you can arrange for some giant rats for me after the round. ”

Hearing Mark's request, Ken's eyes lit up and he hurriedly asked, "The giant rat is not a problem. I wonder what the major assigned? ”

"You'll find out later." Mark snorted.

"Also, can you help me catch a mechanical soldier?"

"What? What do you want a mechanical soldier to do? It's too dangerous. Ken jumped, unheard of.

"Arresting them is tantamount to bringing in spies, and then all the deployment of our defense forces will be leaked, which is absolutely impossible."

Mark smiled mysteriously at him, stopped looking at him, and said, "I want to fish." ”

"Fishing?" Ken scratched his neck, his face full of confusion, "What fish?" How can you bother to fish at this time? Major, you're really kidding. ”

"I'm serious." Seeing that Kenn was thinking hard, thinking about a head with three big.

Mark said lightly: "Let's not talk about how to catch fish, please be sure to catch one." It's best if it hasn't burst or severed the stump, as long as it's still functioning. ”

Hearing what Mark said, Kenn reluctantly asked, "Okay. I'll try. ”

"Well, I'm tired. I'll go back to the team and explain. After you send the giant rat to the hall, I'll go. ”

"No problem." Ken's execution is undeniable, and Mark is confident that he can help him get a mechanical warrior.

Back in the hall, Jack and Nero were lying on their backs, presumably unable to move due to hunger.

Tucker and Wang Qiang were discussing, and when they saw Mark turn around, they got up to greet each other.

"Coming back? What is the situation? Wang Qiang didn't follow, so he asked.

"Alas! Unsurprisingly, there is no room for optimism. Mark frowned.

Laurena and Caroline were not in the hall, but Clark greeted her, followed by Winston.

"Major, the brothers haven't eaten for two days, and they don't have the strength to do so." Winston is honest and honest, and he tells the truth.

Clark interjected, "yes! Major. I'm hungry, let alone those two. If they go mad with hunger, they will eat people. ”

After speaking, he pointed to Jack, who was limp on the ground.

"If you want to eat, eat you first! ~" Lisa's sharp voice is very easy to recognize: "Although you don't have much meat, the thin skin and tender meat, steamed or something has the freshest taste." ”

After saying that, he scratched something in the air out of thin air, as if grabbing Clark's body, and ripped off an arm like tearing a roast duck's leg, put it in his mouth and chewed it.

Lisa pouted and praised again and again: "It's delicious!" Delicious! Clark's meat is so delicious......"