“…… At the press conference just now, Edward Wattsworth, commander-in-chief of the Allied Space Force, showed the media photos of the Milan area after the satellite attack, and noted that the main targets were only the military targets of the ACA, as well as some units that were maneuvering......

"Wait a minute, there's an urgent news here, we just received the news that there has just been bloody clashes at the demonstrations in the Washington area, gunshots have been confirmed to have been heard at the scene, armed police are dispersing the demonstrators, and it is reported that the clashes are mainly between the environmental group Green Future, which opposes the use of satellite weapons, and the left-wing radical group The Alliance for Human Order, which believes that the Alliance's attacks are too weak, and the two groups of demonstrators have had several bloody clashes in the past few years......"

- Allied national television, Icarus Live

***

Fifteen minutes after the ion cannon attack, the rocket base was seventy-five meters underground by the dark river.

"Click-"

Logan Craig wiped a handful of water from his face, then flicked out his phone, which emitted a soft glow like a torch that illuminated the underground river.

Logan looked around, made sure there was no problem, turned around, sighed, and slowly pulled Linya, who was lying on the shore coughing, to the shore - fifteen minutes ago, he killed and didn't believe that an incomparably strong TF would be drowned, but the flaxen short-haired knight girl in front of him mercilessly slapped him with the facts - if he hadn't found out that something was wrong, dived down and pulled the 22-year-old former military attache out of the water, she would have become the first TF in history to be drowned.

"Hey, it's okay."

Logan hesitated, but finally did not say anything to taunt, he took off his coat and tie, rolled up the sleeves of his shirt, and carefully let Linya lean against the dark wall.

"No-cough-cough--" Linya coughed violently, but as long as she left the water, there was no reason to be choked, and the current cough was also actively emptying the water in her lungs, but Linya still stretched out her hand with difficulty and pointed to the box that was placed aside, "The box-cough-cough-"

"If you want to ask if there's something wrong with the box, I can give you a good answer." Things are more important than human lives, it's really the style of the Knights...... Logan rubbed his forehead helplessly, looked at the white box with the "Wild Rose", and silently scolded the knights in his heart, "If you want to say that you couldn't swim up because you carried the box, then don't worry, I didn't ask." ”

Although he said so, Logan knew that the reason for Linya's drowning was definitely not this box of more than forty kilograms - a trained amphibious commando could swim ashore with heavier things on his back, not to mention a TF, are you funny beauty?

"Ahem—isn't it a little cold?"

Linya looked up and took a few deep breaths, and Logan felt her desperate attempt to calm her tone.

Logan frowned, walked over to Linya and sat down, grabbing her trembling wrist - the temperature was normal, obviously, even the temperature of the river in winter would definitely not make a TF suffer from hypothermia.

But now Lynya is like a child who feels the cold - despite her efforts not to curl up her body, and she coughs to hide her nervousness, Logan still notices her abnormal movements through the glimmer of her phone.

Mental illness?

Rogan raised his head, indeed, from falling into that trap full of explosives dozens of minutes ago, to the current underground river, the two of them have been in this dark and claustrophobic environment for a while.

Besides, it's not too surprising that TF has mental illness, no matter how much a person looks like a weapon, he must be a person first, otherwise wouldn't it be better to let someone do it?

"Is it cold? It's a pity that there is only a wet coat. Logan smiled lightly, subconsciously backhanded, and the young man with Linya's fingers interlocked simply sat next to the girl, leaning his soaked back against the cold rock, "Do you want me to hold you?" ”

"Die to you," Linya replied in a succinct and consistent style, but it seemed that it was indeed because Logan was holding her hand that made the girl look less flustered, and she reached out and turned on a screen, "Jeunse, they're still alive, but ...... Updated seven minutes ago? ”

"This thing must be broken." Logan smiled, although Linya couldn't see it, but he knew that such a relaxed conversation would help the other person relax, "The real-time update device refreshes every 7 minutes, are they swimming in Jupiter?" ”

"Who knows?" Linya shrugged, but accepted the reason, and gently hooked the corners of her mouth, "Hey, dude, did anyone tell you that it's actually rude to hold a girl's hand like this?" ”

"I don't usually take girls' hands," Logan smiled calmly, "and I'll just put my arms around their waists and unbutton their shirts." ”

"Then I really thank you for being 'reserved,' Mr. Craig," Linya finally laughed softly, "I hope you're not afraid of being cut in two." ”

"Thorny roses have an attractive aroma." Rogan gave the answer succinctly and confidently.

No one spoke anymore, and the two of them sat in the dark, but Linya's breathing was getting calmer and calmer.

It's just that Logan's mind has been completely focused on, or completely absent from the girl.

***

"I've read the report, I'll deal with the Eye of Unity, and what you have to think about now is how to deal with the thousands of wounded soldiers and the Alliance's next attack!"

Italy, Turin, in the Central Command of the ACA North Mediterranean Theater (that is, the Southern Alpine Theater of the Alliance), the 44-year-old Eye of Unity Second Class General, Brian Bradley, frowned, looked at the old man next to the map table, as the head of the Eye of Unity Mediterranean Branch, he had already greeted all the maternal relatives of his superiors, Schelle Kolona and the parachuted South African Division Chief Helis Ivanova, although Marshall had already ordered him that this was a black operation, Let him not interfere too much and just cooperate, but now it is he who bears the anger of the army generals, if he had known this result, he would definitely bargain with Marshall.

The satellite attack was over, and in fact the ACA's losses were not heavy, except for the decoy rocket base, there was no direct attack on any military base, and the ion artillery did not attack Milan, but attacked a large number of Milanese city defenses blocking the road to support Novara - because Andorra spread the news of the imminent attack on Milan before the departure, and the casualties included a large number of Milanese citizens, most of whom were high-ranking officials and nobles related to the ACA, This also determines that the ACA will not let the survivors lie down in the winter field and die

"We've done what we can!" Next to the map table, a lieutenant general of the army who was about his age, Lorenzo Gallo, chief of the General Staff of the Northern Mediterranean theater, slapped the table heavily, "But most of the medical units are under the jurisdiction of the Milan City Defense Army, and now these medical and gendarmerie units are lying dead in the wilderness due to burns and shock waves, where are we going to take care of the wounded and maintain order!" ”

"Milan has always been built as a large rear, and now you have not only allowed Milan to be attacked, but the initiators of this qiē chaos and massive casualties are the people of your united eye! Andorra Jericho's chaos has caused a large number of undeserved casualties, and you still have the face to come to us who are fighting on the front lines to support?! ”

Another lieutenant general next to Lieutenant General Gallo shouted, and he blew his beard and glared at Bradley, who was more than twenty years younger than him—the senior officers of the Eyes of Unity were generally not very old, and the official count of Helis was only 12 years old—like a teacher looking at a kid who didn't finish his homework on a steady basis. And the dizzy Second Admiral Bradley who had already been scolded couldn't even remember his name, only remembered that he was the commander of the 188th Division of the ACA Army stationed in Turin, although the 188th Division was an integrated division, but it was mainly responsible for coordinating the entry and exit of supplies in all aspects in Turin, and if he wanted to transfer medical and gendarmerie units from the front line, as the logistics chief, he also had a lot to say, obviously at the age of 67, he was still working in a second-line infantry division, and he didn't plan to be promoted anymore, so it was better to jump out now and be a gun in front of his colleagues in the war zone, at least it can make a good impression on colleagues.

"I know." Second Admiral Bradley is already going crazy, "But God is above, after all, it is not Milan that is directly attacked......"

"You guys from the Evolution God Cult, don't open your mouth and shut your mouth, God is not God, even God can't come up with a way now!" Lieutenant General Gallo saw his subordinates working so hard, and he was obviously out of his mind, "In short, there are no people!" ”

"You-"

"Alright, don't make any noise."

A silver-haired, 64-year-old army general Fabio Romano raised his hand and pushed the monocle, he was a member of the original Italian Army, his father was the last army commander of Italy, after the surrender of Italy, Admiral Romano served as the commander of the 17th Digital Assault Division of the Army deployed in Italy at the invitation of the ACA, and then climbed to this position in the war with the Alliance, he is a relatively simple soldier, only considering the military level.

He was silent for a moment, his fingers tapped on the electronic map, and a confidential document appeared on the map, and the map table automatically scanned the DNA of several people in the room, and automatically decrypted it after making sure that everyone had permission.

"There is not much we can do right now, but one thing is certain, we must launch an all-out attack on the entire front."

Romano's words were a bit out of place, but those around him pondered that there must be truth to the views of a respected old general.

"Lorenzo, the green plan we made before should be implemented in advance." Romano glanced at the Chief of Staff, then turned to Second Admiral Bradley and spoke, "We can't show weakness at this time, and because Turin is not attacked, in fact, we are fully capable of launching a counterattack in advance according to the alternatives, during this time, we have been in an offensive posture on the front, and we have accumulated the necessary supplies for the next large-scale attack, so we must increase our strength to suppress the alliance in order to prevent the collapse of the front." ”

"There is no problem with the green plan, although there may be some troops who have not completed the deployment and the breakthrough ability has decreased, but the local force advantage is there" Lorenzo Gallo nodded and gave an affirmative reply.

"That's it, we can reluctantly transfer a part of the second-line troops to help you maintain order," After a little thought again, General Romano turned his head to look at Bradley, "I can only provide a little bit of the medical unit, you should go and ask the Roman side, the guarantee I can give you is that the defense line will not be shaken by a meter." ”

“…… All right. Bradley pretended to be sad and nodded, but in fact he had received a direct order from Marshall, and the purpose of his trip was to ensure that the front line would not be shaken by this blow - he knew that there was not much loss on the Turin side, but if the old bones of this group of old bones had the intention of retreating because of the lack of supplies, it would be troublesome.

As for the low-level soldiers, a little propaganda about them will make them extremely hated the opponent on the other side, and they will be even more heroic.

"But...... Why don't you put on the defensive first, and then fight back when the alliance attacks. Although he seems a little ignorant, the Eye of Unity is really not responsible for large-scale frontal combat, so he also asked, "The Coalition's movement warfare should be much weaker than ours." ”

"You don't know him."

Admiral Romano shook his head as he looked at the red side of the alliance on the map table.

"Adrian won't attack."

***

"Sue Sù Geneva, set up defenses immediately, the ACA is likely to launch a large-scale attack, and then have Stirling come to see me."

Germany, Heidenberg, Global Strategic Defense Alliance Army Second Command, European Theater Command,

Admiral Adrian Einstein von Schiller hesitated for a moment as he looked at the report in his hand, and then gave the order, the 62-year-old army general came from a German aristocratic family - not the Junker aristocratic officer corps of World War II, the Schiller family was a new family that was revitalized during the energy crisis, and some other new nobles reformed a new aristocratic alliance under the wave of the Second Renaissance.

Adrian was one of the leaders of this generation, he served in the ACA during the invasion of Germany, and in the battle to recover the German-Austrian border town of Pitin, he once braved the rain of bullets to run and communicate between two companies of infantry divided by fire, and finally made the alliance reorganize the attack and retake the town.

This kind of bravery is simply innumerable in Adrian's military career.

But those are all old things, like Romano on the other side, Adrian also climbed step by step from the division commander to the position of commander-in-chief of the theater, and similarly, as an opponent who has been fighting for many years, Adrian understands Romano's strategy.

It's just that pure defense is not his style.

"General."

As he spoke, a young officer walked into the room, he was only about twenty years old, but he was already a brigadier general, and his armband was completely different from Adrian's, indicating that he did not belong to the army army, but belonged to the subordinate branches of the army like the army aviation.

He is the captain of the "Special Tactical Intervention Team" in the European theater, Sterling Rosen, in other words, the commander-in-chief of all TF commandos in the European theater.

"Sterling, how many troops do you have that you can mobilize?" Adrian asked straight to the point.

"Not too many, most of them are on accompanying missions." Sterling gave a military salute before opening the electronic board in his hand.

The so-called accompanying mission is assigned to the combat units on the front line to fight against the opponent's TF on the front line, and sometimes also to play the role of a battlefield firefighter.

"It is estimated that there are four detachments at most, ranging in number from three to six, in addition to a technical detachment."

"It's a little, but it's enough," Adrian touched his chin, "I've read your report, how likely do you think it is that our side will infiltrate Italy over the Alps." ”

"It's a little difficult, but it's not impossible," Sterling thought about it for a moment, "For example, Logan's method of infiltrating this time is worth trying, and if prepared, it is also feasible to let the TF retreat over the snowy mountain by themselves." ”

"In the past, the problem was that the losses were too large, and we used the method of climbing over the snow-capped mountains to infiltrate some behind enemy lines, and we also achieved some results, but the losses were very high, and we could not support such long-term losses." Sterling continued to explain, but also brought out the subtext - that kid Logan was lucky with shit, and he would be dead if he came again, and I wouldn't agree if you wanted to use this bit of money from me, old man, "The success of Logan and his team is too fortuitous to be used as a long-term reference." ”

"But now the whole Milan theater is in chaos, right." Adrian smiled, this smile seemed extremely sinister to Sterling, "The dispatch of the entire Milan area is in chaos, if we hurry up, we may be able to reap some benefits, rest assured, I will not let this infiltration operation normalize." ”

"And, if you promise to bring them all back safely, I will hand over the 133 Technical Test Unit directly under the War Department to you." Seeing that Sterling seemed to be a little hesitant, Adrian added weight.

“133…… Do you mean 'Howling Dragon'? Sterling was stunned for a moment, but immediately smiled bitterly, "You don't know that those uncles hate TF the most." ”

"It's okay, Lin Yifeng is a qualified soldier, and the TF never acts in a group anyway," Adrian continued to persuade like abduction, "How about it, do you have the confidence to take the supply center of Pavia by surprise?" ”

"I want the city defense TF team of Berlin and Paris...... "Sterling gritted his teeth, "and your TF guard, you can guarantee to take Pavia, but just paralyzing is not destroying, TF can't destroy such a large base." ”

"It's enough, if only I could take a little pressure off the front." Adrian accepted Sterling's bargain, who gave a military salute and turned to set it up, Sterling had some plans in his hand, which came in handy, but the ACA would not be paralyzed for long, and he had to hurry.

"Ha, Wofogen, your son is really good at stabbing Lou Zi."

Seeing Sterling walk out of the room, Adrian walked over to the bed, looked at the snow-covered base, and smiled wryly.

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It's a big chapter.,Because it's some over-the-top and background explanations that people may not be interested in.,So the two chapters were merged into one chapter and some content was deleted.,TF never irrigated.,So um,。

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