Wind and Cloud World.

Command post of the Mi Army.

Feige was staring at the newly drawn map with a frowning eye, while Nishizawa was accounting for the battle damage.

"Sir!" Nishizawa finally finished the calculations and confirmed again, "Our army has suffered heavy losses, and the casualty rate is as high as 47%, which is simply unimaginable in modern warfare. ”

"How can the casualties be so large?" Fitch was startled.

You must know that in modern warfare, the casualties of general front-line combat can reach up to 30 percent, and this is still after excluding the troops used for logistics support, ammunition supply, treatment of the wounded, communication intelligence, and so on, and only 60 percent of the soldiers who can really be put into the front-line combat attack echelon and assault echelon.

The forty percent casualty rate obviously scared Feige, who had been mentally prepared beforehand, but he couldn't exaggerate it!

Nishizawa pondered his words for a moment and said slowly: "The way people in this world fight is too different from our modern warfare, as far as their indiscriminate attacks are swept across at every turn, our soldiers have no power to fight back, and they don't even have time to dodge!"

Saying this, Fei Qi also remembered the 20-meter big knife and shuddered.

"Foster!" Feige suddenly asked, "Tell me, how many years have you been transferred to the military region?"

Nishizawa reflexively stood up, saluted, and replied loudly, "Report to the sir!"

"Then you can't bear to see our brothers die in vain on the front line like this?"

"Not what I wanted, sir!"

"And what do you suggest?"

Nishizawa: ......

Your sister, if you don't know what to do, you just say it, scare the labor and management, and think that you are going to let the labor and management take the blame for you.

Nishizawa immediately replied, "Chief Report, I suggest that someone more professional and experienced in handling the matter be sought to take the blame...... Ahem, take care of it!"

"Oh!" Feige asked curiously, "do you have any good suggestions?"

"My suggestion, sir, you've seen it too!" Nishizawa didn't say it thoroughly, because he was referring to the last time Hua Guo came, and it was Fei Qi who refused.

The chief refused, he invited, he couldn't do this kind of stupid thing to slap the leader in the face.

Although Nishizawa didn't finish speaking, Feige still understood what he meant, and couldn't make a decision after hesitating for a long time.

Last time, people took the initiative to cooperate, and they pushed it by themselves, if they took the initiative to invite this time, the benefits of the concession would definitely be more than last time.

Inviting means that the cake is scored, and not inviting means that you can only move forward at the moment.

"Forget it, let me think about it first!"

"Then does this battle report need to be reported?" Nishizawa had worked with him for many years, and he knew that he was an indecisive person, but he didn't make up his mind after thinking about it for a long time, so he had to ask another question.

"Wait a minute. Feige said still.

"Then how would you answer if the War Department asked?" Nishizawa didn't want to take the blame for him.

"Let's just say, the traffic signal is inconvenient!" Feige said a little angrily, "Do you still want me to teach this?

Nishizawa pursed his lips, noncommittal, and turned to retreat.

He sneered in his heart: "See how long you can last!"

Fei Qi, who finally persisted for three days, couldn't stand it anymore, and the country has been urging him to report the war situation, and he can't always use poor communication as an interface.

This is not a conquest of an alien planet. Well, it seems like it's an alien planet, but you can't stand the two places close. Three days, climb you and climb back.

There was no way, Fei Qi had no choice but to agree to Nishizawa's suggestion to rescue Huaguo, who had experience in dealing with it, and at the same time made concessions on certain conditions within the scope of his own rights.

......

"Don't do this, people will hurt ......"

Hearing this, the onlookers shuddered, not to mention the Wuya Zi who was the party concerned.

If this is said by a delicate and glamorous girl, Shao Weijie, as a man, may enjoy it.

But if it is said by a woman who looks like an eight- or nine-year-old girl with a ninety-six-year-old soul hidden inside, especially if she has seen her appearance in her nineties.

No one can stand it......

"Senior sister, I'm sorry, why don't you sit in?" Wu Yazi's heart slammed, and he didn't dare to react too much on his face. I had to keep smiling, but my eyes glared fiercely at the culprit Shao Weijie.

Shao Weijie knew that he was wrong, his eyes wandered left and right, and he didn't dare to look directly, he didn't expect that this Wu Xingyun could have such a big reaction when he saw Wu Yazi.

It seems that Li Qiushui doesn't dare to look for it anymore.

One of them is like this, and two of them are estimated to be able to dismantle the car!

Picking up Qiao Feng, who was drunk on the side, and getting into the car, Shao Weijie sighed.

I told you, this flying spear is a high-concentration liquor, more than 50 degrees, how can it be stuffy. You see, this has brought you to Vulture Mountain and you haven't woken up, and if you don't wake up, we should go to Songshan again!

He didn't hug a woman for the first princess, but hugged a Liao man with five big and three thick first.

I knew that I should bring Da Chun, but I really can't bring an egg.

Those who should sit in the car sat down, and those who should lie down also lay down in the car, and the car continued to move eastward.

Along the way, Wu Xingyun relied on his short stature and desperately squeezed to Wuyazi's side, looking at the appearance of not getting into Wuyazi's arms and vowing not to give up.

Wu Yazi's face was flushed, his expression was nervous, and he muttered in his mouth: Wronged......

It's not that he doesn't want to resist, it's mainly that he can't beat Wu Xingyun now. He has been practicing the Eight Desolations and Six Exercises for ninety years, and he only has more than seventy years of internal strength now.

Resist? I guess it's enough!

Shao Weijie looked left and right, feeling that he might have been in trouble on this trip.

A nymphomaniac, a drunk!

I had to make a silent wish in my heart: "Sweeping monk, you have to fight for breath!"

This way went around and around, first went to the Great Song Dynasty to find Qiao Feng to use up most of the day, and then returned to Vulture Mountain to find Wu Xingyun, it is also the speed of this hovering car is touching, otherwise it will not be able to go back before dark today.

didn't want to delay any longer, Shao Weijie ordered the computer to drive directly into the Shaolin Temple and went to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion.

The car was suspended in mid-air, and the hatch opened.

Shao Weijie poked his head out, took out a megaphone and shouted: "May I ask if the sweeping monk is there?

The sudden sound startled the monks of Shaolin Temple, and just now the monks near the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion found that the hovercar had landed, and now the monks and disciples of the whole temple rushed over.

This sweeping monk has not yet appeared, but Shaolin abbot Xuan Ci came first.

Xuan Ci stood by the courtyard wall of the Hidden Scripture Pavilion, tilted his head and looked at Shao Weijie, obviously startled by the iron box that could be suspended in the air, and did not dare to ask loudly: "May I ask who the donor is, why did he break into my Shaolin Hidden Scripture Secret Land!"

Shao Weijie picked his head and said with an innocent face: "I'm afraid this master has misunderstood, how can I enter the secret land of Shaolin?"

"There are nine layers and tens of thousands of miles in this day, isn't it that this master thinks that from this ground up, it is all Shaolin's territory?"

"This ......" Xuan Ci was stunned by Shao Weijie's questioning.

There is no such thing as airspace or territory in his head.

"Then don't come down if you have the ability!" A hot-tempered monk next to him saw that the abbot was deflated, and immediately stepped forward and shouted.

"Xuan's difficulty! It can't be like this, how can I refuse pilgrims to enter the temple when I have opened a convenient door in Shaolin? If this donor has something, please come down and speak!" Xuan Ci seemed to be asking, but in fact, he wanted to let Shao Weijie come down through the steps.

Mainly, looking up for too long, my neck hurts.

Shao Weijie thought about it, it's okay. You can't be on it all the time.

Mainly, the head is too low and there is some cerebral congestion.

The hovercar descended slowly, blowing up a cloud of dust on the ground, and the surrounding monks were startled and hurriedly retreated.

Phew. Shao Weijie spat twice, scattered the dust in front of him, and just got down without closing the hatch, and the dust poured into the car.

This sweeping monk doesn't do a good job, and the dust on the ground has not been cleaned.

"The disciples of the Luohan Hall obeyed the order and took him down!"

Shao Weijie was complaining, and the mystery in front of him suddenly became difficult.

"Drink!"

Eighteen bronze people with bald heads holding bronze sticks, rushed out of the crowd, and formed an eighteen bronze man formation.

Shao Weijie was shocked, are the monks so cunning now?

"It's hard to be difficult!" Shaolin abbot Xuan Ci stepped forward and stopped, "It's better for me to ask first." ”

Shao Weijie nodded secretly, this Shaolin Temple is still reasonable.

Xuan Ci opened his mouth and said, "I don't know why the donor trespassed on the pure place of my Buddhism?"

"This master has misunderstood, I'm just here to find a sweeping monk!" Shao Weijie explained.

People are reasonable, we can't be without quality, right?

Xuan Ci was stunned for a moment, and asked tentatively: "The donor is saying that you came to my Shaolin so much, just to find a sweeping monk who is responsible for cleaning the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion?"

"Uh-huh!" Shao Weijie was stunned, didn't he make it clear just now? Or did this old monk have such poor comprehension skills?

Xuan Ci sneered, with an expression on his face that you see me believe you or not.

"Eighteen bronze men obey orders!"

"Drink!" the monks drank in unison.

"Take him down!"

Shao Weijie: ......

Let's not bring this! You're going to find someone to cut me down just after we've just talked about it? Then don't blame me for shaking people!

"Lao Wu, it's time for you to perform!" Shao Weijie took a step back and turned sideways to get out of the way.

The wind and clouds are scattered, and the flames are terrifying!

The fairy wind and spirited Wuyazi shocked everyone as soon as he appeared, and even the Shaolin monks who regarded their appearance as a skin couldn't help but praise in their hearts: What a handsome and elegant uncle!

That's what it means, the only thing Shao Weijie feels is a pity is that Wuyazi didn't come with a BGM.

What kind of domineering spirit is common in novels, Shao Weijie has never seen it. But the momentum of this cliffless appearance is indeed a thing, as soon as you don't see him come out, the eighteen bronze people in the front row unconsciously retreat half a step.

The Grand Master is truly extraordinary. Shao Weijie praised in his heart.

Shao Weijie said that the appearance was very shocking, the picture was amazing, and he was very satisfied.

Of course, if Wu Xingyun hadn't dragged Wu Yazi to the ground in the back, it would have been even more perfect!

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The daily life of Xiaopu Street: Everyone is right, you have to be honest like me when you write a book, don't engage in so many routines, as long as you persist for a few years, you will find that I am about to die.