Chapter 188: Retreat
βduangοΌ A loud bang, combined with a slight shock, pierced Galen's heart like a knife.
At this moment, he no longer has the slightest desire to resist in his heart, and these sudden events make him choose to shut up and admit it! After all, life matters...
Not far away, even though Raphael controlled his strength, he still made a lot of noise.
Fortunately, he did not land on the runway of the airport, but on the newly opened grass on the periphery.
If such a large figure falls to the ground, the newly repaired runway will be scrapped...
These landlords seem to be arrogant and look down on small creatures, but gradually, after such a short time together, they can gradually understand the emotions of the ants.
Because they are fragile and will die one day, the subtle emotions brought about by this crisis have touched the ice dragons, and because they have seen small intelligent creatures up close for the first time, they plan to see the world again.
The first one to figure it out was Raphael, who even had to build half a month before Francis!
The rest of the city, who usually sees him the most, affectionately calls him 'Landlord!' β
Seeing his fiery appearance, Ted asked everyone to stop and meet him in Raphael's direction!
When they were less than 100 meters away, Ted opened his arms and shouted in a friendly voice, "Father-in-law! β
"Yo! My good boy, is there any place for the plane? β
"Absolutely! Even if I don't, I'll take you with me when I pull out a few shells! β
"Don't poke! How could such an action be without me? β
In addition to the excitement, Ted noticed that there was a little bit more hanging on his father-in-law's body..."Uh... You're dressed like this..."
By the time Ted saw Raphael's outfit, he roughly guessed what he was going to do.
Because there is a shortage of technical talents and clerks in the city, and not everyone can be a war correspondent, it is dangerous!
So, after thinking about it, Raphael, who had been seeking a sense of existence, stepped forward.
Judging by his defensive power, a shell from the front will only stun him for a while, and the bullets he usually uses have little effect on him...
It's a shame not to be a war correspondent for such a dragon!
At this time, the roar of the plane came, and following the reputation, many planes had already taken off!
"Whew... It's good to catch up, or I'll have to fly to catch you in a while, and even if I can catch up, I'm tired..."
"Ahem... No, you caught up! Also, you're a part-time war correspondent? β
Raphael had always thought that this good son was very smart, and when the clan held meetings, he would praise this amazing human more.
"yes, you little creatures are too weak! I don't know magic yet, and if I am slashed, I have to stop eating, even if I am a person from the Fire Clan, I can't take too much damage..."
Even if Raphael accepts everyone, it doesn't mean that he will see them as equals in some ways...
For example, in terms of body size, and defense...
"Alright, Dad, I know you're very good, but now we have to go, or we won't be able to explain to our employer in a while..."
As soon as Galen heard the topic on his body, he immediately straightened his face as if he was facing a great enemy, and then immediately raised his hand and shook his head: "Don't! All right! It doesn't matter if it's late or early, we're just verbally agreeing, we don't have to be so serious! β
Of course, this was just a little joke made by Ted: "Well, let's go first..."
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Half an hour later, it was finally Ted's plane's turn to take off...
Even if the noise of the flight was a little louder, Raphael still gave a thumbs up and praised: "Ted, you have made a good reputation, with this thing, we dragons don't have to spend time and effort flying in the sky!" Not only can you save energy, but you can also relax! It's not easy! β
"Hey, hey, hey, I'm taking advantage of the coolness of my predecessors!"
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On the way to the bombing site, a group of humans stayed inside the cabin, listening to the 'buzzing' sound, and inevitably felt nauseous! Fortunately, there is a toilet on this plane, which can be used for everyone to vomit at any time...
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At the same time, the southern end of the northern border is stronghold...
All the captives were brought back, and now only the army remains.
As usual, the soldiers had another morning that was not dangerous.
The soldiers stationed in the outer trenches of the fortress had just woken up, poking their heads out with their weapons in their hands to check the situation.
There were still a few hours left before the noon handover, and seeing that it was still early, the soldiers dragged their tired bodies to get up, ready to move their muscles and bones, and continue to guard...
The soldiers who were on vigil yesterday saw that the soldiers around them were waking up one after another, so they sat on the ground and prepared to relax.
One of the soldiers stretched and said, "Hey... I don't know when I will be a leader on such a day..."
When the accompanying night watch soldier heard this, he immediately yawned and put his weapon behind his back: "I think the longer the better, because the guy in our hands is hard, and the danger factor is not high, and the soldiers who are fighting outside enjoy the honor point bonus!" I've calculated that as long as I stay here for a while, I can get a lot of bonuses, and I can choose a high-end apartment in the newly planned suburbs..."
"That being said, it's too tiring..."
"Tired? You're a recruit, right? How old is this year? β
"Uh... I'm just 18 years old, and I've been an apprentice in my father's blacksmith's shop! Now my family says let me come to the army for some training..."
"No wonder, if you had been born 20 years earlier and participated in the forest defense battle, you would not have said such things..."
"What's that?"
"20 years ago, when Viscount Helrington, the lord's father, was in office, there was a very powerful bandit in the south, in order to exterminate them, to pacify the bandits... I spent three months in the trenches with Chief MΓΌller! At that time, the weapons in our hands were not as sharp as they are now, and we had to go up and fight them hand-to-hand with iron weapons! β
"Oh my God... Is there such a past? β
"Yes, you're in the blacksmith's shop, you don't know anything, but I've experienced it myself..."
Just in this 70-year-old veteran... When I was about to inform the recruits of the tragic situation of the year, there was a commotion not far away!
Hearing the movement, the sentry who took over quickly took out a loudspeaker and shouted: "Everyone, cheer up!" Discover the enemy! β
"Hostile situation? Is it a human or a goblin? β
"Uh... Looks like it's a goblin... And human reinforcements? This..."
"What? How can humans get mixed up with that scum? β
Just as everyone was pressing their bullets and lying on the trench to prepare for 'whack-a-mole', Major Greine walked out of the field command post leisurely with a doughnut.
"It's someone coming, otherwise we won't be able to use the defenses we set up!"
Hearing the 'defense', everyone came back to their senses...
A few days ago, General MΓΌller adhered to the lord's theme of preparing for a rainy day, plus the order that there was no need to attack, only to defend...
In the end, he chose the laziest, but most secure and effective way...
That is, on the way to the border trenches, covered with mines!
Because the munitions depot needed to store other supplies, when John applied for supplies at the front, he called dozens of trucks and pulled the stored 200,000 mines to the front line...
In this way, not only can you free up space for aerial bombs, but you can also let the front-line soldiers 'make the most of it'!
Take this as a warning sign! And the enemy did not know the power of these big treasures, let alone learned to sweep mines.
Therefore, when performing night guards, it can make up for the lack of blind spots.
Instead of saturation bombing with artillery fire in a wasteful mode before the start of the war, it is better to leave mines suspiciously, so that the enemy will not be able to move an inch and be afraid!
In this way, you can save a lot of supplies, and you can also train the soldiers in marksmanship when the enemy is suspicious.
Under the cover of mines, the soldiers in the north could be alert first, wait for the enemy to be bombed, and then sit inside the trenches and watch the play while eating breakfast.
When you get closer, shoot the enemy.
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On the battlefield ahead, the captain of the Goblin Cavalry Brigade, Yamamoto XIII, and Dick, the general of the Southern Hack Empire, sit together to discuss the upcoming battle...
"Mr. Yamamoto, I wonder what you think about the deployment of the army at the front?"
"Cut! Sloppy is not worth mentioning! As long as I lead the most elite alpaca cavalry brigade of goblins, with a glorious charge, I can take them down! β
General Dick roughly guessed the tactics of this group of people based on their brainless and arrogant personalities, but as an ally, it was still necessary to remind: "But... Mr. Yamamoto, listening to the news of the remnants, it seems that this group of people has a very mysterious weapon in their hands, and your vanguard has suffered heavy casualties! β
It's just that before the big war, this brainless Yamamoto couldn't listen to any advice, so he only led the troops to charge with his life: "It's a joke, don't listen to the words of the remnants of the defeated generals who give the enemy prestige, failure is failure!" To find a reason is to be unfaithful to God! We, soldiers of the Goblin Empire, fearless! This time, I will definitely wipe out all the scum in front of me! β
After saying this, he drew his weapon and swore solemnly: "Believe me, they will not survive this noon!" β
"That's... I wish you all the best! Wipe out all the enemy forces! β
"Look at it! Look at my Goblin Warrior Gate, how to slaughter the enemies in front of me! β
With such a loose formation, Yamamoto couldn't hold back his excited heart! He intends to charge immediately!
"All warriors! Listen to me, and draw your katana! Charge with me! β
Dick, the general of the Southern Empire, looked at this group of brainless goblins, and didn't know what to do!
Even if he wanted to draw his sword and cut down this Yamamoto, and by the way, he had to endure it now, because the nobles of the empire united and signed an agreement with the leader of the goblins to cede about 30% of the land to seek peace.
So now he can only think about it, but he can't do anything.
Fortunately, both teams have independent command rights, and there will be no clash of commands.
Showing weakness before, letting the goblins test their strength first is his true purpose.
Because although General Dick has not been experienced in a hundred battles, he has experienced more than a dozen battles, and with the experience passed down by his predecessors, he knows that in the face of an unknown enemy, he should first throw stones and ask for directions!
This 'stone' is the group of arrogant goblins beside him, they rely on a large number of well-equipped goblin cavalry, they believe that they can kill all the enemies in heaven and earth in seconds, but he knows that there are people outside the people...
If the enemy is too strong, you can surrender directly! If you follow a suicidal charge, you won't even have a chance to surrender at that time.
According to aristocratic etiquette, you can get preferential treatment and have no worries about your life!
As for the soldiers under his command ...
Who cares if a bunch of untouchables live or die?
If the goblins attack well, you can also lead the team to pick up heads in the rear and divide the spoils!
In short, no matter what, he will not lose!
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In the position, Greine finished eating the doughnut, made himself another cup of coffee, pointed at the enemy in front of him and laughed, "Guys, those goblins' brains are really made of?" We don't know anything about it, so we rush forward so desperately? Suspicious of life? β
A soldier took out his notes and shook his head helplessly: "Hey... It seems that our evaluation of them has to change again..."
Before the soldier could take a record, Greine raised his hand to interrupt the man's movements, prompting, "Don't! Even if our enemies are weak chickens, ants, or even stupider than pigs... But we still can't be careless! As the saying goes, I don't want us to fold on a group of Leng Force! β
"Now, everyone takes their weapons, and the enemy enters the maximum effective range of 700 meters and starts shooting! Whoever kills the most, I'll pay out of my pocket and treat you to a case of whiskey and send it directly to your home! β
The originally boring crushing game instantly became interesting after the chief took out the prize... Although the price of this whisky is very affordable and not expensive, when it comes to competitions...
Let's get a score! Idle is idle anyway!
Since it was to see who could kill more from a distance, some people came up with the idea of the weapon in the scout's hand: "Brother, your M82A1 lends me a make?" β
"Don't borrow... When the time comes, I'll get two bottles for you! β
Seeing that someone wanted to 'cheat', Greine quickly stopped: "Ahem... The sniper is not counted, only the M1 rifle machine can be used, and the rest are not counted! β
"That's... Sir, can gun grenades be used? β
"Are you raising a bar with me? Kick you again, believe it or not? β
"Hey, hey, hey... I see, sir. β
As soon as the words fell, a dense explosion mixed with overwhelming footsteps hit together!
In an instant, the shouts, the sound of pigs, the sound of crying dad and mom, the sound is endless!
"Is this the Chinese New Year? How many mines have we buried? β
"At first, it was only 100,000, but then 200,000 came one after another, and we used all of them..."
"In that case, let's blow it up... I'll watch the play, and if any of you get the whiskey, don't forget to treat me to a drink! β
"Okay, you touch the fish, I'll get the reward!"
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At the rear of the battlefield, Dick exhaled a long breath and pulled the adjutant behind him and shouted: "Look, I'll just say!" The enemy is very powerful, don't rush around! Even if the remnants of the army are defeated, the news brought is very useful! Look at those idiots! With a declining face, I knew I wouldn't survive today! β
The adjutant is still alive and standing here, and it is all thanks to Dick's 'wise' decision: "That... Sir, how do we do it? β
"How? I'll take a look... Did the goblin soldiers all rush out? β
"Yes!"
"Well, when they finish rushing, we'll retreat!"
"Retreat? Don't we have to save the Emperor and the Count? β
"What, you want to fight with this group of cows, ghosts, snakes, and gods?"
"I don't want to!" After saying that, the adjutant's brain quickly shook from side to side, like a helicopter about to take off, and Dick even saw part of the phantom...
By the time we talked, the goblins' stupid pig army had already died...
And Dick followed his idea, not attacking, but standing on the top of the chariot and waving to the position in the distance.
After that, he quickly left the battlefield with his team.
"Go home! When the time comes, it will be said that we have separated from the goblin team, and finally we finally got out of the Gobi! Do you understand? It is necessary to unify the confession, let alone expose the filling! β
"Rest assured, sir, our dislike for goblins is over 100 percent! No one is going to be a ghost! β
"That's good... Now order the troops to retreat! Run forward! β
"Yes!"