Make Sherlock a little more handsome.

Well, no matter what the idea of the supreme commander of the front line is, in short, Sherlock's raunchy, messy, stubble-covered face, trying to make it handsome, will definitely make the group of war correspondents scold their mothers.

In Theater 404, where the sun never seemed to set and made Sherlock sleepy, he was sitting in a barracks with 15 wild demon masters who had just arrived at the military base, listening to Second Lieutenant Millsap's plan for tomorrow's mission.

These 15 controllers are really talented, and it has only been half a year since the release of the soul visual device, and all of these people have matched with second-order demons.

This kind of talent is probably the most powerful warrior carefully selected in the nearby war zones.

Fortunately, although they completed the second-order demon control test, after all, they had not participated in actual combat, and their understanding of their own strength was not very clear, and one by one they did not have the pride of thinking that they were geniuses, but were very modest, and after hearing that Sherlock was the main compiler of the "Demon Control Textbook" that was about to be typeset and published, they also showed great respect for him.

It's just that I don't understand, how can a civilian person follow him to the front line, and why is he still listening to tomorrow's mission strategy? I couldn't help but feel a little nervous in my heart, thinking, this person didn't want to investigate the actual combat ability of the wild demon after being controlled, and he was going to follow him on a mission tomorrow, wouldn't it be during the mission to protect his safety, which would involve a lot of energy from his team. Unaware of the fact that everyone in the barracks at this time, whether standing or sitting, seemed to be faintly surrounding the non-military personnel named Sherlock in the middle.

"I think everyone knows that tomorrow's opponent will be the reorganized battalion led by Major General Ulysses.

Many people may have just heard of some of the glorious achievements of this strange battalion of only 50 people, but they don't know how strong they really are.

So let me talk about it briefly.

They had 4 full-time gunners in their battalion who could operate 11 deflagration scattering mortars, and General Patton gave them the privilege of unlimited ammunition supply, as long as they were on a mission, they could give as much as they wanted, to put it bluntly, they could carry out non-stop fire bombardment of an area until they were tired of pressing the launch button themselves.

In addition, all of them have exclusive customized steam armor, the strongest turbo drive, and a super hot melt hand cannon, two or three people can take down a large demon. 30 war armored vehicles, mobile gun batteries, airdrop fire support within 10 kilometers, Major General Ulysses's gun can fire bullets with a powerful demonic tranquilizer injected within 700 meters, the entire empire is on this one, the effect is stronger than any ammunition on the market, and these equipment, in the hands of their people, can exert 300% lethality.

Oh, and to emphasize, I'm talking about their individual combat power levels, and with the team's cooperation, this number will be doubled again.

Therefore, we are not competing with a battalion tomorrow, but with one of the most ferocious imperial advance regiments. ”

Second Lieutenant Millsap said, breaking his knuckles, and from time to time he would make a rattling sound, and it could be seen that he was very worried now:

"Actually, to be honest, I'm quite proud, I'm only 34 this year, and I'm about to be promoted to captain, and in my war zone, the commander has to smile and say hello when he sees me.

But I don't have much confidence in tomorrow's mission, in fact, this is also a matter of course, war is not a writing or acting drama, a bullet, of course, cannot be compared with a mortar.

But we still have to do our best tomorrow to play with our momentum and standard."

When he said these words, Millsap had been looking at Sherlock on the side, intentionally or unintentionally, because the other party said that they would not necessarily lose tomorrow's mission, but the soldiers in front of him were not fools, they had been bloody on the front line for many years, and what kind of battle could and what kind of battle could not be fought in the way of nature, so he really didn't know how to relay Sherlock's words.

And that's when .

"I haven't been to the front line, so I don't know how to arrange a purge mission." Sherlock suddenly whispered, "But according to basic logic, demons under the influence of demonic tranquilizers must be easier to kill, right?" ”

"Of course." Millsap said: "Actually, we have a good execution plan for tomorrow's mission, which is to first send the controllers to find a route to lure the surrounding demons away, and then let an armored vehicle quietly go deep into the outpost and open the demon tranquilizer spraying device under the outpost, so that our cleaning efficiency can be increased by at least 40%.

But such an obvious method, our opponents will definitely use it, and their way must be more direct than ours, I guess, Major General Ulysses directly arranged mortars, forced to blast a road, directly to the outpost, and then dozens of mobile batteries and all the war armored vehicles along this road directly into the mission area, after turning on the spraying device, with the outpost as the base, to carry out carpet slaughter. ”

Maybe it's because when he said this, Millsap kept sketching in his mind the execution and killing picture that the other party would show tomorrow, so he took a deep breath as he spoke:

"If so, when their mission is complete, we may have just entered the outpost.

There is no way to make up for this gap by any tactics or stratagem. ”

Of course, the people in the room knew this, so he mainly said it to Sherlock, although he knew that the other party had extremely strong combat effectiveness, but he also hoped that he could understand that on the battlefield, it was impossible for one person to be strong and control the entire battle situation.

However, Sherlock didn't seem to care about Millsap's words, he just kept looking at the map of the area of tomorrow's mission, looking at the two areas of the outpost about ten kilometers apart, thoughtfully.

A moment of silence.

"Tomorrow, after the mission begins, you wait for me for 10 minutes."

"Wait for you for 10 minutes?"

Some people cast puzzled eyes, in this kind of battle for time, even one minute is crucial, how can it be possible to wait for a person for 10 minutes for no reason?

Sherlock is still that calm look, but this is the way he looks, but his face, which is not very related to beauty, can magically give people a strong sense of security, Moran, Catherine, Irene. Adler, Nightingale, Watson, Hopkins, and many others believed in Sherlock, and as a result, Sherlock never disappointed.

So he laughs:

"Didn't you say you couldn't win tomorrow?

Fortunately, believe me once, it only takes ten minutes.

And then this battle. I'll take you to fight."

(End of chapter)