There were still three minutes left before the explosion sounded.

The heads of Zion and Slavic are still arguing, and both sides are quoting scriptures, talking about the past and the present, and vowing not to give up until they refute each other.

But the funny thing is that whenever they have an argument to the point where they can't go on and are about to fall apart, someone will back down a little bit, or simply change the subject so that the argument can continue.

Anyway, there are many, many arguments that can be argued about the "social characterization of psionic infectors", not to mention two people, even if two hundred people form a hundred pairs, and each pair chooses a different point.

In fact, they can quarrel for years if necessary.

But that, of course, is impossible.

By this time, most people, with the exception of some single-celled organisms with less brains than others, understood what both sides of the argument meant.

They don't want war.

Zion's attitude is easy to understand, because they can't beat them - they have more than 200 cars in total, and the number of people is more than 3,000. More than 3,000 against more than 100,000, only if you can fight can you have ghosts.

The attitude of the Slavic side is a little puzzling - the people who can be sent by His Majesty the Emperor to preside over this war are naturally his henchmen, or at least those whom he feels will strictly carry out his orders.

Why would such a person disobey His Majesty's orders and refuse to go to war?

Inside the headquarters of the Slavic army, a ridiculously large armored vehicle, a young officer could not help but ask: "Your Excellency, General, why do we not go to war but argue with those sinners"

The general, who had most of his gray hair, looked at him, turned off the microphone for a while, and then said, "Because what we need is complete victory." ”

"Look at the current situation, it's very good for us."

"That's right. ”

"In this case, we can win no matter how we fight"

"The great Slavic Empire is invincible!"

"You're right. In that case, why don't we pursue a more complete victory," said His Excellency the General with a smile, "and the soldiers were tired from the journey. Give them more time to rest, and when the battle comes, you can lose a lot of deaths. ”

"For the sake of the great Slavic Empire and His Majesty the Great Emperor, we are not afraid of sacrifice!" said the young officer fanatically.

"On the premise of fulfilling His Majesty's order of the Emperor, it is always good to be able to sacrifice a little. His Excellency said, "One less Slavic woman becomes a widow, and one less Slavic child loses his father...... Probably because of my age, my heart is a little soft, and I always want to bring back as many soldiers as I can alive. ”

His words convinced the rest of the command, and the argument continued.

But no one knew that in the heart of His Excellency the General, there was another thing in mind at this moment.

Before he set out to reorganize the army, an old friend who had also been a high-ranking soldier, but had fallen and almost died in an internal purge, secretly met with him once and talked to him in detail.

"A new era is coming, the wheel of history is turning, my friend, are you going to stand in front of the wheel, like a big insect that does not measure itself, and block the huge wheel with your body?"

"The great Slavic Empire is not a bug!"

"Yes, every Slav should be proud of their country and their emperor...... We have been taught this way since childhood, but ...... Old friend, we are no longer young, we do not have the right to be as simple as young people. As elders, we have an obligation to use our minds before wielding a sword. ”

"What exactly do you want me to do?"

"It takes a long time to extinguish a war, but it takes only a moment of mistake to start a war. Old friend, the wheel of history is unstoppable, but it is up to you whether the Slavic Empire will become a worm that blocks the wheel, and whether we Slavs benefit or suffer from this torrent of history. ”

The old friend came quietly and went quietly and did not really ask him to do anything.

But the mind of His Excellency the General has quietly changed.

(The Slavic Empire was great, but why can't I make it even greater)

(In this torrent of history, as long as we wait a little longer and determine the direction of the torrent, we will be able to follow the torrent and let the Slavic Empire get the most benefits!)

He did not report these thoughts to His Majesty the Emperor—that would lead to nothing but his execution.

He just quietly made up his mind.

If he really can't do it, of course he will lead the army to victory, as he has done several times before.

However, as long as there is room for manoeuvre, he will delay the war as much as possible to avoid the worst possible change of events.

The Slavic Empire cannot be the worm that blocks the wheels of history!

No one knew about these things, but the old general's own thoughts, and even his old friends who came to lobby him in the first place did not know.

Fortunately, the ideas of the leaders of Zion are exactly the same as his.

Neither side wants to go to war so soon.

So, the debate became long and protracted.

Whether it was Zion's operatives or Slavic soldiers, of course, no one was opposed to such an argument - no one likes war, and even the generals in the command could die in a surprise attack by the enemy. Only those who live in the rear in absolute security will feel that war is not terrible, that it does not matter, and will see the casualties of both sides as a simple exchange of numbers.

But as the argument continued, some in the Slavic army grew impatient.

The great Slavic Empire, when did it take and sinners wasted so much time and foam

This is an insult to the great Slavs!

While the two sides were arguing, the "doctor's" expression suddenly changed - he could clearly see that several bright red lines extended from the Slavic army and concentrated on his body.

It was his superpower that was activated.

The "doctor" has a very special ability: to predict the future in a short period of time.

This ability is very limited, for example, he can only predict the future that is more closely related to him, and the degree of prediction is also very limited, probably only a few minutes.

But in any case, being able to predict the future is an extremely powerful ability in itself.

For example, when he is ready to start first aid, he can use his foreknowledge ability to determine "where the patient's body is cut, where the lesion will look like", or "whether this method can be used to achieve immediate results".

With such ability, he saved many people, and it is from this that the nickname "doctor" comes from.

This ability can also be used in combat, when someone wants to attack him or his companions, he can also see the trajectory of the attack some time in advance, and if the time is closer, he can even see the specific scene of the attack.

Therefore, although his own force is not strong, he has successfully survived the assassinations and attacks against him again and again, and even completed the counter-kill every time, defeating the attacker in turn.

The saying that "the leader of Zion is a peerless master" slowly spread.

At this moment, his ability was activated again.

The red line was the trajectory of the enemy who was about to attack him.

Seeing these lines, he immediately understood that the situation was not good, coughed twice, and made a few gestures quickly.

Zion has a dedicated set of gestures within that allows for effective combat deployment and communication.

Hearing his cough, the Heavy Operators who were responsible for protecting him all turned their heads and saw his gesture. So they raised their shields one after another, and according to his command, took the corresponding positions.

A solid shield is blocking the bright red lines of the road.

After doing this, and making sure that the enemy had not changed the course of attack as a result, the "doctor" said: "I think you might as well put your army in order before arguing with me—at the very least, no one should attack without the officer's order." ”

His Excellency the General was stunned for a moment and looked at everyone.

The senior officers in the command looked at each other, not understanding the meaning of "doctor".

What is the meaning of "private attack", they no one gave such an order.

At this moment, a general suddenly thought about it and said to himself: "Could it be that someone wants to seize the merit of 'killing the head of Zion' and makes his own claims."

The generals' faces changed.

Of course, they don't care about going to war with Zion, but ...... No one wants to give the credit to the head of Zion for slaying it.

If they are taken away by a few nobodies who act without permission, then they may be ridiculed for running for nothing.

Thinking of this, they all stood up, took out their communicators, and contacted their respective subordinates, emphasizing that they should not attack without permission.

The "doctor" was relieved to see those bright red lines disappear.

(Fortunately, the response is fast!)

But he also knew that sooner or later this kind of thing would happen again.

The Slavs were proud and arrogant, and they could not always tolerate themselves, who seemed to them to be sinful, pointing fingers at the great Slavic army.

The Slavs were not good at arguing, they were good at hacking to death those who wanted to argue with them.

A great man once said, "A pen is more powerful than a sword...... The great man later met several Slavs and was hacked to death by them.

Whether this story is true or false is not for sure. But the Slavs really are such a style.

Delaying to this extent is almost the limit.

Sure enough, after a few more minutes of arguing, the "doctor" again saw the bright red lines that meant that the offensive was coming.

This time, the lines go straight to the front, and the intensity is very unsettling.

That's definitely not a force that one or two Heavy Operators can stop.

He sighed secretly and continued to argue over loudspeakers and remind the Slavic officers to restrain their men as he led the operators back to the back of an armored vehicle.

Sure enough, this time the Slavic generals were no longer able to restrain the army.

Just as the two sides were arguing about an unimportant topic, with a roar of "sinner, shut up", a burly man as a bear rushed out, and the fragment of psionic energy on the tip of the staff in his hand was bright red.

Huge fireballs flew out of his staff and blasted towards Zion.

This fireball hit an armored vehicle and exploded.