1313th Attack Order

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Seeing Chris laughing over there, Zhang Jia frowned. He could see it was a disdainful smile, one he had seen many times in his youth.

In the blessed lands he conquered, there were also some high-ranking people who showed such smiles before the decisive battle.

Then, very soon, that smile will be replaced by horror and despair. On behalf of Tianjian Shenzong, he will cut off the head of this strong man, and then turn the paradise where this strong man lives into a hell on earth!

Destruction, devouring, this is the reason why Tianjian Shenzong can be so tyrannical. As a strong man in this sect, Zhang Jia likes to destroy confident kings very much, watching them desperately smashed to pieces in front of the powerful power of Tianjian Shenzong.

"I won't give you another chance! If you dare to despise the Heavenly Sword Sect, you are already a doomed person." The white-haired old man Zhang Jia said coldly.

Chris nodded, and said in the same way: "It stands to reason that the person talking to you should be an ordinary diplomat from the Ministry of Foreign Affairs of the Alan Hill Empire... You are very lucky to meet me."

As he spoke, he casually picked up the hot tea beside him, took a sip and said disdainfully: "So, you are lucky, I plan to let you see the real me..."

"Crack!" A flying sword pierced through the tablet computer, but Chris' voice still came intermittently through the puppet: "I will personally observe your execution, this is your luck..."

"Crack!" The flying sword pierced through the puppet's head again, and the puppet lost its power, and fell down with the flame of a short-circuited wire.

And on the bridge of the Eternity, Chris looked at Andrea who was laughing over there, coughed helplessly, and explained: "I don't know, the other party came only...a What a mess, the sixth-level lecturer of the ninth peak of the third hospital."

"You still remember such a ridiculous name?" The smile on Andrea's beautiful face was even stronger.

Chris was even more helpless. He spread his hands and said that he was innocent: "No way, you know that my memory is very good."

"How about it... Do you want me to go and bring him back to you?" Andrea was eager to try. Since she gave birth to a prince for Chris, she hadn't done such a thing as going to the battlefield in person for a long time.

Chris shook his head, drank the hot tea in the teacup in his hand, and said: "I will make the Heavenly Sword Sect pay for humiliating me. Next time, their master of the Heavenly Sword Sect will come forward, at most And I can only see Ma Wen!"

After speaking, he put down the teacup and clapped his hands. In the next second, the closed door opened automatically, and Luther walked in from the door.

"Your Majesty! What are your orders?" Luther bowed slightly, still asking in a gentlemanly voice.

Chris tapped twice on the tea table in front of him with his finger, and said: "Let the troops not worry about anything, just fight as you want!"

"Obey! Your Majesty!" Luther bowed slightly again, and then retreated. Chris looked at Andrea on the side, and asked, "Where is Arisia? Isn't she the favorite to join in the fun? Why didn't you come?"

"She's here." Andrea made a gesture of her own powerlessness: "Aricia went directly to the headquarters of the demon army, saying that she would come back after seeing what the enemy looks like."

"Forget it... let her go!" Chris stretched his waist: "Anyway, I'm just a licentious emperor. Now that you're here, you can't leave!"

After finishing speaking, he rushed towards Andrea, and the atmosphere in the room suddenly became more glamorous.

Of course, Chris is not an emperor who only knows about licentiousness. When he launched a new round of royal man-making campaign in the room regardless of his image, the army of the Alan Hill Empire has already started the second round of attack.

Maher stood on his command position, looking at the Hope 2 planet in the distance,

He handed the signed attack order to the adjutant beside him.

Outside the porthole where he was standing, the four new Exploration Level 2 destroyers that had just joined the fleet were adjusting their positions with side thrusters.

As many as 31 destroyers have arrived at the front line, and the naval guns on these destroyers can fire 124 electromagnetic artillery shells at the expected bombardment area in one go. With two rounds of volleys for each attack, the bombed area will definitely collapse again.

"The second orbital bombardment has begun! Gentlemen... After this bombardment, we can fire at will without waiting for the assessment report." The adjutant received the authorization order and immediately turned to shout to the weapons officers who were ready. road.

"The coordinate input is complete!" A non-commissioned officer dressed in a neat military uniform sat in front of the computer decently, typing on the keyboard with ease.

Another officer sitting not far from him took off his earphones, and loudly reminded the officer in front of him: "The weapon is fully charged!"

The operator in charge of controlling the naval gun pulled the joystick in front of him and reported loudly: "The aiming angle of the turret has started to be adjusted!"

"The shelling area is finally confirmed!" The weapon commander stood on the position with his hands behind his back, and finally reported the news of readiness loudly to Maher: "Sir! Everything is ready! The attack can start at any time!"

"Start the attack!" Mahir was still standing in front of the porthole, looking at the distant planet. As the commander of a cruiser fleet, he once felt the vastness of the sea and his own insignificance.

Only now does he know the vastness of the universe and the greatness of the Alan Hill Empire! In front of his fleet, a planet is so insignificant, allowing his electromagnetic guns to ravage at will.

In his eyes, the sparkling electromagnetic artillery shells flew towards the planet Hope 2, and finally disappeared on the surface of the planet.

From the not-so-real-time instant screen, everyone could see that these meteor-like shells crashed into the atmosphere again, flashing with dazzling light, and fell into the shelling area.

Huge mushroom clouds once again soared into the sky, and the surface of the earth was hit once again, forming circles of spreading ripples.

A new round of orbital bombing once again opened the horn of the Irish Empire's offensive. The mushroom cloud on this side has just soared into the sky, and the sky fleet of the Alan Hill Empire on the other side has assembled, accompanied by the troops on the ground, and began to press down on their enemies.

After trying absurd peace talks, His Majesty's order finally reached the hands of every soldier of the Alan Hill Empire: "Attack!"

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Today, Long Ling stayed up late to make up the update, it will be a bit late, everyone can watch it tomorrow morning!