1419th Can It Be Done

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His finger finally landed on the Cambridge of the Heavenly Sword Divine Sect: "In this way, we can stop most of the people from the Heavenly Sword Divine Sect before they retreat near the bridge! According to our guess, there are about 110 to 130 Thousands of enemy troops will be surrounded by us."

Having said that, it is the tactical level that he is familiar with. So he also spoke more fluently and confidently: "Not to mention that the winter of this planet is coming soon, simply judging from the consumption of supplies and the state of these 'armies' themselves, by that time, apart from surrendering, they will There is no choice."

"Keep talking!" Modler nodded appreciatively, affirming Burrison's plan.

After being affirmed, Burrison continued to play: "If you plan to do something more extreme, then let the airborne troops capture Cambridge directly! In front of our special forces, even if the enemy counterattacks, it will not be effective."

"It's a bit risky." Modler nodded noncommittally, but he was more interested in the second option.

He originally thought that soldiers were expensive and fast, and he preferred to use his own mobile advantages to fight large-scale mobile warfare and encirclement and annihilation warfare.

"However, compared with the danger, the benefits are greater... about 1.5 million troops of the Heavenly Sword God Sect and at least 800,000 wounded will be left on this planet. These are captives, and they are also populations that can be dispersed and absorbed." I justified my plan, then felt a little impolite, and changed the subject: "At that time, the people of the Jiuyou faction will be busy... They only have more than 3,000 people, and now they have to take more than 1 million prisoners..."

"Leave them alone, our battle plan must be finalized as soon as possible! My opinion is that the two plans should be implemented together! The ground troops will be under your personal command, and the airborne troops will be handed over to Harold..." Mordelaire acted vigorously. , said.

"You must use the fastest speed to advance to the holy city, and then go south to meet the isolated imperial paratroopers." He pointed to Burrison, and issued a combat order: "It's safer, your troops will go to Cambridge." Time is the time when the enemy army is completely desperate!"

"The paratroopers need to block the enemy's retreat, build a defense line near Cambridge, and strive to keep all the enemies on this planet." Then, he made another gesture and pressed near Cambridge.

"What if the paratroopers are attacked? On the other side of Cambridge, the reinforcements from the Heavenly Sword Sect will come out, and things will be troublesome." Burrison suddenly thought of a question, and asked nervously.

"So we have to use the most elite special forces to cooperate with the interstellar paratroopers! Call Harold, and I will personally deploy tasks for him." Modler smiled and said: "You can think of this question, very good!"

Then he patted Burrison on the shoulder: "The key to this plan lies in your troops! You have to use the fastest time to break through the defense line of Holy Church City and rush to the vicinity of Cambridge! Then the paratroopers will be in no danger!"

"General! I will definitely arrive on time and meet Harold!" Burrison promised very solemnly.

"Go!" Originally asked Burrison to call Harold, but ended up saying a few more words, and Mordrel signaled to Harold again.

Borisen stood at attention and saluted, and said goodbye loudly: "Obey! General! Long live the Alan Hill Empire!"

"Long live His Majesty the Emperor! Execute the order!" Modlar returned a military salute, and then turned back to look at the map.

Of course, Old Lady Han, the second elder of the liaison officer of the Nine Serenities Sect who had been sitting in a daze in the corridor, didn't know about their conversation.

She was still looking at a few engineers at a loss to connect optical and network cables. She felt that this kind of work was boring, and she didn't know what the meaning of such a job was.

However, she had nothing to do anyway, so she just watched the two engineers in front of her doing boring things. She watched the other party pull the coils of wires, plug them together, and put them into the angle between the ground and the wall.

Then, a person used a foaming agent similar to quick-drying cement to wipe out a slope on the corner of the wall, and then protected the lines that were installed later.

The substance seemed to dry very quickly, and the place where the two of them first sprayed that protective foam was now very hard.

Old lady Han saw Burrison coming out of the conference room and walking towards the end of the corridor. Under the soft light, his burly body looked mighty no matter what.

In an open space not far from the side of the headquarters, the four engines of a Z-30 transport plane have been adjusted to a vertical angle. The sprayed tail flames blew up the dust on the ground, and some communication antennas around were also shaking back and forth in the wind.

Burrison squinted and waited for the plane to approach the ground, and then he saw Harold who had rushed back before even taking off the powered exoskeleton.

"Sir!" As soon as Harold stepped out of the cabin of the plane, he saw Burrison, and he came over to salute, his voice seemed a little weak amid the roar of the jet engine: "Nice to meet you!"

"The general is waiting for you!" Burrison didn't talk nonsense, but grabbed Harold's wrist and pulled him towards the headquarters.

Harold followed along, asking as he walked, "What's the matter? Is there a mission?"

"Yes! You and your people, prepare everything... In a few hours, the air force will cover you and go to Cambridge, where the Heavenly Sword Sect is located!" Borisen replied without looking back.

"...Ha!" After hearing the mission order, Harold was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly let out a sigh: "It's really an exciting mission."

At the same time, a lady officer invited the second elder, Mrs. Han, into the conference room. She looked nervously at the huge map in front of her, curiously waiting for Mordelaire to speak.

Modler didn't keep her waiting too long, and when he turned around and saw her enter the room, he said, "Let me introduce myself, I am Modler, the frontline commander-in-chief of the empire! Nice to meet you, ma'am."

He pointed to the map with a faint smile on his face. But what he said made old lady Han almost sit on the ground in shock.

I only heard Modler say: "I hope that in the next month, you Jiuyou Sect will be ready to receive more than 1 million... captives from the Heavenly Sword Sect. Can you do it?"

"I, I didn't hear clearly... You, what did you say?" The second elder, who seriously suspected that he was hallucinating, asked tentatively.

"I said, in the next month, can you prepare to receive 1 million captives? From the Heavenly Sword Sect! Prisoners!" Mordelaire raised his voice and repeated it, leaving the old lady Han at a loss for an answer. The problem.