Five Hundred and Sixty-Six Dangerous Contests

No one can win against such a unit. The most frequently asked question by the electronic jamming unit is "What kind of enemy can suppress our most advanced electronic countermeasures system to fill the screen with snowflakes?"

Similarly, the ace pilots of the F-15 fighter force often drop their gloves on the ground after landing, and open their mouths to curse like "I have never seen such a cheap MiG fighter! Tell me that the radar can't detect it. ? Shit!"

The infantrymen were not much better, often being captured for no apparent reason, or sent out by the referee team while sleeping, on the grounds that "they have been detected by the enemy."

As for why the electronic warfare unit that has never been electronically interfered will be suppressed by the enemy, why the F-15 fighter jet cannot defeat the MiG-21, and why the infantry is overwhelmed by the enemy's artillery fire before it is launched-no one knows.

Therefore, many combat troops are half-depressed and half-sarcastically saying that the strongest troops of Elland Hill are not the Royal Guards of Serris, but the "blue team" of Sun Chase River blessed by magic and metaphysics.

"What's the matter with those human planes! What are they doing here? Tell me clearly!" A demon officer who gathered a hundred demon soldiers and managed to stabilize his position grabbed a subordinate by the neck. asked sharply.

"I...I...don't know! I...really...really...don't know anything!" The demon soldier panicked, his neck was pinched, and he managed to force out his voice to answer. .

"Crack!" With an indiscernible sound, the picked up demon stopped struggling, tilted his head and then fell silent.

The leading demon officer threw the corpse in his palm aside, grabbed another thin demon, and asked the same question: "What happened to those human planes! What are they doing here? Tell me clear!"

The thin demon was obviously a non-combat demon who carried things. He was grabbed by someone, stopped quickly, and replied in the same panic: "There are human magicians over there! Our commander asked We retreat first, everything is messed up."

Obviously, this demon is calmer than the one who died just now, and the content of his answers is more useful.

Hearing the demon's words, the leading demon officer realized that something was wrong - a human force actually touched the demon floating city that was about to collapse.

Whatever they're here for, it's clearly up to no good. The demon officer pondered for a few seconds, and then made up his mind that no matter what this human army wanted to do, he would do everything in his power to stop it!

"Follow me! Find those human mice and kill them! Long live the origin of magic!" The demon pulled out the long sword at his waist,

He smashed towards the Black Hawk helicopter hovering in the black smoke in the distant sky, and ordered loudly.

Beside him, hundreds of demons raised their weapons to the sky together and let out a roar.

Amidst the roaring shouts of these hundred people, the super god puppet of Alan Hill blasted open the heavy iron gate with magic, frightening the thin demons staying inside.

Although these demons were not fighting demons, after a few seconds, these thin demons, who realized what had happened, screamed and rushed towards the Alan Hill super god puppet who rushed in from the door.

Explosions are happening everywhere in the city, and there seems to be fighting around every corner. Alan Hill's special operations forces fished in troubled waters, but many places were really attacked by Alan Hill's artillery fire.

For example, the thick city wall of Macassilo is being destroyed by the bombardment of the sky fleet at this very moment.

The originally extremely thick city walls were reduced to powder under the attack of large-caliber artillery. Countless devil magic towers carved with various patterns broke and collapsed in the artillery fire, and countless demons were buried by rubble amidst screams.

...

In the quiet restaurant, Luther walked behind Chris and handed a message to Chris: "Your Majesty! The status of the Second Battle of the Ferry!"

Chris smiled and put down the teacup in his hand, took the telegram, ignored the curious gazes of the Elf Queen and Jessica, and lowered his eyes to look at the contents above.

Then, he pressed the telegram on the table: "It's no big deal. From the news just now, it seems that we are likely to win the second battle of Ferry City."

"Winning is winning, and losing is losing. What does it mean to be likely to win?" Her Majesty the Queen was still very sensitive to such matters, and asked immediately.

As a beautiful woman, Jessica was not very interested in this kind of thing, so she didn't ask about it at all. She prefers to talk about things like music and movies, and the topic just now revolved around these.

Chris met with the elf queen in the morning, and at noon the queen stayed for lunch - just in time for Jessica to come back, so the three of them ate something casually together.

Vivienne is in a bad mood, and she's been in a daze in the bedroom recently—unless Chris personally delivers the porridge, she won't even touch it.

"The battle is not over yet. We have killed a large number of demons, perhaps as many as 200,000. However, demons also have their own advantages. If they can take the first step and smash a demon's floating city on our position, then we I lost." Chris replied.

He just wanted to tease the calm-looking Her Majesty the Queen in front of him, and after he finished speaking, he handed the telegram to the other party: "In terms of conventional combat power, our battle is already as stable as Mount Tai."

Her Majesty accepted the telegram from Chris, looked at the results above, and then raised her head to look at Chris: "Operation K is going well so far, what does it mean?"

"It means that K's action is very smooth." Chris smiled and leaned on the back of the chair, watching the star princess Jessica, who was silent and ladylike, carefully eating a piece of honey cake.

"Can you tell me more about this K operation? I'm very interested." The queen winked and said coquettishly, "I'm very interested in many of your secrets."

After Jessica heard this sentence, her hands that were cutting the cake paused slightly, then she glanced at the Elf Queen, nodded slightly again, with an expression that I thought she was qualified, and continued to deal with her delicious piece of magic. Cake made from royal bee honey.

Chris also saw Jessica's expression—in this world, it is not uncommon for a man to marry several wives. In the past, present, and foreseeable future, Alan Hill has not made a law to declare monogamy system plan.

So he could only smile and shook his head, and gave up his plan to use Jessica as a shield: "I'm sorry, Your Majesty, it's a secret and I can't tell you."

He answered so simply that he was not affected by Her Majesty's heaven-defying appearance at all.

The queen was also taken aback. This is the so-called "killer move" she learned after following more than 20 love dramas of Alan Hill recently.

Those male protagonists on TV, when they see a woman's expression like this, will take up most of the memory in their brains in all likelihood, causing their brains to immediately enter a state of shutdown.

But His Majesty the Emperor Alan Hill in front of him seemed not too interested in this kind of thing. Not only did he not shut down, he didn't even leave a little hope for Her Majesty the Queen who was learning to wink for the first time.

What Her Majesty the Queen didn't know was that even her first unskilled glances made Chris uncomfortable.

What is the saddest thing in life? Isn't it just that a beautiful woman is affectionate towards you, and even recommends a pillow seat, but you find that you can't choose according to your own heart?

"Well, your secrets are really too many, you may not know, His Majesty Chris, once you make a woman curious, you will be very dangerous." The queen stretched a lazy waist, flattering X10, suddenly let Chris enter the sage mode again.

"Especially you made me curious too." Her Majesty pushed the message back to Chris, threateningly.

Chris didn't look into the queen's eyes, but just lowered his head, took the telegram in his hands again, and made the best answer with silence.

The queen got up gracefully, and said goodbye to Chris: "I want to send the good news that the elves have won a big victory and no one was injured back to the country as soon as possible, and I won't bother your majesty in the afternoon."

Chris didn't get up, but just stuffed the telegram back into his pocket, as if he didn't care about the Queen's departure.

Only he knew that it was a pretty face that made people's heart flutter, and it was a beauty that could make all men dream about it. How could he not be moved? It's just that he doesn't want to lose the reserve of the king.

How many people who can sit in his position are willing to make compromises for the woman they love, and even give up the interests of their own empire?

May I ask, would Li Shimin trade Anxi Dufu Mansion for a woman? Won't! Then how could Chris give up the moon for an elf queen?

"You really have a heart of stone." Jessica put down the knife and fork in her hand, and said to Chris, "That's a cutie I can't bear to see, but you can be so cruel that you don't even look at it."

"That's not a pity! Jessica, she's not a weak woman." Chris looked at his princess, with a shy smile on his face: "In my eyes, packaging No matter how good-looking a nuclear weapon is, it is still a deadly nuclear weapon..."

"I don't think she's that dangerous." Jessica said to Chris confidently, "She's playing with fire, the deadliest flame for a woman!"

"You're so optimistic." Chris shook his head.

"Just watch! I bet!" Jessica grabbed the knife and fork again, and elegantly cut the Warcraft honey cake in front of her: "She will eventually find a way to send herself to your bed!"