Six Hundred Fifty-Two Command

After learning that there was nothing wrong with the old general Medias, the atmosphere in the entire headquarters became cheerful.

Although the battle is still going on, the heavy haze just now seems to have been swept away. Everyone is working hard, and it seems that they all want to finish the work in their hands before the old general returns to his post.

Everything seemed to be in order, and Andrea wanted to demonstrate her commanding skills, but found that she could not keep up with the changes of the times.

The magicians, archers, cavalry and other troops she is familiar with have all changed their names now. In Alan Hill's troops, these units have become names like rocket launchers, grenadiers, or tank troops.

"Their navy is close at hand... The radar shows that the opponent's floating city is still 160 kilometers away!" An operator sat in his position and reported loudly without looking back.

Immediately afterwards, another officer followed up with the report and said: "The navy reported that the opponent's warship has moved forward, and the air force's report also showed that the opponent's flying troops have also pressed over."

Vivienne just sat in the commander's seat and waited quietly, waiting for someone who was coming soon.

Sure enough, the punctual old general didn't keep Vivienne waiting. An officer opened the door of the royal command car, walked into the slightly narrow and crowded car command center, stood at attention and saluted, and reported: "Report! General Medias, please see me!"

"Invite him to come in!" Vivienne returned a military salute to the other party in a decent manner, which immediately excited the young officer with his chin raised.

The opponent's heels collided with each other, making a crisp sound, and then returned to the door with the standard turning motion of a military school graduate, giving way to the car door.

Medias had already tidied up his appearance and changed into a clean military uniform. The old general was still wearing his ancient saber, looking unrepentant.

"His Royal Highness!" He stood at attention and saluted, then took off his military cap, and put the standard horizontal end in the crook of his right arm: "I made you worry."

"Your Excellency, General, as long as you are safe." Vivienne smiled, and comforted her in a very calm tone: "I am very pleased to see your current state."

After all, she was already hundreds of years old, and of course it was impossible to use an honorific title for Medias who was only a few dozen years old. In fact, because of the idea of ​​spreading branches and leaves for the royal family, she didn't need to address the elf queen Andrea.

What are you kidding? If this comes in the future,

It is not certain who is the elder sister and who is the younger sister. It is better for everyone to discuss it as equals. Vivienne has this idea, and Andrea may not have it...

"Your servant has come all the way to understand the situation of the battle, what else do you want to order?" Medias asked softly.

"No more, I will officially hand over the command to you now! Please take over and continue to command!" Vivian quickly threw the hot potato out, looking as if nothing had happened.

Andrea on the side felt a little regretful, and missed the opportunity to get a close look at the entire Alan Hill command system and the efficiency of the army...

"The delay between the opponent's troops... Their floating city is still about 160 kilometers away from us, and the naval forces have advanced to about 50 kilometers away from us!" The combat staff continued to project on the map with a laser pointer Pointing with his upper finger, Medias, who had just taken over the command, looked at the combat staff next to him after listening.

The chief of staff, with his arm hanging on his chest and a bandage on it, immediately suggested: "Their troops are too many, so the spread is too big. If we intercept the troops in the middle Attack, the effect will be very good."

"In order to distance themselves as quickly as possible, they finally showed their flaws!" After thinking for a while, Medias came to his own conclusion.

He believes that the opponent's front and rear are both very strong, but the middle part seems to have room for use!

So he issued an order: "Immediately launch tactical nuclear weapons and attack the demon troops between 90 kilometers and 120 kilometers! This is our opportunity, don't waste it!"

The officer waiting for the order hurriedly pressed the intercom and loudly passed the order into the microphone: "Obey! Immediately conduct an interdiction attack! The tactical nuclear weapon on standby is launched immediately! The tactical nuclear weapon on standby is launched immediately!"

Then, Medias continued to order: "In addition, the demon troops that are already close to the coastline, let them in, and let the infantry destroy them... As long as the follow-up demon troops are blocked, their attacks will not be able to threaten our main defensive position." .”

"Yes! General!" Another officer stood at attention and saluted, then turned around to deliver new orders.

"What are you doing? Boys? When I'm not around, don't you know how to fight?" The old general Medias asked with a smile, pressing his long sword that never left his body.

"No! General!" The officer replied loudly with his chin held high: "I'm glad you can come back."

"Thank you." The noble old general Medias returned a very elegant smile, which had been with him for decades.

"Okay, boys, in order to prevent the enemy's missile from hitting me again, you have to work harder." After he finished speaking, he walked to the chair specially prepared for him and sat down, which was to take care of him Even if the injury is set, he will not hypocritically refuse.

What Medias said made the headquarters burst into laughter, and everyone continued to get busy. The sound of typing on the keyboard and the sound of orders from various departments made the small headquarters seem a little noisy.

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"I can feel that there is something wrong with the opponent's response... They have been passively defending for about two hours, and have not changed any tactics..." Arecia sat in her position, with a look on her face. His expression stretched a lot.

She originally thought that the opponent's commander was a difficult character, but now it seems that the opponent is nothing more than that. Of course she still didn't know that her violent punch almost killed the old master Medias, so she just felt that the opponent's commander was not good enough.

She, who was about to succeed, also made tactical adjustments based on this judgment. She spread out her offensive troops more and more boldly, and more blossomed, surrounding the entire Storm Islands.

Thousands of battleships are lying across the sea, and hundreds of thousands of troops and millions of demon dogs are ready to fight. For the demons, it seems that victory is close at hand!