Chapter 1153 Preparation

The human coalition's headquarters debated for a whole day before they came up with a clear war plan.

Just as Alvin expected, the wise man finally took the lead in this war with a foreseeable outcome.

The two demon royal troops who came to die had no intelligence, no tactics, and no clear goals. The worst thing was that the troops of the two races were still biting each other.

It's not that those high-level demons aren't smart enough, but that thousands or even tens of thousands of years of war habits have determined their thinking.

What determines the direction of the war in hell is the number of demons, the fighting power of high-level demons, and most importantly, courage.

Occasionally, there may be some battle scenes that coincidentally create a situation where less defeats more, but in most cases, the side with more demons still has the absolute advantage.

Only when the regular army of the royal family goes into battle will strategies and tactics be used.

Concentrating superior forces to penetrate and concentrating firepower to bomb cover are all things Alvin himself has seen.

But that's it, because they can't use more of them. The fixed social environment, social class, and power order have maintained the ecology here for thousands of years. No demon thinks there is anything wrong...

The disappearance of dozens of reconnaissance birds did not attract the other party's attention. Maybe they released the reconnaissance birds just to do errands.

No demon can imagine that there are still people in the bloody plain who want to devour them...

Alvin stood in front of a large screen in the temporary command room, watching Zhang Qiang acting as the commentator and talking on the screen on a map overlooking the bloody plain...

Alvin only understood part of it, probably because he needed to open the space channel again tomorrow to attract the two demon teams to meet on a huge plain.

Then I have to have a heavy snowfall at each of the five points marked on the map...

Those five positions were carefully calculated by technicians. They made reference to the damage range of the snowstorm in the Arctic incident and formulated the order of snow.

This ensures that Alvin's heavy snow can cover a 40-kilometer radius and cause maximum damage.

The "Blizzard's" lethal range of 3 kilometers, killing range of 5 kilometers, and influence range of 8 kilometers were used to the extreme by those black-hearted technicians.

Alvin himself had never considered that his "Blizzard" could be used in this way. According to the logic of these technicians, his "Blizzard" could actually bring the entire New York into an Ice Age at once.

As long as "Blizzard" is released at specific locations, those central locations that are not covered will also enter cryogenic hell...

Alvin still couldn't figure out what the specific principle was, but that damn Sharpshooter Technician diligently handed him a note filled with formulas, and then winked and told him that it was a "nuclear weapon secret book"...

Looking at the red dots on the map, Alvin looked at Zhang Qiang a little uncertainly and said, "How can you be sure that they will stop and gather here?"

Zhang Qiang glanced at Alvin, and he said confidently: "We don't need them to stay here, and your 'Big Snow' obviously doesn't need them to stop before it can be released.

If those demons are smart enough, they should send a few vanguard troops to investigate, but that is not important...

Prince Boer's Moloch army will be responsible for resisting them, creating the appearance that Moloch wants to hold this place, which will make the demons of those two races determined to advance. "

As he spoke, Zhang Qiang switched to a picture, which was a picture of the demon army taken by a drone.

The overwhelming low-level demons were walking undisciplined on the plains looking for food, and behind them were the regular troops.

The formation of the regular army is a little more structured. They are arranged according to racial functions and are distributed throughout the huge military formation, but they are still very dense.

This is the regular marching and combat mode of a large-scale demon army. As long as they conduct careful enough reconnaissance in special terrain locations, they can crush all life.

Does Bloody Plains have a dangerous geographical location? No!

There is only an endless barren land here. As long as Alvin opens the space door, the attracted demon teams will meet at the location designated by Zhang Qiang and others according to their marching route. After that, it is Alvin's job...

Zhang Qiang clicked on the screen, glanced at everyone in the headquarters, and said excitedly: "As long as we annihilate these two troops, we will get enough time.

Hell is not a place for long-term human survival, but it has what we want.

The demons here are not all ignorant beasts as we imagined.

We can win this game easily, but we cannot underestimate those demons. We just took advantage of their information flaws.

We will definitely face more cruel tests in the future! "

As he spoke, Zhang Qiang clapped his hands excitedly and shouted: "Gentlemen, we can win!

But if we want to win in the long term, we need to be more determined and more committed.

Alvin is our trump card, and if we get a straight flush and end up losing the bet from hell, I suggest we jump into the sea together..."

Zhang Qiang's words made the entire headquarters burst into warm applause, and a group of big guys from various countries stepped forward to hug Mr. "Trump Card" in celebration.

They know who the most important person is...

Alvin smiled and pushed away an enthusiastic Russian guy. This guy's old face and wanting to kiss him were a bit too much...

Looking at a group of happy big guys, Alvin smiled and clapped his hands and said, "I'm glad to see everyone can work together to face difficulties. I'm responsible for going to snow.

You are responsible for bringing good things back to Earth so that I can ride on Earth’s spaceship and enter the universe in my lifetime!

Gentlemen, I cannot stay here for long. Whether I can hold on to this place in the future depends on your political wisdom and war wisdom.

You must not be lacking these things, right?

Those demons are not fools. When they lose two such huge armies, the challenges you will face in the future will be much greater! "

As he spoke, Alvin looked at the big guys sitting here seriously and said with a smile: "I personally hate demons, but I think the prince of Moloch is the key to us keeping this place.

Don’t always think about draining away what little family wealth you have. If you have to worry about even one surrendered prince, what will happen to the remaining powerful demon royal family?

Give him the best help and make good use of the demon's power!

Otherwise, those cannon fodders who are not afraid of death will drain all your energy.

You have more say than I do in this regard, although what I have read in the newspapers is that you are despicable, rude, and cunning...

But this is hell, use all your tricks.

If necessary, if you marry a demon noble, people will forgive you. After all, you are making a sacrifice, right? "

Alvin's words made a group of big guys in the command room burst into laughter.

They knew what Alvin meant. This was Alvin telling them that I don't have time to stay here all day long. If you want to hold on to your position, you should be nicer to Prince Moloch. It's not impossible to make some concessions when necessary!

After all, humans alone cannot defeat the demon army. Those guys who advocated trapping Boer focused on letting Alvin put more effort into it, but how is this possible?

Not to mention that it is impossible for Alvin to kill all the demons by himself. If he did it, what would he need you to do?

If you want to get something for nothing, be prepared to get nothing!

After this battle is over, Zhang Qiang, General Ross and their group of hawkish bosses will make those timid guys who love to take advantage swallow a bitter pill.

This doesn't even need to be pointed out directly by Alvin. When the hawks have the upper hand, we can eliminate some of the scumbags and then reduce the number of people who "divide the spoils" to everyone.

From this point of view, there is actually no big difference between this group of people and robbers and bandits. The robbers may also care about loyalty, but this group of people only care about their position and interests!

After dealing with several big guys who wanted to get close to him, Alvin found the man with a sharpshooter and eyes who was stuck in the second dimension.

Force him to change "Tomahawk Green" to "Tomahawk Makes You Green", and then leave here when you get to the detailed coordinates of the "Blizzard" release points.

Stark didn't like that kind of situation, so he didn't show up just now.

Alvin found Stark at his makeshift camp.

This guy is showing off a set of processing equipment the size of a container to the injured Ivan...

“Russian, can your junk still fly?

You will definitely not give up competing with me, right?

For the sake of fairness, I can lend you this set of maintenance equipment.

Or you can buy a set and I can give you a discount, after all, these are my used second-hand goods..."

Ivan's chest was wrapped in thick gauze. He was slashed in the chest by the old demon with a sword. A wound of nearly 40 centimeters carbonized the nearby muscles.

Alvin used the corpse vine to treat him, but it still took a long time for the muscles to grow again.

Ivan looked at the proud Stark. He impatiently drank a sip of vodka for himself, stood up and walked around the super processing center that Stark called "maintenance equipment"...

"You weakling will lose miserably!" Ivan took a sip of wine, wiped the corners of his mouth roughly and said to Stark.

Stark spread his hands and said nonchalantly: "No, I will make you lose so much that you have nothing to say...

This is just something I eliminated. It seems like you haven’t seen it yet.

It's okay, I won't laugh at you.

At least you can tell what this is, Alvin always thought it was a display stand for the steel suit..."

When he heard Stark arranging his own Alvin from afar, he picked up a piece of dirt and threw it at Stark in displeasure, cursing: "When will you change your bad-mouthed habits?

After the beating the day after tomorrow, I will go back to jail. What are you going to do?

Your 'boyfriend' is already hurt. Could you please let him calm down for a while? "

As he spoke, Alvin glanced at Ivan and said, "How is your injury?

Will you go back with me after the day after tomorrow?

Damn it, I didn’t get a penny of dividends from my investment in your car repair shop.

This time 'Steel Digital' is a big business, don't mess it up.

The devils in hell are just the beginning, the battle with the Kree is a real battle! "

Ivan glanced at Stark after hearing this and said: "I'm fine, then after the last game the day after tomorrow, let me deal with this weakling, and we'll rush back.

I had some inspiration about the eight-legged robot, and I should design a model more suitable for hell. "