Chapter 510 Lin Yuan's Backup Plan

"Planned?" Liang Yuxin gradually caught up with Guan Shan's thoughts, "So you are saying that the current situation was also driven by the chief?"

"I'm not sure, this is just a guess." Guan Shan stood up and took the lead to walk outside the headquarters.

"But if my guess is correct, the chief should have left me some hints."

Liang Yuxin took a few steps to follow, "Guan Shan, where are you going?"

"Go and confirm my guess." Guan Shan said without looking back, "Stop following me, do what you should do, and contact President Liang immediately."

"In case I guess wrong, we have to consider Wang Sheng's final plan."

"Before attacking Dawn City, we must gather all the forces that can be united together."

As soon as the words fell, Guan Shan turned into a rainbow light and flew towards a corner of the camp.

The quartermaster who was counting the supplies saw the legion commander coming in person, so he quickly stopped what he was doing and saluted Guan Shan.

"How is the situation? How long will our army have enough food to last?" Guan Shan said, pressing his palm twice towards the quartermaster.

The quartermaster put down his hand and followed Guan Shan's footsteps into the warehouse.

"The situation is better than expected. Most of the military rations we carried this time are compressed food, which is very suitable for large-scale mobile operations."

"And the reserves far exceed those for conventional marches."

"Enough to sustain the army's rations for more than three months."

"If the situation is particularly urgent, it's not impossible to grit your teeth and persist for half a year."

"It's strange to say that normal front-line troops only bring a month's worth of rations. After all, the logistics transport team comes twice a month. It would be a waste to prepare too much."

"This time, I guess I took into account the merger of the three legions, so I made more preparations. Now it has helped us a lot."

"We're very lucky."

The quartermaster's face was full of luck.

It's not just luck.

Such an unconventional transfer cannot be a temporary decision, it must have been planned long ago.

Guan Shan thought silently in his heart.

He became more and more sure of his inner suspicions.

"Besides food, what about weapons and equipment?" Guan Shan asked as his eyes quickly swept across the warehouse, calculating in his mind.

"The weapons and equipment of our Seventh Army were inherited from the original First Army, and with subsequent mobilization, the reserves are very sufficient."

"There are thousands of officer-level armors alone, which can arm all our Walkers."

"The number of crossbows is not large, but it is enough to fight one or two large-scale battles."

"There are just some useless equipment taking up space in the warehouse. If we throw them away, we can move faster."

The quartermaster walked in front of Guan Shan in three steps and took his commander to the side of the warehouse.

Under the huge black cloth, there were dozens of behemoths covered.

As the quartermaster lifted the curtain, dozens of strange-looking trucks appeared in front of Guan Shan.

"There is not much space inside these trucks. They cannot transport supplies, and they have to consume crystal cores to start. For us, they are a complete burden..."

Before the quartermaster could finish speaking, Guan Shan interrupted his speech with a wave of his hand.

I see...

This is the tip the chief left for me...

I understand your plan.

However, have you considered that the ancient rift will be closed?

How are you going to fight your way back to the present world from the ancient continent?

Guan Shan turned his sight to the direction where the ancient rift originally existed and fell into deep contemplation.

...

Ancient continent.

Outside the ring, Zhou Yi calmly gnawed on the watermelon in his hand, looking like he was just watching the fun without taking it too seriously. He stood out among the crowd of solemn demigods around him.

Monroe and Xia Wanbai have been fighting for six full days.

It was hard for Lu Changsheng to imagine that he would fight the enemy for so long in a duel of such intensity.

Even if the body is not tired, keeping the nerves tense all the time can cause people to become mentally ill.

"I see, we still can't finish the fight today." Zhou Yi threw away the leftover melon rind, shook the juice on his hand carelessly, and said helplessly to Lu Changsheng.

"Chang Sheng, did you bring a sleeping bag over there? Just give me one and I'll take a nap for a while. Just call me when they're done."

Did you think this was an outing?

A little too relaxed, right?

Do you want to light another bonfire for you to create some atmosphere?

Lu Changsheng complained silently in his heart.

He ignored Zhou Yi's request and waved his hand impatiently.

"Have you noticed that the positions of those demigods seem to have changed somewhat." Lu Changsheng stared at the ring intently and said softly.

Zhou Yi put his hands behind his head, tilted his body suspended in the air slightly, and said nonchalantly, "They should also be trying to form an alliance."

"After all, the pressure we put on them is too great."

"But don't worry, these old guys have been fighting for thousands of years and there is no way they can maintain peace."

"Even if some kind of cooperation is indeed reached, it is destined to be superficially in harmony but completely different in spirit."

"Everyone wants to push others to take the blame, while they themselves are the oriole behind, but who would be so stupid?"

"It's fine if we don't form an alliance, but if we really form an alliance, we will definitely be suspicious of each other, and everyone will hold back, which will greatly reduce their combat effectiveness."

Lu Changsheng raised his head, his eyes swept across the demigods present one by one, and slowly said, "I'm not worried about their alliance, I'm worried about the role the Temple plays in this competition."

"The commotion on the Ancient Continent is so big. As the strongest force among the demigods, there is no reason for the Temple to sit idly by."

"Do you think there are people from the Temple lurking among the demigods present?"

When Lu Changsheng said this, he subconsciously turned his gaze to Fu Hui.

He still remembered the snap of Fu Hui's fingers when he blew up Ping Zhiyuan's head.

That action was really...

too similar to the Infinite True God.

"Do you suspect that the monster is one of the avatars of the Lord of the Temple?" Zhou Yi followed Lu Changsheng's gaze and looked at the little boy half-crouching in the air at the horizon.

"It's just a possibility." Lu Changsheng did not deny his guess, "Maybe he didn't escape from the temple unscathed, but reached some kind of deal with the master of the temple."

"If we meet this guy later, we have to find a way..."

"We have to kill him."

Lu Changsheng's eyes were unusually calm, not like what a normal person should have.

Rather than saying that he was full of murderous intent, it was more like the breath that a high-level being accidentally leaked when he wanted to crush an ant.

Indifferent, indifferent, and disdainful.

Zhou Yi's brows suddenly frowned, it's not that he had never seen such eyes before.

But the owners of those eyes, each of them is a demigod who has exhausted his humanity.

Lu Changsheng has only been promoted for a short time, there is no reason why he would be so exhausted so quickly.

Zhou Yi was about to change the subject when he heard a huge noise coming from the ring.

The battle between Monroe and Xia Wanbai is finally over...

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