The soldiers of Bei Ai were stunned. They fought for many years and experienced officers of all sizes, but no one of them had ever said such a thing to them.
Most of the former officers said things like "You give it to me", "If you can't complete the task, you will die", "What a bunch of trash" and so on.
No one has ever said "I live and die with you", "I am your solid backing", "We will fight together".
There was a warm current in the hearts of countless Bei Ai soldiers present.
Just as Max walked out of the messy headquarters, the ground beneath his feet shook. He raised his eyes and looked around, and found that the surrounding mountains and rivers were slightly turbulent.
"Mr. Lieutenant General, are you alright!" The guard hurried over and looked anxious: "A battle broke out on the front line. The soldiers of the Asian Union and the gods and demons of Kyushu jointly launched an attack. We are facing hundreds of attacks in the Texas Strait!"
Max's heart trembled slightly, and he didn't have time to worry about rebuilding the headquarters. He and Metheus looked at each other, and the two immediately rushed to the strait defense line with their respective corps.
The nearby Bei Ai soldiers had no time to stop them, so they could only grit their teeth and follow the two of them towards the line of defense.
When they arrived at the defense line, they stood on the towering black wall and looked out, and they saw the sub-alliance warships densely packed in the distant offshore sea.
And in the sky, the gods and demons of Kyushu advancing with countless heavy weapons.
"It's too late!" Max roared on the spot: "Find all the correspondents, this is the temporary headquarters, and we are now starting to deal with the Asian Alliance's attack!"
Soon, hundreds of correspondents rushed over.
On the way, the artillery fire continued, the ground shook, and Max stood on the turbulent strait defense line, and deeply penetrated the offensive troops of the opposite Asian Union.
Metheus on the side said solemnly: "In short, we have to withstand the offensive of the Asian Alliance first."
Max nodded, "I have calculated just now that there are at least 1.5 million navy and army troops on the opposite Crossoa Islands, and now the Asian Union has sent about 500,000 troops to attack."
"They have at least a hundred offensive routes. If each of them reaches the defensive line, it will play a terrifying role in breaking the line. If the number of points that are conquered reaches 50, then the strait defense line can be declared lost. "
"But this is not the most difficult thing. The most difficult thing is that the more than 100 offensive routes formed by these 500,000 troops are all connected to each other. As long as there is one route to conquer, the other routes can be reversed. The entire strait line of defense can be breached within a short period of time!"
"And..." Max raised his eyes and looked at the beasts and beasts in the sky, and smiled bitterly: "We also have a large army of long-range heavy weapons to focus fire on the gods and demons in Kyushu, which will lead us to the strait defense line to deal with the sub-alliance. The power is getting thinner and thinner.”
Max saw everything clearly, and with his rich combat experience, Rao also felt that this defensive battle was extremely difficult.
"Could it be the sub-alliance God of War who is commanding behind the scenes?" Max muttered to himself: "In the world, being able to mobilize so many troops at the same time to carry out such a complex attack, apart from that God of Land, can who?"
This level of attack is difficult for even his own old officer, Admiral Ren, who is famous for fighting.
Max didn't know who his opponent was, but he knew that his opponent was definitely an old general with experience in countless large-scale wars.
Even, it may be Lu Shen and those marshals of the sub-alliance.
"Everyone listen to my command and issue orders to the garrison on the defense line!"
Having no time to take care of others, Max hurriedly issued a command order.
The surrounding correspondents became more and more shocked. The new lieutenant commander, the commander of the new lieutenant general, even issued targeted orders for more than 100 offensive routes.
More than 100 offensive routes and more than 100 targeted countermeasures!
Is this still the human brain?
The artillery fire continued, Max kept issuing orders under the smoke of gunpowder, his eyes were constantly flowing, and the thoughts in his mind were like rolling waves, so that the speed of speech was getting faster and faster, almost confusing all the correspondents.
Asian Union Coastal Theater, Staff Headquarters.
The heat here is in full swing, hundreds of orders are issued every minute, and discussions are raging one after another every second.
and
"The thirteenth army of our central theater is conquering the first sea route!"
"The Eighth Army of our Siberia Theater is conquering the second sea route!"
"The 31st Army of the East China Sea Theater is conquering the third sea route..."
On the huge virtual sand table, there are more than a hundred red dotted lines extending from the Crosoa Islands, each dotted line represents an army is marching towards the Texas Strait.
On all the red dotted lines, there is a solid red dot advancing slowly, and each solid red dot represents the geographic coordinates of the main army of this offensive route.
Today, the positions of more than 100 solid red dots on the red dotted line are all inconsistent ~www.mtlnovel.com~ There is only a slight difference, which is due to the different positions of the counterattack strength of the opposite Texas Strait defense line. different.
Holding a cup of tea, Lu Yu sat at the top with Ma Lan, watching the entire staff headquarters while drinking tea.
Today, Ma Leng's red hair was tied to his mind by a black rope. According to Lu Yu's words: "To be handsome, you must look handsome, otherwise your hair will be disheveled, and people who don't know will think that we are about to lose the battle."
Ma Lan was reluctant to restrain his red hair at first, but Lu Yu said that he could only helplessly tie his hair, which made him look neat.
Ma Lan's gaze kept wandering, and suddenly fixed on a teenager in front of the virtual sand table.
Although the boy was thin, he held the border of the virtual sand table with both hands, and looked at the real-time battle situation in it frantically, raising his hair from time to time to issue commands.
And those old staff officers will also complete the discussion and analysis in the moment when the boy's order is issued, and then send it to the front-line army.
Vaguely, this young man seems to be able to control the overall situation of the staff.
"Lu Yu, I have to say, you really have a good way of picking people." Ma Lan smiled lightly: "The little staff officer who seemed to be ordinary at first, after being promoted by you against all suggestions, can really play a unique role. effect."
Lu Yu took a sip of tea, looked at the young Han Ce, shook his head and said, "I've said enough, this kid is a genius, but the genius Yi Man, if he causes tragic battle losses on the front line, he will blame himself to death, and suddenly Yet another genius has fallen."
"Then why don't you direct the overall situation yourself?" Ma Leng asked casually.
"So, I've been staying here." Lu Yu replied, "I'm staying here to prevent these staff officers, including him, Han Ce, from making serious and irreparable decision-making mistakes. It's a guarantee."
Chapter end
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