The vast ocean, the roaring of warships, the dim sky, and the boundless smoke of gunpowder, Fenghou Bai will rise above the bones and bones, and the advisors of the country have exhausted their internal organs, heart, liver and blood.
The North Ai Alliance suddenly invested more than two million troops, and the entire Texas Strait was crowded. There were roaring heavy weapons everywhere, and **** soldiers were constantly coming and going.
"Why did the North Ai Alliance's fighting spirit suddenly soar?"
In the Asian Union coastal theater, in the staff headquarters, the young Han Ce has not closed his eyes for three consecutive days and nights. His eyes are bloodshot, and he is still propped up in front of the virtual sand table.
It was originally planned to conquer the first sea route in an hour, but it has been three days and three nights since the beginning, and it has not been conquered! !
The army charged with warships again and again, and every time they fought **** battles to the high wall of the enemy's defense line, they would be unable to move an inch, and the flames of war would roar and could not be conquered.
In the end, the gods and demons of Kyushu who participated in the battle of the first sea route, from the white tiger and Suzaku at the beginning, had become all four gods and beasts participating in the battle, but they were still stubbornly carried down by Bei Ai.
The young Han Ce's mind was a little muddled. Three consecutive days of high-intensity staff had brought him to the brink of physical collapse.
But the more he was on the verge of collapse, the more young Han Ce remembered what the god-like man said to him: "Do your best, I am your solid backing!"
Every time he thinks of Lu Yu's slightly smiling face, the young Han Ce will stand up again with all his might, and continue to consult the war as if fighting chicken blood.
"Lu Shen, I will not let you down, I will never let you down..."
Up to now, this genius young staff officer is still staring at the virtual sand table with red eyes, while murmuring these words in his mouth.
Lu Yu's support made him almost crazy.
It is said that no madness cannot survive. There are many god-like characters who have come from madness, but there are also many geniuses who have fallen to madness.
"Deputy Chief of Staff, rest, don't stay up, you haven't slept for three days and three nights!"
The old staff around him couldn't stand it any longer. They surrounded the young Han Ce and looked at him worriedly. From the contempt and distrust at the beginning, to today Han Ce is still commanding an army of millions in battle. These old oilers never treated Han Ce as a hairy boy again.
This young deputy chief of staff is definitely a genius once in a century, and he has pure faith and unyielding beliefs, worthy of their respect, support, and love.
However, the young Han Ce threw off the arm that supported him, his eyes flushed and said: "Lu Shen entrusted me with a heavy burden, how can I let him down, now the two sides are fighting so hard, every second is a battle of tens of thousands of troops. How can I... how can I... fall at this critical time?"
The young Han Ce said at the end, his eyes dazed for a while.
His thin body also swayed violently a few times like a willow note in the cold wind, but he was soon forcibly stabilized.
"Deputy Chief of Staff, Han Ce!" The old staff officer beside him was shocked, he quickly supported him, and said angrily: "Rest, you are already dying, we are here, you rest!"
The young Han Ce is still struggling, his eyes are still stubbornly looking at the virtual sand table, as if the army of millions on the virtual sand table is his lifeblood, he dare not let go, can't let go.
"Han Ce, you're crazy! Stop it!"
"Someone! Somebody! Send the deputy chief of staff to rest!"
"Hurry up and get the logistics department ready, the deputy chief of staff needs to rest!"
A group of old staff members forcibly lifted the young Han Ce up. In order to prevent him from being injured due to his struggle, there were basically two people on one arm and three people on one leg.
"Let go of me! I can't go! God Lu is still looking at me, I won't go, you let me go!" The young Han Ce struggled desperately, like a young pig struggling to be slaughtered.
In the command room, the thin body of the young Han Ce, although on the verge of physical collapse, actually made a loud noise to suppress the crowd.
It was like a little white rabbit, but it made a roaring sound.
"Let go of me, now is the most critical moment!"
"I can feel that the opposing commander and I have been fighting for three days and three nights. The opposing commander has always been there, and he has always been there!"
"If I leave now, he will have no opponent, and we will inevitably fail. I can't leave. Now it's just to see who can stand it better!"
The young Han Ce roared angrily. He was held up in the air by seven or eight old staff officers, and the strength in his body was almost lost due to the struggle.
Finally, he looked at the gray-white ceiling, and two lines of crystals flowed out of the corners of his eyes.
Is he afraid of failure?
No, he just wasn't willing to fail.
It was clearly at the critical moment of the fierce battle. Maybe if he persisted, he would be able to survive the enemy commander who had been fighting with him all the time.
That is also a figure that can be described as a terrifying strategy. He can figure out every operation of his army and give the most appropriate counterattack.
And this is also the fundamental reason why the two sides were able to fight fiercely for three days and three nights on the first sea route, and the outcome was still indistinguishable.
There is also a commander on the opposite side, who can be called a genius!
The young Han Ce was powerless. He felt very cold, weak and tired, as if he would fall asleep completely when his eyes were closed.
For three days and three nights in a row, he only drank two bottles of water, a compressed biscuit, and a tube of high-concentration nutritional supplements, and his body and spirit were on the verge of collapse.
But he was not reconciled. Even though he was exhausted, Lu Yu was very clear in his mind. He seemed to see the disappointment in Lu Yu's eyes when he looked at him.
Those eyes hurt more than 10,000 steel knives stabbing him.
"Don't...don't..." The young Han Ce murmured.
Suddenly, he felt that the old staff who carried him stopped, and he vaguely heard the word "Lu Shen".
He wanted to open his eyes, but found that he was so tired that he couldn't lift his eyelids. He wanted to speak, but found that his voice was hoarse.
But the young Han Ce still struggled to open his eyes and mouth.
The next moment ~www.mtlnovel.com~ he felt a warm palm on his face, and slowly closed the eyelids he struggled to lift.
This time, he inexplicably did not resist.
Then, he heard a familiar gentle voice.
"Han Ce, you are already very tired. You are doing very well. It's great."
"I said, I am your solid backing, and I will take care of you for anything."
"Now you go to rest, I will take over here."
"Don't make trouble, take a good rest, you will be the country's staff in the future."
When the young Han Ce heard these words, his eyes were moist, and then he felt a long-lost relaxation, and his spirit was like a fish in the sea, and he fell into a state of lethargy in an instant.
This time, he was relieved and fell asleep.
In the staff headquarters, Lu Yu took a deep look at Han Ce, then waved his hand to let the old staff send him to rest: "I'll take over here, three days and three nights, this kid Han Ce has reached his limit and sent him to rest. "
After Han Ce left, Lu Yu strode to the virtual sand table, looked at the large number of troops fighting hard above, and narrowed his eyes slightly.
At this moment, Ma Lan walked in, her red hair still tied with a black rope, "Lu Yu, I've checked everything out. The one who has been fighting with Han Ce for the past three days is Lieutenant General Max of Bei Ai!"
"In addition, the leader of the enemy special forces group who killed several of our special forces is called Metheus!"
"These are the details. My spy has found out all the eight generations of their ancestors!"
"His grandma's, these two are really good. With just the two of them, the Texas Strait, which should have been conquered three days ago, was abruptly supported!"
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