With a nervous shout, the communications officer broke into Lord Lorraine's office.
Several big guys who were having a meeting in the office raised their heads at the same time and turned to look at him.
Suddenly, a fierce pressure rolled over him like a mountain, and the strong aura scared the young communications staff officer to shrink his neck.
There are few people in the world who can remain calm under the gaze of such powerful men as Lord Lorraine, Archduke Julius, Chief of Staff Wabador, and Advisory Councilors Lester and Obachm.
freely.
The communications staff officer stood by the door, lowered his head and said: "The telegram sent back from the front by the Fifth Flying Group is extremely urgent!"
Lorraine nodded, and then explained to everyone present: "The Fifth Flying Group was destroyed in a war fortress at the front today, and the captain led the team to investigate.
Just read it."
That last sentence was said to the staff officer.
Lester let out a long sigh, a look of pity flashed across his face.
Although he had been used to life and death after two consecutive years of war, knowing that the victims were Maple Leaf Danlin people always made him feel very sad and regretful.
But then, a look of determination appeared on his face: without bloodshed and sacrifice, there would be no freedom and peace~!
At this time, I heard the young communications officer agree, and then read loudly: ""At 5 o'clock in the afternoon, the Fifth Flying Group discovered a terrifying number of monsters moving southward in the 25th and 44th areas..."
‘The numbers are terrifying?’ After hearing this, everyone couldn’t help but smile at each other and didn’t take it seriously: The front line encountered and fought monsters every day. The number of monsters they faced at any time was terrifying?
However, the power of machine guns, artillery, incendiary bombs and flamethrowers is more terrifying. It is enough to eliminate them before they get close.
At this moment, I heard the communications staff continue to say: "Visually estimated that the monster group is more than ten miles long and five or six miles wide."
Everyone in the room suddenly took a breath.
It is ten miles long and five or six miles wide, covering an area of more than fifteen square kilometers.
Now as the largest base of the coalition forces in the wilderness, Camp Sailfish is only half the size, about seven to eight square kilometers, but it is already fully packed with 80,000 people.
These are all living people, with residences and living spaces. There are also military warehouses and docks.
If they were all bugs, Lorraine estimated in his mind that fifteen square kilometers would be fifteen million square meters, even if calculated as one death knell beetle per square meter...
"The total number exceeds 10 million~!" Before he could finish the calculation, Lester had already spoken out for the lord.
The Forbidden Curse Mage was also stunned by the huge number. He looked at the table in front of him and continued muttering: "Even if we fold it in half, it's still five million."
This huge number breaks through everyone's psychological bottom line.
Obachm next to him looked at Lorraine with an expression of disbelief and said: "How could there be so many~!
Where do so many monsters come from? What do they eat and drink? Who can control so many monsters at once?"
Obham's question is also on everyone's mind. In a barren and cold place like the wasteland, where will there be enough food to feed these tens of millions of monsters?
Even gnawing grass roots is not enough.
Everyone couldn't help but fell silent for a while.
Immediately, Obachum reacted, gritted his teeth, and said bitterly: "The High Priest of the Undead, this must have been done by the High Priest of the Undead again."
Lester also came back to his senses at this time, gave him a fierce look, and said angrily: "Aren't you talking nonsense? Who do you care who caused it? Now that they have appeared, we are now
The first thing to do is to think about how to eliminate them."
Obachm had been bickering with Lester all his life. Hearing his sarcasm, he didn't take it seriously in his heart. Instead, he sneered. Then he banged the table and yelled with murderous intent: "Is there any need to think about this? Send all of us."
War fortresses, bring all the incendiary bombs and heavy bombs, burn them all, kill them all~!
Completely wipe these evil creatures from the face of the earth~!"
As a messenger of the God of Light, what he hates most are those dark creatures.
Archduke Julius pulled over the map and found the 25th and 44th areas divided by longitude and latitude lines on the map. Then he picked up the pencil next to him and drew a square on it according to the scale. Then he shook his head and said: "I'm afraid it will be difficult."
Ah, even if all the air force is deployed, it may not be possible."
Lorraine looked at the map and pondered for a while, then said: "It is impossible to eliminate them all in a short time. What's more..."
As he spoke, he picked up a pencil very skillfully and drew a huge black arrow on the map. The direction pointed by the arrow was the forward position of the human coalition.
On the map, you can see that the strength of the human coalition is extremely weak compared to the monsters.
Lorraine reached out and briefly compared the distance between the two sides on the map, then threw away the pencil, stood up straight, and said: "What's more... they are only about a hundred miles away from our front line.
For monsters, it may only be a day and night, which is very dangerous, very dangerous.
Our troops on the front line are too scattered, we must withdraw them all first~!"
Grand Duke Julius looked down at the map and thought for a few seconds. Finally, he nodded and confirmed Lorraine's idea and said, "Where do you plan to evacuate them?"
Lorraine pointed to a red dot on the map and said: "Here, the second military station."
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Commander Patrick Jennings stayed for a long time while looking at the emergency telegram sent by Captain Evan Natz of the 3rd Pig Head Group of the Air Force.
He turned his head blankly and looked at the officers and staff on his left and right, and said, "Aren't those grandsons in the Air Force joking with us?"
Battalion Commander Worster touched his forehead to make sure he was not dreaming. As if asking a question, he said, "Isn't it possible? Those bastards are not so bold."
Captain Zhannings touched the hard stubble on his mouth and said blankly: "Who told me how many there should be?"
The officers looked at each other. Their math skills were not as good as Lester's.
The last logistics staff officer picked up the pen and did some rough calculations on the paper.
Looking at the huge calculated number, he was startled for a moment, then shook his head with a wry smile, as if he had seen something ridiculous, and said with a smile: "How is that possible? I must have made a mistake in my calculations."
Then change the paper and start calculating again.
Later, looking at the final figure, the logistics staff was very surprised and said: "Why is the calculation wrong again?"
Although he was smiling like this, his tone couldn't help but tremble.
He bent down on the table and began to calculate patiently again.
When I got that result, I unconsciously turned extremely pale. But my face had completely changed. My writing hand was trembling. My expression was horrified. I kept saying: "This is impossible, impossible."
Captain Zhannings impatiently grabbed the calculation result and said: "How much is it? Hiss..."
Looking at the numbers above, he took a deep breath and said in a voiceless voice: "Fifteen million? How is it possible? Your kid's math was taught by a physical education teacher?"
Captain Zhannings cursed angrily while balling up the paper and hitting the staff member hard.
The logistics staff member shook his head blankly and said with a sad face: "I've calculated it three times and it's the same result."
Captain Zhannings raised his leg and kicked him and said: "Get out of here. You are a bunch of idiots. None of them can make me worry. Even if you do arithmetic, I have to do it myself."
While cursing, he picked up his pen and began to calculate by himself.
Then...then he looked at the result and stared at the result in a daze. He said: "This is impossible. How can we fight this battle? The bullets in our entire division are not as many as the number of monsters."
The officers next to them also grinned.
They simply cannot imagine what it would be like to have more than 10 million people, but everyone knows that the entire population of the Ruman Empire is only a little over 100 million.
These monsters are really crazy. They used a number equivalent to one-tenth of the population of the Ruman Empire to attack them at one time.
Thinking of this, Battalion Commander Worster next to him shivered and said nervously: "What should we do?"
Captain Zhannings licked his dry lips and said in a deep voice: "Why panic? The sky hasn't fallen yet. Lord Luo must have a solution. We just wait for the order."
Although he also wanted to lead the entire regiment to turn around and escape, without military orders, this would be an escape from the battlefield. If he was caught, he would be shot on the spot. There would be no hesitation.
There was a sudden silence in the regiment headquarters.
"Telegram from headquarters~!" At this moment, a messenger hurried in.
Captain Zhannings jumped up and grabbed the telegram. After taking a look at it, he fell weakly on his seat. He wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, exhaled a long breath and said: "Thank God, the division commander ordered all troops to throw away the telegram."
Get rid of all unnecessary things and retreat to the No. 2 Military Station as quickly as possible."
Battalion Commander Worster sincerely praised: "The teacher is wise."
Captain Zhannings stamped his feet and cursed loudly at the officers in the camp: "What are you doing standing still? Go back quickly, take your people with you, and run!"
mbd~! Seeing that the enemy is about to rush forward..."
Amidst his dirty words, all the officers rushed out with their heads in their hands.
Battalion Commander Worster rushed back to the first battalion's station at a fast pace. He did not summon the officers to convey the order. Instead, he roared in the camp and said: "Everyone, gather within five minutes and prepare to move."
Following his order, there was a sudden panic in the camp.
The soldiers of the Skeleton Division quickly packed their sleeping bags, put on their backpacks, and gathered in the camp with their weapons.
After several hundred people lined up, Battalion Commander Worster shouted loudly: "The division headquarters ordered to retreat south. The situation is urgent. Throw away everything that is not necessary. Only keep two days of rations for each person. Quick, quick~
!”
Although the soldiers of the Skeleton Division were confused and didn't know what was going on, looking at the battalion commander's urgent shouting as if his buttocks were on fire, they all realized that the situation was urgent and opened their backpacks one after another, throwing away some sundries and
Surplus military cans.
Battalion Commander Worster anxiously walked back and forth in front of the queue, only to find that many soldiers' backpacks were still bulging. Later, they would have to play a long-distance race with insects, and if they lost, they would die.
He stood in front of a soldier and said with a dark face: "Private, what happened to your backpack? Didn't you hear the order?"
Weir grimaced and argued: "But, sir, these are all insect parts, which can be exchanged for money."
Battalion Commander Worster almost got close to Weir's face and roared angrily: "I order you to throw them away. Throw them away immediately."
Weir's eyes glanced at the company commander and asked him for help. This could be regarded as the common wealth of the whole company.
Seeing this, the company commander stepped forward and whispered: "Boss, this thing is not heavy."
Battalion Commander Worster gritted his teeth angrily and said loudly: "You little bastards. How long have you been thinking about this little money?
There are more than 10 million bugs rushing towards you more than a hundred miles behind. If you run a step slower, just wait and feed the bugs."
The atmosphere in the camp seemed to be frozen for an instant, and even the sound of breathing could not be heard. The soldiers were stunned by his words.
One thousand...ten million bugs?
During the daytime battle, more than 10,000 bugs were killed and everyone was frightened. If it weren't for the help of the war fortress, the entire army would have been wiped out.
And now, there are actually more than 10 million insects...
Just thinking about that situation is enough to scare people to the point where their scalp is numb and a cold wind is blowing from the tail bone upwards.
In order to prevent the army from being obsessed with money but not their lives, Battalion Commander Worster simply ordered the company commander to light a fire with kerosene. Then he ordered: "Burn all your fucking things for me.
"
Weir hugged his backpack and looked at the fire. He couldn't help crying, almost crying.
Kil cursed nearby, snatched his backpack, and threw all the insect limbs into the fire.
Will screamed, jumped up, and immediately rushed to the fire to snatch it back.
Several people nearby quickly held him down.
Seeing this, the others had no choice but to endure their heartache and throw all the trophies in their bags into the fire and burn them.
When they were marching south in a queue with empty backpacks on their backs, Weir looked mournfully at the burning fire where his last loot was, and complained to Kiel: "This trip has been in vain again.
"
Keir kicked him angrily and said, "Then you stay and don't leave. There are ten million of them behind you. If you can catch them all, you will become the richest man in the world."
Will rubbed his thighs and muttered: "I'm not stupid."
The entire Skeleton Division abandoned everything they could, carrying only two days' worth of rations and weapons, and retreated south as quickly as possible under the cold night of the wasteland.
That night, the whole battalion saw an unforgettable scene. Hundreds of war fortresses with anti-collision lights on, shining like stars in the sky, whizzed past their heads.
The soldiers of the Skeleton Division who saw this scene did not expect that the deputy commander-in-chief of the coalition forces, Lord Lorraine, was on the war fortress above them at this moment.
Lorraine looked at the light of the torches on the ground and realized that below was the skeleton division at the front. He thought to himself: I wonder if their two legs can outrun the eight legs of the death knell beetle.
Immediately, the faint light of the torch flashed past.
In the night sky, all the war fortresses that the coalition air force could mobilize at this moment were filled with bombs and incendiary bombs, flying northward.
Only the red, green and yellow anti-collision lights were shining brightly in the sky.
Half an hour later, Lorraine saw his target. The Fifth Flying Group used incendiary bombs and bombs to clearly mark the monster group.
The frontmost war fort dropped flares, illuminating the ground for miles around.
Despite being mentally prepared, Lorraine was still so surprised that she couldn't open her mouth from ear to ear when she saw the swarm of monsters on the ground like a sea wave.
Sir Alex once watched the scene of a tsunami sweeping through the town on TV, and at that time he praised the greatness of the power of nature without any emotion.
The rolling seawater covered the ground and swept forward with an unstoppable force. Wherever it passed, houses collapsed instantly and were caught in the tsunami.
And these waves composed of monsters are more powerful than tsunamis.
"It's begun." The guard next to him whispered in Lorraine's ear.
Lorraine looked down. Under the dazzling light of the flares, the war fortresses in the formation began to break away in order, flying over the monsters in small groups to drop bombs.
The first batch of incendiary bombs fell from the sky, fell into the crowd of monsters, and raised several gorgeous fire dragons.
The flames of the incendiary bombs rose dozens of meters high, illuminating the surrounding ground. In the flames, various monsters could be clearly seen hurriedly avoiding them.
The first batch of incendiary bombs dropped had not yet been extinguished, and the second batch of incendiary bombs lit up in another direction.
Hundreds of war fortresses roared across the battlefield, swooping down, dropping bombs, pulling up, forming formations, and then swooping down again... Dozens of fire dragons crisscrossed the battlefield, and the entire land was burning.
The monsters on the ground were screaming and running away, running everywhere.
Occasionally, the bomb would light up like a blooming flower, flashing through the flames, followed by a thunderous explosion, as if it was like hell.
The flames lit up the sky and also illuminated the flying war fortress.
Lorraine's No. 1 aircraft also entered the battle. First, it dived rapidly, opened its magazine at a height of 300 meters above the ground, and dropped incendiary bombs.
When the magazine was opened, a hot and choking breath rushed into the war fortress, as if it could burn a person's face dry.
The incendiary bomb exploded a fire dragon more than ten meters wide. In the rolling flames, Lorraine saw with his own eyes that the burning monster was still running forward like a rolling fireball.
Many of them were unknown monsters as big as cows, and obviously there were more than just death knell beetles among them.
At this time, countless cyan light balls suddenly rose from the dazzling flames on the ground, and quickly attacked the war fortress where the bomb was being dropped.
Someone shouted: "Be careful~!"
The War Fortress quickly turned at a large angle to avoid the attack of the light ball. The strong inertia caused the people in the War Fortress to roll to the ground. Lord Lorraine held on to the table to prevent him from falling.
As many as twenty or thirty light balls flew past the formation and fell to the ground in the distance. It was obvious that the enemy was also beating them randomly.
Lord Lorraine's heart sank. The enemy did have things that could be used as artillery, and there were quite a lot of them. Although he didn't know how the undead did it, he had to be on guard against them.
However, due to the threat of ground firepower, other war fortresses did not drop that low anymore, and no one wanted to make the same mistake as the unlucky guy who was shot down.
The bombing lasted for forty minutes. After all the bombs were dropped, the flying troops regrouped in the air and quickly left south. They had more important tasks. (To be continued...)