All the Serbs still on the ground in Belgrade were looking up at the sky and paying close attention to the battle situation.
In this time and space, everyone knows that the outcome of the battle between the goddesses is likely to affect the outcome of the war. There are many strong ones who can defeat the goddesses and come back, but in such a situation, the winner often pays an extremely serious price.
A loss cannot be called a victory at all.
For example, the famous Hannibal classmate.
Therefore, the battle situation in the air affected everyone's hearts. Everyone saw the conspicuous blue machine rushing towards the Austrian goddess who seemed to be the king of the sky. They also saw the two entangled together and saw the Austrian goddess who had been protecting Austria.
Kamiki's shiny gadgets were all destroyed in an instant.
At first, the Serbians thought that Marshal Radomini had won the victory. They gave out loud cheers and threw everything they could find into the sky. However, subsequent developments quickly cooled their enthusiasm.
The Austrians were obviously able to fly on their own, but Marshal Radomini could only be pulled back by another dark green goddess.
A gloomy cloud hung over the heads of the Serbians, and the weak-willed people had already begun to cry, praying that the Austrian girls would not slaughter them too hard when they descended from the sky, and that they would be lucky enough to escape the butcher's knife.
However, there are also people who are concentrating on doing their own things.
"This is a foxhound." The Oriental man disguised as a gypsy did not look at the sky at all. He reported somewhere in a low voice while walking quickly through the alleys of Belgrade. "Visually confirmed that a 'little thing' fell on me.
Nearby. On the way."
"Copy that." A female voice came from the Oriental's earphones, "Take it back immediately. The British have also taken action. Be careful."
"May I use weapons, Miss Keshen?"
The voice in the earphones was silent for a while before replying: "Yes, as the supreme commander on site, I authorize you to use all weapons to attack all targets you deem necessary. Also, don't call me Miss Kaishen, my code name is
Suzuran. This is the Ministry of Intelligence’s first field operation. Don’t screw it up and make the Gestapo laugh. They are watching in the dark.”
"Don't worry." The Easterner took out his gun, screwed on the silencer, and pulled the bolt to load the gun.
At this time, he turned a corner and met the British gentleman who was running out of breath.
"Well……"
The Foxhound knocked down the Englishman with one shot. The Serb passing by looked like he was going to scream, so he turned his arm and shot him.
Then the fox hound quickly passed over the two corpses and climbed over the low earth wall in front of them.
The goal is right in front of you.
But squatting next to her was a little girl with braids.
The foxhound was stunned for a moment, then put down his gun. He took out a small prop pretending to be a gypsy from his pocket and handed it to the little girl.
The little girl was attracted by the beautiful gadget and left the guide product on the ground. She took two steps towards the foxhound. The foxhound took a step forward, put the gadget into the girl's hand, and then picked up the guide product on the ground.
Force equipment, two shots destroyed the force-guiding wings, leaving only the main body equipped with fire weapons.
He wrapped the main body in his arms and stuffed it into his arms, then turned around and made a "shh" gesture to the little girl.
Then he turned around and left like the wind.
**
Back to the sky.
Although the leaders of both sides have temporarily withdrawn from the game, the girls on both sides are still fighting fiercely, and the Serbian girls are fierce. Although the number is relatively small, they did not lose to the Hungarians at all.
Selina returned to the station with the seriously injured Radomini.
"Sorry, I couldn't kill Conrad..." Radomini said to Selina in a weak voice.
"Stop talking." Selina shook her head at her. "We have already sent people to destroy the small fallen devices. If the intelligence is correct, Conrad will need some time to adapt to another batch of new devices."
The reason for this is that the force-guiding equipment is not the product of standardized production on the assembly line. Each has its own unique details. Even if it is made by the same craftsman, the details are often very different. General force-guiding equipment is not the same.
There will be difficulties in use due to this kind of detail issue, but the "floating cannons" used by Conrad have very high requirements for sensing precision, and you have to adapt to them again when changing a batch.
So Selina told Radomini this to reassure the marshal, stop talking and concentrate on letting the doctor treat the wound.
But Radomini did not shut up as she wished.
"It's useless. I won't live long. Rather than weakening quickly and dying like a mummy, it's better to die heroically like this. And..." Radomini smiled. "I know this injury. No one can cure it. I lost blood."
It’s already too much.”
Although Conrad did not pull out her knife and leave Radomini in the end, and although Conrad's knife did not have anything like a blood tank according to the traditional etiquette of battles between gods and goddesses, Radomini was still "carrying" it.
Excessive blood loss occurred during the process.
She stretched out her hand, held Selena's hand tightly, and said with her last strength.
"Serbia, I will leave it to you to protect it. Remember, our population is small to begin with, so... we cannot waste the lives of our citizens casually. Even if we defeat the Austro-Hungarian Empire, if our own blood is also shed, then there is still
What’s the point?”
"Stop talking...I..."
"Although I still don't like you now, no one else has the power to unite Serbia, only you...so, no matter what happens in the future, you have to..."
The old marshal's voice stopped suddenly. Her hands lost their strength, let go, and fell on the stretcher. Her head tilted to one side weakly. Only her eyes remained open, as if she still wanted to convey those things that were yet to come.
A will that can be conveyed through words.
Selina was surprised, not because of the marshal's death. She had imagined such a situation countless times. She was surprised because she found that she was not ecstatic and did not need to act for the occasion. Tears just flowed down her cheeks.
Then, anger dominated her heart.
"Austrians!" she cursed through gritted teeth, "your empire will definitely collapse! You will all go to hell!"
She immediately threw the old marshal's instructions behind her and shouted: "I will fight you to the death today!"
**
Conrad landed on the battleship in a panic, gasping for air.
The paralysis had spread to her entire arm, which seriously distracted her. She decided to let the doctor take a good look and do some treatment.
Anyway, Radomini is dead. The number of Serbian goddesses is already small, and their equipment is still poor, so they won't be able to dance for long.
The battle has been decided.
Although it took a lot of work this time, the final victory will still belong to her, Conrad, and the aura of military genius that surrounds her will become even more dazzling, and she will also be given the title of a brave warrior.
Thinking of this, Conrad's mood quickly improved.
She decided to tend to the injury on the deck, so that she could admire the Serbian defeat while doing so.
At this time, the voice of an Austro-Hungarian goddess with far-sightedness came over the radio: "Marshal, two air fleets were spotted approaching from the northeast and northwest!"
"What?" Conrad was shocked. "It's impossible. We didn't receive the news that Britain decided to join the war! This... no, absolutely not. We haven't decided the winner yet. This is absolutely impossible.
of!"
She threw the wireless phone to the orderly, grabbed the telescope and ran to the side of the ship. When she reached the railing, she stretched her neck and looked into the distance.
At first he only saw a sea of clouds, and the altocumulus clouds piled up like mountain peaks seemed to indicate that a new storm was about to hit.
Then, she saw something reflecting the sunlight next to the altocumulus clouds, and her heart tightened suddenly.
"Impossible..." It seemed that she still couldn't accept this status quo. "Greece and Bulgaria are just showing off to reassure Serbia. They can't possibly send their own Shenji troops before the Serbians have proven that they can block our Shenji attacks!
"
At this moment, something took off from the two flying fleets, which could only see small black dots in the telescope.
It was a firework that exploded into the sky with the blue and white striped cross flag of Greece, and then another firework exploded in the sky, with the crown pattern representing Bulgaria appearing on the blue background.
"this……"
Conrad's expression froze, giving the impression that she didn't know what expression to show at this time, so her facial muscles were in a state of panic.
At this time, her orderly ran to her and handed her the radio microphone again.
Conrad roughly grabbed the microphone and asked, "What's the matter?"
"Marshal, I think I saw several other airships in the west. They didn't fly towards us, they just stopped at the extreme visual range. I think... that painting... should be sent by the Royal Knights of Malta.
The regimental painting..."
"Ah ha ha ha..." Conrad laughed like a convulsion, "So that's what happened... So that's what happened!"
Conrad was not stupid. She almost immediately realized what was happening outside the battlefield in the huge exchange called the International Society.
The British are not yet planning to directly participate in the war, but they have apparently provided some kind of guarantee to Bulgaria and Greece.
"I asked you where did you get the courage? It turns out you borrowed it from the British!"
"Marshal" Since Conrad did not take away the microphone, these words were heard by all the Austro-Hungarian goddesses equipped with radios. One of them asked, "What should we do now?"
"Now?"
"Even if we add Bulgaria and Greece, we are only in balance in terms of numbers. We..."
"If I can't take off, who will deal with that red-haired warrior from Greece?"
"this……"
Conrad sighed heavily.
"Retreat," she said tiredly, "We have been tricked by the whole world."