The nurse was busy going back and forth, and Van Persie's condition was not very good.
Major General Li Lie stood in front of Van Persie's bed, looking at the man who couldn't move, his limbs were twisted and deformed, and even his face was collapsed. He cried silently like this. He couldn't even say a word of comfort.
Because he understands this kind of pain, and he has shed such tears, not just once, but three times.
After all, they have been stationed in Iron Blood City for twenty years, right
There are some things that you don’t want to recall but are the hardest to forget. Some wounds cannot be comforted or healed.
People who have never been on the battlefield or experienced losing a comrade before their eyes will not understand or understand it.
"Call my adjutant to come in." Li Lie's eyes met Van Persie's teary eyes and he said this.
Yes, Van Persie is a strong general. If he had not experienced this disaster, he would have been promoted to lieutenant colonel within two years.
Li Lie could see the reluctance in Van Persie's tearful eyes and the fierce fighting spirit. Facing such a passionate and passionate warrior, the best reward is fulfillment.
The adjutant came to the ward, stood respectfully beside Li Lie, and cast a sympathetic look at Van Persie, who was injured and crippled on the bed.
"Five top-notch cell recovery potions. Three bottles of muscle nutrients. Three micro-current nerve repair devices, combined with two nerve recovery potions. This is the most basic treatment I requested for Van Persie." Li Lie ordered word for word. .
This was different from the roar outside the ward just now. Since it was addressed to the adjutant, it was equivalent to his military order.
"Commander Li, I'm afraid this will be difficult to do. This time the battle has spread over a large area, and the seriously injured senior colonel also has a lot of our resources." The adjutant showed a troubled look on his face.
He didn't lie, the battle this time was very different, there was a foreign figure in the middle! The identity of this alien race is still difficult to confirm and involves many complicated things.
The most important thing is that the casualties are really serious.
"I don't care about this. In terms of tragedy, who can be more tragic than Van Persie's Iron Blood Team? Moreover, he has made such a great contribution and captured the only foreign race. If the share is really not enough, advance it from my future share, I don't care what you use What can I do? In short, I can't mistreat my heroes." Li Lie's words were very calm, but he couldn't resist every word.
The adjutant understood the style of his commander. If he continued speaking, he would have to bear the wrath of the thunder. Besides, the commander was willing to make such sacrifices and try his best to get this thing done.
"Yes." Thinking of this, the adjutant gave a military salute and responded to the order loudly.
Li Lie nodded, came to Van Persie's bed, and said, "You will fully recover. I'm afraid the battle will be endless. The City of Steel and Blood is waiting for you to return."
Van Persie looked at the major general in front of him. He was in his forties and almost the youngest fifth-level Purple Moon warrior.
The idol of many people in Steel Blood City, including the city wall where he is stationed, he has the strongest combat power in the five-kilometer stretch.
Yes, only the fifth level can become the highest combat effectiveness of the five-kilometer section of the city wall. The five kilometers of Steel Blood City should not be underestimated.
After all, at least half of the human combatants are stationed in the Iron Blood City. Even within a short five-kilometer area, there are countless masters. If you want to stand out, you need hard skills.
There are many legends about this major general, and Van Persie witnessed it with his own eyes today.
If he hadn't taken action and single-handedly killed three alien masters and dispersed tens of thousands of Aotuor tiger and cattle beasts, mankind would have suffered a disastrous defeat in the Iron Blood City, and then no one knew how many lives they would have to pay. Only then can we defend the city wall.
When he captured a young commander of a foreign race and was about to be trampled into a puddle of mud in the face of hundreds of Aotuor tiger and oxen beasts, it was this legendary major general who saved him again.
Van Persie can never forget the long knife in his hand. Just like in a story from ancient China, there was an outstanding general who used a long knife called the Yanyue Knife.
With a wave of the broadsword, countless wind blades exploded instantly with fiery red flames.
Hundreds of Aotuoer tigers and oxen beasts suddenly fell to the ground, killing and injuring countless men. This is what a hero should be!
If the major general had an iron-blooded side on the battlefield, standing in front of his hospital bed at this time was a tough man with a tender side.
Major General Li Lie understands himself! He understood his determination to return to the Blood City of Steel and return to the battlefield.
Van Persie tried hard to nod, but unfortunately he couldn't do this action. He could only make one syllable from his throat.
"I understand." Li Lie stopped the excited Van Persie.
At this time, the adjutant had already walked up to Major General Li Lie and said softly: "The meeting has been convened by three marshals. General, you must go immediately."
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"The identity of the alien race has not yet been determined. We are currently conducting genetic comparisons. We will determine the identity of the alien race within a week." In the serious conference room, a gentle lieutenant general made the final summary of his report.
He is not a combatant, but a technologist.
For the sudden appearance of a new alien race, scientists must do quick and accurate research without hesitation.
The world outside Steel Blood City has become increasingly complex, and any slight laxity by humans in any aspect will lead to devastating results.
"Hmm." The lieutenant general of science and technology finished his report. On the three large screens at the meeting, one of the marshals wearing a steel mask made a noncommittal sound.
The identity of the marshal is kept secret, which is the consensus of Steel Blood City.
Their position is too important. In order to avoid trouble, it is necessary to focus on assassination or something.
After all, the people in the Iron Blood City have long put away their arrogance and arrogance of being the strongest human beings. After the Purple Moon Era, humans have long since dared not call themselves the strongest on this planet.
The lieutenant general sat down.
The atmosphere in the entire conference room seemed a bit solemn.
The City of Steel Blood has faced too many battles, including some unimaginably powerful creatures, but with its unyielding will, the supreme combat power of humans, and some super-tech weapons.
Steel Blood City has survived these difficulties.
In fact, after experiencing all this, the soldiers are no longer very afraid of powerful creatures. What they are afraid of is the emergence of alien races that have the same intelligence as humans and have formed an organization.
The underground race is a proven one. If it is a new one, it is news like a bolt from the blue.
Now that the first bolt from the blue has fallen, how can the atmosphere in the conference room not be solemn.
"In times of disaster, dazzling heroes will inevitably appear. Within the city walls, those idle forces that enjoy fighting among themselves should stop for a while." Among the three large screens, the one on the right, under the steel The marshal, whose mask had a star carved on it, spoke.
"I agree. The light of a hero cannot be concealed. It must have been dazzling since childhood. However, they should not be consumed in internal fighting. I suggest that Steel Blood City use the Supreme Recruitment Order." Previously, to the Lieutenant General The report was noncommittal, and the man on the left of the three large screens also spoke. The moon was carved on his mask, but it was not a purple moon, but a yellow moon.
"Then, the matter is decided. Use the Supreme Recruitment Order to ask all the major forces to hand over their most talented teenagers. These teenagers will be organized into three top-secret legions to participate in the battle of Steel Blood City." Sankuai. On the big screen, the marshal in the middle also spoke. The radiant sun was engraved on his mask. It seemed that he also had the highest power, and he had already made a decision as soon as he opened his mouth.
Li Lie was sitting in an inconspicuous corner of the conference room. As a major general, it was impossible for him to attend such a meeting. The only reason he was here was because the battle took place in the section of the city wall under his jurisdiction.
Just listening to the decisions of the three marshals, Li Lie couldn't help but feel a sense of absurdity in his heart.
Damn, such a big thing happened, the intelligent alien race! It seems that it can also control the ferocious beasts outside the city wall! The marshal's decision was not to urgently mobilize the high-end combat power of mankind, but to form a youth league
Is this the case that the marshal is thinking long-term and he is short-sighted? Or is it that the marshals did not realize the seriousness of the matter at all, and they still wanted to train some young people. Do they have to be severely beaten to wake up
Those teenagers? The internal fighting within the city walls is enough to temper them! The battle in Steel Blood City is no child’s play!
But Li Lie would never speak his inner thoughts. Obedience is the nature of a soldier, and his level was not high enough for him to raise objections in such a meeting.
If there are senior officials who think the same as him, they will naturally have questions.
But strangely, those generals who were qualified to raise objections were all silent. After half a minute of silence, only one gray-haired general asked a question: "Selection mechanism?"
The meaning of these four words is very simple. What method should be used to select three top-secret youth groups
"We just need to issue the Supreme Recruitment Order. The selection mechanism, those boring people inside the wall have already figured out. There will be a so-called qualifying competition next year, and the results are very fair and convincing. Just press Let’s make the selection based on the results of the qualifying round.” It was still the marshal in the middle who made the decision.
The admiral nodded and suggested: "For the sake of absolute results, I suggest that the Supreme Recruitment Order be issued after the trials start. Otherwise, those guys will be unwilling to send out their strongest geniuses for various reasons."
"Yeah." This is what the three marshals meant.
At this time, the Moon Marshal spoke again: "I suggest that another No. 1 recruitment order be issued to expand the scope of recruitment to include forces in the safe zone. Purple Moon warriors, quasi-Purple Moon warriors, elite warriors, ordinary warriors, etc." We must also make adjustments and regulations for the quota of soldiers. In addition, we must also make adjustments to organizations and individuals including mercenary groups and free mercenaries.”
"Sorry to interrupt." At this time, Marshal Sun also spoke: "I have unified the recruitment order No. 1. But some organizations and individuals should not move for the time being. The situation is not that bad yet."
"We also need to retain some fire. The Iron Blood City is important, but don't humans have more important things?"
"Yes." Marshal Moon seemed to think for a moment, and after two seconds of silence, he agreed with Marshal Sun's opinion.
But even if they attend the same meeting, some words can only be understood by marshals and generals, including a few lieutenant generals.
Li Lie did not understand what Marshal Sun meant.
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(End of chapter)