Edge of the Apocalypse

Chapter 177: Military Diary

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"According to your report, after entering the ant's nest, Ye Feng and Mod's teams went to support the other three teams, while your team mainly attacked the ant queen, but this?" Windsor Bello asked.

Allen nodded.

"Then have you ever thought that if the three teams attack together, the time to take down the Ant Queen will be greatly shortened?" Windsor Bello asked again.

Allen said: "That's true, but at that time Hubble's three teams..."

"That's the problem." Windsor Bello sneered and said, "Hubble's third team is unwilling to cooperate first. If I lead the team, such teammates will be cheated if they are cheated. Don't even think about me dividing up troops to rescue them. And the joint efforts of the other two With the strength of the team, the battle can be ended as soon as possible. And when the queen is punished, the knife ants will disperse, which is equivalent to helping Hubble's three teams. If they can't hold on for this time, they deserve to die. "

Allen was speechless, he now somewhat understood his teacher's fighting style.

"Alan, you have to understand that there has never been a war of immortality in this world. No matter how good a general is, there is no guarantee that a battle will end without any injuries. All they can do is to minimize the damage in battle. It is cruel. In the eyes of commanders, war is often a numbers game. Gains and losses are measured only by numbers.” Windsor Bello looked at the huge fireball on the horizon with her hands clasped behind her hands: “No one is perfect, even Famous generals, after their illustrious fame, are also burdened with darkness and crimes that are not humane. The reason why they are called famous generals rather than war criminals is because their achievements and credits are far greater than the blood their hands have caused."

"As long as the brilliance is bright enough, who will care about the shadows under the light. As a general, look for the target, and move forward boldly towards the target. As for those minor details, don't worry about it." Speaking of this, Windsor Bello lightly He said with a smile: "I know why I have been able to take the lead all these years. That old man Kapullo can only eat the dust? It is because I know what I want to do, and Kaprow has every level of concern. Of course, I am determined to forge ahead, and a large part of it is The reason is also that the foundation is not as deep as Capulo's."

"But I don't think there's anything wrong with it. If you can't fly freely in life, you always have to count every step. What's the fun in that?"

Allen looked at the Marshal.

The setting sun cast a layer of bright red light on her body, and that layer of red light burned and danced like a flame, just like the life of Windsor Bello.

He seemed to know a little more about Windsor Bello.

"By the way, this is for you." Windsor Bello handed over a thick book: "This is my military diary, which records some incidents of fighting against aliens over the years. Read more if you have time, just I haven’t categorized them systematically, so it might look a little messy.”

Allen took it happily: "It's okay, I'm used to it."

Hughton didn't have the habit of step-by-step when instructing him on the Rubik's Cube sequence. With another Windsor Bello, Allen felt that the problem was not too big. What's more, this notebook with the army records the important experience of Windsor Bello's confrontation with the Jotuns. This is knowledge that cannot be learned in textbooks, and it will help Allen in understanding aliens and fighting them. Estimated benefits.

Putting away the notes, Allen said, "Is the teacher leaving tomorrow?"

"Well, I will meet with that old man Lu Sen tonight, and I have to go back to the defense line tomorrow." Windsor Bello said casually.

"Last time I heard

Colonel Bailey said that the interstellar defense line has been a little tight recently? "

"It's nothing special, just those interstellar bandits from the Nirm people, they can't pass my level." Windsor Bello said confidently.

Hearing what she said, Allen felt relieved.

"Go get busy and continue to practice and improve here. After two years, you can return to the family to serve or stay in the army. It's still a long time, and it's not too late to think about it. I still want to continue here alone. Stay for a while, don't worry about me." Windsor Bello hugged her knees and sat down on the rooftop, leaving Allen with a peaceful and beautiful back.

Allen left quietly.

When he returned to the dormitory, he couldn't wait to open the diary. The first page is written in Windsor Bellow's slightly scribbled handwriting, and the whole article records her joy when she first joined the army. Looking at the date column of the diary, it was already eight years ago. At that time, Windsor Bellow had just passed her 12th birthday, and had joined the federal army as the number one recruit in overall strength. At that time, perhaps no one knew that this little girl would become the most dazzling star over Babylon in the future.

After flipping through two or three pages, the diary in Allen's hand accidentally fell to the ground. On that page of the diary, there was a picture of the Blade Demon, just the big head, the small and ridiculous body, the triangular eyes and the exaggerated arm blades. It makes this diary page look more like a child's doodle than a record about the devil.

Although in this seemingly graffiti-like picture, the physical characteristics of the Blade Demon are described with professionalism, terminology and precise data.

Scroll down, there are a lot of graffiti. Allen finally affirmed that Windsor Bello may not be a genius in any field. At least in terms of painting, her talent is really pitiful...

Otherwise, why does the drawing on a page of the recent diary look exactly the same as the graffiti eight years ago, and there is no improvement at all.

And even if the painting skills are not good, looking at the entire diary, if you record a certain alien in a graphical way like this, or the number of battles is very frequent, you can see Windsor Bello's unyielding personality.

It makes Windsor Bellow a little cute.

As soon as such thoughts floated in his mind, Allen shook his head. Anyone who thinks their teacher is cute is probably the source of the tragedy.

Leaving aside the childish graffiti, the value of Windsor Bellow's diary is still enormous. Especially the records of the aliens, including the data of some of the strong men in these races, opened Allen's horizons. As for those battles, the strategy used by Windsor Bellow is often unexpected. It is not difficult to see from these battles that Windsor Bello is definitely not a commander who likes to follow the routine. If you want to counter by studying her past strategies, it will not work at all.

In these strategies, Alan used himself to save others, if he was the opponent of Marshal Tanlang. Facing Windsor Bello's endless tricks, the final victory rate will not exceed 20%, which is a pitifully small number.

On this day, Allen looked at this notebook and almost forgot to sleep. While learning, without actually knowing it himself, he was becoming the person who knew Windsor Bello best.

The next day, Windsor Bello left as expected. Next, Allen spent his days training and going out on missions. During this period, he completed the sequence production of two Mowu

. When the flaming gauntlet and brutal slaughter were in the hands of Willick and Broy, even the unsmiling guy like the highlander couldn't help raising an arc at the corner of his mouth. As for Willick, he went directly to the big playground to pull people to practice boxing.

As for whether anyone is willing to practice alone with Willick who is using the fire glove, that is not in Alan's consideration.

A month passed in a blink of an eye.

In May, Pluto has become extremely hot. During the day, even the dry ground will erupt a small fire for no reason. This makes all kinds of reconnaissance and lurking actions must be extremely careful, because if you are not careful, you may be scorched by the ground torch.

Allen was lying on the top of a high hill, his chest and even all the body parts that were close to the ground were hot and unbearable. The high temperature on the surface almost turned him into a barbecue. Allen ignored the various discomforts he felt and moved a telescope to his eyes. Using binoculars to look at a rolling hill hundreds of meters away on the left side of the slope, there are more than a dozen knife ants scattered around.

The telescope moved for a while, and when it stopped, Allen's sight fell on a place two hundred meters away on the south side of the hill. A ground-drilling worm entered the field of vision of the telescope, and there were several knife ants beside the big bug. It seemed that the knife ants were escorting the ground-drilling worm to the direction of the hill.

They are building a nest.

Allen didn't forget that during the assessment that day, he saw with his own eyes that the knife ants caught the earth-boring worms and hollowed out the mountainside as a nest, and finally used them as food for the queen. As a dangerous species, the low-aggressive earth-boring worm has become a cheap tool that other dangerous species can enslave.

Putting down the binoculars, Allen backed away.

At night, a group of people came near the rudimentary ant nest. Allen made a gesture, and Willick and Broy separated left and right with their magic weapons. Allen led Lucy, Naz and other soldiers into the ant nest from the front. Immediately, gunshots and explosions rang out in the silent mountain, and the light of origin lighted up from time to time. The battle ended quickly, and there were only thirty or forty sword ants in the new ant nest, all of which were wiped out by Allen's team.

During the break, Allen marked the ant nest with a red cross on the map on the tactical intelligence brain. And there are as many as five or six red crosses like this on the map, and judging from where they appear, they are all located near the Blood Eagle Heights.

"There should be a colony of ants migrating here." Lucy threw a marching kettle to Allen, and said, "This month alone, these big ants have built an outrageous number of nests nearby. The situation is not Very right."

Allen nodded and said, "If it's just an ant colony migrating, it's fine. I'm afraid that behind these big ants there are tribes of sword demons active. Don't forget that when we first came, we ran into the mad wolf knight of sword demons."

"But since that day, no wolf rider has appeared again. Of course, it's better not to take it lightly." Lucy sat down next to Allen.

Allen shrugged his shoulders: "Let Colonel Berry worry about this kind of thing. I just hope that there are other missions. This month, I received all the missions of sweeping up knife ants. Now I see the knife Ants, I just want to doze off."

"Is it so boring?" Lucy laughed.

Allen smiled and didn't answer.

His wish came true quickly, and three days later, he received another mission. The person who issued the task was Ke Jiesi, and regarding the task, Ke Jiesi only said "it has nothing to do with the knife ants". For Allen, that's enough.

(end of this chapter)