The sudden appearance of the situation in the red area disrupted their original orderly pace. So it is normal for unexpected situations to occur during the execution of the plan. However, there were too many situations in this mission, which made their military appear to be in disarray.
"Stop!" A somewhat flustered voice came from the commander. It was Zhou Xiuwen. His eyes were red and he was almost gnashing his teeth as he looked at the person who was transferred to the scene.
How could it be, how could it be possible. That is. How did those two people appear here? Shouldn't they have already left
Zhou Xiuwen didn't notice that he was clenching his teeth. His eyes were red. His whole body was filled with a furious breath. He was like a lion that had been hated and swore his authority to everyone.
And everyone in the chaotic and confusing command room suddenly fell silent. They all looked at him with complicated expressions, looking at the successor chosen by the former battlefield lord.
Everyone present, needless to say, has watched Zhou Xiuwen grow up. Of course, each of them is Zhou Yuanjing's confidant. In the past, they all followed this or that imperial marshal to fight in the south and the north, and reached that supreme position. Dr. Wu is qualified to be a general.
But not everyone among them agrees with Zhou Xiuwen. Although they are all absolutely loyal to Zhou Yuanjing, it does not mean that they can easily help such a young boy to take over Zhou Yuanjing's business for many years, even if this young boy is Zhou Yuanjing's only son.
The other party had previously taken over the tasks in bits and pieces, and they had completed them well, with some mistakes, but nothing special. This further strengthened the views of the people and the sages. They were a little worried about the future of Zhou Xiuwen, the head of the Legion Education.
Before today, most of them thought that Zhou Xiuwen was more like his grandfather. Do you believe it? He was weak and tepid. He was more suitable to be a mediocre politician, rather than a general fighting on the battlefield, or even a marshal ruling the empire.
But, today, at that moment, at that instant, they suddenly felt something for this seemingly weak child.
Perhaps the other party, Xin Zili, inevitably inherited the deep-rooted weakness of his mother's family, but he was still Zhao Yuanjing's son. He was deeply rooted in the blood and pride of the battlefield god.
He may not be a male lion, but he can be called an immature teacher.
Zhou Xiuwen couldn't hear clearly what others were asking him, and for a moment he forgot his current responsibilities. Yuan Li saw two friends crawling on the ground in the picture, feeling extremely depressed.
What happened? What happened? How did it come to this
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"Damn it. What happened? Why did he end up there? Where are those people from the military?"
There were people on the other side, too, cursing and swearing.
A bunch of rubbish. I don't know who he is scolding.
The boy sped up the jewelry and quickly entered a long string of unidentifiable characters on the command page. Then, he checked all 100 items and pressed OK without paying attention to the prompt above. Then he quickly opened the door and left the control room.
Not long after he left, someone knocked on the control room door. Just as he was about to explain the latest situation to the people inside, he saw that there was no one in the control room.
Yellow line. Walk away.
On the operation page, there are also prompts for transfer to the mobile terminal and a series of subsequent deployments completed by the operator before the transfer.
The person who came to the party found that the commander was gone. He was a little anxious and wanted to connect the communication and find the ring line. But he looked at the play sideways and found that the other party's subsequent deployment had already predicted the next step he was about to hand over. He also gave a specific execution. Lingling, it was like the other party standing here and talking directly.
How did he do that? He calculated it one step ahead of time. He was the latest person. The information had to be passed through him. Only the ring line could know it. Terrible. He was a terrifying person.
After the young man Jiang himself, he looked at two or three designated points and felt that the enemy was about to say that the ring line had seen the entire battle situation very clearly and arranged everything along the battle line properly. Even if there might be some errors in the middle, the difference would not be too much. As long as he arranged it according to his big framework, there would be no problem.
That's why he really felt the other party's fear. What kind of person is this? The existence of. Try to do it. Take one step and count ten steps. Once engaged.
Anyway, who said that? The other party. This. Snack. Too early. Not good, but the other party. Actually does not belong. To. The Third Lord. Not even to. Any legion.
The other party only belonged to the empire and the military. Without orders from above, even their army commander could not interfere too much in the choice of this young man.
Well, since the other party's work has been arranged, there is nothing to say. After all, India and Pakistan have fully awakened people one by one. It is too shameless to rely on the other party to control the overall situation.
In fact, they really just came to help. It was completely impermanent. They couldn't complain that the other party didn't help them to the end, right? Besides, they were not without a beginning and an end. They just walked away for a while.
Young people can do this, so the rest should be done by adults. This year, I have to accept my fate and take over. The emperor has already budgeted the work of this section. I just don't know where this obviously circumventing person has gone after leaving this half-spicy job? Is there something urgent
Of course, I did. And it was urgent.
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The wind was blowing hard. It was hitting him. Yes. His coat was rustling. It would feel like it would not take long. It was like a knife. The wind would probably rip off his protective coat. Bye. Uh-huh. A little bit.
Oh my god, can it last a little longer? He felt. The lining. It seemed not as strong as the coat. He didn't want to die so ugly. Should he at least die decently for the second time
Jiang Huai didn't dare to imagine. If he wanted him, what would happen if Clarence, who was suppressed underneath, was exposed? The other party would not be blown away by the wind. Then he would be really finished.
Thinking of this, he was worried. He climbed down and pressed down with his shoulder. The person below him seemed to be quiet.
The strong wind continued to hit the two men who were already at the end of their strength. Isn't this the worst? He moved his hard neck with difficulty. Although he couldn't, he turned his head and looked up. He could already feel a dark shadow covering them and falling towards them at an extremely fast speed.