The chewing gum probably won't be of much use.
Wang Jixuan was summoned to a strategic meeting as soon as he arrived at the border military fortress.
The Black Shell Instructor, who had been waiting for a long time, didn't give him and Ling Tong any time alone, and impatiently took out a pile of combat plans.
There were seven or eight backup plans alone.
The closest Wang Jixuan and Ling Tong got was looking at each other across the conference table.
They exchanged a glance, and Daoist Wang tried his best to show his tenderness;
Ling Tong blinked, a faint smile appearing on her fair face, before she lowered her head and entered combat mode.
She is a professional soldier, and she will concentrate fully during combat meetings.
Daoist Wang: … …
Alright, let's take care of business first.
The Black Shell Instructor is the 'second-generation mech partner' who will strike with Wang Jixuan later, and also the commander-in-chief of this operation.
The subsequent raid by Wang Jixuan, the Peak Maid Corps, and the Black Shell is a top-secret military operation and cannot be mentioned to anyone at this time.
Their plan is divided into three layers.
Surface layer: The demi-human mech group receives the order to [replicate the previous operation against the King-level Blade Beast], and try to severely damage the Blade Beasts before the four King-level Blade Beast groups on the northeastern front complete their gathering.
Middle layer: When the demi-human mech group leads the human army in a frontal offensive, the Buddha Hall squad will outflank from the rear, targeting the Beast Speakers.
Inner layer: If the progress of the first two groups is very smooth, Wang Jixuan, Black Shell, Mudan, etc., will find and lock onto the King-level Propagator and launch a desperate attack.
Each layer of this three-layer plan is more difficult than the last.
In particular, they cannot fully foresee what will happen next, whether there will be powerful and tricky enemies lurking in the complex Blade Beast underground passages.
There are many unknown factors;
This is also the risk that must be borne by taking the initiative to attack.
The first strategic meeting lasted for two hours, and the demi-human mech group left to go to their exclusive mechs for unified maintenance and inspection.
Wang Jixuan was left behind to continue the meeting, and only Black Shell and Mudan remained in the conference room.
Black Shell sighed: "I really don't know why the Commander-in-Chief would agree to let you participate in such a dangerous combat plan."
"It's alright, it's not like I'm not confident, and risks can't always be completely avoided."
Wang Jixuan shrugged and said calmly:
"Our third group is flexible and adaptable.
"If everything goes smoothly for them, then we'll target the King-level Propagator.
"If they have problems, such as the Buddha Hall squad being trapped, then we'll step in and take care of the Beast Speakers.
"Anyway, the Beast Speakers must die, this is the price they must pay for directly threatening us."
"Hmm… …"
Black Shell crossed his arms and pondered.
He originally wanted to persuade Wang-laoshi to prioritize his own safety and not rush into battle.
But when Black Shell thought of Wang Jixuan's magical abilities, he inexplicably felt… …
That acting with Wang-laoshi was quite reassuring.
Black Shell continued to introduce:
"For this operation, we are investing a total of one Terror Mech, one Terror Mech spare, forty-two demi-human mechs and corresponding equipment mechs, with Ling Tong's Sword Array squad as the main force, taking advantage of the Blade Beast Legion not yet fully assembled, to catch them off guard and throw them into chaos… …
"One old and three new, the four King-level Blade Beast groups are gathering here, the Blade Beasts probably want to attack our headquarters directly from here.
"Therefore, the actual significance of the surface mission is the greatest, and our mission is actually an additional task."
"We don't have to risk our lives if we can't complete it," Wang Jixuan asked with a smile, "Is that what you mean, Instructor?"
"Almost."
Black Shell said solemnly:
"If you need to risk your life, please remember that we old bones are here, let us risk our lives first.
"This is not a pre-war sentimental moment, I am very serious about this!
"You saved us, and we can kill a Blade Beast, and half of the credit should be counted on your head, you are of extraordinary significance to human civilization."
Wang Jixuan rubbed his eyebrows: "Okay, the pressure is on."
"Uh, I didn't mean to deliberately add pressure to you… …"
"Just kidding."
Mudan gestured and immediately said: "The Buddha Hall squad has also arrived at their destination, and their respective projections have been connected to the conference room."
"Okay," Black Shell adjusted his expression, switching from the previous relaxation to a black-faced instructor in a second, exuding a powerful aura.
The second strategic meeting continued.
The start time of this operation is set in three hours.
… …
Fortress 76, seventh floor.
Shen Qionglin stood with her hands in the pockets of her white coat, watching the few figures busy in Uncle Tai's workshop.
Now, she is the guardian here.
Fortress 76 no longer has many high-value targets, and the valuable ones are herself, and the unknown, highly confidential No. 4 Stone Slab Wall.
Red Serpent is on the way to the northeastern front, and has deliberately revealed his tracks.
Their purpose in actively exposing Red Serpent's whereabouts is mainly two:
First, to attract the attention of the Blade Beasts and the Beast God Sect's Psionics.
The Blade Beasts had previously begun to target Red Serpent and called Red Serpent a 'traitor'.
Second, to release a smoke screen to confuse the Blade Beasts.
According to Red Serpent's transportation speed, it will take at least three days to reach the front line.
—She is traveling by vehicle this time, taking the ground route for transportation.
And the news that Shen Qionglin accidentally heard was that the human side's sneak attack on the Blade Beasts should be within the next ten hours.
'They are going to sneak attack the Blade Beasts.'
Shen Qionglin walked to the sofa, her petite body sinking into the embrace of the old sofa, and pondered slightly.
Whether it was the education she had received before, or the information she had seen, they were all saying that the Blade Beasts were powerful, human technology could not resist them, and only Psionics could save humans and help humans recover their homeland… … and so on.
Therefore, although Shen Qionglin resisted the infusion ceremony that created Psionics, she always felt that the sacrifices generated by the infusion ceremony were necessary sacrifices for the collective and human beings themselves.
Now her concept has been subverted.
The internal propaganda of the Psionic Capital infinitely exaggerates the role of Psionics.
In fact, the main force resisting the Blade Beasts is human technology;
It is the military products that the entire human society sacrifices individual living resources to continuously produce.
It is mechs, shells, irradiation equipment, as well as various advanced equipment and equipment that pursue energy efficiency, and a group of unknown scientists… …
The greatest role of Psionics is to carry nuclear bombs for突进 after the human front line has established sufficient advantages.
Commonly known as: Carrying nuclear bombs.
And Mudan's mechanical body can also shoulder this work, and theoretically can do it better.
'So, how should the value of Psionics be reflected?'
Shen Qionglin pondered quietly.
She also understood that Fu Jian's nonchalant attitude when he brought her back was not deliberately faked.
The Devil Commander-in-Chief would indeed be nonchalant about her research results… …
"What are you thinking about?"
Uncle Tai strolled over, yawning, and handed Shen Qionglin a bottle of herbal tea.
"Thank you," Shen Qionglin opened the lid and took a sip, "Okay, it's an industrial product again."
"The cost is low, there's not that much land for us to grow tea now."
Uncle Tai said with a smile, plopping down on the sofa opposite, and sighed as if he was about to die of exhaustion:
"Finally got through it, these days have been hell, I only slept seven hours in total… … I can't even count the needle holes from the stimulant injections… …"
Shen Qionglin smiled, squinting: "You are the chief scientist of psionic weapons, such complaints are not conducive to your own image."
"Hey, what chief scientist."
Uncle Tai waved his hand:
"It's all the honor given by Wang-laoshi, I'm just helping Wang-laoshi… … He's forging iron, and I'm pulling the bellows next to him, just doing this kind of work."
Shen Qionglin smiled, squinting.
The scientists here are really humble.
The academic atmosphere is much better than in the Psionic Capital.
The most ⊥ New ⊥ Small ⊥ Say ⊥ is ⊥ in ⊥ Six ⊥ 9 ⊥ ⊥ Book ⊥ ⊥ Bar ⊥ ⊥ First ⊥ Post!
She asked: "What do we need to do next? Do we need to patrol inside the fortress?"
"No, we are scientific researchers, at this stage we just need to get a good night's sleep, and wait for orders from the front line, we will produce whatever is needed at any time."
There was also some worry in Uncle Tai's words:
"In the past, we were always attacked by the Blade Beasts, and we defended, everyone is used to this model.
"This time we are taking the initiative to attack, and we are going to the area where four King-level Blade Beast clans are gathering, I don't know… … It should be fine, we must be confident, after all, Wang-laoshi has gone there himself."
Shen Qionglin nodded lightly and continued to ponder while sitting on the sofa.
She likes it here.
Except for these drinks that imitate various flavors with industrial means.
… …
Three strategic meetings in a row made Wang Jixuan's head spin.
Wang Jixuan originally thought that a pre-war mobilization, generals taking the stage and shouting, and soldiers rushing forward to die, would be enough.
But when he actually participated in the command of a large-scale battle… …
Just looking at the map with detailed marking points for each squad, Daoist Master's scalp began to tingle.
Fortunately, the front-line headquarters is operating efficiently, and Wang Jixuan does not need to give any constructive command opinions.
At 5:30 in the morning, Daoist Master Wang, who had finally finished the meeting, took the Maid Corps to a state-of-the-art stealth transport plane to prepare for the突击.
The transport plane is equipped with a complete command system;
Wang Jixuan can have a panoramic view here and directly intervene in the regional battlefield.
'This poor Daoist doesn't understand these things, it's better to watch later, and don't interfere.'
He secretly warned himself.
From the holographic sand table, it could be seen that dozens of mecha units had already completed their assembly at the border, with a large number of armored vehicles providing fire cover near each mecha unit.
There were several expansion buttons on the corners of the sand table.
With just a click, one could see the real-time situation of the military airport in the rear.
Seizing air supremacy was the key point of this battle.
In addition to the Black Shell, there were four second-generation mecha participating in the frontal battle;
One of the second-generation mecha was stationed in the air, piloting a powerful mecha specifically designed for Terrorwings, ensuring the safety of the airspace against possible Terrorwing appearances.
Two aerospace carrier's complete battle groups had already assembled in the nearby airspace.
The threat of sub-king level Terrorwings to aerospace carriers was extremely significant, and they had to be prepared.
Peony asked softly, "Commander, Chief Commander Fu Jian has sent an inquiry. He is currently in a meeting with the commander of the space fortress. Would you like to observe or directly participate?"
"I won't participate."
Wang Jixuan opened a bottle of iced beer, preparing to relax, and casually said:
"What can I do by participating in this kind of political meeting? Watch them speak official jargon?"
Peony smiled and said, "Peony doesn't know what the Chief Commander's inquiry is either. Perhaps, the Chief Commander wants you to be his successor."
"Then I would be very grateful to him."
Wang Jixuan curled his lips, tilted his head back, and took a large gulp of iced beer, feeling refreshed all over.
This stuff wouldn't get him drunk, and that icy, slightly bitter taste was a sensation that none of the fine wines and monkey wines of his previous life had ever provided.
Wang Daoshi simply said, "Reject any such requests in the future. Focus on fighting… I mean, kicking ass."
"Okay."
Peony summoned a projection screen and rapidly tapped her fingers.
She whispered, "If you're comfortable with it, you can actually leave the subsequent attack missions to Peony and everyone else. Our armor has also been upgraded and modified, and we can unleash sixty to seventy percent of our potential!"
"We'll see. I actually came to kill the Beast Speaker. It's too cowardly to not fight back when someone threatens me. It's hard to feel at ease."
Wang Daoshi looked at the scenery outside the window.
The underground airport was divided into six levels.
The level where their transport plane was located was already full.
Everywhere were running soldiers and mechanical bodies;
Fighters were being refueled and their weapon systems checked, and pilots were receiving pre-flight briefings;
Small mecha were lying down as they were sent into the transport planes;
Those mecha that were over ten meters tall were already standing in the departure area, with hooks connecting them to heavy drones…
Wang Jixuan's spiritual sense expanded, allowing him to see the entire military fortress.
Hundreds of thousands of soldiers were preparing for the upcoming assault mission.
Who knew how many people would return here after tonight's battle.
Wang Jixuan's spiritual sense lightly pulsed. He saw a familiar team, taking an elevator from the surface barracks and stopping at this level of the underground airport.
Their destination should be a large transport plane on this level.
Among them was the intellectual old woman Sister Wan, who had changed into a protective suit, and Wan Xiaoqi, who was wearing a military uniform.
Of course, the most important was Ling Tong, the core of the team, a new generation of half-human mecha, wearing bright white form-fitting armor and with her ponytail tied up.
Wang Daoshi calculated the distance between the two sides, glanced at the departure time, and with his body following his heart and his heart following his will, he got up and darted out of the transport plane. The moment he landed, his hands rapidly formed a seal.
Stealth!
Twenty-three seconds later, Wang Jixuan appeared on the path that Ling Tong and the others were sure to take, at the end of the corridor, at the exit leading to the field, leaning against the wall with his arms crossed, pretending to be enjoying the scenery.
Sister Wan and several middle-aged aunties from the logistics team passed by, chatting;
Wan Xiaoqi carried a small mechanical dog, observing the data on the mechanical dog's head display screen, and quietly passed by.
Bright white armor entered Wang Jixuan's sight.
To facilitate piloting the mecha, this type of armor was designed to be tight-fitting, with each component having been fine-tuned after scanning Ling Tong's body data in advance. Therefore, at first glance, it was sexy, harmonious, and unrestrained, without any affectation.
"Hi, cough!"
Wang Jixuan suddenly spoke.
Ling Tong was stunned, paused, and turned her head to look over. Her originally somewhat indifferent face melted like ice and snow, and a pair of expressive peach blossom eyes sparkled.
"How come you're…"
"I'm also here preparing to depart. I came to see you."
Wang Daoshi was smiling with his arms crossed, saying:
"I was busy in the meeting just now and didn't have time to chat. If I think about it carefully, it's been a long time since we met…"
Ling Tong suddenly moved forward, her pace getting faster and faster. Before Wang Jixuan could think of a reasonable reaction, Ling Tong had already reached him.
Without hesitation, she raised her mechanical arm, hooked it around Wang Jixuan's neck and the back of his head, pulled Wang Jixuan over forcefully, closed her eyes, and stood on tiptoe.
Wang Daoshi: …
He had just drunk beer and hadn't had time to chew gum.
