Chapter 451 Everything is under control
"General Myersa, this way."
Two adjutants escorted the Anlong military general and evacuated from the rear of the military camp.
One of them came over and whispered:
"Your order has been conveyed, and the Seventh Army will detonate all the explosives on time... In addition, the Second Army, which was deployed in advance, has already been waiting in the underground passage and will come to pick us up later and leave together with the large army."
"Very good."
General Myersa said expressionlessly.
While walking quickly, he adjusted his military cap on his head and patted the dust on his shoulders, as if he didn't want his soldiers to see his embarrassment.
Soon, Anlong's troops, who had received the order to retreat, continued to pour in. Following the general and other senior military leaders, they arrived at the northeast corner of the bridgehead and entered through the gate of an inconspicuous bungalow.
There is something else going on inside. There is no furniture or decoration in the living room. It is empty. In the middle of the floor is a huge underground passage entrance. It is square and can accommodate dozens of people entering side by side. There are steps leading to the dark place below.
Soldiers had been guarding the place for a long time. When they saw the general and other high-level officials arriving, they immediately saluted.
General Milesa nodded to the soldiers and was about to enter through the underground entrance when a herald suddenly ran up behind him, with anxiety written all over his face.
"Huh?"
The general stopped and frowned at the other party.
"General, an urgent message came from the Seventh Army, indicating that all the detonating devices have failed...the powder barrels buried before may...may not detonate on time!"
"Damn it!"
General Myersa couldn't help but curse on the spot.
He knew that time was running out. If the explosives could not be detonated, all the arrangements would be in vain... Not only would this important military fortress be lost, but it would also be unable to hold back the enemy's pace. The retreat of our own troops would likely be intercepted midway. At that time, the casualties will be extremely heavy, and the entire army may even be wiped out!
The strength of the Imperial Army is obvious to all, and no one can guarantee whether they will survive to see the sun tomorrow.
"Do you know the reason?"
General Milesa forced himself to calm down his anxious mood and asked in a deep voice.
"It's not clear yet... but according to Colonel Miler of the Seventh Army, there may be a problem with the gunpowder, which prevents the timed detonation device from working properly."
The herald wiped his cold sweat and said with a pale face.
The other senior command officials looked at the general, and they all realized the seriousness of the problem.
"What's next? General."
someone asked.
General Myersa had a gloomy face and started pacing on the spot. After a few breaths, he looked at the adjutant.
"It seems that we can only send people to detonate explosives at close range..."
"But, General... there are more than a dozen explosive zones under the bridgehead, and they are not connected to the other side of the bridge. We don't have many death squads left. I'm afraid it will be difficult to complete this task..."
The adjutant said awkwardly.
He immediately spoke hesitantly:
"If you force other legions to implement it, I'm afraid the royal family and the joint military command will have objections to you..."
"Joint Military Command? To hell with it! What soldiers have to do is obey!"
When General Myersa heard what his adjutant said, he couldn't help but became furious.
"As the enemy, the Imperial Army is already powerful, but our allies are still fussing over all kinds of trivial matters... I really don’t know how to fight this battle!"
The United Kingdom of Anlong, headed by the three principalities and composed of dozens of small countries, is not as united as it seems on the surface. Various internal conflicts have long arisen... The joint military command temporarily formed because of the war has always been... It's a stumbling block for Melza.
He had been holding back his anger for a long time.
"Let those immortal strangers who took refuge in the royal family go!"
General Myersa said solemnly.
"Yes, they should be allowed to do this kind of thing..."
The other senior military officials thought for a while and nodded in agreement.
Anyway, immortal strangers don't really die, so they are very suitable for carrying out such tasks.
Seeing this, the adjutant turned around and gestured to the orderer, who nodded quickly.
"Yes, General, I will convey your order to the Immortal Stranger Legion immediately."
He said, turned around and left here.
Not long after, the Miracle Guild players who had just experienced a round of fighting and resurrected from a corner of the bridgehead all received task prompts from the panel.
"Hmm? There's a new mission?"
One player wondered.
But when they read the task description, their expressions changed drastically.
"Hot! The military is treating us as cannon fodder!"
"Hurry up and inform the president and vice-president to see what to do next."
Everyone used the chat channel to get in touch with the guild’s senior officials.
However, after the president was silent for a few minutes, he asked each member to choose to accept this arrangement.
"——I know everyone is very angry, but we have no other choice for the time being. If we refuse the mission, not only will we lose all favorability with the royal prince, but we may also be accused of being a 'rebel' and suffer subsequent consequences. To chase and capture... Although it will waste an opportunity for resurrection, this The experience value of the mission is not low, which can be regarded as making up for some losses... In addition, through this battle, I and other senior officials also saw that the Anlong United Kingdom is very likely to be defeated, so we are planning a way out for the future. Brothers who have ideas can Let’s have a private chat and let’s find a solution together.”
The president posted a long text in the channel, and many members fell silent after seeing it.
In fact, they all know that the "players" group is not only unwelcome in the United Kingdom of Anlong, but also in the Trisur Empire and the other three kingdoms. It is common for them to be used as cannon fodder and pawns. thing.
Only those very few lucky people will be regarded as "normal people" by their own extraordinary forces, and will be respected and given sufficient benefits.
For example, their current enemy, the NPC Archon named Jack, and the players in his circus are such lucky ones.
The group of players headed by Polar Star and Dongyang have attracted much attention since the beginning of the public beta, not only because they are the first batch of extraordinary people, but also because they have many exclusive benefits, which are enviable...
The most important thing is that Mr. Jack and the circus officials respect them very much.
"——President, why don't we wait until the war is over and find a way to go to the Trisul Empire..."
"——Yes! If possible, it would be best to join the circus organization and join Jack!"
"——If you can't beat it, then join, right? But I think it's okay!"
"——Good guy, the battle isn't over yet, so I'm thinking about my next home here. Don't look at how many people on the forum are eager to go to the circus. It would be great if only ten people from our entire guild can enter..."< br>
The Miracle President, who was hiding in the dormitory of the Qiaotou Barracks, and the other two senior executives looked at the chat records in the channel, looked at each other and smiled bitterly.
Then he sighed again.
In addition to the Miracle Guild, the other two Guilds, Bliss Rock and White Horse Guild, who were both on the battlefield, received missions from the military, asking them to risk their lives to detonate explosives.
These two guilds also did not dare to refuse, and made the same choice as the Miracle Guild, accepting the post-break mission. So the three parties of players started taking action from various places, and within a few minutes of each other, they arrived at the underground area where the explosives were buried.
However, not long after, this group of players stood in the dark environment with big eyes and small eyes, because they discovered that although there were piles of gunpowder barrels here, none of them could detonate.
"What the hell! I don't believe in evil anymore!"
A player of Bliss Rock dropped the torch in his hand and raised his right fist, which then lit up with a golden glow.
This is a Sequence Nine transcendent of the solar system.
boom!
He punched the gunpowder barrel in front of him. With a loud bang, countless wood chips flew across and flames overflowed.
However, the gunpowder was scattered all over the ground and even sprayed on nearby players, but there was no explosion.
“Bah, bah, bah, can’t these gunpowder be fake?!”
One player patted the black powder on his body and said in a panic.
"It can't be lit, and even the extraordinary power can't detonate it... Are the military playing tricks on us?!"
The other players were unwilling to fail the mission and tried one after another, but no matter whether they were oil cans, torches, or even some explosives they carried with them, they could not detonate it... It was as if the barrels contained not gunpowder but sand. , indifferent to all kinds of temptations.
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"General, the Immortal Stranger's mission has failed."
In the dark underground passage, the adjutant once again delivered bad news.
General Myersa almost spit out a mouthful of old blood.
"Failed? Were they discovered by the Imperial Army?!"
"No...no, it's because those explosives can't be detonated at all. Even if they are ignited directly with an open flame, they can only burn the barrels outside, but the gunpowder has no reaction."
The adjutant told the truth, but a group of senior military officials, including the general, felt that this matter was full of absurdity.
General Myersa quickly realized something was wrong.
"Either there is a traitor among us who tampered with the explosives, or the enemy knew the plan in advance and used some extraordinary means..."
He said through gritted teeth.
"General, Ibrahim is a saint of galaxies, and he is an expert in divination and counter-divination... Could it be that the imperial army has dispatched stronger extraordinary beings that can deceive his perception?"
A senior military official said solemnly beside the general.
General Myersa's frown deepened, and now he felt his head was buzzing. All kinds of doubts and bad news were coming, making him breathless.
The surrounding military leaders noticed the general's silence, and each had a bad feeling in their hearts. A depressing atmosphere gradually spread, and they even had various suspicions. They didn't know what terrible methods the imperial army had not used. .
"Let's go, since the situation is already so bad, we can only evacuate to the interior of the principality first."
General Myersa said one last word and quickened his pace.
But not long after, everyone felt the ground shaking, and the entire underground passage shook violently.
Boom! !
"Protect the general!"
"Watch the top of your head!"
The adjutant shouted violently, and the soldiers immediately surrounded General Milesa.
After a while, the tremors stopped, but a thick layer of dust fell on all the soldiers and officers who evacuated the troops. Fortunately, a lot of effort was put into the construction of this passage and it did not collapse. Otherwise, they would all feel that it was a irony to die here.
"General, are you okay?"
The adjutant asked with concern as he supported Melsa.
General Myersa stood firm while holding on to his hat, patted the dust off his body, took a deep breath, and said with lingering fear:
"I'm fine..."
"What happened?"
A senior military official got up from the ground and asked in embarrassment.
"I don't know, maybe..."
Before the adjutant finished speaking, footsteps could be heard in the darkness in front of the underground passage.
"Stop talking yet! Something is wrong!"
the general shouted in a low voice.
Everyone immediately fell silent.
Ta da, da da...
The footsteps were getting closer and closer, the general made a gesture, and the soldiers behind him took up their flintlock guns and aimed ahead.
"I remember that there should be troops from the Second Army ahead. Why are they coming back? And they haven't spoken yet..."
whispered a man with a major's epaulettes on his shoulders.
"Shut up!"
The general scolded in a low voice.
The major immediately saluted and did not dare to speak any more.
Soon, under the illumination of kerosene lamps and torches on the wall, a group of more than a dozen people slowly appeared in their sight.
There were men and women on the other side, and there was even a cow following him, which looked quite strange. The leader was a woman wearing a black and purple dress. She looked quite beautiful. Her lavender eyes were watching General Milesa quietly.
"Are you extraordinary beings of the Imperial Army?"
General Milesa said in a deep voice.
He did not ask about the situation of the Second Legion, because he knew without asking that most of them had been killed.
"Fellow military personnel of the Anlong United Kingdom, we have been waiting here for a long time... I, Floy, will send you on your way on behalf of Lord Jack."
The woman in the black dress said in an ethereal voice.
With a faint smile on her face, she leaned slightly toward the general and his group.
"They are the extraordinary ones under Archon Jack!"
Behind General Myersa, seven or eight extraordinary officers took a step forward.
"General, please retreat back! We are here to cut off your rear!"
"Let's go!"
General Myersa was very decisive, turned around and ran away.
At the same time, he opened his mouth and motioned for the soldiers to shoot.
Bang bang bang...!
Intense gunshots rang out in everyone's ears, and countless firelights and ballistic missiles flew in the underground passage.
However, the military leaders looked back and saw two men wearing bowler hats raising their hands. The shadows behind the strange men and women came like a tide, and the torches and kerosene lamps were extinguished...
Darkness enveloped everything, swallowing everything, including the bullets.
All the top military officials were nervous. They knew very well that ordinary firearms could not hurt an opponent's hair at all!
"Ah!"
"Ah!!"
Screams followed. It was those extraordinary beings trained by the royal family who were sent to the army to protect the high-ranking generals. Their strength was not weak, they had all reached the level of mid-level, but they did not expect that they could not survive half the time in the opponent's hands. minute.
Fortunately...
They have already opened a certain distance, and as long as they can return to the surface, there are several other alternative escape routes for evacuation.
"General! The herald has sent an urgent message!"
The adjutant held the walkie-talkie, and his expression suddenly changed.
"A large number of undead strangers from the empire have surrounded the entrance to the underground passage and even rushed towards us!"
"Kill out!"
General Myersa clenched his fists and shouted angrily.
"We have five legions of troops and thousands of guns. How can we be blocked by those damn strangers?!"
"But...but, there are thousands of immortal strangers in that group, and they are all...all extraordinary people!"
The adjutant said with a pale face.
General Milesa felt his eyes go dark and almost lost his balance.
"How...how come there are so many extraordinary people gathered in Hercule?"
He suddenly felt a sense of despair.
I really don’t know how to fight such a battle? !
Damn the United Kingdom! Damn pig-brained politicians! They provoked the Cuisul Empire, but let their soldiers come out to resist and surrender!
What glory and face, go to hell!
Far away on the "ruin platform" at the top of the bridgehead wall, drenched by heavy rain, in the hazy scene, a gentleman in a black hat was sitting on a broken stone pier, with a silver cane leaning quietly against his leg.
The gentleman slowly poured the sinful blood in the cup onto the wooden sign in his hand, chuckled lightly, looked up at the rain, and muttered:
"Everything is under control..." (End of Chapter)