Chapter 188 The Battle Is Fierce
"As you command, General."
The minister's nephew threw away the document, glanced at his colleagues triumphantly, then turned around, pushed open the door of the conference room, and strode out.
Duang!
The door was slammed shut with great force, and the loud noise made people subconsciously straighten their spines.
The old man's face instantly darkened, and he glanced at everyone with a gloomy look: "Did you hear something just now?"
The others lowered their heads, knowing that if they still wanted to advance, they not only had to forget this conversation, they had to forget it completely.
One officer said smartly: "No."
The old man gave him a hard look.
Others felt schadenfreude.
However, the old man did not get angry again.
Once strong, then weak.
He is getting older and has lost his temper.
"Let's continue to discuss response issues." The old man said with a gloomy face, "How many integrated marine regiments are there in the fleet now?"
An officer lowered his head and flipped through the documents. After flipping through the documents for a long time, he answered: "We have just deployed a hundred marine regiments, and now there are still thirty marine regiments on standby in the fleet."
The old man frowned: "Is this all left?"
The officer whispered: "Your order is to end the battle within three hours, so we directly dropped most of the marines, and the rest are the elite of our fleet."
Elite
Hearing these two words, a flash of disgust flashed across the old man's eyes.
He said slowly: "In other words, we no longer have any extra strength to support the ground battlefield."
The officer reminded: "We still have thirty elite regiments."
The old man stared at him and asked, "Do we have any?"
The officer hesitated and said, "Yes."
"Have it?"
The officer was a little unsure: "Is there any?"
"Have it!"
The old man slammed the table hard.
Pong!
The officer was shaken by the noise and lowered his head in fear.
The old man looked disgusted.
Bullshit elite!
He thought with his toes and knew that the remaining so-called elites were actually a group of worms who relied on the shadow of their elders and gave birth to good surnames.
These guys usually only know how to eat, drink and have fun, and are afraid of hardship and fatigue. They often find various reasons to avoid even necessary training. It is impossible for them to win the battle.
The only use of these people in the fleet is to make it easier for him to apply for funds and equipment from his superiors. They must not be allowed to go to the battlefield. If they suffer heavy casualties, his own military career will be over.
Maybe he will be held accountable later, his shit will be shaken out, and he will be sentenced to a felony.
In this country, everyone has a balance in their heart.
Although he embezzled, took bribes, and stole and sold national assets, he knew that he was a good general.
Because he protected the interests of certain people.
The old man stretched out his hand and rubbed his temples, pulling his thoughts away from the messy things and back to this conference room, and into this war that was getting off to an unfavorable start.
He said solemnly: "Prepare the Star Destroyer Cannon. If the Marine Corps cannot gain the advantage, we will have no choice but to destroy the entire planet."
Everyone was stunned.
Someone tried to dissuade him: "General, think twice, this is a planet with a population of three billion! If we blow up the entire planet, we won't be able to explain it to the superiors."
The others were silent, but their expressions revealed their recognition of the speaker.
"I didn't say launch the Star Destroyer Cannon now." The old man was very dissatisfied. "I said wait until all the Marines are dead before launching it. There won't be many living people on this planet by then, so what if it explodes?"
Everyone fell into silence.
According to what the old man said, he no longer had any intention of supporting the ground marines and planned to let them fend for themselves.
Not only did he abandon the millions of marines he dropped, he also abandoned the three billion inhabitants of this planet.
How callous is this?
"No matter how powerful this monster is, if I blow up the planet, it will definitely die." The old man's eyes showed a hint of pride, "The data shows that this is a marginal planet, and most of the people living here are untouchables. No one cares about them."
But this is also three billion lives!
There was an officer with unbearable eyes flashing, but he did not dare to speak because his official career was in the hands of the old man.
In the surprised eyes of everyone, the old man stood up from his seat. He said impatiently: "Okay, that's it, go prepare the Star Destroyer Cannon, and you decide other things by yourself. This damn place is too hot, I can't stand it. Now, I’m going back to the flagship.”
"As you command, General!"
All the officers stood up and saluted.
The old man nodded perfunctorily and took the lead in leaving his seat and walking out of the room. As soon as he opened the door, he was greeted by a burst of refreshing cool air.
Only the climate control system in the conference room was out of order.
"General~"
The little secretary called sweetly.
Her voice soothed the waves in the old man's heart.
The old man took her into his arms, and all the soldiers along the way stopped to salute him. No one thought there was anything wrong with his actions.
The old man left, but the other officers in the conference room stayed.
There is no doubt that it is very irresponsible to directly activate the Star Destroyer Cannon without any rescue operations. When the blame comes from above, the chief officer will not defend them.
When the old man left, he said to prepare the Star Destroyer Cannon, and they could make their own decisions on other matters. This was the time for them to show their talents.
If you do well, you will be rewarded, but if you do poorly, you may be blamed.
An officer suggested: "I think that while preparing the star destroyer, we can provide more artillery support to the Marine Corps below."
"Second!"
"Second!"
"Second!"
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After the chief officer left, the real meeting began.
However, they didn't even know what kind of enemy they were facing, and they didn't even know what the soldiers on the ground really needed.
They didn't need artillery, they needed rescue ships.
Because the enemy they were facing was immortal.
Tut tut tut tut!
A peacock soldier held a gun in fear and shot wildly at the enemy in front of him. His shooting was very accurate, and almost every shot could hit the target, but all his bullets were blocked by the hazy light on the enemy.
The man stood in the barrage and laughed wildly: "Hahahaha, in the name of Aatrox, the god of death battle, I challenge the person in front of me to a death battle, limited weapon: sword!"
An ancient character appeared in the air, and it split into two halves, shooting at the man and the peacock soldier respectively.
The peacock soldier's guns and armor flew out.
The peacock soldiers turned and fled in fear.
"Devil!"
The man chased after him with a long sword in his hand, grinning, and easily pierced the peacock soldier who was facing away from him.
The half rune that had just flown into their bodies flew out again, and they merged into a complete rune in the air and flew into the man's body.
The moment the rune entered his body, the man's skin became transparent, and it could be seen that there were already hundreds of the same runes in his body.
This means that he killed hundreds of peacock soldiers.
This man is a believer of Aatrox. He fell into the magma while chanting Aatrox's name. Aatrox rescued him and gave him solid armor and a sharp sword, as well as the honor of fighting for the true God.
As a pariah in the society of the Peacock Empire, he had never felt so glorious. He couldn't wait to remove more obstacles for God and accumulate merits to become a noble in the Kingdom of God.
At this time, he saw another soldier of the Peacock Empire, and a cruel smile appeared on his face: "In the name of Aatrox, the God of Death Battle"