Seven Hundred Fifty-Seven Is Just a Few

"Haven't slept yet?" Along with the sound of the door being pushed open, a voice that made people think about it asked.

"Well, no, I'm dealing with some domestic government affairs." Chris closed the document opened under the light of the desk lamp, took off his glasses and looked at Andrea who walked in without knocking.

This queen of the elves is charming and charming. Compared with the temptation of the succubus, she has a bit more mature charm. Her alluring face is paired with a near-perfect Miaoman figure. artwork.

Now they are not living in the state hotel arranged by Greckon, but on the battleship Sky 19 of the Elanhill home fleet that escorted them.

Each sky battleship has a lounge for VIPs, which can be used to arrange the stay of the fleet commander or other high-ranking officials of the empire at any time.

As the flagship dedicated to His Majesty, the lounge on Sky Battleship No. 19 is no different. This place is already very luxurious, and the area is absolutely luxurious for a battleship.

Here, Chris can handle many government affairs sent directly from China, without worrying about leakage of secrets due to transshipment.

Moreover, this is his own place after all, so it goes without saying that it is safer and more convenient.

"I see that the command center of the battleship is busy. Is there anything going on?" Andrea casually snuggled up on the soft sofa, her bumpy figure became more prominent, making Chris a little bloody open.

There is really a sense of thinking of herself as the hostess, and Andrea is becoming more and more casual here. She knows where her advantages lie. A woman who is so smart really makes it difficult for a man to resist.

"Since you asked, I'll tell you directly. Anyway, you will receive a telegram from Farley tomorrow at the latest, so I don't count it as a leak." Chris put his eyes on the table, Suppress the stack of state secret documents.

Then he stood up, walked to the front of the wine cabinet, opened the window, and asked, "Would you like something to drink?"

"Whatever, if you have the moonshine wine of the elves here, I would like to drink a little familiar taste." The smooth arm of the former Queen raised slightly, making a gesture of reaching out to ask for it.

Chris poured two glasses of moonshine wine, handed one of them to Andrea, and said, "The battle on the front line is not going well. The demon army launched an elite counterattack, and the losses are a bit out of control."

He briefly introduced the situation of the battle,

Explained the fighting method of the white-robed man breaking the whole into pieces. As an earth soul from the 21st century, Chris also knows how effective this guerrilla-like tactic is in killing modern troops.

This is an asymmetrical battle that no matter how powerful the empire is, it will be difficult to fight, and it will pay a heavy price for victory or failure.

"Have the elves' troops entered the battle?" After listening to Chris's description carefully, Andrea asked: "The elves' magician troops may be more effective in dealing with this situation. .”

"The opponent is very strong, and this will cause a huge loss to your troops." Chris said: "Aren't you afraid that I will consume your elite troops?"

"That army is yours now!" Andrea glanced at Chris, and corrected: "So I'm not worried, you, who can be described as kind to the people of the empire, will do something wrong in this respect Brain."

"I did order reinforcements from the elves' troops, and Farley's men suffered a lot of losses. According to the news sent half an hour ago, more than 270 elves soldiers were killed. The current data may be even more..."

"Where's the human army?" Andrea was also taken aback by such a huge loss. She instinctively asked a topic she wanted to know the most.

"More than 2,000 soldiers were killed, almost 300 were seriously injured, and the other wounded exceeded 10,000. My troops suffered heavy losses..." Chris did not shy away from anything, and bluntly stated his losses: "The heaviest battle in the history of the empire. One failure."

"Do you need me to go to the Demon Realm?" Andrea frowned, and began to think about the meaning behind what Chris told her.

Chris shook his head and said, "Wagron's fleet has been reinforced from the sea, and the reinforcements of the ground troops have also set off... I prepared 10 nuclear warheads for the demons as a gift. Don't worry, blood debts always come. Blood payment is."

"So...you don't plan to change your itinerary?" Andrea stared at Chris, hoping to get an answer from the other's face first.

It's a pity that she failed, Chris didn't have any expression on his face, he just shook half a glass of moonshine wine in his hand, and replied calmly: "Of course, the next stop is the new puppet empire. I have been preparing for almost half a year."

"With the Southwest Front Army and the elite troops of General Wilkes, Oderlake will definitely welcome you, Your Majesty." Andrea didn't mind telling the truth.

Rather than saying that the new puppet empire is warm and hospitable, it is better to say that Alan Hill's force is too strong, so strong that no one dares to show dissatisfaction.

Of course Chris knew this too. He nodded and drank the wine in his glass: "I'm not that fragile or naive. I don't care if they welcome my money or are afraid of my guns, as long as they Keep smiling at me, and I'll be decent."

"Just... some?" Andrea looked at the man in front of him with admiration.

"Just some." Chris looked down at Andrea on the sofa, with the bright moonlight behind him.

...

"There are not many times when His Majesty needs us." An Alan Hill magician in a black robe twisted his neck, loosened his wrist, and walked out of the portal.

Beside him, another magician held his long sword and watched the other magicians enter the demon world with a serious face.

These magicians wearing black robes and a golden eagle national emblem behind them are each battle magicians carefully trained by Alan Hill. They are not mass-produced troops, but recruited from many places, truly rare magic talents.

These magician troops were not put on the battlefield before, on the one hand, because the senior management of Alan Hill hoped that these magicians could focus on magic research, and on the other hand, it was also because these talents were not easy to replenish , can not afford to consume.

But now, in order to fight against those white-robed men with super powerful individual combat capabilities, Alan Hill has also become angry. The magician troops who have been stationed in Alan Hill and do not take part in the battle easily are also sent to into the devil world.

Above their heads, Wagron's sky fleet, driven back from the sea, was mighty, with more than a dozen warships lined up like mountains.

Countless fighter jets are circling around these warships, and the huge roar of engines covers up the noise of countless trucks and tanks advancing on the ground.

A counterattack of unprecedented scale is brewing.