Little Tyrant Doesn't Want to Meet with a Bad End

On the other hand, in the Tucker Fortress, there is an elder Roja has known since childhood, and is also the father of the girl he loves. If possible, Roja wants to do his best to rescue her.

Thinking of this, Roja strengthened his will, while Wilhelmina, who was unsuccessful in persuasion, sighed aside, looking at the expression of the black-haired boy, the girl knew that no matter how much she persuaded, it would be useless, but even so, William Minna still wanted to send a reminder.

"If you've made up your mind, then I won't stop you. After all, it's annoying to stop a soldier, but I want to remind you that if something happens to you, I won't be able to go back. It's a gamble between the two of us."

"Mina..."

Hearing the gray-blue haired girl's words, Roja was slightly stunned and then widened his eyes. His determination was shaken for a while, but the girl didn't persuade Roja to give up, but smiled instead.

"I'm not saying this to weaken your fighting spirit. Rescuing the soldiers in Fort Tucker is undoubtedly a feat. Whether it succeeds or not, I think it is correct."

"Then you mean..."

"What I want to tell you is that I am always with you."

"!"

Hearing Wilhelmina's words, Roja's golden pupils slowly widened. The girl smiled when she saw this. She walked over and took Roja's hand, looked into his eyes and said softly:

"Maybe I'm not by your side, but we have always lived and died together, so in order to be able to live together, please cheer."

"......Um."

Hearing Wilhelmina's encouragement, Roja's golden pupils couldn't help softening. After he answered, he opened his arms and hugged the girl. He closed his eyes and felt each other's heartbeat with Wilhelmina. After a long time, he slowly let go. , whispered:

"Then, I'll go and return."

"Well, it's smooth sailing."

After saying goodbye full of emotion, Roja let go of his hand and took a step back. The crown stone in his body was activated again and bloomed with brilliance. The next moment, the floating white mist appeared again, covering the boy's body in an instant.

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In the Tucker Fortress, the black-haired boy was buried in the white mist. At this time, on the edge of the Harvey Desert, in the camp of the frontline army, a meeting was being held on the eve of the meeting.

The two rows of seats beside the long table are already full of people, but it is worth mentioning that the generals present are not calm middle-aged people or gray-haired veterans, but young people. most.

The average age of the generals continues to decrease. This is no news. In fact, not only the generals, but the average age of the entire coalition army is also decreasing. However, this is not a planned replacement of old blood with new blood, but the cruelty of war. inevitable result.

After several successive battles last year, the older generation of generals, especially those on the front lines, had sacrificed or recuperated in the rear. The majority, even the well-known veteran powerhouses such as Holy John and Cartier did not Exception, which shows the heavy human casualties.

Under such circumstances, the younger generation had no choice but to step onto the battlefield ahead of time, carrying the banner left by the older generation, and growing rapidly at an astonishing speed against the background of cruel war elimination and continuous increase in the concentration of magic essence .

And now in this conference room, is one of the best.

At the front of the conference table, an unusually tall man and a stern-looking blonde woman in armor were separated on the left and right sides of the long table. It was Roja's two old acquaintances, Gert Gust and Bu Lanny Lund, and it is not without reason that the two are in the first place, it is precisely because of the current rules in the United Army.

Under the pressure of the racial crisis, the joint army military meeting is no longer the seniority ranking in the past, but the seats are arranged according to the number of enemies killed by the troops. Who can kill more aliens and bring mankind out of the crisis? The right to speak is even more important.

Among the people in the meeting room today, the number of aliens killed is the assault force led by [Giant] Gert, with more than 30000 direct kills, and the second is also the assault force [female] Martial God] Britney, led troops to kill more than 24000 people.

Whether it is the blood of the giant or the blood of the Valkyrie, they all have natural advantages in warfare, and the assault troops are elites who break through the enemy's formation and perform the most dangerous missions, so they occupy the first and second positions respectively, which is obviously a high position. .

However, just like the danger represented by this position, compared to when he was in the academy, no matter whether it is Gert or Britney who has done a lot of transactions with Roja because of certain hobbies and was accepted as his subordinate, this time The youthfulness of the student days has faded by now.

On Gert's shoulder, a huge scar stretched from his neck to his cheek, while Britney, who was opposite him, had an eye patch on one eye. It can be seen that both of them had been seriously injured, but this kind of injury For the assault troops whose casualty rate exceeds 60.00% in each war, it is already considered good.

After the two, the rising star who had just reached 20000 kills, the mountain troops led by [Brave Beast] Serena, and the [Queen of the Night] Juliana who had 18000 kills and caused a lot of trouble for aliens led the night raid force.

It's just that unlike the two who were responsible for the heaviest assault mission, Serena, who had her animal ears on her back, and Juliana, who was squinting at noon, had no serious physical injuries, but the aura around them was cold and tender. dignified.

The four seats at the front are respectively occupied by four members of the golden generation who were famous in the college days, and on the more than ten chairs behind, familiar faces from St. Freya College also occupy more than half, and even many of them are still A member of the Purple Rose faction where Roja belongs.

"With such a lineup, those who didn't know thought it was a graduation ceremony."

"Indeed, but if you want to graduate, you can't do without the president of Qiangwei Dawn, whether it's the former president or the current president."

Looking at the younger generation of generals gathered in front of him, Stuart, whose eyes were wrapped in black cloth, said so, while Jerlock, who heard the words, nodded slightly, and looked at the [Valkyrie] Britney in the front row.

The dog-headed military division of the Blue Rose faction has now become a staff officer of the joint army staff, and Stuart, who has a unique ability, has repeatedly made meritorious service and has become the chief of staff of the intelligence department. Shelves, still the same as in the past.

"The minister is going to be my witness, and if he says anything, he will be rescued this time."

"So that's it. You and Britney are indeed the cadres of the president's club. They seemed to have helped you a lot at the beginning, but are you going to get married already? You obviously resisted so much at the beginning."

"Well, how should I say...a lot of things happened."

The gray-haired man stared at the girl's blindfolded eyes not far away, and said this with a lot of emotion in his heart, and Stuart, who heard the words, also noticed something and didn't ask much, but turned his head to look at the person who was talking in a low voice the crowd.

"The generals of this operation, are these all?"

"Well, excluding the part of the Austin Empire, it's almost all here."

"Is that so... about 20?"

"It's true that there are only these at present, but...all of you here are people who have received the kindness of the minister. At this time, you can still rely on your own people and have a high will to save people."

Hearing what Stuart meant, Jerlock added with a heavy face. He glanced at the documents of the intelligence department on the table, stared at the conspicuous number and remained silent.

30, this is the intelligence that Stuart brought this time about the strength of aliens gathered in the Harvey Desert, which is obviously more than the current human strength of 20, and as a staff member of the staff, Jerlock knows that this number is actually still there. Constant growth.

Across the entire Tucker Plain, all aliens are gathering in the Harvey Desert. This kind of all-race action has lasted for nearly a week. Every day, an unknown number of aliens rush to the desert and join the army.

"I took a look with my eyes before I came, and there will be at least nearly [-] more people every day..."

"...I see. From this point of view, it may be an unimaginably tough battle."

After hearing the latest news dictated by Stuart, Jerlock, who was a staff officer, couldn't help but let out a long sigh.