After Becoming a Little Sister

"..."

"This is the First Front Army on the Baltic Sea Coast, call for friendly units in the warring area."

Xiong Luoli blinked, recovered from the palpitations, and picked up the communicator with a little numbness.

"This is... the battle zone, I am the commander of the 13th Guards Division..."

"Republican? I'm Bernice, Bernice Mellon, so we're allies now?"

The earth version of spicy chicken shreds seems to have the kind of arrogance that just appeared in the blue star period.

But what's the use?Not to mention that the other party had completely lost their compulsion when they were in Blue Star. Compared with his sister's indifferent operation of letting two masters go to 'pave the road', Spicy Chicken Shreds no longer had the sense of arrogance and oppression.

So is that really my sister?

Feeling that there must be something wrong with this illusion, Luoli Xiong sighed: "Miss Bernice, can you help me? The first, second and third front forces are rushing over, and I have begun to shrink my defense."

"...I am far away from the battle area. Where is the marshal who ordered us to come?"

"The First Front Army on the Baltic Sea Coast, you go south to the Grodno area, I will join you and go to clean up Hopner's armored group, and the battle in the Ansk area, the highest command is given to... Song Fuqu, you are responsible for annihilating Guderian's four armored divisions."

"The First Front Army understands." Khaki responded wildly, "Our troops are heading to the war zone."

"The second front army received the order." The khaki-colored sister paused: "The bomber group has taken off. Miss Song, if possible, the task of suppressing firepower can be entrusted to me. After all, the ground troops have 'our own people'. It is irrational to waste without reason.”

"I'm Song Fuqu." Lianhua snorted coldly: "Xiaomei, immediately follow the passage I opened and head towards me, Zhuang Guangxin, your bomber fleet will help my sister suppress the surrounding enemies—order! All the artillery of the heavy artillery cluster will deliver firepower according to the shooting elements given by the troops entering the theater to ensure the safety of the passage.”

"Wait!" Xiong Luoli shuddered, looking at the tanks and skirmishers who were scattered like road signs guarding both sides of the passage across the battlefield: "Sister, do you mean to shoot at them?!"

"The accuracy of the current artillery can only reach this level, and casualties are inevitable."

"But……"

Xiong Luoli opened her mouth, is this really her sister, and not some demon?Use your own soldiers as artillery fire guides?

In her sight, the crazy and chaotic remnants of Guderian had already begun to erode the newly opened passage.

But before they succeeded in entanglement, the artillery fired from a long distance across the sky, like two fire whips whipping along the edge of the passage, rumbled and rolled in all the places close to both sides of the passage.

The trembling shock wave engulfed the raging flames, as if it had coated the [-]-meter-wide passageway with two marks like raging street trees.

"That's half an armored group, four armored divisions, maybe we can completely surround and annihilate it after we arrive, but how long do you think you can last in the face of their counterattack?"

Lianhua's voice was a little colder: "Now is not the time to hesitate. I originally expected to lose two to three armored divisions. Now I just changed to an efficient method of exchange. Come out immediately." -"

Xiong Luoli gritted her teeth: "The 13th Guards Division! Follow this path! Advance south!"

Des Moines smiled rarely in the communication: "Mature thinking, your sister is more rational than you."

"You—" Xiong Luoli blushed with anger, "Your idea is wrong!"

"There is no right or wrong in war, only winning or losing. Unnecessary kindness can't save anyone at all, it can only make your allies pay more."

"But we have a better way! I can still hold on!"

"Your sister doesn't think so. From her point of view, even if everyone else is dead, they are not as important as you."

"..."

"Des Moines, since you know my sister is the most important thing to me, what are you doing?"

The voice of the lotus flower intervened, warning the third holy son: "I don't mind obliterating you in this illusion, or 'losing' you, an uncontrollable ally, in reality."

"You are far more interesting than I imagined, Miss Song—but I'm curious about one thing. The eldest lady of the Song family, shouldn't she be Song Bailian, and who is Song Fuqu? And this way of thinking is completely It's different from that gentle and elegant Miss Song Bailian... Even this Miss Song Xiaomei has shown wisdom that doesn't match her age at all."

"Knowing too much is not necessarily a good thing."

"Follow your will—no, it should be your order now, Comrade Commander."

"……Humph!"

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The core area of ​​Poseidon·Puppet Ancient Wood

The puppet ancient wood that was pierced through the core area showed special effects after the death of the apostle, and a large amount of blood-like sap was drawn into the interior of the Poseidon.

The ghost knows why there is so much water in this thing, but Aliya, who was invincible before, had to take the fairy sister back.

The puppet ancient wood won - it couldn't think that the biped upright ape that couldn't be crushed to death would be forced to retreat by the AOE range of this exchange of venues.

Aliya broke through the deck and sent the fairy sister who was involved in the illusion to the upper floor, and then 'looked' at the side armor that had been opened a big hole by herself. Not only did the environment of lightning and thunder not get better, but it seemed to be getting worse.

Arya wiped her face from the incoming rain, and raised her head thoughtfully towards the dark cloud that seemed to continue to the limit. The heavy cloud now showed a strange tendency to roll down, making it look like It's cumulonimbus clouds, but it looks like a hurricane is about to form.

So, it is the Q version of Quantum Dragon God who has been waiting in secret for a long time, and noticed this?

Aliya didn't care about that vague 'watching', she just wanted to get rid of the puppet ancient wood first.

If she was originally a fishhook, and her spiritual energy and body were the bait, then the puppet Gumu is the little fish that took the bait first.

Fishermen with low emotional intelligence will catch small fish, then unbait them, and fish them again.

Fishermen with high emotional intelligence will let it struggle, and let this small fish that is hooked become a new bait, attracting bigger predators.

The Q version of Quantum Dragon God is very patient. He is waiting for a fish that Alia doesn't even know how big to take the bait. Thanks to the selfless dedication of the puppet Gumu, the movement of Alia's release of psychic power is covered up by this kind tree 'Living.

It's like a sharp fishhook that has been completely hidden in the flesh and blood, and will not scare new prey, so the Q version of Quantum Dragon God rest assured to let Alia toss, and also generously unlocked some of her abilities, among which Including but not limited to when charging [Q version of Quantum Dragon God's staring eyes] big move, cooperate with a soul vision to let her act reasonably.

As a result, when Aliya turned her head, she saw a giant dragon flying in the sky.

Well, the baby was scared to death. I thought it was a big monster, but it turned out to be just a golden dragon.

Aliya breathed a sigh of relief, patted her unsuspecting chest, and then tore off a tree root rolled over beside her, and smashed it on the ground beside her: "It's just a fart! Why would there be a tree root on this side of the earth?" One of those guys!"

"The puppet ancient wood has stopped moving, and the energy readings are rapidly decreasing." Nuwa's voice came: "What happened?"

"It's onions." Sighing, Aliya pressed the communicator next to her ear: "I added onions to its rice, so now it's crying like crazy."

"...can't understand, but the target seems to be deactivating, is there anything we need to do?"

"Let's start transferring the people on board. The Poseidon is no longer available. We still have a little time."

"Understood. Immediately arrange the delivery of the Marine Corps. Our fleet still has 10 minutes to reach the target sea area."

"By the way, give me an encrypted channel, I want to talk to Lieutenant Colonel Lin."

"The encrypted channel is being generated-does the call content need to be archived?"

"To be honest, do you know the background of Lieutenant Colonel Lin? I mean the kind that cannot be explained by science."

"Confirm the trigger encryption key word—permission confirmation—the highest level of authority approval—the encrypted database is online." Nuwa's voice has not changed, but the tone seems to be a little less agile than the previous simulated personality: "Lieutenant Colonel Lin His personal background review has been jointly approved by the headquarters of the National Academy of Sciences and the highest command system. His personal useable classification is 1A, his personal files are classified as 3A top secret, and the declassification period is 30 years. Do you want to conduct detailed inquiries?"

"No need, I'll just say it, as expected, I still know everything..."

3A top secret, 30-year declassification period, this must be the treatment of strategic-level information, just like the underground nuclear Great Wall of the Republic, or the Lop Nur project that required a large number of scientists to disappear incognito, all of them are the foundation of a great country treatment.

Don't look at the original plan being made public on the Internet or by the government. It seems that the Republic no longer needs to hide it, or even keep it secret. But in fact, with the passage of time, this top-secret file only There will be more and more, and the degree of secrecy will become more and more perfect.

Maybe only three or fifty years later, ordinary people will find that when the singing and dancing were rising, there was actually a larger national strategic deployment hidden around them.

And just like the 16 years when the Republic and Millikin fought against Martians at sea, the whole country was calm. If something really happened, the country would always take it first.

What can allow ordinary people to participate is either a special situation that requires the mobilization of the whole people, or it is really no big deal, let the common people watch the fun together, and have more conversations after dinner.

For example, watching the monkey show at the old opponent's house, he made a holy lord and Mingjun, coupled with the Qing Dynasty, and the folks are fed by millions of waterworkers. The more you look at it, the more familiar you are, and you even have hallucinations. There is such an old crooked neck tree.

Although a special-level inheritance-level pilot is already a treasure, it is not so precious that the country needs to encrypt it.

You must know that even for the tyrant Lu Yanqing, in the database of the Blue Star Republic, the personal research data files are only at this level.

She raised her head, and her soul vision locked onto the remnant soul of the gold-type dragon that was flying straight and straight with a strange flight path, with tail flames still blazing behind her buttocks.

"I'm Dragon Knight, do you have any new combat orders?" In the encrypted communication, Lieutenant Colonel Lin's voice was calm and powerful: "I'm also carrying two air-to-ground attack missiles and two anti-ship missiles, which can be carried out twice. For precision strikes, the carrier-based aircraft formation is expected to arrive in our sea area in 5 minutes."

"You're really lucky. You can find the most suitable club even when you travel across the world——Which department do you belong to in the Divine Grace World?"

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PS: Continue tomorrow!

Chapter 1099 1079-Shocked!She did such a thing!

In the encrypted communication, Lieutenant Colonel Lin fell silent.

Nuwa didn't speak, but just listened. Although she had a simulated personality, most of the time she would only take the initiative to speak when reporting the situation.

Apart from Nuwa, there are actually three beings in this communication—Alia, Lieutenant Colonel Lin, and a remnant soul of a golden dragon with self-awareness.

The key words have been said by Alia over and over again, time travel, the world of grace, and even now Alia still puts on an attitude of a superior asking a subordinate.

According to the original wartime state regulations of the Intelligent Alliance, the legion leader has the right to call all intelligent species to participate in the war, and has the right to command all intelligent species members after participating in the war.

If Ajin answers his number now, it proves that it traveled here after the appearance of the legion commander.

Because before that, the proud giant dragon would not answer such unreasonable inquiries from the human species. The other party was not even a bird of the elf species and angel species. Only the high elves and the Flügel could make them put down their pride and communicate on an equal footing.

If Ajin asks a hostile or disdainful rhetorical question, it proves that it came to Earth before the appearance of the legion leader.

If Ah Jin doesn't even know the world of divine favor, it proves that this is a foreign dragon.

I don't know if it's despicable or not, but it means that there is at least one world connected to the already sacred F2A. Aliya, a righteous partner who saves the world as her own responsibility, has even more headaches.

She was waiting, waiting to see which side the other party was on—although it was definitely on the Republic side now.

The silence was not long, only a few seconds, and a deep metallic voice intervened in the communication.

"Sapient Allied Forces, Air Troops, Giant Dragons, Dialga Division, Political Commissar of the [-]rd Regiment, [-]rd Battalion, Soroyakin!"

"...Master Dialga? What is the relationship between Croatia and you?"

"There is no kinship, just a simple teacher and superior, and the elder of our golden dragon."

"Interesting, an ordinary golden dragon can actually cross the void and come to Earth, and even retain most of its soul?"

"Human species, report your name, why do you know the world of divine grace?" Ajin's voice was low and cold, directly outlining the impression of a fierce and unsmiling golden dragon, as if there was something giant The beast was squinting at Arya.

But the latter just smiled: "What name can I have, I don't even have a serial number-if I have to say it, I'm probably just an ordinary soldier."

She really doesn't have a number. The position of legion commander represents everything. The first human race's first legion was the name of the mercenary squad, and it was a five-member squad that stepped on the line. If there is one less, you have to report and revoke the team name—— ——The name is so cool that I came up with such a cool-sounding name.