Dylan Blanco has been in a bad mood lately.
Although he was promoted to the rank of colonel just a month ago, he also became the temporary commander of the Third Army, commanding a military division of more than 6,500 people.
However, instead of being a help to him, all this became a pressure that weighed heavily on his heart.
There is no way, the only thing to blame is that those monsters are too cruel.
As the scope of the Black Goat's influence continues to expand, the white devil army has become more and more numerous, so much so that the third legion alone cannot defend it at all.
Even after the cabinet learned about the situation here, they sent two elite legions of no less than 5,000 people to help.
But it is not easy to secure an area with a radius of nearly a hundred kilometers and prevent any monster from slipping out.
Let alone more than 10,000 people, I'm afraid even ten times more will not be enough.
Fortunately, with the help of the extraordinary beings from the Star Alliance, this area was finally able to be temporarily defended.
Dylan didn't know how the other party did it. The power was so magical that he could only attribute it to legendary magic.
But even so, he has never let go of his hanging heart these past few days.
Because the scope of influence of that damn black goat projection is still expanding outwards, and if this continues, the consequences will be geometrically magnified.
People from the Covenant said that the Black Goat is currently just a projection and cannot be attacked and cannot carry out beheading operations.
But Dylan doesn't believe in evil, or in other words, he has been forced to have no choice but to take the risk.
He once sent a team to try to get close, but before they got off the helicopter, the entire team members were infected and turned into that kind of white monster, which ordinary people could not get close to.
The base also launched long-range cruise missiles, but the result was the same as what the Covenant people said. It could not hit the Black Goat's body at all. It was indeed just a shadow.
Now, as one of the senior commanders on the frontline battlefield, Dylan should be among those who are under the most pressure.
Letters from the cabinet almost filled his desk. The words contained in them were so sharp that he felt bad after reading them.
Dylan felt that if the black goat didn't come back, he would become a sheep first - the scapegoat's sheep.
"We can't retreat anymore! Behind us is Oster City! The population there is not like the previous towns, and it is impossible to transfer in a short period of time!"
In the operations coordination room, a man who looked like a staff officer was speaking seriously to Dylan, who was at the head.
In front of him was a detailed map of the entire nearby area.
Unlike the holographic projections often used by the Covenant, Obaglia usually uses the oldest paper maps when discussing military affairs.
It's not that they don't know that holographic projection maps are more convenient, it's just that like other countries, no one dares to use it in the military field without any precautions until this technology is fully self-sufficient.
Therefore, commanders like Dylan, including Director of the Hurricane Bureau Luann, are not allowed to wear Fanxing mobile phones.
Now, what everyone is discussing is about the expansion of the defense circle again.
Obviously, the defense circle with a radius of 100 kilometers is already their limit. The further back, the more exaggerated the impact it will have on them with every increase in the radius.
"No! If we don't continue to retreat, you have also seen what will happen to the people in the circle. Do you want to turn the soldiers into those monsters!?"
"But there is no way to continue like this! Now it is two hundred kilometers in diameter, what next? Will it be three hundred kilometers or four hundred kilometers? How many four hundred kilometers does Obaglia have for us to retreat? By then What should our people do? Are we going to run to the sea to take refuge!?"
"Then what do you think we should do! We can't fight, and we can't leave. What do you want us to do!?"
"Hey... how about... let's ask the Star Alliance again. Is there really nothing they can do? I always feel that they still have a lot of tricks up their sleeves, which should be able to help us..."
"Yes, I think we should have another meeting with them and let them share more information with us. We are comrades now and we are facing such a powerful opponent. We can't hide it anymore. ?”
"..."
In the combat coordination room, several staff officers were arguing.
This is actually the coordination room. It is very simple, just a blue shack without any decoration.
But we can't blame them. Anyone who comes here and changes camps seven times in a row will not put any more thought into these buildings.
Anyway, even if it is built, it will still be demolished after a while. Zhan Nan no longer needs to remind him of this. The fact is happening before his eyes, and even the stupidest person can understand it.
In the field, Dylan sat at the head of the table, silently listening to the speeches of several staff members, with a very ugly expression on his face.
These people talk easily, but in the end all the difficulties will not fall on themselves.
He now feels that General Valdis gave him the temporary command here just to let himself take the blame for him?
These guys, on the one hand, are always on guard against people from the Star Alliance, on the other hand, they want others to work for them without reservation. How can such a good thing happen in the world?
If it weren't for the help from the Irregularity Department, I'm afraid they wouldn't want to talk to me at all.
Now, these guys are still dreaming about obtaining more intelligence and resources. They are simply daydreaming. I really don't know how these brainless idiots became the staff officers of the Third Army.
The same goes for the cabinet. The situation here is so critical. The alien intelligence sharing plan there has still not been signed. It is simply a joke on the lives of our own soldiers.
At a certain moment, Dylan even wanted to give up his job. This thankless commander can be played by anyone who likes it.
"Shut up! It's useless no matter how much you say here! Whether people from the Star Alliance can help us or not is not something we can decide at all!"
Finally, Dylan couldn't bear the noise of these guys anymore, slammed the table hard, stood up and reprimanded:
"If you have this time, you might as well think carefully about how you can speed up the signing of the heterogeneous information sharing plan instead of just sitting here and bickering!"
After he finished speaking, he sat down again, mentally giving a big thumbs up to his performance just now.
Cool!
I have long wanted to sneeze at these idiots, but I finally found the opportunity to express my anger, and I feel that the whole world has become a little brighter.
The staff officers in the coordination room looked at Dylan with astonishment at this moment. They did not react for a moment. The commander who was temporarily promoted by the general turned out to be rare and tough.
They were all old men of the Third Army, and they were somewhat unconvinced by this commander who was temporarily transferred from other places.
Moreover, the other party was not a top student who graduated from a serious military academy. He was just a commander of a special service regiment with no military power. These people looked down upon him.
But the discipline in the army is very strict, so naturally they cannot show it openly, but some indifferent cynicism in private is inevitable.
Just like the quarrel in the coordination room just now, if General Valdis were here, who would dare to be so presumptuous?
But now it seems that this Dylan has become arrogant. Does he think that he can do whatever he wants by assuming the position of temporary commander because of his friendship with the leader of the Covenant?
Just when they were about to give this reckless man a little more power, the door to the room was suddenly pushed open from the outside, and a young non-commissioned officer ran in with a face full of joy.
"Commander, I just received a message from the cabinet, which was sent by General Valdis himself!"
As he spoke, he looked at his surroundings and saw everyone staring at him. He paused for a moment and then said:
"General Valdis said that just now, the cabinet has voted and passed the alien information sharing plan, and it will be signed with the Star Alliance in the near future!"
As soon as he said this, everyone present was shocked, and then they all looked happy.
Although the staff officers disliked Commander Dylan very much, they still had to agree with what he said.
The other party was right. It was obviously impossible for him and others to get nothing from the Star Alliance without giving anything.
The other party has been able to help him until now, and he has already done his best.
Although they made further excessive demands on their lips, they knew very well in their hearts that the people of the Star Alliance had no obligation to help them at all. They could just pat their butts and leave at any time, completely ignoring themselves.
Of course, the happiest person present was Dylan.
He was worried about how to speak to his former instructor. Now that he had accurate information from the cabinet, the other party would not just leave him alone.
"By the way, did General Valdis say when the agreement will be signed?"
Dylan looked at the sergeant and asked urgently.
The young sergeant nodded and said:
"I was just about to tell you, Commander. General Valdez said that the signing of the agreement will be jointly participated by all the forces on this list. The time is set for next month. He will give specific information then. I’ll tell you personally.”
He said and handed a document in his arms to Dylan.
The latter took it over to check it out, and saw a series of familiar names on it, probably more than twenty in total.
"This is just the first batch of core lists signed. Other forces will participate in the future, but they are still waiting and watching. They may not make a decision until we reach a complete consensus."
The young sergeant expressed some of his guesses, causing several people around him to nod their heads.
"Well, now that our cabinet has agreed to the sharing plan, it can be said that we are completely on the same front as the Star Alliance. It will be easier for us to speak out about the next things. I believe they are not I will stand by and watch."
Dylan summarized the meeting. In fact, the result was very simple.
They have no way to retreat now. As for what to do, they still have to ask the Star Alliance.
I was embarrassed to ask you before, but it was because we were not of the same mind. Now that we are about to sign a sharing plan, we are an alliance after all. You can no longer hold back on me and refuse to save me.
Dylan's mood has finally become better now, and he is no longer as irritable as he was a few days ago.
Speaking of which, meeting the black goat monster this time was also a good opportunity. Otherwise, with the piss-prone nature of those guys in the cabinet, it would have been impossible to sign the agreement so readily.
"Let's go and inform the teacher for me, I'm going to see him right away!"
Dylan said impatiently.
…
Half an hour later, in the camp of the Third Army.
In a rather exquisite-looking wooden house, Dylan was sitting respectfully at a small square table, drinking tea and waiting for the arrival of his teacher.
This is a temporary guest house set up by the Third Legion for the people of the Covenant. Although it looks like a wooden attic without much decoration, it is still much more upscale than the simple tents where the soldiers around it live.
Even though this wooden house has been demolished and rebuilt many times, Dylan would always ask someone from the Star Alliance to provide a comfortable place for him every time.
After all, the other party is here to help you, and you always need to show some expression in receiving them.
Now, taking into account the situation here in Obaglia, the Star Alliance has successively sent ten extraordinary people to sit here, including the instructor and controller Janan Wasikkar who led the team this time.
"Teacher, you are here."
When Dylan saw the visitor, he immediately stood up from his seat and stretched out his hand to shake hands.
In fact, according to his current status, he shouldn't be so respectful.
But Zhannan had been his instructor before, and it was not an exaggeration to say that he was a teacher. In addition, he wanted to ask for something from the other person, so his behavior was not unreasonable.
Inside the house, there were three figures in green clothing, and the person in the middle was Zhan Nan.
Seeing this man with whom he had a certain fate, talking about him as "teacher, teacher", Zhan Nan didn't say anything.
He smiled very easily and didn't have the airs of an instructor at all, just like in the Covenant.
But everyone who knows him knows that this person is just used to pretending on the surface. Compared with Mr. Bei, instructor Zhan Nan is really strict.
"Haha, Blanco, I know everything you want to say. The organization has just informed me that your cabinet has finally agreed to sign the sharing plan. This is undoubtedly good news."
After the two sides sat down, Zhan Nan opened his mouth and went straight to the topic.
"Based on this, I can reveal some information to you in advance. Now, I also have two pieces of news in front of you. Do you want to hear the good news first, or the bad news first?"
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