Three days ago, Alphonse took five generals from the four Europa countries to the alliance headquarters and exerted strong pressure. The council held a special meeting to review the matter... That night, the Red Sword was placed directly on the rostrum at the venue.
The pilot who arrived overnight to deliver the knife was a combat hero. He was not too old and had a low military rank. He was just a lieutenant colonel.
But he represented Chen Buxing.
At the meeting, the long sword suppressed the situation. The lieutenant colonel turned around and stood there, trying hard to imitate the tone and state of the regiment commander when he spoke, and relayed two sentences:
"Our army commander said that this world is based on principles. Of course, it is also legal. Alphonse is now a suspect and should be detained and tried. Legally speaking, the families of blue soldiers should be protected at the highest level. They are sacred and cannot be violated. . Therefore, those who propose this matter today should be punished for their intentions and their actions. Those who second the proposal should be questioned with the sword."
"Of course, this world can also be unreasonable...well, it doesn't have to be unreasonable." The lieutenant colonel stopped abruptly and glanced at the red sword on the rostrum, and then at the whole audience.
In fact, anyone who knows a little bit about Chen Buxian can tell on the spot that of these two sentences, only the latter one really came from the mouth of the legion commander. The previous sentence was so literate that he couldn't say it even if he added all eight of them together. It should have been supplemented by the old staff officer.
As a result of that meeting, no alliance member present put forward any directional or directional opinions, and it ended in vain.
Three days later, deep in the Hengduan Mountains, Han Qingyu's team suffered heavy losses.
Zhang Chiyuan, commander of the Fourth Army of the Chinese Asian Front, met for the first time. With more than a hundred of his subordinates, including civilians and logistics, he faced more than a thousand of the other party's pursuit. Three top combatants said:
"Either you try and step over the corpse of a commander of the Chinese Asian Front Army, or get out."
There are more than a thousand people, three top combatants, courtesy of the alliance, and a newly appointed major general... Orimori originally thought that he could try to threaten, or at least have the capital to talk to Zhang Chiyuan.
It didn't work, not at all.
The wind of his words was broken again and again, and Orimori shut up. The depression, anger and resentment in his heart made him almost go crazy. And in front of him, just one step away, Zhang Chiyuan stood there, ready to kill at any time...
But, Commander! And he was the commander of the Chinese Asian Front Army, the only one who witnessed the legion!
Orimori couldn't help but shudder as he thought of the tens of thousands of iron-blooded soldiers of the Fourth Army standing behind Zhang Chiyuan, their swords as long as a forest.
Unconsciously, he imagined the scene just mentioned by Zhang Chiyuan, the red-cutting knife placed on the rostrum of the Alliance Council.
Looking at the broken village behind Zhang Chiyuan again, Orimori struggled with fear and unwillingness in his heart and hesitated for about a minute.
"Tuk-tuk-tuk-tuk-tuk..."
The sound of helicopter propellers could be heard in the distance.
These were the first reinforcements to arrive. There were probably only two helicopters, and not many people came in total.
The total number of Chinese sub-front troops is only a few hundred thousand, and the population and area that need to be covered are too large, and the main surveillance direction of the rejecters is almost all focused on Dajian. This results in that in most cases, their monitoring and defense of other forces are actually far from adequate.
There are only a dozen people, and it is almost impossible for all of them to be super. The supers of Hua Xia are now well-known, and there is no way they can appear here.
Therefore, the presence of these people cannot actually directly cause a reversal in strength and situation. But... this meant that Orimori Tomo had to make a decision before it was too late.
Looking at Zhang Chiyuan again...turning around, he said: "Let's go."
Probably saying "leave" does not mean "get out".
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"Wow, so domineering, so fierce, so cool." Under the slope on the side, a man in armor was lying there with a knife.
Xi Mei was worried and nervous just now. Now she relaxed and tried to recall Zhang Chiyuan's state in front of them just now, and then the appearance of Commander Liu Yiwu of the First Army in front of them. Commander Lu Wuzheng of the Ninth Army usually felt The military commanders of Hua Xianya are very gentle... so kind and interesting. It turns out that they are like this outside.
"So grandpa used to be so fierce, so imposing, so arrogant and domineering?!"
When Zhang Chiyuan returned to the village, Xi Mei jumped out from the side and praised him several times in a childish and very serious manner.
Perhaps he was infected by her seriousness and childishness, and was so admired by the granddaughter of his old enemy that he couldn't find his way around him for a while. Zhang Chiyuan smiled heartily and proudly and said:
"Right, let's not talk about your grandpa, I'm afraid you won't believe it when I say your grandpa. Anyway, he must be much better than you Lu Wuzheng, right? Haha."
Even at this time, Commander Zhang did not forget to step on the Ninth Army, then patted his chest and continued to say with a smile:
"It's just three top-level fighters from thousands of fighters. None of my top-level fighters can beat me in normal sparring."
The number of top-level troops in the Fourth Army has exceeded all other corps in recent years. It is so common to win the top-level troops. Commander Zhang said this without blushing at all.
"So Commander Zhang, are you actually above the top?" Xi Mei asked bluntly.
"...It's not important. You can understand this later by asking your grandpa. Your grandpa has even beaten Super." Zhang Chiyuan said.
"Oh, okay." Xi Mei nodded.
Helicopters are coming to the scene one by one. At least it is safe and gradually out of danger. Zhang Chiyuan just walked like this, feeling exaggerated and getting carried away, joking with Xi Mei.
"By the way, it seems that you are also top-notch." As if something suddenly occurred to him, Zhang Chiyuan suddenly stopped and looked at Xi Mei and asked.
"Yeah." Xi Mei nodded.
"I remember you were still very young."
"Eighteen years old." Xi Mei's eighteenth birthday was spent on the run. Han Qingyu and the others each ate an extra piece of sashimi for her and said happy birthday...run.
Eighteen years old is still very young. Looking at her armor, Zhang Chiyuan sighed in his heart.
"But the final step from the top to the super is very difficult, very difficult." This word "difficult" was said sincerely, and it showed Zhang Chiyuan's infinite yearning for the super combat power in the army, as well as his helplessness. He said: " you……"
After talking about the difficulties, Zhang Chiyuan thought of encouraging the little girl.
"Yeah." As a result, Xi Mei nodded briskly and said with a smile: "I don't know either, but Qingzi can definitely do it. Qingzi is not normal."
At this point, the smile suddenly stopped.
"By the way, where is Qingzi?! Forgot about Qingzi! He was seriously injured and he just woke up!" Xi Mei panicked and didn't even bother to say hello. She turned around and ran away, all the way back to Wu Shihe The door of the room where He Tangtang was unconscious.
"Where's Aoko?!"
On the threshold, Zhu Jiaming was sitting. Because his neck and head were tightly wrapped in bandages, it was difficult to raise his head, so he had to lean back and tilt his head. "Didn't I just say to go to the doctor to ask, but he didn't come back."
