Doomsday Totem

Chapter 590 Meeting
On the third day of the bombardment, at 37170422:10 a.m. Dr38 Silver City time and [-]:[-] noon Skadi time, above Elk City, in the meeting room of the Golden Battleship.Acting Marshal Eva Green was sitting on a crimson mahogany leather chair with her right foot on her left leg, looking at the long empty table in front of her.She was wearing a white professional military skirt, her hair was coiled up and meticulously arranged.There are two shiny badges hanging on the chest, the black iron skull cross badge that symbolizes the identity of the Templar Knight and the sun flower sword badge that symbolizes the status of the Marshal of the Dawn Expeditionary Force.Assistant Shirley Christina stood beside her, with a straight figure and a solemn expression.

Looking around, Nuo Da's conference room was empty except for the two of them, so quiet that the sound of a needle falling could be heard.

"Clang clang clang..."

When the clock struck ten, Eva nodded to Shirley, who immediately went to the wall and pressed the switch.With a soft bang, all the lights were turned off, and the meeting room was plunged into darkness.Immediately afterwards, beams of colorful light shot out from the dome and landed on the vacant seats on the conference table one by one.

This is the holographic image transmission technology, and only the top forces can configure it.

Across from Eva, more than ten meters away, a figure gradually appeared.It was a burly, half-bald, slightly fat old man.He was wearing a dark green military uniform with three rows of medals on his chest, his face was serious yet gentle, and he looked very majestic.He is Marshal Samaranch, commander-in-chief of the ground defense force.

Then, the commanders of various theaters appeared next to him, including General Milo Field, the commander of the fifth theater, and the commander of the dark jungle theater.

Afterwards, five figures appeared in succession on the right side of Eva.They were all dressed in the same white robes, with black iron skull cross pendants on their chests, and a thick copy of the upper part of the Holy Word in their hands.

The first one with blond hair and blue eyes and a handsome face was the Chosen One Nordin Modleton, then Matthew Gresham with brown hair and blue eyes, and then the diminutive Randall Clemens, Then there is San Zachary Solo, who is slender and blind with his eyes closed all the year round, and Ilia Orlando, who is tall, well-proportioned, and elegant.

After everyone was ready, Eva glanced around and announced, "My lords, the meeting has begun." Originally, she was here and had the lowest status, but because of her status as the acting marshal, she sat at the top.And the commander-in-chief of the garrison opposite her is equivalent to the marshal of the expeditionary force.

As for the five chosen ones, although they do not have specific positions, they can directly submit proposals to the Pope and the Speaker of the World Parliament.It can be said that it has no power, and it can also be said that it has the highest decision-making power.

"I suggest that the mercenary group can attack tomorrow." Randall the Chosen was the first to express his opinion.

Human troops can be roughly divided into three categories.The first category is the elite troops, such as the Dawn Expeditionary Army, the Notre Dame Guards, and the private army of the nobles, etc., which are mainly composed of power armor fighters; the second category is the main combat force, which is composed of the ground defense team and the mecha army; the third category It is the guerrilla army, which is composed of the largest number of mercenary regiments with varying qualities, fighting on their own and harassing everywhere.

The first stage of the war is usually dominated by guerrilla warfare by mercenary regiments, gradually expanding their advantages; the second stage is the battle between the main forces and elite troops of both sides; the third stage is sweeping and occupation.

"If there is not enough artillery strikes, it will increase the risk factor of their landing." General Milo Field, who was born at the bottom of the Central Continent, raised objections.

Due to the natural disparity between humans and Eltas, a week-long shelling is usually required before marines are sent up.Especially in the absence of the cover of a mecha cluster, the area covered by the firepower and the duration of the shelling should be increased.Otherwise, the human soldiers crossing the river will be like children fighting a giant man, facing danger at any time.

He knew that Randall's eagerness to launch an attack was entirely out of budgetary considerations.The daily shelling will destroy millions of shells, worth tens of millions of gold coins.In the eyes of the other party, mercenaries are like cannon fodder, not as valuable as shells.

"I think the attack should be launched as soon as possible. What we are facing now is only the purple-eyed demons. It is best to end the war before other demons join in." Matthew the Chosen said.His opinion is tantamount to supporting Randall in disguise.

"I object..." Illya stood up and said, "Attacking early will greatly increase the casualties of the mercenaries." She paused, "Please remember, behind every soldier, there is a family. "

"I support Randall and Matthew's opinion. Now is the time when every second counts. They will join the war when the demons have negotiated internally. At that time..." Nuoding looked at Illya, "The sacrifice will be More, and more broken families."

"I reserve my objection." Illya sat down.

"Casualties will reduce the morale of the mercenaries." Milo Field reminded, but except for him who was born at the bottom, none of the other generals spoke.To put it simply, although they are high and powerful, no one wants to offend the Chosen One.The casualties of mercenaries have nothing to do with their core interests.Furthermore, mercenaries have always been cannon fodder. When the two clans are fighting, they will not be of much use at all.

The officers of the garrison have a saying that one mercenary regiment has extraordinary combat power, two mercenary regiments have mediocre combat strength, and three mercenary regiments are like trash.The ten mercenary regiments gathered together, and they probably got into chaos before the enemy rushed over.

"Old General, what do you think?" Eva raised her head and looked at Marshal Samaranch opposite.

"Hmm..." Samaranch pondered for a while, and said, "Striking out as soon as possible is indeed conducive to the end of the war, but we must also consider the morale issue..." He expressed a neutral attitude tactfully, and no one supported it. No one objected.

Eva put her hands on the table, pondered for a long time, and finally made a decision, "In 24 hours, launch an attack." Although she was extremely opposed in her heart, she had no choice under the circumstances.Unless Yuge is here, Samaranch and the others will support her overwhelmingly, no matter what the chosen ones say.

So, at 59 o'clock in the morning of the next day, [-] o'clock in the evening of Sijiadi time, Iron Slag received the notification of the attack.

Of course, this is a free choice and no one can force them.But responding to the call, you can directly get combat merit points.Three hours later, the garrison will provide aircraft to cross the river.The first batch of troops in the past, the main task is to investigate the situation and set up communication stations, and the combat merit points are relatively rich.

Three hours later, at 62 p.m. Sijiadi time, Iron Slag and Black Pig King boarded the aircraft.After looking at their certificates, the registrar recorded two hundred military exploits for the Black Wolf Mercenary Corps.

The exchange rate between combat merit points and gold coins is close to ten to one, and two hundred combat merit points equals about twenty gold coins.Iron Slag didn't lack this little money, but he and the Black Pig King went to investigate the situation so that they could quickly enter the battlefield after the large army arrived.

To fill the vacancy of the 3000-ton Star Diamond, at least [-] million military exploits are needed.They can't make money on their own.It is necessary to spend money to hire several mercenary legions to fight for them.Currently, Hagrid is negotiating with the Red Scorpion Mercenary Corps and the Green Hornet Mobile Corps to help them earn combat points.

Looking out of the window, the cold aurora sprinkled on the snow, a piece of light blue.The day and night length of the Aurora plane is three times that of the Silver City world, and it is now night time, which is conducive to hiding after airborne.

Not long after, the aircraft lifted off and flew towards the other side of the Styx River.In order to save fuel and carry a simple refueler, Iron Slag and Black Pig King did not choose to fly directly there, but relied on aircraft to cross the river like ordinary mercenaries.

In the cabin, there are some young faces, and there are even a few childish little mercenaries.They chatted excitedly, as if traveling abroad.

Old mercenaries are all good people, and they seldom enter the battlefield in the first place.Free military exploits are not so easy to earn.Only these recruits would foolishly respond to the call of the upper echelons.

"Brother, you look so handsome in this power armor." "Yes, yes." Two little mercenaries approached and said to Tie Slag, their eyes were full of envy.

Tie Slag glanced at them, but said nothing.

"Brother, how much does this cost?" "We will buy it in the future." "Yeah." "Brother, can you let me touch it?" Two little mercenaries chattered.They came from an agricultural town in the south of the central continent, and formed a mercenary team with a few friends from the same plantation, and came out to explore the world.

"Go away!" The Black Pig King frowned and shouted at the two little mercenaries.His loud and rough voice made the eardrums of the two tremble.

"We are the Blue Star Team, the future Blue Star Legion, don't look down on us." "We will also have our own power armor in the future." The two little mercenaries said seriously.

Seeing their innocent appearance, the Black Pig King couldn't help grinning, then patted the shoulder armor, and said, "Three thousand gold coins a set, it's not expensive."

"Then..." the little mercenary muttered to himself and calculated, "Ten military merits and a gold coin, three thousand is thirty thousand..."

Another little mercenary was immediately discouraged, "My God, [-], when will I earn it?"

In fact, the price of the black pig is calculated according to the low-profit second-hand black goods from Lu Dali Workshop. If the market price is strictly followed, the quota document alone will cost several thousand gold coins. Not to mention other brands.

In the C-level strategic resource pool, Harley's mechanical power armor requires [-] combat points, which shows how expensive the mechanical power armor is.

Several people were chatting, and the broadcast came from the speaker.

[Soldiers, please be prepared, there are still five points to enter the battlefield]
[Repeat, there are still five points to enter the battlefield...]
The mechanically synthesized female voice echoed in the cabin, and everyone's faces became serious.The two little mercenaries quickly returned to their seats, clutching their seat belts tightly, their eyes mixed with excitement and anxiety.

A moment later, with a violent shaking, the hatch opened outwards with a "chi..." sound.

[Brave warriors, good luck to you]
(End of this chapter)