Thank you for the invitation. I am in Terra, just under the stars.

"No, you didn't understand what I meant. What I wanted to say was... is it just a new army of recruits? Isn't that too little?"

The serious tone of the Pardoner made Tracy raise his eyebrows slightly. He looked at the sand table again and thought about the support that Iron Blood Heavy Industry could bring from its position, and said contemptuously:

"Is it less? They are just a private enterprise. And I, we have a country standing behind us, even if it is only half of this country."

"Maybe……"

A muffled voice came from the Pardoner's mouth.

But he seemed to just shake his head and did not continue with that 'maybe', and then said:

"The Shining, she is that, very special.

"Only in swordsmanship, I will never be able to defeat her."

Although he has no passion for swords, he can easily surpass the decades and centuries of hard work of sword masters.

But can swordsmanship influence the battlefield?

The Pardoner had never seen anyone who could do that, but he felt that maybe Shining could do it, but she didn't like swordsmanship.

And Tracy thinks it is completely impossible,

He has been fighting for his whole life, and everyone has seen countless swordsmanships. He may have good lethality one-on-one, but what about on a huge battlefield?

Since all countries have entered industrialization to varying degrees, the battlefield is no longer a place to demonstrate personal force.

Even the Witch King huddled in his tower and refused to take a step, let alone the Shining, who was only talented in swordsmanship?

Tracy was convinced,

He reached out and moved the chess pieces on the sand table. Three of them were staring at Emerald City, and two were already sitting on Emerald City.

He said:

"Manfred will give me a satisfactory result, he knows how to do it."

The eyes behind the holes in the mask looked deeply at Tracys.

The Pardoner said in a low voice:

"Haha, if you are like this, I should think about whether you are taking it too seriously."

..............................

The blazing sun is scorching the earth. Standing in the golden wasteland and bearing the scorching brilliance, it is like being in the sky full of yellow sand, and the air has become dry and blocked.

A tall Sakaz man wearing black armor stood on a high slope, looking into the distance against the bright sun.

He was Manfred, a member of the Military Council active on the front lines of the war against the Tower of Babel, and a student of Therese.

After receiving the news from the teacher, Manfred temporarily withdrew from the front line and took a personal guard to prepare for his new legion. At the same time, he also had to command the legion to capture a company.

A company capable of mass-producing pure Origin Stones.

Under the dazzling sunlight, Manfred squinted his eyes, thinking about what to do with that mysterious company that had no useful information in order to obtain their Originium production line.

Suddenly, he caught a glimpse of a black spot in the sky.

"That is……"

Manfred frowned and wanted to take a closer look, but he couldn't see clearly. It seemed to be flying very high.

He casually fired a spell blast and accurately hit the black spot. The black spot shook and began to float slowly downwards.

Now Manfred finally saw it clearly, it was a drone.

“Can a drone fly so high?

"No, wait, this dark red...

"Iron-blooded Heavy Industry?"

103. Create a dangerous path and surprise the enemy!

The cockpit of the transport vehicle is very spacious, with a lot of space reserved for weapons, but the agent only took a set of dragoons and vacated these places.

The air-conditioning outlet blows cool air tirelessly, dispelling the heat in the car.The back of the chair was adjusted downwards, and Zhou Cheng lay comfortably on it.

Unfortunately, it's still not soft enough.

When the agent returns victorious, should he be rewarded?

For example, a reward for doing something you love with your owner?

Ah.

The agent's driving skills are very stable, and driving for the owner makes the already stable skills even more stable. From the beginning to the end, the car seems to have never moved. You can only realize that you are moving forward by looking at the distant scenery outside the window.

Slender fingers covered with black silk gloves gently pushed the buttons on the console, and a soothing and elegant music slowly flowed from the car stereo, as elegant as appearing at a noble party.

How to describe it?

Very suitable for sleeping.

Zhou Cheng showed an obvious expression of satisfaction and closed his eyes to rest.

Just when the agent thought the master was going to take a nap, he suddenly said:

"You can tell me whatever you want to say, I didn't sleep."

"Good host."

The agent responded softly,

After about three or four seconds, she continued:

"The reconnaissance drone in the north discovered a very strong Sakaz man. It is initially estimated that the energy response is about the same as me with 30% of the effort. After he destroyed the drone, I increased the height of the remaining drones and Have the other drone follow him.

"Now, he is moving quickly towards the main force of the Military Commission, and contact is expected in 10 minutes."

Zhou Cheng commented:

"He's aware of us."

"But they don't know where we are," the agent replied.

The armored convoy of Iron Blood Heavy Industries was moving quietly through the wasteland. From the sky, there were reconnaissance units of the Military Commission in all directions. It looked like the Military Commission was escorting the convoy.

I almost ran into it several times, but was always bypassed just right.Coincidentally, it was like a well-rehearsed script, and the other party was cooperating with the movement of the motorcade.

The reconnaissance drone of Iron Blood Heavy Industry was made randomly by Zhou Cheng last time, mixed with the monkey version imitated by some agents. Its height and detection range were beyond the imagination of the Terran people.

Under the control of the agent, half of the drones are moving around the convoy. As long as someone enters within 5KM, they will be discovered quickly, which is no different from having the whole map activated.

Zhou Cheng narrowed his eyes and asked:

"What are you going to do?"

"I think that might be the top brass of the Military Commission, and I'm going to wait for them to gather before attacking," the agent replied.

The attack range of the T60-X Legion can reach up to 900 meters, but the locking technology of the seaweed head and the accuracy of the RPG-7 itself are not that precise, and the dispersion will be very random.

The best option is to bring the battlefield closer to about 500 meters.

This position can maximize the power of the RPG-7 and create a dense bombing area. After about one salvo, you can be ready to clean up the mess.

The agents didn't think much of the military committee. These armies didn't even have a few armored units, most of them were infantry, while Iron Blood Heavy Industry had humanoid tanks like power armor.

From her perspective, these so-called official armies were actually nothing more than African warlords.

When the agent became silent again, Zhou Cheng rested quietly.

He didn't sleep well last night. Shining seemed to be getting hungrier and thirstier. Every time he went to sleep, he had the illusion that there was no drop of water left in his body.

After 9 minutes and 50 seconds,

The agent called softly:

"Master, we have arrived."

Zhou Cheng opened his eyes and noticed that the motorcade stopped in the shadow of a hill.

He stood up and looked out the window. Pure white T-60Xs were getting off the transport truck in an orderly manner. The RPG-7 in his hand shone with a metallic luster under the dazzling sunlight.

As the party that attacks first, the agent directs the first team and the second team to fire a round of RPG-7 volleys, and then goes up to charge, providing a stable output space for the back row.

I saw these big metal guys carrying thick and enlarged RPG pipes specially customized according to their body shape on their thick iron arms, and slowly raised their arms to adjust the angle.

30 units of power armor stood in a square formation, making such movements in perfect synchronization, and a majestic aura of iron blood rushed towards their faces.

The agent opened the car door and stepped out gracefully. Before closing the car door, she bowed slightly and said:

"Watch me, my lord."

………………

Manfred had a bad feeling.

It was already 9 minutes after he discovered the Iron Blood Heavy Industries drone. At that time, he immediately realized that the actions of the military committee were likely to be known to that mysterious company, and immediately made the most correct decision - go Join the army.

He expected that with the power that the mysterious company might have, it might not be able to defeat the army head-on, but it would be entirely possible to behead him with only his personal guards.

As an officer who has systematically studied Kazdaele's military theory, Manfred has never minded guessing the enemy with the strongest possibility and responding to it.

But now, as he was about to join the army of new recruits, he felt inexplicably blocked.

This feeling of uneasiness is as bad as waking up in the morning and eating moldy apple pie wearing smelly socks that haven’t been washed in a week!

"...How long until we can join the army?"

"Right away, in less than half a minute, Colonel."

The adjutant of the Guards, who had been in real-time contact with the army, replied.

He glanced at Manfred, who had a frown on his face, and whispered:

"I don't think you need to worry. Lord Tresis has given our army the latest batch of armor and artillery from Kazdaele. With your command, even if the Tower of Babel comes, you won't be able to please us."

"hope so."

Manfred cherished his words like gold, and his strong uneasiness made him in no mood to speak.

At this time, his adjutant pointed forward and said:

"Sir, you are here to pick us up."

It was an armored convoy, with a total of twenty armored off-road vehicles and armored artillery divided into two rows to greet them with great momentum.

This army immediately dispatched nearly half of its armored units to greet them, which is enough to show that they attach great importance to the assigned commanders.

As a student of Tracys and always active on the front line, Manfred is quite famous. At least there will be no rebellion among the troops assigned to him by Tracys himself.

The military officers on the armored vehicle had already come down to greet the commander with smiles on their faces, but what they saw was a shocking scene.

Instead of slowing down after seeing them, the officer began to run, raised his hand, and waved vigorously towards them, seeming to be shouting something.

An officer didn't hear clearly, so he kept a smile and nodded slightly, and then concentrated on listening and seeing.

Manfred's aged face was twisted into a frown.

One can read anxiety and shock from his suddenly narrowed pupils.

near,

The officer heard clearly now,

It turned out that he was shouting:

"...

"Get down now!!"

104.Agent: Give it a serious punch

Under Manfred's gaze,

Dozens of rockets trailed thick tail flames and thick smoke across the air, scattering like blooming raindrops in the convoy.

The first warhead hit the desert-colored armor of the lead off-road vehicle. The safety at the tip ignited the explosive in the conical copper tube the moment it came into contact with the thing.

A trace of fire pierced the surface of the warhead, and in almost milliseconds, the fire expanded violently into a fireball, quickly engulfing the entire off-road vehicle and expanding to the surrounding area.

A strong sound wave impact first tore the eardrums of Officer Sakaz at close range, and then countless small metal fragments pierced his strong body.

When he was blown away by the impact of the explosion, he had turned into a charred corpse covered in holes like honeycomb and burning.