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

That's an armored artillery unit that was built by selling iron and steel!There are also one hundred warlocks and ten elite warlocks inside!

The artillery unit must be equipped with warlocks to build magic fortifications, otherwise it will be a target on the battlefield.

But now, it’s all gone?Even Manfred was captured alive?

Traces was furious, and everyone was trembling except for the sin-pardoner, the old God, who was standing there.

At this time, another voice came from outside the door.

"Report! The battlefield video transmission is back!"

Traces restrained his anger, waved his hand and said:

"Watch it on the screen."

"Yes!"

The soldier who just came in took a video recording device and connected it to the wall display.

Soon, a picture appeared inside.

What appeared in front of everyone in the military committee's command room was a piece of scorched earth, with some remains of vehicles and camps, and countless large lumps of charcoal of various sizes scattered among them.

The officers in the command room noticed that part of the charcoal seemed to have a humanoid outline.

A terrible guess came to mind,

They held their breath involuntarily, as if a pair of invisible hands were holding their throats.

Soon, the camera lifts and rises, looking down from above.

The vast land is filled with gray and dead scorched earth, with no end in sight.

"This is a battlefield.

"We spent three hours putting out the fire, using hundreds of warlocks, both our own and civilians."

There was a nagging voice in the video, it was the person who recorded the video.

The officers looked at each other in silence for a long time before an old voice sounded:

"Won't they run away?"

If there's a fire in the camp, just run away if you can't put it out. The Military Commission doesn't teach people to die.

This is also what the officers present here are wondering about.

At this time, the camera that was wandering on the scorched earth suddenly stopped, and the videographer said:

"I was not far away when the flames suddenly ignited and spread to cover the entire camp within tens of seconds.

“I thought I heard cracks and explosions, maybe an artillery shell, but by the time I got closer they had stopped bombing.

"Then, I saw maybe thirty or forty power armors surrounding the burning camp, using strange guns to kill the people who ran out of the flames."

The camera reached the edge of the scorched earth, and charred corpses with holes pierced through their bodies were lying on the ground.Compared to what's inside, at least it looks like a human being, not a handful of coke.

"Because of the power armor, I didn't dare to stay and ran away again. Fortunately, no one was chasing me."

The sound is still coming from the display screen, but the needle can already be heard in the command room.

Even the most cruel and cruel generals in the past held their breath at this moment, and some even looked away and did not dare to look.

In the scorched earth and charcoal, they seemed to glimpse the overwhelming fire and the mournful wailing in the fire.

The Sakaz people are extremely resistant to energy, and the elite Sakaz warriors were able to struggle inside for several minutes before dying miserably.

In this process, they will first suffocate, then their bodies will be burned through by flames, and their eyeballs will explode with liquid, but it will evaporate as soon as it drips down.

The air becomes rich and thick,

That is,

Desperate depression.

PS: I was thinking about whether the title should be called "I Know Many People in Kazdaele"

106. Rewards for agents after the war

[The Shining: Cheng, are you back? 】

[Zhou Cheng: Yeah. 】

[Zhou Cheng: Don’t worry, I’m just going to watch the game, nothing will happen. 】

[The Shining: Okay. 】

[Zhou Cheng: A prisoner will be sent up later. Send it soon. Get some of it and remember to stun him. 】

[The Shining: Okay. 】

On the first floor of Jagged Headquarters, there is an extremely wide and empty space in front of the unattended counter. There are sofas and coffee tables for resting on both sides, and green potted plants are placed around it.

In the rest area on the left, Zhou Cheng put down his phone and looked at the head maid beside him.

She came down from the battlefield still spotless, and even her hair looked smooth and shiny as if she had just been washed.

The only thing that changed was the cold and pretty face, with a smile that was always warmer on the thin lips.

It was rare for her to be able to fight seriously, even if it was just a punch, it made her very happy.

She was very intoxicated by the powerful feeling that filled her body with intense energy, as if even her soul was swelling. Even now, the lingering lingering feeling in her body has not dissipated.

After noticing the owner's gaze, her lips, which were painted with lipstick and showed a beautiful light cherry color, pursed lightly. The coldness remained on her pretty cheeks, but some expectation vividly appeared in her eyes.

Zhou Cheng stretched out his hand, put it on the head of the maid, rubbed it gently, and praised:

"Not counting the time spent on the road, it took a total of 7 minutes and 21 seconds from meeting the enemy to the end, and 2997 people were wiped out. Judging from the current configuration of Iron Blood Heavy Industry, this can be called an efficient operation, which made me feel surprise.

"Did you improve the formula of the white phosphorus bomb you used later? The diffusion speed and range are faster and wider than the last time I used it."

Different from the 10 minutes estimated by the military committee, in fact the soldiers only lasted for 7 minutes at most, which still did not allow for subsequent bombing.

At that time, the temperature inside the fire caused by white phosphorus reached thousands of degrees, and it was extremely sticky.Not to mention flesh and blood, even the bones were burned through.

The praised agent showed an innocent smile, bowed his head slightly under his touch, and said modestly:

“Increase the loading capacity and improve the way the explosions are pushed so that they can fly farther in the push wave of the first explosion.

"I just did a little bit of work."

“Very good, very good~”

Zhou Cheng nodded slightly.

He took his hand back and smelled the hair fragrance on it, pulled the agent to sit down on the sofa in the hall, put his arm around her young shoulders, and asked:

"Can you tell me why you didn't take advantage of the situation to declare war? There are also Manfred's prisoners."

She had obviously prepared a draft and answered in a serious manner:

“I think Iron Blood Heavy Industry is currently developing at a high speed, and many materials rely on purchasing from Kazdaele. If we launch a full-scale war with the Military Council, we will be greatly restricted in terms of raw materials.

“Moreover, currently we do not have the ability to quickly resolve a war involving the entire Kazdaele, even if we cooperate with the Tower of Babel, we will also lose the major customer of the Military Commission.

"Compared with the benefits brought by the war and compared with our current development speed, this is undoubtedly extremely uneconomical."

What agents want to do is make money through other people's wars, rather than being dragged into wars themselves.

Of course, if the military committee really didn't care about life and death and was a mad dog that didn't know pain, she wouldn't mind destroying them completely.

"As for the prisoner, it's just to give him a better name for demanding compensation."

At the same time, it is also a matter of keeping a thin line in life so that we can meet each other easily in the future and do business.

As for whether this line is too short?

Oh.

She feels

Being able to have such an intention is a matter of gratitude to the Military Committee.

Zhou Cheng could understand the thoughts of his maid, he smiled and said:

"I'm very satisfied. Do you want any reward?"

Although the head maid actually weighs a ton, her normal performance is only one or two times heavier than the Shining due to the psychic energy she possesses, and she doesn't sink too deep into the sofa.

"No." The agent shook his head slightly.

A seaweed head brought the teapot and cup. She poured the master a cup of tea and said seriously:

"You have given me enough, I don't want to ask for anything more from you."

Zhou Cheng picked up the cup and took a sip. It was milk tea, the same flavor he drank at the Tower of Babel.

Did the agent take the initiative to learn about it, or did the people at the Tower of Babel say it?

He didn't bother to ask, so he recorded the matter to both parties at the same time, raised his hand and squeezed the ball on the agent's head, and said:

"It's not asking for it. It's just like a wealthy parent who buys her a gift or something after her child gets high marks in the exam, right?"

"...I understand." The agent who was silent for a moment whispered, "If possible, I hope someone can come and share the work for me as soon as possible."

Iron Blood Heavy Industries' next plan is to build a sub-base to increase its sphere of influence in Kazdale. At that time, the Origin Stone can be directly stored in the sub-base in advance, and long-distance transactions will be delivered from the sub-base.

Also, the follow-up results of the medical department and the food factory still on the schedule will need separate bases as sales channels.

Most of the people who need their products cannot place orders at Jagged Headquarters, and they don’t even understand the Internet.

Zhou Cheng immediately patted his chest and agreed:

"Don't worry, I'll get one for you tomorrow."

After the agent finished his work, Zhou Cheng went to the medical department on the second floor, where Manfred was being rescued.

Two large transparent holes were punched through his stomach, all nearby organs were burned, and his head received a serious punch from the agent. He was almost on his deathbed when he was sent to Iron Blood Heavy Industry.

The agent did not speed up the convoy specifically for him, and death in the middle of the road was very likely in her estimation.

When the time comes, just give the Military Commission a corpse.

However, Manfred was determined and managed to get into the medical department.

When Zhou Cheng saw the child again, his face had been wrapped in circles of bandages and turned into a mummy, but the two holes in his stomach had not been resolved.

The Shining pulled Nightingale, who usually did not come to the medical department to study, over, and all the doctors used spells on Manfred.

Some were repairing his organs, while others were picking up his intestines. Zhou Cheng watched for a while before the light of the spell disappeared.

Kalkaya wrapped the young Sakaz officer's belly with a bandage. Nightingale, who was treating a patient for the first time since regaining his new life, was observing carefully. Shining took off his gloves and washed his hands, then walked to Zhou Zhou. Cheng said beside him:

"His life is out of danger, but his skull is difficult to deal with. There are too many bone fragments, and our medical equipment does not support us in performing too precise surgeries."

"It's okay, as long as he doesn't die, he's just a prisoner anyway." Zhou Cheng waved his hand, looking unconcerned.

There are more important things to do than Manfred.

He put his hands on his hips and looked at the Nightingale who was watching around Manfred, and said:

"Let the girls put down what they are doing. After all, Iron Blood Heavy Industry has won the first battle. I asked the cafeteria to make hot pot. I copied the hot pot base ingredients. Let's take a holiday and let everyone eat together."

"Ah."

Shining had no objection and turned around to greet his team members. Soon the girls shouted "Okay" and left the medical department with Zhou Cheng.

The operating room, which had not yet been tidied up, was empty. One light was still on, providing a small source of light in the dim space.Half of it illuminated Manfred's bandaged head, lying alone on the operating table.

It looks like a CG image from a hospital horror game.

108. All this is for Father (Nieto face)

"Although you are not Nieto...

"But, I don't care!"

Looking at the owner whose facial lines suddenly became tough, the Scarecrow was speechless for a moment.

After putting on her underwear, she took the clothes Zhou Cheng had prepared and put them on. It was a similar evening dress to her original one, revealing a large area of ​​smooth and white skin on her back, as well as her butterfly-like shoulder blades.

In addition to the appearance, the body used by Scarecrow is also an agent on the inside. With the parameters of an agent, she doesn't have to adapt to walking.

The delicate little feet are put on socks, and the toe of the big toe is pressed against the front edge of the thin socks, showing softness through the light silk.The slightly extended toenails also have a clear outline on top, making the toes become clear and three-dimensional through the black silk.

Then he put it into the special iron boots that looked like high heels, lifted it up and put it down, and landed lightly and silently on the ground.

Zhou Cheng picked up the hair rope and comb from the edge of the workbench, waved to her and said: