Chapter 566： Dangerous contest

No one can win against such a troop. The most frequently asked question by the electronic jamming troop there is, "What kind of enemy can suppress our most advanced electronic countermeasures system full of snowflakes on the screen?"

Similarly, the ace pilots of the f-15 fighter unit often drop their gloves on the ground after landing, and open their mouths to curse like "I have never seen such a miserable MiG fighter! Tell me that radar can't detect it. Shit!"

The infantry is not much better. They are often taken prisoner inexplicably, or sent out by the referees while sleeping, on the grounds that "they have been detected by the enemy."

As for why electronic warfare units that have never been electronically jammed are suppressed by the enemy, why the f-15 fighters cannot beat the MiG-21, and why the infantry is submerged by enemy artillery before it is deployed. No one knows.

Therefore, many combat troops were half depressed and half ironically said that Ailan Hill's strongest force was not the Royal Guards of Seris, but the "blue team" of Zhurihe, blessed by magic and metaphysics.

"What's the matter with those human airplanes! What are they doing here? You can tell me clearly!" A demon officer who gathered a hundred demon soldiers and finally stabilized his position, grabbed one of his men by the neck. Asked sharply.

"I...I...and...I don't know! I...really...really...I don't know anything!" The demon soldier was panicked, pinched his neck, and finally squeezed out his voice to reply. .

"Crack!" There was an inaudible sound, and the demon that had been picked up stopped struggling, and his head was tilted and there was no sound.

The leading demon officer threw the corpse in his palm aside, and took another thin demon, and asked the same question: "What's the matter with those human planes! What are they doing here? You tell me clear!"

The thin demon was obviously the kind of non-combat type demon who carried things. He was slammed by someone and stopped quickly. He also replied in panic: "There is a human magician over there! Our commander Jean Let's withdraw first, everything is messed up."

Obviously, this demon is calmer than the one who died just now, and the content of the answer is more useful.

Hearing this demon's words, the leading demon officer realized that something was not good. A human troop actually touched the demon floating city that was about to collapse.

No matter what they are here for, it is obviously unkind. The demon officer pondered for a few seconds, and then determined that no matter what this human force would do, he would do his best to stop it!

"Come with me! Find out and kill those human mice! Long live the source of magic!" The demon drew out the long sword from his waist, slashed at the Black Hawk helicopter hovering in the black smoke in the distant sky, and commanded loudly. Tao.

Beside him, hundreds of demons raised their weapons to the sky together and roared.

In the roar of the hundred and ten people, Ailan Hill's super **** puppet blasted open the heavy iron gate with magic, terrifying the thin demons who stayed inside.

Although these demons were not fighting demons, after a few seconds, these thin demons who realized what had happened screamed and rushed to the Ailan Hill super **** puppet who rushed in at the door.

There are explosions everywhere in the city, and there seems to be fighting in any corner. Ailan Hill's special operations forces fished in troubled waters, but many places were really attacked by Ailan Hill's artillery fire.

For example, the thick walls of Makar Xiluo are being destroyed by the sky fleet shelling at this moment.

The original thick and heavy city wall was turned into dust under the attack of large-caliber artillery. Countless demon magic towers carved with various patterns broke and collapsed in the artillery fire, and countless demons were buried in the rubble in the screams.

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In the quiet dining room, Ruther walked behind Chris and handed a message to Chris: "Your Majesty! The situation of the Second Battle of the Ferry!"

Chris smiled and put down the teacup in his hand, took the message, ignored the curious eyes of the Elf Queen and Jessica, and lowered his eyes to look at the contents.

Then he pressed the message on the table: "It's not a big deal, the news just came, it seems that we will probably win the second battle of Ferry City."

"If you win, you win. If you lose, you lose. What does it mean to win?" Her Majesty is still very sensitive to this kind of thing and immediately asked.

For the same beautiful woman, Jessica is not very interested in this kind of thing, so she doesn't ask about it at all. She prefers to talk about music and movies, and the topic just now revolves around these.

Chris met with the Elf Queen in the morning. At noon, the Queen stayed for lunch and just in time Jessica came back, so the three of them had a bite to eat.

Vivienne is in a bad mood, and she has been in a daze in the bedroom recently unless Chris personally delivers the porridge, otherwise she won't even touch it.

"The battle is not over yet. We have killed a large number of demons, perhaps as many as 200,000. But the demons also have their own advantages. If they can take the lead and smash a demon's floating city on our position, then we I lost." Chris replied.

He just wanted to amuse the calm-looking Her Majesty in front of him. After speaking, he handed the message to the other party: "In terms of conventional combat power, our battle is as stable as a mountain."

Her Majesty took the message from Chris, looked at the results on it, and looked up at Chris: "This operation has gone well so far, what does it mean?"

"It means K's action went smoothly." Chris smiled and leaned on the back of the chair, watching the star Princess Jessica, who didn't say a word, carefully eating a piece of honey cake there.

"Can you tell me more about this action? I'm very interested." The queen winks like silk, and said with affectionately: "I'm very interested in many of your secrets."

After Jessica heard this, her cake-cutting hand paused slightly, then glanced at the elf queen, then nodded slightly, with an expression that I felt qualified, and continued to deal with her delicious monster. A cake made of royal bee honey.

Chris also saw Jessica’s expression. In this world, it’s not unusual for a man to marry several wives. In the past, present, and the foreseeable future, Ailan Hill did not legislate to declare monogamy. intend.

So he could only smile and shook his head, and gave up his plan to use Jessica as a shield: "I'm sorry, Her Majesty, that's a secret, I can't tell you."

His answer was so simple, he was not affected by Her Majesty's face.

The queen was also stunned. This is the so-called "kill move" she learned recently after chasing more than 20 love dramas of Ailan Hill.

Those male protagonists on TV, seeing a woman with such an expression, will take up most of their brain's memory, causing the brain to immediately enter a state of downtime.

But the Emperor Ailan Hill in front of him seemed not too cold about this kind of thing. Not only did he have no downtime, he didn't even leave a little hope for Her Majesty the Queen who learned to wink for the first time.

What Her Majesty didn't know was that even if it was the first time she hadn't been so skilled, it had already made Chris feel uncomfortable.

What is the tragic thing in life? Isn't it just that a beautiful woman is affectionate to you, and even recommends a pillow seat, but you find that you can't choose according to your own mind?

"Well, your secrets are really too many, you may not know, Your Majesty Chris, once you make a woman curious, you will be very dangerous." The queen stretched a lazy waist, obsequious. x10, suddenly Chris entered the sage mode again.

"Especially you have made me curious too." Her Majesty pushed the message back to Chris's face, threatening sweetly.

Chris didn't look at the queen's eyes, but lowered his head, took the message in his hand again, and gave the best answer with silence.

The queen stood up gracefully and said goodbye to Chris: "I want to win the Elf tribe as soon as possible, and send the good news that one person is not damaged back to the country. I won't bother you in the afternoon."

Chris didn't get up, but put the text in his hand back into his pocket, as if he didn't care about the queen's departure.

Only he knows that it is a pretty face that makes people involuntarily excited, and that it is a beauty that is enough to make all men dream of. How could he not be moved? It's just that I don't want to lose this king's reservedness.

How many people who can sit in his position are willing to compromise for the beloved woman, or even give up the interests of their own empire?

May I ask, would Li Shimin trade Anxi Duhu for a woman? will not! So how could Chris give up the moon for the sake of a queen of elves?

"You're really hard-hearted." Jessica put down the knife and fork in her hand and said to Chris: "That's a pitiful fellow I see. You can actually stop looking at it."

"That's not a pitiful person! Jessica, she is not a weak woman." Chris looked at his princess, with a shy smile on his face: "In my eyes, packaging No matter how beautiful a nuclear weapon is, it is still a terrible nuclear weapon..."

"I don't think she is so dangerous." Jessica confidently said to Chris: "She is playing with fire, the deadliest flame of a woman!"

"You are so optimistic." Chris shook his head.

"Look at it! I bet!" Jessica grabbed the knife and fork again, and elegantly sliced ​​the Warcraft honey cake in front of her: "She will eventually find a way to put herself on your bed!"