Chapter 1419： Can it be done

His fingers finally stopped on the Cambridge of the Heavenly Sword God Sect: "In this way, we can intercept most of the people of the Heavenly Sword God Sect before they retreat near the bridge! According to our guess, there are about 110 to 130. Ten thousand enemy troops will be surrounded by us."

Speaking of this, it is the tactical level he is familiar with. So he also said more fluently and confidently: "Not to mention that winter on this planet is coming soon. From the consumption of supplies and the state of their own'army', at that time, besides surrendering, There is no choice."

"Go on!" Modler nodded appreciatively, affirming Burrison's plan.

The affirmed Burrison continued to play: "If you plan to do better, let the paratroopers take Cambridge directly! In front of our special forces, the enemy will not be effective even if they counterattack."

"It's a bit risky." Modler nodded nonchalantly, he was more interested in the second plan.

He originally thought that the army is expensive and fast, and he prefers to use his mobile advantage to fight large-scale campaigns and siege wars.

"However, compared with the danger, the benefits are even greater... About 1.5 million Heavenly Sword Shenzong troops and at least 800,000 wounded people will be left on this planet. These are all captives, and they are also a population that can be dispersed and absorbed." I justified my plan, and then felt a little rude, and turned the topic off: "At that time, enough people from the Jiuyou Sect will be busy...they only have more than 3,000 people, and now they have to take more than 1 million prisoners..."

"Leave them alone, our battle plan must be finalized as soon as possible! My opinion is that the two plans will be implemented together! The ground forces will be commanded by you personally, and the airborne forces will be handed over to Harold..." Modler is resolute and resolute. , Said.

"You have to use the fastest speed to advance to the Holy Church, and then go south to meet the lonely deep imperial paratroopers." He pointed to Burrison, and issued a combat order: "It's safer to do so, your troops will be killed in Cambridge Time is when the enemy is completely desperate!"

"The paratroopers need to block the path of the enemy's retreat, build a line of defense near Cambridge, and strive to keep all the enemies on this planet." Then, he made another gesture and pressed it near Cambridge.

"What if the paratroopers are attacked back and forth? On the other side of Cambridge, when the reinforcements of the Heavenly Sword God Sect are killed, things are in trouble." Burrison suddenly thought of a question and asked nervously.

"So we have to use the most elite special forces to cooperate with the interstellar paratroopers! Call Harrod, and I will deploy tasks for him personally." Modeller smiled and said, "You can think of this problem," well!"

Then he patted Burrison on the shoulder: "The key to this plan lies in your troops! You have to use the fastest time to break through the Holy City defense line and get to the vicinity of Cambridge! Then the paratroopers will be in no danger!"

"General! I will arrive on time and meet Harrod!" Burrison promised very solemnly.

"Go!" Originally asked Burrison to call Harold, but after a few more words, Modler motioned to the other side again.

Burrison stood at attention and saluted, saying goodbye loudly: "Yes! General! Long live the Allanhill Empire!"

"Long live your majesty! Carry out the order!" Modral returned a military salute, then looked back at the map.

Of course, the second elder Han, the second elder of the liaison officer of the Jiuyou faction who had been sitting in a daze in the corridor, did not know their conversation.

She was still at a loss as she watched a few engineers connect the fiber optic cables there. She felt that this kind of work was boring, and she didn't know the meaning of this kind of work.

However, she had nothing to do anyway, so she looked boredly at the two engineers in front of her doing boring things. She watched the other party pull the coils of wires over, plug them together, and then put them into the corner between the ground and the wall.

Subsequently, a person used a foaming agent similar to quick-drying cement to wipe a **** in the corner of the wall to protect these post-installed lines.

The substance seemed to dry quickly. The place where the two people first sprayed the protective foam is now very hard.

The old woman Han saw Burrison coming out of the conference room and walking towards the end of the corridor, her burly body under the soft light, no matter how mighty it looks.

In a clearing not far from the side of the headquarters, the four engines of a Z-30 transport aircraft have been adjusted to a vertical angle. The jet of tail flame blows up the dust on the ground, and some communication antennas around are also swaying back and forth in the wind.

Burrison squinted his eyes and waited for the plane to approach the ground, and then he saw Harrod who rushed back before even the power exoskeleton could take off.

"Sir!" As soon as Harrod walked out of the cabin of the plane, he saw Burrison. He walked over to salute, and his voice seemed a little small in the roar of the jet engine: "It's nice to meet you!"

"The general is waiting for you!" Burrison didn't talk nonsense, but grabbed Harold's wrist and took him to the direction of the headquarters.

Harold followed, and asked as he walked, "What's the matter? There is a task?"

"Yes! You and your people, get everything ready...In a few hours, the Air Force will cover you to go to Cambridge of the Heavenly Sword God Sect!" Burrison replied without looking back.

"...Ha!" After hearing this task order, Harold was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly he let out a loud voice, "It's really an exciting task."

At the same time, a lady officer invited the second elder Mrs. Han into the meeting room. She looked at the huge map in front of her a little nervously, and curiously waited for Modler to speak.

Modeller didn't let her wait too long. He turned around and saw her walking into the room and said, "Introduce myself, I am the commander-in-chief of the empire, Modeller! Nice to meet you, madam."

He pointed to the map, with a slight smile on his face. But what he said made the old lady Han almost sit on the ground in shock.

Just listen to Modler's words: "I hope that in the next month, your Jiuyou Sect will be ready to receive about 1 million or more captives from the Heavenly Sword God Sect. Can you do it?"

"I, I didn't hear clearly...you, what did you say?" The second elder, who seriously suspected that he had heard the hallucinations, asked tentatively.

"I said, in the next month, will you be ready to receive 1 million captives? From the Heavenly Sword God Sect! Captives!" Modler raised his voice and repeated it again, letting Granny Han not know how to answer The problem.