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At ten o'clock in the morning of the next day, in the meeting room of the headquarters of Sandstorm City, Lu Menglin and all members of the plane team, including a group of newly reclaimed officers in Sandstorm City, were holding an intense meeting.

When Lu Menglin told everyone present that within ten days, a Legion of the Dark Road tribe would pass here, everyone first showed an expression of disbelief, then shocked, worried, and feared. .

"Is this news conclusive?" Gao Dajin asked worriedly.

As the tactical commander of the God Nation, he knew best how terrifying the Dark Race Legion had.

Because of the huge racial base, the dark races are divided into categories. The strength of the monsters is very different. They usually take the ethnic group as the battle unit. Once the formed dark monster army appears, it means that this army has at least one. The existence of a large army commander and no less than four commander-level dark monsters, and this also means that in this dark race legion, there are a large number of high-level dark creatures, these high-level dark creatures Under the command of the army, a fighting force far superior to the ethnic group will burst out.

"Basically it is certain. This is an oracle from the Guangming Dragon God." Lu Meng lied without a red face and a heartbeat.

Because he was not going to tell the existence of the Lord of Destruction to these companions of the plane warfare, after all, the Lord of Destruction was not a product of the Shenmin continent, but from the alien warship on earth, from endless distance. Among the stars.

Moreover, the King of Destruction is the most special hole card in his hand. It is not excluded that Lu Menglin will use this card to deal with the gods in the future, so he simply uses the name of the bright dragon god as a guise. Anyway, he already has a dragon on him. The title of God's Blessed One is not in vain.

Upon hearing it was the oracle of the Bright Dragon God, the people of the gods and peoples present were in awe, and they all looked solemn.

The two priests, the sin priest Dabra and the second-level priest Huang Shaotian, bowed and saluted to show their respect to the bright dragon god.

The matter of the previous well has made everyone no longer suspicious of Master Wu Hao’s magical calculations. Therefore, when he said that within ten days, there must be news of the dark race army coming, and everyone did not doubt it. I dare not doubt.

Only the officers at the gathering spots, who lacked enough knowledge of the Dark Race, were confused, and all showed doubtful expressions.

Gao Dajin took a deep breath and said, "Master Wuhao, we have to leave here as soon as possible! We have no chance to fight the Legion of Darkness head-on."

Upon hearing this, there was a commotion among the officers at the gathering spot.

They feel very upset, Chief Wu Hao is leaving the gathering place?If he can't resist an enemy, can the rest of us do?

"Master Wuhao, maybe we don't have to leave the gathering place!" Mi Xiaochong said suddenly.

Everyone was taken aback, especially Gao Dajin, whose faces were full of surprise.

The reason why he is so determined to leave immediately is not that he himself is afraid of death, but that most of the reason is to protect someone in the team.

Because of this person's special identity, even if Master Wu Hao died, he would never be allowed to have an accident.

But now, this person actually took the initiative to speak, saying that everyone does not need to leave the gathering point. Is he crazy?Or have you been stunned, don't you know the importance of yourself?

In a moment, not only Gao Dajin's complexion changed drastically, but most of the Grassroots Gang's complexion changed.

Lu Menglin glanced at Mi Xiaochong, then at the people whose expressions had changed drastically, and thought, if this is not the case, I don't need to come out and mix up!

Linguist Mi Xiaochong, who are you?Why are these people in the Grassroots Gang so nervous about you?

However, Lu Menglin has never been a person who likes to explore other people's secrets. There are certain things that he knows in his heart, and he doesn't need to write it on his face.

"Mi Xiaochong, why did you say this?" Lu Menglin said lightly.

Mi Xiaochong nodded vigorously, and said loudly: "If it is true that the army of the Dark Race has been dispatched, as your intelligence says, then their purpose is definitely not one or several Human Race gathering points."

"In our historical records, there have been several incidents that have reached a new plane at the same time as the dark race. The dark race can only conquer this plane and know the strength of this plane. Under circumstances, they will send out large corps to fight because doing so will consume a lot of their energy to transmit the corps."

"Frankly speaking, we have fallen behind! We have not yet illuminated the space coordinates, and the Dark Race has sent a large army, and they have an absolute advantage on this plane. So we must light up the space coordinates as soon as possible, otherwise we will There will be only one end, that is, to be killed and swallowed by them together with this plane."

Mi Xiaochong talked a lot, and the listeners were all startled.

Especially the officers at the gathering point, all of them looked hard to see the extreme.

Because of the remarks just now, as long as the people present are not fools, they can clearly hear it. It turns out that this group of Wu Hao leaders are not human beings on the original plane, but human beings from different dimensions.

Following people from these different spaces, they are equivalent to having one foot on the thief ship, and now they have heard the origin of the other person. It is simply a mouse falling into a cesspit, not shit or shit.

Lu Menglin saw the embarrassment of this group of human officers, and felt the same. He shrugged his shoulders and said with a smile: "You don't need to be nervous! Everyone is human, but we are from another plane. What we said The dark race, that is, the monsters you have seen with the sword in the belly. They are here to destroy this plane world, and we have no such plans. We and the dark race are enemies of life and death, and are Our plane has already achieved a comprehensive advantage."

Hearing Wu Hao Chief's explanation, the emotions of these Human Race officers calmed down a bit, their moods were extremely complicated, and the expressions on their faces were even more exciting.

At this time, Long Zhanye, who had been silent, suddenly shouted in a deep voice: "Hey! How much do you need to think about it? You, like us, are just small people on the plane. Survival on the plane is not our turn to consider. How to save your life and survive, it's the damn right way!"

It is worthy of being the battlefield of Xiaoxionglong, a few words, and the psychological distance between the human officer and the members of the plane team is shortened.

He is right at all, no matter what plane war he is, who is the plane invader!Whether it is a god race or a human race on this plane, everyone's goal is the same, that is, how to survive!

Lu Menglin nodded, indicating that Long Zhanye was right, and then asked the Terran officers, "How many people can fight in the city now? What equipment do they have?"

Among this group of officers, the third adjutant Zhong Ming was still headed. He quickly stood up, slapped, and saluted the army first, but then said solemnly: "Report to Chief Hao, our city has a force and a machine. The brigade has a total of 3,741 people! There are two gun depots, one granary, six old tanks, and ten rapid-fire cannons."

"How many residents are there in the city?" Lu Menglin asked again.

Zhong Ming raised his head and replied with piercing eyes: "There are about 9,000 soldiers and civilians. If guns are distributed to young and strong residents, it should be able to pull up a team of 5,000."

"Your guns seem to be different from the flying soldiers of Ye South Korea." Lu Menglin thought for a while and asked.

While speaking, Lu Menglin dragged out an electromagnetic gun from the portable space. It was a trophy plucked from the pilot.

When Zhong Ming saw this electromagnetic gun, his heart suddenly shook, knowing that Master Wu Hao must have encountered the Korean pilot squadron who had spent the night, and they probably wiped out each other.

"Leader Hao, the night Korean pilots use electromagnetic weapons, and our gathering points use gunpowder weapons. Their equipment is about 20 to 30 years ahead of us. There is no way to compare." Zhong Ming smiled bitterly.

"It's so much ahead!" Lu Menglin almost wanted to scold his mother.

Everyone knows that Korea must be leading in science and technology at night, but they didn’t expect it to be so much ahead. The two sides are not in the same era at all. One is just out of the era of slash and burn, and the other has crossed into the interstellar era. And language.

If this gathering point can arm 5,000 soldiers armed with electromagnetic weapons, it is really possible to have a good fight with the big army of the dark races. Those who play with gunpowder guns, the original weapons in their hands are probably difficult to match. The dark race causes effective damage.

"Where is the closest gathering point from here? How many people are there? Is it possible to contact them and fight against the dark race together?" Lu Menglin thought for a while and asked again.

Zhong Ming showed an embarrassed look on his face, and said with a wry smile: "There are some connections, mainly between us middle- and lower-level officers. There will be connections between us. The nearest to our Sandstorm City are Heishui City and Xuanming City, these two cities. The strength and population are about the same as ours. If we pool together, we won't have a big problem with 5,000 soldiers each."

"But it is impossible for these two cities to join forces with us! Because they have commanders, and those commanders are directly appointed by Ye South Korea, and they will only follow Ye South Korea's instructions."

"Master Wuhao, as long as we concentrate our superior forces and resist the offensives of the previous wave of dark race legions, we can survive in the cracks of the battlefield!" Mi Xiaochong said unwillingly.

Lu Menglin nodded. In fact, he understood what Mi Xiaochong meant.

The army of the dark race came to this plane, the first target to deal with was the seven main kingdoms, and night Korea was also one of them, and the gathering points of these human races near the desert were just that they passed by. It's just a nail that was pulled out.

If the gathering points of these human races delayed the marching speed of the large corps and couldn't complete the primary strike target, then it would be a real loss.

So Mi Xiaochong’s opinion is that as long as everyone defends the sandstorm city and survives several waves of dark races, they may be abandoned by the army and attack more valuable military targets, such as Ye Korea.

This suggestion sounds tempting, but the risk is also great, because if Sandstorm City cannot stop the Dark Race's attack, everyone will have no way to escape.

Gao Dajin and the others firmly rejected this plan because it was too risky and did not want Mi Xiaochong to be in danger.