Orc Tyrant

Mirand Harmon came to the map and pointed to the small flag on it and said:

"As Commander Mountbatten said, our deployment is indeed lined up like a snake, but please don’t neglect our inland water fleet. In other words, if Oak dares to hit the snake’s head, the snake’s tail will become Snake head, give them a bite! If they hit the tail of the snake, then the head will give them a bite. If they hit the middle, then they have to take two bites! Each legion can rely on the river to maneuver and make a supportive response at any time, instead of holding it together. The regiment is more advantageous."

"Cut, talk on paper."

Mountbatten sneered disdainfully, tilted his head and said:

"Then, Commander Harmon, please tell me, how many ships do you plan to use to transport the entire army's personnel and equipment? Although the Duron River is not a small river, it is not a big river like the Skasen River. What if the channel is not smooth? Swim over. What?"

"Didn't they have collected tens of thousands of civilian ships."

"Fishing boats are also civilian boats. Who knows how many are there to make up for."

"you!"

"Okay, let me add a little bit."

Craig interrupted the argument in time, but his eyes on Mountbatten were not so friendly anymore.

"First of all, the latest information has just been obtained. The King of Ouk is now in the Biel Tevere Mountains thousands of miles away."

When this was said, everyone was in an uproar, and even Mountbatten was taken aback.

With the conquest of Ouke like a fire, the name of Guk has spread throughout the streets and alleys of various countries and regions. Everyone knows that there is a powerful beast chief on the far side, who is approaching the civilized world step by step.

The New California Republic, which is at the forefront, feels the same. Even among children in some cities, a game called "Hunting Guk" is popular. The rules of the game are very simple. One wears white clothes. The child hides, other children look for him, whoever finds him first is the "Ok Hunter".

This may be just a naive game, but it reflects the fear and hatred of the New California Republic from top to bottom.

"The news is true?"

The question was about Lieutenant General Jacopo Devers, the commander of the Third Army. He was the oldest among the commanders on the scene, only five years younger than Greek, but he had been undertaking defensive and vigilant missions in large-scale fields. There is very little combat experience.

"It's true."

At this time, even Mountbatten had to admit that it was indeed a fighter, but he still had doubts.

Craig didn't care about him. Instead, he picked up a file bag from the table, then opened it, and distributed the files one by one to everyone.

"The specific information about the Battle of Birtweiler, including the deployment of the Axum army beforehand, as well as Ouke's offensive route, etc."

Mountbatten also got a copy. He took a closer look and found that it did look like a real battlefield document, but there were also many doubts, such as how the warlord of Ouke suddenly ran to the position where Yuhikin was garrisoned. ? And how did he defeat an Ork warlord and its guard with a broken regiment?

Nothing is written on this.

"Sir, the source of this information..."

The commander-in-chief of the Western Theater Command glanced at him and did not answer this question. Mountbatten also knew that he had crossed the line and did not continue to ask questions.

"I just said, Ok was headless and vulnerable."

Soon, John De Witte, the commander of the Fifth Army, expressed his opinions, and others also agreed. The tension dissipated for the most part, as if Oak was no longer a threat.

Craig also laughed. This kind of atmosphere is what he likes to see. If the officers are afraid first, then the soldiers under his hands are even more reluctant to go. This is a knack he has learned from his years in the military.

"I think everyone knows that Ouke seems to be in large numbers, but under the influence of their sloppy nature, it is impossible to gather them all. Maybe Guke has this ability, other warlords... Hmph, command at most It's already the limit if you get a crowd of more than 100,000 mobs! Although the Axum army certainly did not really defeat the million-ouk army, they only need to defeat the main force of Ouk, and the others will naturally flee."

"The commander is right."

"In fact, we can just wait for them to counterattack. We form a resilient line of defense, constantly consuming their offensive spirit with offensive defense, and finally annihilate their main force in one fell swoop."

"Several railway bridges that were blown up before can also be repaired."

Everyone was talking enthusiastically, but an abrupt voice sounded.

"Commander, I..."

It was Walter Kruger, the commander of the Second Army who spoke. He has always been known for his steadiness and rigor. He has been fighting against the Harpy on the southern border all the year round, and he is also quite rich in command experience.

"Our army wants to occupy Vader City. Is the position too prominent? Will it..."

"Don't worry, when the Seventh Army arrives, they will cover your rear."

Hearing these words, Walter Kruger could only sit back in his seat.

"Sir, are there any ways to deal with Ok's heavy rockets and the harpies attached to them?"

Hugh Drum, the commander of the Fourth Army, raised a question that was ignored by everyone before.

"Of course, considering these circumstances, the Ministry of National Defense has already convened 2,400 experienced witchcraft volunteers in conjunction with the Wizards General Union. They will arrive soon and join the various troops as a supplement. They can offset part of it. Ouke’s long-range firepower advantage, as for the Harpy..."

A mysterious smile appeared on Greek's face.

"Brigadier General Henry Arnold has arrived at the airport on the outskirts of Cardillon with the new troops. The newly formed task force will help us disperse the beasts."

After glanced at the generals and determined that no one needed to speak anymore, Craig took out another document and distributed it to the various commanders with several totem-like things printed on it.

"Attention, everyone. According to the detected intelligence, there are currently three Occan warlords gathered near Axum. They are codenamed Bloodfang, Split Skull, and Blood Skull. Our main enemy is them."

Mountbatten kept these three symbols firmly in his mind, and even vaguely expected that he would be able to fight one of them, and most of the other officers had expressions eager to try.

"Everyone, the more ferocious the enemy, the more we can prove our courage."

Craig put his hands on the table, his eyes gradually becoming serious.

"They are a bunch of beasts, so we don't have to be merciful and beat his mother hard!"

"Yes!"

Everyone stood up together, straightened their chests and let out a loud roar.

"For one thing, this operation is codenamed'Heavy Thunderstorm', which is a top-secret level, and should not be disclosed to anyone two hours before the operation is launched.

"Yes!"

Just at this moment, there was a dull thunder from outside, and heavy raindrops hit the windows, making the whole world blurred.

"Okay, that's it for today's meeting. Let's go away."

Just as Mountbatten was about to leave, Craig's voice suddenly came from behind.

"Master Mountbatten, you stay for a while."

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