Updated: 2013-02-04

"Impossible, absolutely impossible!"

With a bang, the report's personal guard was pulled out of the tent by Hong Miao who was slapped in the air. After several struggles, the unlucky Six-Crystal Warrior was carried to the infirmary by his colleagues.

Although the Second Army only had 100,000 people, only accounting for one-thirty of the entire army, their destruction brought too many adverse effects.

If it was destroyed after several days of hard battle, then Hong Miao could still accept it.

However, now, in just ten minutes, the completely elite Second Army was completely destroyed by the Yun Army's fighter fleet.

Not to mention the decline in morale and combat power, the speed and combat power of the Yuncheng army alone made this seemingly relaxed war to kill the country extremely difficult.

"Will this time be a tragic victory?"

At this moment, Hong Miao felt a little confused and hesitant in his heart.

It was because of this slight doubt that Hong Miao's eyes shifted to the thin figure on the edge of the big tent.

That was the mysterious messenger. After telling him the important news, the woman with her head and tail did not leave.

"Hissergeant Hong Miao, if you have a bad situation, we can sell all kinds of strategic wisdom at a cheap price, so please allow me to follow."

At that time, when this sentence was spoken from this ignorant woman, all she received was Hong Miao's ridicule and her mood to death.

And Hong Miao completely ignored her follower.

And now, thinking of this sentence at the beginning, Hong Miao's heart suddenly flashed, "Can you really ask them for help?"

"No, no, I, Hong Miao, stand tall and do not show weakness, how can I be intimidated by Yuncheng, and even if Chu Yun is not around?"

The surging fighting spirit rose up, and in a moment, Hong Miao regained the man who stood tall again.

"The First Army, the Personal Guard, prepare."

With a command, the central army was in the middle, and the cheers of 100,000 special red-blooded warriors began to break through the sky.

"Long live King Miao, Long live King Miao..."

...

Just when the first army began to divide into four waves and rushed in four directions.

The Hong Miao army in each formation was in full swing.

Teams of young army fighter jets were broken into pieces and raging everywhere.

The elite two armies were completely wiped out!

The terrifying facts made the commanders of each army lose their competencies.

Since the enemy is so strong, you naturally need to defend properly.

There are almost no exception. All commanders ordered their troops to be replaced with long-range weapons or long-range weapons.

For a time, missiles, anti-aircraft guns, and special ballistics of long-range armed forces flew all over the sky.

The entire sky became a real Shura hell, and the Yuncheng fighter jets turned into flashes of fire-colored fire balls in dense barrage, falling to the ground.

With the sudden power of Hong Miao army, the Yuncheng Fighter Army's response is very simple.

Fighter planes began to stretch, opening the distance to the ground.

However, it is very strange that after these fighter jets stretched, they were always faintly hanging on the edge of the range of Hong Miao army's long-range attack.

Neither flee nor continue to rise, thus breaking away from the attack range of Hong Miao's army.

On the contrary, as long as the attack of the Hong Miao army below was slightly weaker, these fighter formations began to dive, pouring various light bombs and bombs back on the head of the Hong Miao army.

For a moment, the two sides fought fiercely in this way.

From time to time, fighter jets turned into fire balls in the starry sky, while the human body on the ground became increasingly fragile, and could turn into rags or ashes in dense and terrifying attacks and explosions at any time.

Evenly matched.

The battle actually developed into a balanced situation under an incredible situation.

As time passed, death continued, and the soldiers on both sides completely red their eyes in the air and on the ground.

At the edge of the combat area of ​​the Thirteenth District.

Central Command of Yuncheng Army.

In the simple and handsome tent, Xia Lan, wearing gorgeous armor, stood silently in the center, looking up at the huge three-dimensional sand table in front of him. The busy senior staff around him were constantly correcting and displaying the entire battlefield situation so as to provide the most accurate instant information as soon as possible.

"Sister, the loss of the Young Army has reached 10%. Should the next stage begin?"

The chief of staff of the pink monkey finally couldn't hold it in, and spoke.

The Chinese youth army is the new force of their own power, with great potential and its importance is self-evident.

In just three years, the chief of staff believed that their combat power could be increased by at least three times.

At that time, this planet, no, even if it is this galaxy, they can become super combat power and super army within the Three A.

They are all treasures.

However, this damn Hong Miao did not give himself three years.

Now, this group of young troops, which were only half trained, was forced to be pulled onto the battlefield, because at this moment when the ground troops were completely weaker than the Hong Miao army, they were the key to victory or defeat.

Although I knew in my heart that as long as they persisted for a moment, the second stage would become more perfect, the loss of 10% also made the Fan Monkey Chief of Staff feel extremely heartbroken.

That's why the chief of staff made such a suggestion. Anyway, the Young Army had already completed their mission perfectly.

"Well, wait another fifteen minutes."

Hearing the chief of staff’s advice, Xia Lan was silent for a moment, looked at the clock in her wrist, and spoke.

"Ah, OK!"

Although I am unwilling to accept it, there is only one voice on the battlefield in the end.
Chapter completed!