After a complete victory, all countries began to rest. Among them, the US and British forces returned to their homeland, and Qin Hui's name also began to appear on the stage of history.

In October 2037, Qin Hui was awarded a medal in Paris, France. She was then the Minister of Defense of France, the commander of the First French Army, the principal of the Paris Military Academy, and the rank of marshal.

It has been four months since the Battle of Berlin, and post-war reconstruction is being fully launched. And the main alien force has not yet arrived on Earth. Qin Hui's original words are still vivid in his mind, except for a very small number of people.

"Dangdang!" Qin Hui sat in her office browsing the latest military service situation, and then woke up by a knock on the door.

"Come in!" Qin Hui took a sip of the red wine on the table and said gently to the communicator in front of her.

"Marson, there is a female officer who claims to be Rita who wants to see you!" Sherlock walked into the door and reported loudly.

"Rita!" Qin Hui smiled slightly after hearing this. Rita was extremely active in the battle that day. Although she was found to be seriously injured and dying after the war, she finally survived under the care of the medical staff. You should know that war has always been the best way for soldiers to be promoted. Rita has now been promoted to a colonel officer with her performance that day and has been awarded the title of Berlin Angel.

"Is there anything she has to do?" Qin Hui asked indifferently. Although Rita is one of the protagonists of this world and the angel in the hearts of the soldiers, the protagonist Qin Hui had seen was gone, and the difference in identity between the two sides made Qin Hui not take it seriously. What kind of angels should be known? This title is just Qin Hui's conscription method.

"Sorry, Marshal, Colonel Rita only said he needed to see you, and no one else would like to say anything else. If Marshal, you don't want to see her, please let her leave immediately!" Sherlock immediately replied after seeing Qin Hui's expression. Qin Hui is his golden thigh. Sherlock dares not question Qin Hui no matter who he offended.

"Forget it, let her come in!" Qin Hui threw the documents in her hand aside and looked at the adjutant who turned away.

After a while, Rita walked in. Today, Rita was wearing a black sweater and military trousers and leather boots on the lower body, which gave people a heroic and cool feeling.

"Long time no see General, no, marshal!" Rita walked into the door without the restraint of the lower-level officers when he saw Qin Hui. Instead, she found a seat and sat down as if she was meeting an old friend.

"It's been a long time no see, and it's really hard for me to associate you with the recruit who was crying secretly!"

Qin Hui stood up with a little embarrassed expression from Rita, then opened the cabinet behind her and took out a wine jar.

"Come on, come on, taste the bamboo leaf green that I have had for decades. I usually don't want to drink too much!" Qin Hui put a huge wine jar on the table, and Rita thought of the alien who was soaked in the wine by Qin Hui at the first sight.

"Master, I'm really hard to drink!" Rita's scalp was numb after looking at the wine jar. She saw aliens soaked in the wine by Qin Hui, and she didn't want to take a sip.

"The winery is like a battlefield, how can you let you retreat! Drink, this is an order!" Qin Hui had not planned to let Rita drink her own good wine. After all, Zhu Yeqing is in the world of Ghost Story of A Chinese Girl, and Qin Hui does not have much inventory now. However, Rita's refusal made Qin Hui a little unhappy, and her original polite words became an order.

Qin Hui did whatever she wanted and did whatever she wanted. But Rita on the opposite side was different. She couldn't help but secretly nauseating when she thought of the aliens' tentacles and the way she was soaked in wine.

"Master!" Rita wanted to refuse, but before she could say anything, Qin Hui poured the wine.

"This is an order, remember you are a soldier!" Qin Hui was like a warlord leader who forced a good man to become a prostitute during the Republic of China, and Rita, who was originally heroic, became a child of a good man.

"Thank you, Marshal!" Rita looked at the green wine in the cup, then gritted her teeth, picked up the cup and drank it all.

"That's right!" Qin Hui laughed at the smell of wine in the air, and then drank the jar in one fell swoop.

The wine slid from Qin Hui's mouth and wet the collar of the military uniform. Rita watched Qin Hui drink and suddenly found that the things that were always brown and had countless claws were chewed and eaten by Qin Hui.

"Hey! So disgusting!" Rita shivered as she thought of the aliens. The wine she had been drunk also felt like she was about to vomit.

"It's so satisfying!" Qin Hui put down the wine jar and laughed, then saw Rita with a pale face.

"What's wrong with you!" Qin Hui asked strangely.

"Vomit!" Rita suddenly retching, then closed her mouth tightly.

"It's useless!" Qin Hui waved impatiently, and then said boredly under Rita's white-to-yellow face; "If you want me, go out if you have nothing to do, and ruin my good wine!"

"Master, vomit!" Rita was about to speak, then she felt a little nauseous.

Rita is a warrior, and she is still fearless under the siege of aliens. But when she talks about a thousand words, Rita is still within the standards of human beings. Qin Hui's extremely vicious style made her unable to accept it.

"Tell me!" Qin Hui wiped the corner of her mouth and spitted a tentacle aside, her face full of impatient expression.

"Vomit!" Looking at the things that were spit out by Qin Hui, Rita covered her mouth and got up and left, quickly running out the door.

"It's really useless!" Qin Hui shook her head, then looked at the guards at the door and closed the door.

Rita never appeared again after leaving. Qin Hui inspected the military camp every day but never saw Rita again. What Rita wanted to say was not known to Qin Hui.

However, strength determines destiny, so Qin Hui has always disagreed with this and does not care about what Rita wants to say.

Time passed slowly, and in a blink of an eye, the first snow covered Paris, and Paris slowly ushered in the New Year in the heavy snow.

It is January 3, 2038.

"Master, big things are not going well, big things are not going well!"

During the New Year, Qin Hui stayed in the command center as usual, but Sloke, who had not returned home for the New Year, ran in panic.

"Master, the aliens are coming. As you imagined, the main aliens are really coming now!" Sloke, who was standing in front of Qin Hui, looked panicked, and his original calmness disappeared.

"What a panic!" Qin Hui slapped the table and scared Sloke's soul back.

"How many have you come? Have the astronomers estimated that the place you arrive!" Qin Hui asked in a deep voice.

Sloke swallowed and tried to calm himself down, saying, "Twenty million, the aliens are conservatively estimated to be around 20 million! The arrival location is the English Channel three days later. This time the aliens did not divide their troops! Twenty million troops will directly descend to the English Channel!"

"Hiss! Twenty million!" Qin Hui was also stunned when she heard this number. In the face of the powerful alien power, the 20 million alien troops had to invest at least 150 million troops to reverse the situation. You should know that the world now has only a population of 40 billion to 5 billion, and this 50 million troops would exceed the scale of World War II.

"It's hard to fight!" Qin Hui took a deep breath and finally knew what it meant to let Qin Hui get the commander-in-chief of the coalition forces in the first mission. Although Qin Hui commanded the French, British and American coalition forces, the branch missions were not completed.

I think the coalition mentioned in the system is an army united by all countries in the world. You should know that aliens are extremely brave in fighting individually, and such a scale will definitely change the world pattern. In addition to uniting the entire human race, individual countries will definitely use eggs to hit stones. The English Channel is located between Britain and France, and the Atlantic Ocean is connected to the west, so France and Britain are the first to be affected.
Chapter completed!