Data Wasteland

"Tweet..."

The sharp sound of shells pierced the sky, and there were bursts of rumbling from afar.

The artillery duel between the Ice Blue City Alliance and the Eastern Alliance has been going on for a full month. Tens of thousands of shells flew over the Ambergris River every day, passing by each other, and falling into the positions of the opposing sides.

To the south of the Ambergris River, the original pastoral pictures of thousands of miles of green fields, fragrant flowers, and flying butterflies are now messed up by graffiti, like a landscape oil painting destroyed by wild children with paint.

The ground was full of cannonball craters, and large tracts of soil were lifted up, mixed with blades of grass and fragmented wildflowers, and it became increasingly muddy after the rain.

In such a messy picture, there is yet another quiet and peaceful pure land, like a small white flower in the wasteland. .

On the hillside are white lace parasols to block the glare of the afternoon sun.

A small round table is filled with hot coffee.

Next to the table is a young general with a white uniform and golden epaulettes. He looks like a boy and a female. If it weren't for this general uniform, he might be mistaken for the top cowboy in a nightclub in Shin-Edo.

In general, the beauty of femininity is greater than that of masculinity, and even men act a bit when they see it.

However, such a young and handsome general sits in a wheelchair, which makes people feel regretful. Such a perfect person has such a shortcoming.

"Master, is it too dangerous here?"

Behind the young general was a petite maid. Black and white lace dress, red ribbon, standard court maid costume.

The sound of shells breaking through the air continued to be heard above, and she was very worried as she clutched the hem of the skirt tightly with two small hands.

"It's okay." The young general touched the maid's head and soothed, "I am here."

The maid's tense little hand gradually loosened, and a smile appeared on her face, as if the white gloved hand possessed magical powers, swept away her anxiety.

But at this moment, a sound of breaking through the air quickly approached.

"Tweet!"

The voice was extremely sharp, stinging the eardrum.

"Ah!" The maid screamed in fright, but did not squat down with her head like an ordinary girl of this age. Instead, she threw forward and hugged the young general's neck with her hands, trying to protect herself with her body. he.

Seeing that the cannonball was about to fall, the young general looked indifferent, as if what was flying was not a cannonball, but a butterfly.

Because of being held in both hands by the maid, only one eye is exposed

Come.

His pupils shrank slightly, time seemed to slow down several times, and orange shells reflected in his eyes.

Then the white light flashed, and the sky split into two with a sound of "噌".

The shell continued to fly for a few meters, split into two halves, and exploded.

A huge mechanical arm full of primitive text appeared in the line of sight, hugging the two of them, blocking the aftermath of the explosion.

The heat wave surging, blowing the maid skirt fluttering and rippling. As the gunpowder dissipated, the huge mechanical arm slowly retracted into the space crack.

"Okay, it's okay."

A soft voice came from her ears, and the little maid's closed eyes slowly opened. The first thing she saw was the master's warm and welcoming smile.

Looking at the master at close range, the little maid's face was reddened, she shyly let go of her hands, stood up again, and then pulled her hair behind her ears with an angry expression, "Master, why do you always do dangerous things!"

"sorry that I had you worried."

"Humph!"

The maid walked away a few steps, turned her back to the young general, and said she was angry.

The huge mechanical arm stretched out from the crack in the space again, and gently landed on the maid's head.

The crack in the space is circular, which fits perfectly with the thickness of the arm. If there is a strong person of the same level here, you will definitely be amazed by such precise psionic control.

Generally speaking, only the "dual dexterity" with the field of Emerald Garden and the talent of "psionic affinity" can achieve such precise control.

Another mechanical arm of the same size stretched out from the side, and two thick mechanical fingers picked up a small teacup and sent it to the mouth of the young general, as flexible as his own hands and feet.

At the same time, on the highway southwest of the Eastern Great Plain, a group of trucks was slowly moving forward.

There are green fields on both sides of the highway. The corn planted in spring has grown to the height of the shoulders of adults. Looking from the car window, a green ocean will turn up layers of green waves whenever the summer breeze blows. Such a beautiful view is refreshing.

"It's been a long time since a picnic..."

Looking at the fields outside the window, Chen Xing remembered the picnic experience when he was in school in his first life. Speaking of which, he is still an expert at picking firewood.

"My Prime Minister, what are you talking about?"

The low and hoarse voice of the middle-aged man resounded in the carriage.

"Nothing..." Chen Xing raised his hand, "You continue."

"Where did we talk just now?" Dragon Scale Guard

'S liaison officer seemed to have amnesia for a while, asked. He could clearly see that the Prime Minister was distracted just now. In order to ensure that the information can be fully conveyed, he must know exactly where the other party has heard.

"Are you talking about Shu Mu's family, Germany, what Duke of Germany?" Chen Xing smiled embarrassedly when he said this.

"The Duke of Deyuan, the current lord of the Shumu royal family, Shumuhongde, and Maran XXII have specially bestowed the title of'Deyuan' in recognition of his family's loyalty to the royal family for thousands of years.

"Shu Muhongde is a high-lord-level powerhouse. He is in his prime of life. Having three sword-wielding monsters is the main goal and obstacle of our operation."

"But Shu Mu Hongde's combat power is not particularly outstanding. The real power in the Principality of Tianqin is his second son Shu Mu Bingchen, and then his second daughter Shu Mu Xianglan."

"Shu Muhong has two sons and three daughters in moral education. The second prince Shu Mu Bingchen is born with a disability, but he is extremely talented. At the age of twenty, he realized that Tianqin's strongest swordsmanship is the "heart sword". Sword Demon is the first person to hold a sword in Tianqin, and is known as the sword dancer in a wheelchair. He is the supreme commander of the First Army of Tianqin."

"Second princess Shu Muxianglan, although only at the quasi-lord level, she has sanctuary weapons and high military talent. She is the supreme commander of the Second Tianqin Army."

"The two are currently fighting on the front line. We don't need to face them in this operation. The biggest obstacle is Duke Deyuan."

"Other princes and princesses, or other powerful family members, aren't they worthy of attention?" Chen Xing asked.

"The prince, eldest princess, and three princesses of Tianqin have mediocre qualifications, and they all stop at the big guard. The family of the family of Tianqin Fort has not heard of any capable people, and a few worthy of attention have been placed in other cities. Tianqin The main force of the army is in the First and Second Army. We need to face the Duke of Deyuan and the number of sword-wielding musicians around ten."

After listening to the analysis by Long Linwei's liaison officer, Chen Xing nodded, "The investigation is done well, very careful and thorough, but we must not relax, we must ensure that nothing is lost."

"Yes, Lord Prime Minister!" Long Linwei's liaison officer responded with a military salute.

Chen Xing hurriedly pulled down the salute of the other party, "Operate covertly, no need to salute."

"Yes!"

"Remember, you are the driver and I am the businessman."

"I remembered." "Very good."

After a bunch of unnutritious words, Chen Xing, dressed as a businessman, pressed his hat down, "I'll take a nap and call me when I arrive."

"Yes!"

The convoy headed all the way north, towards Tianqin Fort.