How Am I Still Alive?

Before the dark clouds of war strike, there are often many omens.

And when a large-scale war in the extraordinary world begins, even if it is extremely far away, the aftermath of the battlefield is inevitable.

When the coast of Dongguo was hit by waves of several meters high, and the rivers and lakes connected to the sea experienced large-scale high tides, even without the faintly felt earthquake, one knew that a war affecting the entire ocean had begun.

"Did the major counterattack fail? When did it happen?" But from the beginning, it was all bad news.

Lu Ping'an hurried back to the front line. As soon as he got off the airship, he directly asked for the latest battle report.

24 hours ago, he received news that some Southeast Asian countries, together with Oss's remnants of soldiers and some mercenaries from the West, had carried out an airdrop attack.

Their target is the ruins of Ostland, the original island of Australia.

If we can knock down at least the gate to neutralize and isolate the plane, we can greatly ease the pressure on the front line. If we can establish a base on the front line, we can even cut off the ever-expanding foreign legions.

"The failure has been confirmed. Judging from the radar response, at least five quasi-gods were killed in the battle."

Hearing this, Lu Pingan paused, a little surprised.

It's not that I'm surprised that the countries that fought back were able to gather five quasi-gods, but that existences of this level are basically cunning, and their vitality is quite tenacious. If they can't be beaten, they will run away, so how can they disappear all of a sudden.

"During the battle, the entrance to the plane suddenly expanded to several kilometers in scope, directly involving everyone. Those quasi-gods who died in the battle can be said to have died in foreign lands, and with them, a large number of The influx of exotic water is causing a slight rise in our sea levels and waves."

Lu Ping'an understood that this was a one-time trap set by the opposite party.

Facing those higher-ranking beings in a foreign land, maybe even the clones of Ba Zhao, one plus one minus, coupled with the acclimatization and no way out, it is understandable that those quasi-gods suffered heavy losses.

"What did the Dongguo official say?"

"We have determined from internal information that our people have been trying to organize a united front, hoping to have a greater chance of launching a decisive counterattack."

"Were they rejected?"

"Some people think that our behavior is not innocent and want to take advantage of this opportunity to expand our sphere of influence to the Southern Islands and Oss. The other part of us does not trust us at all from the beginning. Mainly Os and the West people."

Lu Ping'an sighed, feeling a little helpless.

He is not sure whether the Dongguo people really want to take over the entire southern sea area and Australia. What he means is that those countries are still too impatient. Dongguo has no value either.

"The one who is really anxious is Citigroup? Was it organized by them?"

"It's very possible that two well-known Citi quasi-gods came and one died. Moreover, although there were no official Citi troops involved, there were mercenaries and their weapons."

After looking through the battle reports and intelligence, Lu Ping'an's guess was basically true.

From the day the plane war broke out, people from the archipelago, Southeast Asia, and Australia have been constantly urging the Eastern Kingdom to send troops to solve the problem.

But obviously, Dongguo was not ready, and would not disrupt its deployment due to requests from other countries. So they were eager to get angry and approached other powerful countries.

After investing in the relationship with the Ossians, it is a matter of course to find the West. As long as the money is enough, it is not difficult to attract high-level combat forces and mercenaries. The remaining grassroots forces can be collected by the front line.

What made Lu Ping'an's scalp numb was the loss of the five quasi-gods and who knows how many rule-level losses. Maybe the high-level combat power of those small coastal countries has been wiped out in this wave. What will happen next?

"That's really their style. Now it's our turn to wipe their butts?"

"Although it is vulgar, it is indeed the reality now. After this war, the environment has deteriorated, and we must bear it ourselves. The good thing is that this trap was originally prepared for us."

This is the only thing that can comfort me. This trap will explode sooner or later, it depends on who takes the responsibility.

This time, at least the Dongguo people themselves had no losses.

At this moment, Lu Ping'an smelled something wrong.

". Can you tell me honestly, this time, do we know beforehand?"

The intelligence officer in front of Lu Ping'an was also very direct. After all, everyone was one of his own, not a naive boy.

"I don't know, but how can such a level of dispatch be hidden from our intelligence department? Moreover, two days before the war, all major military regions received martial law orders. At the same time, it is said that there are several quasi-gods on the front line."

This hint was almost straightforward, and Lu Pingping understood it instantly.

Lu Ping'an was silent for a moment, without going into details, and began to check the damage caused by the waves on his side.

After all, it is indeed unkind to wait for allies to step on mines. But think about it, it is impossible to stop this thing. Unlike the Eastern Kingdom, which is fully prepared for war, how can those frontline coastal countries whose hometowns and homelands are attacked wait?

"Have our supplies and soldiers arrived? New battleships?"

When the war finally reached the stage, this "deployment lieutenant general" became more and more reliable.

He understands Ba Zhao. A normal war controller fights for profit and will constantly consider the best strategy and layout. But that is a super beast. Once the hungry one gains the upper hand, he will naturally go on a killing spree. , have a great meal.

"The soldiers are almost ready for duty, and only one warship has just been delivered. It is still close to the expected 12 large ships of the Third Fleet in the Southern Sea."

"Don't get me wrong, we are the Coast Guard, not the Navy. Even though most of us have military ranks, we receive military pay, and our immediate boss is the Ministry of National Defense, not the Ministry of Security."

Lu Ping'an also kindly reminded that before completing some of the previous steps, his side was still the coast guard focusing on public security and not the army of legal killers.

"If nothing else happens, we will be the Coast Guard next month."

The secretary brought new news. It seemed that the loss of the front line had accelerated many things.

The State Joint Congress should complete the legal establishment of the defense zone army as quickly as possible. This also means that materials, human resources, and war machines will arrive at the front line faster.

And this time the front line collapsed, it was naturally impossible for Lu Ping'an to hide behind.

He began to intervene directly, at least to find out how much power he had in his hands. After all, he was very likely to go to the front line.

The loss of the front line will naturally lead to the loss of coastlines everywhere. The greed of the eight claws is endless, and they will attack all lives as sacrifices.

But among all the bad news, there is finally some good news.

". There are also quasi-gods who died in the battle over there in Ba Zhao? Hey, and the information about high-level combat power?" This information may be the price of sacrifice.