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Vice Commander Lan Jiayao couldn't help but guess, "If the giant poison squid swarm is a trap, either the mystic who discovered the sea monster has a problem, or someone leaked the patrol schedule of the mystic ships."

She paused, then added, "In any case, the mole is lurking in the war zone headquarters."

Cheng Han nodded, "Possibly!"

However, he didn't think so in his heart.

Because he had done too much behind-the-scenes work, as a "colleague," he was very familiar with the psychological patterns and behavioral patterns of such people.

A qualified mastermind would never stand in the center of the stage.

The headquarters was a place under the spotlight, with countless eyes staring closely, how could a mole place himself in the headquarters?

Cheng Han immediately made a judgment: "The mole in the headquarters must be just a puppet, the real mastermind is someone else.

"The other party should have means such as 'Puppet Technique', hiding in a safe corner, secretly spreading puppets throughout the war zone.

"This guy most likely has the protection of the Snake Lady's secret power, I'm afraid conventional reconnaissance methods will hardly be able to find him."

The Snake Lady's protection was a logical deduction.

Since the Wan Hao people had entered the Youmiao Realm on a large scale, the Snake Lady, as a "dependent" alien god, had to stand up and fully confront the Wan Hao clan.

Otherwise, how could the god-level experts of the Youmiao Realm tolerate the Snake Lady?

The flying snake attack just now was strong evidence!

Cheng Han immediately had an idea: "Find multiple puppets first, then follow the lines to ultimately dig out the mastermind."

In fact, there was a simpler and faster way, which was to consume a space-time beacon, and he could find the mastermind in minutes.

But doing so was too wasteful!

Lan Jiayao was a little worried again: "If the Warhawk Legion goes out, it might step into a trap, if it doesn't, the headquarters will have some complaints."

This was undoubtedly a scheme, no matter what choice the Warhawk Legion made, there would always be disadvantages.

The female mystic's tone carried a hint of "resentment": "The mole is too cunning!"

She was more like the chief housekeeper of the Warhawk Legion, handling complex affairs in an orderly manner, and doing everything Commander Cheng instructed properly.

Although she was a mystic, she was not good at strategy, so she really didn't have a good solution to the current situation.

Cheng Han smiled silently and set the tone: "The Warhawk Legion cannot follow the enemy's pace, even if it is fighting, it cannot be chosen on the enemy's predetermined battlefield."

Since the All-Knowing Eye had the ability of "war simulation", he had conducted countless war simulations and could definitely be regarded as a tactical master.

Lan Jiayao blinked her eyes and began to listen carefully.

Cheng Han immediately gave a plan: "Send out a batch of warhawks to establish a 'warning zone' around the Tianye Lotus, the Warhawk Legion will assemble and stand by, and once the sea monster enters the warning zone, immediately start attacking."

The so-called "warning zone" was, to put it bluntly, a copy of the "air defense identification zone" from another time and space. With the wisdom of humans in his previous life, it was too simple to deal with this kind of situation.

The female mystic understood in seconds: "Good idea!"

She naturally understood that the main purpose of establishing a warning zone was to give the war zone headquarters an explanation.

Don't say that the Warhawk Legion did nothing, we have come up with a complete plan, the warning zone is not only to prevent giant poison squid, but also to prevent other sea monsters.

The Warhawk Legion's vision is more long-term!

Cheng Han countered the headquarters: "We highly suspect that a group of flying snakes may be hiding in the large clouds in the sky, ready to attack the warhawks at any time.

"At present, the Warhawk Legion's models are not perfect, and their ability to cope with complex environments is slightly insufficient, so we request the war zone to dispatch mystic ships regularly to disperse the nearby rain clouds."

Lan Jiayao nodded repeatedly: "This idea is even better!"

The female mystic fully understood the subtext of these words.

The Warhawk Legion is providing cross-border assistance to the war zone, but you can't do nothing, right?

We have not only eliminated hundreds of thousands of flying sword sharks, but also protected the safety of various航道and ports, we have done enough, the headquarters should also take action!

The above two short sentences contained extremely clever game-playing strategies, which immediately turned passivity into initiative, and in turn led the headquarters by the nose.

Lan Jiayao looked at the maid and ordered, "You immediately draft a reply according to Commander Cheng's intention."

The maid respectfully replied, "Yes!"

*

Headquarters.

Deputy General Xu Peng quickly glanced at the document and felt quite speechless in his heart.

What is a warning zone? The war zone asked you to eliminate sea monsters, but you are actually performing this little trick for the headquarters?

But the headquarters can't say that the Warhawk Legion did nothing.

Deputy General Xu's face twitched, and he muttered, "It's really slippery!"

This extremely polite reply made him deeply realize that the Warhawk Legion and Commander Cheng were by no means objects to be manipulated, let alone easy to manipulate.

The headquarters only had a slight idea of ​​arbitrary use, and the other party dared to spit back directly - always let others do the work, what about yourselves?

Next to him.

A mystic asked for instructions, "Deputy General, how should we handle the Warhawk Legion's request?"

Xu Peng sighed and replied, "Arrange for someone to patrol!"

This mystic thought for a while and said more specifically, "Patrol once every hour, and at the same time disperse the阴云around the war zone."

One flight per hour was a fairly low frequency, which put no pressure on the headquarters. It would be unreasonable not to agree to this.

The mystic immediately replied, "Understood!"

*

Spiritoak Factory.

Since the establishment of this unique factory, five grand artisans, more than one hundred artisans, and nearly a thousand apprentices have been transferred here one after another.

Bu Ding was one of them.

For him, working here was a very good thing.

First of all, it was safe. Thousands of treants gathered in the factory, and each treant was very capable of fighting, and no one dared to mess around in the factory.

Secondly, it was easy. Almost all the heavy work was contracted by the Spiritoaks, and some of the more friendly Spiritoaks would also take the initiative to help with the work.

Thirdly, it was fair. The factory had a strict assessment system. As long as you worked hard and did well, you would not get less than the rewards you deserved.

It was said that these diverse rules and regulations were formulated by Commander Cheng of the Warhawk Legion.

In this regard.

Bu Ding just wanted to sincerely say: "Thank you, Commander Cheng!"

Such a high-ranking super big shot actually took the affairs of small people like himself to heart, which was really rare.

In contrast.

In the past, in various workshops, when he encountered artisans with bad character, he was often exploited in various ways. He did a lot of work, but got less money.

If possible, Bu Ding would like to work in the Spiritoak Factory for the rest of his life.

Finally, there were too many new things here.

Bu Ding had been here for a while, and the various novel things he had witnessed were simply more than the first half of his life combined.

Just like now.

"I heard that the factory is about to divide out a new workshop called 'Oil Workshop'."

This was a message revealed by another apprentice, his friend "Mike Wen", during a chat.

Bu Ding looked curious: "What kind of oil is produced in that workshop?"

Mike Wen shook his head: "How would I know?"

Bu Ding was a little puzzled: "The environment in the war zone is so harsh, and 석과나무and other trees cannot be planted, what can be used to refine oil?"

While speaking.

Bu Ding inexplicably had a strange feeling that a Spiritoak next to him seemed to be listening carefully to their conversation.

Mike Wen made another suggestion: "The oil workshop is in the northeast corner of the factory, let's go and take a look?"

From the corner of Bu Ding's eye, he saw that a few branches of the Spiritoak seemed to be approaching imperceptibly.

Was this an illusion?

He wasn't sure.

Mike Wen saw that his companion was not speaking and nudged his shoulder: "Xiao Ding, are you going or not?"

Bu Ding was quite interested at first, but the suspicious discovery just now made him change his words: "Forget it! I plan to study "The Principles and Methods of 공차분석" and pass the assessment to become an artisan as soon as possible."

Mike Wen said dejectedly: "Forget it if you don't go, I'll go by myself."

This guy turned around and left quickly.

Bu Ding clearly saw that wherever his companion passed, every Spiritoak that passed by intentionally or unintentionally gently raised its branches.

There was definitely a problem!

While Bu Ding was shocked, he also showed a thoughtful look.

Mike Wen expressed interest in the oil workshop, and the Spiritoak seemed to pay special attention to him. What was the reason for this?

Bu Ding muttered in his heart, "The factory seems to be very deep," and decided to just do his job well recently and not ask about anything else.