Zhou Zhigan is the management officer, the New Eden Military Intelligence Bureau, the Ashby countermeasures department, and the Roland Waddot countermeasures team.

Riding in the flight cabinet carried by the bone dragon, the young man in action glanced at the banshee beside him, "How is your new life?" As a senior of the Military Intelligence Bureau, Zhou Zhigan accepted the order of the metering officer to help him take care of his daughter.

This is really interesting. Zhou Zhigan never thought that he would become a nanny one day, especially the identity of this girl.

"It's okay, but why are we here today?" The girl chose a template for a banshee. The undead like a banshee sounded very charming, but here she is pure like a child.

This spirit body was wearing a heavy robe. Speaking of which, as a banshee... Forget it, this kind of thing must have something to do with the metrology officer. If a man did not want his daughter to be charming, he was afraid that this girl could even wear a full body of armor.

Thinking of this, Zhou Zhigan picked up the umbrella on the shelf: "Let's get the combat record of the chariots. The front-line commander retrieved three chariot groups, a total of twelve chariots joined the battle, hoping that they can exert their combat power that matches the cost."

After obtaining this kind of battle record, just copy one copy and hand it over to the seven departments. This is why Zhou Zhigan will take on this job when others are unwilling to do it.

As he said this, the flight cabinet landed, Zhou Zhigan jumped out of the flight cabinet from the door, and Luo Bing flew down with him.

"Why didn't Mr. Zhou turn into a dead body or other dead body template? So that he won't be afraid of getting wet from the rain." The girl asked curiously.

"Because you can feel the pain in this world when you are alive." Zhou Zhigan finished speaking, and noticed the new Eden dispatcher running towards him: "I am the Ashbet Countermeasures Department and the management officer of the Roland Wador Countermeasures Team. Here is the identity certificate. I came here to understand the speed of the war progress and obtain the battle record of the chariot. The men on it want to know if this thing is easy to use."

"It's absolutely easy to use, but our crew is all idiots. Four of them were killed by anti-chariot infantry in the East Continent. The other four were just killed by the chariots in the East Continent in front." Hearing Zhou Zhi's mission introduction, the man shook his head in pain: "It's a hell."

"The enemy also has a chariot?" This was really good news for Zhou Zhigan, but he had to ask in surprise.

"Yes, the chariot of the East Continent killed our chariot. Its appearance had at least hundreds of direct witnesses. It was a fat-looking chariot, which was different from our canned square chariot. Oh, look, our chariot was towed back."

"That's right, it's dragged back. If the infantry hadn't been strong, these cars would have been left as gifts to the people of the East Continent." A dead soul who dragged the chariot off the battlefield using a heavy corpse grave cart nodded: "Two chariots that were hit by the enemy and directly exploded after being killed. These two were simply destroyed. I've seen the location where the shells penetrated, and the caliber was larger than our cannon."

"How is the survival of the chariot team members?" Zhou Zhigan asked.

"No one lucky one." This is the answer.

However, Zhou Zhigan did not leave once in vain. Although the battle of the chariot was a failure, there were not all fools and idiots among the New Edens. These battle records would be somewhat useful.

For example, whether the Eastern Continental tank is eye-catching, the ability of the tank to pass through such heavy rain... In short, whether it is the metrology officer, the men, or the princess from the seventh place and their sisters, they will like this gift.

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Marceau was desperate. How big was the front line? The ghouls and demons of New Eden could not be killed. The light grenade of the heavenly kingdom could not stop the footsteps of these cannon fodders. Although the defense line he was nailed to the spot, it really could not resist the defensive lines on both sides. If they did not retreat here, they would be surrounded and beaten in minutes.

I really don't know how to fight this.

Just after retreating to this line of defense, within five minutes, everyone from New Eden rushed up like a mad dog, and the two sides started a melee in this neighborhood.

Marceau could only run away and put out fires everywhere.

Twenty minutes later, another bad news came. The nearby grassland elves battle group had already wiped out the last company, and the entire defense line was broken by the New Edens. Now, with that point as the center, the New Edens are surrounding it.

"You retreat." The local players in Roland Vado chose to leave the rear. Marceau could only continue to retreat with the few defensive forces including the grassland elf musketeers.

Thanks to the player team rushing over to the nearby cities blocking the attack of the new Edens, otherwise Marceau wouldn't know how long he would take these remaining soldiers to run.

But even so, Marceau and his team are only five hundred meters south of the bridge.

Looking at the new Eden who rushed up again, Marceau gritted his teeth and cast out his battle flag. It was a white cat footprint and heraldry flag with a black background, which was a flag given by his elders.

Although I didn't know the meaning, looking at the old man's expectant eyes, Marceau felt that this should represent the affection and affection of the elders.

"I am standing here now, never step back." Looking at the commanders standing in front of me, "Tell everyone that I am here, together with them, to fight for the world that is doomed to destroy in the eyes of the enemy."

"Yes, Your Highness." The commander of the grassland elf pointed his head and looked a little pale as he blinded his eyes.

"It's a glory to fight side by side with a hero like you." The elf of the long-eared Orian species lowered his head: "This is the long-eared Orian's group. Please drive us to your heart's contention, Your Highness."

"You are right, sir." The commander of the Earthlings nodded and responded to Marceau's gaze.

"Our grandfather fights for this world to escape from the sea of ​​suffering, and our fathers fight for this world not to be swept by the Mad King. Today it is our turn, a great reincarnation." The commander with the appearance of a Tyr is staring at Marceau with his big round eyes.

Finally, Marceau looked at the last commander in the field, a gray-haired kitten. When he noticed Marceau's gaze, he lowered his head: "It's like a dream to gather under this battle flag. It turns out that you are really..." The kitten said this incoherently, and smiled and wiped the rain on his face: "It's our glory to be able to fight under your command, Your Highness."
Chapter completed!