Chapter 1526 Fifty-five years old, knowing destiny!
The next day.
Just after seven o'clock in the morning, the piercing alarm clock rang.
Su Deben yawned three times in a row, rubbed his sore eyes and got up from the bed, pressing the alarm clock.
Throughout the winter, three battles on the front line consumed a large amount of supplies, resulting in huge logistical pressure.
Now that a large amount of scarce supplies have arrived at the front line in the beginning of spring, the commanders have reached a rare agreement and opened their supply stores to supply the army with free consumption throughout the night.
As long as there is no waste and everyone eats with open stomach, the logistics department will be responsible for all the bills.
Therefore, in addition to the necessary vigilance, the others were in high spirits from six o'clock in the evening until two o'clock in the night, and then gradually dispersed, everyone's belly was full of food, and their faces were numb from laughing.
Those invisible pressures seemed to be completely released with this meal.
The body and mind have been baptized, and the soul has been sublimated.
According to incomplete statistics, 90% of the pre-made dishes shipped from Tianyuan Territory were consumed in just one night, leaving only a few sweet and savory dishes left.
In addition, tens of millions of kilograms of rice were consumed, once again refreshing humankind's understanding of how much food a route rider can eat.
"Not enough sleep, not enough sleep at all!"
After staying for a while, Su Deben finally cheered up and sat up straight, leaning on the head of the bed.
When the Butterfly Civilization was still there, at his strongest he could only command an expeditionary force of 700,000 people.
But now, the central army alone has reached a terrifying 950,000 people.
Not only Su Deben himself was in a daze, but Lu Kuan, Ai Jianfeng and others behind him were also amazed. They had no idea that these old antiques could regain their second youth after hundreds of years.
But one thing is true, Su Deben's ability has indeed been affirmed.
On modern earth, there is really no one among the humans who have traveled through time who has commanded large-scale wars on the ground like him.
Before the three battles in winter, everyone was talking about the war on paper, but it was impossible to put it into practice.
It was Su Deben who single-handedly led mankind to complete the comeback, and it is normal for him to be highly respected now.
He shook his head and threw these reveries out of his head.
Sudeben picked up the tablet on the bed, leaned on the head of the bed and started refreshing the new messages from last night to now.
After getting through the most difficult days in the early days, mankind has become more and more stable on the road to technological recovery, and many times no longer rely on the many functions provided by games.
For example, this tablet is an information communication tool specially developed for frontline operations by the strategic department, which mobilized a large amount of manpower and material resources.
[‘Tianyuan’’ second wave of supplies in spring is being transported and is expected to arrive at the frontline checkpoint in three to five days]
[A fire broke out at Camp No. 61 at 4 o'clock in the night. It was suspected to be a battery short circuit. The fire has been successfully extinguished. There were no casualties and some materials were lost.]
[The New Year recruitment is underway smoothly. More than 500,000 recruits have been recruited so far, and the first batch of 100,000 will arrive at the front line within half a month.]
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As the commander-in-chief of the Central Army, Sudben's authority has reached the highest level and he can see all information.
But precisely because of this, it takes a lot of time to sift through and read this complex information every day.
After flipping through the page of news, Su Deben was about to click on the next page.
A video call application pops up on the tablet.
"Seal the dragon?" Su Deben sat up slightly and clicked to answer the call.
"What's wrong? Why are you calling me so early in the morning?"
"That's a good thing, Commander."
On the other side of the camera, Feng Long is standing on top of an off-road vehicle. In the background are guard towers spaced one kilometer apart outside the level.
"Our gifts were taken away. I asked someone to count them and found that a total of twenty-four boxes were taken away."
"so much?"
Su Deben raised his eyebrows, a little surprised.
"Where's the pinhole camera? Did you capture the person who took the box away, whether it was a human being or a foreigner?"
"Of course it was photographed, otherwise how could it be considered a good thing?"
Feng Long smiled and clicked on the tablet with his fingers, and soon the video screenshots were sent to Su Deben one by one.
Although the background was a bit dark, the infrared camera still captured thirty-seven humans.
"Except for this group, which is a three-person operation, the others are in groups of two."
Su Deben pondered for a moment and gave the order.
"Ask someone to repair these images and send them back to the rear for identification, so as to determine their identities as soon as possible."
Feng Long nodded, saluted with a military salute and said, "The people who can attract foreigners are definitely not ordinary people. I will investigate clearly as soon as possible and start the next round of plans."
Video hangs up.
There was a tacit understanding that neither of them mentioned the poison hidden in these gifts.
This unpopular method is a lottery. If you can win, everyone will be happy, but if you don't, it doesn't matter.
The real killer move is always a conspiracy that people cannot resist.
Just like the picture captured by an infrared camera.
As long as the identities of these rapists can be determined, the next thing to do is very simple.
Any commander who is pulled out of the level can rape and kill these people whose identities are exposed a hundred times.
"On the battlefield, there is no such thing as giving you two months' rest and then letting you come back to take over everything."
"If you fall behind one step, you will be beaten."
"Ten steps behind will cost you your life."
Now the number of soldiers mobilized by both sides on the front line has reached tens of millions. It is expected that this scale will increase several times during the decisive battle, reaching at least about 30 million.
Looking at the history of mankind on earth, the largest scale of World War II did not have such an exaggerated scale of local wars.
If these traitors who had taken refuge with the alien race understood the situation clearly, they would have fled in despair.
But if they hold on to the idea of turning the tide, reality will definitely teach them how to behave.
"Forget it, these clowns who can't stand on the stage, let them die in their own fear."
After thinking about it, Sudeben sneered and quickly forgot about this trivial matter.
There are only three months left until the end of the first gambling battle. During this period, a large-scale battle between humans and aliens will inevitably begin until the gambling battle officially ends.
If humans can win this war, and cooperate with the general trend of winning the gambling battle, there is no guarantee that this wave of alien attacks can be completely repelled.
One is strong, the next is weak, and the third is exhausted.
By then, it will be very difficult for the alien race to organize a threatening counterattack!
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Sometimes time is like a slow crawling snail, so slow that it makes people anxious.
Sometimes it's like a wild horse running wild, galloping past, catching people off guard.
In the blink of an eye, one week, two weeks...
One month, two months, three months...
By the time Sumo got out of his busy schedule, there was only the last month left before the gambling battle ended.
"I didn't pay attention, but this gambling battle is about to end. It's simply simpler than the Ten Thousand Paths Battle!"
The second expansion of the megalithic temple has not yet been opened to ordinary residents. Soma sat on the bench at the entrance of the temple and sighed to himself.
In three months, it is difficult for a tribe with a population of just 200,000 to undergo earth-shaking changes.
Yunbu is still the same Yunbu, only there are more than 2,000 standard houses with nothing new in them.
Crack No. 37 still doesn't attract much attention. Only a few people know that a powerful tribe was born here, but no one knows that an eighth-level priest was born here.
After all, the world of faith is completely set up according to the wasteland outside. Even if humans can only survive in the cracks, it would take nearly two years to walk from crack 37 to crack 108.
People with this ability don’t have this kind of spare time.
People who have this time do not have this ability.
Therefore, the information transmission in the world of faith is very blocked, so much so that the tribes in the first few cracks are still in civil strife.
However, looking back on the past three months, it was indeed busy, but also fulfilling.
The demise of the rift in the second major event gave the Fire Fist tribe the opportunity to develop rapidly, plundering hundreds of thousands of people in one fell swoop, becoming the top of the 37th rift.
Thomas, the high priest in charge of Fire Fist, has reached the level of the eighth-level holy priest with the help of summoning magic.
Of the many priests who joined later, six of them broke through the category of high priest and were promoted to holy priests one after another.
The highest-ranking one at present is ‘Borna’, the former high priest of the Fire Feather Tribe.
This smart man who decided to surrender as soon as he came to the Fire Fist Tribe is now a seventh-level holy priest.
Not long ago, this guy was quite restless. He took people back to his mother tribe, the Huohong Tribe, and returned with more than a dozen high-level magical arts from trade.
Sumo didn't know exactly how to trade, but I heard from Thomas that the Huohong tribe had been removed from the map.
He is a cruel person.
Soma has decided that after he leaves the world of faith.
Thomas is in charge of the inside, and Borna is in charge of the outside. If the two of them work together, they can keep the Fire Fist tribe worry-free for at least ten years.
In addition, although the third major event "Mark of Faith" is not over yet, it is not much different from the end.
It's a bit funny to say that the Faith Mark will open a small map for players who enter the gambling battle.
As long as a player gathers faith, he will be marked on this map and then be seen by other players.
But what are markers used for?
Maybe the people who designed the gambling world originally thought this way. If the alien races could follow their rhythm and develop steadily until now, they would definitely be significantly ahead of humans.
At this time, you only need to turn on the faith mark, and the aliens can calmly hunt down human camp players.
But they seem to have forgotten one thing.
The world of faith is completely designed according to the map of the wasteland world.
Even if the fissures are adjacent to each other, if you want to go from fissure No. 37 to fissure No. 108, there is still a distance of more than 20,000 kilometers in between.
Even if you drive, it will take at least two months to arrive, let alone setting off with an army.
Therefore, the Fire Fist tribe has not encountered a single sniper attack until now.
And when you open the map, you will see that the Fire Fist tribe's marked light spots are now half the size of the map, covering nearly thirty cracks.
In comparison, other marked light spots, even those with the strongest alien radiance, are less than one percent of the size of the current Fire Fist.
What to fight with?
If they don't surrender immediately, these aliens are already brave enough!
"Successfully winning the first gambling battle means that it is basically certain that the foreign race has failed. I will not give them a chance to win the second gambling battle. On the contrary, they will not delay the second gambling battle until the end."
"Now if the alien races want to decide the winner, there is only one way to go, and that is to win the wasteland war."
"However, even if more than a billion humans line up on the front lines, they can easily wait until the second gambling battle is over."
There is still one month left before the gambling fight ends.
However, Sumo couldn't wait to go out and wanted to know how far the war outside had progressed.
But rules are rules, and the gambling world will not end until the last moment.
"So, we can't stop now and continue to make more preparations."
Somo rested for a while and then devoted himself energetically to the finishing work of the Fire Fist Tribe.
With only the last month left, he pushed off all the routine work at hand and handed it over to Huang Xiangyu.
This little man who had been loyal to him from the beginning was now a fourth-level high priest.
After he leaves, he will become the next leader of the Fire Fist Tribe.
"Clan leader, you should consider the marriage issue immediately. You can't leave the position of the young clan leader vacant, right?"
Huang Xiangyu, who came to take over, did not complain, but he reminded him solemnly before leaving.
"I heard that proposing to the Stone God is particularly effective in marrying someone else. Do you want me to help you find a match?"
"Ahem..."
Somo couldn't swallow a sip of water and choked and coughed repeatedly.
How long has it been since you settled down? How can you focus on the love between these children?
But from some angles, Huang Xiangyu is right.
In addition to faith, residents also need to obtain a sense of security from more places.
Especially now that the Fire Fist tribe is getting bigger and bigger, the importance of inheritance is also increasing invisibly.
And a clan leader without inheritance will naturally not be able to bring them much sense of security.
"Hey, after I leave, I'll leave this to you to solve."
Sumo thought this in his mind, waved his hands, slumped down on the chair and narrowed his eyes.
Seeing his lazy look, Huang Xiangyu shook his head helplessly and left without saying anything.
The patriarch is the patriarch, let alone him, even if Priest Thomas comes, he can't persuade him.
Anyway, the Fire Fist tribe now has strong soldiers and horses, and there is nothing to fear even if they are facing those super tribes.
It wasn't until the sound of the door closing that Sumo opened his eyes and stretched.
He stood up, took steps, took the unfinished book from the bookshelf and continued writing.
The content is not complicated, it is basically the research and analysis of magical organs.
He originally planned to take Wang Qi's wish back to the wasteland for research, but after thinking about it, wouldn't the world of faith be more suitable?
The humans here have fully mastered magical abilities, and there are not many external threats.
Start researching now, and when he fully obtains the authority of the Jushan Star Territory, he can come back at will and take away all the research results.
"Speaking of this, I wonder how the ruins will develop in the future..."
According to the scale of the Boulder Star Territory, one year in the past on the main plane is equivalent to ten years in the future ruins.
Calculating the time, two years and three months have passed now, and twenty-three years have passed since Future Relics.
If you can go back to the ruins of the future, you will definitely be able to gain a lot of resources and technology.
etc.
Su Mo held the pen and thought for a moment, and suddenly realized that he seemed to be no longer a young man.
For humans on Earth who have traveled through time, three years and nine months have passed.
But for him, one year is spent in the deep-sea ruins, three years in the future ruins, twenty years in the asynchronous space, and one year in the gambling space.
Including more than two years in the wasteland, he is now a legitimate fifty-five-year-old man.
As the saying goes, you know your destiny at the age of fifty.
"My destiny..."
Sumo couldn't help but laugh.
Fight hard, Lao Su, now is not the time for you to rest!
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This is a tool specially made by humans for frontline combat.
Last night's meeting lasted until three o'clock in the morning. If it weren't for most
Since becoming the commander-in-chief of the frontline level, there are countless meetings of various sizes to be held every day.