"There are people here! There are people alive here! Come and help! Come here!" A soldier digging the ruins knelt on the ground and shouted excitedly. The soldiers nearby dropped the broken bricks in their hands and ran towards them.
His kneeling position.
Several people worked together to lift a stone slab, and then they saw the old general Mathias whose face was covered with mud mixed with blood and ashes.
"Oh my God! General, you're okay... This is great!" The leading officer saw that Medias could stand up on his own, and he was so excited that he was about to fly.
"What are you talking about? My ears are ringing now and I can't hear you clearly." Medias waved his hand, squinted his eyes and shouted loudly to the officer who stepped forward to help him: "I want to wash my face! If you can,
If so, I would also like to change my clothes."
He did not meet those who came to help, but bowed his head to himself, muttering words that others could not hear clearly: "Where is my sword? Damn it, did I lose it?"
Soon, medical soldiers came up and surrounded Medias to help clean his wounds. Then these skilled medical soldiers discovered a fact that made them breathe a sigh of relief.
Medias was not injured, there were no fractures or wounds on his body, and his health was very good.
"The blood on your face mainly comes from the scratch on your forehead... The wound here is a bit deep and requires at least three stitches." The attending physician in charge of Medias saw Medias walking over as if nothing was wrong.
Si, said it easily.
He had rescued a group of wounded before, and those wounded were all brought from the parking lot. They were hit by a Demon missile and lost a lot of equipment. The casualties were indeed not high.
Some of those people had their entire thighs sawed off, and some had several broken ribs. The doctor had been rescuing people before he arrived, and he didn't arrive until all the wounded in Elland Hill had been properly placed.
here.
"Don't hang around me... I'm fine." Medeas's speech had returned to normal, and his ears were no longer buzzing.
After it seemed that Airan Hill's luck had reached its peak at that moment, it began to gradually return to the side of the Airan Hill Empire.
Medias survived the catastrophe and only suffered some superficial injuries, and his command team did not suffer as heavy losses as expected.
Most of them were crushed under the stone slabs, but due to the short construction period, the barracks built with these stone slabs have very low defense and are very cheap. The most important thing is that they will not kill the people in the room after they collapse.
.
The lightweight material saved most people's lives. Medea's adjutant suffered a broken arm, and other generals only suffered broken bones and bleeding.
Those commanders, as well as some non-commissioned officers, school officers and the like, were rescued from the ruins one after another.
Not everyone had such good luck. In the end, a major general and two lieutenant colonels were killed in this command post. Counting the dead guards, this devil missile completed the attack on 7 Ailan in an instant.
Massacre of Hill Guards.
"Where is the enemy's position?" Looking at the damaged computers that had been sorted out next to the ruins, as well as the completely scrapped technical equipment, Medias worriedly asked the person in charge of digging the site standing in front of him.
officer.
Data terminals, including dozens of computers, and many important command equipment were all destroyed in this catastrophe. The actual value of these equipment alone is as high as several "hundred million"!
"General! What you need most now is a good rest." Officer Alan Hill, who was in charge of the excavation work, asked with a serious expression: "Please cooperate with the doctor's instructions and take active treatment..."
"I'm fine." Interrupting him, Medias waved his hand to indicate that he was fine now, and then continued to ask for the second time: "Where is the enemy's position? Our troops
How is the counterattack going?"
"The enemy has approached the beach. According to the news passed a few minutes ago, let us continue to search for you..." the leading officer immediately answered with his chin held high.
"Arrange a jeep! I'm going to the royal command vehicle..." Medias knew that Princess Vivian's command ability was actually very average. He had to get back his command power as soon as possible so that he could take over the command more effectively.
The fighting troops.
"Call Her Royal Highness the Princess and report the situation here... Tell her that everything is fine and nothing is wrong!" The old general said as he stood up and moved. Then he walked to the huge crater.
, observing with interest the fragments of the devil missile that almost killed him.
The missile exploded very completely, with only some fragments of the shell scattered nearby. The large crater on the ground was shocking, and you could tell at a glance that the explosion just now was quite powerful.
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In the royal command car, Vivian grabbed the phone in front of her and heard the content of the report. The next second, she widened her beautiful eyes and smiled on her face: "Really? That's too much
alright."
She hung up the phone, then looked at Queen Andrea beside her, and said, "The news I just received is that General Medias was not killed in battle, and he is on his way here."
"Just injured?" the Queen asked a little unsurely.
"Yes, it's just a minor injury. He doesn't even need to rest. He is ready to come here and take over our command." Vivian let out a sigh of relief after saying this.
She is not very good at commanding this kind of thing. What she would rather do is fly out by herself and fight the demon army for 300 rounds...
However, as her status became more and more special, she could no longer enjoy this kind of battle. If Her Royal Highness the Princess of Elanthir was allowed to go to the front lines to participate in the battle, the general responsible for commanding the battle would probably be ashamed to death.
Queen Andrea, who was standing next to Vivian, heard that someone was coming to take away the "counseling rights" she had finally obtained. Her mood suddenly turned gloomy. She still wanted to stand here, but after a wave of her hand, the oars disappeared into ashes.
What a feeling!
As a result, before she could experience that feeling, her power was deprived of her power by someone who survived the catastrophe... So she could only give up her position angrily, with an expression of reluctance written all over her face.
Vivian was in a good mood, and comforted Her Majesty the Queen: "Are you worried about our defense line? Don't worry, it will be fine. General Medias will be here soon, and we don't need to intervene in command!"
"This is what I care about! I still want to have fun!" Andrea shouted in her heart...
