Chapter 383
My Empire Chapter 383
2020-11-03
Chapter 383 384 I will definitely be with youFlying without my own magic, this kind of thing only happened in the old Dwarf Race magic happened mechanically. Flying without magic has simply never happened before.
So, when the Boeing-707 airliner presented by Alanhill to Grecon began to taxi on the runway, the Elf Race envoys in the VIP seats, as well as the dwarf Morak, were all fascinated by magic. The scene attracted.
They looked out the window and backed wildly, the wings of the plane swept across the flat runway, and then lifted up by a surge of lift, and began to climb toward the sky. Then, these people who have never seen a plane, just found themselves flying comfortably, not even the familiar oncoming wind.
It was an experience they had never experienced before, and they had never had such a comfortable journey. Along the way, they ran from the elf's territory to Greken, crossing the demon's blockade and passing through countless dangerous places.
But now, they were leaning on the soft seats, staring at some bizarre documents on the square table that Grecon had prepared for them.
Unknown to them at this moment, some of these so-called documents are completely Alanhill's travel guides, and some are Alanhill's factory advertisements.
The senior management of Grecon are usually watching these things on the plane, because most of them go to Alanhill for inspection, and they need to know some precautions that they need to know.
In fact, Alanhill's current industrial output has reached a very mature stage. As long as any product does not involve state secrets, there will be many factories or companies selling it.
"This is truly a miracle in the history of technology..." The dwarf Morak sat opposite the Elf Race envoy Falai and said regretfully: "It's a pity... it's a pity that all this will no longer exist. ”
In his opinion, if humans can design and build such a magical aircraft, there must be something better and more worthy of his attention. It is a pity for him that the devil is about to occupy and destroy this world, and these dazzling technologies will eventually be destroyed.
He really didn't want to see all these coveted technologies disappear in the end, but in the face of such an ending, he was helpless and helpless...
"It's incredible. If we have the aircraft, if we also have it, it will be much faster to transfer our clansman." Elf Race magician Falai, who was sitting opposite Morak, said with some regrets.
If Elf Race made it all the way to Grecon, the amount of manpower and things that might be lost along the way is immeasurable. But if they are transported by plane, these losses will be reduced, which is very attractive to the elves.
It's a pity that he doesn't know how many such magical aircraft there are, and he doesn't know if Alanhill tried his best to come up with such a thing to please Grecon.
This route between Alanhill and Grecon is actually very safe, because the front is pushing south, so whether it is the route or the westward railway, the puppet empire can no longer threaten it.
However, whether Greken or Alanhill, in order to show mutual respect, escort fighter jets were regularly arranged to accompany the flight, which was a customary diplomatic etiquette.
So, outside the porthole of the Boeing 707 aircraft, above the marshmallow-like clouds, two MiG-21 fighter jets were firmly guarded in a position where the wings were parallel, and the fuselage was reflected in the sun. With a dazzling light.
"What a waste, shouldn't this kind of plane be used on the front line to annihilate the demon army?" Falley muttered with some dissatisfaction, not understanding the extravagance and waste of this kind of ceremony.
Of course he doesn't know that the MiG-21 fighter jet is no longer a good aircraft in Alanhill, and he also doesn't know that what he cares about now is actually a side branch that Alanhill is unwilling to care about. It's the end.
When the Boeing 707 was flying to Alanhill, Sirius of Alanhill, Chris stood up depressed and stuck his head out of a pile of documents.
Alanhill's latest computer chip has reached a critical stage of research and development. If this chip can be mass-produced, then Alanhill's network can be formally established to form a huge computer Internet prototype.
And this prototype is different from the network prototype on Earth. As soon as it was born, it has practical effects and has a finished product with powerful functions! At that time, Alanhill can officially enter the information age, leaving all countries far behind.
So, Chris was very unhappy to be disturbed at this critical time. He stretched, then looked at Vivian who was meditating beside him, and said: " The news from Grecon, Elf Race's special envoy is already on the plane."
"Elf Race? Special envoy?" Although Vivienne's actual age can be regarded as the level of Old Witch, she does She had never seen those Elf Race people, so when she heard the name of this race, her beautiful eyes were obviously taken aback.
"I haven't seen those Elf Race people yet, can I go and have a look?" Vivian asked curiously: "If it doesn't work, then forget it, and I'm just that. I'm just curious, anyway, I know, this time I will definitely meet those Elf Races who are said to be very beautiful."
"You are already very beautiful." Chris teased his "old", " Mother-in-law", then walked out of the desk, walked to the door and opened the door: "Get your clothes ready, and the other party will arrive at Seris International Airport in more than two hours."
Now Seris International Airport, that's a real international airport. There are direct flights to many places in Alanhill, Higgs, Dothan, Arrant and other places, which can be reached within more than an hour.
And further afield, there are direct flights to the Norma Empire and the Eternal Empire, as well as direct flights to Grecon-even, some flights are fully loaded with tour groups, which in the past is unimaginable thing.
"Get ready, we are going to the airport to meet these guests from afar." Chris twisted his neck, reminded Vivian behind him, and walked to the locker room: "Although, What they may have brought us is not good news."
The message from Glickon is that the Elf Race has been completely defeated in the battle against the demons. They have now lost the ability to stand on their own, which also means that the demons have taken over 1/4/2022 of this world!
"Elf Race failed?" Vivienne has all the girl's sensibilities, and after hearing Chris' words, she vaguely guessed something: "If they fail, there will soon be countless Our pressure will only increase."Chris nods. Then he squeezes out a wry smile: "If they attack us with all their strength, it won't be the worst. What I'm worried about now is that the demon forces will concentrate their forces to kill Dragon Clan first..."
If the demon forces immediately turned around and Alanhill met force with force, the situation would not have gotten worse immediately. Whether Greken, the 9th Army or even the other Alanhill units that follow, there is still room to face more demons.
Even if the demons are stronger, Alanhill can provide more support nearby. Even if you give up some areas, you can at least resist the attack of the devil.
However, if the demons stand still, Greken and the 9th Army have no more strength to fight back against the demons and go to the other side of the distant planet to support the Dragon Clan who are fighting alone.
When the time comes Dragon Clan can't hold on first, and things go bad - it's tantamount to rebelling against the forces of the demons and being defeat them separately by the demonic forces. This is a situation that no one wants to see, and it is also the worst situation Alanhill could face.
"..." Hearing Chris say this, Vivienne also thought of the worst possible situation. It was a very bad situation, and it could even be said that it might be the end of Alanhill.
"Don't worry, the worst outcome of this world is not being occupied by demons." Chris comforted his woman with his way of deserving a beating: "More than a year ago, this world was impossible has been occupied by demons."
"What do you mean?" Vivian felt that Chris's expression was rogue, and asked cautiously.
"In fact, if Alanhill is defeated, the world will be covered with a high yield of nukes. I will definitely buy enough time to prepare enough nukes for the demons, before we are destroyed, I will destroy this world with my own hands!" Chris said his plan to destroy the world with a gloomy expression.
Standing beside him is not tall, with a beautiful body and a beautiful appearance, and the reaction of the beautiful magician Vivian, who was once used by Alanhill executives as a weapon power unit, surprised Chris a bit.
Just listen to Vivienne said with a smile: "When the day comes, I will definitely launch these nuclear bombs with you...I may leave a nickname on the devil's side, World Destroyer Vivienne, that sounds pretty good."
These magicians in the bones are crazy... Chris laughed heartily and found that he really liked the sweet-looking girl in front of him. In Chris's eyes, this girl's battle strength can be described by equivalent; similarly, her beauty can also be described by equivalent.
"Come on, I heard the queen of Elf Race is mysterious and beautiful. Maybe when the time comes, you can be the first human in this world to marry the queen of Elf Race." Vivian carried Chris's Arm, speak teased.
Chris touched his nose and suppressed the wonderful expression on his face - so, he also wanted to meet the person who could become the Queen of Elf Race, what kind of face-defying face would he have? .
(end of this chapter)