Chapter 650
My Empire Chapter 650
2020-11-03
Chapter 650 Chapter 651 Don't Die"There are people here! There are still people alive here! Come and help! Come here!" The soldier who was excavating the ruins knelt on the ground excitedly and shouted loudly, and the nearby soldiers dropped the broken bricks in their hands and ran to the position where he was kneeling.
Several people worked together to lift a slate, and then saw the Old General Medeas, whose face was covered in mud mixed with blood and ashes.
"Oh my God! General, you're fine... this is really good!" The leading officer saw that Medeas could stand up by himself, and he was so excited that he was about to fly.
"What are you talking about, my ears are buzzing and I can't hear at all." Medeas waved his hand, narrowed his eyes and shouted loudly to the officer who stepped forward to support him: "I want to Wash your face! I'd like to change my clothes if I can."
He didn't meet those who came to help, but bowed his head each minding their own business, muttering in his mouth Others couldn't understand the words: "Where's my sword? Damn it, did I lose it?" body wounds. Then these skilled medics discovered a fact that made them put out a long breath.
Medias was not injured, he had no fractures or trauma like wounds on his body, and he was in good health.
"The blood on your face is mainly from the abrasion on your forehead... The wound here is a bit deep, and at least three stitches are needed." Mediyas, who came over by himself, said with ease.
He also rescued a group of wounded people before, and those wounded people were all sent from the parking lot. They were hit by a demon missile and lost a lot of equipment. The casualty situation is really not high. Considered high.
Some of those people had their entire thighs sawed off, and some had several broken ribs. The doctor had been resuscitating until Alanhill's wounded were properly placed.
"Don't revolve around me... I'm fine." Mediyas, who had returned to normal speaking, no longer buzzed in his ears.
Alanhill's luck seemed to be rotten to the extreme at that moment, and it began to gradually return to the Alanhill Empire.
Medias survived the disaster, and he only suffered some superficial wounds, and his command team did not lose as much as imagined.
Most of them were pressed under the slate, but because of the short construction period, the barracks built with these slates have very low defensive power and low prices. It will kill the people in the room.
Lightweight materials save most lives. Mediyas's lieutenant had a broken arm, and other generals were just broken bones, bleeding blood.
Those commanders, as well as some non-commissioned officers, colonels and the like, were rescued from the rubble one after another.
Not everyone had such good luck. In the end, a major general and two lieutenant colonels were killed in this command. Counting the dead guards, the Demon missile slaughtered seven Alanhill guards in an instant.
"Where is the enemy's position?" Looking at the damaged computers that had been sorted out beside the ruins and the technical equipment that had been completely scrapped, Medeas asked worriedly who was standing in front of him. The officer in charge of excavating the scene.
Data terminals, including dozens of computers, and many important command equipment were destroyed in the catastrophe. The actual value of these equipment alone is as high as several "billions"!
"General! What you need most right now is a good rest." Officer Alanhill, who was in charge of the excavation work, pleaded with a serious expression: "Please cooperate with the doctor's instructions and actively treat..."
"I'm fine." Interrupting him, Medeas waved his hand, indicating that he was fine now, and then continued to ask a second time, "Where is the enemy's position? ? How is the counterattack of our troops?"
"The enemy has approached the beachhead, the news passed a few minutes ago, let us continue to search for you..." The leading officer raised his chin and immediately replied.
"Arrange a jeep! I'm going to take an Imperial Family command car..." Medeas knew that Princess Vivian's commanding ability was actually very general, and he had to take back his command as soon as possible. , so as to more effectively take over those fighting troops.
"Call Her Royal Highness and report the situation on our side... Tell her that everything is fine, everything is fine!" Old General said as he stood up and moved. Then he walked over to the huge crater, watching with interest the fragment of the demon missile that nearly killed him.
The missile exploded so thoroughly that only a few shell fragments were scattered in the vicinity. The big crater on the ground is terrible to see, and at a glance, you can tell that the explosion just now is not small.
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In the Imperial Family command car, Vivian grabbed the phone in front of her and heard the report inside. The next second, she widened her beautiful eyes with a smile on her face: "Really? That's very good."
She hung up the phone, and looked towards the person beside her. Queen Andrea said, "I just got the news that General Medeas was not killed, he is on his way here."
"Just wounded?" The queen was a little unsure. asked.
"Yes, it's just a minor injury, he doesn't even need a rest, he's ready to come here to take over our command." Vivian said this, put out a long breath.
She's not very good at commanding such things. What she prefers to do is to fly out by herself and fight the demon army for 300 rounds...
However, with the Her status is getting more and more special, and she has no way to enjoy this kind of battle - if Her Royal Highness Alanhill's Royal Highness is on the front line to participate in the battle, the general in charge of the battle will probably be ashamed to death.
Queen Andrea, who was standing beside Vivian, turned gloomy when she heard that someone was coming to snatch the "advisory power" she had won with great difficulty - she still wanted to stand here , the feeling of scattered ashes and dispersed smoke between waving hands!
In the end, before she could feel that feeling, her power was deprived by someone who survived the disaster... So she could only give up her position angrily, her face full of disapproval. A happy expression.
Vivian was in a good mood, and in turn comforted Queen Your Majesty: "Are you worried about our defense? Don't worry, everything will be fine. General Medeas will be here soon, 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...
(End of this chapter )