Mini World Game ConsoleEvil Dragon Crazy Soldier King Chapter 1896 - 1897: Trapped

In the energy supply station, the human soldiers, relying on terrain and superior firepower, desperately resisted.

However, the number of dark creatures and mutants besieging the energy supply station was truly overwhelming.

Although the human soldiers' firearms were fierce, they were ultimately outnumbered.

Following this trend, the energy supply station would eventually be taken by the dark creatures.

Therefore, every human warrior fought crazily with the belief of certain death.

Behind a fortification near the battlefield at the energy supply station, a gray-haired, calm and imposing middle-aged man was observing the enemy.

In front of him was an LCD screen, with the hummingbird detector sending back continuous updates of the battlefield situation.

The middle-aged man wore a blue and black military uniform, without any dals or general stars.

However, his calm deanor and steady and imposing aura proved that this was a major figure long accustod to military command.

Behind the middle-aged man, a beautiful young girl dressed in grass-green military attire, face cold, held a longsword in her hand.

Beside the girl was a handso young man, resembling the middle-aged man, differing only in his gentle and elegant deanor.

Despite the dangerous situation, he remained calm and composed, showing excellent psychological fortitude.

The girl stared at the LCD screen, her brow tightly furrowed, yet through a communicator by her collar, she issued order after order.

"Left wing, First Squad advance, allow the enemy to get closer before firing!"

"Sniper One, prepare to shoot the enemy's mutants, no mistakes allowed!"

"Right wing, prepare the artillery, fire as soon as the enemy is within five hundred ters."

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The girl's voice was very cold, yet carried an inherent and unassailable authority.

Under her well-organized deploynt, the dark army could not advance, and innurable dark creatures died in vain, bodies piling high.

Her command was ferocious and relentless in attack, yet solid and unyielding in defense, complenting each other perfectly.

Every detail, every variable, was within her grasp.

Her mind was like a supercomputer, delivering commands seamlessly.

The middle-aged man did not speak, also focused on the screen's battle situation, occasionally nodding slightly in approval.

Outside the energy supply station's gates, cannon fire rumbled, bullets whistled, but under the desperate defense of many warriors, it remained as steady as Mount Tai.

For a while, the middle-aged man nodded, a look of satisfaction on his face.

"Very well, Maggie, your military command art has truly been passed on from ."

"Even if today, for the glory of humanity, you fall here, you can still hold the situation. I can finally fight with abandon."

As soon as he said this, the girl's previously calm expression suddenly showed panic, then she regained her composure.

"Father, you are the Duke of the Southern Road, the safety of the Southeastern front rests on your shoulders, you can't afford to speak of giving up lightly."

The youth remained leisurely and relaxed in deanor.

Between his fingers was a shining little knife, its blade gleaming, exuding a biting chill.

"Rest assured, father, these filthy dark creatures aren't qualified to keep you here."

The middle-aged man and Duke of the Southern Road shook his head, "The battle has just begun. If I'm not mistaken, my old rival Ebert has also arrived."

"If Ebert really descends upon the battlefield, this battle isn't as simple and easy as you might think. We must prepare thoroughly."

Saying this, the Duke of the Southern Road raised his voice and shouted.

"Guard Commander Nan Yan, if the enemy breaks through the lines, escort Maggie out, ensure her safety, heard?"

The young man Nan Yan turned his head, silent, saying nothing.

The Duke of the Southern Road raised his voice: "Heard? This is an order!"

"Yes!"

With that, Nan Yan stood straight and answered loudly.

The girl Maggie imdiately objected: "No, father, you are invaluable, you absolutely cannot have any mishaps."

"I am willing to lead the warriors to fight for you to the last drop of blood!"

The Duke of the Southern Road shook his head and sighed.

"I am already old. Even if I escape this ti, how many more years can I lead the Black Cavalry?"

His face turned unprecedentedly solemn.

"Therefore, this burden will eventually rest on your shoulders."

"I can die, but you absolutely cannot have anything happen. You are the future hope of the Nandao Family, understand?"

"Father, please don't say that, sister must stay safe, and you cannot have any mishaps either."

The little knife in the young man's hand was only about an inch long, yet it released a piercing and bone-chilling intent, as if freezing the surrounding air.

"Right, the three of us, none of us can fall, we will definitely survive.

Maggie lowered her eyes, expressionless, and began directing the battle again.

The Duke of the Southern Road shook his head and asked Nan Yan, "Did the signal for help get sent out?"

Nan Yan played with the little knife in his hand and sighed.

"The battlefield is blocked by signal jamrs, communication devices can't be used. I've already sent out four squads to break through and deliver the ssage."

"But the enemy is too many, surrounding us completely, I'm not sure if they got through."

The Duke of the Southern Road nodded, high-spirited.

"No problem, I really want to see what my old rival Ebert can do to . Hmph, even if I die on the battlefield, I won't let him have it easy."

Nan Yan's expression was calm, but his eyes were full of coldness.

"It's said that Ebert has already evolved to level nine, and his strength and speed are unfathomable."

"If you really encounter Ebert on the battlefield, father, you should still avoid his sharpness."

Maggie nodded, "Father, you are the best commander, unlike Ebert, we don't need to risk everything against him."

The Duke of the Southern Road chuckled, and his military uniform suddenly moved without wind, swelling outwards like a balloon.

"Are you underestimating your father? All these years, besides commanding the army, I haven't forsaken my martial arts cultivation either."

As he spoke, a military spike suddenly appeared in his palm, shimring with black-gold light.

True Martial Divine Weapon!

Maggie and Nan Yan were both shocked as they looked at the Duke of the Southern Road.

The Duke of the Southern Road is a Confucian General, which is almost common knowledge.

Even Maggie and Nan Yan had never thought that their father had already broken through to the True Martial Realm and had even forged a True Martial Divine Weapon.

The True Martial Army Spike in the Duke of the Southern Road's palm flashed briefly, as he proudly gazed into the distance.

"Since Ebert evolved to level nine, I've always wanted to eliminate him, perhaps this is a great opportunity."

At this mont, Maggie, who had been staring at the screen all along, suddenly frowned, her face growing grimr.

"Bad news, the enemy's mutants can no longer hold back and have begun to charge."