Data Wasteland

~: Nine hundred and seventieth chapter doub

The next afternoon, Chen Xing encountered another enemy reconnaissance point blocking the road.

According to the principle of avoiding if he can, he tried his best to keep a distance of four to five kilometers and take a detour. This distance is not visible to the naked eye, smells and sounds are not easily detected, and is within the detection radius of tactical satellites.

But at the moment, this reconnaissance point is located between two reconnaissance points that are nine kilometers apart, and it must be unplugged, otherwise it will take a long way, and outside the reconnaissance range of the tactical satellite, I don’t know if there are other reconnaissance points.

So the best option now is to unplug this detection point.

Since it was daytime, it was impossible to sneak past without being discovered, so he made the team stand by and wait for the action after dark.

Except for the guards and guards, the rest hid in the hidden places on the back of the mountain and gathered in a pile to rest.

Chen Xing was about to rest for a while when he suddenly saw steam coming out of the team, and hurried over to check.

I saw Laixi, Yeyang Bailiu, Camilla, and Shanna surrounding a large stainless steel pot, and Yue Canglian was stirring in the pot with a spoon.

The two-headed manticore was lying on the side, blocking the air vent with its huge body, and a small flame spewed from the nostril of one of the lion heads, heating the stainless steel cauldron!

The secondary pseudo-god turned into a fire boy.

Seeing that these women were not doing their jobs properly, Chen Xingqi didn't come to one place, he stepped forward and asked, "Are you here to fight or have a picnic?"

Apart from him, no one here would dare to offend these women.

"The steam is so big, aren't you afraid of being discovered!"

Lacey gave him a disdainful look, then made a gesture towards the two-headed manticore. The other head of the two-headed manticore lifted up and took a breath at the steaming mist. The steam was immediately sucked into the beast's body, leaving no smell behind.

This double-headed cat is also absolutely amazing, including the range hood and gas stove.

Lacey gave him a defiant look, as if to say, "This is the head office!"

Chen Xing was too lazy to bother with this woman, smelled the sweet aroma in the pot, walked to the edge and looked in.

This pot is very big, half a person's height, you don't need to look to know that Lacey brought it here. Because among the people present, only she has such a large space prop, and the use is so extravagant.

Because the red earth world does not have the technology to produce space props, it can only be found in the world fragments of magic civilization, so the price is particularly expensive.

Others are used to hold potions and important items, only the Red Dragon Princess would be so extravagant, using the precious portable space for pots and pans and personal enjoyment.

There was white slurry tumbling in the pot, and the smell was sweet, but Chen Xing didn't see what it was, so he asked Canglian Jianyue who was stirring.

"What are you cooking?"

"Lianzi Lily Bird's Nest Soup." Jian Yue Canglian replied obediently.

"I'll really enjoy it." Chen Xing looked at the women.

"It's not your fault, for the miscarriage," Lacey said.

Such a big pot is enough for dozens of people to eat. Saying that there is no portion for him is aimed at him.

But Chen Xing didn't say anything, he sat down beside the cauldron and took out a snow-white animal from the storage space.

The girls' eyes suddenly lit up.

"Ferret, where did it come from?"

Ye Yang Bai Liu couldn't help but ask. Ferrets are a rare game. In addition to the valuable fur, the meat is also very delicious. Commonly known as "flying on the snow", it is just to protect animals, and no one will hunt them specially.

Chen Xing smiled and deliberately didn't say anything.

"What are you worried about with me, I didn't offend you." Ye Yang Bailiu pushed him and quickly drew a line with Lacey.

"The brother below sent it." Chen Xing replied.

This was sent by Huozui last night, saying that it was to make up for several sisters-in-law. Huozui is a person who doesn't look like he is usually five or three rough. In fact, his mind is very delicate, but his personality is a little impulsive, and it is easy to get confused when he loses his temper.

Chen Xing took out a knife, and swiftly skinned the ferret and removed its internal organs.

This ferret is very fat, weighing more than 30 pounds, and after removing the fur and guts, there are more than 10 pounds of meat.

Chen Xing dismembered it, cut it into small pieces, took out a military pot, filled it with water, and snapped his fingers at the two-headed manticore, "Brother, borrow a fire."

Although the two-headed cat is somewhat reluctant, it can feel the relationship between the host and the other party tend to ease, and lazily turns its head and exhales a flame from its nostrils.

The heat of the flame is so high that it boils the water very quickly. Chen Xing first scalded the ferret meat in boiling water to remove the blood, then poured in clean water, put on radishes and various seasonings, and heated it again to boiling.

Then put on a military kerosene stove and simmer on low heat.

After a while, the lid of the pot rattled and the meat was fragrant. The big two-headed cat sucked greedily, not letting go of any smell.

After cooking for more than two hours, the ferret meat was stewed, and the bird's nest soup was almost done. The girls happily started the party, but Lacey looked arrogant and disdainful. But in fact, her stomach betrayed her long ago, gurgling.

Seeing Yue Canglian, Chen Xingchao winked, and the latter understood it, filled a bowl for Lexi and brought it to her.

Although the other party spared no effort to target him, as a big man, there is no need to care about a small woman. Moreover, even if the other party does not eat, the little guy in the stomach will eat it.

Putting qi at home, he can't lose his own children.

Although Lacey looked arrogant, she was rude when she ate, and went down three bowls in a row.

Yeyang Bailiu didn't hold it either, and ate four bowls in one go.

Seeing that the two masters liked to eat, Camila and Shanna didn't dare to use chopsticks, and ate a bowl of meat for most of the day. It wasn't until the two masters had eaten enough, felt their stomachs, and looked satisfied that they dared to let go of eating.

Chen Xing put down the bowl after taking two bites.

Seeing that Yue Canglian had left him a big bowl, but he didn't eat it, so he gave it all to the other party. As a chef, the real satisfaction is not to eat by yourself, but to watch others eat.

"How about it, is my craft okay?" Chen Xing asked with a smile.

"It's okay." "Although it's not as good as the chef in the palace, it's okay."

The evaluation of the two beauties was very heartless, and they typically complained that the chef did not do well enough after eating.

Just as the girls finished eating the stewed meat and gathered around to drink bird's nest soup, a large army group was slowly moving on the Guiquan Plain hundreds of kilometers away.

The army group consists of several army groups, namely the Red Dragon First Army, the Water Weasel Militia Self-Defense Force, the Silver Claw New First Army, and the Black Feather First Army.

The Expeditionary Army and the Second Red Dragon Army stayed behind on the Chiyan front, and acted as a threat to the Principality of Chiyan, but in fact, the backbone of the two army groups were taken away, and the command system was in a semi-paralyzed state, and there was almost no fighting force left.

The expeditionary army formed by the mercenary group was a little better, not completely dependent on the command system, and could fight independently if necessary, but the Red Dragon Second Army was completely paralyzed.

Once the Principality of Chiyan sends troops, they will retreat to the Nolan West Sixteen Peaks stronghold where Sanchahe City and the Red Dragon Third Army Group are located according to the planned route.

At this moment, Ricardo, the great commander of the Northern Alliance, was standing in front of the holographic map, staring intently at the three-color light spots dotted on the map.

Green dots represent troops under your control, blue dots represent friendly forces, and red dots represent enemy forces.

His eyes stayed on the East Fourth Peak area of ​​Nolan Snow Mountain, where there was a large area of ​​dense red light spots.

These spots of light represent an army of 300,000 troops.

Echoing the stronghold of Dongsifeng from afar, is a large red light spot at the northeast entrance of Guiwai Plain. There are at least a million enemy troops there.

And the troops in Ricardo's hands were less than 800,000 in total.

In the area near the middle of the East Fourth Peak, there is a slow-moving yellow light spot.

On a tactical map, yellow represents uncertainty. Since Chen Xing brought the troops into the East Fourth Peak, they have completely cut off contact. There are no radio base stations there, and there is no dedicated time to set up along the way.

Furthermore, the use of radio equipment may capture the signal by the enemy, resulting in exposure, so after entering the enemy's control area, Chen Xing chose radio silence.

The current moving position of the yellow light spot is only speculation based on the action plan, and the real situation cannot be determined.

Probably looking at the map for a long time, his eyes were a little tired, Ricardo closed his eyes and rubbed his eyebrows.

Since he led the army into the Guiku Plain, he has maintained a state of excitement, and has only slept two hours a day for three or four consecutive days.

Extreme pressure resistance, this is a compulsory course for every military commander. With training, they can get very little sleep each day and keep their heads clear for long periods of time.

Once in a state of war, the battlefield is changing rapidly, and the commander must keep an eye on it and make a decision at any time. Therefore, long working hours are very important, and good commanders are usually overtime fans.

Also in this state, there is Lin Yuanzheng on the opposite side.

The commander-in-chief of the Allied Forces stood in front of the holographic map, looking at the three-color light spots all over the space, and frowned.

"Eagle owl, eagle owl, what are you thinking about?"

Lin Yuanzheng said to himself, his eyes fell on the two red light clusters in the northeast and southeast of the Chiyan Mountains.

That was the Northern Alliance's Expeditionary Force and the Second Army of the Red Dragon.

Ricardo did not use the two most powerful troops, but instead the troops of Mizuki and Silver Claw. Mizuki is a typical half-assed army, an army made up of militia and ronin, while the army of Silver Claw suffered in the last war. Heavy losses are a new army rebuilt on the basis of the remnant army.

The real front-line combat troops, only the Red Dragon First Army and the Black Feather First Army, the rest can be regarded as cannon fodder.

But then again, the proportion of cannon fodder in his troops is not small. The reinforcements sent from the Eastern and Western Continents are basically second-rate. It's just that the number is huge, and it can rely on human sea tactics to form an effective combat force.

"Is it because you can't do it?"

The expeditionary army belonged to Chen Xing, and the Red Dragon Second Army belonged to Lacey. Both of them were beyond Ricardo's command.

But this doesn't make sense either, because the chief commander of Ricardo was nominated by Chen Xing. Since he was promoted by himself, how could he not support it?

Is this the result of a power game, or a premeditated arrangement?

Lin Yuanzheng never thought that it was Chen Xing, not Ricardo, who made this surprise plan of "building the plank road in the bright and darkening the Chencang".

Ricardo's style is not so risky. He is good at winning while maintaining stability, not Chen Xing's desperate gamble.

"Master Commander, there are guests visiting!"

Lin Yuanzheng was thinking hard, and when he was at a loss, a mysterious guest came to the headquarters.

The next moment, the fragrance was blowing, and a red dress broke into his eyes.

Lin Yuanzheng's pupils shrank slightly, and his stern face showed a bit of surprise, "Chu Diji?"

Chu Hanyu smiled at him, "It's Ben Gong!"