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"After receiving the gift, you have to do something." Chagatai said and pointed forward.
Directly ahead, the Dark Eldar's defense line gradually emerged. The Tyron Army, which was also arranged into the reconnaissance force, and the Dark Eldar had already engaged in a small-scale exchange of fire with the defense line.
What Bai Scar has to do is to take advantage of this moment to get as much information as possible.
"The Falcon of Chogoris! Charge!"
Chapter 660 Tactics
As large-scale reconnaissance operations proceed, battlefield information is quickly obtained.
The acquired information is processed by the main control intelligence and gathered in the bridge of the Glorious Humanity, forming a holographic projection full of information and various other constituent things.
What every soldier sees, what every company sees, what every fighter plane and even every reconnaissance iron man sees are all gathered on this holographic projection, allowing people on the bridge to view battlefield information Take control of everything.
Qin Mo stood in the bridge, observing the holographic projection with the top brass of Tailong's army, the main control intelligence assisting in the battle, and the Star Gods, waiting for the end of the large-scale reconnaissance operation.
"The reconnaissance operation will be over soon."
"Then we go and kill Viktor, that's what we're going to do before we completely strip the core of Commorragh."
Qin Mo said these words to the star gods.
Soldiers against soldiers, against generals.
No matter how advanced the war technology is in this universe, there will eventually be a battle between soldiers and generals.
The Dark Eldar, the dark kin of the Eldar, no matter what they are called, they are the true heirs of the ancient Eldar empire, both in terms of their living habits and how much inheritance they have in their hands.
Ghost things like anti-matter rifles were just the most common weapons in the previous low-profile version of the Battle of Heaven.
No one knows how many secrets of the Ancient Eldar Empire Victor has come into contact with, and how many weapons of the Ancient Eldar Empire he has. Perhaps he can summon many incarnations of Kane, or perhaps he can awaken a sleeping super-ancient warrior somewhere...
"Victor is in a pocket universe."
"The anchor point of this pocket universe's entrance and exit in the real universe is the very center of the zone where we conduct reconnaissance operations."
Qin Mo stretched out his hand and scratched it, and the information previously read from Arrow's brain was displayed.
According to Arrow's brain-reading information, Victor is not in the core area of Comoros, so Victor cannot be stripped out and killed along with the core.
Victor is not in the core area, not in the peripheral area, not even in Comoros.
He and the other Archons hide in a pocket universe.
The technology of the pocket universe is only available to once-wealthy races, including the Dark Eldar and Necron.
In the hands of the Dark Eldar, the pocket universe has become a technological black box, just like stc, but it can still be used.
"I only have one question." Saranoga said, "Why can't we let the Chronicler just kill him and pull Victor out of the pocket universe? Why did we all come out?"
"Because we still don't know what wealth Victor, the overlord of Comoros, has in his hands." Qin Mo said, "No matter what he has, we must kill him and destroy everything he owns."
Saranoga nodded. It still felt that this was not necessary, but considering Qin Mo's long-standing habit of putting all his combat power into one battle, there was nothing unacceptable about it.
Toying with enemies with huge disparity in strength to death can be regarded as an entertainment activity.
"Are we all here for business?" Burner shouted, "I thought you wanted to shine in front of that reptilian bastard and bring him the greatest despair!"
Qin Mo looked at the Burner and blinked his right eye.
The holographic image is changing rapidly, and more and more information is intelligently processed and integrated by the main control, and is displayed on the image through logos.
Even the reports from the Dark Eldar officers on the front lines and their reasoning were checked and only those with a reliability of more than 80% were displayed.
In addition to the Star Gods, there were also some officers on the bridge.
These officers looked at the holographic image and discussed the battlefield situation in a low voice.
General Grote of the 44th Infantry Regiment was also among them.
Qin Mo looked at Grote.
Ten years ago, Qin Mo once suggested to Groat that he should return to the Imperial Guard, because with the advent of the psionic matrix and its related technologies, the problem of Groat easily getting the upper hand in battle is no longer a problem.
But surprisingly, Grote himself refused to return to the Guard.
The reason is simple. He has been a guard for decades. Now he is the general of the 44th Infantry Regiment and concurrently serves as the senior management of the Army's tactical research department. He is devoted to professional fields such as tactical research and command. He spent too much energy and he didn't want to give up most of his life's investment.
In the forged world of Agrippina, Grote's company experimented with the latest information tactics at the time, but he was confused and had no idea what he was doing.
In the following decades, more relevant talents were trained, and Grote also learned a lot. It took him a long time to figure out why the company he led was walking in the wilderness on Agrippina. What is it.
Qin Mo originally thought that an advanced tactic could be used as long as he wanted to use it, but the reality was not as expected. Without the training of relevant talents, corresponding investment, and without at least decades of accumulation, no matter how advanced the tactic was, it would be useless. Can't use it.
But things are different now.
"Groot." Qin Mo said, "You will be responsible for commanding the next battle."
Without a trace of timidity, without a trace of hesitation or worry, Grote stepped forward, bowed, and accepted the burden magnanimously: "Yes."
"I have only one request." Qin Mo raised a finger, "Before I am ready to fight, I need you to tear apart the enemy's defense line. It's that simple."
"Yes." Grote nodded.
Qin Mo glanced at the star gods and left along the bridge's gate with the star gods.
Grote pushed aside the people in front of him and came to the tactical table. He placed his hands on the table and scanned the entire holographic projection.
"The enemy has defense devices similar to void shields, there are things that constantly use spiritual energy to interfere with our transmission system, there are anti-aircraft positions, there are artillery positions... I thought they were just a group of rabble-rousers similar to pirates and robbers."
"We need to tear apart the enemy's twenty-nine lines of defense."
"After the reconnaissance operation is over, release a large number of drones and use suicide attacks to eradicate all defense devices and things that will interfere with our transmission system."
"Air Force fighter jets crossed the battlefield after the drone operation to test whether the enemy had hidden air defense positions, but the main goal was to take out the alien Razor fighters."
"Then carry out air strikes and artillery bombardments on the identified positions. After the bombing, teleport the Iron Men to clean up any remaining enemies. If the enemy has heavy war machines like the Eldar Ghost Knights, teleport the Titan Legion and Iron Men. Solve it in the past.”
Chapter 661 Ancient Warrior
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In the most important area protected by all the defense lines, a small device was roaring at the bottom of the spike-shaped fortress.
The pocket universe is inside this device.
Victor and all the Archons who didn't have time to escape or jump were hiding in the pocket universe.
Everyone is looking at another legacy of the Ancient Spirit Empire.
It was a device similar to a holographic tactical table. It was only the size of a small box the size of a palm, but it could directly detect the situation on the entire battlefield.
According to the nobleman who had guarded this device for years before his death, it was a device used by ancestors to conduct war during the War in Heaven. Its principle is to directly display all current and future situations on the battlefield through psychic prophecy.
Perhaps due to an unknown ancient technology taking effect, the heirs of the Ancient Spirit Empire discovered that the psychic application technology of their ancestors' equipment was far more powerful than their own. It was both advanced and seemed to be immune to the evil presence in the sea of souls. intrusion.
In another legend, this device that visually displays battlefield conditions has another function, that is, it can directly obliterate the soul projection of an enemy in the subspace it displays.
But just like even the pocket universe has to be placed in a fixed place, it is impossible to discover and use more functions of this device at the moment.
The battlefield situation displayed by this equipment makes everyone feel pessimistic.
About twenty minutes ago, countless drones destroyed the defense devices on every position.
Then the Air Force came flying over and cleaned up the Razors.
Then came the bomber air strikes, the Tyrone Army artillery units and the Iron Man giant battle bodies.
The elite cabal soldiers who were all equipped with anti-material rifles on those positions and were ready to show off to the inferior races were now either turned into cannon fodder or massacred by the enemies teleported from the rear.
The various headquarters scattered outside the pocket universe that directly commanded frontline operations were gone. Comoros' despicable traitors and thousands of missiles equipped with nuclear warheads were killed by a combination of them.
Victor was neither angry nor regretful.
He forced the conspiracy, which was like a piece of scattered sand, to unite and fight like humans or relatives, but he got this result.
This is already good.
At least everyone wasn't slaughtered like chickens by the enemy in an internal fight until every last one was left.
"Perhaps we can go to the human star sector and choose a safer place to live like those Karis sects."
"Fuck Victor, fuck Commorragh, long live Karis!"
"..."
Among the governors present, some have already thought of new places to go in addition to being pessimistic, and some are even believers of the Carisi sect who have been excluded from the fringes of society.
They were whispering in very small voices, or thinking in their minds.
But Victor has a secret tool that can directly hear the voices in their heads.
But now is not the time to play tricks.
"You ants, just run away. I will greet my end as a king." Victor said to the Archons in disappointment, then turned around and walked towards the exit of the pocket universe.
"Long live Karis!"
Someone shouted, and the six conspiracy archons and their guards who were well prepared suddenly drew their guns and started killing people. After shooting several competitors in succession, they pointed their guns at Victor's back.
"Victor, you bastard can't leave, otherwise what will we pay for the blood tax?"
Hearing the fierce words coming from behind, Victor didn't even look back, but asked coldly: "Are you going to be the Catans' slaves now?"
"Times have changed, Victor. The war in heaven has ended long ago, and the huge empire of our ancestors has also fallen. We are just a group of maggots living quietly, why should we worry about whom to be slaves for?"
"The Star Gods can at least protect us. Our Mother Goddess Aisha is also with the Star Gods. Now it is no longer the war in heaven, but now it is a war between the real universe and the sea of souls!"
"For the real universe! Long live the real universe!"
The six consuls who decided to abandon everything for safety gave various reasons.
Some simply think that they are maggots and do not need to care about anything else.
Some use the war between the real universe and the sea of souls to justify themselves, describing themselves as a warrior with a grand scheme, rather than a coward who will give up anything to survive.
And some consuls are indeed very powerful. They are tired of the intrigues and struggles in Comoros and want to dedicate everything they have to a greater cause.
Some even think that the Dark Eldar should change their life style, at least it should not become serious internal fighting. Only when death is imminent can they fight a head-on war like their relatives and other races.
This is the diversity of an intelligent species.
"Will humans accept you? Compatriots?" Victor still didn't look back, "You don't really think that Caris is a beautiful paradise where races are equal and both elves and humans can coexist hand in hand, do you? ?”