MTL - I Became the King of Villains In the Game-Chapter 451 everything under control

  Chapter 451 Everything is under control

   "General Mersa, this way."

  Two adjutants escorted the general of the Anlong army and evacuated from the rear of the barracks.

  One of them leaned over and whispered:

   "Your order has been conveyed. The Seventh Army will detonate all explosives on time... In addition, the Second Army deployed in advance has already been waiting in the underground passage. It will come to pick us up later, join the main force and leave together."

"very good."

  General Mersa said something expressionless.

  While walking quickly, he adjusted the military cap on his head and patted the dust on his shoulders, as if he didn't want the soldiers under him to see him in a mess.

   Soon, Anlong's army, which received the retreat order, continued to pour in. Following the general and other high-level military troops, they came to the northeast corner of the bridgehead together and entered through the gate of an inconspicuous bungalow.

  There is another world inside, the living room can't see the furniture and decorations, it is empty, and in the middle of the floor is a huge underground passage entrance, which is square and can accommodate dozens of people to enter side by side, with a step leading to the dark place below.

  There were already soldiers guarding here, and when they saw the general and other high-level officials coming, they immediately saluted.

  General Mersa nodded towards the soldiers, and was about to enter through the underground entrance, when a herald suddenly ran behind him, his face full of anxiety.

"Um?"

  The general stopped, frowning and looking at each other.

   "General, an urgent message came from the Seventh Legion, indicating that all the detonators have failed... The powder kegs buried before may... may not be detonated on time!"

   "Damn it!"

  General Mersa couldn't help cursing on the spot.

He knew that time was running out. If the explosives could not be detonated, then all the arrangements would be in vain... Not only would this important military fortress be lost, but it would also be impossible to hold back the enemy's footsteps. Sometimes the casualties will be extremely heavy, and even the entire army will be wiped out!

  The strength of the Imperial Army is obvious to all, and no one can guarantee whether they will survive to see the sun of tomorrow.

   "Do you know why?"

  General Mersa forcefully calmed down his anxious mood, and asked in a deep voice.

   "It's not clear yet... But according to Colonel Miller of the Seventh Army, there may be a problem with the gunpowder, which makes the timing detonation device unable to work normally."

  The herald said with a pale face while wiping cold sweat.

  The rest of the high-level command looked at the general, and they all realized the seriousness of the problem.

   "What's next? General."

   someone asked.

  General Mersa had a gloomy face, and he started to pace on the spot. After a few breaths, he looked at the adjutant.

   "It seems that we can only send someone to detonate the explosives at close range..."

   "However, general... there are more than a dozen explosives areas under the bridgehead, and they are not connected to the bridge. Our number of death squads is running out, and I am afraid it will be difficult to complete this task..."

  The adjutant said in embarrassment.

  He immediately spoke hesitantly:

   "If you force other legions to implement it, I'm afraid the royal family and the joint military command will have opinions on you..."

   "Joint Military Command? To hell! Soldiers must obey!"

  General Mersa couldn't help being furious after hearing what the adjutant said.

   "As the enemy, the imperial army is already strong, but our allies are still haggling over all kinds of trivial matters... I really don't know how to fight this battle!"

The United Kingdom of Anlong, headed by the three principalities and composed of dozens of small countries, is not as united as it appears on the surface, and various contradictions have long appeared within it... The joint military command temporarily formed because of the war is always Make a trip for Mertha.

  He had already suppressed his anger.

   "Let the group of undead strangers who have defected to the royal family go!"

  General Mersa said with a sullen face.

   "Yes, this kind of thing should let them go..."

  The rest of the top military officials thought about it and nodded in agreement.

  Anyway, the Undead Stranger will not really die, so it is very suitable for performing such tasks.

   Seeing this, the adjutant turned his head and gestured to the orderly, who nodded quickly.

   "Yes, General, I will pass on your order to the Undead Stranger Legion immediately."

   He said, turned and left here.

   Not long after, the Miracle Guild players who had just experienced a round of fighting and resurrected from a certain corner of the bridgehead received task prompts from the panel.

   "Huh? Another new mission?"

  A player wondered.

  But when they read the mission description, their faces changed drastically.

   "Zhuo! The military is using us as cannon fodder!"

   "Hurry up and notify the president and vice president to see what to do next."

  Everyone used the chat channel to get in touch with the top management of the guild.

  However, after a few minutes of silence, the president asked every member to choose to accept such an arrangement.

"—I know that everyone is very annoyed, but we have no other choice for the time being. If we refuse the mission, then we will not only lose all the favorability with the prince of the royal family, but also may be charged with the crime of 'rebels', and will be subsequently attacked Hunting and arresting... Although it will waste a chance of resurrection, the experience value of this mission is not low, which can be regarded as making up for a little loss... In addition, through this battle, I and other high-level officials also saw that the United Kingdom of Anlong is extremely valuable. It may be defeated, so I am planning a way out for the future, brothers who have ideas can chat in private, let's find a way together."

  The president posted a long text in the channel, and many members fell silent after seeing it.

In fact, they all know very well that the group of "players" is not only disliked in the United Kingdom of Anlong, but also in the Trisur Empire and the other three kingdoms. It is commonplace to be treated as cannon fodder and pawns thing.

  Only the very lucky few will be regarded as "normal people" by their own extraordinary forces, and they will be respected and given sufficient benefits.

  For example, their current enemy, the NPC Consul named Jack, and the players in the circus under his command belong to such lucky ones.

  The group of players headed by Polaris and Dongyang has attracted attention since the beginning of the public beta, not only because they are the first batch of extraordinary players, but also because they have many exclusive benefits, which are enviable...

  The most important point is that Mr. Jack and the circus cadres respect them very much.

   "—President, why don't you wait until the war is over and find a way to go to the Trisur Empire..."

   "—Yes! If you can, it's best to join the circus organization and join Jack!"

   "—Join if you can't beat it, right? But I think it's okay!"

   "—Good guy, the battle hasn't finished yet, so I'm thinking about going here, don't you see how many people on the forum are eager to go to the circus, our entire guild, it's good to have ten people in..."

  President Miracle, who was hiding in the dormitory of the Bridgehead Barracks, and the other two high-level executives looked at the chat records in the channel, and smiled wryly at each other.

   Immediately, he let out another long sigh.

  In addition to the Miracle Guild, the other two guilds, Bliss Rock and White Horse Guild, both on the battlefield, have received missions issued by the military, asking them to sacrifice their lives to detonate explosives.

  These two guilds also did not dare to refuse, and made the same choice as the Miracle Guild, accepting the mission after the end. So the three parties started to act from various places, and the difference was only a few minutes before and after, and they came to the underground area where the explosives were buried.

  However, it didn't take long for this group of players to stand in the dim environment with big eyes and small eyes, because they found that although the place was full of gunpowder barrels, none of them could detonate.

   "What the hell! I don't believe in evil anymore!"

  A player of Bliss Rock threw away the torch in his hand, raised his right fist, and a golden glow shimmered on it.

   This is a Sequence Nine transcendent of the solar system.

  Boom!

  He slammed his fist on the powder keg in front of him. With a loud noise, countless wood chips flew across, and flames overflowed.

   But the gunpowder was scattered all over the place, and even sprayed on nearby players, but there was no explosion.

   "Bah, bah, these gunpowders are fake, right?!"

  A player slapped the black powder on his body and said in embarrassment.

   "It's on and off, even the extraordinary power can't detonate it... Is the military playing with us?!"

The rest of the players were not reconciled to the failure of the mission, and tried one after another, but no matter whether it was an oil pot, a torch, or even some explosives they carried with them, they couldn't detonate it... It seemed that those wooden barrels were filled with sand instead of gunpowder. Indifferent to all kinds of temptations.

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   "General, the mission of the undead alien has failed."

  In the dark underground passage, the adjutant delivered bad news again.

  General Mersa almost spit out a mouthful of old blood.

   "Failure? Could it be that they were discovered by the Imperial Army?!"

   "No... No, but those explosives can't be detonated at all. Even if they are ignited directly with an open flame, they can only burn the wooden barrel outside, but the gunpowder has no reaction."

  The adjutant told the truth, but a group of senior military officials, including the general, felt that this matter was full of absurdity.

   General Mersa quickly realized something was wrong.

   "Either there are traitors within us who have tampered with explosives, or the enemy knew the plan in advance and used some kind of extraordinary means..."

   He gritted his teeth and said.

   "General, under the crown of Ibrain is a saint of the galaxy, and he is an expert in divination and anti-divination... Could it be that the imperial army has dispatched stronger transcendents, which can deceive his perception?"

   A senior military officer said in a deep voice beside the general.

  General Mersa's brows became deeper and deeper, and now he only felt his head buzzing, and all kinds of doubts came along with all kinds of bad news, making him breathless.

The surrounding high-ranking military officers noticed the general's silence, and each had a bad premonition in their hearts. A depressive atmosphere gradually spread, and they even had various suspicions. They wondered what terrible means the Imperial Army had not used. .

   "Go, since the situation is so bad, we can only evacuate to the interior of the principality first."

   General Myersa had a final word and quickened his pace.

  But not long after, everyone felt a tremor, and the entire underground passage trembled violently.

  Boom!

   "Protect the general!"

   "Watch out for the top of your head!"

  The adjutant shouted violently, and the soldiers immediately surrounded General Mersa layer by layer.

   After a while, the tremor stopped, but all the soldiers and officers who had evacuated were covered with a thick layer of dust. Fortunately, a lot of effort was put into the construction of this passage, and it did not collapse. Otherwise, they would all feel that it is an irony to die here.

   "General, are you all right?"

  The adjutant supported Mersa and asked with concern.

  General Mersa stood firm with his hat on, patted the dust off his body, took a deep breath, and said with lingering fear:

   "I'm fine..."

   "What happened?"

   A senior military officer got up from the ground and asked in embarrassment.

   "Don't know, maybe..."

   Before the adjutant finished speaking, footsteps came from the dark place in front of the underground passage.

   "Don't talk yet! Something is wrong!"

   the general shouted in a low voice.

  Everyone immediately silenced.

   da da, da da...

  The footsteps were getting closer and closer, the general made a gesture, and the soldiers behind him raised their flintlock guns and aimed at the front.

   "I remember that the front should be the troops of the Second Army, why did they come back? And they still haven't spoken..."

   A man with a major epaulette on his shoulders whispered.

"Shut up!"

  The general scolded in a low voice.

  The major immediately saluted and dared not speak any more.

   Soon, under the light of kerosene lamps and torches beside the wall, a group of more than a dozen people slowly appeared in their sight.

   There are men and women on the other side, and there is even a cow following, which looks quite weird. The leader was a woman wearing a black and purple dress, she looked quite beautiful, her lavender eyes were quietly watching General Mersa.

   "Are you the superhumans of the Imperial Army?"

  General Mersa said in a deep voice.

  He didn't ask about the situation of the Second Legion, because he didn't need to ask, he knew that most of them had already been killed.

   "Military personnel of the United Kingdom of Anlong, we have been waiting here for a long time... I, Froy, will send you off on behalf of Master Jack."

  The woman in the black dress said in an ethereal voice.

  With a faint smile on her face, she leaned slightly towards the general and his party.

   "They are superhumans under the command of Consul Jack!"

  Behind General Mersa, seven or eight extraordinary officers stepped forward.

   "General, please retreat back! We will break the rear for you!"

"Walk!"

  General Mersa was very decisive, turned around and ran.

  At the same time, he opened his mouth to signal the soldiers to shoot.

   Bang bang bang...!

  Intensive gunshots exploded in everyone's ears, and countless flames and ballistics flew in the underground passage.

  However, the senior military officers looked back and saw two men wearing bowler hats raised their hands and waved their hands. The shadows behind the group of strange men and women came like a tide, and the torches and kerosene lamps were extinguished one after another...

  Darkness enveloped everything and swallowed everything, including bullets.

  All the high-level military officers felt tense, they knew very well that ordinary firearms could not hurt a single hair of the opponent!

"ah!"

   "Ahh!"

The screams followed. It was those extraordinary people trained by the royal family who were sent to the army to protect the high-level generals. Their strength is not weak, and they have all reached the level of the middle sequence. minute.

   Fortunately...

  They have opened a certain distance, as long as they can return to the surface, there are several other alternative ways to evacuate.

   "General! The herald has an urgent message!"

  The adjutant held the walkie-talkie, and suddenly his face changed drastically.

   "A large number of undead strangers from the empire have surrounded the entrance of the underground passage, and even rushed towards us!"

   "Get out!"

  General Mersa clenched his fists and shouted angrily.

   "We have five legions of troops, thousands of guns can still be blocked by that group of **** foreigners?!"

   "But...but, there are thousands of people in that group of immortal aliens, and all...all of them are superhumans!"

  The adjutant said with a pale face.

  General Mersa felt his eyes darkened, and he almost lost his footing.

   "How... how come so many extraordinary people gather in Hercule?"

  He suddenly had a feeling of despair.

   I really don’t know how to fight such a battle? !

  Damn the United Kingdom! Damn pig-brained politicians! They provoked the Cuisul Empire, but let the soldiers like them come out to resist, so forget about surrendering!

   What glory and face, go to hell!

   Far away on the "ruin platform" on the top of the high wall of the bridgehead, it was raining heavily, and in the hazy picture, a gentleman in a black hat was sitting on a broken stone pier, with a silver cane quietly leaning against his leg.

  The gentleman slowly poured the sinful blood in the cup onto the wooden sign in his hand, chuckled, looked up at the rain, and muttered:

   "Everything is under control..."

  (end of this chapter)