Chapter 491: Sehira's Decision
No matter how unconfident you are, as long as you think of it, you must do it. Whether it was the president of the student council or the current federal officer, Sai Xiliu acted in this style, and both Andrel and Lu Xi also said this to her, although the former was a physical line, and the latter was just a mouthpiece of fashion.
All in all, a dead horse should be a live horse doctor, and it must be cured.
Misha and a dozen strong men, including the old but still muscular gunner, carrying the heavy magic crystal cannon, all of them were tired and panting and sweating profusely, and finally walked slowly to the stairs of the cabin, let go of their breath, and then everyone sighed. Although this staircase is very spacious, it can accommodate several big men side by side, but after all, it is a staircase with a 40-degree oblique angle, and it is naturally much more laborious to lift it than to walk on the flat ground.
Sehiru looked at the staircase, gestured at the distance and width, and nodded slightly: "Let's put it here." Misha, you go to the warehouse and get some support frames for the flaming crossbow. β
Although he didn't know what he was going to do, Misha hurried over.
"You guys stay here first, watch the magic crystal cannon." Sehireu gave everyone an order, and then ran out of the hatch quickly.
The hatch is located just at the middle and aft sides of the foredeck. When she reached the top of the staircase and cautiously opened the hatch, she saw that the wide platform around her, which could almost be used to play football, was filled with chaotic shouts of killing and the clash of swords. An orc warrior had just cut down a soldier when he turned his head and saw Sehiru open the hatch to reveal a mouthful. The orc let out a loud shout, and rushed over with his blood-stained battle axe. But he was hit by a metal giant wolf that rushed towards him, as if he had hit a large truck speeding by. It flew upside down for more than ten meters and flipped out of the side of the ship.
"Asha!" Sehireu thanked his puppet. I also saw a hint of response from the lifeless gem pupils, as if to say, "Leave it to me!" β
This black technology product from the ancient city of Titan, self-discipline Cheng dΓΉ is simply like a shrewd and treacherous old frost wolf, that is, its existence, it finally maintained the stalemate on the deck. It has to go into battle, although it also needs a certain amount of magic from Sehiru, but the demand is even far inferior to the two alloy puppets she assembled herself, and the combat power is far superior, and it doesn't even need Sehiru to operate and command nearby. The magic in its body and the principle of the autonomic system. It's something that Sehiru hasn't been able to crack so far.
The other two stupid big ones can't do it, once the owner is not nearby to give orders, they will only stand in place, mechanically waving their hands to attack, and they can't even escape and defend. So Sehiraeus simply took them back.
Sehiru carefully compared the size of the hatch, estimated the trajectory, determined that the area of the hatch should be enough for the magic crystal cannon to fire, and made a "resist" command to Asha, which retracted to the shipyard. Close the hatch, lock it, turn around and run in the direction of the bridge.
"Your Excellency! I hope that all the mages in the headquarters who have not yet been on combat duty will be able to follow me! "Sehireu, who rushed out of the bridge and ran to Marshal Conrad. The first sentence is this.
To say that there is no combat mission for a magician is basically a false proposition. With the enemy already rushing to the point where they were only twenty meters from the bridge, everyone in the headquarters. Even Marshal Conrad himself had to be prepared to draw his sword and fight. And what is there that there is no "combat mission"?
"Captain Moore, what stupid are you talking about!" The captain shouted. As the supreme commander of the Nahibia. Not only did he have to do everything he could to control the ship, but he also had to devote most of his energy to ordering the soldiers on the deck to fight, but he really didn't care about the proposal of a 20-year-old girl.
"When do you think it's time to either go fight or get out of here! Captain Moore! An officer with the rank of major general also said to Seyriliu with a straight face. Although this guy is the deputy chief of staff of the expeditionary force, he is a non-magician-born bureaucratic professional soldier, about sixty years old, and his name and appearance are really not worth mentioning. In the presence of Vice Admiral Wilf, the chief of staff, this old gentleman was a completely thoughtless, opinion-barred, and courageous bug, almost the most transparent senior officer in the entire fleet.
For this kind of transparent person, if it was in the past, Seyleu would have given him some seedlings and kept the etiquette and duty as a subordinate, but at this juncture, she didn't look at the other party, and said loudly to the marshal who was speechless: "Colonel Milnat, Major Horgan, and Major Sakar and Captain Shireen, these people have not even seen blood, and they are left on the bridge, except for a dutiful and courageous test, in fact, it is useless!" In that case, you might as well leave it to me. Your Excellency, I have a way to bring their power into play, even a little bit of it is more realistic than it is now. β
Sai Xiliu's words were very polite, and the image of the "elite federal officer" who was strict and polite, respected his superiors, and loved his colleagues suddenly disappeared, and the few people she named were suddenly pale. After all, only a normal person would not want to be added with the comment "useless".
"By the way, there is also Major General Reeves, who is 'resting' in the infirmary. He should have rested enough, and it was time for him to do his duty as a federal officer. Sehireu thought for a moment, added another name, and his words and tone were even more unkind.
The officers whose names had just been mentioned were a little bright, and secretly thought that although I was useless, it was better than the general, who didn't even dare to show his face. Human nature is like this, no matter how waste the material is, as long as you know that there is a bottom below, you will always feel that there will be a subtle sense of superiority. It's a sad story.
"If you like it, I can go with you." Lieutenant Colonel Geisel, who was standing on the edge of the bridge, suddenly interjected casually.
"It's a pity, you have a combat mission, and I can't reduce the defense capability of the headquarters anymore." Saihiru did not return to the tunnel.
The old marshal looked at Sehiru with a resolute expression on his face. Some thought he was silent for a long time, while others thought he had made a decision in a split second: "Go ahead, then, Captain Moore." β
Sai Xiliu saluted, turned around, with a very cold face, and glanced at the officers who had just been named by himself with a sharp gaze as if he looked at his subordinates, three-quarters of them were superiors, and the remaining one was older than himself, and theoretically should be called "senior". However, it is even more regrettable that these people, like Lieutenant General Werf and Major General Reeves, belong to the typical aristocratic civilian elite officers who have never been on the battlefield at all, and in the eyes of the young but battle-hardened former student council president, they all submissively avoided her gaze, and even lowered their heads.
"A few hours ago I was proud like a flock of peacocks, but now I have become quail? But forget it, he's also a magician, as long as he has magic powers. Sai Xiliu snorted coldly in his heart, and then said, "Then, please come with me, the commanders and seniors!" As long as we cooperate well, we can succeed and become the Federation heroes who turn the tide of the war! β
Sure enough, the youngest Captain Shireen's eyes began to glow. The other officers who were a little "old fritter" no longer shrank their heads, and their eyes were at least a little more serious.
The so-called slap still needs to be given to sweet jujubes, even if this sweet jujube is to quench the thirst of the plum and draw cakes to satisfy hunger, it doesn't matter, as long as it can fool people. Sehireu may not have understood this theory yet, but that didn't stop her from starting to do it without a teacher.
So, under the intimidation of a twenty-year-old girl who was far inferior to them in age and rank, several mages who had "no combat effectiveness" followed Sehireu into the cabin half dazed and half expectantly. In fact, these "civilian officers" who had never seen the battlefield and had already been frightened by the cruel scene in front of them, had long wanted to find a relatively safe place to shrink up. If it weren't for the fact that the Supreme Commander was still commanding, if it weren't for the fact that his colleagues were still fighting bloodily, if it weren't for the fact that these gate-born sons or daughters still have a little bit of cheekiness and blood, they would have slipped away a long time ago.
"Colonel Milnat, now I ask you to bring two men with you, and Major-General Reeves. We rounded around the main staircase in the forward cabin. After entering the cabin, Sehireu said to the two men in their thirties, who looked like bookish literati more than they looked like colonels like officers.
"What if he doesn't want to?" The colonel hesitated.
"Just tell him that this is Your Excellency Marshal, please. If you still don't want to, just knock you out and drag it over. Sehireu replied in a natural tone, "Anyway, all I need is his magic, not his opinion and his head." β
As if it were the first time he had known Seyleu, the colonel looked at this "gentle and courteous, fresh and lovely intellectual beauty" in his impression with eyes that were almost like seeing a carnivorous beast, and when he came back to his senses, he hurriedly shook his spirit, saluted, and hurried away.
"Major Horgan, you are the ship's armament officer, please bring all the metals in the warehouse that have good demonic conduction properties. Major Sakar, and Captain Shireen, both of you have good alchemy abilities, and I need your help to build an alchemy magic array. Sehireux said to the others in an almost commanding tone.
However, at this time, these officers of noble birth did not seem to feel at all humiliating to accept the orders of such a twenty-year-old girl. (To be continued......)