"According to your report, after entering the ant nest, Ye Feng and Mode's two teams went to support the other three teams, and your team mainly attacked the ant queen, but is this?" Windsor Belo asked.

Alan nodded.

"Then have you ever thought that if the three teams attack together, the time to take down the queen ant will be greatly reduced?" Windsor Belo said again.

Allen said: "That's true, but at that time Hubble and their three teams were ......"

"Herein lies the problem." Windsor Bello sneered: "Hubble three, unwilling to cooperate first. If I lead the team, such teammates will be pitted, and I don't want to divide my troops to save them. By uniting the other two teams, you can end the battle as much as possible. And the queen ant is punished, and the knife ants will disperse, which is equivalent to helping the three teams of Hubble. If they can't hold out even this little time, they deserve to die. ”

Alan was speechless, he now somewhat understood his teacher's fighting style.

"Alan, you have to understand that there has never been an immortal war in this world, and no matter how good a general is, there is no guarantee that a battle will be unscathed. All they could do was minimize the damage they took. It's brutal, and in the eyes of commanders, war is often a numbers game. Gains and losses will only be measured by numbers. Windsor Bello put his hands behind his back and looked at the huge fireball on the horizon: "No one is perfect, not even a famous general, after that great fame, he is burdened with darkness and sin that is inhumane. And the reason why they are called famous generals and not war criminals is because their achievements and merits are far greater than the blood of their hands. ”

"As long as the light is bright enough, who will pay attention to the shadow under the light. For the generals, identify the goal and advance towards the goal with great courage. As for those small details, just ignore them. Speaking of this, Windsor Belo chuckled: "Knowing why I have been leading all these years, that old man of Capro only eats dust?" It's because I know what I'm going to do, and Kapro is worried. Of course, a large part of the reason for my aggressiveness is that my foundation is not as deep as that of Capro. ”

"But I don't think there's anything, if life can't fly wantonly, you always have to calculate step by step, then what's the fun?"

Alan looked at the female marshal.

The setting sun cast a layer of bright red light on her, and that red light burned and flew like a flame, just like the fiery life of Windsor Bello.

He seemed to understand Windsor Bello a little more.

"By the way, this is for you." Windsor Bello handed over a thick notebook: "This is my military diary, recording some of the events of the battle with the aliens over the years. If you have time, take a look at it, but I don't have a systematic classification, so it probably looks a little messy. ”

Alan happily took it: "It's okay, I'm used to it." ”

Hughton didn't have a gradual habit of guiding him in the Rubik's Cube sequence, and with another Windsor Belo, Alan didn't feel like a big problem. What's more, this military notebook records the important experience of Windsor Bello against the Jotun Strong, which is knowledge that cannot be learned in textbooks, and is of immeasurable benefit to Alan in understanding the aliens and fighting against them.

Putting away the notes, Alan said, "Is the teacher leaving tomorrow?" ”

"Well, I'll meet with that old man from Russon tonight, and we'll have to go back to the line tomorrow." Windsor Belo said nonchalantly.

"Last time I heard Colonel Berry say that the interstellar defense line has been a little tight lately?"

"It's not a big deal, just those interstellar bandits of the Nirm people, I can't imagine that I can pass this level." Windsor Bello's tone was confident.

Hearing her say this, Alan was also relieved.

"Go ahead and get busy, continue to train and improve here. After two years, you can go back to the family or stay in the army. It's still a long time, and it's never too late to think about it. I'm going to stay here all the time, leave me alone. Windsor Belo folded his hands and knees and sat down on the rooftop, leaving Alan with a serene and soft back.

Alan quietly departed.

Back in the dormitory, he couldn't wait to open the diary. The first page is a slightly scribbled handwriting by Windsor Bello, and the whole text is a record of her excitement when she first joined the army. Looking at the date column of the diary, it was eight years ago. At that time, Windsor Bello had just passed his 12th birthday and joined the federal army as the first overall strength of recruits. At that time, perhaps no one knew that this little girl would become one of the brightest stars in the sky over Babylon.

After turning two or three pages, the diary in Alan's hand accidentally landed. On that page of the diary was the Blade Demon Figure, but the big head, the small and ridiculous body, the triangular eyes, and the exaggerated arm blades. What makes this page of the diary seem more like a child's graffiti than a record of a demon.

Although in this seemingly graffiti-like picture, the physical characteristics of the Blade Demon are described in professional terms and precise numbers.

Further down, there are a lot of graffiti on these. Alan was finally sure that Windsor Bello wasn't necessarily a genius in any field. At least when it comes to painting, she has very little talent......

Otherwise, why is it that the drawing on the page of the recent diary is the same as the graffiti of eight years ago, and there is no improvement at all.

And even if you can't draw well, you can look at the whole diary, and record a certain alien in a graphical way like this, or the number of battles is very frequent, you can see Windsabella's personality of not admitting defeat.

This makes Windsor Belo look a little cute.

As soon as such a thought came to his mind, Alan shook his head. Whoever thinks that his teacher is cute is probably the source of the tragedy.

Childish graffiti aside, the value of Windsor Bello's diary is still enormous. In particular, the records of the aliens, including the information on the powerhouses of some of these races, opened Alan's eyes. As for those battles, the strategies used by Windsor Bello were often unexpected. From these battles, it is not difficult to see that Windsor Bello is definitely not a commander who likes to play by the rules. If Guò were to study her previous strategy to counter it, it wouldn't work.

In these strategies, Alan thought he would have saved people if he were an opponent of Marshal Greedy Wolf. In the face of Windsor Bello's endless tricks, the final victory rate will not exceed 20%, which is a pitiful number.

On this day, Alan almost forgot to sleep when he looked at the notebook. While studying, in fact even he didn't know it, he was becoming the one who knew Windsor Bello best.

The next day, Windsor Bello did. The rest of Allen's days were spent in training and missions. During this time, he completed the sequence of two magic martial arts. When the Flaming Fist and the savage slaughter were in the hands of Willik and Bloy, even the unsmiling fellows of the Highlanders could not restrain an arc at the corners of their mouths. As for Willik, he went directly to the big playground to pull people to practice boxing.

As for whether anyone is willing to practice alone with Willik, who uses the Agni Fist, it is not in Allen's consideration.

A month has passed in the blink of an eye.

In May, the star of the underworld has become extremely hot. During the day, even dry ground can erupt into a small fire for no reason. This makes all sorts of scouting and stealth moves extremely careful, because if you're not careful, you're likely to scorch the torch's whiskers.

Alan was lying on the top of a high/hill slope, and his chest and even the parts of his body that were close to the ground were all hot. The heat on the surface almost made him a barbecue, and Allen ignored the discomfort he was feeling and moved a telescope to his eyes. Using a telescope, he looked at a rolling hill a few hundred meters to the left of the slope, surrounded by a dozen knife ants.

The telescope moved for a while, and when it stopped, Allen's gaze fell two hundred meters away on the south side of the hill. A burrower enters the telescope's field of view, and next to the big worm are several knife ants, which look like knife ants escorting the burrower in the direction of the hill.

They are going to build a nest.

Alan did not forget it, and during the assessment that day, he saw with his own eyes that the knife ants caught the burrowing insects and hollowed out the mountain belly as a nest, and finally used it as food for the queen ant. Also a dangerous species, the low-aggressive burrower has become a cheap tool for other dangerous species to enslave.

Putting down the binoculars, Alan retreated.

At night, a group of centaurs came to the vicinity of the ant-nest, which was only in shape. Alan gestured, and Willik and Bloy separated from each other with a magic force. Alan led Lucy, Natsu and other soldiers into the nest from the front. Immediately gunshots and explosions rang out in the silent mountains, and the light of the source power lit up from time to time. The battle soon ended, and the new ant nest consisted of only thirty or forty sword ants, all of which were wiped out by Allen's team.

During the break, Alan put a red cross on the map on the Tactical Brain/Ant Nest. There are as many as five or six red crosses like this on the map, and judging by the locations where they appear, they are all located near the Blood Eagle Heights.

"There should be an ant colony migrating this way." Lucy tossed a marching water bottle to Allen, saying, "This month alone, these big ants have nested in the neighborhood an outrageous number of times. It's not quite right. ”

Alan nodded and said, "If it's just ant colony migration, I'm afraid that there is a tribe of sword demons behind these big ants." Don't forget the wolf rider who just came here and ran into the sword demon. ”

"But since that day, there hasn't been a wolf rider. Of course, it's better not to take it lightly. Lucy sat down next to Alan.

Alan shrugged his shoulders: "It's better to leave this kind of matter to Colonel Berry to worry about, I just hope that there can be another mission." This month, I've received all the tasks of sweeping the knife ants, and now I want to doze off when I see the knife ants. ”

"Is it so boring?" Lucy laughed.

Alan smiled and didn't answer.

His wish was soon granted, and three days later, he received another assignment. The person who posted the task was Kejies, and for the task, Kejies only said "It has nothing to do with knife ants". For Allen, that's enough. R1058