Chapter 651: Not dead

"There are people here! There are people alive here! Come and help! Come here!" A soldier digging the ruins knelt on the ground and shouted loudly. The nearby soldiers dropped the broken bricks in their hands and ran towards them. His kneeling position.

Several people worked together to lift a slate, and then they saw the old general Medias whose face was full of mud mixed with blood and ashes.

"Oh my God! General, you're okay... This is really great!" Seeing that Medias could stand up on his own, the officer in the lead was excited and saw that he was about to fly.

"What are you talking about, my ears are buzzing now, I can't hear you at all." Mideas waved his hand, squinted and shouted to the officer who came forward to help him: "I want to wash my face! If I can If so, I want to change to another dress."

Instead of welcoming those who came to help, he bowed his head and muttered something other people could not hear clearly: "Where is my saber? Damn it, did I lose it?"

Soon there were medical soldiers coming up to help him clean the wounds on his body. Then these skilled medical soldiers discovered a fact that made them breathe.

Medias was not injured, he had no fractures or wounds like wounds on his body, and his health condition was very good.

"The blood on your face is mainly from the abrasions on your forehead... The wound here is a bit deep, at least three stitches are required." Si, said lightly.

He had rescued a group of wounded people before, but those wounded were all sent from the parking lot. They were hit by a demon missile and lost a lot of equipment. The casualties are indeed not high.

Some of those people had their entire thighs sawn off, and others had several broken ribs. The doctor had been rescuing before he came, and he didn't come here until all the wounded in Ailan Hill were properly placed.

"Don't go around me...I'm fine." Mideas, who had returned to normal speech, no longer buzzed in his ears.

Ailan Hill's luck seemed to be rotten to the extreme in that moment, and it began to gradually return to the Ailan Hill Empire side.

Medias survived a catastrophe, and he only suffered some skin injuries, and his command team did not suffer as badly as imagined.

Most of them were crushed under the stone slabs, but because of the short construction period, the barracks built with these stone slabs have very low defense and low prices. The most important thing is that they will not kill the people in the room after they collapse. .

Lightweight materials have saved most people's lives. The lieutenant of Medias had a broken arm, and some other generals were just broken bones, bleeding and bleeding.

Those commanders, as well as some non-commissioned officers, school officers and the like, were successively rescued from the rubble.

Not everyone had such good luck. In the end, a major general and two lieutenant colonels were killed in this command post. Counting the dead guards, this demon missile completed the massacre of 7 Ailan Hill guards in an instant.

"Where is the enemy?" Looking at the damaged computers that were sorted out next to the ruins, and the technical equipment that had been completely scrapped, Medias worriedly asked the person standing in front of him who was responsible for digging the scene. officer.

Data terminals, including dozens of computers, and many important command equipment, were destroyed in this catastrophe. The actual value of these equipment alone is as high as several "100 million"!

"General! What you need most now is a good rest." Officer Ailan Hill, who is in charge of the excavation work, asked with a serious expression: "Please cooperate with the doctor's instructions and actively treat..."

"I'm fine." Interrupting him, Midas waved his hand, indicating that there is nothing wrong with him now, and then continued to ask for the second time: "Where is the enemy's position? Our troops? What happened to the counterattack?"

"The enemy is close to the beach. The message passed a few minutes ago, let us continue to search for you..." The officer in the lead replied immediately with his chin held high.

"Arrange the jeep! I'm going to the royal command car..." Medeas knew that Princess Vivienne's command ability was actually very ordinary. He must get back his command as soon as possible, so as to take over those more effectively. Fighting troops.

"Call your Royal Highness and report on our situation...Tell her that everything is fine, nothing happened!" The old general said as he stood up and moved around. Then he walked to the huge crater, watching with interest the fragment of the demon missile that almost killed him.

The missile exploded very thoroughly, and only a few fragments of the shell were scattered nearby. The big crater on the ground was shocking, and I knew at a glance that the power of the explosion just now was not small.

...

Inside the royal command car, Vivian grabbed the phone in front of him and heard the report inside. In the next second, she widened her beautiful eyes, with a smile on her face: "Really? That's great."

She hung up the phone, then looked at Queen Andrea next to her, and said: "The news that I just got, General Medias was not killed, he is on his way here."

"Just injured?" the queen asked a little uncertain.

"Yes, it's just a minor injury. He doesn't even need to rest, and he is ready to come here to take over our command." Vivian let out a sigh of relief.

She is not very good at directing this kind of thing. What she prefers to do is to fly out by herself and fight against the demon force for 300 rounds...

However, as her status becomes more and more special, she has no way to enjoy this kind of battle. If the Royal Concubine of Ailan Hill is allowed to fight on the front line, then the general responsible for directing the battle will probably be ashamed to death.

Queen Andrea, who was standing next to Vivienne, heard that someone was coming to **** her "right of staff" that she had finally obtained, and her mood suddenly turned gloomy. She still wanted to stand here, and after a wave of hers, she disappeared. Feels like it!

As a result, she hadn't realized that feeling, and her power was taken away by someone who survived a catastrophe... So she could only give up her position in an anguish, with an expression of unwillingness written on her face.

Vivian was in a good mood, and in turn comforted Her Majesty: "Are you worried about our line of defense? Don't worry, nothing will happen. General Medias will be here soon, we don't need to intervene in command!"

"That's what I care about! I still thought about it!" Andrea yelled in her heart...