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    "It's such a difficult collar. I hate clothes like this." Richardson loosened his collar and shook his head awkwardly, walked over to Albert, and looked at the march route and response plan solemnly.

    "It's not until today that I understand why Felicien is a handsome man while many other generals can only be called generals." Richardson sighed.

    "What?" Albert looked up at Richardson in confusion.

    "As a general, you have to take orders and lead the army to fight, but as a commander, you have to issue orders, choose strategies and make decisions. It's difficult"

    "Huh, speaking with a sullen face really doesn't suit me." McGee scratched his head and played a hometown tune as he walked to Hart's side, his eyes looking like crescent moons at the ambush location and special measures.

    "It's not until today that I understand why Locke is the God of War while many other generals are just generals." McGee smiled even brighter.

    Hart frowned.

    "Locke has a perfect plan. He has everything under his control, including tactics, strategy, and political influence. Others are just pawns, like gods"

    "Legion Commander! It's not good, it's not good!!" The guard burst into Mike's command room with an anxious look on his face.

    "Huh?" Locke motioned for him to speak slowly.

    "Your Excellency Richardson and Mr. Albert gathered their legions and started to march!!"

    "What!!" Mike jumped up from his chair at that time.

    "Pay attention to your image, you are the commander of the army" Locke frowned dissatisfied.

    "Fuck, what kind of image do you need at this time?" Mike Hu roared and turned to the guard, "When did he start the army?"

    "Two hours ago."

    "You fucking idiots, it took us two hours to let us know. Now the initiative is all in the hands of others!"

    "It's useless for you to yell at him. Now we should focus on why Richardson led the army out." Locke shook the wine glass that never left his hand.

    "Who am I going to ask when Cao Mo is gone? Fucking bullshit, fuck, if you had called me before they left the port, I would have been able to choke them with just one brigade."

    "It's not you who should be anxious now, but me, right? Your sense of role is too strong." Locke teased the frustrated Mike with an elegant smile.

    "What do you think we should do? This is obviously a Felicius II." Mike turned to the guard and asked: "What kind of weapons did they carry when they started the army?"

    "According to eyewitness testimony, the exteriors of Lord Richardson's legion battleships are all painted in the style of Solas Logistics Company, and the weapons they carry also meet the specifications of the Commercial Guard."

    "?!"

    "Haha, it's interesting. This little guy Richardson has such a big appetite." Locke looked at the confused Mike and laughed.

    "What? It would be too shabby to usher in an era with such a weapon. What is this guy's intention?"

    "The little guy Richardson still underestimates the battlefield. Who can be deceived by such a trick that a discerning person can see through at a glance? Even if it attracts Hart to successfully fight with such equipment, the chance of winning is not high. And he  The quality of the legion¡¯s soldiers is not high, and the issue of morale will be the first difficulty he faces.¡±

    "you mean?"

    "That's right, Richardson, I don't think he is a person stupid enough to leave such a big loophole for others. He has a backup plan. He is attracting Hart to play!"

    "What if" Mike's eyes lit up.

    "No ifs!" Locke stood up and gave a rare low shout, "Don't forget the current political environment. If you send troops without orders, your Poseidon Legion will not have your surname! Only the head of state can keep an eye on you at all times.  I have the military power in your hands!"

    Mike laughed awkwardly.

    He still underestimates me.  .  .  .  .  You won't always be a military god.  Locke.  .  .  .

    "The traveling route is in normal condition. No information has been received from the Federation since departure from the airport. The space garbage in front has been cleaned up. All systems are running well. The combatants are already on standby in the mecha." The report was listened to on the bridge.  Albert tapped his forehead. "The combat plan is ready to enter the first phase after the jump is completed. All combatants should pay attention to their assigned tasks and do not make any unplanned plans. We do not need heroes in this war, but  It¡¯s victory.¡±

    "Yes! Your Excellency"

    "We will enter the ambush site in half an hour. The overall situation in the area is stable. All personnel are ready to attack at any time. All combat weapons have been inspected and everything is normal." McGee in the bridge smiled and ordered: "The combat plan is based on the enemy's jump from  After clicking it?Starts in fifteen minutes.  All participants in the war only need to listen to my orders. I hope you can use your best fighting power. Those who survive are heroes!  "

    "Yes, sir!"

    "The energy is running well. The jump target point is locked. The energy is increasing at ten percent, thirty-five, fifty, sixty-four, and ninety. It has reached a stable state and can perform jumping actions."

    "Help me install this." Richardson took out a small device such as a receiver and handed it to Hubbert and pointed to his neck.

    "What is this? A neck brace? Is there something wrong with your neck?" Albert asked in confusion.

    "It's just an information receiving device. Although its energy cannot be sustained for too long, there is no problem at all for a local, medium-sized and fierce battle."

    "Youthis is cheating" Albert looked contemptuous.

    "Your plan is also cheating" Richardson stared back at Albert with an even more contemptuous expression.  .  .  .  .  .  .  .

    "Attention all units, the ship is about to start a short-range jump. Please enter the safety facility in time. Repeat"

    "The energy detection facilities have been deployed and are operating normally. The control area is four thousand square kilometers. All supernatural energies can now provide accurate locations."

    "Why did you hand over the command to me without any guilt? Aren't you afraid that I am an undercover agent sent by the federation?"

    Hart jumped up from his seat and passed by McGee, leaving behind a sentence.

    "You have proven your worth, and I can break your neck at any time"

    "Are you threatening?"

    "It's motivation"

    On the outskirts of Mercury, a waste product born out of the artificial experiment to create a human outer space planet transformation plan, due to the gravity of the planet, formed an unevenly distributed circle surrounding the entire planet. Here will welcome Hart, McGee and Richard.  Desen, the first real showdown between the four Alberts, in the history of the Federation.  Richardson and Albert, two brilliant men, commanded the unstoppable federal army to destroy a large number of living forces that transformed humans with overwhelming force.  But only the parties involved know what really happened.  .  .  .

    The first duel begins!

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