In the vast ocean, warships roared endlessly, the sky was dim and filled with endless smoke. The title of marquis and generals rose from the numerous corpses, and the country's advisers used all their internal organs and heart and liver blood.

The Northern Ai Alliance suddenly invested more than two million troops, and the entire Texas Strait was crowded with people, roaring heavy weapons everywhere, and bloody soldiers coming and going everywhere.

"Why is the fighting spirit of the North Ai Alliance suddenly soaring?"

In the Asian League Coastal War Zone, in the General Staff Headquarters, the young man Han Ce had not closed his eyes for three consecutive days and nights. His eyes were covered with blood, and he was still standing in front of the virtual sand table.

The first sea route that was originally planned to successfully conquer in one hour, but it has been three days and three nights since the beginning, but it has not been conquered yet!!

The army charges again and again with warships, and every time they fight bloody battles to the enemy's high walls of defense, it will be difficult to move forward, and the fire of war will roar and cannot be conquered.

In the end, the gods and demons of Jiuzhou who participated in the First Sea Route Campaign had turned into four divine beasts and all members of the battle, but they were still stubbornly carried down by Bei Ai.

The young man Han Ce's mind was a little confused. The high-intensity staff officer for three consecutive days had already put him on the verge of physical collapse.

But the more he reached the brink of collapse, the more he would think of the godly man said to him: "Play your heart's content, I am your solid backing!"

Every time he thinks of Lu Yu's slightly smiling face, the young Han Ce will stand up again and continue to work as if he is injected with blood.

"Shen Lu, I will not let you down, I will never let you down..."

Until now, this genius young staff officer still stared at the virtual sand table with red eyes while murmuring these words.

Lu Yu's support made him almost crazy.

It is said that if you don’t have a madman, you won’t survive. How many god-like figures come from madman, but there are also many geniuses who fall into madman.

"Deputy Chief of Staff, rest, stop waiting, you haven't closed your eyes for three days and three nights!"

The old staff around them couldn't stand it. They surrounded the young Han Ce and looked at him worriedly. From the initial contempt and distrust, to the day when Han Ce was still commanding a million troops to fight. This ability and perseverance made them, the old men, never regard Han Ce as a young boy again.

This young deputy chief of staff is definitely a genius that is rare in a century, and has innocent beliefs and unyielding beliefs. It deserves their respect, support and love.

However, the young man Han Ce shook his arm, his eyes flushed and said, "Lu Shen handed me the burden, how could I let him down? Now that the two sides have fought so hard, every second is a battle between tens of thousands of troops. How can I... how can I... fall down at this critical moment?"

When the young man Han Ce spoke at the end, his eyes were dazed.

His thin body shook violently like a willow paper note in the cold wind, but he was soon forced to stabilize it.

"Deputy Chief of Staff, Han Ce!" The old staff officer beside him was shocked and hurriedly supported him, and said angrily: "Stop, you can't do it anymore. We are here, you can rest!"

The young man Han Ce was still struggling, and his eyes were still stubbornly looking at the virtual sand table, as if the millions of troops on the virtual sand table were his lifeblood. He dared not let go, and could not let go.

"Han Ce, you are crazy! Stop stubborn!"

"Come! Come! Send the Deputy Chief of Staff to rest!"

"Hurry up and get the logistics department to prepare, the deputy chief of staff needs a rest!"

A group of old staff members forced the young Han Ce to lift him up. In order to prevent him from being injured due to struggle, they were basically two people with one arm and three people with one leg. There was no blind spot and all-round suppression.

"Let me go! I can't leave! Lu Shen is still watching me. If I don't leave, you can let me go!" The young Han Ce struggled desperately, like a New Year pig who was struggling desperately to slaughter.

In the command room, the young man Han Ce's thin body, although on the verge of physical collapse, made a huge sound that was pressing against the crowds of the audience.

It's like a little white rabbit, but it makes a tiger's roar.

"You let me go, now it's the most critical moment!"

"I can feel that the other party's commander has been fighting with me for three days and three nights. The opposite commander has been there all the time, and he has been there all the time!"

"If I leave now, he will have no opponent. We will definitely fail. I can't leave. Now it depends on who can stand it better!"

The young man Han Ce roared, he was held in the air by seven or eight old advisers, and the strength in his body passed away almost due to struggle.

Finally, he looked at the gray ceiling and two lines of crystal clear flowed out of the corners of his eyes.

He is afraid of failure?

No, he just was unwilling to fail.

It was clearly the critical moment of the fierce battle, maybe he could survive the enemy commander on the other side who had been fighting against him.

That is also a terrifying figure who can understand every military operation and give the most appropriate counterattack.

This is also the fundamental reason why both sides can fight for three days and three nights on the First Sea Route, but still have no choice in their victory or defeat.

There is also a commander on the opposite side, who is a genius!

The young man Han Ce was powerless. He felt very cold and exhausted, as if he would fall asleep completely as soon as he closed his eyes.

For three days and three nights, he only drank two bottles of water, a compressed biscuit, and a tube of high-concentration nutrients. His body and mental health were on the verge of collapse.

But he was unwilling to give up. Even though he was exhausted, Lu Yu's mind was extremely clear. He seemed to see Lu Yu's disappointed look at him.

That look hurts even more than ten thousand steel knives stabbing on the body.

"No...no..." the young man Han Ce murmured.

Suddenly, he felt the old staff members who were carrying him stop, and he vaguely heard the word "Lu Shen".

He wanted to open his eyes, but found that he was so tired that he couldn't even lift his eyelids. He wanted to speak, but found that his voice was extremely hoarse when he heard it.

But the young man Han Ce still struggled to open his eyes and open his mouth.

The next moment, he felt a warm palm resting on his face, slowly closing his eyelids that he was struggling to lift.

This time, he did not resist for no reason.

Then he heard a familiar gentle voice.

"Han Ce, you are already very tired, you have done a good job, great."

"I said that I am your solid backing, and I will take care of you if there is anything."

"Now you go and rest, I will take over here."

"Don't make trouble, rest well, you are the country's counselor in the future."

When the boy Han Ce heard these words, his eyes were moist. Then he felt a long-lost relaxation, and his spirit entered the sea like a fish, and he instantly fell asleep.

This time, he felt relieved and fell asleep.

In the staff headquarters, Lu Yu looked at Han Ce deeply, then waved his hand and asked the old staff to send him to rest: "I'll take over here. It's been three days and three nights. Han Ce has reached the limit and send him rest."

After Han Ce left, Lu Yu stepped forward to the virtual sand table, looked at the large number of troops fighting on it, and narrowed his eyes slightly.

At this time, the horse spear walked in, and the red hair was still tied with a black rope. "Lu Yu, I have found out that the one who has been fighting against Han Ce for the past three days is Lieutenant General Max, Bei Ai!"

"In addition, the leader of the enemy special forces regiment who killed several of our special forces regiments is Mitheus!"

"This is the details. My spy has found out all the eight generations of their ancestors!"
Chapter completed!