Chapter 182

Forward base.

In the conference room, numerous department heads and deputies gathered.

Paro Sage sat in the chief seat, saying nothing.

The chief of staff pointed at the holographic map, explaining the newly formulated third campaign battle plan.

Originally, the frontline command did not want to end this campaign to conquer the heavens in the third campaign.

They wanted to fight one or two more campaigns, through actual combat to meld this ad-hoc mixed regiment thrown together by the academy's administration.

This is the external aspect.

To hone the regiment's deployment, coordination, and tactical proficiency through real combat.

Internally.

The frontline command, by investigating the actions of hostile forces infiltrating and paralyzing the forward base and rear camp departments, sought to eliminate unqualified members, select the excellent, and establish a sound internal management and self-correction mechanism.

Linke Grand's arrival, whether unintentional or intentional to earn merit, accelerated both the internal and external processes.

Especially the external one.

The head of the Medical Department and his two deputy heads originally gave an incorrect definition to the large-scale aberration of the fairies.

This led to the frontline command's misjudgment.

Thus, the sixth version of the third campaign battle plan drafted by the staff department still focused on training the regiment's deployment, coordination, and tactical proficiency.

After adjustments, the seventh version, which is the battle plan the chief of staff is currently introducing,

emphasizing a blitzkrieg, highlighting the regiment's high mobility, and fully utilizing overwhelming crushing firepower,

the focus being to win with speed, striking at multiple points.

One side directly assaults the fortresses where the fairy royalty stations heavy troops, annihilating their last fighting strength;

the other side, under the guidance of the special forces team, completes the 'decapitation' of the fairy court.

With lightning speed, they achieve abundant results and the total victory of the third campaign.

Taking advantage of the situation, they coerce the great nobles of the major fairy clans, willing or not, into becoming vassals.

Actively aiding the will of the wizard world's world, they 'infect' the will of the fairy world's world.

Thus the fairy world, while retaining enough of its original flavor, becomes shaped like the wizard world.

'In summary, the essence of this battle plan is: after the seven‑person special forces team finds the sleeping place of the fairy king, the entire army mobilizes for a blitz strike on the fairy royalty's various fortresses and a surprise attack on the fairy court.'

After the chief of staff finished explaining the detailed plan, he gave a summary.

'Hmm, please have a seat.'

Paro Sage gestured, then asked, 'Everyone, speak up—what do you think of this plan, any problems, can it work?'

The commander of the First Main Regiment jumped up: 'Report, the First Regiment requests to change from left‑wing flank attack to vanguard, taking the main assault.'

In the staff‑drafted battle plan, the commander of the Second Main Regiment, who was assigned as vanguard and main assault, instantly flared up.

He also shot to his feet and shouted loudly: 'Report, the Second Regiment is confident it can accomplish the main assault mission; we don't need outsiders meddling.'

The commander of the Third Main Regiment, tasked with right‑wing flank attack, kept his head down, staying silent.

So‑called mixed regiment means its sources are many and its composition complex.

The commanders of the First and Second Regiments both hail from the Storm Sea Newblood, having struggled for decades to become third‑circle wizards, serving as regiment commanders leading 300 first‑ and second‑circle wizards, yet still harbor ambitions to rise higher.

Naturally unwilling to lag behind, they yearn to achieve new merits.

This path, Paro Sage has also walked.

His guard corps is his direct lineage from when he started out, having weathered wind and rain, braved mountains of knives and seas of fire, and has followed him to this day.

The commanders of the First and Second Regiments, if they want to make it down this road, must strive boldly and contend for the lead.

The commander of the Third Regiment comes from a medium‑sized half‑blood family.

By pooling the strength of several generations of clansmen, they managed to produce two regiment commanders, and he is one of them.

How could one possibly stake the family's foundation when profits cannot be maximized, just to work for Paro Sage?

Merely not being passive and lazy in the campaign to conquer the heavens already counts as him having a bottom line, being moral.

What more could one expect?

Paro Sage didn't mind.

He appreciated the First and Second Regiment commanders' striving, and did not reject the Third Regiment commander's opportunism.

Everyone has their own way of living.

However, after concluding the conquest of the fairy world, Paro Sage will petition the academy to transfer him out of the Third Main Regiment.

Better none than excess.

'The original battle plan remains unchanged: whoever is supposed to assault assaults, whoever is supposed to flank flanks. On the battlefield, merit is decided by results. If you have the spirit and the ability, go out onto the battlefield and contend.'

'Yes.'

The war drum needs no heavy beat; Paro Sage settled the two regiment commanders' scramble for the main assault with just two simple sentences.

Afterward, Paro Sage turned to the overall rear‑camp logistics chief and asked gently, 'Can logistics ensure support without mishap?'

This question was posed lightly, without a trace of anger.

Yet the rear‑camp logistics chief broke out in a cold sweat, terrified.

He is not Paro Sage's direct lineage, and indeed has deep ties with the hostile forces.

Otherwise, those female spies akin to KGB swallows could not possibly appear throughout the rear camp and parts of the forward base as easily as going in and out of a market.

All this is because the rear‑camp logistics chief turned a blind eye, letting things slide.

He never expected these female spies to be this ruthless this time, stirring up such a huge wave that paralyzed half the rear camp and one‑third of the forward base.

At the worst, it was only one step away from delaying the sortie time of the airborne fortress in the second campaign.

One must know that the target of the airborne fortress's support is, however, the personal guard of the Paro Sage.

If this matter really caused unnecessary combat losses for the guard unit, then he would be in serious trouble.

At the critical moment, the overall person in charge of the rear base withstood pressure from the 'hostile forces' and ensured the timely deployment of the airborne fortress.

Afterward, the person in charge promptly severed ties with the 'hostile forces' and privately confessed everything to Pa Luo Xianzhe.

That is how he got the chance to sit here and continue participating in the discussion meeting of the seventh version of the operational plan for the third campaign.

He wiped the nonexistent sweat from his forehead, and the person in charge shouted loudly: 'I guarantee there will be no problems; if there is any mistake, bring my head to you.'

'Hmm.'

Pa Luo Xianzhe nodded, showing satisfaction, then turned to the logistics director of the advance base and asked, 'Do you have any problems?'

'Yes!'

The logistics director stood up to answer.

'What problem?'

Pa Luo Xianzhe immediately asked seriously.

Before the troops move, provisions must go first; this has always been the case throughout history and across the world.

In countless campaigns, logistics is of paramount importance.

The overall person in charge of the rear base ensures the gathering and transfer of supplies.

The logistics director of the advance base is responsible for the comprehensive supply of frontline units.

If the rear base encounters a slight error, it can still barely get by relying on the advance base's storage.

If the advance base's logistics runs into trouble, it will affect the entire battle situation.

Pa Luo Xianzhe cannot help but take it seriously.

'Originally we expected four to five campaigns, so the pre‑war stockpile ended up being too large.'

'If there are no further campaigns, the consumption of storing these supplies will exceed the supplies' own cost.'

'Therefore, I suggest raising the firepower output base by two points to consume these supplies; it's better than letting them mold and waste resources.'

The logistics director said this with an embarrassed expression.

Pa Luo Xianzhe, the three main regiment commanders, and the guard regiment commander, upon hearing this, really wanted to beat this guy to death.

The problem arising from feelings is not a shortage of supplies, but an excess of stored supplies.

Damn, this is called a problem?

Frontline units have always complained only about too little, never too much.

No matter how much supplies are issued, they can be used up completely.

And still be embarrassed?

This guy is definitely just trying to show off.

Pah!

'Then let's raise it by two points.'

Pa Luo Xianzhe waved his hand and agreed to the logistics director's suggestion.

Thus, the chief of staff's face turned as constipated as could be, extremely twisted and uncomfortable.

Damn it, you're sucking up to the three main regiments and the guard unit—no problem!

But don't you dare step on my head to climb up!

It makes it seem like when I, the staff department, formulated the battle plan, I wasn't detailed enough and overlooked the logistics department's storage situation, right?

Damn!

The guard regiment commander eagerly awaited Pa Luo Xianzhe's question.

What is the guard unit?

It is the personal guard that has always followed Pa Luo Xianzhe. The task is to ensure Pa Luo Xianzhe's safety (crossed out).

The task is to prevent Pa Luo Xianzhe from being disturbed by minor foes while he directs combat.

However, the guard regiment commander's mindset has not yet shifted from that of a main regiment commander.

During the first campaign, he merely watched the whole thing and found it extremely boring.

He greatly misses the days of charging forward fiercely.

During the second campaign, he kept insisting on going to the front line.

Annoyed to no end, Pa Luo Xianzhe tossed him an interception mission, which made him very happy.

In the operational plan for the third campaign, the guard unit serves as the general reserve and will not move unless at the most critical moment.

Looking at the combat power displayed by the fairy world in the previous two campaigns,

the general reserve does not move!

Therefore, the guard regiment commander hopes Pa Luo Xianzhe will assign him another task.

Unfortunately, that came to nothing; he was simply ignored.

Pa Luo Xianzhe skipped over the guard regiment commander, looked at another level‑three wizard in the intelligence department, and asked, 'No problem, right?'

The other party gave a brief reply: 'No problem.'

Thus, there is nothing left to adjust in the seventh version of the operational plan for the third campaign.

'Action.'

Pa Luo Xianzhe rose to his feet, swift and decisive.

'Yes.'

All department heads and their deputies immediately stood up and voiced their agreement loudly.

The crowd filed out of the meeting room, each going to carry out the operational plan.

Not long after, the advance base became noisy.

The Logistics Department took the lead in action.

Load carriers warmed up one after another, equipment started up one after another, supplies were transported in batches.

The three main regiments quickly completed assembly, each boarding the logistics-prepared airborne fortresses loaded with 'ammunition'.

A rumbling sound rose.

The earth shook and mountains trembled.

Three airborne fortresses rose from the ground, multiple powerful engines spraying blazing tail flames downward, quickly ascending from the ground to high altitude.

The airborne fortresses were huge in size, blocking out the sky and covering the sun.

The cold, hard black coating exuded a strong killing intent.

The powerful engines shifted direction, changing from vertical to horizontal.

Three booms.

Like the airborne mother ship in the Avengers, the airborne fortresses, hovering in high altitude, directly entered high-speed flight and flew toward their respective battlefields.

Under the entourage of the Personal Guard Regiment, Pa Luo Sage boarded an airborne fortress with an updated model, greater firepower, and more advanced functions, trailing slightly behind at a slower speed.

This airborne fortress was the wartime command headquarters of the third campaign.

The Staff Department, Liaison Department, Intelligence Department, and other functional departments all gathered in the fortress's comprehensive command hall, busy nonstop.

In the Elf King's forest.

The special forces team had just made contact with three squads dispatched by different elf nobles.

Pleasant surprises always come unexpectedly.

One of those squads actually brought two very important pieces of news.

One is the sleeping place of the Elf King; the other is the site where volunteer civilian elves accept experimentation.

The only problem is that these two places are far apart.

Even if the special forces team fears no exposure, taking out transport vehicles and traveling at the fastest speed would still take over two 'hours'.

And the special forces team's time is no longer sufficient.

Only Captain Boss Ou Tisi and the false Intelligence Department head A Sang De learned of the news that the third campaign would be launched early.

According to the battle plan, the second regiment's frontal assault and the first and third regiments' flank attacks on both wings were, in the initial stage, considered feints, intended to cover the special forces team's actions.

If the special forces team's rear‑enemy operation fails, only then will the frontline battlefield increase its attack strength, turning the feint into a main assault on the spot.

Regardless of causing greater 'losses', directly plow over the Elf King's clan.

Um……

Less harvest means loss.

This algorithm is flawless.

The flight speed of the airborne fortress is considerably slower than that of the transport aircraft used to air‑drop the special forces team behind enemy lines.

Even so, the time left for the special forces team is not much.

No matter how you calculate it, there is less than two 'hours' of buffer time.

And less than one 'hour' of operational time.

After all, it was the two messages sent back by Boss Ou Tisi from the forward base that took effect.

The news that the Elf King, while fleeing, didn't even bother to pick up his severed arm that had fallen off confirms the intelligence that upon returning to the Elf King's court he falls into sleep to recover.

Based on the blood test results of the Elf King's severed arm, the speculation arose that the Elf King likely underwent biochemical modification and enhancement on himself before the second campaign,

This prompted Pa Luo Sage, who had always been on guard against the elf world's world will, to decide to launch the third campaign early.

With the favor of the wizard world's world will, the elf world's world will wants to kill or expel Pa Luo Sage, but only has one chance.

Given the Elf King's initial injuries, Pa Luo Sage does not believe he can recover on his own.

So‑called sleeping to recover—unless the elf world's world will intervenes, it is absolutely impossible to succeed.

And if the elf world's world will does intervene, it cannot merely heal the Elf King's injuries.

It will definitely make up for the Elf King's biochemical modifications and enhancements that boost his elf‑talent abilities.

If delayed, the Pa Luo Wizard is extremely likely to face a fully powered level‑5 Elf King.

Even with the wizard world's world will and legion assisting, Pa Luo Sage fears no level‑5 Elf King, nor does he want to turn an easy task into a more difficult one.

These are Pa Luo Sage's considerations.

Placed before Boss Ou Tisi, the dilemma he must consider is whether to assault the 'Biochemical Factory' or to scout the 'Sleeping Holy Land'.

Choose one.

Or be bold and take both.

Boss Ou Tisi is steady‑tempered; becoming a third‑rank wizard was also a step‑by‑step, steady promotion.

So, he chose to take both!

"Depart, full speed ahead, target: 'Biochemical Factory', mission: destroy."

Ou Tisi made the decision and immediately issued the order.

The special forces team instantly revealed a completely different appearance from their previous covert advance.

Four fully armed off‑road vehicles shifted from miniaturized back to normal size.

Lin Ke sat on the third off‑road vehicle, flanked by A Sang De and Ye Mao Bei Di.

"woohoo!"

Luo Ken alone took the lead off‑road vehicle, let out a strange yell, and shot forward at high speed.

The twins Ang Ke Si and Ma Ke sat in the second off‑road vehicle, ready to output strong firepower at any time.

If the magical implement does not fail, use it first.

If the magical implement fails, switch to magical arts.

Otis the big shot, as always, brings up the rear.

The off-road vehicle convoy speeds wildly through the Fairy King Forest, kicking up a tornado made of fallen leaves, sand, and broken branches.

The aura is as arrogant as it gets.

Royal Court, Royal Palace.

Through the mirror-like "Suppressing Artifact", one vaguely sees the external enemies of the three fairy troops.

The Third Prince was already very angry.

Seeing such an arrogant scene again, he almost lost his reason from anger.

He took a few deep breaths, calmed his emotions, then pushed his wheelchair to a secret chamber that only he could enter.

This secret chamber, not even the Fairy King has entered it.

The Third Prince stopped before the altar at the center of the secret chamber.

He remained silent and hesitant.

(Chapter ends)