Putting his head aside, Qu Shaochen didn't go to see Shangguan Zai.

He wanted to use it, too! But he couldn't accept General Yan's conditions.

At this time, Zeng Qi took a step forward. Everyone's mood was low. If there was no backbone to stabilize the morale of his men, the morale would suffer a serious blow.

It is almost nonsense to expect Qu Shaochen's thousands of men to guard the city at the risk of their lives!

Zeng Qi looked at Shangguan Zai and reminded him, "The enemy is already at the gates of the city. Let's be practical. Wagging and praying are useless."

Upon hearing this, Shangguan Zai said bluntly, "Right now, all my information about the enemy is vague. I need to know who is strong and who is weak in all directions, how their firepower is distributed, and how fast they are marching."

After he finished speaking, Shangguan Zai stared at the young man in a daze, the subtext of which was, "Although I am the God of War, you still have to give me information!"

If I go out and kill indiscriminately, even if I fight one against a hundred, I will still die.

At this time, Zhou Bo was receiving frequent calls. He had deployed a large number of intelligence agents flying drones on the periphery, and he would receive text messages in time if there were any abnormalities.

Answering the phone means it is an extremely urgent matter.

After Zhou Bo hung up the phone, his face looked as gloomy as if it was going to rain.

The boy turned to look at the weekly report: "Is your intelligence network having trouble?"

Zhou Bao nodded and said depressedly, "My spies said that they found white people among the attacking forces. They used electromagnetic pulse guns and laser cannons to repeatedly shoot down reconnaissance drones. The drones were not even capable of penetrating one kilometer of the enemy."

White people?

Everyone suddenly realized that there was the shadow of the United Empire behind General Yan, and now it seemed to have appeared.

Electromagnetic pulse gun? Laser cannon?

It is indeed a technology that the Empire can use!

The boy looked around at everyone and saw that they were in a low mood. He knew he needed to say something.

The young man patted Zhou Bao's shoulder and said soothingly, "Have your scouts observe from as far away as possible and figure out the enemy's marching speed. The electromagnetic pulse gun has a limited range. Have the operators be more flexible and manipulate the flight trajectory. The laser cannon calculates the flight trajectory before firing, so it can only hit a fixed trajectory."

"Understood! I'll arrange it right away." Zhou Bao quickly took out his cell phone and gave the order.

"Informer! Let your spies compare the strength of the four sides. We will attack the weak ones first." The young man reminded again.

Turning his gaze to Qu Shaochen, Zeng Qi asked, "How many homemade rockets have you developed?"

"We've been working on it day and night, and we've made almost 3,000 pieces." Qu Shaochen replied.

"Xiao Qi, can we use the chemical weapon dichlorodihexyl sulfide to stop the enemy?" a weak voice asked.

Dichloro...what is that?

Everyone didn't understand, so they looked at the beautiful woman next to the young man. They had rarely seen her speak since she came.

The corners of her mouth twitched violently, and only those who knew the matter knew what the beautiful woman had just said.

Dichlorodihexyl sulfide has a nickname in the underworld.

The king of poisons, mustard gas.