A hundred miles away from the town, Mond has arrived at the 18th Division headquarters. At this time, he is no longer the image of a sloppy old man, but a vigorous American major general in military uniform.
Because Mond joined the General Staff, his military rank was forcibly promoted one level, and he was appointed Chief of Staff of the 18th Division, responsible for commanding soldiers in combat.
Mond is so old now, it’s not too much for him to be a major general.
Soldiers can be seen everywhere in the 18th Division’s base. All soldiers are at their combat posts and the entire base is under martial law. Just standing here gives Mond a feeling that a storm is about to come.
Mond slowly stepped down from the attack helicopter. Before he could even take in the new base, an officer hurried up to him, saluted, and said, "Your Excellency Chief of Staff, the division commander is waiting for you in the conference room."
"Okay, I understand."
Now that he has returned to the army, Mond must of course follow the army's orders and obey the orders of his superiors.
Mond followed the officer all the way to the conference room. The security outside the conference room was tight. The soldiers were fully armed. The guns in their hands were clearly engraved with various runes that enhanced their strength. The barrels seemed to be gathering extremely huge amounts of energy.
Mond's expression froze. Under the gaze of a group of extraordinary soldiers, he was allowed to enter the conference room only after showing his officer ID.
The moment he stepped into the conference room, a white man with an ordinary appearance, about thirty years old, suddenly appeared in front of Mond and said to him, "General Mond, you've come at the right time. We are in the process of deploying our defenses. Do you think we have any omissions?"
This sudden flash gave Mond a fright, but he quickly returned to normal.
Because he knew the man in front of him.
The second batch of magicians who graduated from the Kanjindal School of Magic was a European magician named Beshim Kunich, who was hired by the United States at a high price as the division commander.
"General Beshim."
Mond nodded to Beshim, indicating his position as the chief military commander, and then began to observe the defensive line Beshim had set up. He asked, "What is our current military objective, and where is the enemy?"
"The hypothetical enemy is the 80th Division, currently moving slowly towards us. They don't seem to have any intention of engaging us, but are merely applying pressure."
The officer next to Beshim explained, "Currently, our army has been ordered to station troops here to confront the 80th Division."
After that, the officer sighed helplessly and continued, "Mr. President asked us to avoid conflict with the other side as much as possible and maintain our strength as much as possible."
"Um."
Mond could understand the president's idea. After all, the army was still under the government. The conflicts within the Church of Eternal Night should be resolved by themselves, and the army should not be involved.
But there was no way. Due to the pressure from the Eternal Night Church from both the North and the South, and the fact that most of the high-ranking officers in the Extraordinary Army came from the Eternal Night Church, the Extraordinary Forces had no choice but to get involved.
The only thing the president can do now is to order regular troops and national guards in various places to garrison local cities and ignore the fight of the Church of Eternal Night.
After all, the Church of Eternal Night is also a church of righteous God. They should not commit a massacre if they have any dignity.
Thinking of this, Mond coughed lightly, came to his senses, and began to mobilize the troops: "I suggest that the front line advance twenty miles and occupy the advantageous terrain. This is a river. Since the main purpose is deterrence, I suggest placing the artillery camp here..."
After all, Mond was an old man who had experienced many ups and downs and knew what to do. He kept saying "I suggest" and "You decide", which made Beshim feel like he was making his own plans.
However, he was from the Kanjindal School of Magic after all, and although he was very helpful, Beshim knew that all the plans were made by Mond, and he only had a superficial understanding of them. He immediately said, "General Mond, the battlefield is left to you. I plan to lead my personal troops to the location and talk to the night watchman of the 80th Division. What do you think?"
Mond looked at where General Beshim was pointing, slightly surprised.
That was the town where he lived before.
After hesitating for a moment, Mond could only say, "Of course, but I hope the general can evacuate the people before negotiating."
Once the negotiations break down, the battle between high-level transcendents will be enough to destroy the town. After all, Mond has lived there for five years and still wants to make some contribution to his neighbors.
"It's natural."
Beshim nodded and replied to Mond with a smile, "The knowledge I learned in school does not allow me to harm innocent people, so please rest assured."
After hearing this, Mond breathed a sigh of relief and felt a little reassured: since there was no problem on Beshim's side, the Night Watchmen of the Church of Eternal Night would naturally not harm innocent people on a large scale.
The United States is full of Eternal Night believers, and large-scale harm to innocent people is also damaging to their faith. Mond believes that even if there is a civil war, the Eternal Night Church will not do such a stupid thing.
After giving a few brief instructions to the other officers, Beshim left the camp, handing over the entire 18th Division to Mond with confidence, which actually doubled Mond's pressure.
"Major General Beshim is quite confident in me."
Mond was a little confused about Beshim's hands-off behavior. No matter how brilliant his resume was, he was just an old man who had been out of the army for five years.
In the extraordinary era, everything is changing with each passing day. He has not been in the army for five years and knows nothing about the new equipment and tactics of the extraordinary army. Is it really okay to just leave it to him with confidence?
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