Chapter 215 Volunteer: Will he still wear yellow when he sits on the throne?
White feather routine inspection.
The terns that were chirping just now now put on their flight goggles and saluted meticulously.
Bai Ling stood still, took a quick look, and said, "Scout commander, step out."
"arrive!"
"Report on the enemy situation survey."
"Report to the commander! Our team has flown for a total of 3 hours today, with a reconnaissance radius of about 600 kilometers. However, due to heavy clouds and rain, visibility in the air is low, and we were unable to accurately detect the enemy's position under the sea..."
The reconnaissance commander's face flushed red as he spoke, and he didn't dare to breathe even a little. The other terns also glanced secretly, fearing that their team would be punished for failing the mission.
But Bai Ling's face showed no joy or anger. He just told them to go and rest in a cold voice as usual.
He ordered: "If there are signs that the storm will stop, you must set out immediately. You must conserve your energy and be ready at any time."
The terns held their chests high, answered loudly "Yes, Commander!", and then ran away in a group with small steps.
He ran very fast, as if he was afraid that Bai Ling would withdraw the order.
Bai Ling glanced at their backs and said nothing. Failure of military missions is common, and it is not only due to the soldiers' skills, but also the factors such as equipment, weather, and the relative strength of the enemy forces.
He can't just not allow people to lose the battle just because he pays them wages.
But bad weather is a real hassle. It seems that no matter in his past life or this life, as long as he comes to this halfway star, his luck is extremely bad.
This time we actually ran right into a seasonal storm.
Meteorologists predict that these dark clouds and dangerous lightning that obstruct vision will last for up to a month, providing great assistance to enemy forces hiding deep under the sea.
Because the color of the sea water will be affected by the sky to a certain extent. The more dark clouds there are, the darker the light will be. The dark sky will be projected onto the sea surface and will become dark waves.
Even if enemy ships swam darkly on the seabed directly below them, they could not catch their shadows.
This is very dangerous.
Of course, high-energy Y-wave radar can also be used in this case.
However, lightning flashing in the clouds will undoubtedly affect the device's transmission band and cause misjudgment.
The best way is to send scouts down, risking their lives flying close to the sea and collecting intelligence using radar detectors they carry with them.
But this mission obviously failed.
Bai Ling's battle plan was almost at a standstill.
Faced with these insurmountable dark clouds, a forced breakthrough would only damage the army and result in unnecessary sacrifices. Besides, he would never do such a thing as giving heads to the enemy.
While he was thinking, Yu Chen whispered to him, "That child seems to want to come over and talk to you."
Bai Ling looked up and saw the toothless little raptor standing neatly in the distance, smiling shyly at him.
"It's the one I told you about before." Bai Ling said.
Yu Chen understood what he meant.
He was wearing a summery beige wool, linen and silk prince check suit jacket with a light straw-colored pocket square in his chest pocket. I thought the scarf was only used for decoration, but he pulled the scarf and pulled out a thin piece of...
It's not a business card, it's a foldable bite stopper made of light alloy.
Bai Ling glanced and gritted his teeth silently.
This naughty thing, wearing a muzzle depends on its identity and outfit! When he was working as a postman, he wore a thick black steel muzzle like a mastiff; when he was showing his elegant face as Mr. D, he used a light alloy with a light polished color.
Will he still wear a golden muzzle when he sits on the throne?
Bai Ling couldn't help but imagine the scene.
I kind of want to see it.
Few people know that Yu Hong and Commander Bai have an agreement - he has special permission to say thank you to Commander Bai every day.
Sometimes when Commander Bai was not there, he would go on time, stand at the office door, mutter a few words, and then leave. It seemed as if that was his only remaining spiritual support.
Yuhong was lucky today. Not only did she meet Commander Bai, she also saw Mr. D.
Bai Ling called him over and asked him a few questions gently, asking if he slept well and if he had gained a little weight recently. Finally, he pulled Mr. D, who was smiling, and joked:
"You've finally found the right person today. If you need anything, just tell Old D and he'll pay for it."
As he said this, Bai Ling grabbed Mr. D's arm, as if he was clamping an alpha. Mr. D was very cooperative. He wore a cage-like bite guard on his face but looked calm, not at all unhappy about the implicit hierarchy.
After all that happened, Yuhong's nerves were more sensitive than those of ordinary omegas.
He glanced up nervously.
This alpha had a very strong aura and seemed even more unfathomable than any of the marine nobles he had met.
But Commander Bai was holding him back.
It shouldn't bite.
Thinking of this, Yu Hong relaxed her body slightly, shook her head slightly and said, "Everything is fine, Commander, thank you for your concern."
Bai Ling nodded, rubbed his polka-dot red feathers, and planned to go to the next point.
But at this time, Yu Hong called him, "Commander Bai——"
Bai Ling stood still and said, "You say."
"Can I..." The little raptor hesitated and finally said, "Can I ask if the D-day for our attack has been decided?"
D-day is a general military term referring to the day on which the General Staff decides to launch an operation. Since the combat day is a military secret, usually during training, only "D-Day" is used to refer to a specific day.
Yuhong knew that asking about this matter was extremely beyond the line. If he had been in the army before, he would definitely have been severely reprimanded by his superiors, who would have accused him of having memorized military regulations by heart.
But Yuhong really wanted to know.
Because under the clouds and in the sea there are enemies who can knock out his teeth. Every day he felt like a file was grinding on his chest and bleeding. He would never heal unless he killed them with his own hands.
No matter how many psychologists you see or how many friends you make, it’s useless.
Bai Ling understood his impatience, after all, he had also been through that stage. However, now, even he can only give an ambiguous answer:
"When the clouds disperse, it will be D-Day."
After they left, the blue magpie that was hiding behind the glass wall in the distance ran out.
"Wow, they are worthy of being the top O and top A of the empire. I feel my calves are weak even when standing so far away." Lan Que's face was full of excitement, and he wiped the sweat from his forehead with lingering fear.
As he was speaking, he saw the little bird of prey beside him in a trance.
"Hey, what are you thinking about?"
Yu Hong came back to his senses and asked a strange question hesitantly: "Blue Bird, can you perform magic?"
"Ritual?" Lan Que was stunned.
Raging winds and rain can knock over bird nests, so in bird culture, there are always rituals to pray for sunny days.
The air on the covered bridge was cold, and the light from the stars could not penetrate the clouds, leaving only slightly lighter spots on the clouds.
The two little birds climbed onto the scaffolding and watched the hatch of the fortress below open.
After a roar like the flapping of wings, the mechas quickly split the cloud in two and flew in one by one in a line, like a swarm of bees flying back from a hive.
That was Major General Saibu Tsukasa's advance combat group.
The air currents stirred up by the wings lifted the blue magpie's hair. He fiddled with the wire in his hand intently, twisting it into shape while saying:
"I don't know what the rules are in your Kestrel family, but in my hometown, if you want the rain to stop, you can hang a feather on the highest branch."
This is a mysterious ritual passed down from generation to generation by the Queque Gang.
"The higher you hang it, the better the effect."
The two little birds calculated that the highest point in the entire fortress was the turret. So they took advantage of the dinner shift change time to sneak up to the turret, each picked a feather, threaded the feather tube into the wire, and finally hung it next to the barrel.
"A-choo!" Yu Hong was soaked as she couldn't hold an umbrella at high altitude.
Seeing this, Lan Que quickly took off his waterproof jacket and said, "Put it on your head quickly."
Yu Hong quietly peeked out from under her coat and took his hand for the first time, "You come down here too."
The blue magpie joined him with the coat on his head.
It was raining heavily in the outside world, and it was drizzling inside their coats.
When turning its head, the blue magpie accidentally met the wet eyes of the little raptor. It was like dark candied prunes, he thought.
That's very sweet stuff.
Blue magpie likes it.
In the cold wind, her voice became distorted, and Yu Hong shouted: "Can the cannon barrel really replace the twig?"
The blue magpie sharpened its voice against the wind and shouted even louder: "It's enough that God can see it anyway."
Whether God saw it or not is unknown. The hidden cameras behind them must have seen everything clearly.
·
The commander-in-chief's office is not luxurious, but it still has a separate lounge for naps.
However, the wall material of this small lounge is of poor quality and is not very soundproof. Yu Chen was sitting inside drinking afternoon tea and could clearly hear the quarrel in the meeting room outside.
His birds are known for their bad tempers.
"——Do you think I don't want to give the order to send troops?!" There was a sound of hammering on the table, and he said word by word, "I want to attack as soon as possible more than any of you. But war also has to abide by the basic laws. With such a heavy rainstorm and a tornado, our combat troops can only fly and smash one plane after another!"
Xiwusi got angry and spoke even more rudely than him: "But we have already lost the initiative. If we drag it on, we will die! How can your ragtag army fight against the elite troops of the military? The ratio of troops is 3 to 1, and we are 1! Can you afford it?"
Bai Ling was angry: "I am fighting against the elite!"
"They have four legions of eagles! And a whole squadron of night-fighting owls!"
"I have an eagle too!"
"You're nothing, those are all disabled eagles!"
"Fuck——"
The sound of doors slamming like a violent storm.
Yu Chen sat up and looked at Bai Ling's flushed face and chest heaving violently. It was obvious that he was so angry that his brain blood vessels were pounding.
He looked around, reached out his hands to smash something, and even wanted to draw his gun and rush back to pin that eagle Seibushi down on the desk and give him a beating. But he can't lose his temper.
At this moment, only a small light was on in the room. The pair of sharp eagle-like gray eyes slowly locked onto him, examining the alpha under the light, his voice was cold and terrifying:
"Take off your pants."
Yu Chen cast a questioning look cautiously.
The falcon said simply: "Take off your pants. I want to ride you."
Yu Chen: “…”
He didn't break things, he robbed me.
It's a purely functional way to vent your emotions, you don't even need to take off your clothes. The only downside is that cold-blooded animals have a very cold body temperature.
But this is not a problem, the water for making tea for the mermaids is still there and hot. Pour water on the palm of your hand, rub it twice, then straddle your prosthesis and sit on it.
Just like the mermaid said, he usually keeps his foot on the accelerator and doesn't let go. No alpha can stand it.
But the female falcon has such a bad temper that she has no scruples about using the man. Anyway, to him, Yu Chen is the most useful one in the bedside table, and he will take him away even if they get divorced.
After using it, he will still say some nonsense.
If the adrenaline rush is too strong, the reflex nerves will not be able to keep up with the brain. Falcon buttoned his military shirt into an abstinence-like look and commented coldly, "It's much better than the ordinary stuff we got from the warehouse."
Ordinary massagers are simply placed in a paper box and have very few functions. They are not as good as this one. The graceful and elegant face and strong chest muscles are both visual and tactile plus points.
The attitude is also very good.
An ordinary alpha might be extremely angry, feeling that he has lost all his dignity due to the oppression of females, and might even get angry on the spot.
But not this old blond lion. The mermaid held her chin and her eyes moved across his face several times, with a subtle pleasure in the corners of her eyes and eyebrows.
For males with a strong sense of service, this is recognition and reward.
Besides, the alpha who climbed up step by step on piles of corpses has great endurance and will not care about such things at all.
He could even curl his lips and say to the little female: "Come again next time."
The tone was so sincere that Bai Ling wanted to take out the terminal and hand him the payment code.
Feeling refreshed after having sex with the married woman, Bai Ling opened the door and returned to the meeting room.
In the conference room, Sava, Kidd and Seibushi all raised their eyebrows at the same time and smiled knowingly. Bai Ling then remembered that the wall of the lounge next door didn't seem to be very soundproof.
Xiwusi was the worst-mouthed one: "Commander Bai is in a good mood."
The seagull comforted him: "Don't worry, we only heard three words."
Sava imitated his commanding tone: "Big 1, take it off for me."
Bai Ling originally wanted to cover it up, but after hearing the omegas teasing him like that, he just gave up.
He pulled out a chair and sat in it, leaning back and resting his arms loosely on the back. Bai Ling spat, "I'm unhappy, so of course I have to find someone to make me happy. Are you holding it in?"
Xiwu Si responded quickly: "Then don't hold it in. Take my advice and attack early tomorrow morning."
Bai Ling leaned forward, resting his arms on the table, crossing his fingers, frowning, "I've already told you, if you want to blow up their underwater base, the Suicide Squad is definitely not a good idea."
Seagull said: "But it is the only idea at the moment."
Bai Ling finally turned to Sava.
Sava stood up and stretched, with a strong light in his eyes:
“Stinky bird, I don’t know what you are worried about. Maybe you have your own reasons, such as having suffered similar defeats before and not daring to take risks this time. But this time, you have to listen to us.”
"As for the night reconnaissance mission," he raised his thumb and pointed at himself, "leave it to me."
·
When it comes to night battles, Bai Ling's side is really short of manpower. After all, there are few Strigiformes in society, and most of them are recruited into the military right after graduation. Mercenary clubs and the like are rarely seen on the market.
Sava's night combat corps is basically composed of marine creatures, with few birds among them.
Deep-sea fish are accustomed to the dark seabed, and do not have high requirements for light when fighting, so it is okay to use it.
But the sea soldiers also have shortcomings.
For example, their order is too large, and they are often in a food chain relationship with each other. They may be walking and smell something and think, "Brother, you smell so good," and then take a bite. By the time he noticed it, his brother's tentacles were already jumping around in his mouth and he was chewing them.
Moreover, their escape speed is not fast enough. They are always a step slow when operating their mechas, and they do not have the natural reaction nerves of birds.
These sea creatures can only be considered cheating if they use submarines - like their enemies.
Sava led a small team to search near the sea under the cover of night.
Perhaps it was the inherent luck of the eagle owl family that helped him not to be discovered and successfully found the location of the mobile underwater base of the Imperial Military.
The base is like a huge five-pointed star, perched on the seabed. Tentacles as wide as five skyscrapers can move quickly, relocate, and retreat to deeper trench defense lines.
Once it finds an opportunity to retreat, the attack will fail - this is Bai Ling's trouble.
Sava knew that the Starfish Base was expected to move again to another seabed at noon tomorrow. If they miss this opportunity, they won't know when they will find it again.
After returning, he immediately reported to Bai Ling.
As expected of a professional soldier, Seibu Tsukasa came up with a plan at an extraordinary speed. The four generals stayed up all night and worked out the plan overnight.
The final question is who to send to the suicide squad.
Saibuji said: "Someone has already volunteered."
Bai Ling looked back and saw that the group of disabled eagles had already put on their equipment and were standing at the door, tall and short, with big smiles on their faces.
Bai Ling firmly disagreed at first.
But they said: "The military was looking for assassins to kill us, but we still survived. Commander Bai, those who can't kill us will eventually be defeated by us."
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