Two days ago, Sacramento's intelligence department received an encrypted tip.
The intelligence report was encrypted using a method known only to high-ranking officials in Sacramento. The situation was serious. The head of the intelligence department consulted with Ji Xiaoxiao and obtained her permission to immediately transmit the intelligence report to the analysis department, striving to obtain the details of the intelligence report as quickly as possible.
After one night, the analysis department finally got results.
The head of the analysis department stood in front of Ji Xiaoxiao, holding a document, seemingly wanting to say something but holding back.
“Hey bro, don’t look at him like that. He’s not interested in you. Even if you’re incredibly capable and the backbone of Sacramento, I won’t compromise myself for you.”
Ji Xiaoxiao suppressed her strong urge to beat up the head of the analysis department and asked, "Information?"
The head of the analysis department panicked, nearly dropping the documents in his hands.
"Lord Star, this is the information after deciphering the encrypted intelligence."
The head of the analysis department reached out and held the document up to Ji Xiaoxiao's eyes.
Ji Xiaoxiao took the document and read it carefully, word by word.
"Reliable?" Ji Xiaoxiao closed the file.
The head of the analysis department said, "The encryption method used for the intelligence was indeed a technique employed by our analysis department."
After a while, the head of the analysis department continued, "Sacryton has never betrayed the people or the Star Lord, and General Jin Xin is no exception."
Ji Xiaoxiao smiled. Jin Xin is quite good at winning people's hearts!
Two days passed in the blink of an eye, and the morning sun slowly rose.
"John, this time we can only win, we cannot lose," Ji Xiaoxiao said solemnly.
The five generals are practically dead, otherwise John from the think tank wouldn't have had to step in. Huo Yan was pushed out by Ji Xiaoxiao to be a target and attract Long Aotian's attention. He couldn't lead the mission this time. Jin Xin was in the enemy camp, and Mu Sen, Tu Yao, Shui Miao, and the others... well, let's not talk about them.
"Lord Star, we in Sacramento will surely win." John took off his suit and put on his military uniform, revealing his resolute character and handsome appearance.
Ji Xiaoxiao took a step forward, tilted her head slightly, and said in John's ear, "No matter what, this time, you must bring Jin Xin back to me, by any means necessary."
"Star Lord?" John was stunned.
Bring Jin Xin back?
"Star Lord, who are you?"
“Jin Xin is a general of Sacryton; he shouldn’t be by Long Aotian’s side.”
Judging from the original owner's memories, Long Aotian was not a kind and benevolent elder. If Jin Xin is allowed to continue his reckless behavior, Ji Xiaoxiao might have to bury her son in a few years.
John was visibly excited, his trembling hands reaching into his pockets.
...
In the far north of Sacramento, ice and snow cover the vast white plains.
Jin Xin led the Bauhinia Legion, and their spaceship successfully landed on the icy continent. Activating the spaceship's cloaking device, the vast white expanse of land stretched as far as the eye could see.
“General, why don’t we take an airship? Wouldn’t that get us to Star City in Sacramento much faster?” The speaker was the person Long Aotian had personally assigned to assist Jin Xin in monitoring him.
The cold wind howled, and Jin Xin's face was stern and imposing.
“Elizabeth Agnes did not send anyone to guard the far north, so we took advantage of the situation to catch Elizabeth off guard. If we were to travel by airship, its large size and conspicuous appearance would be an open reminder to Elizabeth that we are here.”
Jin Xin glared at the person monitoring him, calling him a brainless piece of trash!
The monitor knew he was no match for the veteran expert Jin Xin in military affairs, so he suppressed his anger, thinking that when he returned, he would definitely demand that this bastard Jin Xin from His Majesty Long Aotian. If he didn't treat him well, Jin Xin wouldn't know how ruthless and manly he was.
Jin Xin glanced sideways and saw the scheming and sinister expression on the monitor's face, which was clearly visible. Jin Xin felt a chill in his heart.
"Hurry up, we're just twenty miles from Dorjescola, the outermost city of Sacramento." With that order, Jin Xin sent everyone on their way at full speed.
Thirty minutes later, the group sneaked out of Dorjescola.
"Dojescola is the least defensive city in Sacramento, but its communication equipment is top-notch." A fully simulated image suddenly appeared before them, and Jin Xin pointed to certain buildings in the image and spoke eloquently, "This is the communication tower of Dojescola. Major General Skritch, your mission is to destroy it."
By destroying the communication tower, the situation in Dorjescola could not be transmitted, and the Star City reinforcements were nowhere to be seen, giving them time to capture Dorjescola.
No one could outmaneuver Jin Xin's tactics; after all, Jin Xin's tactics were comprehensive and virtually flawless. The layman sees the spectacle, but the expert sees the skill; Jin Xin's abilities are truly astounding.
After repeated discussions about the battle, the sun set and twilight descended; the battle was about to begin.
Major General Skrych led a small elite force, dressed in local Dorjeskolla clothing prepared in advance by Jin Xin, and entered the city in small groups, chatting and laughing.
An hour passed in the blink of an eye, and the towering flames illuminated Dorjescola.
"It seems Major General Skripal has completed his mission." Jin Xin stood up, unconcerned about the withered leaves on his head, and shouted, "Charge!"
The loud and energetic voice boosted morale, and the Bauhinia soldiers bravely charged forward with their rifles on their backs.
The gate was destroyed by artillery fire, and the Bauhinia soldiers rushed in.
A rushing sound... then silence, utter stillness.
The dazzling flames flickered in the wind, and the ear-piercing explosions were deafening.
There's nobody here, not even Dorje Scola!
What happened? What exactly happened?
The soldiers of the Bauhinia were slow to realize that they had fallen into a trap.
"Retreat, everyone, leave Dorjescola."
It's never too late to mend the fence after the sheep are lost.
Bang! The destroyed city gate was blocked by a steel gate that rose from the ground.
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