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"Sir, there is a message from the diplomat's family."

Lott looked at the goblin portrait in the helmet display, glanced at the image of the big man approaching the wooden house in the window next to him, and said:

"Get this guy under control. What do the Curtis family say?"

According to previous investigations by reconnaissance planes, it was discovered that there are three small human cities in the northwest far away from the underground city.

Since the diplomats and intelligence officers are currently at Birdman's place, the Knight Officer is setting up fortifications on Watch Island.

Due to the shortage of manpower and the long distance, Lott only sent three diplomats' families, accompanied by 10 knights, 6 werewolves and 3 warlocks, all of whom had level 5 strength.

In terms of weapons, there are only one transport plane and four combat flying saucers.

If you encounter level 5 enemies, it's okay if the number is small. Once there are more, the soldiers on the ground can protect themselves, but the air support may not be enough.

Combat flying saucers cannot withstand attacks from level 5 units.

Although the city has been upgraded, the weapons cannot be upgraded simultaneously. Only when the goblins' technical reserves reach a certain stage can the effectiveness of the weapons be improved. The specific extent of improvement can basically only be provided by knight officers when they encounter relevant problems on the front line. Answer.

The upgrade of powerful weapons is inseparable from war practice.

Vickers: "Sir, the situation with the diplomats' families is a bit complicated."

"tell me the story."

"When they arrived there, they found the three cities empty, and the accompanying magician detected the presence of undead spirits around them."

As soon as he heard about the undead, Lott's mood did not fluctuate much. Instead, he felt that what was supposed to come had finally come.

"Ask Vader to send all the bombers he can, load them with holy light bombs, and let me know when you're done."

Lott gave the instructions casually with an expressionless face.

If it were before, he would still have to worry about how to deal with the undead, whether the weapons in his hands were effective, and what to do if the enemy counterattacked.

Now, since Teresa developed the Holy Light Bomb, Vader immediately asked the goblins to develop plans along this line of thinking, and then developed various weapons and equipment specifically used to deal with the undead.

Among them are holy light blasting devices set up at each teleportation intersection to prevent the undead from invading.

As soon as Vickers heard that the lord was giving the order, he went directly over to bomb, and said quickly: "Sir, please listen to what I have to say."

Lott looked at its portrait strangely. What else could be said about the undead? If the plague comes, everyone will have to finish playing.

However, as a good leader, it is natural for his subordinates to listen to their requests.

After receiving a nod from the lord, Vickers quickly said:

"Sir, the diplomat's family members discovered quite a few problems when they arrived there. Because the distance was too far, and we did not have a signal node in that area, the images transmitted there were from a few days ago."

"Send it to me for a look." Lott crossed his arms, crossed his legs and looked at the visual image in the helmet. After finishing, he glanced to the side.

The girls were all drowsy in this warm and comfortable environment, and the little girls on the left and right had already fallen asleep on their stomachs.

"Okay sir."

After Vickers finished speaking, its head shrank to the upper left corner, and then a brand new video appeared in front of Lott's lens.

"The lord asked us to visit these three cities. The goal is to open the humans here to trade with us, so try not to anger them - we don't have the authority to do whatever we want like the master, so take it easy. Do you understand?"

"I know, Captain."

in a flying saucer transport plane

Three fat men who looked like diplomats were sitting on the seats in a circle. Next to them were 10 death knights in black armor, 6 werewolves in black leather clothes, and 3 black-robed magicians.

On the floor between them, three holographic images of human cities appeared. They were not very large in scale, but in any case, as long as they were inhabited by humans.

"No. 2 is in charge of the one on the left." One of the fat men straightened his hat and looked at the opposite side. After finishing, he looked to the side:

"No. 3 is responsible for the right side. We each bring 3 knights, 2 werewolves, and 1 warlock. In the end, there is only one knight left to guard the flying saucer and provide support when needed. Do you have any objections?"

"No."

The holographic image on the floor disappeared, and the cabin door below slowly opened. Strong wind suddenly poured into the cabin. As the gravity beam from above shone down, several people stood up, said hello, and led the team down.

When Nord led the first team and a suspended camera to one of the small cities, what they saw was a desolate scene.

Every household has its doors closed, and all kinds of domestic garbage are strewn on the streets.

The whole city looked like it had been abandoned for a long time.

"There is the aura of the undead here, sir. Although it is very weak, it does exist. I can sense it."

The magician next to Nord only took one look and concluded:

"The existence of the undead has always been a serious concern for the lord. I think we can go back and recover. Next, we just need to let the bomber group come over to clean up."

Several others nodded in agreement.

"Wait a moment."

Nord quietly swept around the street, took off the high hat on his head and patted it, then put it back on, turned to the sorcerer and said: "Change of mission: Investigate what happened here."

The overall person in charge of this operation is Nord himself. As a family member of a diplomat, Lot has given them certain authority, so everything is subject to his orders.

The mimic demons have no force or command ability. If they encounter danger, the warlock next to them is solely responsible for commanding the tactical team to ensure its safety.

Now, as the operations leader, the Mimic Demon asked to investigate this place, so the magician naturally had to agree.

Warlocks and knights didn't matter. As undead, they had no emotions and just followed orders.

However, the three werewolves next to them were a little bit critical. After all, this place is quite unusual, and there are undead creatures hiding there. Reasonably, as creatures, they should not stay for a long time, but orders are orders and cannot be disobeyed.

The werewolves stood stiff for a while as if resisting, and finally relaxed.

"What's the plan, sir?" the magician asked.

"Well, we must first find survivors. Can you sense the breath of the born?" Nord asked, looking at the warlock who was the combat commander.

The warlock closed his eyes and raised his head to sense it, then pointed in a direction and said:

"To the southeast outside the city, there is a small wave of biological aura, which should be survivors who have escaped."