The Human Race's Plan
From east to west, Kaiyang, Moonfall, and Sophora Yellow piece together to form the largest landmass on the entire Ruolan Star.
At this moment, the war, which had been barely contained within the Huaihuang Continent, spread.
Unrest of varying degrees occurred throughout the continent.
All of the above situations were actually within the expectations of the various terrestrial races.
After all, resources are limited, so it's hard not to strive for or fight for them.
However, the return of the Sea Race was not part of the original "script".
"What are your thoughts on Mao City?"
In a secluded, top-secret conference room in Zi City, a dignified voice rang out.
As the head of the table rose, a burly officer spoke, asking questions of the several humanoid projections on the conference table.
The constant rustling of documents being flipped through was finally broken.
In the first seat to the right of the first person, one of the shadows projected remotely by some kind of talent spoke first.
"Your Excellency Chief of the General Staff, the Moonfall Continent Southern Military Region has already dispatched half of its forces to Mao City."
The speaker was Hou Jin, the commander-in-chief of the Huaihuang Military Region. The commander-in-chief of the Moonfall Military Region was at the front line at the moment and was therefore absent.
"According to the latest battle report, the lost territory is being steadily recovered. I believe that there is no need to send any more troops to support us for the time being."
As soon as the officer finished speaking, the others around him nodded in agreement.
However, he clearly hadn't finished speaking.
He paused, then added, "The recapture of Mao City is nothing to worry about."
"However, the Sea Race's covetousness of the land, as revealed by this incident, cannot be ignored."
Upon hearing this, Duan Pengtian, the chief of staff of the Human Race army seated at the head of the table, finally relaxed his tightly furrowed brows.
"That's right, Hou Jin is absolutely right," he said, picking up one of the documents on the table. "Everyone has seen this, right?"
The others also had a similar document, stacked on top of the other documents.
This document reads like an article, with the title and author clearly printed on the cover.
"Preventing problems before they arise: A strategic analysis of Sea Race's attitude towards the land—what a fine example of preventing problems before they arise!"
"This was originally Work Report from 'Undersea' that should have been sent to the central government last week."
Duan Pengtian opened the report in his hand, his tone revealing a clear sense of appreciation, but also a hint of annoyance.
"Yan Fei, who wrote this report, is currently the head of the Sea Race Chongming City Intelligence Group."
"And this Work Report didn't reach my desk until Mao City was attacked."
"Commander-in-Chief of the Ringwater Military Region, do you have anything to say?"
A chubby figure, positioned some distance away, trembled in surprise and then stammered out a sentence.
"Your Excellency Chief of the General Staff, I... I did indeed receive this Work Report last week."
His voice trembled slightly.
If the Chief of the General Staff judges this as a delay in military intelligence, then it's a capital offense.
He began to desperately try to argue, "But the Sea Race have been peaceful for a hundred years, that's been so long, surely..."
"This is no excuse for your dereliction of duty. If it had been delivered a week earlier, we could have immediately adjusted our plans in Mao City."
"In other words, the losses that have occurred could have been completely avoided."
Duan Pengtian's tone was calm, but his eyes were filled with undisguised killing intent.
"Drag him away!"
As the command was given, the chubby black figure suddenly began to fluctuate violently.
A Human Race was forcibly pulled out of the Ringwater Continent via a projection, and then bound and dragged out of the conference room by clumps of black.
The commanders of the other war zones watched silently as their colleagues were taken to prison.
Duan Pengtian glanced around at the group of people at the table, his anger still lingering.
"I don't care what some of you are thinking or what underhanded tricks you're up to, just remember this one thing."
"Human Race's own interests are the foundation of your profits; if humanity is wiped out, no one will benefit."
After dealing with and warning these unruly officers, Duan Pengtian finally got back to the main topic.
"Based on this Work Report, it can be inferred that the voice of the 'land-going' faction within the Sea Race was already quite significant."
"Now that they've successfully taken over Mao City, they'll only become more rampant."
"Gentlemen, do you have any suggestions?"
He suddenly stopped analyzing, turned the question to his subordinates, and glanced at Hou Jin to his right.
The Commander-in-Chief of the Huaihuang Military Region is currently the most powerful military position outside of the Central Commander-in-Chief, the Chief of the General Staff, and other top-ranking officials.
It's important to understand that Huaihuang Continent was a real battlefield front.
The one who can stay there and retire alive is most likely to become the next commander-in-chief.
Hou Jin did not speak immediately, but sat quietly, writing something with his head down.
Seeing that the two towering figures above them remained silent, the other officers began to speak one by one according to their seating order.
"We need to communicate with the other land-dwelling races. We are united on the issue of the Sea Race invasion."
"No, let's observe the reactions of other races first before attempting to communicate."
"It's been nearly a century since the last Sea Race invasion, and most of the land-dwelling races are still hostile to each other. We need to be careful."
The noise in the conference room had just subsided when Duan Pengtian turned and asked.
"Hou Jin, what are your thoughts?"
Hou Jin nodded and began to answer quickly and clearly.
"Send another intelligence agent who can deliver messages promptly to the Chongming Intelligence Group."
"According to the intelligence Yan Fei sent back, the day when the Dragon Spirit Species royal family decides on the Crown Prince is not far off. We can start from here."
"Very good," this idea coincided with Duan Pengtian's plan, but there were still some shortcomings.
"Intelligence agents will be dispatched from the central government. Your task is to contain the other races as much as possible and keep a close eye on their movements."
"Since we can't prevent problems before they arise, at least we should plug all the loopholes before the 'wolf' comes."
"Yes."
As soon as the response ended, Duan Pengtian dismissed the projectors and hastily concluded the meeting.
There's still a lot to do next.
Duan Pengtian got up and walked out of the meeting room. As for the documents, personnel from the Confidentiality Bureau would come to handle them.
He walked very fast, while his mind raced back to the Work Report.
"The Sea Race's desire for land resources remains undiminished. As the leading and most advanced intelligent terrestrial species, Human Race should be vigilant and nip this in the bud."
"Otherwise, it will eventually lead to disaster."
"That's what I wrote. Whether the higher-ups believe it or not is beyond my control."
In a quiet tea room, Yan Fei sat casually and briefly recounted the main points of her Work Report.
Although the outside was filled with seawater, this room was specially designed to insulate it from the seawater.
Opposite him, another intelligence officer was making tea.
"Boss, should we move out ahead of schedule?"
"Of course, this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. If we wait until the higher-ups approve it before taking action, it will be too late."
Yan Fei picked up the freshly brewed black tea and gently inhaled its delicate aroma.
On the table beside him lay a gilded banquet invitation, incongruous with the tea room atmosphere.