Pokémon: Rise of Evil

Chapter 343: Provocation

The night always passes quickly and is gone when you wake up.

The Second Legion of the Alliance slept very well last night. They had not slept so comfortably since they went to the battlefield. They stretched comfortably, enjoying the warmth brought by the long-lost sunshine.

On the other hand, Daigo's Second Army, all of them stood in the trenches with black circles under their eyes, staring at the front, fearing that an enemy would suddenly appear. Of course, they certainly couldn't concentrate all the time, and there were always a few who fell asleep on the ground, but they were all woken up by whips.

The sun was still shining brightly, but inside the headquarters of the Second Army of Daigo, there came the angry shout of an irritable uncle:

"F*ck, I got fooled. Damn, I'm so pissed off. No, I have to vent my anger. Gather the troops immediately and launch an attack on the Second Legion of the Alliance."

Listening to the angry shouts of this grumpy uncle, the others who were watching his left and right hands did not dare to say too much, after all, he was the one who had the final say here.

After the grumpy uncle's temper gradually calmed down, the assistant standing beside him spoke:

"Sir, I think your plan is inappropriate. The soldiers have been through a night and are mentally exhausted.

Although we have gained advantages in previous battles and our morale is high, we should also consider the mood and mental state of the soldiers. It would be inappropriate to launch an attack rashly. Even if we advance a few kilometers, the casualties will definitely increase compared to before. I hope you will think twice before acting."

Listening to the deputy's analysis, the veins on the grumpy uncle's forehead gradually calmed down. After thinking for a moment, the grumpy uncle seemed to have thought of a very good idea. With a smile on his face, he said:

"Aren't they planning to launch a night attack? Then let's do one too. Send the order down, let the soldiers rest, and launch the night attack at night."

After the grumpy uncle finished speaking, there was silence for a moment. Seeing that no one responded, the veins on the grumpy uncle's forehead popped up again. He angrily slammed the table and said:

"What? Are you all mute? Or do you not want to obey my orders?"

Looking at this grumpy old man who once again fell into a bad temper, the adjutant beside him pushed up his glasses and waited until his temper subsided a little before speaking:

"Sir, if we let the soldiers rest now, I'm afraid the enemy will take advantage of their high spirits to attack us. My suggestion is to have the Charizard Squadron bomb the enemy's positions and launch a regular, but essentially irregular attack. Let them mistakenly believe that we have not fallen into the trap they set before."

Listening to his adjutant's roundabout way of speaking, the grumpy uncle exhaled heavily several times through his nose. After thinking about it for a long time, he still couldn't figure out what the adjutant meant.

Thinking of his nephew Daigo asking him to listen to his deputy as much as possible, the veins on the irritable uncle's forehead calmed down again. He rubbed his chin, pretending to think for a moment, and then he said:

"Okay, I'll do as you say. Now go and give the order immediately."

Upon hearing the news, the officers sitting on the right and left sides of this grumpy uncle all breathed a sigh of relief in their hearts.

After hearing the order from the hot-tempered uncle, the well-mannered adjutant hurried down to give the order.

Looking at the adjutant who was leaving, Himura, who was sitting on the left side of the grumpy uncle, whispered to a senior officer next to him:

"I don't know why Commander Daigo would send such a person to take charge of the Second Legion. He has no opinion at all."

When the officer next to Humura heard what Humura said, he glanced cautiously at the grumpy old man. When he found that he was not looking in his direction, he also whispered to Humura:

"I think so too. Look at him, fat and with a beard, he looks like a man who indulges himself too much... and..."

Before the officer could finish his words, the grumpy uncle slammed the table and walked out, which really scared everyone.

Looking at Tsurugi Fujiki who walked out angrily, a smile inexplicably appeared on Himura's lips.

In the position of the Union Army's Second Corps, the soldiers, who had eaten, drunk and slept enough, moved in an orderly manner under the operation of a complete war system.

Monkey stood at the highest point of the command center and shouted loudly into the dedicated intercom in his hand:

"Quick! The rebels' Charizard flying squadron is coming! Is the anti-flight turret ready?"

After the monkey's shout, dozens of intercoms said in unison:

"All set, sir!"

"Okay! Wait for my command. I'll count to 123. When I count to three, fire."

Watching the dense fleet of Charizards appearing one after another in the sky, Monkey's face was covered with sweat, but at the same time, an indescribable excitement made his body tremble constantly.

“1…2…3! Fire!”

As the monkey's shouting rang out over the intercom, the officers in charge of the anti-flight turrets also shouted to their men:

"fire!"

As the rumbling sounds rang out in the hidden grass and jungle, balls of fire appeared one after another in the sky due to the explosions.

For a moment, it seemed as if fireworks were blooming in the sky, making the blue sky and white sun even brighter.

"Woo-zi, beep, this is the first squadron of the Charizard Flight Team! We have been attacked before we even entered the enemy position! The enemy has a premeditated plan..."

"Ah! This is Charizard Squad 3! We are being attacked!..."

"Sir! This is Charizard Squad 5, and we've all been hit! I don't know if anyone is still alive, but I've seen the bloodthirsty and cruel Alliance Army under my parachute!"

"Help! Help, woo-zi-"

Hearing that all the walkie-talkies were interrupted, the officers in charge of each team looked extremely ugly. They looked at each other and saw a hint of bitterness in each other's eyes.

In addition to the sky, on the other side on land, the Blastoise's tank troops also encountered considerable obstacles. After they entered a certain area, suddenly a huge explosion occurred on a large area of ​​the surface.

After the huge flames shot up into the sky, thick black fog was formed, and the sounds of crying and screaming were no weaker than those of the flying troops.

"My hand, my hand is gone!"

"My feet, damn it! Why can't I feel my thighs?"

"Mom...it hurts!"

Amid the soldiers' screams, a strong-looking body moved its fingers and then slowly climbed up from the ground.

He shook his dizzy head vigorously, trying to wake himself up.

Then, he opened his eyes wide, looking in disbelief at the horrific scene before him that looked like the end of the world: burning armored vehicles emitting billowing black smoke, corpses and injured people lying all over the road, and the air was filled with a strong smell of blood and smoke...all of this seemed to have turned this place into a living purgatory on earth.

Seeing such a horrific scene, he felt his throat dry and swallowed a big mouthful of saliva unconsciously.