At this time, Link finally expressed his goal of 10,000 people.

Ten thousand people?

After Link finished speaking, the leaders of major forces thought a little in their hearts, and they were suddenly as if they were stuck in their throats.

If there are ten thousand people, so many forces present, then each force will probably not get one thousand people!

What can one thousand people do?

Because of the existence of aliens, the scale of major forces has generally increased. Even the Crusades, which are cultivating in the bitter and cold land, are eager to play, and now the scale can reach more than 100,000. One thousand people is not enough.

But since the head of state draws this line, they have to make a good summary.

How to select a thousand elite soldiers and generals from the scale of your own power to participate in this epic battle.

Although these forces in the mechanical fortress get along well, and the comparison of strength and weakness can only be determined in my mind. However, the attack on Womir is now a "reporting performance" to join the Wasteland Expeditionary Force. If the performance is poor, not to mention that they cannot attract enough aliens in the future, they will not be able to raise their heads in the mechanical fortress in the future.

Therefore, all the leaders were holding on.

"Okay, that's all I have to say today. We will stay in the wasteland for a few days, and then we will set off for Womir. As for manpower, please arrange it in these days and submit the list."

After Link finished speaking, he stood up and signaled to leave the meeting.

There was an emergency, so many leaders of forces with a long distance had to go back and prepare to arrange a trip.

This battle with Womir Star is a challenge and an opportunity.

Ivan originally wanted to chat with Link, but tonight he needed to arrange personnel to return to Iron Eden and start preparing a list of thousands of people.

After the meeting ended, only some close friends were left by Link.

"Okay, you're tired along the way, go and rest."

Link saw John signaling before leaving, knowing that he had something to say to him alone.

After everyone dispersed, Link saw John's back at the railing at the end of the berth of the Mechanical Fortress.

"I suddenly asked me to come here, it's not your style?" Link said with a smile.

John turned around with a serious expression: "Do you remember the initial purpose of the killer organization I founded [Assassin Alliance]?"

Assassin League, Link naturally remembers it.

"To restrain these capable killers."

“What else?”

This time, Link was stopped.

Link carefully searched for his memories and thought of before he left, John said he wanted to organize another purpose of [Assassin Alliance] as soon as possible to investigate clues about the Desert Prince.

Since Link and John personally visited the prince's treasure hiding place, a huge cloud of doubt has enveloped the two of them.

The Desert Prince was not dead, and the message of eliminating the seven people was left behind, but it was just a cicada that escaped from the shell and killed people with a knife.

The inside story of this game was opened in the treasure land, but it was completely cut off.

"What did you find?"

John nodded: "I found a clue that is not a clue. I originally wanted to show it to you in the afternoon, but it was disrupted by the Silver Hand."
Chapter completed!