1181: Chapter 1181: To the Front Line (Requesting Monthly Tickets) 1181: Chapter 1181: To the Front Line (Requesting Monthly Tickets) “We’ve just ford a new rcenary Corps and spent a lot of money; if we’re to start another war, that will require another hefty sum.”
Danny fell silent for a mont before speaking hoarsely, “Moreover, according to the suggestion in this ssage, we need to mobilize both rcenary Corps, aning military expenses this ti will be even higher than before.”
“But,”
Lina interjected, “if we don’t do sothing, when our allies fall one by one, and it’s our turn, we’ll be isolated and without support.”
“I know,”
Danny slowly began, pausing for a mont while looking at the two people in front of him, “What I an is, the last battle led by Master Vian had great effect.
The public explosion in interest not only boosted the popularity of our chas but also our industrial products,”
He looked up with a smile, “So, I’ll take care of the logistics, but this ti we have to perform brilliantly and showcase the new chas as well.”
He turned to Fiss, “I don’t understand military affairs, so I’ll still leave the command to Captain Fiss for this operation.”
“I think that person’s advice is sound,”
Fiss nodded slightly, glanced at the information on the screen, and quickly said,
“We now have two rcenary Corps, which can split into two fronts, but I can only lead one of them.
The commander of the Second rcenary Corps used to be my deputy captain.
Although he’s reliable, his lack of experience may affect resource allocation,
“The Second rcenary Corps isn’t long established.
Despite drawing many excellent warriors from the First Corps to beco officers, the loyalty of the people may still be unstable.”
“We need soone with sufficient authority to back us, communicate with headquarters, and allocate resources,”
Lina understood Fiss’s implication and quickly said, “Danny has to take care of the entire group’s affairs, so I’ll go.”
“This operation is very dangerous.”
Fiss cautioned the woman before him seriously.
“It’s not my first ti on a field mission,”
Lina smiled, looking at Danny beside her, “There are too many dangerous things in this world, but soone has to do them.”
“So it’s decided,”
Old Danny struggled to stand up, “Based on the authorization from Master Vian, in his absence, I can act with the Chairman of the Board’s authority.
Now, I appoint Mr.
Fiss as the overall Commander for this operation, with Lina as Deputy Commander.
Orders will be issued imdiately to all rcenary Corps.”
He paused for a mont, gazing at his two colleagues, rasping, “Both of you, be careful.
Master Vian and I are here, waiting for your triumphant return.”
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Kaye City · Qming dical Laboratory
The man in a white coat walked slowly along the clean corridor.
“Dr.
Roger, are you here for another experint?”
A young intern, seeing the man approach, raised her hand in greeting.
“Mhm.”
Roger nodded gently.
“By the way, the rcenary Corps seems to be calling up military doctors—seems there might be so action soon.
Dr.
Roger, will you be going?”
The intern asked casually with a smile and then paused, as if she rembered sothing, scratching her head with an embarrassed smile, “Oh right, you’re a teacher, they shouldn’t be calling you.
Sorry, I shouldn’t have asked.”
“It’s fine,”
Roger looked at the sowhat naive student before him and smiled, “I will accompany the rcenary Corps.
I’ll take the route to the north.”
“Oh, wow,”
The intern scratched her head, “Then we won’t cross paths.
I’m going with the team to the west.”
“Stay safe.”
Roger smiled and nodded at her.
“Yeah, you too, stay safe.”
The intern nodded, and then hesitated, speaking nervously, “I still have reagents back in the lab…”
“Go ahead.”
Roger waved his hand, still smiling.
“Goodbye, Dr.
Roger!”
The intern quickly waved as she passed by him, heading deeper into the corridor.
anwhile, Roger withdrew his gaze, raised his hand, and lit up the elevator button.
As the elevator doors opened, he entered and rode it down to the lowest floor of the building.
There was only one door on this floor, and behind that door was his private laboratory.
After a simple biological check, Roger opened the door to the lab.
The spacious laboratory had more equipnt than before, and the edges were lined with various ‘bottles and jars.’
In the middle of the laboratory stood a silent hibernation pod.
Next to the pod, the small table was still there, but the racks that used to be on it were now moved to other workbenches.
Now, the table only held a black and white mask and a small monitor.
Roger gazed at the faintly fluctuating pattern on the monitor, slowly moving his gaze to the pod.
The intricate pattern of the World Tree still flickered with faint brilliance on the surface of the hibernation pod.
Ever since he had moved this pod here, it had not been relocated again.
He lifted his wristband and opened an anonymous ssage, focusing on the content of that ssage.
After a brief silence, he raised his hand to the hibernation pod and pressed a button beneath it.
Thump, thump, thump—
Lines connected to the hibernation pod automatically disconnected, falling to the ground as the pod’s small monitor sparkled to life with a faint luminescence, displaying a white electromagnetic symbol, indicating the activation of the backup battery system.
Several small transport robots surged out from the corners of the room, lifting the corners of the hibernation pod.
Roger watched all this and reached for the mask on the table.
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Minte City·North Gate
The first light of dawn shone upon the land, with the crimson sun rising from the white expanse of the mountains and casting its brilliance on the pure white snowfield.
Boom——
Countless heavy-duty robots marched in unison, step by step towards the massive city gate.
Their feet hit the ground, step by step, emitting a thundering roar akin to an earthquake.
In front of these heavy-duty robots were armored vehicles equipped with anti-aircraft guns.
The gun ports on the city gate fired in volley, countless trails of light from artillery shells cascaded from the sky like raindrops under the sun, covering the ground in front of the gate.
The leading anti-aircraft armored vehicles imdiately returned fire, trying to intercept the shells shot from the city gates.
The military AI system calculated countless trajectories of shells, managing the anti-aircraft guns to counter the enemy, forming a dense web of firepower.
Those shells detonated upon impact with this web of fire, exploding in the sky into blossom after blossom of flas, eventually joining to form a surging Fire Cloud.
That bright fla reflected light on the pristine white snow, like morning glow blanketing the earth, reflecting bright brilliance.
But soon, this glow quickly dimd.
Not because the flas had died out, but because the fire in the sky had beco even more ferocious.
The artillery fire from the city walls beca even more intense, pouring down, and that dense anti-air network could not stop all the artillery fire.
One by one, shells broke through the interception web of fire, landing among the giant engineering robots, making thunderous explosive noises.
Surging heatwaves lted the thick layer of snow outside the gate, and as the snowflakes rapidly lted away, the fiery glow reflected on the snowflakes also quickly faded.
Boom——
The leg of a heavy-duty robot was blown off, tilting forward, crashing into the snowy land.
But its comrades around didn’t stop; they passed by it without slowing down, continuing to march forward.
So shells landed in the armored vehicles ahead, exploding with surging flas amongst them, swallowing everything around.
Whirr——
This was the sharp sound of fighter jets slicing through the sky.
Missile after missile with gushing tongues of fla shot out from under the fighter jets, burning with fierce flas, flying towards the gun ports protruding from the city walls.
The anti-aircraft guns on the high walls also spit fire to intercept these missiles, engaging the ‘iron birds’ flying in the sky at the sa ti.
Slim trails of fla lingered around the high walls, stretching out long streaks of light.
Whirr——
So fighter jets were shot down by the anti-aircraft guns and started falling towards the ground.
Boom——
So gun ports on the city walls were also hit by missiles that slipped through.
Flas and explosions continued to resonate below the sky.
In the end, despite the pressure of intense artillery fire from the city walls, the advance of the heavy-duty robots gradually slows down.
Standing in the command room on the high walls of North City, Viko quietly gazed at the flickering scenes on the screen.
Boom——
The intense booming noise kept ringing in his ears.
That was the sound of missiles hitting the high walls, with violent tremors passing through the command room.
The soldiers around him busied themselves quickly; so even lifted their heads and cautiously glanced at Viko in front of the screen.
Viko wasn’t there to command; the current Commander of North City was Owai’s deputy, a middle-aged military officer in his forties.
Viko was there to convey a ssage, ‘he will stay at the front line.’
Owai had tried to persuade him, but after realizing that he couldn’t change Viko’s mind, he gave up.
The soldiers of North City weren’t surprised by Viko’s arrival; at this ti, the Mayor should indeed ‘make a statent’ that he would share the fate with the city.
Lokte also used to co up to the walls to ‘visit’ often.
He even shared als from the sa pot with the soldiers, appearing very approachable.
But once the beautiful photos were taken by the reporters, no one could find that ‘Mayor’ again.
People have beco familiar with these politicians’ ‘maneuverings.’
‘Going to the front line’ was essentially nothing more than a ‘show’ in the end.
Contrary to everyone’s expectations, Viko did not bring any reporters with him, nor did he leave after having pictures taken.
He only brought a handgun, clipped to his waist, and through the broadcast system, he inford all the soldiers of North City that he would share the fate of North City.
The bullets in his gun were reserved for the enemy, and for himself.
The soldiers didn’t know if this new Mayor could fulfill his promise, and whether he would flee in a disgraceful manner when the city falls.
But at least, the Mayor is here now, standing with them.
Even though just yesterday they were under the rule of a ‘rebel,’ today this new Mayor is willing to entrust his life to them.
Since Viko’s arrival, the overall morale of North City has seen an invisible yet strong boost.
To ensure control over North City, Owai replaced many original officers, and these new officers and soldiers originally needed so ti to adapt.
But the high morale filled this unfamiliarity, and the entire North City’s forces were even operating far more efficiently than before.
Viko raised his hand, looking at his wristband.
It displayed the question he had asked Suote the day before.
He was new to being Mayor, with little political experience, so he had reached out to Suote for advice on what to do at this ti.
Suote’s answer was simple,
‘Go to North City, to the front line.’
These few words were so simple, yet each word struck Viko’s mind like the tolling of a giant bell.
Gazing at that simple phrase, Viko exited the ssage interface, raised his hand, and dialed a certain phone number.
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