20demayo Chapter 423 Who is not made of flesh and blood?
Chapter 423 Who is not made of flesh and blood?
The interstellar empire is like a behemoth, with the emperor as the leader. He does not control too many forces, and cannot infiltrate many places. Otherwise, he would not be checked and controlled everywhere.
To be precise, he does not have the majesty and style of the feudal emperors of the ancient blue planet, but he is just a man of his word. In fact, he is just a balance point where various forces dare not act rashly.
Those forces grew stronger secretly, and their leaders could hardly conceal the contempt in their eyes when facing the royal nobles. They were just waiting for a legitimate opportunity to ascend to the power.
The emperor is now walking on thin ice. Even though he knows that Bai Qian cannot come back as Wu Mu, and he also knows that it was the Dai family behind the queen who did it, he can only put the queen in solitary confinement and can't really do anything.
Everyone is accumulating strength, striving to be the one who holds power in the end.
The Seventh Legion is another unstoppable elite team of the Interstellar Empire, with the potential to be the second to the Flame Army. It undertakes important tasks and completes them well every time, so it is naturally the target that various forces want to win over.
It's just that the Seventh Army Commander is of ordinary status. He climbed up from a small soldier with his outstanding military achievements. The hardships he went through also made him reach his current position.
This was the first time the emperor had made it clear that he was trying to win over the other party...
On the Feilan planet, the Seventh Legion's mission is to transfer the elites of various industries who have not been marked by the magic energy group in advance. This ensures that when the magic epidemic breaks out on the Feilan planet, most of these talents related to the development of interstellar civilization will be rescued, so as not to delay the development of mankind in the interstellar.
"Commander, I think those people on the Heshuo star body don't care about the lives of the people on the Feihong star body and the Feilan star body. They just talk all day long and let us risk our lives for them.
At this time, they are still quarreling in the court. Do they really think this is a race for them to seize the initiative? "
The adjutant shoveled the nutrient solution into his mouth and drank it all in one breath with an expressionless face.
Sang Bei, who was called the army commander, curled his lips and said, "They can make noise as they please, we just need to carry out the mission. When the general is away, there are some military orders that can be disobeyed. Every time we send out the target people, we will mix more ordinary people into the target people. As long as the people on the list have not been transported, our mission will not be stopped early.
Isn't it just a matter of pretending to obey but secretly disobeying us? They will send reinforcements again to speed up the progress..."
The adjutant smiled and said, "Yes, there are countermeasures for every policy, and we can't really be led by them. Hey, let me say, isn't the one in Heshuo Xingti too cowardly?
What's the difference between him and a puppet now? The royal family, cabinet ministers, uncles, and kings of different surnames have become powerful and are fighting to the death. Even his only son has been kidnapped.
Tsk, it's really boring to be an emperor like this."
As he was talking, Sang Bei's light brain vibrated. He looked down, raised his eyebrows and said, "Whatever you say, it will come true." He extended his wrist to the adjutant.
The adjutant came over curiously and asked, "Boss, what's wrong?" After he saw the content clearly, he laughed too.
"As expected, a rabbit will bite when it is cornered. The emperor has finally stopped trying to smooth things over and started asking us to take sides? But if he is willing, do we have to cooperate?"
Sang Bei pointed at two lines of words, "Really! The conditions he offered are very good... Now in the entire planet, who dares to say that they are not afraid of the demonic energy?
He is the emperor, his words are law, he will never make big promises just to win us over. If something goes wrong, not only will we not be able to help him, but we will also have an additional obstacle.
Do you think he is so stupid? He has been lying dormant until now, and it is probably time for him to strike back, and he is also forcing us to take sides. "
The deputy general frowned, "Boss, do we have to take sides? We never participate in such factional struggles because we cannot bear the destruction brought by taking the wrong side.
Could it be that the emperor was forced into a corner by those people and was seeking medical help at random?"
"Do you think we can avoid such a choice in their final struggle for power? Compared to those old-line families with complicated roots, the royal relatives obsessed with power, or the nobles who talk about morality but do nothing to benefit the common people, the emperor cares about the world. If he hadn't been maneuvering and balancing it, who knows what the interstellar empire would have become.
The level gap is definitely more obvious than it is now," Sang Bei curled his lips, "Why don't we trust him this time and take a big gamble? The winner is the king and the loser is the bandit, and with General Wu here, our chances of winning are even greater."
The deputy general hissed, "This is a bit exciting." They had said from the beginning that they would not participate in the competition for imperial power unless it was absolutely necessary.
“If the demonic energy continues to wreak havoc, we at least have the ability to protect ourselves. Moreover, this demonic essence pill is likely to save the warriors from the despair of mental collapse.
Just relying on these two factors, we cannot refuse, whether in public or in private. We have experienced a lot over the years, and once the battle for imperial power begins, we cannot stay out of it. "Sang Beiwei sighed, "There are many choices, it depends on how we choose."
Obviously, the emperor's bargaining chips are now attractive, and they no longer have any reason to refuse.
"Boss, are we really sending people to Feihong Planet?" The deputy general felt nervous, as if the superiors had a lot to say and he just needed to listen and not to think about it.
What if they were deceived? Then wouldn't the death squad they sent out be completely wiped out?
Sang Bei nodded, "Let's prepare for the worst first. Our luck has always been good, and maybe it will be the same this time. What's more, General Wu loves the soldiers and will not let so many soldiers make unnecessary sacrifices..."
Until the last moment, none of them knew what the real situation was.
After the deputy general finished speaking, he walked out with heavy steps to check the troops. He didn't say much, just said that the higher-ups had sent down a rescue mission and required more than 2,000 soldiers to go.
The soldiers all understood what this order meant: 95% of them would never return!
But military orders are as heavy as mountains. They looked at each other and without waiting for the deputy general to say anything, they took the initiative to stand up one by one, all of them with their mental strength at the end of their strength.
For a moment, the atmosphere in the barracks was gloomy. The soldiers who received the mission packed their bags and hastily explained their affairs. Their comrades nodded with red eyes.
In just two hours, everyone had packed up and boarded the spaceship to Feihong planet.
Before they even got close, they saw the thick black fog of the demonic energy, like the dark night covering the stars. And the place they were heading to was where the fog was the thickest!
Everyone's heart was chilled. They knew better than anyone the consequences of being infected by the evil spirit. Who wouldn't be afraid of death? They were fearless before, but now they were cold and desperate.
Who is not a flesh and blood? But they are soldiers, they must obey orders, and when they put on this leather, they are ready to sacrifice themselves.
Interstellar peace and stability need to be built with blood, and this is a reality that no one can deny.
When the spaceship gradually docked, they walked down from it step by step, only to find that there was no trace of the evil spirit at the base, and the soldiers had smiles on their faces. Where was the tragic look of going to die?
They looked at each other and saw each other's confusion.
"You are the soldiers of the Fifth Legion, right? Come, follow me," a young general stepped forward and said with a smile, leading them to a group of houses, "You settle down here first, we will send you supplies later, and then explain the mission content in detail."
The soldiers of the Fifth Legion nodded solemnly and suppressed all the negative emotions in their hearts. If they continued to consume themselves like this, they would collapse mentally before even reaching the battlefield.
The soldiers found their own accommodation as quickly as possible, cleaned up and settled down, then gathered for training.
Wu Yan came here in person, and when the soldiers saw him, they were slightly excited. Their eyes, which had dimmed before, now lit up again. It is a blessing if a person can die a worthy death.
Since this is the only ending for them, they must die heroically!
Seeing their performance, how could Wu Yan not understand what they were thinking, and the corners of his lips curled up: "I can see you here, just like seeing a wall poured with molten iron and standing tall outside the people of our interstellar empire who live and work in peace and contentment.
Each of you is a brave and fearless person, an indispensable tile in the process of human history...
But, are you guys here with the same determination to die as in all the previous missions?"
Isn't it? The soldiers' eyes flashed with confusion.
"Then you also think that batch after batch of soldiers were called to support Feihong Star just to make meaningless sacrifices, just to try to rescue more people?"
The soldiers were silent, and they were convinced of the answer.
"In my eyes, the lives of the people are lives, so are the lives of the soldiers not lives? Who says that one person's life is not as important as the lives of ten people?" Wu Yan took out a storage ring and handed it to the team leader. "This is the supplies for our mission. Distribute it equally to everyone."
The young general agreed seriously, and when he took out all the things in the storage ring, he found a pile of clubs similar to wolf teeth, sets of clothes made of special materials, gourds for storing magic energy, and some medicine bottles.
"The instructions for use of these supplies have been sent to your optical computer."
The young general lowered his head to check the message. When he saw clearly how to use these supplies, he was stunned.
The other soldiers didn't know the situation, but he got a rough idea from the deputy general. The deputy general also regarded this as a joke. The magic energy group was so powerful. Since ancient times, interstellar civilization has existed for thousands of years, but everyone is still helpless against the magic energy group. The only way to make the magic energy group dissipate automatically is to completely isolate it.
How come in their generation, several demon caves were discovered, causing panic among the people, and some even predicted the end of the world.
General Wu, however, was able to produce robes that were immune to the demonic energy, a magic energy-entangled stick and storage device that could collect the demonic energy, and he could even use the demonic energy to refine pills to repair people's mental trauma.
It all seemed like a fantasy, and if it was a lie, they would be able to detect it with just a little try, and they were all here, ready to sacrifice themselves.
There is no need for General Wu to joke about them.
The young general looked up at Wu Yan, whose eyebrows were cold, and couldn't help but try it out for himself. He put on the robe after refining it. The robe fit his skin and could be changed into the style he wanted at will. Moreover, the styles were diverse, not just the classic styles that the current weapon refiners could only adjust.
Moreover, he could clearly feel the robes absorbing spiritual energy, nourishing his body in strands, even if it was very small, just like a person walking in the morning can feel the heavy moisture in the air, the comfort all over his body almost made him sigh. Passively absorbing spiritual energy at all times, it is much purer, larger in quantity, and more effective than them actively absorbing spiritual energy from the crystal!
His face was wooden, and it was difficult to express his ecstasy and disbelief. He did not touch the two objects in the middle, but directly picked up the medicine bottle, poured out a magic pill and put it in his mouth.
The cool spiritual energy slid down his esophagus into his stomach, and then circulated along his meridians with a very clear purpose, clearing some blockages and heading straight to his sea of consciousness!
His sea of consciousness was like an abandoned yard that had not been taken care of for a long time, or like the hair of a beggar who had been wandering for decades and was tangled with thick mud. It was dry and withered, without any elasticity, and could be torn apart with the slightest force.
All they can do is let the situation get worse and worse, at most they can speed it up, but they can't eliminate it.
However, this cool and powerful spiritual power trimmed, washed and combed the spiritual tentacles in his sea of consciousness. The pleasant sound of birds singing beside his ears seemed to be cheering him up, making his spiritual power and pulses, with greatly improved efficiency and accuracy.
This process was slow yet quick. He stood there motionless, and only the frown on his brows revealed the master's feelings.
The soldiers stared at him closely. What kind of treasure could allow this usually expressionless young general to switch freely between comfort and discomfort and lose control of his facial expressions?
When the young general opened his eyes, everyone could feel that his cultivation level had skyrocketed. He broke through the shackles of being trapped at the SS level for thirty years and became an SSS-level warrior!
Everyone was excited. What kind of magic pill was this? The improvement of cultivation was very slow, especially for high-level warriors. A slight improvement might require a lot of resources, experience, and opportunities.
Wu Yanchong pressed the remote control to clean the smelly dirt from the man. "Well, with these things, you are just completing the mission, not committing suicide!"
The young general pursed his lips and nodded vigorously, bowing deeply and saying, "Thank you, General Wu, you have never let us down."
Wu Yan smiled and waved his hands, thinking to himself: The one they should thank the most is his wife. If it weren't for Qiu Ling, this demonic plague would have taken away countless civilians and brave warriors of the empire.
Not to mention pulling back the warriors who are on the brink of mental collapse, and possibly restoring them to their original state!