"In the name of the Seventh Battle Group’s Wind Scythe Sequence Army Commander, I sincerely invite Lieutenant Qin to meet."
Hera nodded and said:
"Okay. I will formally send a letter to get permission from the Governor’s Mansion."
Mo Zhenting sat back in his original position and began to study the direction of the westward and eastward advance. ʀᴇᴀᴅ ʟᴀᴛᴇsᴛ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs ᴀᴛ N()velFire.net
"Feng Wuyang is waging war on two fronts and allowing the Heng Province military to penetrate deep into the polluted areas.
This kind of deployment has a very high potential risk. Once the intensity of the war escalates to unimaginable levels, both human and follower casualties will reach staggering numbers.
If the dormant Lord of Gluttony stirs, it will lead the entire Great Pioneer Movement to failure..."
As the highest commander of the Wind Scythe Sequence Army, Mo Zhenting had extensive combat and leadership experience.
He simply sensed the inherent danger through the battle sand table’s advance route and the vigorous advance on both the west and east fronts.
In any large-scale campaign, the most crucial factor to consider is the uncontrollable variables.
Especially beings like the Lord of Gluttony, they are "outside the game" when it comes to the board.
Once they take action, it could lead to the worst outcome—a complete loss.
"Does Feng Wuyang not worry at all?"
Doubt rose in Mo Zhenting’s eyes. If it were him, he would certainly choose to proceed cautiously, slowly encroach, and extend this Great Pioneer Movement to seven or eight years.
By building fortifications, purifying the polluted areas, and compressing the living space of the follower groups.
"The only drawback might be that the number of casualties will continue to grow to a terrifying level."
Mo Zhenting didn’t think this was an unacceptable issue.
Large-scale warfare inevitably comes with bloodshed and sacrifice.
For a commander, it is important to understand the cold logic that "the death of ten thousand is a number, the death of a hundred thousand is still a number."
"Could it be that Feng Wuyang intends to bring everything to a decisive battle?"
An inconceivable thought emerged in Mo Zhenting’s mind, then he shook his head, dismissing such a ridiculous idea.
The reason is simple.
The source of the followers and the disaster of pollution all lie with the dormant Star God.
But Feng Wuyang cannot possibly deal with that Lord of Gluttony.
The fundamental purpose of the Great Pioneer Movement is to curb the wanton expansion of the polluted areas, thereby preventing the Star God from gaining growth.
"At this rate of advance, in three months, we will be able to breach the pollution belt along the east-west line and directly reach the lair."
Mo Zhenting tapped his finger on the table.
He could stay in Heng Province New Star for another three months.
Next, he would go to the Military Department to undergo the "review period" for the charge of army commander.
The Governor’s Mansion convened an emergency meeting, with Feng Wuyang personally attending.
Holographic projections showed a sheet of glass-like scorched earth on the battlefield.
"Repelling the disaster of the Fourth Order, boosting the morale of the army on the Western Front."
Feng Wuyang quietly observed the straight figure kneeling with a sword, softly said:
"Lieutenant Qin deserves to be recognized and decorated."
The attendees of the emergency meeting unanimously raised their hands in agreement, and no one objected.
This was a decisive victory beyond any doubt.
The Western Front advanced eighteen hundred meters in one day, sweeping through two nests in the polluted zone.
Lieutenant Qin, as the first meritorious contributor, rightfully deserved recognition and decoration.
Despite him being overly young and having a shallow background, this is the beauty of war.
It could create a ladder for countless young soldiers to advance, breaking the barriers and obstacles insurmountable in peaceful times, stepping into a new level.
This is also why Heng Province New Star does not resist the Great Pioneer Movement.
"According to the ’Dongxia Hero Act,’ such military achievement deserves the honor being awarded the ’First-Class Combat Hero’ honor and the ’Star Sea Grand Medal.’
The participants frankly stated.
"I will personally grant him the medal."
A sound of inhalation spread through the conference room.
Being so young to be personally awarded the First-Class Combat Hero honor by the governor, as well as being granted the highly significant Star Sea Grand Medal.
The future of that Lieutenant Qin can be described as almost infinitely bright.
Aboard the Kirov airship, Long Qiuyuan was frantically bandaging Qin Shi’s wounds.
As a senior expert of Xuyang Heavy Industry, logically, Long Qiuyuan shouldn’t be so amateurish.
But there was no choice, the injuries Qin Shi sustained were quite bizarre, beyond Long Qiuyuan’s understanding.
With his upper body bare, having removed the coat and stiff military uniform, Qin Shi’s skin exhibited a crimson hue.
Snakelike thin lines climbed and coiled, spreading over his waist, abdomen, and torso, like strange flowers in full bloom.
"It’s not a big issue."
Qin Shi turned his back to Long Qiuyuan, maintaining steady breathing.
"The traits of the Fourth Order disaster are indeed strong enough.
Parts of my flesh are affected by ’activation’ and are continuously absorbing my life force."
Long Qiuyuan wanted to say, Boss, how could you speak of such a matter with such a casual tone?
It was as if he had just caught a minor cold and was telling himself it was activating his immune system.
"I’ve already stepped into the Specialized Level Fourth Rank, my domain has become more solid, and the traits of the Extraordinary Body are even stronger.
Therefore, Blood River Typhon can only ’activate’ a part of my body."
Qin Shi raised his hand, a wisp of pure white flame danced on his fingertips, the afterglow of [Holy Breath].
Feeling the completely new power circulation within:
The white-gold blazing sun rotated slowly in his Dantian, each turn refining his life force once;
The void ripples in his spiritual world rose and fell like breathing, filtering impurities;
And the power of Holy Breath coursing through it accelerated this process like a catalyst.
The imagined path seemed to have been tread by him.
"It is because of my breakthrough during the battle that I wasn’t turned into a grotesque monster by the Blood River Typhon and then used as nourishment."
Long Qiuyuan sternly said:
"While that Fourth Order disaster’s follower, the same imprint on you, Boss."
White-gold brilliance flickered in Qin Shi’s eyes:
"As long as the activation trait can’t ’consume’ me, it isn’t a serious matter.
I can regard this process of life force being absorbed as a special form of cultivation.
When I can completely erase the imprint left by Blood River Typhon, I might be able to stride into the Specialized Level Third Rank."
The boss truly is a cultivation fanatic.
Long Qiuyuan was helpless. Who in their right mind would still contemplate cultivation at this moment!
That’s an imprint left by a Fourth Order disaster’s follower.
Any slight mishap and inability to resist, the flesh would mutate, deepening self-pollution!
"I think the boss still needs a professional medical team."
Long Qiuyuan carefully wrapped the bandages around those "red areas," moving gently to avoid causing the boss pain.
Though Qin Shi spoke lightly of it, the process of having life force drawn out was akin to piercing nerves with a knife point, quite tormenting.
Qin Shi squinted his eyes, gazing at his palm, recalling the transformation of the dual-forge cultivation technique in the brink of life and death;
"Of course. Have the rear prepare high-energy nutrients for me, and plenty of them."
Long Qiuyuan indicated that the Western Front command wished to shove every strategic resource into the boss’s hands.
"The entire warzone’s communication channels exploded. At the moment when boss repelled Blood River Typhon.
As long as you ask, the logistics department will ensure you’re stuffed to the brim every day."
"I just completed a qualitative transformation, and now I do indeed need a quantitative change."
Qin Shi recalled what Old Qi had said:
A true strong person is defined not by how much power he possesses, but by how much he can refine himself through it.
Long Qiuyuan watched the visible pulse of vitality nearly swallowing his tongue in awe, curiously asked:
"Boss, your life force now is..."
"Around three hundred points,"
Qin Shi answered succinctly.
The real domain he had cultivated, that platinum sun blazing in the void, like an eternal light in a boundless darkness.
The battle wasn’t over yet. The next time he reached the front line, it might just be the final showdown.
He stared out the window at the advancing tide of steel, needing some rest before continuing to ’hunt.’
"Since the Blood River Typhon left its mark on my Extraordinary Body?
The boss sure has daring thoughts."