Chapter 42: Another One About to Die
Hong Que couldn’t care less about eating. He rushed back to the rest area and messaged Xie Qiang.
Hong Que: [Xie Qiang! Come to the battlefield base immediately!]
Hong Que: [Let Mo Yin bring you!]
Xie Qiang had just finished eating and was curled up in bed reading a book. Seeing the message, she couldn’t help replying: [Did something happen?]
Hong Que: [Something big happened! A life-threatening big matter!]
My brother fell in love with you! He fell in love with you!
Xie Qiangās small face changed expression instantly. She scrambled out of bed, forgetting to wear slippers, and rushed to the door. “Mo Yin! Bad news! Sen Ji might have gone manic!”
For Hong Que to be so panicked, it obviously wasn’t a small matter. And since he specifically asked for her, Xie Qiang could only think of one possibilityāan SSS-class Sentinel going manic, bringing internal danger to everyone on the battlefield.
“We’re going to the battlefield base!”
Xie Qiang pulled the medical kit from under the coffee table, quickly slung it on her back, remembered something, rushed back to the bedroom, and fished out the Vermilion Bird gun from under the pillow.
Only then did she return to the door and nimbly climbed onto Mo Yinās back. “Go!”
Mo Yin didn’t say a word, carrying Xie Qiang and leaving.
Unexpectedly, just as they went out, they ran into Jiang Qingwan coming to find Xie Qiang.
“You two…” Jiang Qingwan looked at the two in surprise. Her gaze paused slightly on the tooth mark on Mo Yinās face, then moved to Xie Qiangās face. “Where are you going?”
Seeing her, Xie Qiang was annoyed at her carelessness.
Almost forgot to bring the female lead.
That day, the female lead expressing pity for Qi Feng, who assassinated her, made Xie Qiang realize suddenly that the female lead had too much trust in Sentinels.
This isn’t a good phenomenon; need to find a chance to make her more vigilant.
“Do you need something?” Xie Qiang asked with a calm face.
“I heard Guide resources on the battlefield are a bit tight, so I wanted to persuade Your Highness to go.”
Jiang Qingwanās soft, bright eyes gazed at Xie Qiang, speaking gently, “The Princess is an S-class Guide; going there will surely relieve a lot of pressure on the battlefield.”
“Mm, I was just going.” Xie Qiangās small face remained cold.
“Great!” Jiang Qingwan looked straight at Xie Qiang, eyes shining. “Your Highness, take me with you!”
Xie Qiang pondered slightly, pretending to be unwilling. “You don’t have the ability to protect yourself…”
“Is the Princess despising me for being useless?” Jiang Qingwan showed a hurt expression. She smiled bitterly and lowered her head. After adjusting her emotions, she looked up firmly at Xie Qiang. “I know a little medical knowledge. If some Guides get injured on the battlefield, I can treat them with medicine from the kit.”
Xie Qiang gave a “mm,” pretending to be persuaded, took off the medical kit from her back, and handed it to Jiang Qingwan. “Fine, but pay attention to safety. Ask Sen Ji to arrange a personal guard for you.”
Jiang Qingwan took the medical kit, revealing a smile as warm and gentle as a spring breeze. “Okay, thank you, Your Highness.”
“Let’s go.”
Xie Qiang patted Mo Yinās shoulder. “We’ll take Guide Jiang along.”
Take along?
Mo Yin looked at Jiang Qingwan carrying the medical kit. Sensing his gaze, Jiang Qingwan couldn’t help raising her lips, smiling. “The situation is urgent; I’ll trouble Sentinel Mo to carry me over.”
Mo Yin raised his hand, bypassed the side of her neck, and grabbed her back collar.
The next second, he galloped through the corridor like a prairie wolf, dragging Jiang Qingwan floating in mid-air like a kite.
Jiang Qingwan: …
Xie Qiangās eyelid twitched in fright: “Mo Yinā”
Don’t treat girls so rudely!
Jiang Qingwan: “Hahaha…”
Jiang Qingwan felt she had been dead for a while. She forced a smile. “No harm… Sentinel Mo is truly unconventional.”
Xie Qiang looked at the red marks on Jiang Qingwanās neck from being grabbed, her eyelid twitching even more violently.
Don’t force the praise, sister! You look like you’re really about to die!
Fortunately, the flight zone wasn’t far. Soon, the three boarded the flight pod and flew toward the battlefield base.
“Stupid bird, Zerg raided again, let’s go!”
In the corridor, Cang Jiu shouted from afar and hurried toward the command room. Inside the rest area, Hong Que hurriedly put down his optical computer, strode out of the room, and rushed to the battlefield.
These Zerg are really annoying, coming wave after wave. Yet with their current combat power, they can’t assemble a clearing team capable of thoroughly destroying the Third War Zone’s wormhole.
Ultimately, almost all A-class Sentinels in the Third War Zone have mania levels above 70%. They simply don’t meet the requirements for destroying a wormhole: “mania below 20% and at least 50 A-class Guides as backup.”
Even adding up all A-class Guides from several major war zones, there might not be 50!
“Damn it, these Zerg are annoying enough. Fast reproduction is one thing, but 108 in one clutch is too much!”
Hong Que cursed as he pulled out the Vermilion Bird gun, shot a lunging Zerg dead, and joined the battlefield.
The battle this time was stuck in a stalemate. The Zerg seemed to sense some delicious food. Even if burned to ashes by Hong Queās Vermilion Bird fire, which specifically countered Zerg, they swarmed toward the base like moths to a flame.
Sentinels resisted with all their might. Their ears were filled with the annoying noise of Zerg wings flapping and shrieking. Explosions, screams, and tearing sounds stimulated the sensitive auditory systems in their ears, making them irritable and constantly surging with the desire to destroy everything.
Days of exhausting warfare eroded their already fragile will. Soon, Sentinels covered their heads that felt about to explode, emitting painful roars. “Ahā!”
“Sentinel 3746, leave the battlefield immediately, wait for purification!”
“Sentinel 6836, leave the battlefield immediately, wait for purification!”
“Sentinel 9573, leave the battlefield immediately, wait for purification!”
“…Sentinel, leave immediately…”
Inside the communicator, Sen Jiās calm and composed voice sounded, notifying A-class Sentinels on the verge of mania to exit the battlefield one by one.
“Sentinel 5277, leave immediately…”
“I won’t!”
Interrupted, inside the command room, the blond man in a black and gold commander uniform paused slightly. His slender fingers brushed over the light screen in front of him, finding this Sentinel’s name. “Shao Bo, exit the battlefield immediately, wait for purification.”
“Wait, wait, you only know how to say wait! How many A-class Sentinels have returned to the battlefield in the past two days?!”
Shao Bo was killing red-eyed, his tone intense. “The purification speed of A-class Guides can no longer cope with the speed of Sentinel mania! The battle situation will only get harder. Once all A-class Sentinels retreat, if the Zerg don’t stop invading, we will all die!”
“And our Princess and Commanderāone refuses to purify Sentinels, one turtles inside the command room daring not to show his head!”
He roared angrily, “Being loyal to such leaders, I might as well die on the battlefield!”
Sen Ji was silent for a while before speaking slowly, “Based on the battle situation, I will apply for support from other war zones.”
The Insect King has moved, implying the Zerg Queen is watching behind the scenes. He cannot act, otherwise the Zerg Queen will definitely be alerted.
In two hundred years of war, he and the Zerg Queen reached a tacit rule: once one side joins a key battle, the other will inevitably appear.
And once the Zerg Queen appears, unless he is in peak condition to counter, the Sentinels and Guides of the entire Third War Zone will die without a burial place.
Thinking of that girl with the gentle smile, Sen Jiās brows moved slightly, generating an emotion of not wanting her to die.
“As for the Princess, according to Imperial law, as a rare S-class Guide, she has the right to choose whether to enter the battlefield…”
“Heh.” Inside the communicator came Shao Boās light scoff.
The once vibrant voice was now wrapped in undissolvable sorrow and unwillingness crushed by reality. “This is our Empire’s hero, the Empire’s heir! The Third War Zone, in the end, won’t wait for its Star Interstellar Goddess…”
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