Cosmic Demon

Chapter 287 The war machine is in motion, a new star is rising!

Wu Yong remained silent, his feelings a complex mix.

He was prepared to sacrifice his future and everything else for his sense of justice, but Mo Zhenting refuted him mercilessly.

“Young people are often full of fantasies, thinking that big shots are cold-blooded and gloomy, that the lower class is oppressed and treated like consumables that are used and then discarded, and that the whole world is like a dark forest where they need to shine, make their voices heard.”

Mo Zhenting remained expressionless, but his tone was extremely sarcastic, causing Wu Yong to lower his head in shame.

"I acknowledge your sense of justice and your determination to uphold the honor of the Seventh Legion. But that doesn't mean you're without fault; a subordinate reporting their superior is a breach of boundaries."

If this news gets out, it will sow a seed of doubt within my Wind Scythe Legion, a potential source of division. Therefore, you will also be punished.

Can you accept this?

Mo Zhenting was like a towering boulder standing on a vast plain, his life force surging steadily and profoundly, unshakeable.

Wu Yong pursed his lips, his eyes resolute:
"Reporting to the Division Commander! Wu Yong, a soldier of the 7th Battle Regiment's Wind Scythe Order, is willing to accept any punishment! No objections whatsoever!"

A ripple finally appeared in Mo Zhenting's calm eyes, and he lightly tapped his fingers on the table.

"Hella, write this down."

The energy-saving lights in the operations room dimmed suddenly, and the interplay of light revealed the beautiful face of Hera, her hands clasped and placed flat on her lower abdomen.

"Record complete."

Mo Zhenting nodded.

The punishment for Wu Yong was subsequently announced.

"You will be expelled from the Wind Scythe Army and will no longer be part of my guard."

Wu Yong's face paled slightly. Being kicked out of the ranks of the army was a great humiliation for any new recruit.

Moreover, he has come a long way, graduating from military academy and working hard for a long time, passing through numerous selection processes to get to where he is today.

The sudden return to square one is a profound loss and pain, which goes without saying.

"I'm willing to accept it."

Wu Yong took a deep breath and answered.

"You will be transferred to fleet logistics and placed under observation."

Mo Zhenting continued.

Wu Yong still chose to nod.

The observation period is commonly known as the "cold bench".

For new recruits who have made serious mistakes but are not matters of principle, the combat group will choose to put them on the "observation list" and then send them to the backyard departments, such as logistics and aircraft maintenance, where there are many tasks but few opportunities for promotion.

It may seem like a very humane approach, but in reality, many soldiers who are placed on the "observation list" will find it difficult to return to their original positions for the rest of their lives.

The battle group is never short of promising talents; any vacancy will be filled immediately.

"Go out."

After making the announcement, Mo Zhenting issued an order to leave.

"I apologize for my recklessness and skepticism."

Before leaving the operations room, Wu Yong said the following.

Although he felt relieved, Mo Zhenting was the common idol of the Wind Scythe Army. Everyone had heartfelt admiration and worship for this "highest-ranking officer" who rose from a rising star in Hengzhou to a key military official and even had the potential to become the leader of the battle group.

Compared to being exiled and kicked out of the Wind Scythe Army, Wu Yong was even more unwilling to believe that Commander Mo, whom he had once regarded as a role model, was a despicable and shameless "villain."

The pain of having his inner shining image destroyed and tainted was far more unbearable than the bleakness of his future.

pat.

The door was closed.

Mo Zhenting looked up, seemingly lost in thought.

Hera, who acted as a third party to complete the "notarization," suddenly asked:

"You'll transfer him back, won't you?"

Mo Zhenting nodded and continued:
"Of course. The Sequence Army needs such promising talents who are full of a sense of justice and unafraid of authority. They are the future of Dongxia and the backbone of the military."

Hera smiled.

Even though as an active consciousness, one shouldn't possess too many emotions, Hera had to admit that this commander of the Seventh Legion was indeed full of personal charm.

"Let him remain silent for a while. Every general has to endure years of obscurity when he was still a common soldier."

Mo Zhenting's gaze was deep and meaningful:

"As long as you can persevere, you will surely soar to great heights."

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In the office building of the Yellow Springs Training Camp, Qin Shi sat cross-legged in a specially set-up meditation room, his spiritual body resonating deeply with the real atmosphere condensed in the field.

The bright, white-gold sun shone forth, its life force surging like towering waves, washing over every corner of the spacious room.

"Body and mind merge, and the extraordinary begins to emerge."

Qin Shi experienced an unprecedented and wondrous feeling. He felt as if he were at the very center of the universe, with infinite dimensions and infinite dimensions opening up layer by layer. His mental power was like a giant net, capturing energy factors.

"It felt like swimming in the deep sea, pitch black and boundless, with heavy water pressure, making my limbs feel incredibly stiff and resistant."

Qin Shi's forehead was burning hot, as if a vertical eye had opened. He saw large, shimmering, and moving specks of light beneath the thick, inky ocean.

The vast net of the mind unfolds, capturing points of light, whether it be a burst of flames, a thunderous strike, or a hurricane, all these elements temper the spirit and forge the body.

This cultivation process involves both mental and physical refinement.

"I have benefited greatly from the experience of Lao Qi and Lao He, the two predecessors."

Qin Shi smiled, his face serene. The "One Path Through the Ages" and the "Void Meditation Method" blended and verified each other, and he truly discovered a brand new path.

"Thanks to the advantages of the inner landscape and the markings of the four pillars, the risks of my travels through the Netherworld have been greatly reduced."

The mind resonates, the field echoes, and as the frequency, amplitude, and scope of the life force fluctuations increase, the space becomes like a kaleidoscope, endlessly rotating in layers.

Like a torrent, energy surged forth from it, displaying a magnificent momentum, and continuously poured down.

Qin Shi felt refreshed and relaxed. After three days of reflection, his vitality once again condensed at a high concentration, increasing by a small amount.

The blazing white-gold sun grew ever deeper, as if it were embedding itself into the void.

Like a line drawing, it is gradually filled in with color and details, becoming more and more realistic. It is just a little bit away from completely erasing the illusion and descending into the material universe.

"Progress motivates people to work hard, and rewards encourage diligence."

Qin Shi thought to himself.

If Fu Lei or Yao Guodong of Baiyang Fortress City knew about his terrifying cultivation speed, they would probably be even more unwilling to let go.

The more precious something is, the less willing you are to take it out.

If it were to fall and break, I would be heartbroken.

That's why they found it unbelievable that the Governor's Office would send such a promising young man to the front lines.

That truly demonstrates a grand vision and great ambition!
It's important to understand that after reaching the professional level of 5th dan, every step forward is extremely valuable.

Qin Shi's cultivation efficiency is completely beyond common sense.

If given sufficient conditions to develop, perhaps the western front could produce another invincible young general!

"The vitality curve is rising, but the characteristics have not been improved much, and the field has not reached the 'real' critical point."

Three hours later, Qin Shi finished his cultivation process. The layers upon layers of infinite dimensions closed and the white-gold sun gradually dimmed.

The meditation room returned to calm.

"The afterimage crystal still has one more chance, but the spiritual imprints of Lao Qi and Lao He will dissipate. We must settle down and wait until we break through to the second stage or the first stage before seeking their guidance."

Qin Shi pondered, the urge to fight was becoming increasingly difficult to suppress. He had to confront a formidable opponent of high strength to shake the perfect core of the field.

"No one who successfully creates an account doesn't hone their skills in the arena."

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At the other end of the office building, Fu Lei put down the microphone, his face grave.

"What's going on? Is Fortified City trying to poach your instructor, Qin, and transfer him away?"

Song Xing, who was watering the potted plants, asked.

As batches of new recruits arrived, the Yellow Springs Training Camp was bustling with activity. Veteran recruits led the new recruits, expending their energy every day until they were so exhausted they wanted nothing more than to lie down and sleep.

This actually made things much easier for Song Xing, and he even had the leisure to tend to the green plants.

"The bugle call has sounded on the western front."

Fu Lei said in a deep voice.

Three days later, the new recruits set off and the battlefield advanced.

Song Xing was stunned. By the time he came to his senses, the watering can was empty, and the water had even submerged the flowerpot.

He had mixed feelings. Although he knew this day would come sooner or later, the moment he heard it, it still felt sudden.

"The fight is finally about to begin."

Song Xing sighed, glancing at the potted plant with a pained expression:
"It's a pity that I just started to take good care of my plants. Sigh."

Then he turned to Fu Lei and said:

"Let's keep the cafeteria open and provide food. Don't let these newbies go hungry. We can also organize some activities tonight."

Fu Lei grinned and said:

"Old Song, you're making it sound like you're heading to the guillotine. This newbie has worked so hard for so long, just to flap his wings a couple of times and see if he can take flight, right? Cheer up."

Song Xing shook his head. He didn't have Fu Lei's mature mindset. Those kids were just starting to look decent when they were about to face the most severe test.

This failure is not just a matter of losing points; it could cost us our lives.

"By the way, there are also arrangements made for Xiao Qin in Fortress City."

Fu Lei added.

"What does the commander think?"

Song Xing was not surprised. Instructor Qin's talent was outstanding and his combat power was amazing. It would be a waste to throw him into the big battlefield.

"Special medical, logistics, and rescue teams were assigned and specially formed into a spearhead company to carry out surprise attack missions."

Fu Lei said.

"Reasonable."

Song Xing nodded.

Large-scale battlefield situations change rapidly. An individual placed within a massive, well-functioning machine will have negligible influence unless they possess overwhelming and terrifying strength.

Therefore, every master-level expert at the general level should be treated as the core and the team should be built around them in order to maximize their effectiveness.

"A new star is about to rise."

Song Xing sighed:

"We were fortunate enough to witness the sun shining brightly in the sky."

Fu Lei laughed:

"Not only that. I remember several army commanders who were young warriors who participated in the war, became famous overnight, and showed their talents."

Song Xing then remembered that the most outstanding commanders of the major battle groups, such as Jiang Wanli and Han Qingyu, were also remarkable. One of them became a senior colonel at the age of twenty-two and swept across the battlefield, earning him the nickname "the military commander Qi Wuxiang". The other was equally impressive, winning first place in numerous martial arts competitions and leading the fleet to victory after victory, with frequent reports of good news.

"The battle group is a great melting pot; it is cruel, but it also forges truly brilliant generals."

Among the military's combat-oriented officers, there are very few examples of late bloomers.

Fu Lei didn't harbor any illusions that Instructor Qin could replicate the two army commanders, Jiang Wanli and Han Qingyu.

I'm really looking forward to seeing how far Qin can go after leaving the Yellow Springs Training Camp.

"We'll see."

Song Xing looked out the window; the dark clouds over the polluted area were as thick as steel walls.

When the war machine on the Western Front is in operation, will it be able to achieve victory and advance deep into enemy territory?

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The three days passed in the blink of an eye, without any grand ceremony or solemn speech.

The first batch of new recruits at the Yellow Springs Training Camp, just like when they arrived, rode in military trucks to the battlefield further ahead.

Gao Pao and Zhao Su were assigned to the same team. They sat side by side in the back carriage, the military green tarpaulin flapping and rattling in the wind.

The convoy had been traveling for a long time and was quite far from the Yellow Springs Training Camp.

"Do you think we'll ever see Brother Qin again?"

The man in the tall robe asked in a low voice.

"It's hard to say. New recruits usually fill in the gaps, build fortifications as the battle line advances, and then coordinate with the attack."

Zhao Su shook his head:
"A genius like Brother Qin would inevitably go deep into the rear if he were to carry out a mission."

The man in the tall robe leaned against the inside of the carriage, his eyes closed, and said:

"I really want to hear Brother Qin's good news spread throughout the western front, so we can brag about fighting alongside such a brilliant genius."

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"Ox and Horse Squad, reporting for duty, sir!"

As the new recruits from the three training camps gradually left Baiyang Fortress City, Qin Shi did not set off immediately.

He was busy with something else: receiving his "team members".

I have already reviewed the lists of the medical and logistics teams and written them down one by one.

This rescue team, however, looked very familiar!
"How did you two get in here?"

Qin Shi was surprised, as he had been out of contact with the cattle and horse squad since completing the exploration mission.

Seeing these familiar faces suddenly was quite a surprise.

"Xuyang Heavy Industry has signed a contract with the battle group and has an obligation to assist in defense."

"I'm a P9, boss! I got this position through a competitive selection process as a senior expert. I'm barely qualified to be your assistant!"

Long Qiuyuan's expression was obsequious and sycophantic, perfectly embodying the image of a workplace bootlicker.

To Qin Shi's dismay, it was a waste of her exquisite face with its mature and sophisticated charm and her stunningly long legs.

"Alright. I was planning to recruit you anyway."

Qin Shi remembered that the "Jaina" he had picked up from the Spider's Nest was still with the Ox-Horse Squad, including the portal that belonged to the anomalous item.

"That little guy was quite obedient and passed the review, and was determined to be a 'pet with low aggression'."

Long Qiuyuan replied.

"A pet?"

Qin Shi smiled. The human-faced spider's nest was destroyed, and a gap appeared in the contaminated zone.

He looked through the files provided by the Fortified City and found that the Nightbat, a branch of the Holy Blood Clan, had taken over the ecological niche of the Spider-Man.

"They possess the ability to fly, appear in large groups, and have the ability to evolve by sucking blood and paralyze with toxins. Their danger level is three stars."

Qin Shi closed the file, patted the outside of his thigh with it, and pondered for a moment before saying:
"How about this? It's worth three boxes of black medicine, plus three months' worth of supplies."

Long Qiuyuan lifted his leg, stomped down hard, heels together, and saluted:

"I'll listen to you, boss. Oh, no, I should call him 'Lieutenant Qin'!"

(End of this chapter)