My portable grandfather refreshes every week

Chapter 316 Counterattack on Rongdu
In fact, it makes little difference whether Xue's Law and other members of the interstellar squadron who have completed their missions come to support the surface or not.

When 5332 managed to acquire hundreds of millions of fearless mechs with just a single sentence or a snippet, especially after all the mech soldiers began to be equipped with mechs weighing nearly 100,000 tons.

While it would be biased to measure them by their magical power, they are at least mid-to-high tier 4 beings when it comes to dealing with insects. They can rely on coordination and powerful firepower to overwhelm tier 5 insectoid warriors by sacrificing hundreds or thousands of mechs.

These Zerg players must have seen a ghost today; it's the first time they've ever seen their own side get overwhelmed by the enemy's massive army.

Therefore, after completing the plan against the Ninth Apostle, most of the members of the Star Squadron were able to free up their resources to support the Behemoth Star below.

As a result, the swarm, which was already unable to pass through the wall formed by the Dreadnoughts, continued to suffer indescribable heavy damage.

The moment Xue Dinglu and the young general arrived on this planet, the overall situation was already decided; their arrival or not would not have affected the battle.

Looking at the city reduced to scorched earth, Xue Dinglu fell silent.

"I'm going to help first. Although my abilities won't be of much use in this kind of large-scale battle, I might be able to save a few people." After saying that, the young general disappeared from the spot in an instant, teleporting away.

Xue Lude knew that the front line did not need someone like him who only had the strength of a near-4th rank, so he silently searched for survivors in the ruins.

The cursed blood transformed into bloodhounds, desperately searching for life in the ruins. The nearest hound reported the news, and Xue Luding immediately rushed over. However, when he arrived, he only saw two corpses, a man and a woman, lying in the artillery position.

They committed suicide, shot themselves, holding each other's hands, and finally, in despair, swallowed their own guns in this very place.

They did not exhibit any characteristics of behemoth transformation, nor did they possess behemoth serum. They appeared to be military cadets who had just joined the artillery unit and had been performing artillery duties on the rooftop of this building.

However, they ran out of ammunition, and the supply lines behind them couldn't keep up because the supply lines were cut off, while the swarm of insects was probably nearby.

So they seemed to want to die as humans. Inside the building, the young couple held hands and committed suicide by shooting themselves.

Furthermore, it appears that they committed suicide only an hour earlier, just before 5332 arrived to provide assistance.

The young couple died before dawn.

“Go find someone else…” Xue Dinglu said to the Bloodhound that had been formed from the cursed blood.

The bloodhound vanished from its spot in an instant.

Soon, more and more bloodhounds brought back reports, but to Xue's surprise, they were all corpses; not a single person was alive...

Some were human corpses, some seemed to have been half-turned into insects but they committed suicide before they were completely turned into insects, and others were in such a scattered state that even bloodhounds couldn't find any intact parts.

Xue silently collected the corpses one by one.

He wanted to find survivors, anyone, as long as they had a breath left. Whoever they were, as long as they were alive, he could forcibly transfer all their injuries to himself using the cursed blood.

But after more than ten minutes, neither he nor the bloodhound encountered any other living person.

The distant battlefield was ablaze with flames, and the effects of various spells were on display. But when Xue Dinglu saw this desolate city, he suddenly didn't know what he should do or what he could do.

Suddenly, a bloodhound relayed an urgent message: it had spotted a living person!

He rushed over immediately, only to find himself surrounded by two familiar children.

Ronald... and Yunxing...

Yun Xing was completely unconscious at this point, appearing to be breathing more in than out. Ronald's condition was also extremely poor; his muscles seemed to be dissolving, and he was in a semi-conscious state. Upon seeing Xue Dinglu, he seemed to think he was dreaming and could only manage to stammer, "Teacher......"

Xue Dinglu immediately came to Yun Xing's side and probed with the cursed blood. Yun Xing's heart had stopped beating. In this battle, he had used the super beast serum for the third time. The enormous burden had completely overwhelmed his heart and other organs.

Fortunately, he was not brain dead.

Without saying a word, Xue Dinglu used the cursed blood, and instantly the pain of muscle dissolution and organ overload was transferred to him.

Yunxing was out of danger, but he seemed to have fallen asleep due to prolonged lack of oxygen.

Ronald was in slightly better condition; he could at least speak a few words. After Xue Luding used the cursed blood to restore him, he also fell into a deep coma.

"Sorry, teacher, you're late..." Xue Dinglu said, looking at the city that had been almost completely razed to the ground. There must be more survivors here, there must be...

……

As the sun set, the battle seemed to be over.

In space, the Swarm's Queen eventually died amidst the constant appearance of Dreadnoughts, although the Dreadnoughts, dressed as Scorched Earth mechs, also lost nearly ten thousand mechs in their efforts to kill her.

However, the swarm was completely overwhelmed by the vast and endless number of mechs.

Finally, in the flames, they turned into cosmic dust, their bodies and ashes completely incinerated by the near-10,000-degree scorched earth flamethrower.

This is the weapon that the Dreadnoughts created during their long battle with the swarms, the most suitable for killing the insects. Even though the surface of the sun is only about 6000 degrees Celsius, they can use special magical technology to mass-produce seas of fire with temperatures of nearly 10,000 degrees Celsius.

These fires can even last for hours. As long as their energy and fuel are not exhausted, they will continue to burn. The flames, like maggots clinging to bones, will stick to organic matter and burn incessantly until everything is burned away.

Only at this temperature will the insect swarm's corpses decompose, preventing the pollution and distortion from affecting the earth's surface.

The so-called Scorched Earth Project involves burning away all traces of the insect swarms across the entire planet with flames, breaking them down into their most primitive structures in the fire.

Insect eggs, insect corpses, slime, and everything else are purified in the flames, and the entire surface is also burned with a layer of obsidian and glass.

This was the best, even the most permanent, way they found to clear out the swarm.

This method, though cruel, is highly efficient, unlike the previous Xue's Law, which required using "Century Annihilation" to wipe out the traces of the Zerg.

At this moment, the battle is basically over. The swarm of insects in this world has been blocked at the teleportation gate and can no longer come over.

However, there may still be many Zerg swarms that have slipped through the net. All of those Zerg have been marked by the world's consciousness, which directly transmits the information to the nearest Dreadnought mechs. Upon receiving the intelligence about the Zerg swarms, these mechs immediately head to the destination without the slightest hesitation.

The planes that flew in the sky again were not bombers, but transport planes and rescue helicopters that airdropped various supplies.

Xue Lude silently looked at the people he had rescued...

Only a few hundred people were rescued from the ruins of the entire West Sea City. They were all children who had exhausted their energy after the behemoth's power went berserk and were lying on the ground waiting to die, as well as a small number of soldiers from the Freedom Curtain.

However, many people cannot survive until Xue's Law provides a rescue.

At this moment, the people on the distant front returned. Apart from the Dreadnoughts, only a few thousand people returned, and nearly half of them were soldiers of the Hell Vanguard Army. All of the thousands of people were wounded, and many of them were barely breathing.

Xue Ludao used the cursed blood to transfer all the pain and injuries onto himself one by one. He had repeated this process hundreds of times, and now he was just repeating it thousands more times.

Each time the side effects of the accumulated cursed blood became unbearable for his body, an extremely powerful energy would suddenly be injected into his body, helping him to share the cost of the cursed blood.

The World Consciousness seemed to be approaching Xue's Law very cautiously. This time, it didn't even take the initiative to step forward, but instead silently helped Xue's Law, like an abandoned little rabbit, just quietly helping without disturbing his work.

This made it possible for Xue to start treating those who were completely incapacitated, one by one, despite the difficult rescue process.

Although Xue's law is a notorious truant in medical studies, he seems to have learned something in disaster medicine. In such cases, those who can still cry out and breathe are generally not in serious trouble.

Those with weak breathing or wide-open eyes are the ones whose life is truly fading and who are about to enter brain death.

He has a major called "Post-Disaster Emergency Care," which was created in response to this need.

The other people around who were barely able to move also cooperated with Xue's law. After several hours of fighting for their lives, in the end, none of the thousands died.

In the worst-case scenario, a soldier was close to brain death but was saved by the cursed blood's healing power, which was like a ghost chasing its soul. Unfortunately, his brain had already suffered irreversible damage.

The cursed blood can only heal the body on a physical level, but this kind of damage to the spirit and soul is something even Xue Dinglu cannot cure. He could only shake his head silently, hoping that he could pull through.

At this moment, some of the less seriously injured seemed to have woken up. They saw their comrades beside them and embraced them with tears of joy.

Cheers and cries seemed to fill the camp; they had won, finally won...

However, of the million-strong army, only a few thousand remained, including tens of thousands of soldiers from the Freedom Iron Curtain, as well as soldiers, workers, students, and teachers from the Behemoth Star who had come to fight...

At this moment, only they remained...

There may be a few thousand Freedom Curtain personnel in space, but even if you add them all up, the total number of Freedom Curtain personnel is no more than ten thousand.

But they still won.

As the sun set, everyone cried and cheered, celebrating this hard-won victory and thanking their comrades-in-arms for their support.

5332 arrived beside Xue Luding. One of his arms was severed, sparks flying from it, and his chest was almost pierced through; the insect's giant claws seemed to have nearly hit its core. But 5332 survived. It came to Xue Luding's side and said, "Brother, we've achieved a partial victory."

"Yes, we won," Xue Dinglu added.

“But the war is not over yet. After a day of rest, we are prepared to help the people of the Iron Curtain reclaim their homeland,” 5332 said.

"Although their home planet has over ten billion insect swarms, several times the number on Colony Star 3, it doesn't matter. We can definitely wipe them all out..." it said, but its mood quickly turned somber. "However, even if we clear out the insect swarms, that planet will likely be reduced to scorched earth, and it will take hundreds of years to recover..."

“No, leave this to me. You all do the work, turn the surface over there into scorched earth, and leave the rest to me. Just give me seven days.” Xue Dinglu smiled and gave a thumbs up. “I can bring that world back to life in seven days.”

5332 was taken aback, but it also imitated Xue's gesture, extending its thumb. However, this action was a bit difficult for it, as its body had seven fingers.

The two sat together watching the sunset and the hard-won airdropped supplies in the distance. Despite being on ruins, they held a celebration banquet, using the self-heating hot pot and purified water from the airdrop for a simple yet sumptuous dinner.

Seeing the people with tears in their eyes, Xue Dinglu finally seemed to smile. The 40-meter-tall 5332 machine sat with him, watching the sunset gradually fade away.

"Brother Xue, I may have to leave for a while. After all, my mech is severely damaged and needs to be replaced with a new one," 5332 said.

"Hmm." Xue Dinglu didn't say anything more.

As the sun set, 5332 limped away, clutching a nearly shattered core in its hand.

This is the core of 9119. In a desperate battle with a Zerg warrior, 9119, a former comrade and later enemy, shielded him from a fatal tail spike, but its more than ten-ton upper body was completely crushed.

Even superalloys cannot withstand a casual strike from a Zerg soldier.

After killing the warrior, 5332, who had lost an arm, struggled to retrieve the core from the wreckage of 9119. Unfortunately, the core was damaged, and all the circuits and wiring inside were rendered unusable.

On the other hand, it seems to have been lucky. The inscriptions that filled 9119's data were not seriously damaged. Combined with the previous backup, 9119 does not seem to be dead.

In the ensuing battle, it placed the core of 9119 together with its own core, desperately protecting the area until now, when it finally breathed a sigh of relief.

5332 smiled, opened the portal, and tightly protected the core in his hand, saying, "Old friend, let's go home..."

……

The following day, almost all of the wounded who had been treated by Xue Dinglu woke up. With the supply lines reopened, medical and logistical personnel were able to reach Xihai City. The few remaining unconscious individuals also received the best possible treatment and observation.

Even by this time, Ronald had already woken up and was able to move normally. Yun Xing had also woken up, but his injuries were more severe. Even though he had been healed, his nerves were damaged, and he seemed to be experiencing some difficulties adapting to his body. He could barely get up and move around, and his limbs were extremely uncoordinated and moved independently.

A professional neurosurgeon examined him and found nothing seriously wrong, but he needs rehabilitation exercises to resume normal activities. The rehabilitation period could range from several months to several years, meaning that he will be unable to participate in the remaining pursuit and counterattack.

After all, when Xue Dinglu met him, the child was almost brain dead. Now he only has neurological incoordination, which is a stroke of good luck amidst misfortune.

“Teacher…” Ronald looked at Xue Dinglu, he struggled to get up, and spoke as if he had a thousand words to say, but when he was about to open his mouth, he could not say anything.

“You’ve grown up, and so has Yunxing. You’re both good kids.” Xue Dinglu smiled and gestured for him to lie down and rest.

Even though the cursed blood has almost healed all his injuries, the damage to his mind and soul is irreversible. Although Ronald's condition will be much better, he may still suffer from the same aftereffects as Yunxing.

Upon hearing Xue's words, for some reason, this boy, who had lost his parents at a young age and lived under the roof of others, cried. In his mind, Xue was actually the same kind of person as his father.

Upon hearing Xue's words, he felt as if he were a hapless child being encouraged by his father. He tried to hold back his embarrassment, but tears kept flowing from the corners of his eyes and nose.

"Get some rest, leave the rest to me." Xue Dinglu patted him on the shoulder.

This time, Ronald wasn't as agitated as before. He lay on the hospital bed in the temporary tent, next to Yunxing's bed. Although Yunxing couldn't get out of bed or speak, he was conscious and could turn his head slightly.

Ronald kept telling Schröding about the changes in the world after he left, including the establishment of the parliamentary system, Yun Xing becoming a member of parliament and the commander-in-chief of the giant beast army, his taking over the magic academy and starting to train children who could use magic rings, and his senior sister going behind the scenes to become an expert in researching super beast serum...

He seemed to want to recount all the changes that had occurred during this period and the growth of himself and his group, even though he was clumsy with words and spoke in a rambling manner. He even felt an urge to slap himself.

However, Xue listened very attentively, responding from time to time to indicate that he was listening.

After a long while, he finally finished speaking.

Xue Dinglu smiled and said again, "You have all done a great job. Although you are still a bit inexperienced, you have grown to a point that would make your teachers proud."

Encouraged by Xue's rule, Yun Xing seemed to want to get up, but Xue stopped her.

He was actually quite afraid that after he left, these three kids would turn into otherworldly versions of Hiruzen Sarutobi and Danzo Shimura...

Then he would really have no choice but to clean house while "dreaming of the past and still shedding tears".

But the children did not disappoint him, and may even have far exceeded his expectations. Ronald became a teacher, and even though he was not supposed to participate in the war, he turned into a super beast and carried several containers to provide support after learning that the supply line was cut off.

Yunxing far exceeded his expectations, holding out until the arrival of the Dreadnought's support, which turned the tide of the battle.

"Get some rest... The teacher will handle everything." After saying this, Xue Dinglu prepared to leave the tent.

“Teacher!” Ronald roared.

"Anything else?"

"After the war ends, I will marry my fiancée, and my senior brother has also promised his family's young lady that if he can return alive, he will marry her. Would you like to attend the wedding? Given my status as my senior brother's father..." The loser became less and less confident as he spoke, and his head drooped.

Yun Xing even tried to stand up, and it was clear that he wanted to say something, but because he had almost suffered brain death and his mind and soul were damaged, he couldn't speak.

Xue Law: "..."

Although it's a bit inappropriate, and the current environment isn't suitable for this conversation, Xue Law still wants to say that you two said "we'll go back and get married after the war" when you went to the front lines, right?
No wonder Xue Dinglu found them both in more serious condition than the other. If Xue Dinglu hadn't provided timely treatment, the best outcome would probably have been one death and the other paralysis.

Who taught them to frantically plant flags on their backs when they went to the front lines? Did they want to die even faster?
"After the war is over? Then I'll go." However, Xue Dinglu still agreed to this small request.

"By the way, don't say such unlucky things again..." He gave a final reminder, and then left the wounded soldiers' camp amidst Ronald's wave and Yun Xing's tilted head.

In the distance, nearly a hundred million fearless mechs were gathered here. As far as the eye could see, the mountains and fields were filled with a torrent of steel, like an ocean.

Even though the remaining forces of the Beast Star and the Free Iron Curtain are not many, the Beast Army and Free Iron Curtain soldiers who have just recovered from their injuries are preparing to launch a counterattack against the Super Iron Curtain.

Xue Law also received news from the interstellar column that the Ninth Apostle had died. Even though he had been cut in half and the entire subspace had been temporarily rendered unusable by Xue Law's consciousness space, the Ninth Apostle still persisted in fighting for dozens of hours.

Finally, not long ago, they managed to wear down the apostle.

His upper body was recovered by the interstellar fleet, a fact that Xue's Law did not mention.

After all, the battle against the Ninth Apostle was entirely fought by the Starship Corps; he merely provided crucial control.

He didn't know what kind of turmoil would occur at the next Mist Council meeting, but he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Despite being the weakest member of the entire Mist Council, and having been drained of its life force several times before this battle, even having traded away its two heirloom fruits for support from the Zerg.

Even in this situation, the Starfleet still had to besiege it for over a hundred hours before finally killing it, and that was only after it was cut in half midway through.

This did not cause Xue to look down on the other apostles; on the contrary, he began to value them even more.

If even the weakest of the Ninth Apostles is like this, what about the stronger Apostles?

For example, the Sixth Apostle, the insect god who has already taken human form?

And what about the Fourth Apostle, the target of the dragons' and mind flayers' revenge?

Xue Dinglu didn't know; he couldn't imagine just how powerful those apostles were.

He even doubted that even if the Starfleet's elite forces were deployed in full force, they might not be able to defeat a Duke-level Apostle.

But there's no need to worry about these things now. He will grow, and given time, even without consuming the fruit, he is confident he can catch up with the apostles ahead.

In the distance, the portal connecting to the Super Iron Curtain was wide open. The Ninth Apostle had originally planned to take the entire Super Iron Curtain swarm with him and escape. His death was certainly the best outcome, but it also left behind this hidden danger.

A planet teeming with over ten billion insect swarms.

However, the Starfleet had the resources to help this time, and they also had the assistance of the Dreadnoughts.

The portal expands, and the great counterattack begins.

Target: Rongdu, the super iron curtain capital!
A swarm of insects? We'll make sure they never return!

(End of this chapter)