I am the old, fiery-faced man from the senior department.

The girl turned around in surprise, tugging at his arm and looking around.

"When did you make your move?"

"It's just that the other party is impatient."

"It will behave itself for now."

"Should we... tell these kids?"

"No need."

"It's good to make them more vigilant. If they backed down this time, it will only be more troublesome next time they come."

Bai Zhou, holding Sui in his arms, left this place.

"Compared to external threats, at this stage... internal stability is more important."

after all……

Some stubborn troublemakers who are still hindering his grand plans have not yet been eliminated within the community.

Returning to the daily life of the fourteenth guard of Changyuan

As the clock hands moved toward [Ⅰ], Shang Yi woke up precisely on time.

The soldiers stationed at Changyuan no longer needed to wear full armor and clothing every morning when they woke up, unlike in their hometown. When they were transferred to Changyuan, all the soldiers were uniformly given "Yan Kingdom Standard Arcane Armor".

In recent years, this new material, Aoneng, has been widely used and deeply integrated into people's lives in Yan Country. Even ordinary people have several tools made with Aoneng in their homes.

Having served in the military, they began learning and mastering knowledge related to Olympiad energy from the very beginning of their service.

However, despite being familiar with it, he was still quite shocked when he acquired the armor set that Shang Yi was wearing, which was called "Yan Kingdom Changyuan Garrison Individual Armor, Version 3.0" and was entirely constructed of arcane energy.

This set of arcane armor can not only change the relevant parts according to the wearer's will to adapt to the environment, but also extend various weapons to kill enemies from the armor. It can also greatly enhance the wearer's strength, break the shackles of the race's innate abilities, and allow Liberi to wrestle with Vaivaan, match Kuranta in speed, have defenses that surpass rhinoceroses and turtles, and even truly fly like a bird.

The upgrade of the armor only requires incorporating the arcane data chip that records the new abilities into the armor to complete the upgrade to the next version.

After saying all that, Shang Yi just wanted to express one thing: "Our Great Yan is invincible!"

"Old Shang, you're in charge of the No. 2 defense platform in the East District today. Cheer up and try to fire as many shots as possible to make our Exorcist Battalion Commander proud."

"You're our battalion's sharpshooter, you can't let those outsiders, the Sakortas, outshine you in shooting."

His captain, the portly old man, was speaking to him with a stern face about today's mission.

"Without the captain saying anything more, I will definitely kill as many enemies as possible this time."

Mentioning this, Shang Yi immediately perked up, patting his chest and guaranteeing it to the captain.

"Good! That's the spirit of a man from Yanbei! Give those freaks a good beating!"

Seeing his confidence, the captain patted his shoulder with his big hand and laughed heartily, exuding the bold and forthright spirit of a man from Yanbei.

The character "Yi" in Shang Yi's name is taken from the name of a hero in the ancient Yan Kingdom. It is said that in that primitive era when the life and death of humans depended on the whims of the gods, a terrible calamity once occurred when ten suns appeared in the sky.

For some unknown reason, people angered an ancient god, who sent nine blazing, inextinguishable fireballs, as fiery as the sun, to hang high in the sky, vowing to scorch the entire earth.

Ten suns simultaneously emitted astonishing heat and blinding light, depriving the world of its life-sustaining water and mild nights. People struggled desperately under the terrifying power of the gods, whose wrath caused even other gods to suffer.

To stop the god from continuing his wicked ways, the other gods chose a warrior and bestowed upon him the crimson bow "Su Zeng" and ten arrows capable of destroying those "suns".

The era is too far removed, and the legend can only remain a legend.

How the hero Yi shot down the sun is now unknown, but his incredible archery skills still serve as a model for countless archers.

Shang Yi was no exception.

But times are changing, and today, people's definition of archery is also constantly changing with the advancement of technology.

Ten years ago it was bows and arrows, but now...

"Hey, Shang Yi, you're here."

As soon as you enter the defense platform, Sarkaz's iconic halo comes into view.

A Sarkaz named "Xiu" greeted him warmly. These Sarkaz were friendly forces from Laterano, and they had brought new weapons to the Changyuan defense platform.

The optimism of the Sakorta people also brought some joy to the otherwise dull and austere daily life in Changyuan.

"Shall we have a contest today to see who can score more points?"

He was referring to the fire control hub located inside the defense platform, from which various turrets on the outside of the defense platform can be manually controlled, transforming the free search and firing into precise manual point control.

The main reason is that those artificial intelligences don't know how to conserve ammunition. During the first round of alien invasion, the defense platform was still fully controlled by artificial intelligence. Although the saturation firepower coverage was exhilarating for all the soldiers in terms of both effect and visuals, the logistics minister's horrific accusations after the battle led to the addition of manual firing to the defense platform in Changyuan.

Of course, while manual labor can save ammunition and improve logistics, it can only make minor adjustments in certain areas. Overall firepower suppression still needs to be controlled by artificial intelligence.

However, this has little to do with Shang Yi.

He could control neither the bullets and torrential rain of the [Flame Storm Machine Gun], nor the torrent-like [Disintegration Cannon].

Shang Yi entered the control room and accessed the defense platform via the AoE energy link.

"How exactly did your Yan Kingdom manage to manufacture those cool mechs?"

"I really want to go up and play for a while! Hey, Shang Yi, have you guys learned how to control those golden figures?"

Xiu's voice was still ringing in the chat channel.

"I'm just an archer, not good at close combat, and I haven't received any training."

Shang Yi casually replied, officially establishing a connection with the cannon he was controlling.

After a brief shift in perspective, the scene outside Changyuan came into Shang Yi's view.

The heavy metal casing, the huge caliber, the feeling of the shell being loaded, the satisfaction of firing the shell from the barrel and blasting the target to pieces after aiming...

"Bingo! The fifth mutant!"

Xiu next door was recording his battle results, and his cheerful voice, accompanied by the roar of artillery fire, was particularly fitting for the occasion.

But the enemy still roamed the mountains and fields.

"Wuhu! Beyond visual range strike is coming!"

A cobalt blue streak flashed across Shang Yi's vision as over a hundred meteors fell into the depths of the tundra.

Then, it exploded.

What is art?

Shang Yi can now readily articulate his understanding of art.

"Art is an explosion!"

The larger the caliber, the longer the range, the stronger the firepower, and the more beautiful the art that is born!

Eastern Changyuan, Wuwei District, Defense Platform No. 2.

Shang Yi, gunner of the mega-class cannon, annihilated over a hundred alien species.

……

"The defense seems pretty easy right now."

Sui, who had been closely watching the battle at Changyuan, couldn't help but shrink back when he saw the terrifying firepower.

Humanity, with the technological support of Xiaolong, has developed to a terrifying degree. Alien invasions that previously required several times the cost of the enemy can now be resolved with just a few rounds of ammunition.

"The current logistics can only support Changyuan's firepower for a short-term victory."

As his fingertips swiped across the screen during the day, the dizzying information bombarded his mind.

"This time we suppressed it with technology, but next time we'll have to use manpower to counter it."

Resources are limited, ammunition production takes time, and gun emplacements require maintenance and cooling.

Even though he had been preparing for this for over ten years, the ammunition he had accumulated could only last for six months in Changyuan. And... there were still three sections of Changyuan.

"Your Majesty, you have won again."

The player sitting opposite looked at the trapped black pieces and admired the dragon before him.

"It's just that I've played a lot and gained some experience. Theresa has such skill in Go after only a short time of playing; she's incredibly talented."

"Stop bragging. You haven't said how you plan to deal with those troublemakers yet."

"Naturally... we should have professionals handle it."

He stroked a white piece in the daytime, smiling gently.

"She should be in Victoria by now."

Return to Gaul, where fifteen people did not die

"Gentlemen, good day. I am getting old and have arrived a little late. Is that alright?"

The slightly aged Li Boli, leaning on his ornately decorated cane, slowly took his seat at one end of the long table and asked questions of the people present. A silent iron tower followed behind him, standing silently to his left, facing the crowd.

"You are well, Lord Rubicon. It is an honor for us to be able to wait for you here."

A Philin with a purer lineage of ancestors respectfully paid homage to him, and after him, the remaining six or seven people also rushed to offer their greetings.

"Antar, what do you think..."

He swept his gaze across the long table, his sharp eagle eyes sweeping over the empty seats.

"A few people are missing."

“They are all cowards, Lord Rubicon.”

Before the attendant called Antal could speak, Felin revealed a look of disdain and preemptively cursed the owners of the empty seats.

"Keep quiet."

The old man merely glanced at him indifferently.

"Watch your words, Glenn."

"Let us not forget the noble etiquette we inherited from Gaul."

"Always maintain elegance."

“You are right, Lord Rubicon. I have not yet mastered the proper etiquette of aristocracy.”