Chapter 45 Accident

"Do you find it incredible?" He Zixin looked towards the night, smiled and said, "But this is normal for me. This advisory position was obtained through the support of my family elders.

But I'm used to seeing the bloodshed on the battlefield and have long wanted to change jobs."

"Then why did you transfer our mercenary team? Won't there be bloodshed too?" Lin Luo was speechless. Doesn't this excuse sound too far-fetched?

Moreover, He Zixin is also a second-generation?

I thought Xia Yuyan's connections were strong enough, but who knew that someone with an even bigger background would come along.

In the entire mercenary team, I'm the only civilian player...

However, Lin Luo also admired them. Having such favorable conditions, returning home to inherit the family property was countless times better than licking blood on the edge of a knife.

He Zixin turned around and glanced at Lin Luo: "Don't we still have you? I'm just a support. You just need to push forward."

Lin Luo curled his lips: "You make it sound like I'm a warrior. Correction, I'm a mage."

"I've never seen a wizard rush into a group of alien beasts and fight them." He Zixin rolled her eyes and continued, "Also, when I say 'bloody', I mean the war between the empire and the alien world.

In the future, with the conflicts among all races in the starry sky and the threats from other worlds, the empire will face many difficulties. If there are no strong people who can serve as the backbone, the casualties of the soldiers will be great.

Therefore, the empire needs to cultivate strong people, and we provide corresponding assistance to the strong."

Lin Luo understood instantly: "So, you chose to follow me because of this?"

"Otherwise, what do you think the reason is?" He Zixin snorted, "I'm not that little nympho like Xiaorou."

"Haha..." Lin Luo smiled awkwardly. For a moment, he really thought that it was his personal charm that came into play.

He suddenly recalled Wu Qi's talent training quota and asked He Zixin, "Do you know how many people have been promoted to senior generals like me?"

"Within the entire Zhongzhou region." He Zixin thought for a moment. "There are eight people in the Central Plains, six in the Southern Border, five in the North, and seven in the Southeast Region, a total of 26 people, all with the honorary title of General."

"Uh...generals are everywhere!?"

He Zixin nodded: "You can describe it that way."

Lin Luo twitched the corners of his mouth, even though he had long understood that the empire would give him a nominal position that could touch the edge of power just to tie people like him down.

But he still underestimated the empire's determination. In order to attract talents, the military would actually make such an exaggerated move.

Lin Luo was silent for a moment, then said, "Although these are empty positions without much real power, wouldn't such arbitrary delegation of power cause dissatisfaction in the army?"

"There were indeed some objections at first, but thanks to the insistence of the military leaders, the matter was suppressed." He Zixin pointed to the strange beast that suddenly appeared in front of her and said, "Furthermore, a quarter of the generals who received empty positions have already died, and the opposition within the military has gradually died down."

"It seems that they are all sensible people." Lin Luo said calmly. With this military rank, after entering the other world, he would be a high-level thug in the military and the spearhead of the empire's chariot.

If the tip of the blade becomes blunt, it is time to relinquish this empty position.

The long sword in Lin Luo's hand flew out and pierced the forehead of the fourth-level monster, and the latter fell powerlessly on the street.

The low-level monsters scattered in an instant, but they could not escape the rain curtain transformed by the sword thought.

He suddenly recalled the benefits Wu Qi had promised him: "Is the promotion in the Guards... related to the talent training program?"

He Zixin took out the tactical panel. With Lin Luo by her side, she could concentrate on looking at the information displayed on it.

"The talent plan is just one part of the prairie fire. It has nothing to do with your rank, and you won't be able to use the plan anymore."

"Huh?" Lin Luo was confused.

He Zixin looked up at him and said, "Potential low-level professionals can go to the slaughterhouse for further training. There are many first- and second-level exotic beasts there. Do you want to go?"

"No!" Lin Luo shook his head violently. The slaughterhouse might have been transformed by the empire into a novice village for professionals, right?

He continued, "What is the prairie fire?"

"You'll find out later." He Zixin's expression suddenly became serious, and she pointed to the right. "Seven kilometers away, twelve fourth-level alien beasts gathered together. A regiment-level unit is in trouble."

…

Xu Nandong Street District.

Dozens of soldiers jumped out of the windows of residential buildings holding their wounded comrades. Strange beasts crowded in the windows, roaring ferociously.

Then, two beams of purple auroras intertwined and instantly collided with the densely packed buildings. A roar was heard, and the tall buildings shattered like old tofu falling to the ground.

The soldiers who had landed safely dodged the falling rocks with lingering fear. The regiment commander's urgent voice rang in their ears: "Old Hu, what are you doing in your battalion? Quickly, have the mages cast their shields and escort the wounded back!"

"In order to cover the evacuation, Captain Hu was ambushed by a suddenly appearing elite fourth-order beast!" The new recruit with a slightly childish face was carrying a new type of individual fuel-air bomb and standing behind the evacuating guards.

Beside him stood more than a dozen guards with determined eyes, all looking straight ahead. The herd of beasts rushed towards them, smelling the blood.

The medical team carrying the wounded cannot outrun the monsters, so someone needs to step forward to cover their retreat.

"Old Hu... was killed in action?" The regimental commander paused and asked hurriedly, "Where's your battalion's mage?"

"All the mages in our battalion were killed!" the new recruit said in a trembling voice. "Commander Hu told us to write a letter to his son, proving that his father wasn't a wimp, but a hero."

The head of the group roared, "Come back here right now! That old fellow died without a word. I won't write for him. You write it!"

"Captain, we can't retreat..." The new recruit looked back at his retreating comrades and wiped his eyes. "Can you please write a letter for me too? And tell my girlfriend not to wait for me."

After saying that, the recruit and the others pressed the trigger at the same time, and the rockets, trailing a stream of fiery red light, crashed into the herd of beasts.

Fuel-air bombs use the first detonation to disperse the fuel-air explosive agent (high-energy fuel) contained inside over a large area in the air, forming a cloud.

When the cloud explosive agent is fully mixed with the air, it is detonated for the second time, causing the mixed gas to explode, with temperatures reaching as high as 2500 degrees!

It can even melt steel!

The violent explosion instantly killed hundreds of first and second level monsters, and the third level monsters suffered large areas of burns on their bodies, but they only trembled slightly, with bloodthirsty light in their eyes, and continued to run forward.

They were not surprised by this. They quickly pulled out the long swords from behind, smiled palely, and waited quietly for death to come.

Someone said, "Captain, remember to bring some rice wine for Qingming Festival."

"Write a letter for me, too..."

…

"Where's the fourth-level support that the command mentioned?" The regiment commander roared and slammed the table. "Those are all my soldiers! Li Yue, take the guard company and come with me to pick them up!"