Just before boarding the plane.
Personnel dispatched from the Arctic front have set off to investigate what exactly went wrong in the dimension of death.
Jiangcheng waited for takeoff while eagerly awaiting news from the front lines.
In a situation where every second counts, if the recovery situation in the Death Dimension is not so urgent, then the Federation will have more time to respond. Sufficient preparation before the war will greatly increase the chances of victory.
But instead of receiving news from the federal government, he received a phone call that surprised him quite a bit.
Jiang Cheng sat in his chair, holding a pen, calculating the optimal distance between the second and third lines of defense, wondering if he needed to make any adjustments. Just then, Gu Qingwan walked over, her steps hurried, holding a telephone in her hand.
"How's it going? Has the message come through?"
"No, it was a call from my boss."
Jiang Cheng's expression hardened as he took the phone. A magnetic voice with the authority of a superior came from the other end, "Xiao Jiang, I've received a report about the situation in the Arctic."
"I am currently on a plane to the Federation, and Taliban and I are already making preparations for war. Please rest assured, leader."
"Okay, I'll rest assured. When I decided to send you to the Federation, I knew you were the only choice. Shall we make a deal?"
"Please speak, sir."
"Next time you come back, let's have a simple meal at home. We won't talk about anything else, just everyday things. I know you read a lot, and I happen to have some things I'd like to discuss with you."
"It's an honor." Jiang Cheng straightened his back as he spoke, his heart filled with respect.
If the leader is so confident that he can return victorious, then he must do his best.
How confident are you?
When asked over the phone, Jiang Cheng paused for a moment, then lowered his voice and said, "Ten out of ten!"
After a long silence, the person on the other end of the phone seemed to sense his determination. After a pause, they suddenly recited two lines that Jiang Cheng had been stunned by: "Ban Gu spoke of the General of the Cavalry, his swift and bravery unmatched, his six swift advances like lightning and thunder, his horses drinking from the vast sea..."
These few lines of classical Chinese left Jiang Cheng stunned for a long time. There was no sound on the other end of the phone. After thinking for a moment, Jiang Cheng continued, "Sealing the Wolf Mountain, regulating the Yellow River to the west, and establishing prefectures along the Qilian Mountains."
“You are my Fenglangjuxu. He was the most meritorious general in the army at the age of nineteen and killed Zhelan Luhou in a fit of rage.”
"Thank you, leader. I will do my best."
"It's a deal then, I'll be waiting for you to come over for dinner."
After finishing the call, the plane was preparing for takeoff. He leaned back in his seat and looked out the window.
They came in a hurry, and they left in a hurry.
Jiang Cheng, however, did not want to be Huo Qubing.
Huo Qubing, who famously sealed the wolf's lair, died young at the age of twenty-four.
He wanted to achieve great things and live a good life in this world, but he hadn't had enough of the wind and the landscape.
Jiang Cheng looked out the window with reluctance. He gazed in the direction of the hospital, which he couldn't actually see, and watched himself getting further and further away from that direction. The city night gradually lost its color, and the flashing lights became more and more blurry until they were no longer visible.
The night outside the window had completely turned into darkness, reflecting his handsome face.
Jiang Cheng looked at his face and became even calmer.
As his position rose higher and higher, he struggled on the same path as the one he loved... and with the earnest expectations of those who loved him, life remained relatively stable.
He was suddenly struck by the memory of his past life, a time when he was nearly depressed and lived a life of debauchery. He had nothing he wanted and was a complete failure.
People are so contradictory.
It seems like there are countless ways to live.
It seems... there's no other choice.
It turns out that the difference between people is greater than the difference between people and dogs. Some people choose to live for their ideals only if they hold power, because only then can they bring peace to the world.
Jiang Cheng's ideals are very expensive, and he knows this well, so he has been working as hard as his life depended on it since his rebirth.
If we can overcome this challenge, then China will surely rise like a dragon!
Plasma cannons! Fusion-powered mechs! An army of exoskeleton human mechs!
The results of these researches funded by collective investment will be taken over by China, and the world will be transformed once again.
at the same time.
Within the Federation, many students who were still asleep had no idea what major events had occurred overnight.
Vehicles sped past outside, countless soldiers were fully equipped and ready to go, people came and went, passing by this window and then that window, all enveloped by the night.
The noise was so intense that it eventually woke Luo Xiaoli and the others up. She got out of bed.
She was wearing slippers, her hair was still messy, and she looked outside with a puzzled expression.
Around four in the morning, the sky outside was tinged with a strange blue, making it difficult to see clearly. The horizon seemed to resemble the belly scales of a bluefish.
"Hmm... what's wrong?"
As Luo Xiaoli stared blankly at the scene outside, a muffled voice broke the silence of the room. She turned to look at Zhao Xuerou, who was peeking out from under the covers, her eyes still sleepy, asking a question with half her face hidden by her long hair.
"Something happened. There are a lot of armored vehicles, and soldiers are also walking out in groups."
"ah??"
Zhao Xuerou abruptly sat up in bed, hurriedly put on her slippers and clothes, rubbed her left eye, and stared wide-eyed at the passing troops outside.
“Something really happened; almost all the Federation soldiers have come out.”
Luo Xiaoli lifted the curtains again, making the gap even wider, and said, "As a military stronghold, the Federation's protection of its own area is second to none in the world. Such a self-destructive, empty city strategy... there is only one possibility."
"What's going on?"
"The Federation is about to launch a war against the invasion and is about to begin deploying troops."
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