Chapter 428 To Save or Not to Save?
Chief Zhang's voice wasn't loud, but it was like a heavy bell, ringing in everyone's hearts.
“Catastrophe…” Chen Jianguo murmured to himself. He looked at the Japanese Prime Minister who had handed over the surrender document on the screen, and then at that hell on earth. He was overwhelmed with mixed feelings.
To save or not to save?
The weight of this issue has suddenly increased.
Just as the atmosphere in the command center reached its most tense point, the image on the screen changed.
The eight heads of the Yamata no Orochi, which had just been feasting, suddenly stopped moving.
As if they had eaten their fill, their enormous bodies slowly sank, disappearing once more into the bottomless whirlpool at the bottom of the sea.
As it disappeared, the churning sea gradually calmed down, leaving behind only a completely destroyed city and the lingering smell of blood in the air.
"It...is gone?" a technician asked uncertainly.
“It’s full.” Sun Jiuchou pushed up his glasses, the lenses reflecting the crimson ruins on the screen. “It needs time to digest its ‘food.’ Once it’s digested, it will reappear, and it will be even stronger.”
The land of cherry blossoms received a brief respite, but this respite was more suffocating than death.
Inside the command center, a debate erupted instantly about whether or not to conduct a rescue operation.
"We can't save them!" An elderly general with gray hair and a star on his shoulder suddenly stood up, his eyes red with anger. "What are they? Have we forgotten? Has history forgotten? Let them fend for themselves! This is retribution!"
He pointed to the screen: "Our soldiers' lives are precious. Why should we go and save a bunch of ungrateful wretches? If we lose our own top combat force, who will be responsible?"
These words expressed the thoughts of many people present; emotionally, no one was willing to lend a helping hand.
"I object!" another young general immediately retorted, walking up to the holographic map. "Elder Wang, I understand your feelings, but now is not the time to discuss historical grievances!"
He pointed to the narrow sea area between China and Japan on the map: "This monster is too close to us! It is growing stronger by devouring life. Who can guarantee that after it has devoured Japan, its next target won't be one of our coastal cities?"
"Going to rescue them now is to keep the enemy outside our borders! Rather than saying we're rescuing them, it's more accurate to say we're nipping the danger in the bud and buying ourselves strategic depth!"
"Bullshit!" General Wang slammed his fist on the table. "We can just send troops to guard the border! If it dares to come over, let it taste our power! Why bother risking our lives on someone else's territory?"
"What will our allies think?" the young general retorted. "We just promised the world shelter, and now we're just going to stand by and watch disaster strike? Those countries that have just turned to us will think our promises are worthless."
"This is a matter of credibility! It's the foundation upon which we stand in this new era!"
"Bullshit! We promised our allies! Friendly and cooperative nations! Are they friendly? They're ingrates! Not going is the only way to show our loyalty to our allies. If we go to all the non-allies, what's the point of forming alliances with other countries?! We're not going!"
"But they also say they're willing to acknowledge historical mistakes..."
"I don't care whether he admits it or not. Does his historical crimes cease to exist just because he doesn't admit them? Historical crimes are facts, and they don't disappear just because of subjective denial. You young comrade, what kind of materialism did you learn!"
"..."
Inside the command center, two opposing viewpoints clashed fiercely, neither able to convince the other, but overall, the decision not to intervene was in favor of the other.
Chen Jianguo was caught in the middle, feeling extremely troubled. He looked at Chief Zhang and Sun Jiuchou, who had remained silent.
Chief Zhang didn't speak; he just listened quietly, his gaze shifting back and forth between the map and the screen. Sun Jiuchou, on the other hand, slowly picked up his teacup, blew on the steam, and seemed detached from the situation.
"Report! Japan has sent another urgent communication!"
"They...repeated their previous plea for help, requesting that we send troops!"
"Their internet is full of...full of posts asking us for help."
Chen Jianguo waved his hand impatiently: "Switch the camera over there and take a look."
On the screen, the online live streaming platform of the Sakura Kingdom was in chaos, with countless survivors using trembling mobile phones to broadcast the tragic scene around them.
[Please! Your Majesty, China! Save us!]
We were wrong! We were so wrong! Please, for our sake, that we are also human, save us!
Immortals of Kunlun, you can slay even gods, you can surely slay this demon! I beg you!
Wailing, repentance, and pleading were mixed together.
As they watched these images, the arguing in the command center gradually subsided.
Regardless of their stance, these scenes of human tragedy before their eyes caused these hardened soldiers a sense of physical discomfort.
"I'll go."
A cool voice came from the doorway, and Zhou Jue walked in, followed by Jing Bai.
She changed out of her casual clothes, her expression calm, as if she had just gone out for a walk.
"Xiao Jue!" Chen Jianguo rushed to greet him: "You've finally arrived..."
“I heard you.” Zhou Jue nodded. She walked to the holographic screen, her gaze sweeping over the arguing crowd before finally settling on Chief Zhang.
"Save me," she said, uttering only one word.
"The reason," Chief Zhang said slowly, looking at her.
"First, it is getting stronger, and if left unchecked, it will become a huge hidden danger."
"Second, we have just defeated the United States, and now is the time to stand firm. This battle is to show the world, to those who still have illusions, and to those allies who truly rely on us."
“Third,” Zhou Jue’s gaze fell on the ruins, “this monster has a demon core inside its body. Jing Bai wants to play with it and dig out its demon core to eat.”
Jing Bai peeked out from behind Zhou Jue and chuckled.
This last reason is simple, direct, and even somewhat domineering.
General Wang opened his mouth as if to say something, but looking at Zhou Jue's calm eyes, he finally sighed and sat back down.
"Alright." Chief Zhang finally made the decision: "Then you and Jingbai will go. It's a good opportunity for Jingbai to test the difference in strength between the monsters on our planet and those in their world."
He looked at the communications officer: "Report back to the Sakura Kingdom that, in the spirit of humanitarianism, China, at their request, will send immortals to exterminate the evil spirits."
"yes!"
The news that China had agreed to send troops reached Japan instantly, like the first ray of dawn piercing through the darkness.
The people of the Cherry Blossom Country, who were still wailing in despair, erupted in cheers of relief. They waited anxiously, hoping that the immortal from the East would descend like a god.
However……
Time passed by, second by second.
One hour...
Two hours...
Three hours...
one day......
There was still no sign of any immortals arriving on their swords in the skies of the Cherry Blossom Country.
Inside the base, Chen Jianguo couldn't help but watch Zhou Jue and Jing Bai leisurely eating their fourth bowl of braised pork in the base's canteen.
"Little Jue, my little darling, a whole day has passed, when are you planning to set off?"
Zhou Jue picked up a piece of braised pork with alternating layers of fat and lean meat, put it in his mouth, and squinted his eyes in satisfaction.
"No rush, no rush. I only said I was going, not when. I'll definitely go anyway." She said clearly, "Besides, how can you have the strength to fight if you're not well-fed?"
Jingbai ate without even looking up, muttering, "Mmm, delicious, delicious, delicious."
Chen Jianguo was taken aback.
Upon hearing this, Sun Jiuchou, who was standing nearby, laughed. He walked over, served himself a bowl of rice, and sat down next to Zhou Jue.
“That’s right, that’s right, Xiao Jue is right, this is physical work, we have to eat our fill.”
Chen Jianguo looked at the two of them, his mind raced for a moment, and he instantly understood.
The anxiety on his face vanished instantly, replaced by a look of sudden realization. He nodded repeatedly, "Right, right! We need to eat our fill! We need to be full to have energy! Xiao Jue, Jing Bai, you two eat slowly, no rush, no rush. If you're not full, I'll have the kitchen make you more!"
After finishing their meal, Zhou Jue stretched, and Jing Bai followed suit.
"I'm a little sleepy, let's go take a nap."
She yawned and walked towards the lounge, leaving behind the comment: "If you don't get enough sleep, you won't be in good spirits and you'll easily make a mistake."
"Yes, yes, yes!" Chen Jianguo followed behind, nagging like an old woman: "You must get enough sleep! You need to be well-rested to fight better! Don't worry about sleeping, we'll hold the sky up if it falls!"
Commander Qi shook his head helplessly at the sight, but couldn't help but smile slightly.
Everyone understood what Zhou Jue meant.
We absolutely must save them.
However, as for when to carry out the rescue, we'll have to make thorough preparations first.
What if Japan can't hold out? What if it falls? What if everyone dies? Well, sorry, you can only blame your bad luck for not holding out until reinforcements arrive.
Just as Zhou Jue was taking Jing Bai out to eat and sleep, conserving their energy...
In the eastern sea area of Japan, the whirlpool that had just subsided began to spin violently again.
Eight ferocious snake heads resurfaced from the water.
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