Chapter 274 [Add] Peaceful Faith
Leaving Anatole behind, Kidd felt that the world was at peace.
These two lunatics seem to have only grown some skills but not their brains over the years. He has walked away with big strides, but the two brothers are still fighting each other.
It's so annoying.
The people of Border Star are open-minded, and Kidd doesn't have the idea that the thing belongs to whoever he gives it to for the first time. In his eyes, this was nothing more than a fight among concubines for favor, something not worthy of public display. So just put them all aside and don't let them interfere with his work.
He is very direct in his thinking. Although Levi is insidious, he doesn't have the ability to charge into the planet alone. The person who gave the order must have been Bai Ling.
Based on his understanding of his Hayabusa brothers, they must have done it themselves and lured the enemy deep into the territory, and they should be waiting for support at the exit now.
Thinking of this, Kidd's weakness disappeared and he ran with more energy.
These days, you can’t count on alpha, your brothers are more reliable.
After finding the stairs and going down to the seventh floor below ground, Kidd avoided the nearby guards and successfully swiped his card to enter the secret room 45. As soon as he walked in, he saw a small bottle suspended in the device, containing 0.1 grams of antimatter.
He remembered Anatole's instructions, found the safety button, closed the huge hemispherical lid, and finally reset the detonation countdown - five minutes later.
The time was enough for him to meet up with Bai Ling.
Take care of this, and there should be no other threats.
Kidd felt relieved and was about to turn around and leave.
At this moment, the console interface flickered slightly, and the next warning prompt popped up silently.
Kidd glanced at it out of the corner of his eye, saw the content clearly, and his pupils suddenly contracted.
——There are more than one!
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Time passed by minute by minute, Bai Ling's scalp tensed up, and he insisted on waiting another minute.
But what he waited for was not Kidd, but the crackling sound of electricity from the speakers above his head. The sound was extremely chaotic, as if there were no rules, and it did not attract anyone's attention.
Bai Ling's eyebrows furrowed as he recognized the communication code Kidd had used before. His mind raced as he deciphered the content:
[Danger, retreat immediately! ]
"Walk!"
Bai Ling acted decisively and rushed out of the hiding place with M1 and M2, broke through the encirclement and rushed to the atrium space.
During the journey, M1 was carrying Cen Yan, and the bumps were so severe that Cen Yan spit out the restraint stick in his mouth. He turned to look at Bai Ling and said maliciously:
"So you really wanted to save that Kidd. If I had known this, I should have chopped him up and squeezed the juice out of him, and treated you to a glass of 'Seagull Juice'."
M1 was so perverted by him that his scalp tingled and he wanted to throw him off the railing. M2 pried open the fire extinguisher box while shouting in exasperation, "Commander Bai, can we go down and kill this thing later?"
Bai Ling seemed calm and didn't even glance at Cen Yan. He concentrated all his attention on pulling out the fire rope, and in a flash he was fastening the buckle, tying the knot, and hanging the rope.
When the believers' hail of bullets came at him, he had already kicked off the fence and dived down in the deep and dark atrium, as swift as an eagle.
Two bodyguards followed closely behind.
Bai Ling narrowed his eyes as his sight fell backwards. The cold air blowing at lightning speed lifted his white hair.
Cen Yan stared at him, thinking about how to escape later, when suddenly there was a loud and ferocious noise above his head and flames shot up into the sky!
In an instant, the gusts of wind created a strong wind that blew hotly on faces, and the buildings exploded from top to bottom. The floors collapsed, the pipes were blown away, those who were close to them were turned into ashes on the spot, and those who were far away were thrown off the stairs by the shock wave. The charred limbs fell to the ground screaming, one after another. It was not hell, but it was worse than hell.
The vibrating firelight reflected in Cen Yan's eyes, and he laughed wildly, not caring about the death of the believers at all. Instead, he hissed excitedly like a venomous snake:
"He's dead. The person you wanted to save is dead! Bai Ling, there's a device in the cage. If he runs away, it will explode directly into the sky—"
The military boots landed heavily on the ground.
Bai Ling made a slight gesture and ordered M1 to throw Cen Yan to the ground. Cen Yan's face was covered in blood, and his body was covered with scars from being dragged, but this did not stop him from grinning and showing Bai Ling a twisted smile:
"You care about him a lot, don't you? I've read your chat history. Do you know how he made notes for you? [My good brother Lao Falcon who bought me a sausage griller], tsk, sausage griller, your 'friendship' is really cheap, as cheap as a seagull——"
Bang! !
The personal soldiers beside him were confused, and Cen Yan was also confused. He was beaten so that half of his face turned to the side, blood was flowing from the corner of his mouth, and his eyeballs were trembling in his sockets.
He rolled his bloodshot eyes. In the thick red backlight, the white-haired omega's knuckles were pale as he tightly grasped the gloves he had just taken off, looking at him with cold eyes, breathing slightly.
Cen Yan was filled with anger. He had a smooth life and held a high position of power, but this was the first time someone had slapped him in the face.
They even resorted to hitting with their hands, using burnt gloves.
It seemed that for Bai Ling, being slapped by him was a privilege, and Cen Yan was not worthy of it.
But Cen Yan rolled his eyes and suddenly he was no longer angry. Half of his face was swollen, and the other half was delicate and feminine. His smile was particularly weird and creepy:
"Forget it, I'll pay you back."
M1 and M2 are so disgusting. Why are you being so self-indulgent? You deserve to be beaten. Why are you still making trouble for this?
Cen Yan's eyelashes drooped slightly, as if he was lost in memories. He curled his lips and said, "Do you remember when we were little and went to swimming lessons, you saved me in the swimming pool. You almost drowned, and your mother was so angry that she slapped you. Today's reward is my return to you, Bai Ling."
Of course Bai Ling remembered.
That was the most painful memory of his childhood, bar none.
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The pool was dim.
The incandescent lamps that had not been replaced for a long time flickered on the ceiling, and when I was practicing backstroke, I was so blinded that I couldn't open my eyes.
His cochlea felt a slight sting from the water pressure. He listened to the coach's voice on the shore, feeling a little nervous unconsciously, and quickened his breathing rhythm - the thick and stuffy air was mixed with the smell of chlorine and sweat.
He felt like vomiting.
"teacher--!"
"Teacher, look, Yanyan can't come up!"
"What should I do? The teacher is not here!"
The swimming pool is not big, but for kids of that age, any wave is a murder. He choked on the water twice, then tried to open his eyes in the deep end of the swimming pool and look towards the light.
Suddenly, a pale face appeared in front of him.
The face, swollen with blisters and dilated pupils, was distorted and reflected underwater.
He gasped in panic, but before he could say anything, his arm was grabbed and yanked down violently. Then my shoulders suddenly felt heavy, and the suffocation and fear from lack of oxygen instantly rushed into my nasal cavity, mouth, chest and lungs.
Short of breath.
Someone stepped on his shoulders and used him as a life buoy.
Mom, mom...!
Save me——
…
Cen Yan, or rather Cen Yan, was saved by stepping on his shoulders. He nearly drowned in the swimming pool.
When he woke up again, the first person he saw was not his mother, but the little girl squatting in front of him.
She stretched out her hand to him and said sincerely, "We will be best friends from now on."
He stretched out his hand weakly and shook it, ignoring the ugly expression on his mother's face standing behind him.
After returning home, he was slapped by his mother for the first time in his life.
Bai Ke was angry and distressed, tears streaming down her face, repeatedly questioning him: "Why didn't you resist? What if you were unlucky today and something happened? Next time you encounter this situation, you must push her away."
"But mom." The young bird lowered its head and said hoarsely.
“…”
"Her father is someone we can't afford to offend, right?"
“…”
"If I push her away and she dies, her dad will tell everyone where the administrator is, and then you will be arrested, right?"
In order to protect him, his mother killed the administrator. Then he has to protect his mother too.
The woman hugged his small, warm body, and shed suppressed tears, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, baby..."
She is thirty years old and has been tortured by fate for several years. She is no longer as confident and ruthless as she was when she boldly borrowed the alien alpha's sperm. She was still wearing nine-centimeter high heels, the heels so sharp that they could kill someone, but she was gradually starting to exude a sense of despair.
The baby bird sniffed its mother, and it wasn't pheromones, but a very sad smell that only he could smell.
As time goes by, Bai Ling still feels sad when he thinks back on it.
And Cen Yan actually said lightly that he slapped him back on behalf of his mother - that kind of evasive and conciliatory attitude made Bai Ling so disgusted that he really wanted to ask him, what gives you the right?
What are your qualifications?
Bai Ling looked down and said, "You are not qualified to pay me back."
"Bring me a gun."
The personal soldier handed the gun to Bai Ling. Without saying a word, he loaded the gun and fired! It hit Cen Yan's right arm.
"Ah——!!" a tragic scream.
Bai Ling had a calm expression as he watched him scream and struggle. "I shot you for disrespecting Kidd."
Reload, bang! This time it's the stomach.
Bai Ling: "This shot is for the Seagull soldier you killed."
This was the most horrific torture method in the prisoner-of-war camp - the stomach would be smashed and the gushing gastric acid would quickly corrode the internal organs. The prisoner would not die, but he would not live either. Cen Yan would spend the last fifteen minutes of his life in the horrific pain of his organs corroding.
M1 and M2 felt their backs shudder and dared not say a word. It turns out that Commander Bai, who seems cold, can be so cruel when he gets ruthless.
But when he turned around, Cen Yan was still smiling with a twisted face even when he was about to die:
"Bai Ling...you are just like your mother, exactly the same! Do you know that your body should have been mine, and Bai Ke should have been pregnant with me, she is my mother! She should have accepted the organization's...arrangement, and injected with Cen Genghong's precious sperm, but she didn't know what was good for her, and found an alien to borrow sperm, and gave birth to you, an unclear bastard - if Cen Genghong hadn't let her go, you would never have been born! Not to mention standing in front of me now, hurting me -"
Bang! Bang!
As expected, Bai Ling calmly pulled the bolt and fired the remaining two bullets into his left and right lungs.
Cen Yan struggled violently like a dying fish. He stretched himself up with one last convulsive movement and fell heavily to the ground without a sound.
Everything seemed to come to an abrupt end with the sound of gunfire.
Everything seemed to be over.
Bai Ling walked aside, lit a cigarette, and took a slow puff. He watched two of his personal soldiers squat down and, following his orders, cut off Cen Yan's head and put it in a bag that had been prepared in advance.
He had deliberately chosen these two alphas, both of whom were broad-minded. M2 actually came over, showed it to him as if to take credit, and asked him if the interface was cut beautifully.
Bai Ling took a casual glance and saw that the dead Cen Yan had his eyes closed. He had no resentment or sinisterness and looked extremely young... He didn't look like he was twenty years old, but more like a high school student.
Bai Ling's heart skipped a beat. He looked at him twice more and suddenly said, "Put his hair up."
M2 didn't understand why, but did as he was told.
Bai Ling lit up the terminal and shone it on the back of Cen Yan's neck. There is a very hidden scar there, which is slightly sunken in shape.
Like an interface.
Bai Ling frowned, grabbed M1's finger, and was about to poke it.
The terminal made a "ding" sound, and the cold, blue screen suddenly refreshed a message. The tone was sinister, just like when he was alive:
[You don't really think that I only set up one explosive? ]
M1 was close, looked at the sender on the screen, then looked at the dead head so close, and screamed in fear, "Ghost!"
Even after death, you can still send text messages with your mind. There must be something fishy going on.
Bai Ling looked solemn. He didn't think it was a ghost. He had seen many real ghosts, many of which were more vicious and difficult to deal with than Cen Yan.
There are only two possibilities for the current situation. First, someone else logged into Cen Yan’s account.
Second, "Cen Yan" is not dead, there is someone else.
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"Your Excellency the Bishop, you finally woke up."
"Where is Myomoto?"
"Already waiting outside the door."
Cen Genghong: "Tell him to implement the large-scale transfer plan ahead of time."
The deputy was stunned, and then explained anxiously, "But our operation is not yet complete, and those 2,000 leather sleeves have not been used. If we transfer them now, won't the children we captured before be wasted?"
Cen Genghong knew better than anyone that executing the plan ahead of time would mean failure halfway, and most of the previous years of operations would be destroyed.
But now the underground facilities have been destroyed, and if we don’t cut off the source of the trouble, Bai Ling will escape. Compared to the value of Bai Ling, the "Imperial Hero", those two thousand civilian leather suits are not worth mentioning at all.
As long as Bai Ling can give birth to a child, there will be plenty of opportunities to capture civilians in the future.
Cen Genghong sat up and put on his glasses. He has a very fair complexion and is nearly forty years old but does not look his age. He looks gentle and elegant, as if he is in his early thirties. He snapped his fingers and reminded softly, "Just do it, it's none of your business."
The deputy was doubtful but did not dare to ask any more questions. Those who had seen Cen Yan before all said that the young master was vicious and domineering, but the deputy knew that compared to his father Cen Genghong, Cen Yan was nothing but a dwarf.
Thinking in his mind, the deputy came to the control panel, confirmed the authority, and began to execute the highlight of the plan -
They want to kill all the revolutionary soldiers stranded on the planet.
As for weapons.
The assistant pressed a button to bring up the external camera feed. In the picture, the roof of the hospital building slowly opened like a dump truck, and a cylindrical launch pad extended from it.
Taking aerodynamics into consideration, the shape of a nuclear bomb has never changed in four hundred years and it still looks like an enlarged version of the familiar bullet. The only difference is that it is no longer loaded with nuclear warheads, but antimatter warheads.
It is smaller in size, lighter in weight, and very environmentally friendly, without causing difficult-to-attenuate chemical pollution.
The deputy recalled the origin of the warhead and could not help but stand in awe. It is a piece of earth heritage passed down from generation to generation, and for four hundred years, it has maintained its energy and stability through regular maintenance by the organization.
Now, he has to press the launch button to launch this antique weapon that was once the product of the entire national strength of a great country on Earth.
He truly felt extremely honored.
With a click, the locked red box next to it opened, and a button with "Danger" written on it popped out. The deputy took a deep breath and pushed his palm deeply.
The interface flashed and a countdown appeared:
[Ten, nine, eight, seven——]
[Six, five, four, three——]
[two]
[……]
Um? What about one? The deputy panicked and immediately thought of something. It has not been used for so many years, and although it has been maintained normally, jamming is inevitable.
Could it be stuck in the firing chamber?
The deputy hurriedly switched back to the remote screen, but his whole body froze and his pupils suddenly widened.
A bird spread its wings, like a robber, snatched the warhead sleekly—
No! He suddenly zoomed in on the picture.
That's a man driving a mecha!
On the ground, M1 and M2, who had just emerged from the lift platform, heard a whistling sound coming from above their heads. They immediately squatted down, and saw out of the corner of their eyes that a mecha brushed past the roof of a building and rushed straight into the gray-black sky at a 45-degree angle.
It was a dark night filled with gray fog. Neither of them could see the mecha's paint job clearly. They looked at each other and asked, "Who is it?" "I don't know."
But Bai Ling knew. He frowned and looked up at the sky, "It's Kidd."
As an old friend of Seagull, he certainly recognized Kidd's little movements when he turned the mecha.
"It turned out to be General Kidd. He must have stolen someone's mecha and flown up there. But why is he in such a hurry? There's no mecha chasing him."
"Are you blind? I just saw that the general had a big cannonball in his claws. He must have stolen it from somewhere."
At this point, M1 and M2 recalled Cen Yan's message, looked at each other, and cried out in horror at the same time:
"What the hell?!"
"There's another big bomb!"
The situation was urgent, so the three of them immediately went back to find the main force, contacted Seibu Tsukasa, and asked everyone to hide in a safe place.
But when they rushed back, they learned bad news - 60% of the soldiers in the army suffered from vomiting and diarrhea in a short period of time. Some of the serious ones even had hallucinations and almost shot their companions.
At the same time, during the time they went underground, monsters continued to appear in the fog of the city. Based on the principle of not harming civilians, they led the monsters to open areas and killed them one by one.
Therefore, the main force is now outside the city, with no cover nearby. Even if they could drive the main ship to pick up the people, the soldiers were in very poor condition now, and even if they evacuated at the fastest speed, they would not be able to catch up with the explosion.
"How come so many people were poisoned?!" Bai Ling gritted his teeth and tried to control his anxiety.
During the call, Seibuji couldn't help but curse, "Fuck you bitch, as soon as you left, they put a neurotoxin in the fog, the kind that is forbidden for any army in the interstellar system to use! Bitches, the Nazis will tattoo them on their bodies!"
Local interstellar wars continue, but no matter what, all countries have a common understanding - that is, poison gas must never be used on the battlefield.
Because poison gas is all-encompassing and indiscriminate, anyone who uses it means that the warring party no longer cares about justice or not and only wants to start a massacre.
No matter what era this is in, it is completely anti-human.
Bai Ling's pupils turned red, and he regretted not cutting Cen Yan into pieces.
He gnashed his teeth and ordered, "Seibuji, listen to me. An antimatter bomb is going to explode on our heads soon. The impact area is very wide, so wide that I don't even have the time to calculate it right now. So we need shields, the more the better. Get everyone who can drive mechas to come here, line up and deploy the shields. No matter what, we must make it through!"
Xiwusi: "What about you? Come back to the main ship!"
"I'm not going back, I'm the commander--"
Before he could finish his words, the signal was cut off. But Xiwu Si knew what was behind Bai Ling's words. He is the commander-in-chief, so of course he must live and die together with his soldiers.
Seibu was silent for two seconds, then walked out with heavy steps and gave orders loudly, asking the cockpit to drive the main ship over and turn on the defense system to 100%.
However, the second pilot in the cockpit said anxiously: "No, Your Excellency, Lieutenant General, Commander Bai has previously ordered this system to maintain low-level operation."
"Then he has to come over to give the authority?" Xiwu Si's blood boiled.
"Yes... Apart from this, we have no other choice—"
Before the word "method" was uttered, the Themis system responsible for defense suddenly became active in the foreground. The mechanical voice of the main control AI reported in a deep and soothing tone:
"The highest system permissions have been unlocked, and 20% of the computing power has been unlocked."
Seibuji: “That’s too low.”
System: “35%.”
The second pilot explained, "It is ascending now. It is expected to pass 90% when it reaches Commander Bai."
This is quite a coincidence. Seibu breathed a sigh of relief and looked at the huge operating table. Coincidentally, Themis' camera on the operating table also turned around and looked at him.
Xiwu Si snorted and sighed for no apparent reason, muttering to himself, "You also want to live and die with him, right?"
After saying that, he was shocked by his own insanity. Why was he wasting time talking to the AI? He might have been poisoned as well.
Pilot No. 2 and Pilot No. 3 were so busy that Seibu looked at them and suddenly asked, "Where's Pilot No. 1?"
No. 2 wiped the sweat off his head, pointed at the control panel, and said as a matter of course: "Dayi is it. This is the tradition of the main ship. We must respect the system. It is our boss."
Pilot No. 3 nodded hurriedly: "Yes, yes, yes, in order to ensure that there are no problems with the system and to please the machine spirit, we often give it cyber tributes."
Xiwusi: "? What tribute?"
Number Two and Number Three looked at each other, rubbed their hands together in embarrassment, and laughed, "No, nothing, just some photos of Commander Bai circulating on the Internet."
Xiwusi: "..."
He glanced at the console suspiciously.
So weird. There's something fishy about this thing.
In the thick darkness, the main ship roared and broke through the lingering fog, illuminating the ground below as if it were daytime.
Seibuji's voice shouting "Get out of the way!" came out from the loudspeaker at the top of his lungs. A large number of soldiers on the ground, like little ants sensing the coming of a heavy rain, ran hurriedly but orderly to the bottom of the hovering main ship.
High above the night sky, Kidd was climbing higher and higher while holding the warhead. He glanced down briefly. The damp, toxic fog was emitting a black aura, blocking almost 80% of the light. He could only vaguely see the lights of the main ship.
In the face of the destructive weapons created by the earthlings, they are just ants.
Kidd shook his head, forcing himself to focus. The mecha he stole belonged to the cult, it was of average quality, and its climbing speed was much slower than that of the army.
But the information from the cult told him that the warhead also had a remote device. If he didn't let it go, one more minute, it would explode in his hands.
Kidd seemed to have heard the countdown of his life.
But he still didn't let go. He just wanted to try his best to take the big firecracker far, high, away from his friends and brothers.
Last time, he was plotted against by Cen Yan and so many of his brothers were killed.
Kidd smiled, with two tear streaks running down his cheeks. This time, everyone must be safe.
The mecha sounded an alarm, indicating that the planet's protective net was 500 meters above, and a collision with it would result in the destruction of the mecha and the death of everyone on board.
——450 meters.
A little higher, a little higher.
——380 meters.
If it were ten meters higher, perhaps one person would be saved from death.
——57 meters.
Kidd closed his eyes, counted to two seconds in his mind, and finally clenched his fist and slammed it hard on the button.
At the same time, on the ground, the main ship deployed a large umbrella-like protective shield, covering an area of ten kilometers in radius.
But everyone knows that the energy absorption power of antimatter is a hundred times stronger than that of a nuclear bomb, and the energy shield of the main ship alone is far from enough.
Then, all the movable mechas on the ground flew up, spread their wings, and one after another formed a large colorful light wing net.
And above them, in the most critical area, hovered the main mecha - Sidewinder.
Bai Ling unfolded the "Faith" protective shield that he had installed earlier, and saw Kidd's mecha in the distant night sky ejecting from the safety cabin at the last moment.
He breathed a sigh of relief, then gathered his spirits, pushed his hands forward, and forced the energy usage to the maximum. He lowered his eyebrows, and with his usual arrogance, he said viciously:
"Then let's see whether this antique firecracker is stronger or our 'faith' is stronger!"
The [Faith] shield of the Rattler was specially researched by the Uriel development team so that it could withstand attacks of up to 30,000 tons of TNT in similar situations.
Bai Ling can unfold his folding shield to effectively defend 100,000 square meters, equivalent to half a city. So in this operation, he was the one who deservedly took the damage.
Bai Ling has always believed that money spent must be spent wisely.
He spent the most money on modifying his mecha, so he can take damage according to his ability, there is nothing wrong with that.
While he was thinking, Kidd's air mecha had already crashed into the protective net in the sky. People looked up and saw a huge ball of light as bright as the sun appearing in the sky, illuminating the ground in every detail. The next second, the light seemed to collapse instantly and turned into a terrifying black hole, swallowing up the surrounding clouds, fog, passing birds, and houses in the distance in the blink of an eye.
Everything turned into dust in the reflection of the retina.
When people thought everything was over, suddenly a shock wave comparable to a Category 19 typhoon swept over like a tsunami, instantly overturning everything on the ground.
The main ship swayed left and right in the strong wind, as if it was fighting a storm in the deep ocean. Xiwu Si looked out through the porthole nervously, Bai Ling was still holding on at the top.
However, the next second, another aftermath rushed towards them.
Xiwu Si's pupils suddenly shrank and he threw himself against the porthole. In his shocked eyes, Bai Ling's mecha could no longer withstand the high-load operation. The strong wind tore a two-meter-long crack in the fuselage, and the strong wind poured in. Half of the mecha disintegrated directly under the attack of the shock wave.
Bai Ling was the first to be hit. As soon as he pressed the escape pod button, he felt a pain in his chest and vomited a mouthful of blood towards the control panel. Then he was thrown out by inertia.
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