The rescue operation in District 7 ended on the evening of the second day, which was surprisingly early.
Since discovering Gu Li's live stream, Saide and Alfoseni, who had barely rested and had been trying to keep up with her, exchanged a tired glance and walked into their post in District 7 together.
Saide casually ripped off the combat suit binding him, took a breath, and slumped into a chair, looking at the wound on his hand that had begun to heal.
Said: "Just thinking about the astonished look on the captain's face makes me want to laugh."
Alfoseny followed behind him, and even at this moment, he tried his best to maintain a proper posture while sitting down. When he heard Said's words, he raised the corner of his lips: "The rescue ended much earlier than they expected."
They claimed to be cooperating with the 11th Army, but everyone knew that only the three of them from the 11th Army had come, and the fact that they were able to finish the operation so quickly depended entirely on... that one person.
Said covered his face and slumped back in his chair, laughing for a while before suddenly falling silent: "Hey, Al."
While changing out of his combat uniform, which was stained with blood, Alfoseni merely gave a casual nod.
"Um?"
"To be honest, I'm starting to feel the pressure too."
Joining the Eleventh Legion was not a well thought-out decision; it was merely a youthful impulsive act, coupled with the fact that Gu Li had gained their approval.
...Isn't it natural to be in the same legion as your best buddy?
My good brother is the commander of the Eleventh Legion, isn't that even more impressive?!
But now he is displaying overwhelming strength beyond ordinary people in the Eleventh Army. If there is more than one person with this kind of power in the alien city.
The 11th Army might actually become the fastest-rising legion in the Federation.
Alfoseny turned off the constantly flashing communicator and walked into the bathroom, his voice echoing, "Instead of feeling stressed, I should think about how to keep up with her."
"By the way, you'd better set up your communicator too, otherwise..."
"Said!!! Why aren't you answering the phone!!!"
Hearing the sounds coming from outside, Alfoseni expressionlessly closed the bathroom door, shutting everything out.
In a large conference room far away in the safe zone, the bigwigs of various legions gathered together, a rare sight indeed. Even the Federal Council had people present. At first, they were able to talk about some serious matters under the guise of discussing strategy.
It wasn't until Gu Li's live stream was brought up for public discussion that things started to spiral out of control and veer off course.
"Clap clap clap—"
"I disagree. It was our mistake not to consider their danger beforehand. Our agreement with the alien city must be renegotiated!"
"No, their fighting strength is indispensable for our current resistance against Bellamy and Grantham! We should give them the greatest possible assistance, after all, the Naxi are originally from the Federation!"
The commander of the Third Army Corps took another breath and glared at the person who had spoken: "Of course you Ninth Army Corps can say that since you have no grudge against them, but the Eleventh Army Corps wants the Lower Sixth District! That's our territory!"
The commander of the Ninth Legion took a sip of tea, glanced at the Third Legion whose faces were full of resistance, and a hint of contempt flashed in his eyes.
"Aren't you afraid that your ancestors will come back to take back your family's property?"
The next heir of the Eric family died on the battlefield and never returned. The family fortune he left behind was somehow inherited by a branch without any means. Everyone is not deaf or blind; a little investigation will reveal these scandals.
Is Rossini Eric someone to be trifled with?
Zheng Chang, the commander of the Ninth Army Corps, used the act of drinking tea to hide the coldness on his lips.
His gaze swept over the crowd still arguing, and he leaned back in his chair, bored out of his mind. They were all a bunch of fools who couldn't see the situation clearly.
Zheng Chang's gaze fell on his secretary behind him: "Have you made contact? I remember they should have started resting and relocating over there."
His secretary hastily uttered an "Uh": "Our people can't get in touch with Commander Gu himself."
"Saide!!! You still know how to answer the phone!!!"
A loud voice came from the receiver. Zheng Chang's gaze paused for a moment, and his secretary nodded awkwardly under his gaze: "That's right, we were able to contact Said of the Eleventh Legion."
The secretary's communicator picked up the conversation between the father and son, but before they could do anything, the weary voice on the other end hung up.
As the secretary rubbed his hands together, mentally drafting his resignation letter for the 361st time, Zheng Chang finally waved him out.
The secretary was as if granted a pardon.
If they can't win them over, most others probably won't be able to get in touch with the Eleventh Army either, so there's nothing to worry about.
The Federal families were as quiet as if they were dead. All the clear-headed people in the military were on the battlefield, and the sluggish ones were not a threat. The only real threat was probably the Federal University, which naturally had a positional advantage.
When the argument finally came to an end, the meeting room door was opened from the outside, and an elegant and composed old man walked in.
Ernst Levy glanced at everyone, his smile subtle: "I've confirmed the children's safety. Sorry everyone, we're a little late."
"Shall we discuss the next steps regarding deployment?"
The military personnel had no choice but to remain silent in resentment, while the Gu family, a noble family that no one expected to make a sound, was experiencing such a lively moment.
Before Gu Yuanqing could depart for his place of exile, he was called back. Before him lay a contract negotiated by the so-called family friends, outlining the bargaining chips they were willing to offer to win over the Gu family.
His gaze fell on the top, all of which was contingent on Gu Li being willing to return to the Gu family.
Even before any action had begun, Gu Yuanqing knew that Gu Li would never agree to come back.
Despite the intense stares from several pairs of eyes, he smiled as he stood up and put the contract into his pocket: "Uncles and elders, please don't worry. I'm going to District Seven soon. I'll contact Sister Gu Li then and we can discuss it later."
Gu Yuanqing walked out calmly with his back taut. In the study that represented the power of the head of the Gu family, he met the eyes of the butler who was waiting nervously outside, and a hint of mockery flashed deep in his eyes.
"Grandpa Butler, you heard me. My father and brother are not here, so I can't make a decision on my own."
He gradually walked outside, the sunlight gradually falling on him, and Gu Yuanqing's voice was a little muffled: "I'm leaving, please take care."
Gu Li woke up from her nap and slowly walked out of her room. A fragrant aroma immediately filled her nostrils, and her stomach growled in response.
Gu Li looked at the large table of steaming food in front of her, blinked, and almost thought she was still dreaming.
Under the gloating gazes of Saide and Alfoseni, she took a step back, her gaze struggling to shift to the people who shouldn't be there.
What are you doing here?
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