The news that the northern border was breached by the Apocalypse Abyss Legion spread to Xinjing like wings. In less than a day, it spread to Fengya, and almost everyone knew about it.
The hanging eagle headquarters, the eagle strikes the building.
In an office with a solemn style and a strong sense of modernity, a spirited old general was leaning on his chair. He held a lit cigar between his right legs, and the index finger of his left leg tapped the table gently and regularly, as if he was thinking about something important. A pair of slightly cloudy eyes are always as sharp as they were decades ago.
In front of the old general's desk, two major generals, Qiuyuan and Beihuashu, stood on the left and right. The person who originally occupied the old general's seat - the leader of the radical faction, Yuan Zaijiang - was now standing on one side of the table, waiting respectfully beside the old general.
"No one could have imagined that things would turn out that way so quickly. But if not, we can just do our best."
After the old general finished speaking, he blew out a puff of gray smoke and raised his eyes to look at Qiuyuan and Beihuashu in front of him.
Qiuyuan has a tall and straight posture and bright eyes, but there is a heaviness between his eyebrows. Compared with other people present, he is already "energetic". Bei Huashu next to him was the complete opposite. Not only did he bend his neck, but his already cold and stern face was covered with a heavy haze that was difficult to dispel, as if half of his three souls and seven souls were gone.
The three people present understood that Bei Huashu had become like this. Because when the commander of the Northern Demon Corps was staying in Xinjing for a long time, the Northern Demon Corps led by the deputy commander was sent to temporarily station at the northern border, and then happened to bump into the leader of the Apocalypse Abyss Corps who suddenly pressed the border. Gaia, one of the Thirteen Thrones. The deputy commander included more than 30,000 soldiers, all of whom died heroically at the border.
He had painstakingly cultivated the prestigious Northern Demon Corps for ten years, but suddenly he was left alone. Moreover, not long ago, his father, the commander of the North Border Zhenguan Army, had just died due to the "Plague" Kazan of the Thirteenth Throne. Two mistakes that anyone could call fatal blows happened one after another in a short period of time, even if he is not a strong man. It’s also hard to stay normal.
"Qiuyuan and Beihuashu, the third group army that blocks the Apocalypse Abyss Legion in the south and east is commanded by the two of us. Give us some time to make initial preparations and set off on time at 1:00 a.m. to defend their human territory!"
"No!" "No!"
A high-pitched and low-pitched response echoed outside the office. Qiuyuan and Bei Huashu turned around to leave, but the old general interrupted: "Qiuyuan, I will stay in the east first."
As Bei Huashu left alone, the footsteps coming from the corridor gradually became distant.
General Yuan cast a respectful look at the old general sitting in his seat and asked softly: "Standing Committee Member Zhao, do you think it's okay to let Bei Huashu go like that? Judging from his condition, I'm afraid he is not suitable for the battlefield."
The old general who is so respected by General Yuan is named Zhao Yuanlang. He is not one of the five standing committee members of the Supreme Pioneer Committee, nor is he the real backer behind the Hanging Eagle radicals.
"Having said that, if I hold him down and don't let him go, won't he take revenge? He, I, and his father are all old acquaintances. They watched Hua Shu grow into a dragon among men, and they also know that dragon. What is his temperament? Although the battlefield is extremely dangerous, there is always Akiyuan watching over him."
Zhao Yuanlang explained his idea, and Qiu Yuan nodded and said that he would definitely do it. General Yuan stopped mentioning it. In fact, he didn't have any better idea in mind.
"There is something very special. There is a person from the Third Army, the Mild Sect, who will send over before departure. The three of us with level 4 high legs should be able to attack the vanguard of the Apocalypse Abyss Army without any risk."
Akiyuan couldn't help but ask: "Teacher, who is that person?"
There were only a few moderate generals who had a good relationship with him, but there happened to be one person who had a good relationship with him, and the two recognized each other's strength. That person is Wuyang.
But Standing Committee Member Zhao gave him a meaningful look, and then said: "No need to guess, we are fighting against each other, he has defeated me very well. The third person is Wu Qi."
"Wu Qi?" Qiu Yuan suddenly felt a little embarrassed. Although it had been a month since the incident, Wu Qi took the initiative to lower his profile and resolve the "misunderstanding" with him if the Standing Committee member greeted him, but he couldn't help but feel a little strange.
"That's right, Wu Qi. He knows one thing about him. He has been in the Apocalypse Abyss for two or three years, and the fourth-level pioneers of the new generation like me and Bei Huashu have no experience in resisting the Thirteen Thrones of the Apocalypse Abyss. Wu Qi has strength, experience and intelligence. As the third commander of the Third Army, he is better than anyone else among General Xuanying."
Akiyuan thought for a moment and then accepted it happily.
"Okay, the teacher thinks he must be the best person, and Akiyuan believes it too. Let's go to stop the Apocalypse Abyss Legion from the south and east, and they will definitely live up to Xuanying's expectations!"
Qiu Yuan thought he could leave after finishing his sentence, but Zhao Yuanlang said again:
"At the very beginning of his dispel, he asked me to tell him something. "
"Teacher, please speak."
"If we encounter the Thirteenth Throne Kazan, our Third Army would rather pay a heavier price than kill him. I am the commander-in-chief. He believes that I can grasp the speed and do it."
Zhao Yuanlang's tone and demeanor seemed normal, but Qiuyuan, as Zhao Yuanlang's most loyal student, had long been familiar with the mistakes of others.
He smelled something unusual.
"I would rather pay a heavier price... Why..."
Qiuyuan hid his doubts in his heart, but still looked bright and handsome and said with a smile: "No problem, teacher."
... ...
On the other side, the Western Branch of Academia Sinica, A-11 Laboratory.
At noon, the researchers in Greg's team had already gone out for dinner, and Greg was walking in front of his desk to analyze the new round of data on the leg head subject.
There were only two people in the huge laboratory, Greg and Xiang Keping. Xiang Keping had already finished his work in the afternoon and deliberately stayed until the end. At this moment, he was quietly turning his head to look at Greg.
Seeing that Greg had neglected his leg work and stretched his waist at a certain moment, Xiang Keping seized the opportunity and walked over.
"Dr. Greg."
Greg smiled and asked: "What's the matter?"
Xiang Keping clenched his legs into fists and acted like a man with high ambitions and sonority: "Doctor, he wants to apply to accompany the Third Army to collect the materials of the plague species in the Apocalypse Abyss and bring them back for research and analysis!"
Xiang Keping expected that Dr. Greg would be slightly moved, but he didn't expect that Dr. Greg would frown slightly and then ask, "Why?"
"The Apocalypse Abyss is the enemy of mankind. If he can go with the Third Army to fight against the enemy, he can not only provide information to the laboratory as soon as possible, but also fight to defend the territory of mankind. He feels very honored! Xiang Keping said with piercing eyes.