Chapter 481: Chapter 268: Da Qiang and Er Meng—Unbeatable on the Western Front! (Part 2)
This time, my intentions are simple. The Nanhuang Daoist School will not let that incident with Ayuan happen again.
In my early years, that scoundrel He Lanchan taught me a phrase: the best way to eliminate danger is to strangle all potential threats in advance.
In the past, if someone meddled or did something shady, I would chop off their claws, thinking that I was being quick and decisive.
After Ayuan’s death, I blamed myself. The outside world called me arrogant and domineering, but living for half a life in vain and not being ruthless enough cost me a beloved disciple.
Now I’ve figured it out and learned my lesson.
Sss!
Uncle Zhang’s killing intent was intense!
Zhao Yunhan felt a chill rise behind him. He knew that the Grandmaster’s anger and happiness were not shown on his face, and the calmer he appeared, the more intense his emotions were in his heart.
It seems the person surnamed Ying is going to be skinned.
Zhao Yunhan shook his head and said:
"Ying Xiao, I remember this person, a defense contractor of the Ninth Battle Group with medium armament and a small fleet with decent firepower..."
Zhao Yunhan glanced at Uncle Zhang and said with a frown:
"Uncle Zhang wants to teach him a lesson? I can take care of it. All of Ying Xiao’s business cannot do without the Ninth Battle Group. Coincidentally, I’m planning to carry out a ’rectification campaign’ to weed out some hidden parasites..."
Old Zhang slowly raised his eyelids:
"Er Mengzi, you didn’t understand. I’ve learned my lesson.
Since Ayuan’s passing, I set a rule for myself—whoever reaches out to the Nanhuang Daoist School again, I’ll chop off their head."
Every word was full of killing intent!
The cup of hot tea in front of Zhao Yunhan, which was not yet drunk, suddenly turned cold as if placed in an ice cavern.
He was slightly startled, pondered for a moment, and carefully chose his words:
"Uncle Zhang, this matter is not easy. Ying Xiao is a defense contractor, with cooperative relations with the Ninth Battle Group.
To put it simply, this person has backing, doing dirty work for a powerful figure in the command department, like trading with the Sacred Blood clan, selling followers, participating in trade... Besides, this guy has decent ability and is quite valued, hence he is influential in the Black Xie Star Domain, both in legal and illegal circles."
Old Zhang glanced sidelong at Zhao Yunhan, and asked straightforwardly:
"Er Mengzi, are you trying to persuade me?"
Zhao Yunhan coughed lightly and said:
"How could I? Uncle Zhang, your words carry as much weight with me as the command department’s orders. I’m just analyzing the situation. The difficulty in taking Ying Xiao’s life lies in his real connections with the Ninth Battle Group.
In terms of procedure, he can apply for battle group protection.
Uncle Zhang, even if you drive the Hun Yuan Fighting Champion over, but the battle group is a large collective, an individual challenging it will inevitably provoke opposition."
Zhao Yunhan spoke systematically. Instead of being a typical serving soldier in the battle group, he rose from the front lines to the rear, serving as an "instructor" and then a "commissioner".
In the future, perhaps sitting in the position of "Director of the Internal Committee of the Military Department".
"Uncle Zhang, forgive my straightforwardness, even a Grandmaster cannot shake a battle group, especially when they are united, any opposition will be immediately cast out."
Old Zhang squinted his eyes, pointing at Zhao Yunhan, and said:
"Er Mengzi, you really are full of cunning! I admired your slyness from the start, just like Lao Zhao!"
Zhao Yunhan chuckled, it was all experience learned from group fights back in school,
Two fists can’t beat four hands, so why not think of other ways, the best being to sow discord, divide, and weaken, then target the most hated guy!
"I’ll fish him out, lure him into the trap, and Uncle Zhang, you’ll have to play the part of a raiding group temporarily. Kill him and finish the job, and I’ll handle the aftermath."
Zhao Yunhan’s thoughts were clear and well-understood.
"Alright."
Old Zhang pondered, clapped his hands in agreement.
Then added:
"By the way, do you know Mo Zhenting of the Seventh Battle Group? What’s he like?"
Zhao Yunhan’s forehead veins twitched, and he quickly said:
"Uncle Zhang, this is a general personally picked by the command department! Not like miscellaneous fish such as Ying Xiao, it requires careful planning!"
Old Zhang nodded:
"I know the importance, tell me about it first."
Zhao Yunhan breathed a sigh of relief, such a pillar of Dongxia army, honored as a major general by the time of establishment, who carries significant weight!
It qualifies for a level that could trigger a military department earthquake!
"This Mo Zhenting is good at the follow-up. He is on par with the Fourth Battle Group’s Xiao Zheng, but the latter is actually more eye-catching, more outstanding.
Instead, Mo Zhenting is ’unnoticed,’ at least not matching the ’general star potential.’
Yet within five years, Mo Zhenting surpassed expectations, secured a promotion to colonel early, and Xiao Zheng faded into the background, with no movement.
Especially in several major martial arts competitions, the Wind Scythe Sequence Army he commanded achieved impressive results.
There are rumors that a real power colonel of the Seventh Battle Group appreciates him and plans to recommend him for the ’Gene Seed Project’."
Old Zhang’s pupils contracted, nodding in realization of how valued Mo Zhenting was.
The internal promotion process within the battle group, where the highest specification is to join the "Gene Seed Candidate List".
All matters within the battle group are subject to confidentiality regulations, so the outside world’s concept and understanding of it is very vague.
Let alone the many secrets and traditions within.
The so-called "gene seeds" originated from the early days of the Great Expedition.
Back then, humanity had not yet stepped into "civilized powers."
The Nine Marshals sought to forge an invincible "Expeditionary Army," so they "imprinted" and distributed their perfect genetic profiles.
By using the original dialect, creating implantable "gene seeds," rapidly expanding the troops.
But this "rush-through" behavior also had drawbacks.
The first is that the "warriors" who accept the Nine Marshals’ gene seed injection will form a deep-seated mental imprint, viewing the battle group leader as a "father."
Once the Nine Marshals fall asleep, these "offspring" are affected, greatly reducing combat capability.
Secondly, the life potential of these warriors would be locked, equivalent to trading future possibilities for a rapid increase in combat power in a short time.
It was not conducive to the long-term development of the battle group.
As a result, by the third millennium, this "tradition" was abolished.
However, the sense of ceremony and honor it represented was preserved.
Successive generals extract parts of their own gene seeds for training the guards and strengthening armaments.
For Mo Zhenting to be selected for this plan suggests that his future achievements are limitless.
"Indeed, there’s no moving him. Mo Qihuan had a good son."
Old Zhang sighed and said helplessly:
"I can only try it a few days before my time comes."
Zhao Yunhan was drenched in cold sweat as he listened. Uncle Zhang is planning to clear all obstacles for the disciple who would succeed the Nanhuang Daoist School just before his sitting death!
A Grandmaster pushing with king-level Divine Machine in a slaughter at the end of their time?
Zhao Yunhan thought of that scene involuntarily terrified.
Truly too horrifying; who can stop a Grandmaster in their prime?
"Uncle Zhang, please calm down, we’ll set aside the matter with Mo Zhenting and deal with Ying Xiao first."
Zhao Yunhan wiped his sweat, better hope the Seventh Battle Group’s Mo Zhenting prays Uncle Zhang lives long.
Otherwise, looking through the Galaxy, few can resist a rampaging Grandmaster.
The ’Zhang’ of Uncle Zhang, fifty years ago, was ’Arrogant’.
As for what strong, it wasn’t encountered until He Lanchan, and then it faded away.
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"Urgent message! Human-faced Spider nest exterminated, contamination zone shrinking..."
In White Poplar Barrier City, Yao Guodong, who was observing the situation on the sand table, suddenly received a message from the translation officer.
His expression became solemn and he was suddenly shocked. The Western Front had not yet advanced, and the standoff had been going on for some time.
A half-hour ago, the Esotericist group on the Western Front suddenly moved frantically towards the nest of the Human-faced Spider.
Their target was clear: a new recruit named ’Qin Shi.’
The Tai Monarch’s body consciousness provided this information.
This new recruit who hasn’t even graduated from the Yellow Spring Training Camp seems to have become a ’Western Front’ target.