Chapter 810: Chapter 583: Thank You for Your Kindness, Sir
“Yes, sir, absolutely.” Major Gerry quickly lowered his head and said respectfully and fearfully.
“Hahaha, let’s go and take a look at our 27th Infantry Company’s base! This will be the new territory of our 149th Division!”
Meanwhile, Jerome and the others, who had been lurking on the distant hills for days, also saw the actions of the division headquarters’ guard team.
“Let’s go, meet our division commander, and thank our allied forces for their brave fight.” Major Jerome turned around with a cold smile on his face.
The guard team’s march was clearly directed towards their 27th Infantry Company’s defensive fortifications.
Are they going to announce ownership now?
Behind him, the officers and soldiers whose faces and bodies were covered with scars all bore deep-seated hatred.
They were the officers and soldiers who survived the machinations of Colonel Quinton.
Now the other side wants to occupy the land they defended with their lives; how could they not confront them?
“Major.”
Mu Fan, standing beside Jerome, spoke softly, prompting the latter to immediately look at him, curiosity in his eyes.
The other officers from the war zones looked at this suddenly speaking private, puzzled.
“How many people are you planning to take?”
“Of course, all of us. I want that damn parasite to see we’re still alive!” As Jerome spoke, seeing Mu Fan’s expression, he sensed something was wrong, then frowned and asked, “What are you trying to say?”
“What I’m trying to say is… what if things develop in the worst possible direction?” Mu Fan adjusted his words, trying to make the other party understand, but not being too explicit.
This was his first time practicing his social skills in such an important setting.
Mu Fan’s words flashed through Jerome’s brain like lightning, and he said in disbelief, “How could such serious consequences happen?”
There was no explicit explanation, but everyone who heard understood.
In the past, they would have unhesitatingly agreed with Jerome.
However, now, these officers who survived really began to consider the possibility of such a result.
The officers in the rock cave no longer paid attention to Mu Fan, who had just spoken.
Jerome eventually fell silent, hot breath coming out of his nostrils, and his fists creaked as he clenched them.
Then, with a resolute expression, as if making a decision, he looked at Mu Fan:
“Private!”
Hmm?
Mu Fan looked up at Jerome.
“You stay in the Gun Knight.”
“Teresa.”
“Present!” A stout officer with short blond hair stepped out. He, along with Jerome, had been rescued by Mu Fan.
“You’re the captain of the Infantry Company. Later, you stay too. In case of any changes, you handle it.” As he spoke, he discreetly gave a signal, directing his eyes slightly towards Mu Fan.
Only his trusted personnel would understand this, meaning to follow Mu Fan’s suggestion.
Teresa nodded slightly, indicating his understanding, and then resolutely responded, “Yes!”
“Very good.”
Jerome took a deep breath, adjusted his collar and insignia, then calmly looked at the elite officers and soldiers of this surviving unit behind him.
“Given the unauthorized and uncontrollable nature of this matter, I will make an exception this time and not enforce mandatory measures. Now we need to go meet that damn 149th Division Commander. Who wants to go with me to see that soul-rotting pizza-born bastard?”
“I!”
“I!”
…
A forest of hands shot up, and everyone looked at Jerome with burning eyes.
Jerome’s throat moved up and down, and then he silently nodded, nodding harder and harder, smiling through clenched teeth, and finally, he laughed so hard that tears came out.
From five war zones, over a thousand men, now just a pitiful hundred or so remained.
How many of their brothers and comrades had become permanent residents of this land.
“Alright, very well, I understand your thoughts. Little Chri, do you want to go on behalf of your twin brother? Sorry, that’s not possible; I know your family only has you left.”
“Hansen, you silly bird, get back; you’re the sole captain of the 12th Squad, which needs someone to handle heavy weapons.”
“Wendell, stop crying like an idiot. I ain’t going to my death, damn it, your sniveling gets on my nerves, stay here!”
“Upton…”
“Maze…”
…
As a series of names came out of Jerome’s mouth, those addressed lowered their arms in disappointment because the major had clearly excused them from consideration.
Initially, Jerome only wanted to take a few people because Mu Fan’s words had reminded him.
But officers from the other four war zones, also with red eyes, directly rejected his proposal.
“Jerome, don’t think you’re the only ones with brothers! Damn it, I’ve lost over a hundred people too! If I can’t go, how the hell am I going to face my brothers?”
A major from Zone C said angrily, his chest heaving.
At the same time, officers from other zones also stepped forward.
Seeing these reactions, Jerome’s eyes turned red, “What if we all get wiped out?”
“So you want us to barely survive?”
“Each war zone is limited to a maximum of two officers and no more than eight soldiers.”
Finally, Jerome relented, and although the soldiers and officers around were slightly dissatisfied, they all accepted.
“Alright, then it’s settled. Brothers, Captain Teresa will temporarily take over the unit. Whatever happens, everyone must follow orders.”
“Let’s go, move out! To meet that damn Colonel Quinton.”
In the end, Jerome led roughly 9 officers and 24 soldiers, a total of 34 men, into the dark passage.
They intended to arrive before Colonel Quinton reached the base.
This group was only equipped with ordinary defensive weapons, and then their calm but angry gazes, burdened with numerous hopes, disappeared into the rock layers.
Unnoticed, Private Mu Fan stood silently in a corner, gazing into the distance, suddenly feeling an inexplicable oppression in his heart; this was a reaction to the foggy future.
It was his first time experiencing emotional fluctuation for people he’d just met.
The actions of these soldiers moved him deeply.
From start to finish, they embodied the belief that mission meant honor…
They had never been lost in the chaos and madness of war.
These people deserved his respect.
“Captain, let’s follow them.” Mu Fan turned to look at Teresa.
The latter nodded and immediately gave the order, and the remaining personnel quietly snuck along the passage.
They were going to witness the moment when the major sought justice for their fallen brothers!
They wanted to see the moment that damned and foolish Colonel Quinton would be humiliated!
The overt and covert teams finally advanced towards the same goal.
…
“Colonel, we have arrived at the base. This is the official base point designated by headquarters. The Empire’s withdrawal was so hasty that this place hasn’t been seriously damaged, though the environment is a bit harsh.” An officer stepped forward flatteringly to claim credit.
Looking at the enormous and rudimentary air raid shelter, with its irremovable rusty smell in the nostrils, and its uneven footing, Colonel Quinton, however, felt exceptionally pleased.
Because he didn’t care about any of that!
If he wanted a beautiful environment, why would he come to this godforsaken E75 Planet? Applying to be an officer on Blue Capital Star would be much more comfortable, right?
If he feared a harsh environment, why would he go to such lengths to come to Fire Hills?
“Hahahaha, remember our identity. We are soldiers; how can soldiers be afraid of hardship?”
“Yes, yes, the Colonel is right.” The officer quickly echoed.
“You, you~~~” Colonel Quinton said in exasperation, “Since the 104th Division personnel have perished, the base can’t go a day without troops. So, as fellow Federation forces, we’ll station ourselves in the Fire Hills zone!”
Saying this, Quinton’s eyes were glimmering because the miner team collaborating with the black market merchants was already heading here.
By tomorrow at the latest, tomorrow! Yes, tomorrow!
He could listen to the crisp sound of Star Coins accumulating in his account and enjoy a peaceful sleep.
“As fellow Federation soldiers, we fear no hardship for the sake of our duty.”
When he said this, Colonel Quinton’s eyes shone with determination, as the soldiers behind him looked at their superintendent with admiration.
Their commander’s spirit was so magnificent!
“What a brilliant speech, Colonel Quinton. But I’m afraid the station of our 104th Division should be defended by our own.” A stony-faced officer with scars and a calm expression walked out from a small rocky cave nearby as Colonel Quinton’s face twitched in surprise.
“But we appreciate the Colonel’s kind intentions, truly.”