This Army Isn't Worth Staying In!

The hatch closed.

After Chu Wei saw his father jump down, he said, "Radiance, activate the 3D virtual viewing system and lock onto the battlefield below."

Radiance was the name of this intelligent fighter jet's AI.

"Yes, Young Master."

As the electronic voice faded, a 3D virtual projection appeared before them. From the vantage point of the skies above, they watched the battle unfold.

From the moment the fighter jet approached the city prison, the Iron Armored Dragon had been alerted. It watched the silver-gray intelligent fighter jet overhead warily.

Chu Shitang leaped down from within. He had no intention of wasting time in a standoff with the monster. A dazzling blade light descended from the sky.

The Iron Armored Dragon's fiery red eyes blazed with ferocity as it suddenly shot forward. Though enormous, its Movement Speed was not slow in the slightest—it had actually surpassed Mach speed!

Roar!

The concrete beneath its feet cracked apart!

The other Beast Generals around the city prison also rushed over. A rough count showed more than a hundred and fifty of them, most of them Intermediate or High-level Beast Generals, charging over in a frenzy.

The moment Chu Shitang's blade met the Iron Armored Dragon's, the beast was sent flying. It crashed into an office building, splitting a massive, horrifying crack through the point of impact as glass exploded everywhere!

Compared to the Iron Armored Dragon's body, reinforced concrete was like tofu.

Bu Wenxing exclaimed, "Chu Wei, your dad is so strong!"

"Of course!" Chu Wei said. "Do you even understand what a High-level War God means?"

Liu Mingxuan remained calm. "Judging by its size, this Iron Armored Dragon should be somewhere between Primary Lord level and mid-Lord level. It's far weaker than Chu Wei's father. This battle should be completely one-sided."

At that moment, Chu Shitang stood alone within the monsters' encirclement. His solitary figure formed a stark contrast with those massive monsters, yet he seemed like a stabilizing pillar, utterly calm and unhurried.

Even those aboard the fighter jet did not think this pack of Beast Generals could affect the battle.

Not to mention that he was wearing a Black God Suit, leaving those Beast Generals unable to place any pressure on him at all. With his movement technique alone, how could they possibly touch him?

His figure darted through the monster horde like the wind, incomparably agile and unpredictable. Though the monsters bared their fangs and claws with savage ferocity, they could not even brush the corner of his clothing. Meanwhile, a light sweep of the battle blade in his hand was enough to take a monster's life.

Liu Mingxuan watched calmly and asked, "Is this a Perfect level movement technique?"

Movement techniques were divided into Basic level, Subtle level, Perfect level, and Intent level.

One particularly distinctive trait of a Perfect level movement technique was mastery of one's surroundings. One could make use of every aspect of the environment, even certain traits of the monsters themselves, to evade attacks.

Chu Wei smiled. "His movement technique reached Perfect level a long time ago. He might already be close to Intent level now. And the technique he's using is Flowing Light from the Nine Heavens Thunder Blade."

The Nine Heavens Thunder Blade was an ultimate secret manual, and its creator, Thunder God, was known as the fastest human powerhouse on Earth.

Although Chu Shitang was only a High-level War God and naturally far inferior to Thunder God in strength, among War Gods, he was absolutely one of the strongest.

The plaza was littered with monster corpses.

Chu Shitang was like a bolt of black lightning, carrying out divine punishment upon these monsters!

Even the Lord-level Iron Armored Dragon was utterly unable to resist his attacks. Its scales had shattered, and its entire body was drenched in blood, leaving it in a miserable state.

Whoosh!

Another slash.

Chu Shitang's eyes were cold as lightning.

This slash contained all of Chu Shitang's mastery of the Nine Heavens Thunder Blade's offensive techniques—six layers of hidden force and fivefold exertion. The Iron Armored Dragon instinctively sensed the terror of this strike, and fear appeared in its fiery red eyes.

Shk!

With one slash, blood gushed from the Lord-level Iron Armored Dragon's chest. It died on the spot!

Chu Shitang glanced at the Iron Armored Dragon's corpse, then headed straight into the prison to inspect the situation inside.

After a while, Chu Shitang's voice suddenly Sounded within the fighter jet. "Radiance, prepare to land!"

Chu Shitang was remotely controlling it through his communication watch.

"Yes, sir."

The silver-gray fighter jet intelligently searched for a suitable landing site and slowly descended. The hatch opened once more.

Chu Shitang walked in from outside. "Fortunately, martial artists have physical constitutions far beyond ordinary people. The martial artists captured by the monsters in the prison haven't lost their bodily functions yet. My fighter jet carries common medicine, medical equipment, Nutrient Fluid, and other supplies. I'll have to trouble you all to help me treat the injured."

"No problem."

They nodded in agreement.

This was their duty to begin with.

Carrying the medicine, they entered the prison and discovered seven survivors inside. All of them had fallen into deep comas. This was a self-protective response of the human body, reducing bodily consumption and preventing the core organs from entering failure too early.

Other than them, there was no sign of anyone else.

If there had been any dead, their corpses had likely already been disposed of by the monsters.

They immediately began treatment, then carried the survivors onto the fighter jet and settled them down.

These people were almost completely spent. Even if their bodily functions could recover, it would not happen in a short time. They would not wake up for the moment.

They had only performed emergency treatment. Further treatment and care would require sending them to a hospital and leaving them to the doctors.

They then helped Chu Shitang process the spoils of war. This time, they had truly hit the jackpot. The materials from the Iron Armored Dragon's corpse alone were worth around three billion, and with the Beast Generals added in, the haul this time was worth at least ten billion.

Looking at those materials, Chu Wei felt as if gold coins were gleaming in his eyes. How could he resist trying to claim a share? He fawned over his father so shamelessly that Liu Mingxuan could only cover his forehead in speechless exasperation. In the end, thanks to his excellent attitude, he was rewarded with two hundred million and was overjoyed.

Chu Shitang even wanted to reward them for helping collect the materials, but it had only been a small effort, so how could they accept payment? Chu Wei finally said that he would treat everyone to a grand meal after they returned, and Chu Shitang said nothing more.

They boarded the fighter jet and began their journey back, flying more than ten thousand meters above the ground.

Lin Yan watched the scenery outside through the 3D virtual viewing system. Ever since he had transmigrated here, he had rarely had a moment when his mind was completely relaxed. For a time, he could not help but become entranced.

The azure sky.

The thick, pure-white clouds.

And flying bird-type monsters of all kinds.

It was a wonderful feeling he had never experienced before.

The fighter jet followed its set route directly to the military district base's airfield. After the survivors rescued from the prison had been properly settled with the help of the airport staff, Liu Mingxuan took Zhang Wei to meet their superior officer, while the others returned to their small base in the abandoned warehouse.

They had lived and died together on the battlefield.

Yet after returning to the military district, their bond nearly fell apart over One Matter.

Chen Lian had just taken everyone's weapons away for maintenance. When he returned, he found that an argument had already broken out in the meeting room.

Lin Yan stood there shouting, "I'm putting my foot down today! Even if you sent me alone to assassinate a Lord-level monster, I, Lin Yan, wouldn't so much as furrow my brow. But this is absolutely out of the question!"

Jia Yan slammed the table in anger. "Insolence! Is that how a newcomer should behave?"

"What, Vice Captain Jia? Throwing your authority around now, are you?"

The others nearby, however, acted as though they saw nothing and simply let them argue.

Chen Lian's heart jumped. Wondering what had happened, he walked straight in to break them up.

"If there's something to say, say it properly. What happened?"

Lin Yan crossed his arms, his tone filled with indignation. "Chen Lian, you don't know this, but Jia Yan openly started suppressing me the moment we returned to the military district. I feel I've been treated unfairly. This is way too much!"

Jia Yan pointed at his nose and cursed, "Is Jia Yan what you call me? Lin Yan, do you have even the slightest bearing of a soldier?"

Lin Yan did not hesitate. The words immediately came out of his mouth. "So what if I call you that? Bite me!"

"This army isn't worth staying in!"

The moment he opened his mouth, he was already talking like the Old Dragon King!

What the hell?!

Chen Lian's heart pounded. He had only been gone for a little over ten minutes. What major disaster had happened?

"What exactly happened?"

Lin Yan snorted twice. "He actually wants me to write the report for this operation. He's making things difficult for me and going way too far!"

"I'm making things difficult for you today. What, do you want to fight?"

Lin Yan continued fanning the flames. "Then let's fight! Who's afraid of who?"

Jia Yan rolled up his sleeves and shouted, "Heh, today I'll let you see how hard the fists of an Intermediate General are!"

Chen Lian struggled to restrain the Eager to try Lin Yan, covering his mouth as he hurriedly said, "Stop arguing!"

"I'll write the operation report!"

The meeting room instantly fell silent.

Chen Lian felt Lin Yan, whom he had been unable to restrain no matter how hard he pulled just moments ago, immediately calm down. A terrible premonition arose in his heart.

Oh no!

He'd been tricked!

He turned his head and lowered the hand covering Lin Yan's mouth, only to see Lin Yan smiling brightly. Lin Yan heavily slapped him on the shoulder, his voice full of emotion, loud and clear. "Good brother!"

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