Their voices joined into a torrent that surged into the heavens, as though it would tear the pitch-black night apart!
The civilians who were evacuating all burst into tears at the sight.
Many elderly people dropped straight to their knees and kowtowed to the soldiers.
"Young soldiers... you have to come back alive!"
"Thank you... thank you..."
As Yue Xiaofei looked at the passionate men below the platform, he felt the blood boiling in his veins.
He turned to Ning Hongye.
"Hongye, you said you could still take down one more Throne, right?"
Ning Hongye nodded.
Yue Xiaofei grinned.
His face was covered in blood, but his eyes shone with a frightening intensity.
"Good. Then today, the two of us will join them for one hell of a ride!"
Yue Xiaofei turned and strode over to Zhao Mengsheng.
"Uncle Zhao!"
Yue Xiaofei seized Zhao Mengsheng's wrist. "Count me in for the Suicide Squad!"
Zhao Mengsheng froze, then hastily refused. "No! Xiaofei, you're too badly hurt! And you're the Skull and Bones' target. Going there would mean walking straight into their trap!"
"Bullshit!"
Yue Xiaofei swore. "I'm Yue Changlong's son! My father was never a deserter, and I'll never be a coward!"
"Don't they want to capture me? I'll deliver myself to their doorstep today and see if they can stomach me!"
Looking into Yue Xiaofei's resolute eyes, Zhao Mengsheng knew he could not talk him out of it.
He clapped Yue Xiaofei hard on the shoulder. "Good! That's Big Brother Yue's boy!"
Jin Dapao came over too, laughing heartily. "Xiaofei, count me in! Today, we're going to slaughter gods!"
Just then, the members of the Reverse Scale Squad all walked over.
Wild Chicken dropped his usual swagger, slung his submachine gun over his shoulder, and spat. "Fuck it, we're already