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Chapter 809

Words:1786Update:22/08/02 09:27:12

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Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

Zilong's question made Song Yiqing speechless. He didn't know whether this person in front of him really didn't know or was he just cunning enough to know what was best for him.

"Since you dare to challenge the Song family, why don't you tell us who you are?" Song Yiqing sneered.

"23rd division, 250 Ace Mecha Clan, team 03, team leader Zilong," Zilong replied calmly.

Song Yiqing subconsciously looked at Li Yingjie. He still remembered that bastard Li Yingjie had looked down on him before.

Li Yingjie raised his head arrogantly. "23rd division, 250 Ace Mecha Clan, team 10, team leader Li Yingjie."

"Okay, I'll remember it." Song Yiqing gritted his teeth. He had already decided that he would definitely put the hat of looking down on the marshal on these people's heads. Even if they didn't, so what? These normal soldiers didn't have any background. Even if they were strong, it would be easy for him to deal with them.

At that moment, Li Yingjie suddenly laughed. "How about this, in case you can't find the right person, I have something to tell you."

Zilong was speechless. 'Is this fellow …'

"Our team leader's father is the general of the 13th division, the famous Invincible God of War, Lieutenant General Qi Yaoyang." Li Yingjie decisively pushed Qi Long to the front as a shield. He really couldn't handle it. If Song Yiqing insisted on taking revenge, his grandfather would definitely send him back to the 4th division. It wasn't easy for him to achieve something. How could he be willing to go back and be a puppet controlled by his family?

"It's the God of War!"

"It's the Invincible God of War, Lieutenant General Qi Yaoyang, the Invincible Sun of the Federation!"

Everyone exclaimed in surprise. The three great marshals of the Federation controlled the entire Federation's military. However, in the hearts of the low-level soldiers, they were not as respected as Ling Xiao and Qi Yaoyang. When they heard that Zilong was the son of the Invincible God of War, everyone's eyes lit up. The fact that Song Yiqing was the grandson of the Second Marshal instantly disappeared when he heard Qi Yaoyang's name.

Even Song Yiqing's heart twitched uncontrollably when he heard this. A normal major with no background and a major with a powerful background were two completely different things. If he really wanted to offend the other party, he would have to face the wrath of the two generals. The general of the 23rd Division, Ling Xiao, would also protect him because of Qi Yaoyang. This meant that his grandfather would have to face the combined attack of the First Marshal and the Third Marshal's faction because of him. That would be a disaster. If the situation was better, even if the First Marshal's faction didn't want to help the Third Marshal's faction, his grandfather would still have to face the combined attack of the Third Marshal's faction and Ling Xiao.

Song Yiqing was able to get his grandfather's support so he wasn't stupid. He immediately thought of the serious consequences of this matter and his heart sank. He instantly suppressed his anger and forced a smile. "Oh, you're the son of General Qi. I'm sorry for the disrespect. Our elders are all working hard for the safety of the Federation. We don't want to cause any trouble for them."

"So?" Zilong smiled and touched the back of his head. He didn't seem to understand what Song Yiqing meant.

"Let's forget about this matter." Song Yiqing gritted his teeth and said. This time, he admitted defeat.

"Huh? Is there something between us?" Zilong was confused.

"Yes, there's nothing between us." Song Yiqing squinted his eyes. He knew that Zilong Yaoyang was purposely making things difficult for him.

Song Yiqing swallowed his anger. Qi Yaoyang? His grandfather would definitely take care of the other party. The 13th Division that originally belonged to their faction would eventually return to their hands. At that time, he would definitely trample on this bastard and make him understand the consequences of offending him.

"It's fine. That's good. I told you earlier that we don't know each other." Zilong smiled. Then, he turned around and went to look for Li Yingjie. This fellow actually dared to use him as a scapegoat. Did he think that he, Zilong, was so easy to use?

Zilong's attitude of turning around and walking away showed that he didn't care about Song Yiqing at all. Song Yiqing seemed to have heard the laughter from the crowd. His face turned green. This time, his face was ruthlessly stepped on by Zilong. Not only did he step on it, he even injured it a few times. It was expected that no one in Base 013 would be willing to listen to him anymore.

"Boss Song … what should we do now?" Zhou Chen asked carefully.

"Let's go." They had lost all their dignity. How could they stay here and let Zilong step on their faces again?

"Oh, okay." Zhou Chen didn't dare to say anything else. He hurriedly called his men and left with Song Yiqing.

At that moment, the commanding officer of the base, who had been watching the show for a long time, pretended that he had just arrived and walked into the cafeteria. "Oh my, why is everyone gathered at the entrance?"

The adjutant beside him saw the confused expression on the faces of the people from 250 Ace Mecha Clan so he quickly reminded them, "This is our commanding officer, Senior Colonel Du Mingyi."

"Senior Colonel Du! Nice to meet you! "Zilong's eyes lit up. He hurriedly walked forward.

"Major Qi, I didn't expect you to be the son of Lieutenant General Qi Yaoyang. That's great. I hope that you can become an invincible legend on the battlefield like Lieutenant General Qi." Du Mingyi smiled amiably. He shook Zilong's hand and said his hopes for Zilong. At the same time, he was expressing his goodwill.

Du Mingyi finally understood why 250 Ace Mecha Clan was so special. It only had one mecha clan but it was able to become a mecha clan. This mecha clan must have been specially built for Zilong. It was just like 224 Ace Mecha Clan. They were all built to serve people with special privileges. However, 224 Ace Mecha Clan was more secretive. They didn't dare to let Song Yiqing enter an ace mecha clan directly. Instead, they let Song Yiqing enter a normal mecha clan first. On the other hand, 250 Ace Mecha Clan didn't hide anything … Oh, it wasn't that they didn't hide anything. At least, they arranged for a regiment commander to cover for their young master.

"I don't dare to. Zilong will complete his mission under the wise leadership of our regiment commander. He will do his best for the safety of the base." A hint of shyness appeared on Zilong's face. His honest and sincere expression didn't seem like a young master of a division. However, Du Mingyi heaved a sigh of relief when he saw Zilong's expression. It was a good thing that he wasn't a troublemaker. If there was another person who went against Song Yiqing, his position as the commanding officer of the base would be shaken.

No matter which side it was, he couldn't offend them.

Du Mingyi still wanted to get closer to Zilong. Suddenly, Zilong's expression turned serious. He turned around and saluted in a standard military posture. "Regiment commander!"

This scene happened to all the members of 250 Ace Mecha Clan. 250 Ace Mecha Clan suddenly became neat and orderly. All the members of Base 013 in the main hall were stunned. The hall became silent.

"Tap, tap, tap …" The crisp sound of military boots stepping on the ground got closer and closer. Then, a cold and murderous figure appeared in front of everyone.

That person was wearing the blue and white lieutenant colonel uniform of the 23rd division. He had a white cape and a short silver whip in his hand.

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