The nurses were busy running back and forth. Van Persie was not in a good condition.
Major General Li Lie stood in front of Van Persie's bed. He looked at the man who could not move at all. His limbs were twisted and deformed. Even his face had caved in. Li Lie could not find any words of comfort for him as he cried silently.
Because he understood this kind of pain. He had also shed tears like this, not just once, but three times.
After all, he had been stationed in Iron-Blooded City for 20 years, hadn't he?
Some things were hard to forget even if one did not want to recall them. Some wounds could not be healed or comforted.
Those who had not been on the battlefield and had not experienced the loss of comrades in front of their eyes would not understand or be able to experience it.
"Call my aide-de-camp in," said Li Lie as he looked into Van Persie's teary eyes.
Van Persie was a valiant general. If he had not gone through this ordeal, he would have been promoted to lieutenant colonel in less than two years.
Li Lie saw the unwillingness in Van Persie's teary eyes and the burning will to fight. Facing such a hot-blooded warrior, the best reward was to grant him his wish.
The aide-de-camp came to the ward and stood beside Li Lie respectfully. He looked at Van Persie, who was crippled on the bed, with a sympathetic gaze.
"Five top-grade cell regeneration serums. Three bottles of muscle nutrition serums. Use the Micro Electric Nerve Repair Machine three times and two nerve regeneration serums. This is the most basic treatment I've requested for Van Persie, "Li Lie ordered word by word.
His order was different from the roar outside the ward. Since it was directed at the aide-de-camp, it was equivalent to a military order.
"Commander Li, I'm afraid it'll be difficult. The battle this time has affected a large area and a lot of high-ranking officers are heavily injured as well. Our resources … "The aide-de-camp showed a troubled look.
He was not lying. The battle this time was different. Aliens were involved in the battle! The identity of the aliens was hard to confirm because it involved a lot of complicated matters.
Most importantly, the casualties were very high.
"I don't care about that. In terms of tragedy, who could compare to Van Persie's iron-blooded army? On top of that, he made a great contribution by capturing the only alien. If it's not enough, I don't care how you do it, I'll pay for it from my future share. In short, I can't mistreat the heroes under me. "Li Lie's words were very calm, but every word was irrefutable.
The adjutant understood his superior's style. If he continued to speak, he was afraid that he would have to bear the brunt of his superior's wrath. Moreover, the superior was willing to make such a sacrifice, so it was fine as long as he did his best to complete this task.
"Yes." Thinking of this, the adjutant saluted and answered loudly.
Li Lie nodded. He walked up to Van Persie's bed and said, "You'll fully recover. I'm afraid the battles in the future will be endless. Iron-Blooded City will be waiting for you."
Van Persie looked at the major general before him. He was in his forties and was considered the youngest rank 5 Purple Moon Warrior.
He was the idol of many people in Iron-Blooded City, including the city wall he was stationed at. He was the strongest fighter in the five-kilometer stretch of the city.
That's right, a mere Grade 5 warrior could become the strongest force in the five-kilometer section of the wall. The five-kilometer radius of Iron-Blooded City was not to be underestimated.
After all, at least half of the human combatants were stationed in Iron-Blooded City. Even though the city was only five kilometers long, there was no telling how many experts there were. In order to stand out, one had to rely on one's own strength.
There were many legends about the major general, and today, Van Persie finally witnessed it with his own eyes.
If it were not for the major general who singlehandedly killed three alien experts and chased away tens of thousands of Alto tiger-bulls, humans would have suffered a crushing defeat in Iron-Blooded City. Countless lives would have to be sacrificed to defend the city wall.
When he captured a minor alien commander and was about to be stomped into a pile of mud by hundreds of Alto tiger-bulls, it was the legendary major general who saved him.
Van Persie could never forget the longsword in his hand. It reminded him of a story in ancient Huaxia of the old civilization. There was an outstanding general who used a longsword called the Yanyue Blade.
With a swing of the longsword, countless wind blades with fiery red flames exploded in an instant.
Hundreds of Alto tiger-bulls fell to the ground in an instant. Countless were dead or injured. This was how a man should be, how a hero should be!
If the major general was the cold-blooded man on the battlefield, he would be the tender side of a man standing in front of Van Persie's bed.
Major General Li Lie understood him! He understood his determination to return to Iron-Blooded City and return to the battlefield …
Van Persie tried his best to nod, but he could not. All he could do was utter a single syllable from his throat.
"I understand." Li Lie stopped the agitated Van Persie.
The aide then walked up to Major General Li Lie and said softly, "The meeting is being held by the three marshals. General, you must head there right away."
**
"The alien race's identity isn't confirmed yet. We're still doing a genetic comparison. We must confirm the alien race's identity within a week. "Inside the solemn meeting room, a well-mannered lieutenant general concluded his report.
He was not a combatant but a scientist.
Against a new alien race that appeared out of nowhere, a scientist must conduct a quick and accurate study without hesitation.
The world outside Iron-Blooded City was getting more and more complicated. The slightest slack in any aspect would result in destruction.
"Hmm." The lieutenant general finished his report. On the three big screens in the meeting room, one of the marshals with an iron mask grunted in a noncommittal manner.
It was a consensus in Iron-Blooded City to keep the identity of the marshals a secret.
Their positions were too important, so in order to avoid trouble, such as assassinations, it was necessary.
After all, the people of Iron-Blooded City had kept away the arrogance of the strongest human beings. After the Purple Moon era, humans dared not claim to be the strongest on this planet anymore.
The lieutenant general sat down.
The atmosphere in the meeting room was heavy.
Iron-Blooded City had faced many battles and there were some unimaginably powerful beings among them. However, with their unyielding will, the supreme combat power of humans, and some super-advanced weapons, the city had survived.
Iron-Blooded City had overcome all the obstacles.
As a matter of fact, after going through all that, the warriors were no longer afraid of powerful beings. What they were afraid of was an alien race that had the same intellect as humans and had formed an organization.
The Underground race was one of the proven ones. If they were a new species, it would be like a bolt from the blue.
Now that the first bolt from the blue had landed, how could the atmosphere in the meeting room not be heavy?
"Dazzling heroes will appear in this era of calamity. Inside the city walls, those forces that are so bored that they are gritting their teeth and fighting among themselves should stop for a while. " Of the three big screens, on the one on the right, the Marshal with a star engraved on his steel mask spoke.
"I agree with you. The brilliance of a hero can't be concealed. They have been dazzling since they were young. However, they shouldn't waste their energy on fighting among themselves. I suggest Iron-Blooded City use the Supreme Conscription Order. " The marshal on the left of the three big screens did not comment on the lieutenant general's report. The star carving on his mask was the moon, but it was not the Purple Moon but the Yellow Moon.
"Then, it's decided. Use the Supreme Conscription Order and ask all the major forces to hand over their most talented youths. These youths will be recruited into three top-secret legions and they will join the battle in Iron-Blooded City. " The marshal in the middle of the three big screens also spoke. The star carving on his mask was a dazzling sun. As if he had the highest authority, the moment he spoke, he had already made the decision.
Li Lie was sitting in an inconspicuous corner of the meeting room. With his position as a major general, he was not allowed to attend the meeting. The only reason he was here was because the battle was happening in the section of the city wall that he was in charge of.
However, when he heard the decision of the three marshals, Li Lie could not help but feel that it was ridiculous.
Damn it, such a huge thing has happened. The intelligent races! They even seem to be able to organize the vicious beasts outside the city walls! The marshal's decision was not to mobilize humanity's high-end combat power but to form some kind of youth regiment?
Was it because the marshal was far-sighted or was it because he was short-sighted? Or perhaps, the marshals did not realize the severity of the situation and were still thinking about nurturing some youths. Would they only wake up after suffering a heavy blow?
Those youths? The infighting within the city walls was enough to train them! The battle in Iron-Blooded City was not a child's play!
However, Li Lie would never speak his mind. Obedience was the nature of a soldier. His rank was not high enough for him to voice his objection in such a meeting.
If there were higher-ups who shared the same opinion as him, they would have their doubts.
However, what was strange was that those generals who had the qualifications to raise objections were all silent. After half a minute of silence, only a white-haired general asked a question, "Selection mechanism?"
The meaning of the question was simple. How should the three top-secret youth regiments be selected?
"All we need to do is issue the Supreme Conscription Order. The selection mechanism has been figured out by those bored people behind the wall. Next year, there would be a so-called ranking competition, and the results would be very fair and convincing. Let's go with the ranking competition … "It was the marshal in the middle who made the decision.
The general nodded and suggested, "For the sake of absolute results, I suggest the Supreme Conscription Order be issued after the selection competition. Otherwise, those bastards will not send out their strongest geniuses due to various reasons. "
"Mm-hmm." The three marshals shared the same thought.
It was then that the moon marshal spoke again, "I suggest issuing another No. 1 Conscription Order to expand the recruitment range to include the safety sector and the other factions. The quota for Purple Moon Warriors, pre-Purple Moon Warriors, elite warriors, and common warriors should also be adjusted and regulated. Other than that, the mercenary groups, freelance mercenaries, and other organizations and individuals must also … "
"I'm sorry to interrupt." The Sun Marshal also spoke, "I'll issue the No. 1 Conscription Order. However, some organizations and individuals should stay put for the time being. The situation isn't that bad yet.
We also need to preserve some of the seeds. Iron-Blooded City is important, but don't humans have more important matters to attend to? "
"Yes." The moon marshal thought about it for a while. After two seconds of silence, he agreed with the Sun Marshal's suggestion.
However, even if they were in the same meeting, only the marshals, generals, and a few lieutenant generals could understand what they were saying.
Li Lie did not understand what the Sun Marshal meant.
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