Luda walked towards General Russen's office with a smile on his face. Along the way, anyone who met him, as long as they weren't blind, could see the major's face beaming with joy. Major Luda felt good about himself. This time, he had made a great contribution!
If he hadn't informed Russen in time, how would the general have known about the Flame Fighting Rifle? It was a weapon of war that would have caused an armament reform. If Death Spread were to grasp this weapon, it would not be a problem to defeat the heart of the blazing earth. There was no need to wait for the Rose Empress Legion. Their army would be able to force their way into the Smelting Abyss. At that time, the general would be able to render meritorious service, and naturally, he would not be lacking in benefits.
At the very least, it shouldn't be a problem to get promoted to colonel, right?
The office was already in sight, Luda thought. After scanning the characteristics, Zhi Nao confirmed his identity and opened the automatic door. Lu Da strode into the office in what he thought was a perfect posture. He bowed to General Russen and said, "General, are you looking for me?"
Russen put his hands behind his back, and his one-eyed expression was calm, making it impossible to see what he was thinking. He nodded and said, "Major Luda, I need you to answer my next question clearly."
Lu Da was stunned. He looked at Supervisor Krillin and the design sketch on the table. His intuition told him that something was wrong. "May I ask what is the matter, General?" He asked cautiously.
"When you were at Blood Hawk Base, did you see the power of the Flame Fighting Rifle with your own eyes? I need accurate data, including its Origin Energy requirements, the number of shots, and so on. "Russen said in a deep voice. His pupils contracted slightly, his lips tightly pursed, and his nostrils dilated. It was a series of extremely minute movements, but it created an enormous pressure out of thin air.
Lu Da's face began to sweat as he said, "This … This, I …"
"Speak!" Russen shouted, causing Krillin and Lu Da's eardrums to ache.
The major hurriedly said, "I tried to enter the Sequence Workshop several times to spy on it, but because this project is an internal secret of Sirius, I was rejected due to my identity restrictions. However, from what I've heard, there's not much discrepancy between the previous reports. I don't know … "
"Then have you seen the actual combat scene of the Flame Fighting Rifle with your own eyes?" Russen interrupted him.
Lu Da shook his head. "Several of their actual battles were held outside. I wanted to go with him, but my application was refused by Colonel Berry. "
"In other words, without seeing it with your own eyes, you handed in some so-called information that you heard through hearsay! Major Luda, judging from the current situation, the Fire Fighting Rifle may not be as useful as you say. As for this Allen, his talent was only average. If it's just a weapon of this level, Mr. Krillin alone is enough. Why should I risk offending that woman, Windsor Bellow, and Sirius to snatch him back? " Russen shook his head and said, "It looks like I trusted you too much, but you've disappointed me!"
"General, listen to me …" Lu Da stepped forward, but his mouth was covered by Russen with one hand.
The general's fingers kept tightening. Lu Da couldn't even break free, let alone speak. He could almost hear his skull cracking, as if it would be crushed by the general in the next moment. Fortunately, Russen loosened his grip and said in a deep voice, "Get out of here!"
Lu Da did not dare to say another word and left dejectedly. His expression was miserable, as if he was a completely different person from when he came.
"General, then should this sergeant continue to open a new sequence?" Krillin tried to ask.
"Since he's a mediocre talent, what's the use of coming!" Russen shook his head and waved his hand. "Go ahead, Mr. Krillin. As for Allen, I have another plan. "
"Yes, General." Krillin lowered his head with a smile on his face.
How could a mountain accommodate two tigers?
Even if Allen didn't do anything to the sequence, Krillin would devalue it and kick Allen, who might threaten his position. Russen didn't know what he was thinking. Moreover, Allen had deliberately modified the data to make the Fire Fighting Rifle look very useless. There was no need for Krillin to add oil to the fire, which saved him a lot of effort.
After Krillin left, Russen paced back and forth in the office. After a while, he pressed down a button. The automatic door opened and a blonde walked in. She was Russen's secretary. The general raised his head and said, "Go and get Major General Catherine."
Catherine arrived in a moment, and Russen stood by the window with his hands behind his back. The general was tall and sturdy, and he was one of the strongest people in the Federation. Even if it wasn't for battle, his aura was restrained. Even though it was just a back view, it still gave off an unfathomable feeling. Catherine had followed him for a long time, but if she thought about it carefully, she had never figured out what kind of person he was.
In the eyes of outsiders, Russen was brutal and bloodthirsty, warlike and peaceful. Even though he was now old, this impression was still the same as the first time. However, Catherine knew that if Russen was really such a person, he wouldn't be able to sit in his current position, let alone the strength of his Origin Energy, which was only below a few people.
He was actually one of the four generals of the Federation, only below the two marshals and a few others.
Origin Energy Tempering was a process of seeking from within. At the beginning stage, people displayed different Origin Energy and seals due to their different temperaments. However, as the level of Origin Energy increased, the more he came into contact with the depths of his heart, as well as the various origins of the gene source. That kind of experience was much more wonderful than power, money, or even men and women in the material world.
Often, when one came into contact with high-level experts, their needs and possessions were no longer as strong as before. However, these people often had responsibilities or obligations that they couldn\'t shake off, so they still stayed in that position. However, such people were even more terrifying than those who were blinded by greed, because what they did was often for the sake of pursuing a higher level.
Take Russen\'s forceful taking of Allen away this time. On the surface, it seemed that the old and new parties were at odds with each other. But Catherine knew very well that this would definitely not be the main reason. Capulo and Russen\'s "interests" in their eyes were already far from ordinary people\'s perception. Even Catherine, who had been by Russen\'s side for a long time, would not understand what they were really after.
Catherine believed that Windsor Bellow would not understand that even though the two of them were comparable to Russen in terms of Origin Energy, they were still too young.
Time will accumulate experience. If Windsor Bellow ignores this point, the outcome will not be too good.
Russen finally turned around, and Catherine returned to reality from her deep thoughts. The two of them were silent in the office for five minutes before the major general asked, "Are you looking for me?"
"I was just thinking, what happened between Allen and you in the dormitory?" Russen suddenly said.
Catherine\'s eyes remained the same. "Do you need me to give a detailed report?"
"No need. If I were twenty or thirty years younger, I might be interested in knowing the answer." Russen shook his head, revealing a rare gentle expression on his face. However, the whirlwind disappeared, as if it was just an illusion. In the blink of an eye, he turned into a ruthless commander of the legion. "Catherine, do you think I should let Allen go?"
Catherine looked at the general in confusion.
"Looks like I overestimated this kid," Russen said. "He\'s not as outstanding as the rumors say." He reached out and rubbed his chin. "Mr. Krillin has already seen it. The sequence he designed is completely worthless. Either he\'s a mediocre person, but there\'s one thing I care about. That little woman, Windsor Bellow, is a little crazy, but her eyes are very sharp. If Allen is not worth it, why would she accept him as a student? "
"Sirius and Bescot are already working closely, General." Catherine said without answering.
"You mean Allen is just a pawn to facilitate the cooperation between the two?" Russen nodded. "That\'s not impossible. But now that I\'ve caught him, he has no talent in sequence design, and it\'s useless for me to keep him. But let him go … "
"Transfer him to the Reconnaissance Regiment." Catherine said, "The danger of the Reconnaissance Regiment is no less than that of the Vanguard Battalion. Throw him there. First, there will be time to continue observing. Second, there will be time to assess his strength. General will be able to make the most correct judgment. "
Russen\'s eyes lit up and he said, "That\'s not a bad idea. Let\'s do it this way. You inform and bring them to the Reconnaissance Regiment to report. I think that troublesome Highness will definitely follow. You\'ll be in charge of protecting her. As for the others, let them fend for themselves. "
"If that brat were to die in battle, it would only prove that Windsor Bellow has no vision."
Catherine nodded and said, "I\'ll do it now."
When she left the office, Catherine spread out her hands. Her palms were already stained with sweat.
"What? You suggest that the general throw us into the Reconnaissance Regiment? "
A transport truck drove out of the stronghold and walked on the bumpy wasteland, heading towards a secret tunnel dug by the spread of death in the Yale Mountains. In the large carriage, there were only Allen\'s group of four and Catherine.
Hearing that Catherine had taken the initiative to suggest that Russen send them to the Reconnaissance Regiment, Allen\'s expression became unnatural. On the other hand, Catherine was calm. She looked at her palm and said, "If I don\'t do this, you guys will be killed." I\'m almost sure that if I agree to let the general go back, he\'ll try to kill you halfway. I\'m too familiar with him. When he has killing intent, he can\'t help but rub his chin. I\'ve seen this action many times. "
"But what\'s in it for him?"
"I don\'t know either. Anyway, I hope your teacher won\'t underestimate Marshal Capullo or General Russen." Catherine looked up and said, "Before that, he asked us what happened in the dormitory that day."
Lucy\'s ears twitched and she looked over with her eyes wide open.
Allen said awkwardly, "He didn\'t ask me about it."
"He is suspicious of me, though he has never trusted me, or anyone in the Legion. He only believes in himself and Marshal Capullo. "Catherine frowned and said," But it\'s unusual this time. He seems to care about you. So he doesn\'t want to let go of anyone who has a close relationship with you, including me. I had a feeling that if I didn\'t respond well, I might be in danger. "
Lucy pondered and said, "This is indeed unusual. From what you said, it seems that the general is more interested in Allen than in those sequences, or even in overthrowing the New Party."
"Maybe it\'s just an excuse to want the Fire Fighting Rifle." Lucy raised her head and said, "Eh, why are you all looking at me like that?"
Allen looked at Catherine and said at the same time, "It\'s possible."
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