Meng Chao was stunned.
"That's the Red Dragon Army?" he mumbled.
"That's right. That's the Red Dragon Army."
Long Feijun grabbed his knees tightly, and the veins on the back of his hands popped up.
"When the Red Dragon Army was first created, it was meant to be a cannon fodder army. It was a motley crew, a bunch of useless soldiers who followed behind peerless fighters.
"Our main duty was to carry out the hard, dirty, and tiring work. We did simple, repetitive, low-level fights, and we couldn't get much progress in our cultivation. We might not run into any enemies for half a year, but when we did, a monster horde would come charging at us, and we had to use our lives to sound the alarm to fight for precious time.
"So, what the superhuman from Universe Corporation said in the cafeteria with ten thousand people that day was right.
"It's precisely because he wasn't wrong that he poked our sore spot, and it's precisely because he poked our sore spot that Ma Hong and the others were so angry."
"This is …"
Meng Chao did not know what to say.
"Originally, the parents of the nine great cultivation families had a perfect plan. With the Red Dragon Army as cannon fodder, they would carry out simple, repetitive, low-level missions. When the monster horde appeared, they would use their flesh and bones to whittle down the sharpness of the monsters' claws. Then, the peerless fighters and the elite squads they trained could carry out the missions that might not be easy, but had the highest profit margin. They could take the head of the general in the midst of an army of ten thousand. They could kill Nightmarish Beasts, Hell Beasts, and Apocalyptic Beasts effortlessly. They could then harvest the best resources from these super monsters and monopolize them," Long Feijun continued.
"And no matter how many casualties the cannon fodder suffered, it didn't matter, because the Red Dragon Army was under the direct command of the Survival Committee. In theory, it belonged to all Dragon Citizens, not the private armed forces of the mega corporations.
"Then, the mega corporations naturally didn't need to be responsible for the lives of the disabled soldiers and the pensions of the soldiers who died. The heavy financial pressure fell on the Survival Committee's shoulders.
"I have to admit that this plan was indeed perfect.
"It was just like how a gang turned into a corporation and tossed all the burdens to the Survival Committee while taking all the benefits for itself. It was perfect.
"In the first ten years, this system worked really well.
"With the Red Dragon Army doing all the hard, dirty, and tiring work, the superhumans from the nine great cultivation families could finally break free from the simple, repetitive low-level fights and the war of attrition that was like a grinder of flesh. They could focus on more interesting missions with higher profit margins.
"They also had a lot of free time. They could explore the secrets of spirit energy. They could create brand new spirit energy magnetic fields, and they could figure out more complicated and powerful fighting styles.
"The Red Dragon Army used millions of their blood to help the powerful fighters., they. of, and, and Dragon Dragon Clan, Feng, Dragon King Long, they, and, and Long Feng of, Dragon, Qi, Dragon, and, Chuan, Long, and Su, Chs, and Dragon, they,.
"Because of it, the powerful fighters of the nine great cultivation families and the descendants of the peerless fighters naturally became stronger. The status of the cultivation families also became more stable.
"The stronger the powerful fighters became, the more important they became, and the more logical it became for them to control Dragon City. After all, even though the Red Dragon Army bled a lot and suffered a lot of casualties, their fighting strength wasn't great. Many of the battles they fought were pretty ugly, and when they ran into enemies that were above Hell Grade, they had to call for reinforcements from powerful fighters and even peerless fighters.
"At that time, a typical battle usually went like this. First, the Red Dragon Army patrolled the wild to alert the enemy. Then, they 'got their wish' of alerting the monsters lurking in the fog.
"The Red Dragon Army used firearms, bayonets, fists, and teeth to fight to the death against the monsters. They used up every last drop of their blood and called for reinforcements from the rear.
"When the monsters' Nightmarish Beasts, Hell Beasts, and even Apocalyptic Beasts swaggered into the battlefield, the Red Dragon Army, which had run out of ammunition and suffered a lot of casualties, was finally unable to last.
"Of course, our desperate counterattack also killed a lot of the low-grade soldiers of the monster civilization. We also used up a lot of the high-grade monsters' spirit energy and HP.
"When we were about to be completely wiped out, the powerful fighters belonging to the nine great mega corporations and nine great cultivation families finally arrived. They appeared in front of us as if they were divine soldiers descending from the heavens. They killed the high-grade monsters and secured victory with one blow. At the same time they harvested all the resources, they also became our saviors.
"The nine great mega corporations all have their own public relations departments.
"The powerful fighters who come from powerful families pay a lot of attention to publicity.
"When they come out to train or fight, most of them bring their own squads and take a lot of pictures and videos.
"Hence, the powerful fighters are the absolute protagonists in the news articles that keep coming back to Dragon City.
"They stand in the air with electric arcs surrounding them. They are covered in golden armor because of the sunlight, and they look like divine soldiers. They form a stark contrast to the Red Dragon Army, which is covered in blood, dust, ragged clothes, and covered in wounds.
"And the main point of the battle report is that a certain powerful fighter killed a Hell Beast, a certain powerful fighter heavily injured and forced an Apocalyptic Beast to retreat, a certain powerful fighter received a request for reinforcements from a certain Red Dragon Army unit, and without hesitation, he stopped training, which was of vital importance to him, and at the critical moment, he rushed over and turned the tide, and so on.
"As for the Red Dragon Army fighting against the monster horde that blotted out the sky and earth during the dozens of hours before the powerful fighters from powerful families arrived, no one publicizes it, and no one cares about it. After all, it's just a low-level fight between cannon fodder and cannon fodder.
"One side is cannon fodder, and the other side is the savior who turned the situation around. Whoever has more achievements will have more right to get tactical resources. If there's only one high-grade monster and only one rare material, who should get it? Isn't it obvious?!"
Long Feijun became excited.
He struck the mountain rock beside him and left behind a palm print that was so deep that his bones could be seen.
Meng Chao's pupils shrank. "Senior Long, you're drunk."
"That's right. I'm drunk. Just pretend that I'm drunk. Those are just words of a drunkard. They're all nonsense."
Long Feijun's eyes were bloodshot, but his lips were so white that they were frighteningly white. He had also left behind a few rows of deep teeth marks. He slapped Meng Chao's shoulder and said in a hoarse voice, "You don't know, Meng Chao. You're still too young. You don't know just how tough and difficult the Red Dragon Army was at that time.
"Let's not talk about anything else. Just look at the ten expeditions. Millions of Red Dragon Army soldiers, millions of hot-blooded youths, millions of sons, daughters, older brothers, older sisters, husbands, and wives of Dragon Citizens were all sent to primitive forests that were shrouded in fog and miasma. There were no roads at all. Etherealized plants grew madly, and pests lurked in the dark.
"In truth, based on the tactical situation at that time, humans didn't have the ability to fully understand spirit energy cultivation, runic symbol technology, and genetic modifications. There was no need for them to recklessly launch expeditions of such a large scale.
"Even someone with no military knowledge would be able to tell that this sort of expedition would definitely result in a lot of casualties.
"Since the monsters kept coming at us, we could have just defended our cities and waited for them to be exhausted. At the same time we recovered our strength and accumulated technology, we could have patiently waited for the fog to become thinner and the space and weather to become more stable.
"But the peerless fighters who stood at the top couldn't wait any longer.
"To break through the limits of life and see the secrets of surpassing Deity Realm, they couldn't wait to find the nests of high-grade monsters. They wanted to fight against more Nightmarish Beasts, Hell Beasts, and Apocalyptic Beasts. They wanted to snatch the treasures near the nests of the high-grade monsters and accumulate more cultivation resources and fighting data so that they could make preparations for their next stage of evolution.
"They got their wish.
"During the ten expeditions, the peerless fighters killed a lot of high-grade monsters and accumulated a lot of data and resources. Many of the Heaven Realm superhumans reached Deity Realm, and the Seven-star Deity Realm superhumans reached eight or even nine stars. They became peerless existences who stood shoulder to shoulder with the Battle Gods.
"Their families and businesses also obtained great rewards through the expeditions.
"But the Red Dragon Army suffered millions of casualties. Countless of their most passionate and outstanding youths turned into shattered skeletons in the wild.
"No, the Red Dragon Army isn't afraid of sacrifices.
"If it's for Dragon City, all the citizens, our home, and our civilization, even if we have to go through one hundred expeditions, even if the Red Dragon Army fights to the last man and bleeds to the last drop of blood, we will not regret it. We will face death with equanimity!
"I'm just afraid …"
"Big Brother Long, you're drunk."
Meng Chao reminded him for the second time.
He grabbed Long Feijun's slightly trembling arm.
Long Feijun was slightly stunned. He used the cold rainwater to wipe his face and sucked in a few deep breaths. He smiled and said, "That's right, I'm drunk.
"Oh well, today is the day of victory. There's no need for us to keep talking about these unhappy things. Let's talk about something happy!
"The Red Dragon Army was originally going to be a miscellaneous army for the rest of its life and never become the main force to defend Dragon City.
"But we're different from the miscellaneous armies that have weak fighting strength. We have something that they definitely won't have, and it's something that's very important to an army.
"It's legacy and glory. It's the soul of the army!
"The creator of the Red Dragon Army, Wu Tiedao, was one of the few survivors of the glorious army that died to protect Dragon City.
"Although he was just an ordinary soldier in the past, he was still a soldier.
"But glory, pride, responsibility, and mission had long since turned into a legacy that fused into his blood and bones. Once the Red Dragon Army was formed, it was branded into each soldier's chest.
"When the Red Dragon Army was first formed, it had nothing.
"It didn't have any dazzling killing moves, great spirit energy, runic symbol machines, or gene modification technology. It didn't even have the guns, ammunition, and heavy military equipment from the Old World.
"But there was one thing that burned in every Red Dragon Army soldier's chest, and it would never be extinguished.
"It was the spirit.
"Fortunately, the Other World is a world where the spirit can affect and even decide what is physical.
"Burning brain waves are even more powerful than sharp blades and howling bullets."
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