Fourth battlefield, Shenchu Corps.
In the midst of his busy schedule, Yan Chenyun personally visited the Wet Ghost Tower. He had no choice but to visit.
Tomorrow is the great battle on the second battlefield.
Even though the Yan Gui Corps is well-prepared, he still wanted to find Duan Yuandi and ask about the alien prisoners on the fourth battlefield.
Duan Yuandi, the general of the Shenchu Corps.
Unlike the four major conventional combat corps, the Shenchu Corps is stationed in Shenchu City, where the prisoners are held. There is no base in the city, so Yan Chenyun wasted some time.
No matter how far it is, he must come personally.
Actually, Yan Chenyun also wanted to chat with Su Qingfeng, after all, he is brave and skilled in battle.
In previous wars, the aliens were simply going crazy, continually sacrificing themselves to fill the bombardments of the venomous bees, thus tearing open the path to the mining site.
The Yan Gui Corps, although guarding the mining site, actually has low production.
Itās like a period.
Every 20 days or so, the chill spreads, only then can miners have a chance to excavate the source ore, but usually, itās covered by the chill and canāt be mined.
It seems they can dig out one cart.
In the wetland, wooden carts have limited load capacity, barely managing half of a trike.
But even so, two carts have been snatched by the aliens.
Embarrassment is a small issue.
But the human martial artists of the seven major corps rely on alloy weapons on the battlefield.
But due to the high cost of source ore, alloy weapons remain expensive, and martial artists canāt afford them.
Only by increasing the production of source ore can the government dare to lower the price.
Lately, Yan Chenyun has been unable to sleep at night.
Third timeās the charm.
If the source ore is lost one more time, he would really lose face.
But he also has to consider the lives of the soldiers.
Itās troublesome.
Yan Chenyun is a general, doesnāt need to report in advance.
He barged into Duan Yuandiās office, only to be told heās in the wetland.
Then, Yan Chenyun immediately descended to the wetland.
Indeed.
No wonder itās known as the meat grinder of the fourth battlefield; the air even smells different, full of a strong bloody scent.
Inside the fortress.
Yan Chenyun found Duan Yuandi.
A general like you, soaking in the wetland with a hot cup of tea, actually playing poker with Su Qingfeng.
"Daring Duan Yuandi, caught playing poker by me, just wait for me to report you to the Marshal."
Yan Chenyun sat down boldly, picked up the teapot, and drank.
The perk of the wetland is that water cools fast, no fear of getting burned.
Two idiots, playing poker to compare sizes; how idle can they be?
Isnāt the fourth battlefield supposed to be a meat grinder, with battles every day!
"Qingfeng, someone came to steal our tea and wants to report us to the Marshal. I want to kill him."
Duan Yuandi frowned as he looked at the cards in his hand.
"Hmm, you handle the killing, Iāll dispose of the body, then Iāll change my identity and go be a general at the Yan Gui Corps."
Su Qingfeng squeezed his own face seriously.
"Alright, none of you are serious.
"Iām here to ask something, have the prisoners dispatched to the fourth battlefield from the wetland shown any anomalies recently?"
Normally, Yan Chenyun would spar with them a bit, maybe even play a round of Landlord.
But today, heās really not in the mood.
"Look at how far my Shenchu Corps has pushed the frontline, and youāll know what the situation is on the other side.
"Speaking of which, I have to thank you for drawing the fire on the second battlefield, of course, Qingfengās crazy mode was the biggest help."
Duan Yuandi said.
Hearing this.
Yan Chenyun ran up to the city wall to take a look.
Sure enough, the Shenchu Corps had already pushed the front line forward significantly. Clearly, the aliens hadnāt waged war here for a long time.
The only explanation is that the aliens are plotting yet another scheme.
"Damn it, theyāre up to their old tricks again.
"Paying such a high price just to snatch one cart of source ore from me, are the alien commanders out of their minds?"
Yan Chenyun cursed angrily.
"Stop playing cards, help me come up with a plan."
Duan Yuandi and Yan Chenyun used to be classmates, so their relationship is very close.
As for Su Qingfeng, no need to mention, heās quite the social butterfly; thereās no one from their generation of martial artists who doesnāt know him.
It was only going to prison that made Su Qingfeng a bit more low-key.
So Yan Chenyun wasnāt polite with the two of them at all.
"Shenchu Corps isnāt a conventional combat corps; what help can we offer?
"How about you try the Elixir Group, see if they can acquit Qingfeng, then he can go to the second battlefield to help you."
Duan Yuandi sighed.
"Alas, Iād like to help too, but the Elixir Group watches me like a hawk, I canāt make a single move away from the Shenchu Corps.
"By the way, hasnāt my son gone to the Yan Gui Corps recently?"
Su Qingfeng asked.
"Yes, but your son is too wild, I sent him to Cangyuan Sixth Camp for training. Until heās Rank Four, heās not allowed to go to the battlefield."
Yan Chenyun said.
He frowned.
Coming to the Shenchu Corps indeed confirmed his suspicions.
Looks like he can only brace himself for a fight.
Itās fate.
"Donāt spoil him too much. We all survived the battlefield, even if not by a hairās breadth, he shouldnāt become a wastrel."
Su Qingfeng chuckled.
"Not a wastrel.
"Once heās Rank Four, Iāll send him to the suicide squad, happy?
Yan Chenyun glared at Su Qingfeng.
"Iām off. Thereās a big battle tomorrow."
With that, Yan Chenyun slammed the door and left.
"Damn, that old bastard, stole three cans of our small tea."
Two minutes later, Duan Yuandi stood up, gritting his teeth.
"Despicable thief."
Seeing the small tea cans on the table really gone, Su Qingfeng remarked.
"Luckily, I secretly added a strong laxative to the tea, effective even for martial artists. Itās colorless, tasteless, and expensive. Just knew that old fox couldnāt keep his hands clean."