Chapter 1942 - 994: The Final Journey (Part 6)_2
The old man sighed, "I donât just have the Chessboard of Heaven and Earth, I also have my brains..."
Qing Ji: "..."
Everyone was praising and envying the Chessboard of Heaven and Earthâs foresight, almost forgetting that even without it, the other person could have been the one smiling at the end of the Shadowâs contention and the Family Headâs contention.
At this moment, a voice came from the radio: "Can I take a photo with you?"
Qing Chen replied on the radio politely yet awkwardly, "Sure... but donât use my photo for any promotional business."
The old man and Qing Ji slowly turned their heads... this group of people had forgotten to turn off the microphone.
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Everyone in the safe house held their breath, and the next second, someone opened the fire hydrant outside the safe house. Qing Ji said, "You guys should turn off the microphone first..."
The young people frantically turned off the microphone.
Qing Ji came in front of Qing Chen: "Finally, youâre back."
Qing Chen hesitated for a moment: "Youâre Qing Ji?"
Qing Ji sighed, "It seems your memory hasnât returned."
Qing Chen thought for a moment, "But now I should be able to barely join the fight... Iâve mentally prepared myself."
"Thatâs good, come with me," Qing Ji looked at the others in the safe house: "Are you retreating?"
The young people in the safe house exchanged looks: "Weâre not leaving; this radio station canât do without us. There are still many people waiting to hear it. If we stop broadcasting, Iâm afraid many people wonât hold on."
Qing Chen felt moved. The reason he wanted to return to this group before regaining his memory was precisely because he had seen many people like them through fragments of his memory.
According to Yiâs description, he had done a lot for the Eastern Continent.
But for a world to become better, it requires more young people like them.
Qing Chen smiled, "Nice meeting you all. Weâll meet after the war."
With that, he walked into the Door of Shadow.
Some months ago, when the radio station was established, scientists scoffed at Luo Wanya for making a fuss over nothing, thinking itâs just a small broadcasting station. How could such academic giants be involved?
Back then, no one would have expected that an unintentional act at that time would now become a key to transmitting messages and a crucial turning point in the war.
The Eastern Continent sacrificed so many people, forced away from their homes, bleeding heads and broken bodies, finally reaching the moment of counterattack.
From this moment on, all destinies of the final battle were shrouded, no one could see anymore.
At this moment, in a secret laboratory somewhere in City 5, the scientist number 2 who had been taken to City 10 by Qing Chen suddenly let out a crazy shout.
His emaciated eyes were filled with bloodshot excitement.
In the laboratory, in front of a group of assistants, he danced around wildly: "Itâs done! The A-Class Genetic Potion is done!"
The efforts Qing Chen had previously made, the time he had spent, was now giving him answers one by one.
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In the A2 line, the Army of Qingâs Family was still waiting quietly, Qing Qu frowned looking at the serene clouds outside, only feeling that this calm was somewhat abnormal.
Qing Qu paced back and forth along the defense line, extremely uneasy in his heart: "Where is the Orcs Army? They should have reached our defense line long ago!"
Some Shadow Warrior leaned against the track of a main battle tank: "Isnât this good news? Why so downcast?"
Qing Qu shook his head: "This isnât good news."
For the Army of Qingâs Family stationed here, it was certainly good news since they were all still alive.
But Qing Qu knew the number of the Orcs Army wouldnât decrease by itself. If they didnât encounter attacks here, other lines would face twice the pressure.
The opponent would even possibly take a risky move, concentrating the forces of the Orcs Army originally meant to be split over seven lines into a few lines, using tremendous pressure to break through these few lines directly, which Qingâs Family simply couldnât stop!
By then, the Orcs Army would penetrate directly behind them, completing front and rear pincers on all the army lines.
However, since they hadnât received any news at this moment, they could only wait patiently.
Even if other lines perished completely, without orders they could not leave their posts without permission.
At this moment, a soldier in charge of radio communication ran over shouting: "The command has ordered all units on the A2 line to immediately mobilize and support the A3 line, which is in grave danger!"
Qing Qu roared: "Mobilize! Main battle tanks go first, everyone else follows!"
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A1 line.
No one was left standing on the battlefield.
The sunset was half-shielded by the mountain, the other half illuminated the battlefield, Xiao Qi stood in a daze, experiencing for the first time the true meaning of twilight stained like blood.
On this battlefield, whether the Orcs Army or the Parentsâ Meeting, all had fallen to the ground, leaving only hundreds of people standing.
Luo Wanya supporting Da Yuâs fractured right leg looked as bleak as could be.
Xiao Qi said somewhat sadly: "The casualty ratio is too high... the cost turned out to be so great."
He didnât expect those who traveled seven thousand kilometers with them across mountains died here.
Luo Wanya was very strong, but at this moment couldnât help but shed tears.
While wiping his tears, suddenly the eyes of a corpse beside his foot opened: "Lao Luo, youâre crying?"
"Ah!" Luo Wanya shivered and yelled, "Whatâs your problem?!"
The person lying on the ground covered in blood slowly said: "Donât shout... we walked seven thousand kilometers southwest, rested little, and came to kill orcs. After hours of killing, too tired, let me lie here a bit."
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