In an instant, Su Ming realized that this area was where Mi Fei and the others lived.
The entire slum was completely torn down.
Su Mingâs expression immediately sank, his eyes flickering constantly.
At this moment, Su Ming and Vickers flew over the helipad in front of the command center.
Bam~
The two Mechas landed steadily.
Inside the landing area, many officers were astonished and began discussing.
"Did I see it right, a Fake V Generation Mecha?"
"Impressive, which general is arriving?"
"Not sure, but look at the shoulder of that Fake V Generation Mecha, thereâs so many Red Moons and Red Stars sprayed on it."
"Wow, really envious!"
....
Crack!
At this moment, the cockpit opened.
Su Ming and Vickers floated down and walked towards the command center doors.
"That general with the Fake V Generation Mecha is so young, who is he?"
"Donât recognize him, seems like weâve been out too long."
"Indeed, but that general beside him, seems like Vickers. I think he served in the First Legion? Didnât expect him to be here too."
...
People along the way watched Su Ming and Vickers, whispering to each other.
Su Ming glanced around and noticed that the officers looked very unfamiliar, completely unrecognized.
Vickers lowered his voice and said to Su Ming.
"These are officers drawn from the reserves of various major legions in the rear; those few are from the Eighth Legion..."
"Hmm."
Su Ming nodded slightly in response.
Soon the two passed through the doors and entered inside.
A massive hall of tens of thousands of square meters came into view, the entire hall was decorated very sternly and solemnly, with black mechanical stone tiles covering the floor, and hero statues standing on both sides.
On the left side of the hall were various service windows where many officers were handling affairs.
"Where are we going now?"
Su Ming glanced around the hall and asked.
"Weâre going to the back hall, this is the front hall where ordinary services are handled."
Vickers led Su Ming inward.
Soon, they reached the back hall where they saw many officers gathered together, with a chaotic scene.
"Something seems to have happened over there."
Vickers frowned and said.
"Letâs go check it out."
Su Ming said with some curiosity.
"Alright!"
Vickers immediately followed Su Ming over, and then squeezed into the crowd.
In the midst of the crowd, a young man in a colonelâs uniform with a rugged face, and a burly man standing two meters three, clad in a colonelâs uniform, with muscles all over and a centipede-like scar on his face, resembling a bear, were confronting each other.
"Kid, if youâre tough enough, settle this the Fifth Legion way, fist to fist in a match, otherwise youâre a coward."
"Hmph, whoâs afraid of who?"
"Alright, everyone move back!"
The burly man said with a grim smile.
The crowd at the scene retreated, and meanwhile, the people from the Fifth Legion immediately moved all the temporary tables and chairs used for registration over and formed a circle.
Su Ming, watching this scene, turned his head and asked a slightly freckled middle-aged man in a majorâs uniform.
"Brother, whatâs going on with them?"
The major initially didnât want to reply, but seeing Su Ming was a Major General, he quickly explained.
"Sir, itâs like this! That big man two meters three tall is Colonel Kagdo from the Fifth Legion, and the other one is Colonel Dylan from the Second Legion. Arenât there a lot of officers coming to report in today? So they temporarily opened a simple reporting point. The person in charge seems to be a novice, unfamiliar with the business, very slow and had a bad attitude. Colonel Dylan had an argument with him, it didnât end well."
"After signing in, Colonel Dylan was very displeased and complained to his companions that the people from the Fifth Legion were like defeated dogs, lost to the Dark Star Empire, yet still so arrogant. This was overheard by Colonel Kagdo, who retaliated by calling the Second Legion people privilege dogs, a bunch of unworthy connections! The two then clashed directly and finally agreed to a fight."
Su Ming shook his head at hearing this, wondering just how bad their relations must be to start arguing right from the get-go.
At this moment in the fighting arena, Kagdo twisted his neck arrogantly and said.
"Kid, Iâm telling you first, I wonât hold back. If you kneel and kowtow to me now, Iâll let it go."
"Screw you! Stop pretending!"
Colonel Dylan had never swallowed such humiliation.
"Fine, fine, letâs start!"
Kagdo twisted his neck, making cracking sounds, and said with a grim smile.
"Hmph!"
Dylanâs body immediately bent slightly, his hands clenched into fists, eyes firmly on Kagdo.
Seeing this, Kagdo stomped the ground with his foot and charged.
He clenched his right hand into a fist, viciously aiming at Dylanâs head.
A strong swooshing sound accompanied the punch.
Dylan chose not to take it head-on, deftly shifting his body aside.
Kagdo missed, immediately raised his left hand into another mighty punch.
Seeing he couldnât dodge, Dylan raised his hand to block!
Bang!
A dull sound accompanied Dylanâs pain, stumbling him back a step.
He looked at Kagdo with astonishment; this guyâs strength was too incredible.
"Canât dodge, huh? Take another hit!"
Kagdoâs eyes grew more ferocious, lunged at Dylan. Gathering strength, he leapt high, spinning, with a continuous kick towards Dylan.
Seeing no way to dodge, Dylan raised his hands to cross-block the attack.
Bam!
Dylan was kicked away instantly, heavily slamming to the ground.