266: The decisive battle is imminent
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The tool in Long Wu's hand fell to the ground uncontrollably.
For a moment, his mind went blank.
It was in this instant that he understood why so many people in movies freeze in place at critical moments.
Sometimes, when faced with information of such powerful impact.
People really do get stunned.
One second later, Long Wu immediately retrieved the military radio from quantum storage.
After quickly typing in a few names, Long Wu hurriedly shouted into the military radio:
"Xia Nation, Level One Alert!"
As Long Wu's words fell, he didn't even bother with the half-carved stone tablet, immediately dropping his tools and rushing out.
At the same time, the alert officers who had just received Long Wu's message activated their military radios at the fastest speed.
They took turns, in shifts, guarding the military radios that had long been connected via laptop computer.
As long as Long Wu selected the names of these few alert officers simultaneously.
The one on duty would then broadcast the message comprehensively through the military radio, where the names were already pre-selected.
Three seconds later.
A loud alarm sounded throughout Xia Nation.
With the disappearance of technology, Xia Nation naturally couldn't achieve an alarm of this scale.
The alarm now sounding was achieved by manually recording it and then using gramophones placed in various regions.
The moment the alarm sounded, the faces of everyone in Xia Nation seemed to be paused.
"What's going on?! This is... a Level One Alert!!"
"Has Hafke attacked?"
Everyone knew what a Level One Alert meant.
The signal for the final battle to begin.
Just like the Descent, it began on an unremarkable day.
At this moment, figures rushing everywhere could be seen on the streets of Xia Nation.
They were speeding towards their designated team assembly points.
At the same time, countless aerial drops were slowly deploying infantry fighting vehicles and main battle weapon.
"The final battle... has begun..."
On the street, Teacher Qi listened to the alarm in the sky and looked at the serious-faced operatives, a mix of emotions in his heart.
After the Descent, Teacher Qi survived the first round of war among the Soldiers.
Although he harbored aspirations to serve his country, his strength was meager, and he could only do what was within his capabilities.
An operative wearing black-rimmed glasses was running quickly towards the direction behind Teacher Qi.
"Teacher Qi! Why are you still wandering on the road! Hurry to the underground shelter!"
Seeing Teacher Qi frozen in place, the operative with black-rimmed glasses urged him quickly.
Teacher Qi recognized the operative in front of him at a glance.
It was his former student.
Teacher Qi was first startled, then a look of gratification appeared on his face.
"You are now already..."
The former student had a serious expression and did not waste time exchanging pleasantries with Teacher Qi.
But the moment he brushed past Teacher Qi, the student paused for an instant.
His hand gently rested on Teacher Qi's shoulder.
"Teacher, thank you for your past teachings."
"In this battle, your student will not disgrace you."
"Don't worry, leave it to us."
Finally, he patted Teacher Qi's shoulder heavily again, then ran off into the distance without looking back.
Teacher Qi watched his departing back, his expression very complex.
In the past, whenever Teacher Qi was away for meetings, he was the one who loved to whisper the most.
No matter which class had gossip, or where the excitement was, he was always the first to arrive.
He was also the one who mocked Liu Yan on multiple occasions, Teacher Qi remembered it well.
He was also the one who passed notes absentmindedly during class.
Now, the final battle was approaching.
The one who resolutely rushed to the battlefield... was also him!
"As expected of my student..."
Teacher Qi looked at the already distant back and could only squeeze out these few words.
He murmured in a voice only he could hear:
"Actually, I never told you all..."
"You all... were the most outstanding group of students I ever taught."
Teacher Qi wiped away the tears from the corner of his eye.
Whether it was Liu Yan or Zhao Chuang, their names were already well-known throughout Xia Nation.
Including some of his original students who survived after the Descent, they had now all become operatives.
Five years had passed, and everyone had shed their former immaturity.
Perhaps among them, besides Liu Yan and Zhao Chuang, no special individuals emerged.
But even as operatives, they were already far superior to ordinary people.
Every one of them was excellent... Hafke Local Cuisine Restaurant.
"Hahaha, Xiao Lin, were you also attacked by Liu Yan with a knife?"
Chen Yu picked up a piece of braised pork and put it in his mouth, unable to help but laugh.
Lin Han smiled and nodded.
"I was really scared at the time."
"I never thought that someone in the Third District wouldn't use a gun, but use..."
Before he finished speaking, Lin Han glanced at Zhao Chuang and swallowed the words he was about to say.
Liu Yan only occasionally didn't use it, but Zhao Chuang almost never used it.
Fuji took a sip of the 'Long Farewell' gifted by Old Man, and he immediately knew what Lin Han was about to say.
He immediately waved his hand at Lin Han.
"Ah, our Old Chuang has also used a gun, don't say he hasn't."
"It's just that Old Chuang's gun doesn't shoot others, it only shoots his own people; he once shot me in the foot."
Lin Han listened, glanced at Zhao Chuang, and burst into laughter.
Then Chen Yu pulled Lin Han again and said with a smile:
"Xiao Lin, let me tell you, I was also attacked by Liu Yan before, just like you."
At these words, Lin Han immediately leaned back, looking at Chen Yu with a shocked expression.
"What a coincidence?!"
"Of course!"
The two talked about their experiences of being enemies with Liu Yan as if they had found a kindred spirit.
Zhang Ning smiled and took a sip of 'Long Farewell', quietly watching their conversation.
Zhao Chuang barely talked to everyone throughout, devouring his food frantically, and muttering non-stop.
"So flavorful!"
He hadn't eaten food that used to be readily available for a long time.
However, while Zhao Chuang was eating with his right hand, his left hand was constantly gesturing throwing motions.
As for Shen Cangsheng, he was eating in small bites while frowning in thought.
His mind was entirely preoccupied with figuring out where he lagged behind Lin Han.
When he looked up at Lin Han, Shen Cangsheng's peripheral vision caught Zhao Chuang's movements.
"Zhao Chuang, you're doing it wrong, your wrist is too stiff, completely wasting the power from your wrist."
Shen Cangsheng couldn't help but remind him.
"Did you forget what I taught you before?"
"If you don't count twisting your waist, purely arm movement, the upper arm drives the forearm, then the wrist presses down."
Shen Cangsheng said, demonstrating for Zhao Chuang.
Zhao Chuang listened carefully and nodded vigorously.
"Burp~"
Fuji wiped his mouth after eating and let out a satisfied burp.
Compared to the others, Fuji spent most of his time in Xia Nation, so his diet was much better.
He stopped when he was full, unlike the others who continued to eat even when full, just to savor the taste.
"It's a pity that Iron Egg didn't come back; he missed out on this treat."
A hint of regret could still be heard in Fuji's tone.
Just then, an urgent alarm sounded in everyone's ears.
Chen Yu's smile froze on his face.
Zhao Chuang's eating sounds abruptly stopped.
Lin Han's pupils gradually contracted.
Shen Cangsheng's mouth was slightly open.
Zhang Ning's high-stemmed glass was at her lips, but she didn't continue to drink.
Sweat seeped from Fuji's hands as he rubbed his stomach.
"Final battle!"
"Damn it!"
"Oh no!"
Everyone spoke in unison.
In an instant, everyone stopped what they were doing, immediately retrieved their equipment from the side, and quickly put it on.
"Old Man, the meal money can wait; I'll pay it all next time!"
As they rushed out of the restaurant, Fuji shouted this out.
Old Man pushed aside the curtain and saw their hurried retreating figures.
"He's probably going to default on the payment."
"It's the final battle..."
"Will there even be a next time...?"
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