Ultraman: It turns out this is the easy mode.

Chapter 705 You say this is counter-terrorism?!
"It's suitable for group operations."

Sawai and Yoshioka exchanged a glance, their eyes meeting in mid-air, each understanding a fleeting moment of unspoken agreement. They realized Cui Ming's purpose. Cui Ming had always emphasized group combat; frankly, he knew the inadequacy of humans fighting alone against powerful enemies. Humans could defeat enemies, but only through cooperation, by maximizing the collective strength through close collaboration. This was good; at least they wouldn't have to worry about anyone holding them back. In a team-based combat system, each member had their own role, compensating for each other's weaknesses, elevating overall combat effectiveness to a new level.

“Barias is said to be used for counter-terrorism,” Yoshioka suddenly said, stroking his chin with a hint of amusement and curiosity in his eyes, as if he wanted to explore more possibilities for Barias in the current Earth defense war from its original design intention.

"..." Upon hearing this, Sawai rolled his eyes, his face full of speechlessness. Who would be so kind as to use this thing for counter-terrorism?! The Barias's massive size and powerful 140mm high-pressure howitzer were clearly designed for large-scale, high-intensity combat. Using it for counter-terrorism was like "using an anti-aircraft gun to kill a mosquito"—a complete waste of its potential. But Sawai also understood that Yoshioka's point was perhaps because he was considering the Barias's diverse applications, to see if its potential could be explored in different types of combat.

Meanwhile, at a nearby observation post, Megumi crossed her arms, her brows slightly furrowed, her gaze fixed intently on Cui Ming and Balias on the battlefield. She felt a strange unease; from the first time she saw Captain Cui Ming, a peculiar feeling had welled up within her, like a string deep within her being gently plucked by Cui Ming's unintentional words and actions. Why did she have this strange feeling towards Captain Cui Ming? Why was this happening? This question, like a shadow, lingered in her mind, refusing to dissipate.

If Cui Ming knew, he would probably say it was because of You Lian. After all, Cui Ming and You Lian knew each other, and You Lian had extraordinary influence in the ancient times. She was a key figure in the Earth Defense Force and controlled many mysterious powers and wisdom.

As Yu Lian's successor, it's probably normal for Kijima Megumi to have these reactions. Perhaps in Kijima Megumi's subconscious, the intricate connection between Yu Lian and Choi Myung transcends time and space and has reached her, which is why she has a different perception of Choi Myung.

"Senior." Kijimae took a few light steps and walked to Choi Myung's side, calling out in a clear voice.

"Megumi Kijima, is there anything I can help you with?" Choi Myung turned around, his eyes filled with a gentle inquiry. Having just finished a fierce battle with Sadra, he still exuded a chilling aura from the fight, but showed no signs of fatigue.

After all, this battle was too childish for Cui Ming.

Ah, it's good that there are no damn enemies to cooperate with.

"Thank you for your hard work!" Megumi Kijima smiled sincerely, handing over a glass of water. The water in the glass was still steaming, which felt especially warm in this battlefield filled with the smoke of gunpowder.

"Thank you, but I'm drinking my own nutrient solution." Cui Ming nodded slightly in thanks, then pulled out a water bottle from his waist. The bottle was made of a special material, its surface gleaming with a cold metallic sheen. He gently unscrewed the lid, and instantly, a pungent and unpleasant medicinal smell filled the air, spreading wildly and making the surrounding air seem to solidify slightly.

“Thank you anyway,” Cui Ming added, raising the water bottle to his lips and tilting his head back to gulp down a mouthful of nutrient solution, swallowing what was arguably the most bitter medicine in the world without any expression. After swallowing, he looked at the remains of Sadra in the distance and asked, “Do you know what TPC’s responsibility is?” TPC, as the Earth Peace Alliance, bears the heavy responsibility of protecting the peace of the Earth. Its responsibility is immense, concerning the future of all humanity and even the Earth’s ecology.

“Yes! To promote complete world peace.” Megumi immediately straightened her back and answered in a loud voice, her eyes full of determination and pride. She knew TPC’s mission by heart and was always ready to dedicate everything to it.

"And also the protection of the Earth itself." Cui Ming tightened the kettle lid, his tone solemn. His gaze remained fixed on Sadra's riddled corpse, as if he could see the many crises facing the Earth in the remains of this behemoth.

Earth must not only defend itself against threats from cosmic invaders, but also safeguard its own ecological balance. Any imbalance could bring catastrophic consequences to the planet. Choi Myung is well aware of this and hopes that Kyūjūn Hyūn will deeply understand it and always shoulder this responsibility in future battles and work.

The battlefield, still shrouded in smoke, resembled a wound gnawed by a colossal beast. On the scorched earth, the massive corpse of Sadra lay strewn, its shattered scales intertwined with dark green blood, gleaming eerily in the setting sun. Cui Ming slowly walked across the rubble towards the beast's remains, his combat boots crushing a few scales stuck to the ground with a crisp sound. He looked up at the rolling dark clouds in the sky and suddenly spoke: "Earth doesn't belong to humanity. Earth belongs to herself; we are merely her children." His voice was deep and resonant, as if carrying the weight of time and vicissitudes.

Reaching Sadra, Cui Ming ran his hand over the behemoth's shattered carapace, his fingertips smeared with viscous fluid. His gaze swept over Sadra's twisted, ferocious face, its gaping mouth still poised to tear at anything with its sharp fangs: "We killed Sadra to protect ourselves; the law of the jungle is the rule of nature," he paused, his throat bobbing, "but we must also unite all forces we can."

A gust of wind howled past, stirring up dust on the ground. Cui Ming's trench coat fluttered in the wind, and his figure appeared small yet resolute beside the giant beast's corpse.

Cui Ming crouched down, carefully examining the festering wound on Sadra's abdomen—a fatal injury inflicted by Barias's howitzer. "Sadra, that gluttonous creature, is everyone's common enemy." He chuckled self-deprecatingly, a hint of helplessness in his voice. "It devours everything in its path, even rocks and metal. No wonder it leaves only desolation wherever it goes." He shook his head, his brow furrowing deeply, as if he could already see Sadra ravaging the city, crushing skyscrapers into ruins.

As he stood up, Cui Ming's gaze fell upon the distant, continuous mountain range, from which the occasional low growl of a monster could be heard.

"But we still need to find ways to increase communication with other monsters; our enemies come from space."

(End of this chapter)