It's better to conquer them than to command the steel torrent

Chapter 58｜Oracle!
There was no good place to stay late at night, so Shang Ke went to a large bathhouse nearby, hoping to relieve his confused and flustered mood.

When it was daybreak, he went straight to the headquarters.

On the way, he bought a copy of the Global Times and the Republic Daily, and only then did he learn about two important events.

The first thing was that the Foreign Minister of the Council of Ministers of the Ivan Rus Empire was ordered to serve as a temporary special envoy to America. The envoy arrived in Washington the day before yesterday.

The second thing is that Empress Ivan Rus came in person for a state visit, and the special train carrying the group has arrived in Xijing.

Publicly visiting two major countries at the same time with closely spaced schedules is simply intentional. What is he trying to do?

With such questions in mind, Shang Ke came to the headquarters.

The registration process was very simple, just registering and asking some questions. There were more than 40 people who shared the same advisory mission with him, including military officers and technical experts.

This is the third time that the Grand Federation has sent additional advisors to -1 Hungary, and the size of the military and technical advisory group has exceeded people.

Shang Ke deliberately looked through the roster, wondering if he could find an old friend among them.

He browsed from top to bottom and seemed to find nothing at first glance, but when he looked more closely, a name caught his attention.

At the assembly hall, Shang Ke looked around and called out, "Is Su Ji here? Su Ji from the 13th Division's reconnaissance battalion."

A small major stood up, turned around and asked in confusion: "It's me, what's wrong?"

Oh? Coffee Shop God!
Shang Ke was overjoyed upon seeing this, but outwardly he walked over with a normal expression, saying with a serious smile, "I just happened to see you and wanted to say hello. Your battalion performed very well in the last drill, brother."

In the middle of the Yanshan winter exercises, a patrol team of the Blue Force found and confirmed the weak joint of the Red Force's defense line, which can be said to be a very critical turning point.

The light words omitted the exciting game at that time. The patrol team belonged to the reconnaissance battalion of the 13th Division, and they were the subordinates of the coffee shop god of war.

"You're the one from the Tank School Training Brigade, right? Your last name is Shang." Su Ji, a look of nostalgia in his eyes, praised, "You're not bad either."

Shang Ke never expected that his words would trigger such a heated discussion.

Many people were still brooding over the previous exercise, and the other officers present kept interrupting, and in just a few minutes the argument turned into a chaotic mess.

afternoon.

All the staff boarded a passenger bus and headed to the eastern suburbs, preparing to go to Bahe to catch an intercontinental flight.

On the way, the intersection was temporarily closed by police cars and roadblocks, and the bus had to stop.

The leader of the team sent someone to inquire about the matter. It turned out that the convoy of the Queen of Ivan Rus Empire was about to pass by here.

Not long after, a convoy under the protection of the Special Military Police Brigade slowly drove over and headed straight to the Deyuan Yin Hotel on Huaqing Pool in the east.

Because he didn't sleep well last night, Shang Ke was taking a nap to catch up on his sleep, but he suddenly woke up, as if he had had a terrible nightmare.

Seeing his big reaction, the aviation captain beside him kindly asked, "What's wrong?"

"No...it's okay." Shang Ke evaded the question with lingering fear, but his eyes were fixed on the car in the convoy.

A quarter of an hour later, the intersection was unblocked and the bus continued on its way.

Most flights are handled by Xijiao Airport, but this time it was completely different.

A special terminal has been built on the banks of the Ba River, which belongs to Kyushu Airlines. In fact, this terminal currently only serves one aircraft.

I saw a giant four-engine seaplane quietly parked on the river. The behemoth was so large that the barge next to it looked like a small sampan.

"The Boeing 314 is known as the flying cruise ship. A ticket costs six or seven thousand. We are lucky to ride it for free this time." An aviation captain sighed with his hands on his hips.

The Boeing 314 was a luxury passenger and cargo seaplane designed for wealthy politicians from both the United States and the Grand Commonwealth. It could significantly reduce the time it took to travel across continents while also carrying large amounts of airmail. Boeing's only competitor was the Nanhai Aircraft Company's N-100 seaplane, but Nanhai suffered misfortune when the N-100 prototype was destroyed in a typhoon that hit its warehouse. Boeing, overjoyed, reluctantly donated a brand-new Boeing 314 to Kyushu Airlines free of charge to gain market share. Weighing 32 tons and with a wingspan of 46 meters, it was larger than the later Boeing 737. Its construction required 57 rivets alone, and it could carry up to 70 passengers, complete with a separate lounge and bar.

【Picture】

Thinking about Boeing's poor performance day after day in the future, and looking at the present, Shang Ke couldn't help but sigh.

After everyone was on board, the passenger plane named Asia Clipper accelerated on the Wei River, leaving a long white trail, and finally slowly took off.

noon the next day.

The Asia Clipper landed in the Ibo Sea and took off again after refueling.

From here, heading west, you will cross the border and the next stop is the Caspian Sea.

When Shang Ke was having lunch in the restaurant, suddenly, a strange situation occurred without any warning.

First of all, he felt a natural comfort that was hard to describe in concrete terms. If he had to describe it, he would most accurately say it was like being bathed in a spring breeze.

Suddenly, a gentle voice appeared in his mind, so clear that it seemed as if it was speaking right in front of him.

"Hello, kid."

Shang Ke shuddered and looked around to find that there was no one else, but the voice just now really didn't sound like an auditory hallucination.

After a while, he pretended to be calm and muttered to himself: "Uh... who are you?"

"Demeter," the voice continued, "Atropos told me to await your arrival."

what?
Does this style of name sound like something from Greek mythology?
No way! There really is a God!

Shang Ke suddenly became excited, but still said politely: "Sorry, I don't know you at all, why are you waiting for me?"

"The gods were sleeping and recuperating, and Artemis and I had our powers stolen. After we woke up, Atropos told us the reason."

"Stealing divine power? No way? You can steal that? So what does it have to do with me?"

"You have met Veronica Alexandrovna, who has signed a blood pact with an unknown, vile evil god."

"And then? What contract? Fairy Sister, can you finish your words in one breath?"

Demeter did not answer his question, but continued, "The balance and order of the world are collapsing, and this must be stopped."

What a mess!

Shank was speechless about Demeter being a riddle teller, but he still patiently asked, "Wait a minute, how can we stop this? Isn't it a bit absurd to ask a mortal like me to help with the problems you guys caused?"

Demeter was not angry and continued calmly: "Mortals can do what mortals can do. Destroy the blood contract, and then Artemis will take care of the rest of the trouble."

Outrageous! Easy to say!
"How can it be that simple? Balance and order will collapse?" Shang Ke thought for a moment and felt that bargaining was a natural option. He asked curiously, "Is there any help? Like a blessing or protection?"

"If I could interfere, why would I bother looking for you?" Demeter spoke much faster. "Atropos predicted that you might be able to do it. You don't belong to this world. She will ask Clotho to postpone weaving the thread of your fate. But remember, this won't work in the East."

"Ah? Who is Cloto?"

"Goodbye, child, I must go. The rest of the information is gathered in the bread before you."

Shang Ke was stunned for a moment, because there was clearly a steamed bun on the plate in front of him.

　So...are steamed buns considered bread?
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