Super Seminary: Start by making up the three seafood generals!

It was not until Dawn One approached San Francisco that Reina, who had been silent all along, suddenly spoke.

She suddenly glanced at Sun Wukong, and then spoke to herself:

"Regarding that seafood fleet, although I don't know it, Suo Xing once mentioned a similar existence to me."

Reina's sudden words attracted the attention of everyone in the cabin.

Zhao Xin and Cheng Yaowen looked at each other, kept silent in tacit understanding, and handed the stage to Lena.

Chapter 48: Middle-aged Zhao Xin appears again!

As Reina's words rang out, Son Goku's eyes suddenly froze.

Then he scratched his head, thought for a while, and said with embarrassment in his tone:

"Could you please tell me more about this female Bodhisattva?"

"I'm not a female bodhisattva, I'm your goddess, the light of the sun, Reina!" Reina snorted arrogantly, but continued to explain:

"The fleet surrounding San Francisco should be the Bikini Bottom Navy Fleet. Judging from their size, they should be the Demon Slayer Order that Suo Xing mentioned before. The leader should be one of the three admirals, Red Star, the user of Magma Fruit!"

After listening to Reina's explanation, everyone in the Xiongbinglian became even more confused.

Liu Chuang raised his eyebrows, adjusted his sitting posture, and said carelessly:

"What's this? Demon Slayer Order, what's this? General Crimson Star, what's this? Magma Fruit Ability User, it sounds really mysterious, can you guys understand it?"

Liu Chuang asked Zhao Xin and others as he spoke.

In response, Zhao Xin rolled his eyes.

"No, Chuangzi, what were you doing when Sister Na was explaining her ability? I guess the Magma Fruit user is about the same as the eldest sister, isn't the eldest sister a user of the Flame-Flame Fruit?"

"I see, I see. It's the same ability that the elder sister has that can turn her whole body into fire. Does that mean that this general can turn his whole body into magma?"

Listening to Zhao Xin's explanation, Liu Chuang suddenly understood.

Looking at his honest face, Sun Wukong supported his head speechlessly.

She kicked him away with a look of disgust, then turned to Reina and said:

"What is that Demon Slayer Order, and how strong are the admirals?"

Listening to Son Goku's words, Reina lowered her head and thought for a while.

"Suo Xing didn't say much about the Demon Slayer Order. We only know that it is a naval combat mode. Usually, when it is launched, a general will lead a fleet of a certain level to bombard a place with artillery fire and carry out indiscriminate attacks!"

"Suo Xing did say a lot about the admirals, but most of them specifically referred to another admiral, the yellow sponge that appeared in San Francisco before, Admiral Huang Mian!"

"Suo Xing didn't say much about Admiral Akahoshi's information because he had never seen him!" Lena shrugged after she finished speaking.

Sun Wukong pondered for a while, then looked at the screen and said:

"According to the Super Seminary's speculation, the strength of that yellow sponge should be that of a second-generation warrior. So is this so-called Red Star General the same?"

"No, it's impossible. Suo Xing mentioned to me before that Huang Mian had easily defeated him. His strength is definitely more than that of a second-generation warrior. There's something wrong with the information in the Super God Academy!"

However, as soon as Monkey finished speaking, Qilin, who had been listening to their conversation quietly, interrupted him hurriedly.

While saying this, he looked at Reina.

Reina also nodded at the right time, agreeing with Qilin's point of view.

"Qilin is right. Suo Xing also told me about Huang Mian's strength. He is definitely not weaker than me. He is at least at the level of a third-generation god. As for the battle in San Francisco, I guess he didn't use his full strength!"

Listening to what Reina and Qilin said, Sun Wukong frowned tightly.

A person sat in his seat in a depressed mood, not knowing what he was thinking about.

…………

In the command room of the Super Seminary, Dukao was paying attention to the latest developments on the San Francisco battlefield, while taking time to observe the latest situation of the members of the Dawn No. 1 Xiongbing Company.

As for Reina's analysis of Akahoshi's strength, Dukao was not surprised.

Because just now, according to Lianfeng's report, Iron Man, a member of the League of Hate stationed in San Francisco, launched a suicide attack on the seafood fleet.

But before it could get close, it was swallowed up by magma falling from the sky.

The special steel mecha that was strong enough to withstand ordinary second-generation super soldiers was scrapped by Chi Xing's casual attack.

The upper limit of energy condensed at that moment had reached the level of the third generation of gods.

Watching the members of the Xiongbinglian gradually approaching San Francisco.

Dukao took a deep breath and prepared to give orders.

However, at this moment, Lianfeng, who was originally monitoring something, suddenly exclaimed.

"What...what's going on?"

Lianfeng's exclamation caught Dukao's attention.

"Lianfeng, what's wrong? Is it the army of the Free Country that has been defeated? The war has only started for less than an hour, this shouldn't be the case..."

Dukao's tone was tinged with doubt.

Lian Feng seemed not to have heard what he said. He just stared at the screen in disbelief. After a long while, he replied in disbelief:

"...Just now, Denor III showed that there was an additional dark energy reaction in the suburbs of Juxia City..."

"...According to the database, it is actually the Spear of Dexing, Zhao...Xin..."

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone in the command room's eyes widened instantly.

I couldn't help but look at the rebellious young man on the screen who was sitting on the Dawn 1 and livening up the atmosphere.

"Zhao Xin, isn't he here?" Ajie looked confused.

"But, whether based on the energy response or the portrait, Denor III shows that there are two Zhao Xins!"

Lian Feng said as he pulled up a surveillance video of the suburbs of Juxia City.

…………

It was an abandoned military base, with a blurry figure leaning against the wall.

There were a lot of bottles and cans placed around, emitting a pungent smell of alcohol.

A middle-aged man with a decadent and unkempt face leaned against the wall.

He was wearing torn black armor, his eyes were looking at the sky with vicissitudes, and he was muttering from time to time.

"... Gray Wolf is coming. Is another universe going to be destroyed..."

Chapter 49: Fight to the death...never retreat!

"... What about defending the country, what about bravely killing the enemy, it's ridiculous, ridiculous... cough..."

The middle-aged Zhao Xin muttered to himself with tears in his eyes, and as he spoke he took a big gulp of liquor into his mouth.

Tears blurred her cheeks, and the liquid flowing from the corners of her mouth was hard to tell whether it was tears or wine.

Suddenly, in the tearful sight of middle-aged Zhao Xin, an old man appeared at the end of the road with staggering steps.

He was wearing a tattered military uniform, a style from several decades ago, and it was obvious that it had a long history. The patched clothes silently told us that this old man's experience was not ordinary.

The old man looked at the dilapidated military base in front of him with a touch of nostalgia in his eyes. As soon as he approached, he smelled a pungent smell of alcohol and instantly noticed the middle-aged Zhao Xin leaning against the wall with a decadent look on his face.

The old man's wrinkled face wrinkled slightly, then slowly relaxed, revealing a kind look.

He slowly walked to the middle-aged Zhao Xin, opened a bottle of white wine, poured it on the ground, bowed towards the military base and said:

"There is a murderous aura on the battlefield, deserter?"

The old man's word "deserter" made Zhao Xin raise his eyes, but that was all.

The old man didn't care and just sat next to Zhao Xin.

He opened another bottle of liquor, slowly poured it into his mouth, pointed at a bulge in the distance and said:

"I come here every year to see old friends and have them talk about the beautiful mountains and rivers of our motherland, which they once defended with their lives. It's a pity that we can't see them anymore."

When the old man said this, he couldn't hide the sadness in his eyes.

The middle-aged Zhao Xin also raised his head at the right time, looking at the grave in the distance, and a hint of sadness flashed in his eyes.

The same was true for him. Xiaolun, Chuangzi, and other comrades who had fought side by side with him all died at the hands of the Gray Wolf's army.

He couldn't even protect his guardian angel Zhixin. He was a waste and could only watch the familiar people around him die one by one.

He escaped from the universe while being hunted by the wolves, and survived as a dirty spark of humanity.

What a ridiculous reason to compromise, Zhao Xin smiled miserably. He wanted to commit suicide all the time, but when he thought of Xiaolun's last wishes before his death, he had to give up this ridiculous idea.

"... Lord Xin, promise me that you will live on, as the last spark of humanity... live on!..."

"…My dear, hurry up! You are the user of the Thunder Fruit. Theoretically, in the known universe, only you and the Spacetime Rose have the highest chance of escaping… Don't worry about me, just go!…"

Middle-aged Zhao Xin closed his eyes in pain, as memories of the past came flooding back to his mind.

The old man next to him saw this and his eyes moved slightly.

"I was still a child that year, living in a small village. Life was hard, but at least I was alive. That is until a group of Japanese soldiers wearing human skins entered the village, burning, killing, looting, and committing all kinds of evil. My mother knew they had bad intentions, so she put me, who was only eight years old at the time, in a rice jar."

"She gently told me not to go out no matter what happened. I nodded and quietly hid in the rice jar."

"There were continuous gunshots outside the rice jar. I was young at the time and had no idea what was going on. I could only vaguely sense that something bad was happening."

"I hid for several hours until Captain Li showed up and brought me out of the rice jar."

"He took me to the square in the center of the village, then put me down and left alone. The square in the center of the village is a huge flat area. When I was a child, I often ran and jumped on it. It could be said to be my playground. But that time was different. That time, the square in the center of the village was filled with motionless villagers!"

"I found a familiar face among a pile of broken bodies. It belonged to my mother."

"At that time, I stood in a daze among the corpses, looking at my motionless mother. Captain Li, who had already left, suddenly appeared, came forward and hugged me, and spoke to me with gritted teeth."

"Blood debts must be repaid with blood. He didn't say much, gave me a shell-breaking gun, and asked me if I was willing to go with him to fight the devils and defend our country."

"To be honest, I was only 8 years old at the time and I didn't know how to fight. Captain Li was just soft-hearted. He saw that I was all alone and pitiful and wanted to take me with him, so he just found an excuse..."

"Captain Li was 18 years old at the time. He told me that I must not retreat before reaching the country's borders and must not be afraid of life and death..."

"Later, we fought guerrilla warfare in the areas occupied by the Japanese, and gradually we took in many children like me. Later, the Japanese discovered our base. Captain Li led the charge and opened a bloody path for us, but he remained on that hill forever."

"...After Captain Li died, the deputy commander became the commander, then the battalion commander, then the platoon leader, then the squad leader, and finally I, who was only 13 years old, became the commander..."

“…The team also shrank from more than 1300 people to the final 17 children, and I was the oldest among them…”

"After the Anti-Japanese War was won, I returned to the hill where Captain Li died and dug a hole to build a grave for them. However, the war had lasted so long that the bodies could no longer be found. In the end, I could only bury my first Mauser pistol in the ground..."

"Later, my brothers and I grew up and encountered the war against the free country and aid Korea. At that time, the 17 of us brothers knelt here for three days and three nights, and then crossed the Yalu River without hesitation..."

"…In the end, I was the only one who returned, and only one of my brothers' remains returned, a frozen corpse. I placed him here and covered him with new soil every year."

"…The child was afraid of the cold, but he ended up freezing to death…"

As the old man spoke, his expression was mostly filled with memories, but without a trace of regret.

After saying this, he ignored Zhao Xin who was standing beside him and left humming a ballad alone.

The middle-aged Zhao Xin standing aside had tears in his eyes.

He looked up.

On the road, no one was paying homage to this martyrs' place, only an old soldier was humming a ballad.

He said: "I will share my clothes with you even if I have none."

Looking at his back, the middle-aged Zhao Xin suddenly smashed the bottle in his hand.

Then he stood up from the ground and knelt down in the direction the old man left without hesitation.

His head slammed hard against the ground, tears streaming down his forehead and dripping onto the ground.

"Thank you for your teachings... In the battle of Melo Heaven, I retreated and lost Zhixin... In the battle of the solar system, I retreated again and lost Xiaolun and Chuangzi... This time, no matter what, I, Zhao Xin, will never retreat again!"