Why is this happening?

Su Hao himself didn't understand.

But he believed that black particles would not deceive himself. I am the host, they are parasites. The death of the host means that the parasitic environment is completely collapsed. Anyone may deceive himself, but the relevant black particles will not.

Lille took a bowl of soup and carefully fed it to Bella's mouth.

Her recovery was very good. After a few hours, she no longer coughed up blood and her breathing became smooth. This shows that Bella's broken internal organs are gradually growing and the internal circulation system is also being reconstructed. Especially her abdomen, the intestinal ducts and spleen that were re-stitched after it was broken, have gradually recovered their functions. Lill has been keeping Su Hao's words and not feeding Bella. Now, that most dangerous time has passed.

Su Hao chewed a piece of toasted bread and stood up from the fire. He opened his private backpack and took out a box of homemade energy potions, starting from Kenson, and distributed them to everyone's hands in sequence.

Cookmock picked up the vacuum hose containing the potion, looked at the bright light for a while, then turned his head and looked at Bella who was lying not far away, and shouted in confusion and surprise: "Doctor, this is the kind you gave Bella..."

Vimol, who was sitting next to him, rushed over from behind, covered Cookmock's mouth, hugged him tightly with his powerful arms, and roared nervously and urgently in his ear: "You damn idiot, shut your mouth for me. Do you know how much trouble it will cause us once the sound is heard?"

Mo Xingkui glanced at Cookmok sternly, walked quickly to the door, looked outside nervously through the gap, and made sure that no one was wandering around and eavesdropping. Then he turned around and nodded at Su Hao.

"This battle will be very tragic. Dark creatures are our mortal enemies. They cannot let us go, they will only die."

Su Hao looked around all the mercenaries present and lowered his voice: "You must take care of yourself and take good care of everyone around you. This thing can save your lives at critical moments. As long as you are still alive, even if it is more serious than Bella's injury, there is no problem."

The last sentence caused a series of low exclamations among the mercenaries. They put the energy potion into their close-fitting pockets and cherished it. Unlike Vimol and other members of the former 22 team who had seen the power of potion, Hengery and Cookmock's faces were full of shock, and even the hands holding the potion became trembling.

This means that one more life is added on the battlefield.

Cookmock broke away from Vimol's hand, staring at Su Hao respectfully and eagerly, his trembling tone was almost uncontrollable: "Doctor, this, this...I have heard of this kind of thing. Only senior officers of the main legion of the Empire are qualified to issue. Why do you have it? Could it be that you..."

Su Hao waved his hand calmly: "No matter how precious the thing is, someone must use it. For me, the friends and friends around me are more important than anything else."

Cookmock only felt all the blood surged over his head at this moment. He suddenly stood up, opened his arms and hugged Su Hao tightly, and whispered in an extremely pious tone: "Whoever wants to hurt you must first step on my body. I promise."

At this moment, Su Hao truly won everyone's hearts.

Kenson thought of more.

He looked through the window and looked at the dark night outside, saying with concern: "I feel a very bad feeling. The reinforcements may not come. We still have to rely on our own strength."

Su Hao responded in a low tone: "Things should not be as bad as imagined. We will live, everyone."

Airships are very slow. This is well known whether it is the dark world or the human empire.

Dai Xiaolou has always been a decisive person. He also doesn't like this slow and heavy aerial machinery. But even he has to admit that the best means of transportation from the main legion base in the empire's hinterland to the gray area is the heavy airship. Although the magnetic levitation vehicle has an advantage in speed, it cannot meet the needs of long-distance movement. Especially in areas close to the edge of the empire, it is easy to be attacked by external attacks.

The huge airship slowly landed in the square of the Imperial Twenty-third Army. Ground crews drove several heavy repair vehicles to connect oil pipes to the airship and inspected various parts in an orderly manner. Although the airships were equipped with crystal energy generators, they did not give up the fuel-powered supply method. This approach was certainly due to the consideration of double insurance, but more importantly, it was because starting the airship would cost a lot of crystals. In contrast, using fuel was much cheaper.

The 23rd Army was responsible for the security of the Imperial Border No. 6 area. Although the commander Xiao Yongsen was appointed as a lieutenant general, he had to pay tribute to Dai Xiaolou, the official directly under the main army, such as Dai Xiaolou. A lieutenant he sent was very attentive, and could even be said to be a little humble. He always warmly invited Dai Xiaolou and his entourage to stay at the army base for a few more days to fulfill his friendship as a landlord.

Pamela is extremely efficient in work. Every hour, Dai Xiaolou can receive information sent from the "Iron Fist" Legion Intelligence Department. Of course, it also includes the successive distress signals sent by Konoha Town, and the relevant information about 44 Pei not sending any reinforcements so far.

Looking at the tactical computer in his hand, Dai Xiaolou's cynical face gradually became cold and his expression became serious.

He ignored the lieutenant colonel who had been standing next to him and invited him to the hotel of the Group Army's garrison to connect to the airship captain's communication channel.

“How much has the fuel replenishment work been done?”

“The supplement rate just exceeded 20 percent.”

Dai Xiaolou frowned: "How long will it take to replenish it?"

The captain was a young captain: "At the current pace, it will take at least six hours."

Dai Xiaolou shook his head and ordered directly: "Immediately terminate the fuel replenishment, and order all personnel leaving the boat to return within five minutes and then take off."

The captain was startled by the order: "Sir, the current fuel stock cannot keep us from reaching our destination."

"I know."

Dai Xiaolou hummed with dissatisfaction: "The airship has a sufficient number of crystals. It is necessary to start the crystal energy engine. It is fast, and we don't have much time."

A cold sweat broke out on the young boat captain's forehead: "But we did not perform wartime tasks. According to regulations, the crystal energy engine can only be started under special circumstances, and it must be reported to the energy management agency in advance for approval. I, I, I do not have such power."

"I will handle the aftermath issue."

Dai Xiaolou looked down on the captain's words and was extremely tough: "Start the crystal engine immediately. If you refuse, then I will let your deputy take over the captain's position now. Don't forget, I am the colonel, you are just a captain."

Ten minutes later, the airship began to take off and slowly sailed towards Konoha Town.

Dai Xiaolou stood in the airship control room and received a special communication from Xiao Yongsen, commander of the 23rd Army.

A thin and energetic old man appeared on the screen. He was wearing a neat lieutenant general uniform, gray hair and smiling.

"You guy, you have arrived at my territory, why don't you come and sit? You just left in a hurry. Don't you take me, the old guy seriously?

Xiao Yongsen served as the vice president of the Imperial Non-Commissioner University. At that time, Dai Xiaolou was just a student. His personality and thinking were very reckless. Although he had only stayed in that position for three years, Xiao Yongsen was deeply impressed by this young and energetic guy. Dai Xiaolou was later selected by the "Iron Fist" Legion and served as his important intelligence director. Whether in public or private, Xiao Yongsen felt that he should have a good chat with this former student, but he did not expect that the other party would leave silently.

Dai Xiaolou was as smooth as usual. He responded with laughter and politeness, passing on the relevant information sent by Pamela, while speaking out bluntly.

"This is a very rare biological sample. If you can get its mother, it will be of great help to the research of energy fluctuation weapons. I just don't understand that this settlement called Konoha Town has sent a distress signal, but 44 Pei has no sign of sending reinforcements. This is obviously not in line with the practice of the Imperial Army. Of course, this is your management area, and I am not convenient for me to intervene. I can only speed up and complete my own tasks as much as possible."

The smile in Lieutenant General Xiao Yongsen's eyes gradually disappeared, and he focused on the information that Dai Xiaolou had just sent.

The Imperial Network connects every military stronghold. Whether 44 sends a regiment or a combat squad, the military network has data. Now, the network shows that the integrity of 44 Pei is about 97%, and the vacancies are 604 people. This is consistent with the data reported last month, and the supplementary personnel should arrive next month. In other words, dozens of hours have passed since the sending of the distress signal from Konoha Town. The closest Imperial Defense Forces infantry 44 Pei has not moved at all.

Xiao Yongsen had no intention of continuing to reminisce about the past with Dai Xiaolou, chatted casually for a few words, and closed the communication.

He amplified the information, frowned, and fell into deep thought.

Obviously, Dai Xiaolou gave himself a face. If someone else was changed, he could upload these information to the Supreme Military Court of the Empire or even the Holy See, and the Supreme Presiding Judge was responsible for handling it.

It is precisely because of unity that human beings have the capital to fight against the dark world. Whether it is civil groups or imperial military, it has always been a taboo to not save the people when they die. Moreover, according to the emperor's edict issued hundreds of years ago, tax rates must be given to human settlements set up on the marginal areas, and even a limit of more than 90% is exempted. Supply transportation lines must be kept open under any circumstances, and the material supply in the region must be met first.

It is precisely with these settlements set up in the border areas that the empire's territory continues to expand and the inner area increases little by little. Everyone understands the principle of water dripping with stones, but when it comes to real work, few people take it seriously.

I don’t know when the residents of the empire developed a sense of superiority. They think they are better than the border residents. This is largely due to the severely divided education system. More than 90% of the imperial education resources are focused on the inner region, and only extremely small funds can be invested in the border region. According to the latest statistics last year, more than 50% of the border towns have no primary schools. This has led to severe polarization of the imperial people. The economically developed inner region has become a highly concentrated area for high-quality comprehensive talents, but no one is willing to work and settle in the border towns. Over time, words such as crude, savage, and ignorance have naturally become synonymous with the imperial border residents.

But no matter what, this is definitely not an excuse for 44 Pei not to send reinforcements so far.

Badam is his confidant and 44 Peichang, who Xiao Yongsen values ​​very much.

Xiao Yongsen decided to inquire about this matter himself. He knew very well: although Dai Xiaolou looked easy-going and had a dissolute personality, he was a vengeful person at heart. Inquiring about this matter as the chief intelligence officer of the main legion of the Empire means that the internal supervision of the Twenty-Three Army was not strict. If he let it go, perhaps the matter would evolve into unpredictable serious consequences.

The sky was still dark at dawn. The cold and darkness did not change the rules in the military camp at all. At the Imperial Defense Forces Infantry 44, dozens of large searchlights had already illuminated the playground as bright as day. Teams of soldiers led the officers on duty to start running in the morning. The slogans were clamoring, and the white air spurted out from people gathered, forming a thick fog over the playground.

Badam was not tall and looked a little fat, but there was very little fat under his skin, full of solid muscles. He stood on the balcony outside the office on the second floor, mixed himself, his chest covered with thick black hair, and raised a full basin of cold water and poured it down from the top of his head.

There were men in the military camp, so there was nothing to be embarrassed about. Many soldiers ran by under the balcony. When they saw this scene, they felt immediately full of admiration for the commander and added a lot of courage to fight against cold and laziness.

Stepping on the water stains, he walked back to the room barefoot. With the help of the orderly soldiers, Badam put on his trousers and coat, and tightened his style. His burly and strong figure soon appeared in the dressing mirror, especially the brigadier general badge on both sides of his shoulders, which represented Badam's fearful power.

The breakfast was very simple, that is, the steamed bun porridge served in the cafeteria, plus two small plates of pickles. Badam was very comfortable eating with this bright red chili oil, and his nose and forehead were covered with fine beads of sweat.

The door suddenly was knocked from outside, and a hint of anger suddenly appeared on Badam's peaceful face, and he shouted in a deep voice: "Come in"

He doesn't like being disturbed while eating. But this rule does not limit everyone. For example, those who he likes, or big names with higher positions than him.

The young female adjutant in a suit skirt walked in, bowed and said in a gentle and charming voice: "General, Mr. Sovie wants to see you."

Sovi is the first heir to the McKen family and the convener of this "blockade order". This is a very courageous and capable guy. God knows how he won over more than ten nobles in just a few hours? Although Badam has never had a good impression of these nobles, he had to show a certain degree of friendship in terms of the 300,000 gold coins he took out by the other party.

Picking up the bowl and sucking the hot porridge in big mouthfuls, Badam's mood calmed down a little, and he nodded slowly: "Let him come in."

Sovi was a middle-aged man in his forties. The golden patterns on the cuffs of his coat showed his noble identity. He was thin and had a special temperament of coldness and solemnity. He quickly walked into the room, sat directly opposite the desk, and asked without hesitation: "General, I just got the news: Your third mobile infantry regiment is gathering, and the other two infantry regiments and a machine gun regiment are also preparing. I want to know, what's going on?"

Badam looked at him disapprovingly, opened his mouth and bite the steamed bun, chewing it, and replied calmly: "Of course it is to prepare for the start. This is a matter within the army, and you have no right to make any reservations. However, since you know, it is best to shut your mouth honestly. Otherwise, I will pursue your source of information.

Savi's face suddenly became ugly. He tried to control his anger and asked as calmly as possible: "Can you tell me where your troops are going?"

"sure"

Badam was not dissatisfied with any dissatisfaction with the question, and he spit out a few words from his mouth: "Koye Town."

"What?"

Sovi suddenly stood up from his chair, his expression became shocked and angry: "You promised us to obey the blockade order and would not send troops to reinforce that area. Why did you go back on your word?"

"Back off your word? What qualifications do you have to say this to me?"

Badam immediately furious: "Do you know how much guilt I have taken for this matter? Do you know that things have become difficult to deal with? How did you promise me? Block the public network in this area and block all communications and contacts in the direction of Konoha Town. Have you done this? Why can we continue to send a distress signal there? Why are the communications there always kept open? Look at what you are all in? I believe you, so I decided to cooperate with you. The result? You just stood by and looked, and you didn't even bother to move your hands."

Badam's accusations were not unreasonable. Blocking communications was the most important cooperation project agreed by the nobles at the time. 44 Pei had no right to close the regional network without authorization, but until the early morning of this year, 44 could still receive a distress signal from Konoha Town.

Three hundred thousand gold coins are a lot of money, but not so important that Badam has to exchange for his position. Moreover, taking money and spending money are two completely different things. Many people are often able to do the former but cannot enjoy the latter.

Badamning would never do such a head-lossing thing even if he died.
Chapter completed!