Vicious male counterpart isn’t competing anymore [Rebirth]

Chapter 163.2 Senior, wait for me

Editor: Jodi

Sheng Heng turned to look again, only to see the cyan zerg in the live feed fling its tail, causing the nine bone knots on it to glow faintly with a blue light.

Then his eyes followed the mutated zerg’s tail as it moved, then plunged into a purple mech, and then with a harsh pull, extracted a large, blue-glowing core component.

“A mech core!” He shouted in shock.

General Admiral Sheng and everyone else in the command center were also shocked by this scene. A mech core was the heart of a mech; without it, the mech simply couldn’t function.

And as this thought crossed everyone’s mind, they saw the zerg’s tail toss the extracted mech core into the depths of space casually, then lash its tail towards the cockpit.

Then the mech, having lost its core, was unable to evade and could only watch as the tail pierced through. Then, its foreclaws reached out, stabbed into the cockpit’s location and tore it open forcefully to reveal the inside, and inside the cockpit, was a middle-aged man in a dark combat suit who had already been impaled by the cyan tail, his whole body covered in blood, his eyes wide open in shock.

“It’s Lieutenant General Liu Yuan from the Sima Legion.” Someone recognized.

And even as this name was called out, the cyan zerg’s tail was still hooked into Liu Yuan’s body, then retracting it slowly, it brought it to its mouth gently, then swallowed him whole, and while eating, its blue eyes narrowed slightly as if relishing a delicious delicacy, seemingly savoring the taste.

The command center was eerily silent, with everyone feeling a chillingly creepy dread. They all knew that zergs enjoyed eating humans, and it wasn’t as if they hadn’t seen them do so in battles. However now, the one being eaten on the screen wasn’t an ordinary person, but the pilot of a level nine mech. There were less than twenty level nine mech pilots in the entire Federation. No, now there were less than nineteen.

With the level ten mechs not having been deployed, the level nine mechs represented the Federation’s strongest military force. Yet, this formidable force had been defeated so easily.

Sheng Heng finally understood why his father had ordered the deployment of all the level nine mechs, and at this moment, he even began to worry about Sheng Zhuo. This was the first time he had felt worried for him ever since he became a level nine mech warrior.

Big brother, you definitely have to be safe.

“General Admiral, our battleship has reached the battlefield.” Someone announced, then the screen switched to a familiar star field, the domain of the War God Legion, near Planet S-78.

In the video, a mutated zerg was confronting two level nine mechs from the War God Legion, and they were surrounded by countless low level zergs and mech warriors fighting. The entire starry sky was ablaze with fire, almost obscuring the natural starlight, then behind the flames, a battleship that had departed from the port just two hours earlier stopped in mid-air steadily, then a silver-white mech flew out from the battleship – it was Sheng Zhuo’s mech, Morning Star.

Big brother.

Sheng Heng clenched his fists, his heart almost in his throat.

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On July 10, Interstellar Year 3099, the zergs launched a sudden and massive tide attack without any warning, and using eight mutated cyan zergs as their vanguard, raided all the military fortresses of the Federation. The Federation responded with full force, deploying all high level combatants including the Federal Marshal and two level ten mech warriors, battling the zergs for half a month, and although they managed to barely keep the zerg tide out of the Federation, it came at a very heavy and painful price.

Of the nineteen level nine mech warriors in the Federation, eleven were sacrificed, three were severely injured, and the casualties among the regular soldiers were immeasurable, while only three of the mutated zergs were killed. And under these extraordinary circumstances, the Federation’s ZF issued a compulsory conscription order. All senior university students on the verge of graduation were to be drafted and prepared to join the battlefield at any moment.

At the Federal University, Yan Hao used a spatial button to store the mech he had been rushing to complete during this period of time then headed towards Old Pang’s work room.

“Master, I came to say goodbye.” Today was the day all senior students were to depart for the front lines. Yan Hao was also a senior, and if it wasn’t for the sudden zerg tide, he would have been preparing for his graduation ceremony by now.

“Let’s go.” Old Pang stood up and walked towards him.

“Master, you’re going too?” Yan Hao asked, his eyes wide with shock.

“What, you’re looking down on my old bones?” Old Pang pretended to be dissatisfied.

“No.” Yan Hao shook his head hurriedly, “I just thought it wasn’t time for you to go to the front lines yet.”

“With level ten mechs in action, of course I also have to go, otherwise who else will repair the mechs?” Old Pang said with a smile. “And it’s not just me. Old Zhong has probably already departed.”

There were currently only three level ten mechs in combat on the front lines, two of which had been made by him and Old Zhong.

“Then Master, which legion are you going to?” Yan Hao asked.

“I’m going to the Sima Legion, and Old Zhong is going to the Divine Wind Legion.” Then he looked at him and said, “As for you, you’re going to the War God Legion.”

Yan Hao froze. The school had only notified him to get ready to go to the frontline, however they didn’t specify which legion’s frontline he would be sent to, and he had been thinking that if he wasn’t assigned to the War God Legion, he would ask another classmate to take his mech to Sheng Heng.

Had this been arranged specially by his Masters?

“Let’s go.” Not explaining much further, Old Pang led the way out of the laboratory.

And when the Master and disciple arrived at the reporting center, Yan Hao was indeed instructed to board the spaceship which was headed for the War God Legion, and He Shao happened to be assigned with him.

Even with the fastest spaceship, it would take a day and a half to travel from Capital Star Planet to Planet S36, and to ensure that everyone would be in good condition after they arrived at the battlefield, the spaceship was equipped with resting areas. However at this moment, none of them could really sleep, because each and every one of these teenagers who were still shedding their youthful naivety, were each preparing for the upcoming war in their own way.

“Xiao Hao, have you been able to contact Senior Sheng Heng recently?” He Shao looked at Yan Hao worriedly.

Sheng Heng had been on the frontline since the start of the zerg tide, and at the beginning, battle videos could still be seen on Starnet, and every time a battle video appeared, Sheng Heng could be seen piloting his mimetic mech. However as the war intensified, the Federation, for various reasons, reduced the coverage of the frontline’s news, and the occasional videos that were broadcast no longer showed Sheng Heng.

“No.” Yan Hao shook his head, “The last time we spoke was ten days ago.”

“Senior Sheng Heng is piloting the mimetic mech you made. He will definitely be fine.” He Shao comforted hurriedly.

“En.” Yan Hao nodded his head firmly, gripping the spatial button in his arms tightly.

Senior, wait for me.

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