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"Ah, Old Ba, I just noticed your attitude towards your subordinates is full of blame. It's not good for them; you should show a bit more understanding. After all, this was just a performance, and there's no need to place all the blame on your subordinates," Yang Jiao said, his sharp words leaving Old Ba speechless.
Old Ba felt extremely awkward. Freyr immediately lowered his head and took over the conversation, saying, "This is mainly my fault. When we return, I am willing to take full responsibility."
Old Ba frowned slightly. He realized that Freyr was being too sincere; continuing to scold him would be pointless. "This matter isn't urgent, but there is something you need to decide for yourself: do you want to return to the original unit with me, or stay in the association as a hunter? The two options are not mutually exclusive. Just like in the military, new recruits cannot be sent out for drills right away. Even soldiers who have trained for two years must undergo a review process before being deployed to the front lines to guard the borders. In other words, sixty percent of soldiers who are eliminated will be reassigned to other units. It’s possible that there won’t be any direct confrontations with the Zerg for ten or twenty years. Even if there is a large-scale invasion by the Zerg at the front lines, soldiers will not be sent out as combat weapons."
"First, we hire professional hunters or assassins from renowned families to fend off the Zerg at high prices. The remaining corpses of the Zerg will be further processed. It is only at this stage that our Military Department will send soldiers to collect them. Besides that, when it comes to dealing with insects trying to breach the borders, our soldiers will use remote-controlled artillery and mechanical radar-assisted bombardments as much as possible. Theoretically, there are battles that require soldiers to fill in, but in reality, such possibilities are almost nonexistent."
"Every soldier's life is especially precious, particularly for adapting to high-intensity border patrol duties. New recruits transferred from the Military Department still need one to two months of guidance from veterans before they can qualify. Additionally, they must become proficient in using appropriate combat equipment for border defense; at least a year of self-study is required. After that, think about how long you can still serve as a soldier? The reality is about maximizing resource utilization. For high-risk, high-reward missions, the military is almost never willing to accept them because we bear the fate of humanity."
"And this is the reality: being a soldier isn't like what you see in advertisements where you fight for freedom and humanity's liberation. Once the responsibilities we bear lose their meaning, we become sinners of humanity, trying to find a balance between the survival rights of insects and humans. The Military Department has always stood at this balance point between two species; once it tips over, it could lead to mass slaughter or even total extinction of one species."
Old Ba's words were profound; he didn’t need to say much more for Freyr to understand that most warriors heading to the front lines during the early days of the apocalypse were essentially doing trivial tasks. When doomsday arrived, frontline warriors were often found playing cards in trenches, and many died there. Those truly facing the baptism of war would soon face slaughter themselves.
The combat power of insects was incredibly strong; their individual combat capabilities equated to those of three ordinary soldiers. Even with heavy weapons and anti-aircraft artillery, it might not be enough to solve the problem. The purpose at the frontline borders was not to launch attacks or sound counter-offensive horns but rather to exhaust finances, resources, and manpower while spending significant time pushing back against insects. Little did they know that during these repeated defeats, the Zerg was conducting countless drills against human tactics, leading humanity to mistakenly believe that insects were mindless creatures.
Until that final moment arrived, many humans still clung to the hope of achieving peace.
Seeing Old Ba speak so kindly towards him made Yang Jiao raise an eyebrow and turn his head. "Old Ba, this isn't like you at all! Are you feeling flattered? Or have I misjudged you? You've changed; would you be interested in taking a position at the association?"
Old Ba turned his head with wide eyes, his anger still simmering. "What are you looking at? Let me make myself clear so this young lad understands that the future isn’t necessarily a one-way street. Whether he returns to the Military Department or goes to your newly established association as a professional hunter, I would support either choice wholeheartedly. These are paths chosen by young people themselves. If I were too involved in organizations, wouldn’t that make me rigid and inflexible? In fact, both the Military Department and the association share a common goal: fighting against a common enemy. If I go back and get scolded a bit, I’ll just wait quietly for the rise of a new golden age."
Old Ba spoke with a slight bitter smile and shook his head silently. "If I could manage things when I was younger... now that I'm old, I don't want to move around anymore. You young people have your own ideas; go ahead and walk your own path—whether it's right or wrong—there will still be us old guys here supporting you along the way. Just don’t take too long deciding; it’s best if you tell me now because if it drags on too long, I won’t have good explanations when I return." Old Ba feared nothing; General Romeo had sent him here primarily for emotional leverage, and if he couldn’t bring anyone back, he wouldn’t bear full responsibility either. Ultimately, if someone truly set their mind on leaving, it wouldn’t take much persuasion—just one or two sentences could solidify their decision.
Yang Jiao chuckled lightly, thinking to himself that it was truly a false alarm. This old man nearly ruined his big plans, but in the end, it seemed there was still a great opportunity left.
"Even so, I still want to thank you for your guidance over these months," Freyr spoke up. His words caught many off guard, including Duan Shuai, but due to their injuries, none could approach him to clarify.
Old Ba frowned and said softly, "Hmph, what else can be done? You've made your own decision, so of course I support your thoughts. Also, this is a gift from the general."
Yang Jiao nodded slightly. "You've made a wise decision. This way, I can also designate an examination opportunity for you. Of course, the exam content will be based on things you've learned or experienced before. We can't be too harsh on you as an injured person; in the future, we will raise our expectations. Our President and Vice President have both expressed great admiration for your performance, Freyr. Your name has become well-known in the association; you're a rising star."
As he received the item thrown by Old Ba, he stopped paying attention to the conversations around him. Although Yang Jiao wore a smile, he felt as if no one was looking him in the eye, revealing a sense of being overlooked. This feeling of disappointment didn't show too much on his face but was still met with Old Ba's fierce disdain up close, causing him to choke on his sparkling wine.
"What is this?" As he unwrapped the package, he found a letter and a treasure box inside. Originally, Old Ba had planned to wait until Freyr agreed to return to the unit before giving it to him. However, it was no longer possible to bring him back; even if they wanted to consider his future, spending years in the unit would be less efficient than growing through executing missions.
Old Ba raised his head slightly and said, "The letter is handwritten by the general; you can read it later. Inside the treasure box is a Gene Pill. It has high value elsewhere and is worth 100,000 Score. The general wants me to see you take it right here; even with your severe injuries, it won't affect the pill's effectiveness in your body. He has invested heavily in you; I hope you won't waste his efforts."
Freyr was taken aback. "I really can't accept this; it's such a precious elixir! It probably won't have any effect on me anyway."
"Hmph, no effect? Don't think too highly of yourself. Purifying the impurities in your bloodline and genes is precisely what this Gene Pill does. The key point is also recognizing your future development direction. If you think those experts you've seen in the unit are top-tier, you're mistaken. True top-tier experts are everywhere; they could easily destroy a city if they wanted to. The main thing is that they carry beliefs and are willing to try living peacefully."
"Of course, whether you take it or not is up to you. However, given your injuries, I think it's necessary to wait some time before using it. I won't check if you take it; I'll just report that you've accepted it."
"Alright then, it's about time for me to take my leave. This group of brats makes me feel embarrassed," Old Ba said as he stood up and shouted loudly. "You guys should ignore your pain and run back!"
Despite finding today's actions unacceptable at first, Old Ba quickly regained his composure after his capable subordinates left and revitalized himself by pushing new trials onto those around him.
"Uh, we're all injured, Commander. Please don't."
Old Ba shouted angrily, "What do you mean by 'don't'? If you think you can surpass Freyr in your current state, you're really far from it. If you want to break through, don't be afraid of hardship or pain. If I didn't know your capabilities, I wouldn't resort to such measures. Now run, Brats."
"Ah~~"
"Yes~~"
After bidding farewell to his comrades, he quickly received a letter regarding his special discharge.
There was some reluctance and a sense of nostalgia, but he still had to face the new beginning at Confronting, this time as a professional hunter. So what exactly is an idealized team, and who are its members?
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