Life Game In Other World-Chapter 1747 - 1746: General

Looking down from the sky, a blazing firelight streaked across the night, piercing through the Dragon Cavalry Fighter in its path, penetrating the dense swarm of drones, and rushes towards the highest point of the sky as the magnificent light and explosions ignite the firmament.

The mecha, which was further ascending in the sky, saw this scene and suddenly accelerated, while simultaneously raising the barrels in both hands.

Dazzling laser and electromagnetic cannon simultaneously pierced through the sky, like two intersecting beams of light passing by the firelight soaring to the sky but missing the firelight, only piercing through the Dragon Cavalry Fighter group and the drone cloud below.

New brilliance quickly gathered at the cannon’s mouth.

But by this time, it was too late, even the nuclear-powered mecha, which didn’t lack energy, could not gather a second wave of brilliance at this moment.

The dazzling firelight reached the outer opening of the mecha, then extended a hand, slapping it onto the cockpit cover. 𝘧𝓇𝑒𝑒𝑤ℯ𝑏𝓃𝘰𝑣ℯ𝘭.𝘤ℴ𝘮

Boom—

Following a thunderous roar, the cockpit cover was instantly shattered, and the figure wrapped in raging flames surged through the opening into the cockpit.

A stout middle-aged man was sitting at the helm, raising his head, looking at He Ao in horror, "Hawke, what are you going to do?"

This stout man was Hawke’s former deputy captain, now the acting captain.

He Ao walked to the side of the cockpit, his flame-enveloped fingertip tapping the control panel lightly, opening the full bandwidth broadcast.

The stout man didn’t notice He Ao’s action, he only saw He Ao approaching, and hoarsely shouted, "Hawke, you can’t kill me! Are you going to betray the board? Without the board’s permission, you can’t kill me! If you kill me, the board won’t let you go! You will be wanted by the entire Federation!"

But He Ao merely walked calmly to his side, placing a hand on his head, a hoarse and aged voice echoed within the spacious cockpit, "I don’t need their permission."

The raging flames instantly enveloped the stout body, burning intensely, and in a blink of an eye, reduced him to ashes.

At this moment, He Ao also turned around, looking through the cockpit’s panoramic monitoring screen at the silent tanks and aircraft below.

The entire corps fell silent in an instant.

Even the Dragon Cavalry Fighter group, originally under the direct control of the deputy captain, fell into a temporary silence.

He Ao quietly gazed at the corps under the night sky, hoarsely saying, "The battle is over."

The raging flames instantly retreated into his body, transforming into layers of flesh and blood, graying white hair, supporting the blood-stained clothing.

The silent whisper echoed in the broadcast channel, echoing throughout the night sky.

The entire night fell into brief silence, the battle between the pursuers and Hawke’s confidants in the distance also came to a stop.

He Ao glanced at the control panel rapidly flashing error codes before him, reached out, and took a silver Secret Medicine from his pocket, inserting it into a keyhole on the control panel.

As the successful code-matching pop-up appeared, the error codes on the control panel vanished instantly.

Being a captain for so many years, piloting mechas for so many years, there was no way Hawke hadn’t left behind any backup plans.

He Ao cut off the network and pulled the control lever.

The massive mecha fired a flare into the sky.

The middle-aged man on the ground looked up to see this scene and let out a breath.

A small mecha quickly landed beside him, and he quickly climbed onto the mecha.

The densely packed troops around didn’t react in any way, as if none of this had happened.

On the desolate land, the flame-wrapped corpse stood up and then collapsed back onto the ground, while the raging flames concealed on their body surfaces.

The middle-aged man climbed into the cockpit, glanced at the young pilot, "Let’s go, the captain told us to disperse and retreat, waiting for his follow-up orders."

Several small mechas rapidly landed around, collecting the bodies of their fallen comrades.

The middle-aged man turned around, looking up at the sky.

The black mecha standing in the sky started ascending again, disappearing into the night sky.

The small mechas on the ground also quickly flew up, scattering into the depths of the night.

Until all sounds fell silent in the night, the densely packed tanks and aircraft gradually retreated, disappearing into the night as well.

——

Selovis City · Core Group Headquarters Building

Bright light illuminated the ancient oak office desk, casting shadows on the figures standing beside it.

"So, your plan to capture failed?" The leading figure looked up, gazing at the middle-aged man seated on the other side of the desk, "An entire mercenary corps, along with the help from our friends, and you still let Hawke escape?"

"Hawke’s reputation in the Mercenary Corps exceeded our expectations," the middle-aged man lowered his head, hoarsely said, "After the deputy captain Don died, the entire mercenary corps almost abandoned the pursuit of Hawke."

"Is it the first day we know Hawke’s reputation is high in the Mercenary Corps?" The leading figure glanced at the middle-aged man and slowly asked.

"Our plan was thorough," the middle-aged man lowered his head, speaking in a suppressed voice,

"The Illusion Badge was enough to suppress Hawke, preventing him from using his abilities and directly injuring him. Although Don lacked sufficient prestige, he had been with the Mercenary Corps for a long time. As long as he was alive, he could suppress the Mercenary Corps, at least to allocate personnel to participate in the pursuit. Even without deploying large-scale weaponry like the Sky Behemoth, we could deal with Hawke."

Here, he paused a moment, "However, we didn’t expect Hawke to withstand the attack from the Illusion Badge and even turn the tables under that assault."

He raised his hand, a series of lights brightening on the desk, projecting a holographic display of a wasteland, "This was the scene at that time."

The leading figure did not continue questioning, instead, lowered his head, watching the holographic projection on the desk.

Throughout the process, he did not say a word, only raising his eyebrows slightly when the elder in the projection pulled out that illusory bone.

"Hawke worked with us for so many years," after the holographic projection played completely, the adjacent middle-aged man slowly said, "we just found out he had such abilities."

"Is his son a fanatic of K?" the leading figure suddenly asked.

The middle-aged man was momentarily dazed, seemingly not understanding why the leading figure asked this, but quickly lowered his head, nodding, "Yes, according to the intelligence we received, he was one of the main organizers of the recent large parade in Ains."

"This is also one of the reasons why the Alliance required us to dispose of him," another thin shadow slowly interjected, "they suspect Hawke is very likely to side with Dawn City. With his prestige and abilities, this is very disadvantageous for us."

"But the problem now is," another woman dressed like a noblewoman sneered, "we couldn’t dispose of him and instead let him escape smoothly. Originally, he might not have sided with Dawn City, but now he definitely will side with Dawn City. Some fools have driven the Mercenary Corps Leader with the highest prestige away, crippling our own wing before the battle even begins."

"What’s the point of mocking us here, if you’ve got the guts, explain it to the Alliance yourself." The slender figure immediately looked at the noblewoman, retorting.

"Oh, your Alliance is so important, you’re so eager to serve it?" The noblewoman sneered, "Do you think that if we suffer great losses in this battle, your Alliance won’t lay us on the table too? Is this your first time doing business? Did your father never teach you?"

She slightly lifted her head, looking at the slender figure, "Or did you stay in your villa’s big pool for too long, letting the pool water flow into your brain and enhance your original uncontrollable stupidity? But I understand you, your old families love intermarriage, it’s reasonable your brain differs naturally from normal people."

Hearing this, a few figures standing by in silence lowered their heads, burying them deeply, with their shoulders uncontrollably shaking.

Faintly, suppressed laughter echoed in the office.

"Medala! You!" The slender figure stood up abruptly, face flushed red.

Bam—

A gentle tapping sound on the table emitted from the leading figure’s fingers.

Hearing this sound, the slender figure pressed his heaving chest and sat back down, looking at the noblewoman, hoarsely saying, "Medala, I know, you and Hawke have a fling, that’s why you always speak for him."

"Firstly, Hawke hasn’t been to my bed, I always act from the Group’s interests," the noblewoman leaned back in her chair, looking at the slender figure’s thin face, her slender eyebrows gently moving, "Secondly, I don’t like old handsome guys with muscles and charisma, or like someone who can only deceive women through family status, aided by Stars Pharma’s medical team to delay himself to thirty seconds, the ’noble prince’ of an ancient family, do I?"

"You—" The slender figure’s face further reddened.

The several figures who had been lowering their heads shook their shoulders even more violently.

"Did I hit a sore spot," the noblewoman gently raised an eyebrow, "Sorry, it was unintentional, I didn’t know you were also the kind—"

Bam—

She was about to continue when a light sound emerged from the table.

She turned her head, looked at the leading figure whose fingers were tapping lightly on the table, closed her mouth, and sat back into her chair.

The leading figure slightly raised his gaze, sweeping across everyone present, "With the current situation, do any of you have a solution?"

Everyone instantly sat up straight.

"Now Hawke shouldn’t be far," quickly said the middle-aged man who spoke first, "We can contact the City Defense Army of the nearby cities we control, have them help intercept, then send a respected executive to take over the First Mercenary Corps,"

He raised his hand, displaying a map on the table, "Our Third Mercenary Corps is stationed not far away, by then we can also mobilize the Third Mercenary Corps there to trap and kill Hawke, with two mercenary groups plus a full set of equipment, we can definitely deal with Hawke."

When he presented this plan, everyone’s face except the leading figure’s darkened.

"So, your idea is to have the Third Mercenary Corps, which Hawke built single-handedly, arrest him?" The noblewoman next to him sneered, "Are you planning to spend a massive amount of resources and fortune to hunt down our original captain? Did he sleep with your wife? Making you act so foolishly?"

The middle-aged man’s face stiffened.

"Medala," the leading figure did not comment on the middle-aged man’s plan, but looked at the noblewoman, "What’s your thought?"

"Sir," the noblewoman looked at the leading figure, gently laughed, "I think this was never our matter, we’ve already lost a strong and reliable captain for those allies, and gained a terrifying B-level enemy, shouldn’t those allies of ours at least have some involvement?"

"I think what Ms. Medala said makes sense," said a figure in the corner softly, "Sir, we could share Hawke’s information with the Alliance, issue a wanted order, and let them take the trouble to capture him. According to their argument, since Hawke is likely to trend towards Dawn City, they surely can’t just watch him go free."

He paused, softly saying, "We’ve already suffered enough losses this time, wasting more resources before they give us more benefits isn’t worth it."

Bam—

"Then execute this plan accordingly." The leading figure gently tapped the table, speaking calmly and warmly.

He looked down at the holographic projection flickering on the table, deep in thought.

——

Sain City South Gate

"Hello, please show your ID." The young man in the City Defense Army uniform looked at the densely packed motorcade in front of him, saluted, and quickly asked.

A man in a simple uniform, with interlocking double triangle insignia printed on his chest, stepped out of the lead car, handed a card to the City Defense Army young man, "Evis Spatial System, transporting military supplies."

"Military supplies?" Hearing this, the City Defense Army young man was slightly stunned, he took the man’s card and placed it in the machine beside him.

After a beep—sound, the machine lit up a green light.

He retrieved the card, turned around, and handed it to the man, "Hello, identity verification has no issues."

The man took the card, just about to turn back to the car, the City Defense Army young man hurriedly said, "Sir, according to regulations, to prevent lethal weapons entering the city, military supplies need to go through a detailed security check,"

He glanced at the convoy behind, "Could you please open the compartment for us to inspect it?"

Hearing this, the man’s face immediately darkened as he looked at the City Defense Army young man, "You want to check our car?"

At this moment, a middle-aged soldier checking other convoys nearby saw this scene, immediately walked over, pulled the City Defense Army young man away, and forced a smile, "Sorry, no check, no check, this kid doesn’t understand, new here."

He raised his hand, lifted the barrier in front, "Gentlemen, you may proceed."

The middle-aged man said nothing, returned directly to the car, and drove it forward.

The entire convoy began to slowly enter the city gates.

"Are you crazy, don’t want to work anymore?" Until the convoy completely entered the city gates, the middle-aged soldier turned back looking at the City Defense Army young man behind him, "This is the Evis Spatial System’s convoy."

"Evis Spatial System also has to act according to regulations." The City Defense Army young man looked at those convoys, angrily said.

"Don’t say that to me, say it to the parliament lords who make the rules," the middle-aged soldier shook his head, "See if they’ll listen to you or listen to the Evis Spatial System."

The City Defense Army young man fell silent.

"Alright, get back to work." The middle-aged soldier turned around and returned to his post.

The City Defense Army young man turned his head, gazed at the motorcade entering the city gate, and bit his lip slightly.

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As the convoy entered the city, the front vehicle’s passenger door was opened from the inside, and an elderly man with white hair stepped out, walking into the street.

The car door closed automatically; the convoy continued forward, as if nothing had just happened.