Crossing to the Future, it's Not Easy to Be a Man Chapter 870 - Going Home Together!

Translator: Henyee Translations  Editor: Henyee Translations

Inside the secret base of the Flying Dragon Special Forces, those with the qualifications to watch the live broadcast of the conference meeting were able to know first hand of the decision that the Flying Dragon Special Forces will move out to Planet Haijiao.

"Any thoughts?" The commander of the Flying Dragon Special Forces asked the 10 team leaders in the meeting room.

Brain One smiled, "I was just getting bored and restless. Going to Planet Haijiao to stretch doesn't seem too bad." The other team leaders all agreed with that statement. Truth be told, they did not agree with giving up on rescue in the beginning but luckily, General Ling Xiao knew the hearts of the people and spoke out the words in their hearts.

The commanding officer turned around and looked towards a corner. In the group of people over at the corner, two of the youngest members of the Flying Dragon Special Forces were sitting there, "What about you guys?"

Tang Ningyu thought for a moment and said, "I want to go see this Ling Lan." He wanted to see just how impressive this person was. General Ling Xiao had said that his son was an existence that surpa.s.sed him. However, him saying that was not enough to convince Tang Ningyu.

Mu Chaoran on the other hand just stretched and yawned with a sly look on his face as he smirked, "Ling Xiao's son. A real divine child. I think he is definitely interesting."

"If that's the case, then you two should follow everyone to Planet Haijiao," said the commanding officer decisively.

Not long after, all the leaders left to go pick their team members. Although Flying Dragon Special Forces was allowed to move out, they still wouldn't take everyone with them. They still had to leave enough people to handle emergency situations.

Brain One was the only leader who stayed behind in the meeting room, but no one asked him any questions, as everyone was already used to his behavior. Normally, Brain One would be the one to plan the plan of attack with the commanding officer. This time, he ,of course, would do the same thing.

After everyone had left, Brain One asked his commanding officer in a confused tone, "Chief, didn't you always protect Little Tang and Little Mu? Why are you sending them both out this time?"

The commanding officer said in dismay, "Look at how Ling Xiao treats his own son… If I keep protecting them, then they may be overtaken by Ling Xiao's son, leaving me no chance to ever pa.s.s Ling Xiao in this lifetime."

"Haven't you been left in the dust by Ling Xiao already…?" Brain One thought to himself.

"Ling Xiao only has one son, and yet he isn't afraid of sending his son to somewhere as dangerous as Planet Haijiao, so how could I lose to him?" The commanding officer was born in the same generation as Ling Xiao, and thus his limelight was overshadowed by Ling Xiao's shadow. So of course, he didn't want to lose to Ling Xiao in terms of a successor too. "Plus, Ling Xiao's son made those breakthroughs when he was in predicaments. It seems that difficult situations indeed could let someone break through their sh.e.l.l. I was too careful in the past."

He was somewhat weak in terms of heart. This was because he was depressed after a cla.s.smate of his died during a mission on Planet Azure. Compared to the Ling Xiao, he couldn't help but hate himself for not pus.h.i.+ng to rescue his friend.

"All in all, I'm putting their safety in your hands…" Although the commanding officer made the difficult decision, he still asked Brain One to protect the leaders of the younger generation.

"Understood, chief." Brain One accepted the order given to him, and then he began to discuss the plans of the rescue on Planet Haijiao with the commanding officer.

Planet Haijiao had already lost communication with the Federation for more than three weeks.

In a dense jungle, a team of broken down miniature sized mechas were carefully moving through it.

"Regiment commander, is there really still a base on the east side?" They were a mecha clan from the middle sector who managed to get out with their lives. Now, there were less than 10% of their forces remaining with just a few dozen getting away with their lives.

"I heard the broadcast. It should right." The regiment commander still remembered that when he entered the east sector, the short radio wave channel suddenly started making some sounds, and after fidgeting it for a few minutes, he could clearly hear the broadcast about a base still holding strong on the east side.

"I'm just worried. What if it's Hailiya's plan to bait us into getting caught?" One mecha operator, who was following the regiment commander closely, became more suspicious as they got closer to Base 013. They were like birds frightened by the sounds of anything on their entire way to this location.

"It's possible, but do we have any other choice?" The regiment commander looked towards the staff officer who was kept alive by medicinal agents. In their mechas, there were also two heavily injured comrades. If they wanted to save their lives, they must go to the base for them to get surgery, so even if it was bait, they still had to go.

"The broadcast has been telling that they are fighting with Hailiya's forces using guerrilla warfare. As long as we endure for one more week, the Federation's reinforcements should be able to arrive… If you think about it, if it was Hailiya's trap, they wouldn't say something like this. However, it doesn't rule out the possibility that this is all a ma.s.sive trap," said the regiment commander bitterly. "Now, we can only risk it all and try."

The mecha operators saw the location of Base 013 on their maps and were all in agony. Currently, not only did they lack medicinal agents, weapons and supplies, even their food was just raw vegetation and bugs. They had already reached the point of no return, so even if it was Hailiya's trap, they could only try their luck.

Similarly, on a narrow barren path, a Federation soldier with a tattered uniform was carrying a severely injured soldier on his back as he walked straight ahead.

"Brother Yu, I think I can see our regiment commander coming to welcome us," the severely injured soldier hung on his companion's shoulder and said softly.

"Nonsense. You're just tired, just close your eyes and rest, and as soon as you wake up we will be at Base 013." Although he was tired, he still didn't think about abandoning his comrades. When he heard his comrade talk about nonsense such as seeing their dead regiment commander, he immediately told him to stop.

"Brother Yu, you've already carried me while walking for three straight days with no rest. Thank you for being me, but… I can't keep dragging you down with me." Taking him like this would kill his only friend left in this world, as only the two of them had managed to stay alive from their mecha clan. If it was possible, he wanted to stand alongside with Brother Yu again, but he really couldn't hold on any longer.

"Our regiment commander has said before that there are no cowards who gives up in our Ten Commandments Mecha Clan. You can't let him down. Now, don't say anything else. You should be resting." Brother Yu was trying his best to give his comrade the strength to continue living while holding the tears in his eyes.

"Thank you, Brother Yu. I'm very happy that I could become a member of the Ten Commandments. I'm happy that I had met you. Now, please take us with you and return the Federation. Let's all go home together…" The voice of the soldier, who leaned on Brother Yu's body, became softer and softer. There was already a short dagger in his left abdomen. He smirked slightly, seemingly with no regrets… In order to give his comrade a larger chance to survive, he made the decision to no longer drag him down.

Seeing this, Brother Yu's dry eyes became red instantly. Within these past three weeks, he had mourned for one comrade after another. In the end, he still couldn't protect his last comrade. He was now the only one left from the Ten Commandments Mecha Clan… He lifted his trembling hand as he ripped off the serial number tag from the severely injured soldier's uniform. He opened the bag on his belt and a bunch of tags were inside it. It was a thick pile. There wasn't a thousand, but definitely had a few hundred… Brother Yu carefully placed the new tag with the other ones and put it back into the bag on his belt.

He was going to take his comrades with him to Base 013. They will wait for reinforcements together. Return to the Federation together. Return to the home that had given them birth and nurtured them!

There were similar scenes happening around Base 013. The soldiers who continued to live brought the hopes of their dying comrades. They continued to move towards the hope in their hearts…