System: My Doomsday Train-Chapter 690 - 309: "Guilt in the present, merit for thousands of years." (Requesting monthly votes)_6
He hated insects.
As it stands, he didn’t hold much hope for the "Kasha Civilization" to win, with a win rate of roughly seventy to thirty, Kasha Civilization at thirty, even though the Kasha Civilization has a civilization level of 3, while the Insect Race Civilization’s level is only 2.
But...the Insect Race Civilization’s record is just too dazzling.
The records are accessible.
A pure heavenly generation.
...
At this moment—
In the depths of the universe.
The army led by Li Wei was already a full 30,000 light-years away from the "Galaxy No. 27," with orders being issued, the army was continuously spreading out and advancing on multiple lines, and a large number of troops were attacking the Insect Race Civilization in a surrounding formation through the Wormholes strategically set up beforehand.
Additionally, many Shuttle Ships were dispatched to swiftly reach the Insect Race Civilization’s domain to gather intelligence.
"Commander..."
Inside the command room of the lead train, the deputy, holding an object resembling a Rubik’s cube, carefully looked at the commander sitting in the chair and spoke in a trembling voice: "There have been many transmissions from Central this time, do you want to accept them?"
"Accept."
The old man sitting on the chair calmly waved his hand lightly.
Soon after.
A projection appeared in the air, due to extreme distance, the projection was a bit stuck, but the voice was clearly transmitted.
It was the angry shout of a red-haired, white-eyed old man.
"Li Wei!"
"What the hell are you trying to do, who allowed you to lead the army to launch a total assault on your own?!"
"Are you rebelling?"
"I am ordering you now, come back immediately!!!"
"Go back?"
The old man leaned back on the chair with a calm expression, saying nonchalantly: "Most of the ’Hidden Strategic Wormholes’ built to save resources at the time are all one-way, easy to come, hard to return."
"This place is a full 30,000 light-years from Galaxy No. 29, and we’re about to prepare for another Wormhole Transition, even if my army’s every train moves at light speed, it would still take 30,000 years to get back."
"What exactly are you trying to do!!!"
The red-haired, white-eyed man in the projection roared angrily with his face contorted: "At the time, the reason why a large number of one-way ’Hidden Strategic Wormholes’ were created was for the ’Change of Home Plan’!"
"That plan was for when the ’Kasha Civilization’ was on the brink of extinction!"
"At that time, all troops will be sent through Hidden Strategic Wormholes, at all costs, to destroy planets within the domain of the Insect Race, it’s a mutual destruction plan, but it’s not that time yet, how dare you lead the entire Western Region army to launch a total assault on your own?"
"Who gave you the authority?"
"Of course, it was you who gave it to me."
The old man couldn’t help but laugh: "I made a suggestion to you back then, suggesting that high-ranking positions like Commanders should be rotated in the region periodically to prevent local forces from getting uncontrolled, but what did you say, you said Kasha Civilization has few people, changing frequently affects combat power."
"Look."
"I’ve stayed in this position for nearly a century."
"I know everyone, everyone knows me, the power is so great that it scares me."
"If I want to launch a total assault without you knowing, isn’t it an easy thing?"
"Besides!"
"The Insect Race Civilization has already sent out an army to launch a surprise attack on Galaxy No. 27 first, are we still supposed to keep tolerating? Tolerate once, and they’ll keep attacking until we can’t handle it anymore!"
"Now——"
"You have two choices in front of you."
"First, do nothing, and the entire Western Military District will be wiped out, with Kasha Civilization’s strategic strength reduced by one-fifth."
"Second, quickly open the resource supply line, let the logistics and allies catch up, directly enter level one combat readiness, and launch the full-scale assault with me."
"Even if it means dying."
"Our group of people will definitely die at the forefront."
"Although time is a bit tight, I believe you have the capability, though usually you’re short-sighted, incompetent, greedy, and a bit foolish, at the crucial moment, I believe you can manage well."
"Good luck."
"History, at this moment, is rewritten by you and me."
"Blame for the present, merit for the ages."
"After the battle, you can dispose of me as you see fit, but history will remember me, will remember me as the one who fired the first shot."
"Oh..."
The old man suddenly remembered something, sighed slightly: "Almost forgot one thing, before setting off, I thoroughly checked all the strategic resources, found out that a whole fifty percent was missing, do you think the Kasha Civilization Federation is full of corruption?"
"Those were resources for the war, and someone even dared to embezzle them."
"So, before setting off."
"I raided all the homes of the parasites in the Western Region of the ’Kasha Civilization Federation’, guess what, not only were all strategic resources replenished, but we got thrice the previous amount."
"Sometimes, parasites are a good thing, at least they have skills in accumulating resources."
"I naturally killed those people."
"But these people’s families have high-ranking officials in Central, I didn’t have time to kill them, they may be very angry, please explain on my behalf, it’s just that I didn’t have the time, if I manage to go back alive, tell them to clean their backsides and wait for me."
"They all must die."
After saying this, he cut off the projection, and continued to look at the various information brought back by the Shuttle Ships from the side while sitting on the chair.
Central couldn’t possibly not support him.
As long as he starts the campaign, even if countless people in Central curse him, they’ll have to grit their teeth and join.
They couldn’t win from the beginning.
If one-fifth of the strategic force is dead, it will be even more impossible to fight in the future, they can only rally all forces for a complete assault.
...
"It’s over, it’s over!!!"
At this moment——
In one of the trains of this army, a middle-aged man, full of fear, was pacing back and forth continuously in his single-officer dormitory, occasionally looking out at the cosmic scene from the window, unable to calm down.
It was none other than Zhang Qidi!
"Whistleblower" Zhang Qidi.
He liked this name a lot, thinking it was very accurate.
But damn it...
How did things get to this point, how did it suddenly come to a full-scale assault, the war is imminent, he never thought it would become like this, it has completely gotten out of his control!
Blowing the whistle, blowing so much that he’s damn near blowing himself in!
What he’s blowing isn’t a whistle, it’s clearly a suona!
The most fatal thing is, he’s in the vanguard, and the vanguard is always the one with the most casualties, he can’t have much hope for going back alive, is there still time for him to confess to the commander, saying the Insect Race Civilization never actually invaded, that it was actually all orchestrated by him?
Wouldn’t that damn still mean death?!
How did it suddenly become a situation where he’s dead either way?
Where did it all start to turn into this?
It started from dragging a damnable person into that damnable group chat!
Damn it!
