Chapter 363 For Dawn (3k)
There are two hours left before the Yela Army’s full invasion.
Seattle, the diplomatic residence of Dragon Country. Under the bright white lights, several figures appear exceptionally busy. After countless documents, Yun Mo is seen with his head bowed, his eyebrows lowered.
He is wearing a black and blue Zhongshan suit, holding a document in his hand, his gaze fixed on a line of text, his expression serious and solemn.
[5. Recognize Mokala of Eres as a terrorist organization.]
Mokala is a civilian resistance organization in Eres. Because this point was missing from the UN meeting, it was always vetoed by Eagle Country. However, if it were officially recognized…
Ers would completely lose its armed resistance forces, and the army they established would be completely denied. This is something Dragon Country’s officials are unwilling to see.
“Mr. Yun, we have contacted Yela’s representative in Seattle. We can head to the Grand Gala Hotel for negotiations soon,” the bespectacled assistant said, holding a laptop, his expression serious.
As soon as the secretary finished speaking, all the eyes in the temporary residence fell on him.
“Yela must not advance into central Eres tonight! There are still hundreds of thousands of refugees who couldn’t be transferred in time. If war erupts at this moment, these civilians will inevitably suffer unavoidable disasters!”
Putting down the agreement, Yun Mo slowly stood up, slammed his hand on the table heavily, and then walked towards the door. In the light of the glass door opening, the back of his Zhongshan suit appeared somewhat heavy.
“Let’s go. The higher-ups have allowed us to negotiate with Yela’s representative.”
“Yes!”
With a series of replies, not only the secretary but also other figures stood up in unison. They were like white shadows in the dark night, following behind Yun Mo.
Although their overt identities are government officials, they are essentially Night Watchers who directly report to Yun Mo’s department.
A hundred years ago, Dragon Country was also in such a decline, suffering endless monster invasions. Peace was bought by countless ancestors. It is precisely because they understood the helplessness of Eres being invaded that they wanted to help this small country.
Dragon Country, Huainan Province, Fuzhou.
Doan Bar is unusually closed for business. Inside the bar, under the dim yellow lights, several people in formal wear are gathered around a wooden table, the atmosphere particularly solemn.
“Editor-in-Chief Lin Meng, after tonight, the old man can send someone to notify Xiao Jiu to help the People’s Daily find the two missing people. We received news that she seems to have gone to Eres with the International Red Cross.” 7 Ling 8 Wu Si Liu Ju Qi Qi Ling Meng.
Across the wooden table, the old man, wearing a Zhongshan suit rarely, sat opposite a white-haired middle-aged woman. The latter was wearing a cheongsam, but it exuded a scholarly aura, showing that in her youth, she must have been a young lady from a scholarly family, admired by countless men.
Hearing the old man’s reply, the old lady smiled helplessly. She sighed and said softly, “Elder Li, I’m not here to find them, but…”
She slightly raised her head, looked directly into the old man’s face, licked her somewhat dry lips, and slowly opened her mouth, “I want you to have the Elder Jiu you mentioned earlier go to Kyoungde…”
The founder of their newspaper had a deep friendship with the old man. As the editor-in-chief of the newspaper, the greatest connection she could find was this leader of the Night Watchers in Huainan.
Only by stopping Yela’s full “legal” offensive tonight would the subsequent reports and truth have value. Otherwise… If Yela, after the full invasion, unilaterally claimed those “legally” caused civilian deaths, then the actions of her brother and editor Wutong, who risked their lives to enter Eres to obtain the “truth,” would be worthless.
“No, not to mention we can’t contact her, and also…” Before Lin Meng could finish, the old man closed his eyes, shook his head, and refused. Then he said seriously,
“Xiao Jiu’s strength cannot deal with Kyoungde, nor can it deter Yela’s invasion. It is already commendable that the child is willing to join the International Red Cross to treat refugees. I absolutely cannot let her do anything more.”
“…”
Lin Meng, the editor-in-chief, took another sip of coffee and fell silent. Her gaze was lowered, looking at the coffee in the cup, with faint ripples appearing.
Youyou, carrying a small dish from the bar’s kitchen, sat beside Lin Meng and said softly, “Ms. Lin, don’t think too much. Eres is not as fragile as you think. The reason for the stalemate is that many forces are restraining them.”
“I hope so.”
Lin Meng gave a bitter smile.
Can they really hold on tonight?
No one had an answer. But all over the world, there were many people repeating similar acts of assistance. Their goal was simple—
For the Ers refugees who couldn’t be evacuated in time, to see the dawn tomorrow.
Eres, in a tunnel near the international city of Dela. The lights were dim and yellow, and figures seemed to flicker past. Deeper inside, figures with blue medals stood straight, their faces extremely serious.
“Everyone in Mokala! Don’t count on the experts above the High-Rank Battle King level to make a move. They need to tie down Yela experts of the same level. Our country is at a critical juncture. Tonight, we must hold back the Yela army!”
On the stage opposite them, a square-faced middle-aged man wearing a white fur shawl swept his gaze over the figures and waved his hand, speaking loudly.
The woman who had met Su Jiu earlier was a soldier below the stage. She clenched her fist, looking at her teacher on the stage, a suffocating feeling accumulating in her heart but unable to be released.
Just as the atmosphere became heavy, a soldier suddenly asked, “Vice Commander! We have no way to defeat Yela’s army. Isn’t this like moths flying into the flame?”
“Moths flying into the flame?”
The square-faced commander glanced at the soldier, then shook his head, slowly looked up, and said resolutely, “No!”
“The international community is already providing us with various forms of assistance. All we need to do is protect the civilians, to prevent Yela from directly killing them as soldiers!”
“As long as we hold on tonight, the outcome of tomorrow’s UN General Assembly will surely allow us to extend the time for civilian evacuation!”
“Professor Hel…”
The woman looked at her university teacher on the stage and sighed. She knew that her teacher only had the strength of an Initial Stage Battle King in this battle. If he participated in the front line, he would surely not be able to retreat unscathed.
In the Kyoungde army, even though Kyoungde could not act rashly, he had nearly ten Battle Kings that he could deploy at will, and even two Intermediate Battle Kings.
However, to delay the civilian evacuation time, countless lives had to be sacrificed. This is the helplessness of a small country…
“Everyone, we are preparing to join forces with Mokala from other cities and form vanguard squads of twenty people to conduct guerrilla warfare against the Yela army, as long as we can hold on until dawn tomorrow.”
“Victory will belong to us!”
Looking at the lifeless crowd below, Hel’s square face revealed a hint of helplessness. They did not have many extra experts. In other places, they only had commanders of Initial Stage Battle King or Half King level. These were the factors considered by the top brass, which led to the formulation of this strategy—
Guerrilla warfare!
In a rather exquisite office in the Yela headquarters in western Eres, a large LCD screen was placed opposite several figures.
It displayed the roads in some central cities of Eres. These were the elderly, weak, sick, and disabled who could no longer leave. They looked up with despair, clasped their hands together, as if praying for the bombing to be slower.
“One hour and twenty minutes left… Heh heh.”
Shaking a drink made from some herbs in his hand, Kyoungde, wearing a white shirt, leaned back in his chair, squinting his eyes slightly, and smiled at the several senior military officers of Battle King Level sitting around him. He exuded a sense of laziness, as if he was very fond of this feeling.
In his view, it would be simple to take Yela by having the Yela army depart directly from here, using this as a radiation point to encircle those central cities and the neighboring western regions.
As for the civilians?
No, they were Mokala soldiers.
You say there are old people and children among them?
Heh heh, can’t old people and children join the army?
“Commander, shall I go attack the western region next?” The colonel from before suddenly stood up, grinned, and smiled. He was also an Initial Stage Battle King, and it was quite simple to completely conquer an international metropolis that did not have much defensive power.
Moreover, he had always had a special interest in Xu Wutong.
“Alright…”
Kyoungde glanced at him, then looked back at the large screen, tapping the wooden table gently with his hand, and his mouth suddenly turned up. “However, we must flatten those cities with bombers first, to prevent any Mokala from lying in ambush and engaging in street guerrilla warfare with us.”
There was only one hour and ten minutes left before the Yela Army’s full invasion.
On the roof of the International General Hospital.
Su Jiu’s eyelids flickered slightly, and then she suddenly opened her eyes. Holy light mixed with blood color, forming a wave of energy that surged outwards. If one looked closely, the small red flower in her Blood Eye had turned bright white, momentarily emanating a solemn and sacred aura.
“It seems that in this dark night, the physical body of the Blood Clan is actually not weaker than the Ghost Car Avatar.”
Without much hesitation, Su Jiu lightly tapped her forehead. As she opened and closed her eyes, the small bat wings of the Blood Clan emerged behind her, vibrating slightly.
With the “idiot” gone, in order to achieve a synergy with Bairnis and exert a strength greater than the sum of their parts, she needed to fight as a member of the Blood Clan.
Moreover, her identity as a member of the Blood Clan could also conceal her true identity, killing two birds with one stone.
“Miss, your aura…”
Bairnis, who was lying on the balcony nearby, was awakened. She stared blankly at Su Jiu, feeling a strange sense of freshness from her, as if—it was like a new Duke.
Gently standing up, she walked a few steps and came to the edge of the balcony. Su Jiu looked down, where countless people were praying, hoping the International General Hospital could truly protect their lives.
“Quick! Quick! Everyone get into the parking lot. Don’t stay outside. It’s not a safe zone outside!” A loud voice that could be heard from upstairs echoed. Dr. Liu Gang and his party appeared outside the hospital building, waving their arms frantically.
Those people seemed to have reacted and began to hurry into the hospital’s underground parking lot. However, outside the hospital, there was also a dense crowd of people moving, and the parking lot couldn’t accommodate so many people…
“It’s time to go.”
Retracting her gaze, Su Jiu sighed, put on a black robe, and prepared to leap away in the opposite direction of the hospital entrance. Since the second stage of Elegy allowed her to wear a mask, she did not choose the mask again.
“They’re here.”
Having an unusual connection with Su Jiu, Bairnis let out a light laugh, understanding Su Jiu’s intention. She then transformed into a cluster of small blue butterflies and flew into Su Jiu’s palm.
“It’s not easy to guard this night.”
Looking up at the night sky obscured by dust and smoke, Su Jiu sighed, slowly pulled up her hood, shook her bat wings behind her, and “whoosh!” she transformed into a black shadow and darted towards the lower ground…
A sound like an electric current, “Zzzz—”, sounded in mid-air.
Immediately, a light blue light flickered, and a rather ornate scythe with silver-blue and butterfly patterns appeared in the hand of the black shadow. The black shadow moved extremely quickly, quickly transforming into several phantoms and disappearing within the International General Hospital.
Target: Front line.
