Chapter 641: Shadow’s Required Token of Submission
Two days ago.
A little-known encrypted video conference was held quietly and without a trace.
A total of four people attended the meeting, all of them sitting quietly in the dark on the video, men and women.
Shadow took off his mask and baseball cap, making a rare appearance.
He smiled and looked at everyone on the screen: "Does anyone have anything to say?"
Someone in the dark said: "Shadow Master has caused a bit of a stir, being a little too active. If your abilities weren't impossible to replicate, I would almost suspect that someone is impersonating you. After grabbing Chen Yu's vegetable patch, you also grabbed Li Bingxi's vegetable patch. It's rare to see Shadow Master doing things personally. Is something about to happen?"
Shadow laughed: "Haven't you all already guessed?"
A figure sitting in the darkness suddenly leaned forward: "Qing Chen, is indeed the head of the family's son, your younger brother, right?"
Shadow was silent for a long time, then smiled: "Yes."
Shadow's admission means he has already thought through what will happen next.
And all of this must be closely related to the various factions within the Qing Family.
The Qing Family is about to change.
The outside world has been half-believing and half-doubting the news of Shadow's death. After all, such a powerful Demi-God, how could he die so easily?
But now Shadow's style has suddenly changed, and everything is confirming that news.
Someone in the dark said: "Qing Chen is a Time Traveler."
Shadow said with a smile: "I know."
"Huh," someone asked: "Then hasn't the head of the family's son been replaced by a Time Traveler? This isn't the original person. Why is Shadow Master still so calm?"
"He is still him," Shadow said: "You don't have to worry about this."
"Do you want him to be the next Shadow?" someone asked solemnly.
"If that were all, I wouldn't need to hold this meeting with you all," Shadow said with interest: "Can anyone stop me?"
In the meeting, everyone fell silent.
Shadow was still the powerful Shadow, the Shadow who didn't even bother to pretend.
At this time, someone asked: "Then, Shadow Master, what do you want us to do?"
Shadow smiled: "I need you to bet everything, get on the new chariot, tie your lives together, and head to the end of the world. Remember, the new Qing Family is about to be born, and betting everything is your admission ticket. Everything I'm saying is about your reputation, your cards, your fortune and life, and not one less. Of course, fate will also give the clever a gift."
"He is my brother, I will hand everything over to him before I die."
After saying that, Shadow turned off the video.
The remaining three sat silently in the dark, without communicating with each other, until more than ten minutes later, they left one by one.
Qing Kun of City 5 stood on the balcony smoking a cigarette, his full beard making him look particularly haggard.
After smoking five cigarettes, he made an encrypted satellite phone call. His haggard expression suddenly turned into a smile: "Son, how are you doing recently?"
Qing Yi: "Not bad, just a little tired. I used to think it was so easy to see Father handle the PCA CIA's affairs, but when I do it myself, I find it's not the case at all."
Qing Kun said dotingly, laughing: "Tiredness is normal. You are still young, you should be a little bitter and tired, you know? Your father, when I was young…"
Qing Yi impatiently said: "Hey, heroes don't talk about past glories. I'm sick of hearing about your old stories."
Qing Kun: "Okay, okay, I won't say it anymore."
Qing Yi curiously asked: "Why did you suddenly call me? Is something wrong?"
Qing Kun thought for a moment and asked: "There's something, I want to hear your opinion. If you were to choose now, would you rather stay out of it or help Qing Chen? I mean, Qing Chen might die, and if he dies, you and your father will die too."
Qing Yi was stunned for a moment, then suddenly asked: "Dad, will you listen to me?"
Qing Kun crushed out his cigarette: "You little brat, why would I listen to you?"
Qing Yi's Face[-]turned cold on the other side of the phone: "I've already said that I'm not a child."
Qing Yi hates being treated like a child the most, which is why he deliberately cultivates his own composure, so as to be different from his grumpy father.
Qing Kun said: "You haven't answered me yet."
Qing Yi said: "Dad, help Father."
"Bet everything, even death?"
"Yes, bet everything, even death."
Qing Kun was silent for a long time: "Okay."
After saying that, he muttered grumblingly: "A few Dragon Fish bribed you, you're useless."
He hung up the phone, recalling what Shadow had said in the video.
This time, it's really time to bet everything and make a choice.
Actually, neither side is a good choice.
So, let's choose an answer that will make the son happy.
In the mountains, Qing Chen and others are getting further and further away from the Faceless Soldiers.
He looked at their backs, and for some reason, he suddenly felt a little moved.
You know, in this chase, every decision everyone makes has far-reaching consequences, because this choice is essentially a side-taking of power.
The winner is king.
The loser dies.
The rules are that simple.
Generally, the Qing Family's power alignment will be in the final round of the Shadow Succession, when everyone can see clearly who will win.
Who is glamorous on the surface and dirty behind the scenes.
Who is a waste, who is a strongman, is already clear in the four rounds of Shadow Succession, the true cannot be fake, the fake cannot be true.
In fact, the Shadow Succession is not only about choosing the smartest and most ruthless person to be Shadow, but also giving the various factions of the Qing Family a long time span to see who is most worthy of following and investing in.
This process of power differentiation ensures the stability of the Qing Family.
However, this Shadow Succession is clearly different. Shadow doesn't have much time, and he wants to force everyone to make a choice now.
Immediately, immediately, or it's too late.
Qing Chen thought, no wonder Shadow could directly open the Shadow Gate to Forbidden Zone 00, yet he didn't mention it, and had to hitch a ride.
If he had opened the Shadow Gate in City 10, Qing Chen would have eaten fruit until he was full.
The process of this escape is itself Shadow's way of seeing everyone's token of submission.
Chen Yu and Li Bingxi need a token of submission.
Shadow also needs one.
If someone doesn't hand over a token of submission, then to ensure that Qing Chen won't have so many obstacles in the future, he might take more people with him.
To clear the last obstacles for Qing Chen, and to see those who are slow to take sides.
This is what Shadow wants to do for his younger brother.
Return Countdown 0:00:00.
The red sun in the distant mountains is setting, and Qing Chen and others are rapidly moving south through the mountains under the sunset.
Qing Chen asked Zard: "What are those two black boxes they are carrying? What are they used for? Is it laser guidance?"
Zard replied: "It seems to be used to guide weapons. It's not laser guidance, it's another radio frequency method. There seems to be something on that machine that can automatically lock onto something…"
"Huh?" Qing Chen chuckled helplessly: "What's all this nonsense? Can't you explain the principle?"
Zard thought for a moment: "Do you know Lagrange's theorem? It has nothing to do with this."
Qing Chen: ""
Crazy!
At this moment, the Faceless Soldiers looked back at this scene quietly.
A faceless man was chewing gum. Every time he chewed, the scars on his Face[-]would twitch: "Just now, is that Qing Yi's teacher? Why does the whole world want to kill him?"
"We don't understand the things of big shots. Just do our job," said the Faceless Soldiers' captain: "Do you have any gum? Give me one."
Someone threw a gum to the captain from behind the hill, and then poked their head out to shoot and kill a reconnaissance battalion that was infiltrating.
The accuracy of his shooting is almost as good as Qing Chen's within 00 meters, even if it's a bit worse.
The next moment, the faceless man with the palmtop computer said: "Shenyou Class A Airship is coming. It should be going after Qing Chen."
The faceless captain said expressionlessly: "Lock it, bring it down. It's time for another person to give their token of submission."
A faceless man began to operate the machine in the black box. He first searched for the target parameters of the Shenyou on the machine, and then pressed the switch.
The moment he pressed it, more than 3,000 kilometers away, in a military base belonging to the Qing Family in the north, a rocket launcher carrying a missile more than six meters long in the rocket army started rumbling.
The launch rack stood upright, and a huge flame erupted from the tail of the missile, rising into the sky. With the help of high-performance fuel, the missile reached a terrifying first cosmic speed in just ten minutes, 7.9 kilometers per second.
The missile first entered the celestial orbit, and then, when it was about to reach the battlefield, it finally descended precisely under the control of the multi-pulse engine.
At this time, the Shenyou's anti-missile system had already discovered the missile.
The captain looked at the missile rapidly approaching him on the Radar, and frowned: "What kind of missile is this? Why is it so fast?"
The Radar operator stammered: "Captain, it's a cruise missile! It just slowed down from the first cosmic speed. A minute ago, its speed was even faster…"
"What the hell?!" The captain was shocked!
The bridge was also filled with fear.
A cruise missile?!
A Class A Airship is not a war fortress, it has no ability to intercept it at all!
This thing is used to attack Air Fortresses and important military bases!
Without being able to develop nuclear weapons, this missile is the sword and trump card in the hands of all the Conglomerates. Once launched, it represents the most firm fighting determination, as well as the will to perish with everyone.
A Federation cruise missile costs hundreds of millions.
Just the multi-pulse engine on the missile is worth over 100 million. This multi-pulse engine will adjust the target lock at any time. No matter how the Class A Airship changes its direction, it cannot escape.
The speed of the Airship is far from this missile.
In the Face[-]of this Federation cruise missile, the relative speed of the Airship is not much different from that of a snail.
But the problem is, if it's not a Federation All-out war, if it's not until both sides are fighting desperately.
Who would use this thing to hit a Class A Airship for no reason?!
They didn't know that it's a waste to use this thing to hit a Class A Airship, but this is what Shadow wanted to see.
He wanted to see everyone's unreserved attitude.
In the Face[-]of this matter, the loss of hundreds of millions is nothing.
At this time.
Soldiers carrying parachutes jumped from the Shenyou one by one. Hundreds of Airship-borne soldiers were all lined up, jumping out like dumplings.
They knew that in the Face[-]of this level of missile.
There is no emergency plan, there is no way to intercept, jumping out of the plane may still live, not jumping will definitely die.
"Time's almost up," the Faceless Soldiers stood up and looked at the Shenyou that was about to reach their airspace from afar.
They put on their sunglasses.
A missile, like a meteorite falling from the sky, drew a long fiery tail and flew to the sky. Under the guidance of precise lock-on guidance, in the eyes of everyone, it hit the Shenyou in an irresistible manner.
The nuclear reactor inside the Shenyou exploded instantly, and the whole Shenyou exploded with blinding light, becoming the most gorgeous firework before nightfall.
The electromagnetic pulse brought about by the direct explosion of this nuclear reactor spread for hundreds of kilometers, causing the electronic equipment of another Class A Airship in the north to fail completely, and it was forced to use backup electronic equipment.
This Yun Ting Class A Airship, after learning that the target was Qing Chen, had already installed a higher level of anti-electromagnetic pulse coating, but the explosion of the nuclear reactor was several hundred times more powerful than Qing Chen's.
The Yun Ting suddenly received a notice from Air Force headquarters: "Evacuate!"
When someone starts to go crazy and pay any price, some people will not be able to afford the loss and leave halfway!
No one wants to fight a war with a madman!
In the Faceless Soldiers, the soldier in charge of information warfare laughed: "Yun Ting is evacuating."
"Oh, there's one left, what a pity, the token of submission of the other person hasn't been handed in yet," said the captain of the Faceless Soldiers: "What to do? Kun Boss said that everyone must get on the pirate ship together, not one less."
Two black boxes, each controlling two Federation cruise missiles.
These two strategic weapons are the tokens of submission from the other two people in the video conference.
Qing Kun's faceless man is responsible for guidance, and the other two are responsible for launching.
Now, just one has scared away the Yun Ting. The other one has to be used too.
There's no turning back.
Another person hasn't handed over a token of submission, which will also seem a little out of place.
The Faceless Soldiers captain thought for a moment and said: "First, let's kill the reconnaissance battalion chasing from the north, and then go find the 18th Field Army and throw the missile to them. One is enough to kill everyone."
"Is the Killing Intent so heavy, captain?" someone asked with a smile.
The captain looked at everyone and said: "You still don't understand. From today onwards, including us, everyone has no way out. To be loyal to one person is to be loyal to death. The other side has chosen someone else, since they have chosen someone else, that's the enemy. Don't be merciful to the enemy."
The Faceless Soldiers' expressions became serious: "Understood!"
In fact, 41 B-Class Gene Soldiers look very intimidating, but in a real frontal battlefield, a shell can kill several of them.
So the Faceless Soldiers are not frontal combat units. They are best at infiltration, assassination, kidnapping, and precise guidance behind enemy lines.
This is their mission.