The system has to be used even if it is pulled

Zhao Yuanlang had no idea what the federal politicians were doing, but it was nothing more than surrender or fight.

The emperor of the empire had hung up the phone a long time ago, and no one knew what he was doing. But what was certain was that the longer it took, the more disadvantageous it would be for him.

Zhao Yuanlang looked at the increasing number of imperial soldiers and couldn't help but sigh that he had to rely on himself for everything.

Zhao Yuanlang held the unconscious imperial general Bai Jingrong hostage and walked forward step by step, signaling the imperial generals Saichelius and Ji Duoduan to come over.

Cycarius had already fainted, with blood gushing out of his head. Ji Duoduan looked at Zhao Yuanlang, his eyes full of hope for life.

The Empire would definitely not release these two people, and it would be impossible for Zhao Yuanlang to get any more help. The two sides fell into a stalemate for a while.

However, the stalemate was soon broken. More than a dozen strangely shaped mechas rushed into the camp, and everyone couldn't help but look sideways.

Immediately after the leading mecha threw a person into its hands, all the mechas were quickly pushed into temporary maintenance workshops by the imperial soldiers.

The crowd gradually made way for him. Zhao Yuanlang thought that the enemy was about to compromise and let him go, but he suspected it was a trap.

But soon a man who looked 30% or 40% like Bai Jingrong passed through the crowd and quickly entered the encirclement.

"No matter who you are, you are dead, and your body will be torn into pieces." This person was Bai Weihen who had rushed back from the front line.

Zhao Yuanlang had already seen clearly that the person being suppressed in the distance was the commander of the First War Zone, Kim Mel. Things were bad!

Zhao Yuanlang tilted his head to look at the dusty and exhausted man in front of him. He couldn't show his weakness. Zhao Yuanlang sneered, then pulled out the dagger from his waist and stabbed it into Bai Jingrong's stomach.

"Stop it! You bastard!" Bai Weihen was shocked and angry. He was shocked that this man was so bold! He was angry that his uncle was stabbed because of what he said!

Zhao Yuanlang did not listen to Bai Weihen's words. He immediately pulled out the dagger and stabbed it into Bai Jingrong's stomach again.

Zhao Yuanlang was very skilled. He avoided Bai Jingrong's vital points. Although the wound looked serious, it did not pierce Bai Jingrong's internal organs. Otherwise, if this damn old man died, his life would be worse than death.

Meng Zhenxi tightly grasped Bai Weihen, whose face was distorted as he tried to rush forward to save his uncle.

"Where is the sniper! Why don't you kill him!" Bai Weihen gritted his teeth and shouted madly.

Zhao Yuanlang looked at this spectator who didn't know the truth, and wiped the dagger clean with Bai Jingrong's clothes with disdain.

After Meng Zhenxi spat out a mouthful of blood foam, he told Bai Weihen everything bit by bit.

Bai Weihen's expression gradually calmed down. He looked at his uncle solemnly, then glanced at Zhao Yuanlang, and his heart could not calm down for a long time.

What did His Majesty mean just now? Why did he hang up the video? Why didn't he agree to the enemy's request? Did he really want his uncle to die? Bai Weihen didn't understand. He stood there with a confused look on his face.

.......

Lieutenant General Achilles sat alone in the operations room of the 40th Legion, glanced at the golden revolver in his hand, and wiped it repeatedly with the silk in his hand. Everything was over. The 40th Legion lost, the First War Zone lost, and the Federation lost.

He was a sinner, the empire's army had broken through his defenses, and countless of his men had been slaughtered. Lieutenant General Achilles slowly raised the golden revolver in his hand and pressed it against his temple. The cold barrel of the gun gleamed coldly under the light of the lamp.

However, there are always so many things that don’t go as planned in this world. Before he could pull the trigger, he fell unconscious to the ground.

Then, countless imperial soldiers surrounded Lieutenant General Zhang and entered the war room. Lieutenant General Zhang said calmly, "I like this courageous general. Take him away. Treat him well."

Then, his soldiers carried down Achilles, who had a needle inserted into his body to make him unconscious.

After a while, Lieutenant General Zhang contacted His Majesty, glanced at the reply, and then said to the signalman beside him: "Pass the order! Everything is going according to plan!"

......

Alas, Zhao Yuanlang sighed, there is no chance, the sound of gunfire from the first sequence has gradually faded, and it seems that the Federation can no longer stop the Empire's advance. He has no chance of survival.

The Federation could no longer be counted on. Although he seemed to have made great contributions, the Federation did not know. Whether he could return alive was the most important issue at the moment.

The "Organization" is a dark organization that is spread across the Federation and the five empires. There is no way he will be ruined like this. Zhao Yuanlang's eyes gradually grew cold.

Bai Weihen and Meng Zhenxi looked at Zhao Yuanlang, whose temperament had changed drastically, and couldn't help but become a little nervous. They didn't dare to do anything to provoke this dangerous man in front of them.

Who would have known that after just a moment, the enemy in front of him actually put Bai Jingrong slowly on the ground, slowly raised his hands behind his head, and knelt on the ground.

Bai Weihen, Meng Zhenxi and other generals looked at the man in surprise, not knowing what to do for a moment.

Ji Duoduan quickly understood Zhao Yuanlang's intention and closed his eyes helplessly. His future was dark. No, he might have no future, no future, only a bullet.

Finally, under the signal of Meng Zhenxi and Bai Weihen, the two soldiers easily tied Zhao Yuanlang into a knot. Then everyone hurriedly carried Bai Jingrong, who was lying on the ground, back to the general's tent.

Zhao Yuanlang watched all this indifferently, while continuing to endure the beatings from the imperial soldiers.

This was nothing. Zhao Yuanlang was too strong now. Ordinary people could not break through his defense. Only those senior officers could hurt him. However, as he practiced the skills, his body quickly recovered without any pain.

As for why he surrendered, it was because Zhao Yuanlang did not have the strength to withstand the countless spaceships and artillery shells in the sky.

......

"You mean the enemy has released General Bai and is kneeling down in surrender?" The emperor chuckled.

"Yes, Your Majesty, that exactly happened right in front of me." The major general, whose face was swollen like a pig's head, knelt in his tent and paid the utmost respect to the man in the image.

"Okay, I get it. Keep doing your job. Don't worry about the rest."

"Yes! I will obey your majesty's orders."

......

The Emperor Qin was sitting in the huge palace, thinking for a while, then he picked up the brush in front of the desk and wrote something, and put it into a file bag along with a small tiger talisman. Then he picked up the small hammer on the desk in front of him and knocked on the small clock on the right.

Two black-clad guards slid down from the roof along a silver chain that suddenly appeared and knelt in front of Emperor Qin.

The Emperor of Qin threw a token with the Chinese character "朕" on a black background to the black-clad guard and said, "Send a team of Black Dragon Guards to give this to him."

The black-clad guard bowed deeply, picked up the token on the ground, crouched down and picked up the already printed file from the table. He carefully put it in his arms, bowed deeply, grabbed the iron chain and disappeared into the hall.