The Rebirth Of The General Who Always Sees Himself As A Replacement

In 2511, the Jin star of the M31 galaxy will experience a catastrophe in the future.

An asteroid with a diameter of [-] kilometers is enough to destroy Jinxing, and it will hit Jinxing one year later.

Scientists predicted this.

Then, in the panic of the world, the supreme chairman of this planet announced the end-time self-help plan.

Send a fleet to space every ten days to drop nuclear bombs on the asteroid, aiming to deflect the orbit of the asteroid and save Jinxing.

This task is too difficult for ordinary people to complete.

It must be carried out by sentries with strong physical fitness and combat effectiveness.

But the high casualties of this plan are staggering.

Until half a year later, a Dark Sentinel was born out of the sky, and the fleet he led created a miracle of zero deaths in ten missions.

However, this fleet encountered an accident during its last mission.

Obviously, the number of nuclear bombs was dropped according to the calculation, but the asteroid was blown up.

This is a blessing for Jinxing, because there is no need to worry about being hit by an asteroid, and the debris will turn into a magnificent meteor swarm across the night sky in a few months.

But for the Sentinels who were on mission at that time, the dazzling light and heat produced by the planetary explosion was a tribute to their martyrdom.

The huge impact force and the meteorites smashed head-on destroyed almost all the battleships, turning the space here into a silent grave.

After Jin Xing heard the news, he immediately mobilized global forces to launch a rescue, and brought the still alive people back to Jin Xing at all costs.

half a month later.

A silver hover car parked in front of Chu Shi Tower.

The door slowly slid up and opened, and a man in high Martin boots, a white military uniform, gold epaulettes and sleeve strips got out of the car.

Wei Lingyun had been waiting for a long time, and hurried forward: "Colonel Mu."

Mu Zhiming stood up and saluted: "General Wei."

Wei Lingyun: "Although you came all the way from the M87 galaxy, the situation is urgent, so I can't let you rest."

Mu Zhiming: "It's okay, let's talk as we walk."

"Okay." Wei Lingyun brought Mu Zhiming into Chu Shita, "You should have understood the situation."

"Yes." Mu Zhiming nodded.

A week ago, Jin Xing rescued six damaged battleships, and eleven sentinels survived on the battleships.

After experiencing such a tragic and terrible disaster in an instant, too much pain and fear surged up, breaking the mental barriers of all the sentries at that time.

So in an instant, these living sentries felt the pain and despair of their teammates when they died.

And not just once, tens of thousands of times.

Because tens of thousands of people died.

The sentries were already extremely sensitive, so although these lucky ones survived, they were also crushed by the pain of death from their comrades.

At this time, a guide is needed to calm down the emotions of the sentinels and provide them with spiritual counseling.

Among the eleven sentinels, five had their own guides. The combination of guides and sentries made their treatment very smooth.

As for the other five sentinels, although they did not have their own guides, Chu Shita did not lack capable S-level guides, so they were slowly recovering.

But one sentinel became an exception.

"No one can enter his mental image?" Mu Zhiming repeated in surprise when he heard Wei Lingyun's words.

"Yes." Wei Lingyun sighed for a long time.

"Isn't it okay to be an S-level guide?" Mu Zhiming asked.

"No." Wei Lingyun said, "All the S-level guides in Jinxing have tried."

"How is it possible?" Mu Zhiming wondered, "Has he ever lost his guide? Otherwise, he has a mental breakdown now, and he should be particularly eager for the guidance of a guide. How can the mental image be solid, unless he himself does not want it?" Accept the spiritual guidance of the guide."

"On the contrary, this sentinel not only has no guide of his own." Wei Lingyun, "He only did spiritual counseling once after awakening."

"What?" Mu Zhiming was stunned, "Could it be that this sentinel is the one in the rumors..."

"Yes." Wei Lingyun nodded, "Dark Sentinel."

Mu Zhiming: "How many days has he had a mental breakdown?"

Wei Lingyun: "It has been seven days since Jin Xing was rescued."

"Seven days!?" Mu Zhiming's eyes widened. "It's too dangerous. Every second after that, he may die due to the collapse of his mental image."

While speaking, the two of them had reached the door of the silent room deep inside the tower

The silent room is a room with only white noise, where sentries with sensitive five senses can meditate, and are used for sentries to heal their injuries.

Wei Lingyun opened the door of this silent room with a password and fingerprints, the white door slowly slid open, and suddenly there was a shrill scream from inside!

Wei Lingyun and Mu Zhiming rushed in immediately.

There is also a control room outside the quiet room. The control room is brightly lit and has a control panel full of buttons. Three medical staff in white coats are dragging a young man out of the quiet room and closing it quickly in panic. The door to the silent room.

The man was covered in cold sweat, curled up on the ground shivering, as if he had been greatly frightened.

"What happened!?" Wei Lingyun walked over and asked sharply.

"Admiral." A medical staff said, "This S-level guide wants to try to provide spiritual counseling to the dark sentinel in the silent room. Who knows that just after entering the silent room, his spiritual realm was attacked!"

"What? Attack?" Wei Lingyun was stunned, "It may be that when the S-level guide gave him spiritual counseling, it was just unsuccessful, and he was never attacked."

The medical staff sighed, and he looked towards the closed door of the silent room, "This sentry is indiscriminate, I'm afraid he has gone crazy..."

Wei Lingyun blurted out: "Impossible!!!"

While the two were talking, Mu Zhiming squatted down, and lightly held the wrist of this S-level guide, his spiritual touch gently entered his spiritual realm, comforting, repairing, and comforting.

The S-rank guide stopped trembling and gradually calmed down.

Wei Lingyun mourned: "Is there no way to save Xiaoyan?"

Mu Zhiming stood up: "I'll try."

Medical staff: "What? You saw it too, even an S-level guide will be attacked immediately when entering the spiritual realm! You can't go, you will be seriously injured, and there are dark sentinels inside!"

Mu Zhiming smiled, and held his hand on the doorknob of the silent room: "Is this dark sentry the strongest sentry on Jinxing?"

Medical staff: "Yes!"

Mu Zhiming: "Coincidentally, I am the strongest guide on our planet."

After saying this, Mu Zhiming opened the door and strode in.

In the silent room, the lighting is soft, and the soothing sound of water and wind lingers in the ears, and Mu Zhiming looks up.

A man in black military uniform sits with his head bowed in the central ivory upholstered chair, hands folded, leaning forward, elbows on knees.

The man's military uniform was torn with dark red stains stained with dust, white bandages were wrapped around his body, and the bandages were soaked in blood. It could be seen that he was taken into the silent room immediately after hastily treated his injuries.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, the man raised his head slowly, the moment his eyes as cold as ice met Mu Zhiming's, a gigantic wolf that was almost as tall as a person rushed over and threw Mu Zhiming down heavily. On the ground!