Stronger with More Jobs-Chapter 469 - 238: The Cruelest Truth

No retreat!

Only battle!

The hesitance and heaviness in his eyes were instantly burned away, leaving only a resolve as unyielding as steel and cold as ice.

Fang Qingyu suddenly turned around.

The movement tugged at his yet-to-heal wounds, bringing a tearing pain, but he completely ignored it.

The Eternal Night Territory silently retracted and dissipated.

Chill moonlight poured down again, illuminating the ruins atop the mountain.

Illuminating the corpse wolf Blood Kiss kneeling on the ground, trembling like a leaf.

Illuminating Jiang Wei, standing behind it, her gaze cold as frost.

And illuminating Fang Qingyu’s face under the moonlight, bearing the unmistakable decisiveness of a killer.

The corpse wolf Blood Kiss seemed to sense something, its scale-covered wolf head suddenly lifted.

In its ghostly green vertical pupils, the last glimmer of hope was completely extinguished the moment they met Fang Qingyu’s molten gold gaze!

Only boundless fear and despair remained!

"No... no... you said... don’t kill me... I’ve told you everything I know..." it uttered its last wail, like a broken bellows.

Fang Qingyu’s face was expressionless.

He didn’t even look at it.

He simply pressed his right hand, which held destruction thunder, toward the wolf head prostrate on the ground.

Almost casually.

Pushed down.

"Boom—!!!"

The long-accumulated Purple-Blue Thunder and Dark Red Tribulation Fire poured down like a world-destroying dragon breaking free!

The blinding lightning completely consumed the corpse wolf Blood Kiss’s despairing wolf face!

The violent energy instantly tore apart and disassembled its body covered in gray-white bark and dark blue scales.

Not even a full scream was uttered.

Leaving only a deep, charred pit behind.

A few wisps of smoke, crackling with tiny arcs of electricity, lingered on the scorched earth at the edges.

The air was thick with the pungent smell of ozone and charred flesh.

On the night of July 17th in the lunar calendar.

The last Life Ghost of the Black Pine Ridge abandoned village, the corpse wolf Blood Kiss.

Died in a soundless descent of thunder.

Moonlight like water, quietly flowing over this ravaged scorched earth.

Cold, desolate.

Fang Qingyu slowly withdrew his hand, the embers of thunder fire in his palm silently extinguished.

He didn’t even glance at the still-smoking charred pit.

His gaze turned to the small figure of Jiang Wei beside him.

His voice was very light, but carried a calmness after dust had settled:

"Let’s go."

Jiang Wei tilted her little face, her clear molten gold eyes peeked at him, then at the heavy northern night sky.

Finally, her little head nodded gently.

The pure glow of moonlight fell silently.

Stretching the two figures, one tall and one short, long, very long over the scorched, silent earth.

...

On the winding mountain road leading down from Black Pine Ridge, the off-road vehicle’s engine roared lowly, headlights cleaving through the heavy night like sharp blades.

Inside the car, there was silence.

Fang Qingyu sat with eyes closed in the back seat, as if the silent thunder judgment on the mountain top had never happened.

Jiang Wei nestled beside him, her little head nodding slightly, quietly sucking on a lollipop, only the occasional hard-to-detect glimmering cold light in her clear pupils.

Outside the car window, the shadowy mountains sped past like ink.

Fang Qingyu’s fingertips lightly tapped on his knee unconsciously, as Hong Qitian’s weary, desolate voice and the corpse wolf Blood Kiss’s stunned exclamation of "Arctic, ah" echoed in his mind, weaving together a vast, icy doomsday scene.

"Captain Fang, have you... found it?"

Zhang Tiezhu in the co-driver’s seat carefully watched Fang Qingyu’s expression through the rearview mirror, his dark face full of undisguised concern and a hint of subtle awe.

The terrifying aura that suddenly descended on the mountaintop and then vanished in an instant.

And that thunderous explosion, not something ordinary.

"Yes." Fang Qingyu didn’t even lift his eyelids, his voice calm and steady, revealing no emotion, "Just a little item fell, handled it quickly."

"That’s good... that’s good."

Zhang Tiezhu wisely stopped asking further, secretly relieved.

This young captain’s trump cards and methods were long beyond his understanding.

He turned to the soldier driving, "Drive steadily! Don’t jostle Captain Fang and the others!"

The vehicle turned the last mountain bend, and the view suddenly opened up.

At the mountain’s foot, Anjiang Province’s frontline command post resembled a massive beehive plunged into hot oil.

Dazzling searchlight beams crazily swept the night sky, engine roars, the wails of the wounded, the shouts of commanders, and chaotic cries for help in the communication channels...

A cacophony of sounds melded into a suffocating ocean of noise.

The temporary large field tents undulated, soldiers bustling in and out, all in blood-soaked uniforms.

Transport trucks, armored vehicles, and ambulances frantically shuttled across muddy roads, stirring up clouds of dust.

The air was thick with the scent of blood, gunpowder, disinfectant, and charred smells.

Tension! Chaos! Exhaustion!

Yet still carrying a sense of iron-willed order!

Compared to the orderly state they left it in, the base now looked like a battlefield just thrown into a meat grinder!

"Damn! Haven’t other places finished yet?!"

Chu Kuanglan, awake at some point, peeked out the car window and drew in a sharp breath.

Lu Jiuyuan’s eyes were sharp, scanning the camp filled with heavily injured soldiers and faces exhausted to the extreme.

Even Wei Banmeng’s calm face showed a tinge of gravity.

The convoy laboriously threaded through the chaotic camp, stopping at the Hidden Dragon Special Team’s temporary resting area.

As the car door opened, Zhang Tiezhu jumped out, shouting at several soldiers with newly bandaged wounds napping on ammo crates not far away, "Don’t sleep, dammit! Get up and grab your gear!"

The soldiers instantly sprang up, bloodshot eyes showing no hesitation, only ingrained obedience.

"Captain!" A scarred veteran rasped, "Where to?!"

"Where else?!"

Zhang Tiezhu snatched the keys to a nearby freshly refueled armored personnel carrier, roaring like an injured tiger, "West to Eagle Beak Cliff! Just got word from brigade HQ, they’re barely holding on over there! The brothers of the third battalion, second company, are nearly wiped out! Fierce Tiger Company! Anyone still breathing, move out with me!!"

"Yes!!!" 𝓯𝙧𝙚𝒆𝙬𝙚𝒃𝙣𝙤𝒗𝓮𝓵.𝙘𝙤𝙢

No hesitation, no complaint.

The soldiers, just climbed out of the Black Pine Ridge hell, didn’t even have time for a drink of water before once again springing into action like clockwork, rushing towards the mud-stained armored car silently and swiftly.

Zhang Tiezhu opened the driver’s door, taking a last look at Fang Qingyu and company, his blood-smeared face pulling into an ugly smile, pounding his chest forcefully, "Captain Fang! Comrades! Rest well! The rest... we still count on you!"

The engine roared, the armored car kicking up dust, charging unhesitatingly into the chaotic camp lights, speeding towards another blood-soaked grinder.

The elite squad leader "Eagle Eye" also led his men, solemnly saluting Fang Qingyu and his group, then turned and disappeared into the flow of those heading to reinforce other areas.

The light-hearted atmosphere of having survived dissipated completely.

Before their eyes was only a bloodier and wider battlefield.

"Damn..." Chu Kuanglan spat bloody saliva towards where Zhang Tiezhu and others disappeared, his non-broken left hand clenching tightly with popping sounds, "These bones can still hold up! Junior Sister Wei, Old Lu, God Fang, let’s just not stand here dumbly! Let’s ask brigade HQ, where do they need people the most? Time to go fight!"

Lu Jiuyuan’s eyes were sharp, he spoke in a deep voice, "Exactly what I was thinking!"

Wei Banmeng nodded silently, her calm eyes scanning the brightly lit command center tent.

Fang Qingyu surveyed the chaotic yet resilient battlefield ahead, deep in his molten gold-like eyes, the flames suppressed by the Arctic truth roared back to life.

He was just about to speak.

Buzz——!

The encrypted communicator in his pocket suddenly vibrated violently.

Fang Qingyu quickly answered.

"Captain Fang!!" Zhou Zhenguo’s voice was hoarse to the point of breaking, erupting instantly into his ears amidst deafening explosions, the buzz of energy clashes, and countless shrill screams, as if he were in the storm’s eye, "What’s your status now?! Can you move?!"

"We can assist at any time!" Fang Qingyu’s voice was resolute, not a hint of hesitation.

On the other end of the communicator, there seemed to be a pause before a nearly ecstatic shout exploded: "Good!! That’s great! Captain Fang! Qingjian City! Something’s happened in Qingjian City!"