High Martial Arts: Logging 10,000 Years Into The Future

Chapter 342

In a huge conference hall.

There was a long table made of black quartz. Neatly arranged on the table were a dozen or so large brimmed hats adorned with embroidered ceremonial insignia. A middle-aged man and woman sat in front of each brimmed hat.

The collars and cuffs of their military uniforms were decorated with oak leaves and cinnamon twigs. It was an ancient military uniform from before the first year of martial arts. It was a symbol of status and power.

A skinny young man with few stars on his epaulet stood in front of an enlarged map. He was explaining the situation of several war zones to the military bigwigs in the room.

“The riot in Catacomb No. 2 is a little serious this time. More than 13 fissures have been lost. Although we’ve sent out star ranking generals to suppress it at the first opportunity, it’s inevitable that there will be some impact … Based on the current situation, we’ll be able to completely suppress this riot within seven days …”

A dignified old man in military uniform who looked to be in his sixties with a rather high hairline asked, “How are the casualties? Are the statistics out yet?”

The reporter replied honestly, “So far, the casualties of ordinary soldiers have reached a total of more than 15,200. The casualties of non-commissioned officers have reached … 320 field officers have died. Eight Level 7 star generals have fallen, and one Level 8 star general has fallen …”

“Even a Level 8 star general has fallen?!”

The old man in military uniform frowned.

The reporter quickly explained, “When Catacomb No. 2 broke out, the fallen Level 8 general happened to be in the deeper parts of the Catacomb. He couldn’t retreat in time …”

“Who was the Level 8 general?”

“Grandmaster Zheng Weiyi, who was previously ranked 28th on the General Ranking.”

The old man in military uniform nodded and said slowly, “Hold the funeral according to the standards. Inform me of the specific time. I’ll be attending.”

“Yes.”

“Let’s talk about something else. What’s the situation with the new Catacomb fissure?”

The reporter gently pressed the remote control in his hand. The map on the huge projection screen changed.

The military bigwigs sitting at the conference table all looked up.

“Based on the current situation, this new Catacomb is rated between Class AA and Class AAA. It’s unlikely that it’s Class S …”

Hearing this, the faces of the people at the conference table relaxed. Even the old man in military uniform in the middle looked much more relaxed.

“As long as it’s not Class S, it’s fine.”

The old man in the military uniform reached out his hand and tapped lightly on the smooth surface of the table. He sighed softly. “Our Eastern Theatre Command’s defensive line is already at its limit. If we are to face another one or two Class S Catacomb …”

The old man didn’t continue, and there was no need for him to continue. Everyone at the table knew what he meant.

The reporter continued, “… However, due to the fact that most of the star class’s high-end combat power is concentrated in a few Class SS Catacombs, the lines of defense set up outside this newly emerged Catacomb are strained, especially …”

The reporter marked several key points with red circles on the map of the defensive line and solemnly said, “These positions are on the verge of collapse. If we don’t send more reinforcements, the situation won’t be optimistic.”

The old man in military uniform stared at the defensive line map in front of him and said, “How many forces can we deploy right now?”

The reporter shook his head. “Very little. And even if the order is given now, the earliest they can arrive is tomorrow.”

“Then let’s plug the most important gap first …”

The old man’s eyes scanned the area and finally landed on a red circle.

“Prioritize Point A.”

“Commander, the location of point B is equally important.”

Someone at the long table spoke.

The old man in military uniform said calmly, “I know.”

The map of the defensive line was very intuitive, and the red circles marking points A and B were the most obvious.

These two points were similar to the choke points of a pocket on the defensive line, and their importance was considerable.

“The area behind point B is farther from the residential area, and the middle area is wider. Even if the defensive line collapses, we can still slowly clear it out and reclaim it later. Point A is different. Once point A is breached, within half a month, Shangyuan City, which is closest to the front line, may be invaded by exotic beasts … ”

Many people nodded in agreement, and the person who had raised the question earlier didn’t say anything else.

“Since there are no problems, then let’s follow this plan.”

The old man in military uniform thought for a moment and said, “Which division is guarding point A?”

“1058 Division, Division Commander, Major General Sun Zhe.”

“Then tell Sun Zhe, even if we have to fight to the last man, defend his line of defense to the death. The rest of the people in the other positions are to defend selectively. If necessary, they can abandon the formation and retreat to assist point A.”

“Yes, sir!”

The old man in military uniform waved his hand and said calmly, “Meeting adjourned.”

…

“We still have to wait. Two days more, again. God knows how long we’ll have to wait …” Yu Feiyi exhaled, walked up to the trench, and said helplessly beside Lu Sheng.

Yu Feiyi had just come out of the office after receiving a call from his superior.

Lu Sheng sat on a broken cement slab, holding a spear in one hand and wiping it carefully with a weapon cloth in the other.

“Are the other battle lines in the military region also in a tight spot recently? Can’t even send reinforcements to the lines at the newly appeared fissures?”

Lu Sheng asked casually, his thick, straight eyebrows slightly furrowed.

When he was wiping the spear, he found many nicks and scratches on the body of the spear. When he probed it with his spiritual power, he found a few signs of it breaking. After all, it was only a quasi-Grade 7, not a real Grade 7 equipment.

After a few days of fierce fighting, more than half of its durability had been lost.

It was time to change the spear, at least to a real Grade 7.

“Reinforcements have never stopped, but what we lack is the high-end combat power of the general-level. You know how scary Level 7 exotic beasts are, normal martial artists aren’t comparable to them …”

Yu Feiyi suddenly shook his head halfway and changed his words. “No, you don’t.”

Lu Sheng was simply a freak.

It had been almost five days, running through the night every day, wandering between various battle lines.

At dusk, he went out clean, and when dawn broke, he returned with a thick stench of blood all over his body.

So much so that even now, even after taking a shower and changing into a clean set of clothes, his body was still surrounded by an aura of blood.

He was like a veteran who had been on the battlefield for four or five years.

But he had only been on the battlefield for less than a week.

God knew how many exotic beasts he had killed to have such an effect.

Yu Feiyi was not surprised by Lu Sheng’s strength, but by his physical fitness.

Lu Sheng’s physical strength seemed endless. He rested for less than two hours every day, but he was still full of energy, without a hint of fatigue.

He was truly a chaotic flood dragon.