I’ve Got this Cannon Fodder’s Back

Chapter 87 87



87: 87 87: 87 The Seventeenth Army Commander: “Omega–?” He and the First Commander worked hard together to lift up the desk and had accidentally smashed the First Commander’s foot.


This brand new desk had been carved out of the hardest wood in the universe.


However, just by pressing down gently with his bare hands, it was shattered into pieces by the bare hands of an omega, who seemed so weak that he would collapse with the slightest touch.


Unbelievable!


There was a still silence that filled the office as the delicate and helpless omega who had crushed the desk came over, avoiding the rubble in his path, and headed towards the door.


The Seventeenth Army Commander, who was still trying to prove that everything was just an illusion, was hastily pulled back by a colleague and watched as the omega approached the disoriented First Commander.


“Hello again.” Lu Chiqiu was slightly shorter than the First Commander; as he spoke, he raised his head slightly, his hair slid down between his ears, and some lay scattered across his forehead.


His eyes shone brightly under his long, thick eyelashes, and apart from his eyebrows and lashes, his features were so delicate that they were not the least aggressive, making him seem soft and lovable.


It was still the same weak kitten that had looked so powerless earlier, picked up by the scruff of his neck and left to flail its little paws in vain.


None of the twenty or so captains wanted to remember how the ‘kitten’ had crushed the desk into smithereens with its tiny paws.


His greeting could naturally be interpreted as a follow-up to the hasty meeting at the door of the duty room that day, but First Commander still didn’t dare to be careless and cautiously released his mental energy: “Ma…, madam, actually–” Only a few words had been uttered before a familiar, terrifying fear crawled swiftly up the back of his spine.


The First Commander shivered and retreated immediately, watching as the pale cyan spiritual power quickly transformed into a bloodthirsty vine in the same style as the marshal’s, rising sinisterly above the ground, opening its ferocious and bloody mouth at him behind the seemingly unbeatable marshal’s wife.


Lu Chiqiu: “I’ve seen that mecha of yours, it’s powerful and in a good condition.


I can take you with me and it won’t spoil it.” No, in fact, it isn’t great at all.


After all, it got its cannon barrel shredded, energy tanks broken and its shields are all removed and I don’t really want to come along… The First Commander’s insides almost brushed into a human catapult and he was about to retreat into the warmth and safety of the group of Commanders; when he turned around to find twenty or so of his fellow commanders had somehow silently withdrawn a dozen feet away and were huddled in a ball at the end of the narrow corridor.


The good-looking omega’s eyes flashed timidly as he tilted his head and asked in a low voice, “Is it okay QAQ?” The bloodthirsty vine, which was manifested by his mental energy, swung a circle around him, brushed the side of his neck carrying a strong wind, and came to a halt, circling around and shaking its spiked leaves.


The First Commander: … The Marshal’s wife is such a terrifying person, how on earth can he still act cute and tender like that?


Why can’t the Marshal and his wife, who share the same high standards, live in the house that has been giving him nightmares for half a month?


The First Commander, who had been forced out of the group by those bastards, dared not speak and did his best to distance himself from the bloodthirsty vine’s jaws.


Speaking with difficulty, he stammered: “Ma…, Madam, I can lend you my mecha, you can operate it however you like, I won’t go with you–” “It’s better to go together, I won’t necessarily drive it back again.” Seeing that his purpose had been achieved, Lu Deng nodded slightly, and the bloodthirsty vine had shrunk back to a pale green spiritual seed, quietly falling back into his palm, his eyebrows still curved.


“Don’t worry, following me will be fine.” The situation on Gu Gui’s side was still uncertain, but as long as that black mecha still had the ability to function, he would definitely be returning together in a mecha with Gu Gui.


It was still a bit too cruel to just leave the protagonist’s mecha floating at the edge of the galaxy.


First Commander: … Five minutes later, the First Commander cried as he was dragged away by the Marshal’s wife with just one hand into the magnificent, graceful silver mecha and disappeared into the distance as the other Army Commanders watched.


Five hours later, the First Commander was dying to go home.


As soon as Lu Chiqiu touched the mecha, a familiar sense of dread quickly filled his surroundings.


Strictly speaking, Gu Gui’s combat style tended to make full use of all kinds of artillery weapons, he was able to perform combat with precise angles that barely required aiming with his intuition.


This always gave that pure black mecha an absolute advantage in a sparring match.


Compared to him, Lu Chiqiu hadn’t even touched one of those technologically advanced high-end gun-cannons; yet he managed to completely eradicate the half a dozen groups of space foe they encountered along the way, torn by sharp-toothed blades and wheel whips.


The painful fear of close combat was a far cry from that of being blasted by a polymer cannon, and the First Commander shuddered, clutching his seat, feeling he could understand the feelings of the howling herd of beasts as they were scattered away.


The silver mecha, was unscathed, without a single scratch.


The brilliant light of the stars shone down, bathing it in a silvery glow as it broked through the blockade of the meteor belt.


Lu Deng stood in front of the console.


The universe was simply too vast, Gu Gui’s location could only be roughly determined.


The connection had not been completely repaired, and there was no better way than to continue searching using the original way, and do it little by little.


Lu Deng pressed the speed booster button, his gaze falling intently on the screen of the surveillance monitor in front of him.


On such a long and non-combat voyage, turning the mecha on would be a needless waste of mental and physical energy.


Hence, he was now driving it like a spaceship and was only able to detect his surroundings through the monitor.


Fortunately, the piloting skill pack had been replaced by the system.


Lu Deng did not have the habit of wasting skills.


When the system had brought the piloting skill pack back from the shop, he had thoroughly learned and mastered it, increasing the levels of all pilotable vehicles to the legendary level, and now, it really came in handy.


On a cosmic voyage like this, the range that the monitors could detect was limited.


The pilot had to make adjustments on his own, moving the area to be observed to the middle of the display window, checking it out, and then replacing it with a new one.


The angle of each movement must be kept below 15° to ensure that no part was missed.


Lu Deng propped himself up on the console with one hand, his eyes maintaining the frequency of changing from one second to the next, carefully scanning the visible area within the monitor in front of him.


“Lu – Mr.


Lu, why don’t you let me drive for a while–” Although it was true that according to the textbooks that this was required, except for the harsh expectations during the mecha quasi-frame test, the First Commander had never seen anyone who could manage to maintain an even and precise probe for such a long period of time.


Such a search was undoubtedly extremely straining of mental energy.


Even if Lu Chiqiu’s strength had indeed reached a horrendous level beyond their imagination, he might not be able to hold out for long.


Looking at the calm and steady figure, the Commander took a deep breath.


His competitive spirit was unconsciously triggered.


However, it was brief, as a wave of panic swept over when he realized the absolute suppression of his strength.


There was not a young man who did not dream of saving the day at a critical moment.


The marshal was nowhere to be found, the mechas were out, and the First Commander was, after all, far more powerful than his colleagues; so he was not willing to just watch from the sidelines, unable to help in any way.


Lu Chiqiu turned slightly to the side, his gaze still resting on the monitor screen, distractedly listening to him, and suddenly frowned tightly.


“Sit tight!” The Commander looked up in surprise and instinctively clung to the seat as he had been told.


The next moment, the mecha that had been hovering above smoothly had jerked upwards, pulling itself upwards at a wide-angle, turned halfway around with unimaginable difficulty, and just managed to avoid the swarm of debris that swooped in.


If the marshal had seen such a perfect maneuver performed by a mecha, he would have been publicly praised and perhaps rewarded with a week’s worth of canteen meal tickets.


The brief and abrupt change in position prevented a timely gravity adjustment inside the mecha; and the commander was shaken out of his head, clutching the seat to steady himself as he looked in shock at the silent figure at the controls.


He thought that this person probably wasn’t an omega.


Thinking of his own miserable energy silo, the Commander felt that he needed to give the marshal a heads up.


Lu Chiqiu tossed him a traction rope, his words brief and concise, his voice still calm: “Tying it on will be better, we should be looking in the right place now.” The stumps of these meteorites were sharply branched, mostly covered in a layer of white frost, and many of them were faintly refracting a thin light under the light of the stars; there must have been extremely fierce fighting nearby not long ago.


Lu Deng was about to connect to the system to reset the search range when a mechanical voice from the system suddenly came from his mind, “Host, the search has found the target, it is at the edge of the nebula you are in, at eight o’clock, and a large number of ice-armored beasts are also there!” Finally receiving an accurate reply, Lu Deng’s gaze brightened and the mecha accelerated once again, shooting towards eight o’clock.


The dark black mecha was already covered with a thick layer of frost.


Gu Gui’s brow furrowed, his body shuddered slightly due to his psychic mode being turned on.


Once again, he used up that little energy he had left to melt the ice, but his chest was already heaving due to the physical and mental exertion.


He wasn’t sure how much longer he could hold out for.


The information about the appearance of the ice-armored beasts was true, but the numbers were seriously off.


The information given by the military had undoubtedly been manipulated, in the same way that his identity had been questioned when the results of his anti-pheromone training had been “accidentally” revealed.


Although he had spent many years focusing on military affairs and warfare, Gu Gui was no stranger to these unseen tactics.


Where there was power, there would be strife, and as he occupied the number two position in the empire, it was inevitable that many would envy his position and do anything to bring him down.


The previous suspicions about his identity were probably the result of their schemes.


Although the emperor was deeply concerned about this matter, the Marshal was determined not to deal with these rumors.


For one thing, he did not want to make it obvious by covering up, and for another – he had trust in the people and the army he was protecting.


He did not want to lose the trust he had in them.


It was the same people he had defended in countless fights with their lives on the line.


He did not want to believe that because he was not an alpha, he would be wiped out, questioned, or even discarded.


The ice blade slashed through the protective layer of the mecha, and Gu Gui’s body shook violently as he fell on his knees, his gaze stared into the vast, pitch-black universe.


There were infinite dangers within the universe.


The evolutionary journey of the cosmic beasts had taken a leap from the primary stage of relying on air sacs to store oxygen and move around in a vacuum for a short period of time, to beasts that could survive without breathing support, even without the fear of radiation and with special recipes for bizarre energy.


These beasts had developed into hordes, roaming the universe, ready to invade and seize territories and even feed on humans, making them the most serious threat to interstellar humanity.


As a soldier, he would have preferred to devote his full attention to the more important task of guarding the human zone and keeping the threat of death out of the peaceful lives of the people than to the futile and meaningless internal fighting.


If he had been told the truth about the scale of this Ice Armoured Beasts invasion, he would have been able to react as quickly as possible, opening the planet’s shields and deploying his troops to prepare for battle.


It would have been possible to avoid further losses to the human population and the army to the maximum extent possible from the battle damage.


But that opportunity had been totally missed now.


With his communication system cut off, he was unable to contact his subordinates and was trapped here.


So he had no choice but to put his life on the line to fight these beasts, who were strong enough to ignore the laser fire, to slow them down as much as possible, and try to reduce the numbers.


The specialized mechas had been shattered in the struggle, leaving no real physical scars, but the pain done to both were real.


The giant eagle transformed from mental energy was also bruised and battered, barely able to hold on to his body for protection.


Cold sweat lay dripped down from his forehead, blurring his vision as the droplets fell in his eyes.


Every nerve of his screamed in agony.


Gu Gui heaved himself up, his vision chaotic, the tense tail of his eyes for a moment even showed a vague softness.


I have to go back…there’s someone waiting for me at home.


The fact that his little wife was so popular, yet unable to fight, so soft and weak that would fall at the slightest touch.


If he wasn’t there, he would certainly be bullied.


The Starlight Forest cake that he had promised to buy for him was still not fulfilled and had yet to be bought.


He wondered if his little wife would be angry with him when he came back.


His body was already showing signs of collapse under the high pressure, and fishy sweet blood rushed up to his throat.


Gu Gui took a deep breath, swallowed the blood froth as best he could, and was about to make another desperate attempt to rush out and kill when he suddenly paused slightly, his eyes showing vague dismay.


In the darkness of his vision, a silver mecha was moving around several ice beasts with incredible dexterity.


Gu Gui’s gaze lit up slightly and he raised his hand to wipe away the sweat that had dripped into his eyes.


It was the First Commander’s mecha.


Although he had strictly instructed his subordinates not to move without his orders, seeing his subordinates sacrifice their lives to rescue him when he was in danger made his hardened heart soften for a brief moment.


He was reluctant to bring his subordinates here because he knew it was dangerous and did not want them to follow him into a dangerous situation where he would die.


After all, the ice beasts were too powerful, and even if he was unlucky enough to die here, he did not want to bury his young subordinates, who still had a promising future, for nothing.


Apart from the rational part, when he saw that his subordinates would risk their lives to come here and would rather live and die with him, his heart was touched and saddened beyond words.


For a soldier, there were too many things that were actually far easier to deal with than those politicians.


Gu Gui took a deep breath and blinked away the vague dampness under his eyes, but the corners of his taut lips were still slightly eased.


I didn’t even put much thought into training these days, and I didn’t know that the First Commander had actually secretly developed such good skills.


When we get back, I’ll put this bastard in solitary confinement.


Although the long-range communication had been cut off, the close-range connection was still barely possible.


Gu Gui cheered up and stood up straight, trying to channel the communication, but his eyes couldn’t help but stare out the window.


In the brief interval between buffer circles, the Imperial Marshal watched in dismay as the mecha belonging to the First Commander flipped three times abruptly in place, narrowly avoiding a series of strikes from an ice beast, the sharp teeth of which plunged viciously into the beast’s only unprotected belly, leaving the beautiful silver mecha covered in a ghastly spray of blood.


The commander cried out in agony, “Marshal, help!” Gu Gui: … Things don’t seem to be that simple.


The additional presence of the silver mecha quickly caused the ice beasts to become more alert.


More and more of them re-entered the fray, and waves of intense attacks erupted, hitting the previously cracked shields with ferocity.


The roar of the beasts broke through the shields which pierced the ears of the ones who heard.


Gu Gui’s consciousness blurred for a brief moment.


He stumbled, barely able to stand, only to find that the ice beasts seemed to have developed a rudimentary intelligence.


Seeing that the two mechas were trying to unite, the ice beasts kept blocking them from closing the distance between them, which pushed him further towards the interstellar border.


Gu Gui had been fighting these ice-armored beasts for three days, and his physical and mental strength was almost stretched to their limits.


Although he had tried his best to break the siege of the beasts, he was unable to do anything and was being pushed further away inch by inch.


He had to get back alive… Gu Gui’s consciousness was fuzzy and he was physically drained, but Lu Chiqiu’s face was becoming clearer and clearer in his mind.


Looking at him and smiling, following him and waiting docilely for milk, sitting on the swing feeding the little bunch of furballs, tilting his head in as he sat in his arms and kissing up – he was not willing to just die in this nameless nebula without Lu Chiqiu, no matter how tired he was.


He didn’t even know yet what his little wife’s pheromones smelled like… It was only after such a thought had been born that he actually seemed to vaguely smell something that he had not originally been aware of.


Like spring grass flourishing after a rain, or a bamboo forest quenching with the crystal dew of the morning.


The wind leaped through the forest, brushing the dust off the leaves and carrying away the rays of sunlight that slip through the branches.


Fresh, vibrant, imperceptible yet unnoticeable, the soft yet tough scent of life’s essence.


His mecha was enveloped in a pale cyan glow.


The spiritual seeds that Lu Chiqiu had quietly planted began to grow.


A steady stream of vitality gushed down silently, misting down as thin mist; soothing the Imperial Marshal’s spiritual power and body, which was almost at its limit.


The ice-armored beasts, who belonged to the coldness of winter, were all unfamiliar with this scent, scattered in all directions in a wary manner.


The silver mecha quickly approached, two beams of pale green light peeking out from their respective side of mecha, the light dissipating in the universe as two tough vines emerged, joining and twisting to hold a solid bridge.


The mecha[mfn]the marshal’s mecha[/mfn], which had been on the verge of running out of energy, shook slightly and its fall was halted.


The silver mecha used its momentum to approach and sent out a docking request in light speed.


The two mechas opened their ports at the same time, and abundant energy was fed into the pure black mecha in a steady stream.


Gu Gui looked up as he steadied himself with the help of the vines.


A familiar figure leaped over to the dizzy marshal, whose head was spinning so much that he could not stand up, and darted down towards him.


Gu Gui was stunned and hastily opened his arms to catch the soft body that flung itself into his arms.


Looking through the blur of haze at the clear, palpable face in his arms, the battle-hardened Imperial Marshal took a deep breath and tried to smile at his young wife with a gentle, soothing smile, but the fierce joy of seeing his beloved after the disaster was so intense that his eyes went black.


Shock and dismay clogged his chest, and his voice caught in his chest when he tried to speak.


“Why…why are you so disobedient?” Finally finding his voice, Gu Gui, who was propped up by vines, sat on the ground, carefully touching his little wife’s cheek with the back of his hand, pulling his arm, hurriedly but carefully examining it.


“Let me see…let me see if it’s hurt…you are so thin, did you not eat properly at home?


It’s so dangerous over here, why did you also run over here, what if you got hurt?


You might be scared at the sight of blood–” He wasn’t scared at all!


He even used his spiritual power to scare the ice armored beast!


Scaring the little Ice-armored beast into tears!


When he thought of the bloodthirsty vines with their creepy, bloody mouths, the Commander now felt a chill run through his body as he looked at the vines surrounding the marshal, screaming silently in his heart with hot tears.


If the marshal was careless, the energy silo would be in jeopardy.


For the sake of the marshal’s future sexual well-being, the Commander shivered and moved over with determination, reminding him desperately, “Marshal, he’s actually particularly powerful, madam!


His mental powers are frightening–” His words stuck in his throat.


The single omega who had his back faced to the marshal was back to his soft appearance; his gentle, arched eyebrows, his starry dark eyes which had a shadow of a smile in them.


Obediently, he let the marshal take his hand and stretch it around to examine his body, nodding or shaking his head as he patiently responded to the marshal’s endless questions like a kindergarten teacher.


One of the terrifying mental vines that had been assembled into a comfortable rocking chair came over to the marshal, sprouting bright shoots in front of him and rubbing its little leaves against his face.


The marshal, who had quickly accepted that his little wife had mental powers, raised his hand with a smile, gave it a couple of affectionate squeezes, picked up one of the leaves, and gave it a gentle kiss.



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