Pan Galactic Age

Chapter 527 Chenyang upheaval ([-]) passed away

Even so, he has a deep sense of inferiority complex, and he always feels that he is always inferior to others. In the past six months, he has always been clumsy and unable to complete the medium-sized combat mech training subjects that others can easily complete. .

However, he never gave up!

Even if I die today, I have to prove myself, I never gave up!

I have never been afraid of sleepiness!
I never bow to anyone!
I am a soldier of Chen Yang!
"There are only bodies that die in battle, not souls that surrender!"

Zhao Quan's eyes were red, and his growling voice spread throughout the audience!
At this moment, he is fearless!
Oh!

The double blades inserted into the chest of the "Bloodheart" mecha without any hindrance.

Ok?
Zhao Quan regained consciousness a little bit, what's going on?
Why didn't the marshal do anything?
Not only him, but even the mustache generals and everyone else were stunned!

So many weird things happened today!

Did they have an illusion?
Chen Wudong, who was so invincible just now, why didn't he fight back?

Inside the chest is where the mech pilot is!

What is Chen Wudong's situation now?
In the cab of "Blood Heart", Chen Wudong was almost stabbed in the middle by a slanted long sword!
Seeing that he could no longer survive, he panted heavily.

Strong mental strength kept him from passing out. He coughed violently a few times and said, "Okay...well...you are indeed my good boy from Chen Yang, much better than..."

His voice gradually became inaudible.

It turned out that since he fell from the sky, he had already reached the end of his battle, and the last roar was just to deter others from doing anything. He wanted to complete the last mech duel in his life!
Everyone suddenly realized that as the "Military God", the story of Chen Wudong is well known to every household.

He has loved mechas since he was a child, and his father was a mecha pilot soldier in the Freedom Army, so at the age of 13, Chen Wudong was able to drive ordinary civilian mechas to work.

At the age of 16, Chen Wudong's father died in battle, and he joined the army. Since then, he has changed every mech he has ever piloted into a blood-red livery.

He vowed to end the war in the Chenyang Starfield and unify the Chenyang Starfield.

After decades of struggle, he fulfilled his oath of the year!

But his love for mechs made him always have a soft spot for his "blood heart"!
Even at the last moment of his life, he chose the most dignified way to die for a mech warrior!
Duel to the death.

Throughout his life as a soldier and horse, he has gone through life and death without losing a single defeat.

In the dark cab, the brilliance in Chen Wudong's eyes was gradually disappearing.

The most important thing and person in his life quickly passed before his eyes. Chen Ling's appearance became clearer and clearer, as if he was by his side. He moved his fingers to hug her, but it was a little bit of strength Can't use it either.

Chen Ling's appearance became more and more blurred.

There was a trace of nostalgia in Chen Wudong's eyes, and there seemed to be a trace of understanding.

His lips twitched, and he said intermittently in a voice that almost no one could hear:
"The world is impermanent, nothing I want..."

Passed away suddenly.

Me, what did I do?
Zhao Quan's whole body was stiff, he never thought that things would develop to this point!
He looked at the "Blood Heart" that was close at hand on the light screen with confused eyes.

On the scanning device, the internal life sign fluctuations have completely disappeared.

The Marshal of the Republic, the Army God of the Republic, and the spiritual belief of the Republic.

Chen Wudong.

Did he die by his own hands?
He didn't even have the courage to pull out the slanted sword.

The marshal is dead!

The news spread throughout the army in an instant.

No one cheered.

In the center of the battlefield, the solitary, dilapidated, blood-red "Blood Heart" heavy battle mech covered in burn marks gave people a sense of loneliness.

Originally, their firm belief was shaken a little bit.

Did such a marshal really lead the coup as advertised?
Is all of this true?
Even Lieutenant General Mustache wanted to congratulate loudly, but seeing the expressions of the generals around him, he held back.

Although they betrayed Chen Wudong, all of them were cultivated by Chen Wudong, and that kind of feeling cannot be wiped away by talking about it.

The mustache rolled his eyes, and quietly sent the information on the scene back to the rear.

Grand Presidential Palace.

Everyone looked very nervous.

Regarding the news about Chen Wudong, only President Li Yuanhao has the permission to browse it.

Because of the coup, the light screen in front of him flickered crazily, and all kinds of urgent news were sent back continuously, but there were a few full-time people who quickly browsed the information, quickly summarizing the news one by one into short sentences for browsing.

But on the light screen directly in front of it, the privacy mode is turned on, and other people can't see the content on it at all.

Suddenly, the light screen shook violently.

The corner of Li Yuanhao's eyes twitched, and his eyes fell.

Everyone knew that there should be a result at this time, so they all held their breath and looked into Li Yuanhao's eyes intently, trying to analyze something.

The teacup Li Yuanhao held in his left hand shook a few times.Half a cup of tea was spilled.

The officer next to him quickly stepped forward to take the teacup, and the other quickly wiped away the tea.

Li Yuanhao felt his heart beating violently, tears almost came out of his eyes.

But he couldn't show a strange expression in front of these people.

Behind him, there is another pair of eyes looking at him!
Li Yuanhao suppressed all his emotions, stood up with a blank expression on his face.

The others quickly followed suit and all stood up.

"Chen Wudong, die in battle."

Li Yuanhao controlled the speed of his speech and spoke slowly.

These people present looked at each other, and then burst into enthusiastic cheers!
Once Chen Wudong died, there would be no one who could check and balance them!

A new era is about to begin!

"Bring Chen Wudong's body back!"

"Yes! There must be a public trial!"

"Build a museum and let everyone spit on him!"

These people came up with all kinds of crooked ideas in a mess, and the content was unsightly.

"Hmph!" Li Yuanhao put on a serious face, snorted coldly, and interrupted everyone's words.

"Decree, Marshal Chen's body must be treated well! Bury it generously!"

Everyone was slightly taken aback.

Then--

"The President really has a kind heart!"

"That's a very good move! The great president looks far ahead..."

The sound of flattery surged like a tide.

Li Yuanhao sat down again and snorted.

On the battlefield, Lieutenant General Mustache received the news and immediately began to issue orders: "Lieutenant Zhao Quan killed the leader of the rebel bandits. The President wants to meet him in person and ask him to come with us. In addition, the President has an order to protect him." There must be no mistakes in Marshal Chen's body!"

(End of this chapter)