Outcast Omega Pampered by the Alpha General novel Chapter 146

Chapter 146 A Crack in the Line

The problem was that many energy blocks could not be used just because they had been made.

Some were rejected by testing instruments because they failed to meet standards.

Julian did not really understand this.

He could not understand why someone would ignore life and death to protect a country, or to protect civilians behind them who had no blood relation to them at all.

Because in the cultivation world, the strong ate the weak.

Human life was worthless.

War happened every moment, and it needed no reason.

If you wanted to kill, you killed.

If you were killed, then you were too weak.

You deserved it.

Other people’s lives were best left alone, because even if you helped them, they might not be grateful.

And when necessary, you, their “benefactor,” might become the stepping stone they used to climb higher.

So Julian felt the people on the front were all a little foolish.

Just like the Alpha beside him.

“Master Julian, we’re pausing mecha upgrades for now. Our comrades at the front are about to run out of energy blocks, so we need to rotate in and take over defense.”

The soldiers’ apologetic voices pulled Julian back.

pui

He watched S-class Alphas scratch their heads at him with some embarrassment, then pui on their helmets, store their mechas, and leave the repair bay without hesitation.

Only then did Julian slowly say, “Okay.”

Because of the energy-block shortage, the Alphas waiting for mecha upgrades left one after another.

Julian’s workload began to drop sharply.

At last, he had room to breathe.

So he sent his spiritual sense toward the only person here he somewhat cared about.

That foolish Alpha who always gave him benefits.

Orion had stopped paying attention to his surroundings for a long while. At that moment, he had his

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Chapter 46 -Crack in the Line

terminal’s virtual screen open and was watching the froth through Caleb’s perspective.

“The enemy seems to have noticed our movement. S-class insectoids are gradually retreating toward the rear of their line. I suspect they’re trying to lure us in and kill us.”

“Fall back.”

Orion rubbed his brow, his voice calm.

“Twenty-four S-class insectoids, eight of them commanders. Of course the insectoids have noticed you.

“Tsk. They ran too fast. Otherwise I could’ve cut down another three or five and charged through them seven times…”

Laurie was yelling on the other end of the channel.

Maybe Caleb found him too noisy, because Caleb directly cut off his audio.

“Boss, Adrian Whitmore’s regiment isn’t bad. Barely keeps up with us. What do you think? Sacrifice your looks one more time and have our little gentleman dig them over for us?”

Orion said nothing.

Then he said, “How about I sacrifice you instead? Maybe crocodiles love roasted chicken wings.”

Caleb said, “?”

Who is chicken?.

I am not chicken!

Whether Caleb was chicken or not, the Vanguard Regiment withdrew in full formation after their mad hunt and quickly returned to the ship.

But their concentrated assassination of S-class insectoids worked.

Without those S-class insectoids controlling hive consciousness, the low-rank swarm at the front quickly fell into noticeable chaos.

That chaos was extremely helpful to the other soldiers, who were contracting the defense line while fighting and retreating under the energy shortage.

“Caelan, do you see it now? That is when Colonel Hayes and his people should be used.”

Inside Gaia’s command room, General Marston taught his son in a low voice.

“If I had transferred Colonel Hayes here earlier and entered deep sleep to heal, the contraction of the defense line would never have gone this smoothly.”

“You’re right, Father.”

Caclan nodded.

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Chapter 146 A-Grock in the Line

He understood now that he had been too reckless earlier.

“Don’t think that because people call you Little General Mulholland, you’re truly a born commander capable of rivaling Orion Ashford. Boy, you still have a long way to go

Marston shook his head and glanced at Helen with a faint sigh.

He knew his older brother best.

Always putting benefits above everything.

Even Helen had become…

Unfortunately, Marston did not finish that thought.

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His spirit form, Emberwing, suddenly cried out and dragged him back to the present.

Not only him.

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