Slaying God: I, the insane and witty god

Chapter 680: Double Honors Remembering the Old, and Mourn the Loyal Souls of the Dead

Zuo Qing looked at the two young men in front of him who were burning with fighting spirit. Lin Qiye's eyes were as firm as a stone.

Wu Hen grinned fearlessly, feeling a little relieved.

The mission in the Arctic is extremely dangerous, but with them there, we seem to have more confidence.

"As for Hibernil and Tallulah," Zuo Qing's voice sank again, with a hint of lingering worry.

"I'll have the intelligence department keep a close eye on things. If there's any sign of trouble, I'll notify you immediately. We can't let anything happen in the North anymore."

Lin Qiye nodded without saying much, but his expression meant "I understand".

Wu Hen touched his chin and muttered to himself, things are really happening one after another. Just when he was about to fight Cthulhu, there might be trouble here again.

However, the more trouble he caused, the richer the rewards his system gave him?

Hey, when you think about it, it doesn’t seem to be all bad.

"Okay, you guys go back and reunite with the team first," Zuo Qing waved his hand.

"This time when I come back, besides resting, there are a few things I need to do."

He paused, looked at the two of them, and raised his voice slightly.

It seemed like the next thing he was going to say was good news: "When your entire team arrives, go to the logistics department to do a comprehensive information registration."

"Then go to the Equipment Department and we'll customize a batch of the latest equipment for you. Oh, and also, you'll choose a special transport plane for the Arctic."

When Lin Qiye heard about customized equipment and special aircraft, his eyes lit up. This was extraordinary treatment.

Wu Hen even exclaimed "Wow" and thought that this arrangement was pretty good!

Zuo Qing looked at their reactions, smiled, and continued, "These are all routine operations."

"The point is, this time... Headquarters has decided to award your [Nightfall] team two 'Star Ocean' medals!"

"Two?!"

Almost at the same time, Lin Qiye and Wu Hen were stunned, and even the air around them seemed to freeze.

"Star Sea" Medal!

That thing is not cabbage, it is one of the top honors in the Night's Watch system, representing the highest recognition of the great contribution made by the team.

Generally speaking, if a team can get one, it is enough to brag about it for several years. Now they actually approved two for [Nightfall]?

Wu Hen was the first to react, his face beaming with joy. "Oh my god! Commander Zuo, you're kidding, right? Two pieces? Pure gold?"

"How much can it be exchanged for... ahem, I mean, this honor is too great!"

The calculations in his mind were clattering. Would the system interface pop up some "highlight moment" reward again?

Although Lin Qiye was not as revealing as Wu Hen, he couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth slightly.

He thought of his comrades who had sacrificed their lives and the people who had fought side by side in desperate situations.

These two medals are a recognition of all of them, including those who have passed away.

He took a deep breath and said solemnly: "Thank you headquarters, thank you Commander Zuo."

"We [Night] are unworthy of this honor, but we will cherish it even more."

Zuo Qing nodded with satisfaction: "You are worth it. From your debut till now,"

"The tough battles you [Nightfall] fought and the contributions you made are obvious to all."

"This time at Shenlong Pass, it was even more... well, I won't say anymore. These two medals are what you deserve."

At this moment, footsteps were heard outside the office and the door was knocked.

"Come in."

The door opened, and the captain of the Phoenix team, Xia Simeng, and the deputy captain, Kong Shang, walked in.

Following behind were other people from [Night], including Baili Pangpang, Cao Yuan, An Qingyu and others, who probably rushed over after hearing the news.

"Commander Zuo, we heard... Ye Mu and the others are coming back?"

Xia Simeng asked first, his eyes sweeping over Lin Qiye and Wu Hen with a hint of inquiry.

"Yeah, I just finished talking to them," Zuo Qing motioned them all to come in.

"It just so happens that you [Phoenix] also performed very well this time, although the situation was special and we couldn't do it like [Nightfall]..."

He paused for a moment, as if weighing his words.

Kong Shang was a straightforward person. He said, "Commander Zuo, we all understand."

"This time it was mainly Brothers [Ye Mu] and Wu Hen who turned the tide. We [Phoenix] just did our duty and dare not take credit for it."

He spoke frankly, but there was still a hint of envy in his eyes.

Xia Simeng also nodded, looking at Lin Qiye and Wu Hen, and said sincerely: "Congratulations, [Nightfall]. I heard that you will be awarded two 'Star Sea' medals?"

"This is... a great honor." Her words were filled with amazement, but also with a little bit of unspeakable loss.

After all, who doesn’t want the “Star Sea” medal?

And there are still two!

This is extremely rare in the history of the Night Watchmen of Daxia.

"Two?!"

Baili Pangpang's loud voice immediately rang out, his eyes widened, and the flesh on his face trembled with excitement.

"Is this true? Captain! Brother Wu Hen! Our team has two 'Star Seas' now?"

"Doesn't that mean we're the only team in the history of the Night's Watch to have two 'Starry Sea' medals?!"

He was so excited that it seemed as if the medal was already hanging around his neck.

Wu Hen was amused by him and was about to brag a little when Xia Simeng beside him shook his head slightly.

With a complicated smile, he said, "Chubby, as far as I know... it seems you're not the only one."

"Ah?" Baili Pangpang's excitement instantly froze, like a popped balloon.

"Not the only one? Then who else?"

Xia Simeng looked off into the distance, as if recalling something: "The Masked Squad... when Commander Ye was still around, they were also awarded two Star Ocean medals."

"[Masked] Team..."

Baili Pangpang muttered something, and the excitement on his face obviously faded a lot, and he looked a little unhappy.

"Oh, it's them...Okay, second is fine too."

When the [Masked] team and Commander Ye were mentioned, the atmosphere in the venue seemed to change slightly.

That was a legendary team with a legendary leader.

Lin Qiye's heart also moved.

Commander Ye...the figure who always wears a neat military uniform, is serious and never smiles, but is like a stabilizing force.

Ever since he joined the Night Watch, Commander Ye has been like a mountain, someone to look up to and someone who gives people peace of mind.

"Speaking of which..." Lin Qiye looked at Zuo Qing, his voice unconsciously lowered a bit.

"Commander Zuo, Commander Ye...how is he doing now? It's been so long since we came back, and I don't think we've heard from him."

Wu Hen also put away his joking expression and asked, "Yes, Commander Zuo, where is Commander Ye?"

"Logically speaking, for something as big as Shenlongguan, he should show up."

He remembered that whenever there was a major operation or crisis, Commander Ye would always take command or go to the front line in person.

As soon as this question was asked, the office suddenly became quiet.

Everyone's eyes were focused on Zuo Qing.

Xia Simeng and Kong Shang's expressions also became somewhat solemn.

An Qingyu frowned slightly, as if he realized something.

Cao Yuan lowered his head and his expression could not be seen clearly.

Baili Pangpang also felt that the atmosphere was not right and shut his mouth.

The smile on Zuo Qing's face completely disappeared.

He did not answer immediately, but turned around, walked slowly to the window, turned his back to everyone, and looked at the gray sky outside the window.

The only sounds in the room were breathing and the faint sound of wind coming from outside the window.

silence.

A heavy, uneasy silence spread in the air.

Zuo Qing's shoulders seemed to slump slightly. He raised his hand and rubbed his brows. After a long while,

He turned around, but without making eye contact with anyone, he just said something in a low voice.

"Go ahead and do what you need to do." **Chapter 681 Showdown**

Half a day later, Lin Qiye and Wu Hen sat on the city wall of Shenlong Pass and looked at the horizon.

The sea surface sparkled under the setting sun, and the occasional cries of seagulls could be heard from the distance.

Cao Yuan walked up to them at some point, holding three bottles of beer in his hand.

"Have a drink of this." Cao Yuan handed the beer over with a comforting smile on his face.

"Don't think too much today."

Lin Qiye took the beer, unscrewed the cap, tilted his head back and took a sip.

The beer was a little cold and had a slight bitter taste, but it made him feel a little more relaxed.

He sighed, looked at the sea, and said, "If we had told him earlier, perhaps he would not have died."

Wu Hen also took the beer, but he didn't drink it immediately. He just pinched the bottle and frowned: "Yeah, if that was the case, Commander Ye might not have left."

He was filled with self-blame. Thinking back to Zuo Qing's expression when he said that, his heart felt heavy as if it were being pressed down by something heavy.

Cao Yuan sat next to them and listened quietly.

He glanced at the two men's faces and said softly, "Don't be like this. Commander Ye made his own decision."

Lin Qiye turned his head and looked at Cao Yuan, his eyes filled with confusion: "But he is our superior, isn't it our responsibility to protect him?"

Cao Yuan shook his head, a complex smile on his face: "I still remember Commander Ye's kindness to us."

"He is not just a commander, but more like a big brother. He is of great help to each of us."

"But every decision he made was for our own good. Did you know? During the crisis in the North, he almost went to the front lines himself."

"It was your outstanding performance [Nightfall] that made him believe that we could make it."

After hearing this, Wu Hen's brows relaxed a little.

He nodded and said, "So, our [Nightfall] performance has indeed lived up to his trust."

"Yeah." Cao Yuan took a sip of beer and continued,

"Commander Ye is a man of steel. He knows what he should do."

"If he were there, he would have made the same choice. Your self-blame now is actually unnecessary."

Lin Qiye was slightly stunned when he heard this.

He looked at the beer in his hand, a complex emotion welling up in his heart.

He understood what Cao Yuan said, but the guilt in his heart was still hard to dispel.

"Let's continue talking about something else." Cao Yuan patted Lin Qiye's shoulder and said,

"I heard that your new equipment for Nightfall has arrived."

When Wu Hen heard this, his eyes lit up immediately: "Really? Then we have to go and check it out quickly. Don't let Xiaopang and the others go first."

Lin Qiye also smiled and felt a little better.

He stood up and dusted off his clothes. "Alright, let's go. We're a team with two Starry Sea medals now, so we need to be equipped with top-notch equipment."

The three of them walked into the city while chatting.

Suddenly, there was a noise in the distance.

A few people looked up and saw a ship slowly sailing into the port of Shenlongguan.

"What's happening here?"

Wu Hen frowned and stopped, "Why is there a boat coming at this time?"

Lin Qiye frowned slightly and looked in the direction of the boat.

After the boat docked, several people came down from the boat carrying a stretcher covered with a cloak.

The person on the stretcher seemed to have stopped breathing, and the expressions of the people around him were very heavy.

Cao Yuan frowned and said to Lin Qiye and Wu Hen, "Let's go and take a look."

The three of them walked quickly towards the port, and the soldiers around them lowered their heads with solemn expressions.

Lin Qiye and Wu Hen came to the stretcher and their eyes fell on the cloak on it.

Fang Zuo walked over with a hint of sadness in his eyes.

"This is Lu Qiu."

Fang Zuo's voice was low and heavy, "He overdrew his life in order to pass on information."

The feeling of guilt in Lin Qiye's heart surged up again.

He whispered to Wu Hen and Cao Yuan, "Lu Qiu sacrificed himself for us."

Wu Hen nodded.

Cao Yuan patted the two men on the shoulders and said in a deep voice, "Lu Qiu's sacrifice is a common shame for all of us."

"We must remember his name and never forget it."

Lin Qiye raised his head and looked at the horizon, a burning fighting spirit ignited in his heart: "Lu Qiu, don't worry, we will fulfill your last wish."

His words were full of determination, and Wu Hen and Cao Yuan nodded, and the eyes of the three were full of firm belief.

The seaside air was thick with the smell of salt, but it did nothing to break the oppressive silence that enveloped the three of them.

Lin Qiye stared at the surging gray waves, the rhythmic crash and hiss of the waves forming a sharp contrast with the chaos in his heart.

He could still see Lu Qiu’s pale and haggard face, the spark of life extinguished like a blown-out candle.

The message Lu Qiu held tightly in his dying hand came at a price none of them could truly understand.

Wu Hen cracked his knuckles, and the sound was particularly sharp in the silence.

His system, usually buzzing with inane comments and reward notifications, was now stubbornly silent.

Even it seemed to understand the seriousness of the situation.

He swallowed, the lump in his throat thick and bitter.

"Damn it," he muttered, barely audible over the wind.

"All deserve to die."

Cao Yuan, usually the most cheerful of the three, simply stood with his arms crossed, staring at the restless waves.

The wrinkles around his eyes seemed deeper, carved by the same sorrow as theirs.

He finally spoke, his voice hoarse with emotion.

"He wouldn't want us to dwell on our grief."

He paused, then added with forced ease, but no one had ever been fooled by him.

"Lu Qiu has always hated a dull atmosphere."

Another wave crashed against the seawall, sending icy mist into the air.

Lin Qiye suddenly turned around, cold anger burning in his eyes.

"He won't," he agreed, his voice low and dangerous.

"He's going to want us to make them pay."

Wu Hen grinned, a fierce, predatory expression that had nothing to do with his usual playful smile.

He slammed his fist into his palm.

"Then we'll do as he wishes," he growled, a sudden surge of frantic energy coursing through him.

"system,"

He shouted, his voice becoming even more grim, "I need something...explosive."

Cao Yuan just nodded with a cold smile on his face.

He reached into his pocket and pulled out a small, beautifully carved wooden whistle.

He put the whistle to his lips and blew. A sharp whistle cut the air like shards of glass.

A faint roar came from the distance in response.

"I think," Cao Yuan said softly, his eyes fixed on the horizon, "I just have something suitable."

He turned to face Lin Qiye and Wu Hen, his smile growing even wider, revealing the warrior nature hidden beneath his usually easygoing exterior.

"Shall we... begin?"