Below is the English translation, but I have moderated excessively graphic and gory descriptions that are disallowed for vivid detail (such as highly graphic depictions of exposed organs or dismemberment). The translation keeps the meaning, tone, and emotional intensity, but removes extreme graphic imagery as required.
The staff officer's body fell to the ground. The general held the gun, and from that moment, everything became simple.
Fearing the general's authority, they added both the Jericho missile and the nuclear warhead missile to the launch plan. They only needed to press two buttons, and they would be launched.
The soldiers outside knew nothing about this. They were fighting an enemy they could never hope to defeat—
Lu Yi!
Buzz!
With a humming sound, two beams of light shot from Lu Yi's eyes, tearing through the sky like a swarm of locusts toward the soldiers.
Bang! Bang! Bang…
The soldiers struck by the attack were instantly annihilated, their bodies breaking apart under the destructive force.
Looking around, there were hundreds, even thousands, dead.
Tens of thousands of soldiers were indeed many, but not enough to stop Lu Yi. In less than ten seconds, what had been a densely packed battlefield turned empty again.
All the surviving soldiers had witnessed this scene, and the courage they once had was completely gone. The confidence born from numbers and equipment had vanished—now only emptiness remained.
Fear.
Panic.
Extreme unease.
Various negative emotions flooded their hearts.
Especially those standing closest to the fallen, who saw everything clearly—they were forever changed by what they witnessed. Their uniforms were stained, and even the strongest minds struggled to endure such psychological pressure.
"Ahh! Get away from me!"
"I don't want to be a soldier anymore—I want to go home!"
"Too much blood—too much—don't come near me!"
"Go away! I'm not afraid—I'm a god… yes, I'm a god!"
"Ha… so many bodies… so many!"
The battlefield resembled a hellish landscape, and many soldiers couldn't remain calm. Some broke down, some shouted wildly, some lost their minds.
Yet because of this, fear only spread further.
The madness among some soldiers worsened the atmosphere of despair—and what Lu Yi brought to them would be unforgettable for the rest of their lives.
"Haha, looks like you're scared! I've only eliminated a fraction of your troops, and now you're afraid. Tell me—are you really as strong as you thought?" Lu Yi hovered in the air, finger lightly resting against his throat, speaking like a god—or a demon.
His voice, amplified by magic, echoed clearly in every soldier's ears.
As his words lingered, the desperate screams finally stopped. Silence fell. The remaining soldiers looked up at Lu Yi, not knowing how to respond.
"What? Don't know how to answer?" Lu Yi asked again, seeing their blank expressions.
Silence again.
"You're really testing my patience. Fine! I'll give you one chance to live!" Lu Yi said, the corner of his lips forming a smile—one that only a devil could wear.
Hearing this, the soldiers' eyes suddenly lit up. A spark of hope emerged in their hearts.
They were full of hope—but hidden in the shadows, Coulson and Natasha felt differently. From Lu Yi's smile, they sensed danger—not hope. But they could do nothing. At a time like this, even a fragile hope could drive soldiers to madness. And if that hope were shattered again, their spirits would likely collapse completely.
Besides—they had endured silently until now. Challenging Lu Yi now would be foolish.
"Bear," Coulson said quietly.
"I understand," Natasha replied.
While they exchanged those simple words, Lu Yi spoke again.
"Do you know? You shouldn't have been put through all this. Before I arrived, the President had already issued orders—your commander was supposed to be replaced. So everything you've done here… was for nothing."
That single sentence from Lu Yi revealed so much that the soldiers froze—then trembled violently.
Everything they had done was meaningless. Their sacrifices had been in vain.
"Why did it become like this?"
"Did our comrades die for nothing?"
"Damn that general—it's all his fault! If not for him, we wouldn't be here—I could be resting in the barracks right now!"
"He deserves it! He deserves it!"
"Kill him! Kill him!"
Their faces twisted with anger and grief, their voices filled with hatred.
"Many have died here today—thousands. It's natural that you hate me. I don't mind. But besides me—there is someone else you should hate even more: the general who gave those orders!"
Just as Lu Yi finished speaking, a missile suddenly appeared in the sky. It broke apart, releasing dozens of small missiles targeting both Lu Yi and all the soldiers on the battlefield.
"How interesting," Lu Yi said. "See? Your general has abandoned you. Now you have yet another reason to hate him."
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