Legend of the Supreme Soldier Chapter 485

And that was how Ye Chong leisurely cleared the deck.

In reality, he did not literally clear everything. Although he did have a complete list of these combative obstacles to knock down, he did not have the time. The news of defeat arrived Henna way faster than Shang had predicted, as he detected commotions in certain areas. And both Ye Chong and Shang were fairly convinced that it would only be a matter of time till the commotion reached every corner of the planet.

Other than the time left being insufficient, Ye Chong found the defense of the ship to be weak, *too* weak in fact. There were only a few teams of trainees patrolling on the ship, which was uncommon for a spaceship. He did weaken the defense further by taking out all the leaders but he seriously would not want to be welcomed with some unknown surprises hidden in the ship later. Well, still he had completed all the tasks for his plan. It took him and his vanilla apprentices an hour or so. Speaking of the vanillas, they had been drilled the bloodthirstiness and had started learning combats the true way.

They were superior but were still not a match to the adults singlehandedly. So they would fight in pairs, taking out enemies in a joint attack. That... was not exactly as efficient as one would have imagined. The shouts and punches lingered in the emptied vessel whenever Ye Chong cleared out every target in sight. Those came from the hardworking trainees of his who were still handling two enemies in pairs. Ye Chong would not provide assistance. It would be a quick kill of not only enemies but also opportunity if he would. These living dummies would promote quick growth for his students. No doubt!

Haskel was chaotic, as the remaining crew realized they had lost control of all electronic units. The sealing gates were tightly sealed. So they were technically stuck, with their own fear as well as a land-mowing killing machine.

The indifferent young man and his 4 violent minions had shattered the security in the crew, as the pilots were smashed.

No one could stop the slaughterhouse, the pack of hungry wolves. The surviving crew was confused though, since it appeared that these attackers had a specific set of targets, that they spared the few crew members, as they walked the crew members by, as if the crew members never existed.

People were restless, as they awaited the deadly time. Never once they expected such a severe security breach, especially conduced by such barbarians. They were the fourth largest weapon supplier in Gray Valley and certainly they spoke louder compared to the folks on the street. No organization would want to mess with them. Gangsters? They ran away before the safety pin was even pulled from the grenade. And the irony? Despite the weaponry and authority they gained from it, their fate was going to be determined by a few young men raiding their ship.

*Beep* That was when every single screen of their communicators shone.

"Fellow crewmen, I believe all of you are fully aware of what had just happened to your ship. I'm sorry but the ship now has switched its owners. All existing contracts would have their ownership transferred to the new boss of Haskel. Should you have any 'inquiry', just ask, you have all the *rights* to do so. Hehehehe..." The rascal voice rang like a blizzard upon their back. There was a pause, then the rascal voice continued, "As all of you had done a great work, there won't be any reformation necessary, we would take off in 2 hours. Be prepared or the consequences might be ... undesirable. Hmmm, hah! Don't be afraid, you'll be ever safer than ever as long as you do your works right. You have me on your side, well except if you want to switch side, then I'll..." The threat was clear in this one.

*Tick* And the screen turned off. Silence returned.

The crew members were looking confused, at a loss of idea on where to start at first. But that realization came simultaneously on each of them that they jerked, as if gotten electrocuted, and began walking around getting into position. They were unaware of the hijacker but they were fully informed of what bloodshed the hijacker had created outside, and they absolutely would not want another bloodshed to happen.

The leaders had been slaughtered. The crew members, the pawns remained in the field and they should be doing what pawns were supposed to do.

...

"Phew." Ye Chong let out a sigh of relief after securing the ownership of the ship with Shang. He might have a long health bar, but after so long he still got tired. His students, Xi Qing and the rest had already blended with the floor after collapsing.

Although they looked dead tired, Ye Chong insisted them to pilot a miniature vessel to escort the other trainees and their families.

Another hour lapsed in the process. Out of the 40 trainees, only 33 came. The 7 missing trainees? They were from Shen Ruxue's group. So, it was naturally justified. Everyone dropped their jaws upon seeing the gigantic Haskel. They could not imagine how Ye Chong hijacked the entire ship with only 5 of them.

The trainees were astonished in the beginning, but excitement soon colored their expression. It was a dream-came-true for most of them to be able to fight on a such a giant spaceship.

Shang had made the arrangement. So there were sailors to lead them to the accommodation.

Right after the newly joined passengers settled down, the screen was turned on again.

It was a projection of the entire pathway, towards which crowds were flooding. Noises, screams, of fear and agitation could be heard. The crew members held their steps as they looked upon the screen, again bewildered of the happening.

What happened?

"I believe you have seen what was going on the screen. I hereby inform all of you a bad news. The front-line had fallen. The alliance had lost. And by that I also believe you all should know what it means." Said Shang, as the visuals changed rhythmically, of every corner of the largest city on Henna where citizens were frantically scurrying everywhere.

It was hell on Henna.

It was dead silent in Haskel.

"This place has already been turned to hell and very likely most of the residents would not be able to escape this. Any form of migration, evacuation, transfer would not be possible." The tone was cold, so cold that it ached the crew members.

"There is no time for sentiment. All of you are not in a position to do that yet. Now, think of your fate ... and fight for it. Think of your family, your wife, your children. If you want to die right here and right now, then so be it. But what would happen to them? What would be their fate? Would they even have a future? No, save the thinking. You don't need to think about that. All you need to think is to live. Yes, to live. We just need to live. But what could guarantee our living? The armor of Haskel? The weapon of hers? No. It's your contribution! Every bit of your strength and every ounce of your courage, to fight for the next break of dawn." It came flatly yet it struck every single crew member in the room.

Ye Chong was rather impressed by Shang for he was able to raise the will in the people with simply a few words.

"Ye, we are going to fly. We have to depart now or we might crash into other spaceships," suggested Shang. He was right, the pathway was already chaotic. There was no longer anything recognizable as traffic. They got to force their way into the space.

"Mhm, let's go," nodded Ye Chong.

"All crew member, prepare for departure." The order was passed and soon they could hear the loud buzzes made by the heating engine, along with the cracks of the unmoved crates once laid next to it.

Haskel was departing, as gradually the ship left the ground.

Passengers, sailors, their eyes upon the crowding citizens in most fear on the ground. There was sentiment but there was also no time. They should not be sentiment as they could not even guarantee their own tomorrow either. They were glad for being able to leave Henna safely, while they also worried their upcoming fate.

As they bade a silent farewell to Henna with a heavy heart, Ye Chong and Shang were having discussion.

"Ye, what makes you think that?" Shang was rather curious. It was a pretty creative idea from Ye Chong.

"I dunno. It just came to my mind somehow."

"If you want to do that, we got to do it now," muttered Shang. "It'll be a major operation you know?"

"Right," Ye Chong nodded, "We do not have much time left. At least it'll be unlikely to encounter any red-tailed beast in the nearest course around."

"Wowie, Ye, you actually turned smart," Shang chuckled. "Well, let me take here for you. According to your plan you'll need to reform the combat units on the ship or it'll be pointless even if we managed to accomplish your brilliant idea."

"Okay," responded Ye Chong, without a doubt. He headed to his trainees.

Time is gold.

No one should understand the meaning of this proverb better than them right now.

Chapter end