Ming Dynasty and New Rome and Infinite Magic Machine

Chapter 1666 The Boundaries of Firepower

"So, are you really going to come in?" Victoria asked.

She also realized the problem. If the situation continued to develop in this way, the Romans clearly couldn't stop them.

Rome encountered a problem, but the better part of the matter was that Rome was in a stage where it "wouldn't destroy itself," allowing the royal army to intervene and solve the problem.

It's like a child wielding a dagger. While dangerous, a child's observation skills are too limited, and their reach is too short. The bigger problem is that they could easily injure themselves, rather than hurting others. Therefore, in such situations, you should approach from behind as quickly as possible and seize control of their hand holding the dagger.

However, the situation is different if a small child is holding a handgun. A dagger in a child's hands might hurt himself, but it's unlikely to cause significant harm to an adult. With a handgun, everyone is equal; not only a child, but even a gorilla or monkey could kill with a gun in their hands—in fact, a gun in the hands of a gorilla is more dangerous than in the hands of a child.

Rome is currently a child holding a dagger, but could turn into a child holding a pistol or machine gun at any moment.

At the same time, it is also possible that it will turn into a gorilla wielding a machine gun.

There is a fundamental difference between children and gorillas.

If a child gets hold of a machine gun, then as a more mature individual among humans, an adult would probably do their best to rescue them.

But if it's a gorilla with a machine gun, the problem is much simpler—just take out the individual with the gun.

Rome is situated at such a crossroads.

In Rome's final moments of glory, its energy level was unexpectedly on the rise. Just as monks draw power from spiritual energy, this Rome might very well be drawing power from other dimensions to make itself stronger and more dangerous.

This is how they switched from daggers to machine guns.

But is Rome a child or a gorilla? Should Rome have been shot dead on the spot?

Rome, after all, is not a child or a gorilla in the true sense. What Rome truly is depends on how Shangluo views it.

"Shangluo, you...you're going to take control of Cybernia now?"

"Hmm." Shang Luo nodded. "I think it's time. You know, right? Based on what I found in your father's office, things have become very dangerous. I want to put an end to this before it's too late. What do you think?"

"I"

Victoria was still somewhat hesitant.

She hesitated for three seconds.

“Okay, I agree,” Victoria nodded. “It’s up to you.”

This certainly requires some hesitation. After all, Cybernia was Rome's last remaining territory. To relinquish control of Cybernia would be to declare Rome's utter defeat.

Clearly, Shangluo has no intention of doing so. The armed Imperial Guards entering the city are primarily for defense. But all of this could easily escalate into another state—complete occupation.

However, Victoria had unconditional trust in Shangluo. She took three seconds to think before making a decision that most monarchs would never make.

“I will order Cybernia to surrender. You may come in.” “Thank you for your cooperation. See you in a bit.” Shang Luo hung up the phone and looked at the leader of the rapid reaction force of the First Airborne Column beside him.

“I see one sentence in your eyes: ‘It’s you again.’” Lu Huaiyang looked at Shang Luo with a knowing look. “That’s what you’re thinking, isn’t it?”

"No, no, no, I didn't, I didn't."

"That's what you think. But have you ever considered that I'm a commander of a thousand men, right? But where am I a commander of a thousand men? Where are the thousand men under my command?"

"Right here?"

“That’s right.” Lu Huaiyang nodded. “Right here. So my apprentice, Wen Yuan, isn’t on the special operations route—otherwise I would have sent him to be the emperor’s personal attendant long ago. He’s on the route of a guard like me, so he’s going to a military academy. Speaking of which, didn’t we meet before? Right at the beginning.”

"Ah, right." Shang Luo remembered that when they first met, it was Lu Qianhu who led a team to find him on a mission, back in Las Vegas.

A long time has passed in the blink of an eye, and this is only the second time he has seen Commander Lu leading a team out on a mission alone.

"But it seems like you, Commander Lu, have a lot of free time."

"Because if the rapid reaction force gets busy, what would happen? The world would be in chaos. The rapid reaction force needs two things—first, loyalty, receiving orders directly from the emperor himself. As you've seen, I receive orders directly from the emperor. Second, speed. Sometimes when you don't see me, it's because I've gone on a mission. It's just that we're quick, so you didn't notice that I actually led my men out and came back. There aren't many things that can keep me busy, and your matter was one of them. Normally, we mainly prepare for war."

"So that's how it is. No wonder Wen Yuan was able to get me permission to inspect the rifles so easily."

“Yes, I approved it.” Lu Huaiyang nodded. “So, with that look in your eyes, what do you think I did before? Do you think I do nothing because I’m always hanging around in front of you?”

"No, no," Shang Luo shook his head vigorously. "I just didn't realize that your 'Thousand-Household Office' was actually here, Commander Lu."

"It's normal that you didn't notice. Because our 'Thousand-Household Station' mainly focuses on preparation and waiting."

After all, the most important thing for a rapid reaction force is "preparedness." All personnel must remain in Yingtian and be able to regroup at any time when needed. As the unit commander, Lu Huaiyang's job is to wait before the emperor, ready to deploy at any moment.

But he couldn't just sit idly by and do nothing. Since it was he who had initially "rescued" Shangluo, Zhu Xianxi put him in charge of the liaison work between Shangluo and Shangluo.

This job was very similar to his previous one—maintaining contact with top-secret information. He needed to constantly contact the emperor and Shangluo to ensure his information was up-to-date and that he could provide feedback when necessary.

"So, how many such rapid reaction forces are there?"

“Four,” Lu Huai replied. “Our place is actually at the same administrative level as the alchemy workshops of the Embroidered Uniform Guard.”

"So, were you in charge of confiscating their property before?" Shang Luo asked.

“You’ve been watching too much TV, haven’t you? The Embroidered Uniform Guard raiding houses,” Lu Huaiyang said, pressing his forehead. “But we do do raid houses—that’s how it was hundreds of years ago. After all, raiding houses is all about speed, right? You have to be quick enough to get silver; if you’re slow, you’ll only get pawn tickets. These days, there aren’t many places that need us to raid houses. Why are you asking this?”

“Victoria just nodded. Now we can begin ransacking the house.”

(End of this chapter)