A Post-Apocalyptic Journey to Another World

"I object!"

A still somewhat immature but firm and resonant voice broke the silence, and then everyone in the conference room saw a young man walk in. After nearly a year of honing his skills, Zhang Xi was no longer the thin and frail figure he had been a year ago. He now resembled a snow leopard ready to pounce, exuding an agility and danger! His entire demeanor was also completely different. Upon seeing Zhang Xi again, Wu Sheng suddenly had a thought: even if a mountain collapsed before him, this young man would remain unmoved—this was the unique aura of someone in a position of power!

Zhang Xi was unaware of the image he projected to the people present; in fact, he himself was not aware of it. Even the ten years of experience in his previous life had not given him this kind of aura. This aura had only gradually emerged in the last six months or so.

The Zhang Xi of today is no longer the mercenary whose vision was limited to his own surroundings in his previous life. As a reborn person, he unconsciously began to consider problems from a broader perspective and take a holistic view. With an open mind, he naturally became more open-minded.

Wu Sheng was the first to recover from Zhang Xi's imposing manner. He said, "Zhang Xi, this is a confidential meeting of the division headquarters. You cannot participate. Get out!"

“Let him speak!” Huo Mingde said.

Zhang Xi stared into Huo Mingde's eyes for a while, then glanced around at everyone and said, "Look at yourselves in your military uniforms, do you still remember that you are soldiers? Do you still remember the glory of our predecessors!"

The words "the glory of our forefathers" struck a nerve with everyone. The First Division was an army with a glorious tradition, a unit rebuilt from seven men. In that war against foreign aggression, the entire regiment of over a thousand men was reduced to just seven wounded.

The regiment's designation was originally intended to be cancelled, but upon hearing this, the seven wounded soldiers immediately fled the hospital, running around and pleading their case, even directly approaching the highest military leader. Ultimately, the regiment's designation was preserved, and after the founding of the People's Republic of China, it was expanded into a rapid reaction division.

From then on, every new recruit was required to remember the origins of the First Division. In China, every glorious unit has its own spirit of heritage, and the First Division's spirit of heritage is sacrifice! Their glory is built upon the sacrifices of many predecessors.

"Today, here, open your mouths and speak to your ancestors. What does the glory they earned with their lives mean to you? Is it just a slogan you keep on your lips?" Zhang Xi questioned again. "What about the glory you vow to inherit every day? Are you going to abandon it now?"

Zhang Xi's hands gripped the conference table, grinding the marble surface into powder that flew everywhere, but he remained oblivious, lost in memories of Pingyuan City from his previous life. Two divisions on the flanks were ordered to retreat, but Huo Mingde of the First Division defied orders and held their ground, buying time for the city's inhabitants to evacuate. However, the exposed flanks were quickly breached by the orcish army. The First Division was surrounded, cut off from supplies, and soon perished after running out of ammunition. These soldiers of history had not abandoned their honor; they had shown the people of Pingyuan City with their lives that as long as they lived, Pingyuan City's shield remained.

But reality was harsh. The First Division was isolated and without support, its ammunition exhausted, and it only lasted for less than a day. In that day, ordinary civilians hadn't gone very far before the organized slaughter by the orcs began. The orcs' objective was clear: to reduce the human population and stockpile meat. The orcs' logistics were equally strained; they lacked food, and the capture of Plains City directly solved their food supply problem.

Thinking of this, Zhang Xi said again, "This war is completely different from the previous ones. In the past, although the people in the occupied territories became slaves of a conquered nation, they still had hope and could count on you to fight back. But this time, they can't even do that, because the orcs will turn humans into cured meat or roast them over a fire! The people will not become slaves of a conquered nation; they can only become food reserves for the foreign barbarians!"

The commanders of the First Division fell silent once again.

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While the First Division was intensely discussing the secret order to retreat, Li Yinglong, the director of the Pingyuan City Police Bureau, led a large number of police officers to various parts of the city in batches. Their target was the homes of engineers in various fields such as construction, electricity, and automation.

"Knock, knock, knock!" There was a knock on the door.

Mr. and Mrs. Zhang have been busy at the city center fortress recently, and today they finally had a day off. Unexpectedly, someone knocked on the door early in the morning. Han Caiping asked alertly, "Who is it?"

"It's me, Lao Wang!" came the voice of Lao Wang, Zhang Lei's best friend, from outside the door.

Han Caiping opened the door, and a group of fully armed police officers rushed in, along with Lao Wang. Just as Han Caiping was about to make a move, Zhang Lei, who had rushed in from the kitchen, stopped her. The couple exchanged a glance, understanding each other perfectly.

"Old Wang!" Zhang Lei saw Old Wang being held down by two police officers with his arms twisted and was indignant. He shouted angrily, "Let him go! He's a national first-class engineer!" After saying that, he pushed the two police officers' hands away and rescued Old Wang.

The two police officers' arms went numb from the pat, and they stepped aside in surprise. However, they didn't show it. After all, everyone has their pride. Two special police officers who couldn't stand being lightly patted on the arm by an older intellectual would become a laughing stock if word got out.

Li Yinglong took the two resumes handed to him by his subordinate, looked at them, and said, "Good morning, Engineer Zhang and Engineer Han. Please come with me!"

“What do you mean, ‘go with you’? Have we broken the law? As first-level engineers at the Academy of Engineering, we are not under your jurisdiction. I want to see Engineer Shan!” Zhang Lei said.

Li Yinglong chuckled and said, "Oh, you want to see your boss? Come with me, he's in the police car downstairs. And look at this!" He then handed Zhang Lei a notification letter.

Zhang Lei took the notice and saw that it was issued by the Chinese Academy of Engineering, requiring all engineers under the Academy to accept the arrangements and deployments of the local police forces they were assigned to! The couple exchanged a glance, and Zhang Lei tentatively asked, "What if we don't agree?"

Li Yinglong sneered, "Go and take a look out the window!"

When Han Caiping looked out the window, she saw that the entire building was surrounded by police. There were police officers everywhere downstairs, and even two armored police vehicles!

"We need to talk to the children about some things," Han Caiping said.

"You have five minutes! Don't worry, the government will take care of your families!" Li Yinglong turned and went downstairs. According to the message sent by Li Yinglong's father-in-law in Tianjing City, this transfer of engineering and technical personnel was actually a unified cooperation operation of the United Nations. The Tianjing City authorities attached great importance to it; otherwise, as the director of the police bureau, he wouldn't have personally led the operation. This is the way of officialdom: at critical moments, to gain political achievements, one must personally take charge!

Zhang Lei and Han Caiping arrived at the large police vehicle used for moving prisoners and, sure enough, saw their superior, Engineer Shan. This Engineer Shan was a straightforward and hot-tempered man; his head was bandaged, and he was squatting there sighing. Zhang Lei then learned the reason from Engineer Shan and Lao Wang.

It turned out that as experts in construction engineering, they were to be sent to Tianjing City to help build a giant fortress complex! The couple deliberated for a long time, but finally decided not to resist. After all, their bronze-level strength was no match for guns, and they were going to Tianjing City anyway. It didn't matter if they suffered some grievances, as long as it didn't affect their son in the army.

Unbeknownst to the couple, their destination was not Tianjing, but the United States. Tianjing had an abundance of construction talent but a shortage of automation control personnel, while the United States was the opposite. Therefore, they were being used in a trade, exchanging automation control talent for the United States. The true nature of this operation was known only to the high-ranking officials of each country; everyone else was kept in the dark.

(P.S.: Today marks exactly one month since this book was updated. I finally managed to squeeze into seventh place on the science fiction newcomer's list, only to suddenly learn that today, after a full month, it's no longer considered a new book. From now on, this book has left all the lists and is once again buried in the vast sea of ​​books! But please rest assured, no matter how it performs, I will continue to tell this story well, and I will try my best to make it even more exciting! In the end, I still need your recommendation votes, so please vote, thank you everyone!)

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