I Really Didn't Mean To Be The Saviour Of The World

Chapter 297: Chapter 214: Competition_2

Translator: 549690339

So before initiating the communication, Daniel Thompson was mentally prepared to be scolded by Harrison Clark, but he didn’t expect him to curse so insidiously and indirectly.

I was prepared to be yelled at, but not to be insulted like this.

Daniel Thompson started to imagine Harrison Clark’s sneering expression on the other side, feeling extremely frustrated.

Damn!

Lion wanted to argue but was powerless, nearly being angry enough for an ascension.

He decided to play dumb, “Yes, I have a thick skin! So what if I’m shameless? What can you do about it?”

Oddly enough, once he said that, Daniel Thompson felt much more relaxed.

Unexpectedly, Harrison Clark quickly changed the subject, “Well said, Lion! That’s the effect I want. Actually, there’s probably less than one percent of real substance in this training tutorial. Your task is heavy. You need to carefully observe the places where everyone’s training seems to be stuck, and summarize these problems.”

“Or, you need to collect questions raised by combat members with certain talents like Needham Brown, Marthus, etc. Then send all the information to me, and I’ll answer them one by one. After I’ve finished, you can convey the answers, but also try to systemize the information as much as possible to create a new, widely applicable tutorial to help other Vertical Formation soldiers improve their strength.”

“Next, our Giant Wave Vertical Team, especially the Special Operations Team, will be the first to receive my direct guidance, and we will be a testing ground. We will accelerate the growth of the seedlings in the testing field and quickly promote the overall strength of all the Freedom Front soldiers. So you won’t only impersonate me once, you have to adapt. The burden on your shoulders is heavy.”

Harrison Clark said these last words with a solemn tone.

Daniel Thompson quickly understood his intentions.

“Thank you.”

Harrison Clark: “Don’t thank me, you shameless jerk.”

“Hahaha, yes! I’m shameless.”

Harrison Clark rolled his eyes, “I’m hanging up now, I’m still busy.”

Daniel Thompson nodded, then quickly said, “Oh, almost forgot to tell you, Captain Camp is currently discussing the rebuilding of the Vertical Formation with other captains at the Mars Base. If you’re interested, you can watch it too.”

Harrison Clark raised his eyebrows. Such a big event, and Old Camp doesn’t remind me.

What is he thinking?

Is he treating me like an outsider?

Wait, she had clearly opened the permissions for bilateral communication, but she didn’t mention the meeting. Is the situation at the meeting bad?

Harrison Clark hurriedly connected and heard Nora Camp say with an angry tone, “Who said rebuilding Giant Wave Vertical Team is a waste of resources? Just look at this training tutorial recently completed by our trainer, Daniel Thompson. Do any of your Vertical Teams have such excellent trainers? Can anyone analyze Harrison Clark’s first-person battle video to this extent in less than a day? Only my Giant Wave Vertical Team can make full use of everyone’s talents and resources!”

After Nora Camp finished speaking, a data transmission box floated from her virtual communication stream on the meeting table, stopping in front of nearly thirty other Vertical Team captains at the round table.

These captains began to browse the information and videos.

Nora Camp crossed her arms and remained expressionless.

The Freedom Front now has millions of Vertical Formations, large and small.

There are about one billion people on Mars, and one million Vertical Formations — ranging from large teams with millions of people to smaller ones with only a few hundred.

Relationships between large and small Vertical Formations are complex.

Some small Vertical Formations are independent, while others are attached to large ones.

Although large Vertical Formations don’t force small ones to become vassals, the weak often actively cling to the strong to enhance their value.

Due to the short rise time, all forces and Eagle Strike Warriors’ families that came to join were absorbed into the main base. The Giant Wave Vertical Team did not have any attached small Vertical Formations.

Those attending the meeting were all captains of Vertical Formations of similar rank to the Giant Wave Vertical Team or even larger.

After a while, these captains closed the video one after another, contemplated for a long time, then looked at each other and chose a representative.

The representative was a middle-aged white man named Gaius Julius.

He said, “Captain Camp, we have the utmost respect for the Giant Wave Vertical Team and you. The sacrifices you and your team members have made are of great significance to humanity. Please allow us to show our high admiration for you.”

After finishing, the virtual images of the many captains stood up from their chairs and gave a solemn military salute.

“However, throughout the history of our struggle, the Giant Wave Vertical Team is not the first one to make significant sacrifices, nor will it be the last. Everyone should be prepared to forge ahead on the path that our martyrs have taken, going all the way until death. We understand your feelings, but you must know that the Freedom Front’s resources are limited now.”

“We have to provide the people, effort, and resources to rebuild the Giant Wave Vertical Team. The resources can be solved, but our fighters have already established deep friendships and tacit understanding with each other through long-term joint training and combat. There is not much time left for humanity. Temporary transfers and retraining failed to achieve the same level of understanding, which is not in line with the principles of optimizing resource allocation.”

The others nodded unanimously.

That was what they meant.

But Nora Camp didn’t quite agree, “So, what’s your point?”