The crowd was bewildered.
Some even wore expressions of disdain upon hearing the other party's identity.
"We are fighting and bleeding on the front lines, and these officials are still putting on airs at a time like this!"
"That's why, no matter the dynasty, there are always treacherous officials in power. In such a situation, they don't come to help, but instead flaunt their authority!"
"I dislike this kind of person the most! I think the higher-ups should find a way to completely eliminate such cancerous growths, otherwise, it will bring disaster to the nation and suffering to the people!"
...
Song Heguo's mood was no different from that of the soldiers.
He heard the words of the Ministry of National Defense Director, but his body didn't move at all. He even shouted back.
"Director! Our battle is tense, and we have no time for an audience. If it's possible, would you be so kind as to come and help us resist alongside us first?"
Song Heguo's words clearly conveyed his dissatisfaction, and such sarcasm made the soldiers feel invigorated, all thinking that Commander Song was a true man.
However, upon hearing this, the Director of the Ministry of National Defense naturally understood Song Heguo's resistance.
He frowned, but quickly relaxed, showing understanding.
After all, everyone here had been fighting for the nation's safety for so long.
He, who enjoyed peace in the rear, was indeed a bit too arrogant in his attitude.
Helplessly, he could only force a bitter smile, sighing that it was all due to his usual habits.
However, he also understood the heavy responsibility on his shoulders, so he sternly shouted again.
"Song Heguo! Put away your petty emotions. I am here to deliver the supreme directive of the nation's highest leader! Please come immediately to receive the red flag!"
Receive the red flag?
Everyone was stunned.
"Did I hear that right? Is he talking about a regular red flag?"
"Are you stupid! Would a regular red flag warrant an order from the highest leader? Of course not!"
"Then, does that mean it's that exhibition?"
"It must be! We are saved!"
The crowd instantly erupted.
Song Heguo dared not delay any longer. He immediately flew back, came to the Director's side, and asked in disbelief.
"You mean, the highest leader ordered you to bring that red flag?"
The Director of the Ministry of National Defense did not answer directly but declared.
"The border front line concerns the safety of our nation. This battle came in haste, and we only learned of it recently. Special Special Forces Commander Song and all the soldiers, fearless of death, are determined to defend our homeland. I am deeply moved and have ordered the Ministry of National Defense to present the divine artifact, the red flag, to assist in this great victory!"
After speaking, the Director respectfully received a roll of red banner from his attendant and said to Song Heguo.
"Commander Song, what I just said are the exact words of the nation's highest leader. He also has a message for you."
Song Heguo, having lost his previous arrogance, lowered his head and replied respectfully.
"Please speak, Director!"
The Director of the Ministry of National Defense, with no expression on his face, spoke directly.
"The highest leader wants me to tell you! If this battle is lost, you are to bring your head to me!"
Song Heguo immediately replied.
"Please rest assured, highest leader! Song Heguo is a soldier of the Special Special Forces. Even if I die on the battlefield, I will never let the superhumans set foot into our country!"
Hearing this answer, the Director of the Ministry of National Defense nodded slightly and then said solemnly.
"Receive the red flag!"
Song Heguo cupped his hands and respectfully took the red flag from the Director's hand.
Immediately, he turned, faced the millions of soldiers, and raised his arm, shouting.
"All soldiers, welcome the red flag!"
The crowd instantly erupted.
The red flag was a super divine artifact passed down from ancient times.
It had not been used for hundreds of years.
Now, at this critical moment, the national leader sending the red flag was undoubtedly sending charcoal in the snow!
With this red flag, even if there were millions of superhumans, there would be no possibility of victory!
"That's great! The country hasn't forgotten us! The red flag has arrived!"
"To witness the red flag unfurled in my lifetime, I have no regrets even in death! No regrets!"
"The red of Xia Guo will surely be the most vibrant color flying in the world!"
...
As the soldiers expressed their emotions, Song Heguo had already brought the red flag to Han Lang and a few others who had been fighting with all their might.
Song Heguo did not hesitate and walked directly to Han Lang.
"Han Lang, your strength is the greatest. You shall wield this red flag! You must annihilate all the superhumans in one fell swoop!"
Han Lang did not refuse.
He also knew that the red flag was a supreme magical artifact, and wielding it with the strongest power would strike the enemy more effectively. Thus, he looked at Song Heguo resolutely and nodded heavily.
"Yes!"
Then he said to Tang Qin, Ma Long, and Tang Geng.
"Tang Geng, Tang Qin, Brother Ma, give me all the remaining Spirit Preservation Pills! I want to annihilate all the superhumans in one go!"
The three did not hesitate and immediately handed over four Spirit Preservation Pills.
Han Lang took the Spirit Preservation Pills, then respectfully took the red flag from Song Heguo's hand and shouted.
"Welcome the red flag!"
Instantly, everyone's attention was drawn to it!
Han Lang directly consumed one Spirit Preservation Pill, and then surging spiritual energy was directly infused into it.
Responding to the spiritual energy, the red flag directly rose into the sky, and soon it unfurled completely in the air.
Han Lang did not hesitate, consumed another Spirit Preservation Pill, and increased the spiritual energy output.
As the spiritual energy grew, the red flag fluttered in the wind, soon covering almost the entire sky.
The third Spirit Preservation Pill was consumed.
The red flag moved in response, like a giant red dragon, completely separating the soldiers from the superhumans, and simultaneously swiftly enveloping hundreds of thousands of superhumans.
The fourth Spirit Preservation Pill.
The red flag expanded rapidly, and soon it completely covered the entire battlefield.
The superhumans felt the might of the red flag and desperately tried to escape.
But no matter how fast they were, the red flag instantly enveloped them.
As the red flag unfurled, soon, most of the superhumans felt the sky darken, and all that was reflected on their faces was the red light filtering through the sun.
For a moment, all the superhumans let out terrified roars.
Some high-level superhumans even began to attack the red flag with all their might, trying to tear a hole in it and find a way to escape.
However, they were destined to be in vain.
All attacks on the red flag were like mud cows entering the sea, unable to stir up even a ripple.
The superhumans despaired.
As Han Lang shouted.
"Refine!"
The massive red flag instantly emitted a radiant light, its vibrant red illuminating the entire sky, like a red aurora, exceptionally beautiful!
"Hiss hiss" sounds.
Faint but continuous.
In a short while, the red flag automatically contracted, and in just two breaths, it returned to its original state and flew back into Han Lang's hand.
Looking at the battlefield, where there were originally dense superhumans, there was now not a trace of them!
Where the red flag had covered, the vast number of superhumans, under the refinement of the red flag, did not even leave a single hair behind!
The few remaining superhumans who were lucky enough to witness this scene were terrified.
What kind of technique was this?
In less than three minutes, hundreds of thousands of superhumans were completely annihilated like this?
Before they could be stunned for a moment, Han Lang, holding the red flag, pointed from afar.
"Soldiers! Kill them for me!"
Instantly, the sound of killing shook the heavens!
Having witnessed the might of the red flag, everyone suddenly erupted with unparalleled strength.
Everyone, even the cultivators who had already reached the Golden Core stage and could fly but had run out of spiritual energy, did not hesitate to charge towards the remaining superhumans!
"Kill! Comrades!"
"The red flag flies, proclaiming our national prestige! Kill those superhumans!"
Faced with such a scene, the superhumans had no courage to fight any longer. They immediately fled in groups of three or five, in defeat.
However, how could the soldiers let them go so easily?
Thus, the pursuit of the defeated enemy was staged.