Dawn Republic (full name: Dongtian District, Pan Zebei District Human Dawn Republic), capital city of Dawn.

"Father."

"Um."

General San Youhua took off his coat when he returned home, and saw his second son who had just returned reaching out to take it.

Thinking that when he entered the door just now, Sandin was waiting attentively in front of the door, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but turn up slightly.

I feel relieved, but I still want to say, "I've never seen you so diligent before? I just came back to do all this nonsense. How did you complete the task?"

"Didn't I come back from the dead? I don't know the final result of the mission yet. I can't ask about it. It's discipline." Sandin knew that the old man valued discipline the most and ran a family like a soldier. "But this time we found a big target, Titan."

E775 Mineral Star is simply a bug nest, probably a frontline barracks. Although there are no big ones, the number of sword beetles should exceed 100 million."

"Casualties?"

"Five killed."

"What's going on?"

"It's the crew. At that time, the landing ship we were on had just passed through the Novhaiman Cloud, and most of the warship's equipment was still restarting. Suddenly it was attacked by cannon bugs... The warship crashed, six crew members and five were killed, and two Marines were lightly attacked.

hurt."

"It's Nov Haimanyun again! It's a landing ship again! These old landing ships should have been replaced a long time ago!" General San Youhua stopped. He realized that he shouldn't complain in front of Sandining, a big soldier. It was a tough topic.

A twist. "You used to hide as far away from me as possible. Why do you come up to me today? Tell me, do you have anything to ask me for?"

"No……"

"If not, go back to the army!" General San Youhua glared, "Do you think the people in the command center are all blind? As soon as those of your team died and came back, they jumped up and down and went around the camp to inquire, pretending that we couldn't see?

"

"Hey, I have something to do, can you help me?" Sandin stood in front of his father and was attentive, looking up.

Well, if he treats you the same way as the military, if you treat him the way you would keep your superiors at arm's length, believe it or not, you will be beaten to death.

General San Youhua didn't say whether he would help, but asked another question. He was well-informed (old and cunning), and he could actually see the thoughts of these juniors clearly. "I remember that you hate synthetics, don't you?

The last time you begged me was because you had a fight with the synths in your team and wanted to change teams. Why did you talk to your captain today? Aren't they all the same type of synths?"

"How can it be the same!" Sandin suddenly became anxious. He had seen too many such attitudes in the past two days. Everyone he met would always say, "Aren't they all the same? What's the difference?" He couldn't understand him at all. "Ours.

The captain is more humane! He doesn’t open his mouth to give orders, but only talks about discipline. He has a coffin face all day long... He can also tell cold jokes! Really!"

San Youhua's face darkened, "Open your mouth to give orders, but keep your mouth closed to discipline, and keep a coffin face all day long." Who are you talking about?

"Those are all programs. They are essentially a walking computer!"

"No! He's not a machine! Captain, he's a human!"

Sandin directly yelled at his father!

The father and son bulged their nostrils and glared at each other like a pair of lions. After a while, Sanadin retreated in frustration. What else could be done? A fight between father and son? The two looked at each other in tacit understanding and calmed down their anger, otherwise they would wait for their wife/older.

Mom is afraid she will die when she goes home!

"I really can't explain to you what is the difference between the captain and other synthetics, but there is! Even if I am wrong, is there something wrong with the brains of the entire team? We have been with the captain for five years, and we have been together day and night.

People have more say than us. Yes, I lied a lot when I was a child, but even if you don’t believe me, don’t you believe the words of General Li Li’s daughter?

She even wants to marry the captain as his wife...can you understand what I'm saying?"

"Captain Wang Hu is different from those synthetic humans!" This was Sandin's conclusion.

"Okay, even if what you said makes sense. But just standing here means that he has been destroyed on the battlefield and the matter is over. What else do you want from me?" General San Youhua changed his perspective.

San Ding actually didn't realize that the old man was particularly "patient" with him today. When General San Youhua behaved like this, it was usually not because of the old father's love for his son, but because there were some things he couldn't say.

Sandin's attention was focused on the captain's handling, and he didn't see it. "But there is still room for maneuver, right? After the synthetics are killed, their consciousness will also be recovered, but their memories will be filtered and deleted, and only the combat experience will be retained.

It will be used to create new synthetic humans. I also heard that there are some special tasks that can extend the life of synthetic humans..."

"These are secrets, where did you get them?" San Youhua frowned.

But remembering that there were many second-generation soldiers hidden in that team, he really had nothing to say. Even he himself couldn't be 100% sure that secrets would not be leaked at home, let alone others.

Indeed, half of Wang Hu’s team were second-generation soldiers!

Because among the synthetics of the same model, the team led by Wang Hu 1976 ranks first in terms of mission completion rate, execution efficiency, and tactical flexibility, and is far behind other teams!

At the same time, the death rate (really dead, excluding consciousness uploading) is frighteningly low.

This feature has long attracted the attention of the command center.

While they were increasing their monitoring efforts, many generals, including him, also tacitly included their children in this team. In order to free up spots, members of Team K would be promoted and leave as soon as their merits were met, very quickly.

In just five years, half of the team has been composed of second-generation soldiers.

Although these bastards are all big-headed soldiers, they have quite a lot of energy when moving. Especially that girl Li Qingqiu, she will probably annoy her father to death.

*****

"It's impossible to help your captain retain his consciousness. There's no room for maneuver, even if we put together all of us."

General San Youhua thought for a moment, stood up, closed the door, and turned on the anti-eavesdropping button. Seeing the old man's behavior, San Youhua became nervous and stood quietly aside. "You are not young, and you will definitely have accumulated merits this time."

After crossing the line, the next step is Lieutenant. There are some things I can't keep hiding from you... This is a secret that belongs to the entire country. It is not a secret, but no one talks about it in public."

"Do you know what a synthetic human is? Do you know who General Wang Hu is?" General San Youhua asked two questions, but he did not need San Din to answer.

"Synthetic humans sound like humans created from machines, especially since they have many industrially manufactured organs in their bodies. They also look like robots, but in fact they are not.

Those industrial organs are functionally enhanced, but essentially restrictive.

What is strengthened is the physical characteristics of the body and the data indicators detected by instruments. What is restricted is the Zhoutian, meridians, chakras, five phenomena, elements, etc. mentioned in occultism, destroying all the principles!

Not only that, there are hundreds of suppressors installed inside those organs. If the limit is exceeded, they will explode directly!"

San Youhua's voice was low and gloomy, as if every word carried countless heavy histories. "Because the Academy of Sciences still doesn't understand the principles of those things, there is no other way but to restrict us. From the Empire to the Republic, the shackles have indeed been broken.

, but we also lost too many things because of this.”

"Why do we treat synths this way?"

"Because the so-called synthetic humans actually refer to clones cloned from the physiological tissues left behind by the first-generation Imperials!"

General San Youhua's words stunned San Din. "The empire? The one we overthrew?"

"We? We are the ones who overthrew the empire. We have nothing to do with you!" San Youhua glared at his son angrily.

"It's been more than four hundred years, haven't I caught up?" Sandin muttered.

San Youhua didn't want to pay attention to him and continued. "Actually, we and the Empire are of the same origin, and there is no difference in race. But the first generation of Empire people are different. Some of them are very special, with lifespans of tens of thousands of years and

The highest superpower potential! They... don't say it deeply.

In short, synthetic humans are based on this kind of human being as a template.

If you think about it, clones without any training have level three superpowers, while the country’s current natural talents with the highest superpowers have level six superpowers. Their potential can be imagined! That’s why they need to be subject to the most stringent life span restrictions and

The strictest destruction policy! A lifespan of 20 years is already the limit, but depending on your captain’s performance... there may be risks even in 10 years."

"No...if you say that, am I trying to trick our captain? Then how can I raise my head in the future? You can't trick your son." Saludin said with a bitter face.

"Do you think other people's fathers don't know how to talk?" San Youhua glared, "You haven't seen those people before. They are so strong that they don't even look like humans. They look more like gods and monsters from mythology!

Until the eve of the overthrow of the empire, that decadent country was already on the verge of collapse. But the reason why that country never collapsed was the surviving characters from the first generation and their clones.

The horror is beyond your imagination!

Who knows if there are any unknown means to allow them to return again, it will be a disaster for the entire country and the entire human race, so no amount of prevention can be too much."

"But what does this have to do with the captain? Even if the cells in his body come from the first-generation Imperial people, he is different from others. General Wang Hu is ours!

He rebelled at the last moment and died gloriously, so his clone should be considered one of ours..."

Sandin is still quibbling.
Chapter completed!