Chapter 236 Right and Wrong

"What did you say?"

"I said, I refuse this order!"

The god was silent. More than ten years ago, after Walter died in the ring in the second ranking battle, God took in three more younger brothers - Mocha, K, and Li Quanan.

Among the three, Mocha is undoubtedly the one who is most valued by the gods and has the strongest strength. Of course, the gods have also given Mocha great authority - the combat commander of the gods' side of the main battlefield in the layered battlefield.

When the gods do not enter the hierarchical battlefield, Mocha is the overlord of one side, holding the most elite power of the gods' forces and the most elite warriors. It is no exaggeration to say that before these things happen, if Mocha wants to have troops and self-respect, The gods can't even bring themselves to launch a campaign against Mocha - it's just that the cost is too high...

However, at the most critical moment, Mocha, a highly regarded military commander, gave the gods a counterattack!

"This is an order!"

"I reject!"

God's tone was heavy, Mocha's tone was firm, and after a while, Mocha's voice came from the communicator.

"I don't know what happened between you and Wenyu, or even Yanjing, and I don't know why the will of the earth issued such a bullshit order! I'm sorry, I don't understand the game between you at all, and I don't want to understand... …But at least, I know what is right and what is wrong!”

"Lord God, I have been on the main battlefield for five years, a full five years... Five years may have passed by in a flash for you, but it is not like this for us. We are faced with life and death every moment. We are wandering between life and death every moment. Fighting is everything to us, and our comrades are our relatives! Not only our side, but also the Yanjing side and the soul puppet side. At first, I thought the fault was with Lin Haifeng! , the fault lies with Yanjing. They drove us out of the main battlefield. I feel cold and chilled, but what chills me even more is your decision..."

"You want me to swing my butcher knife and attack my comrades? You want me to go against what I have always protected? You want me to go against everything I have fought for?"

"I want to remind you that they are not enemies. If you want to subjectively turn them into our enemies, I'm sorry, but Mocha will not be able to comply this time!"

Hearing this, the gods were extremely angry and laughed!

"Okay! Okay! You are really good! What big principles are you telling me here! Do you think there will be no one without you?"

"I know that all my men are your people,

I'm not telling you any big truths, but, Lord God, you have to know that what I just said is not just my voice, but the voice of all the soldiers. Now, I want to ask for your opinion again, or maybe I want to take another look to see if you are the one worthy of my following! "

Having said this, Moka was silent for a moment and spoke firmly.

"Please take back your order, sir!"

"no way……"

"Then I quit and go to NM!!!"

"Crack..."

A harsh noise immediately came from the other side of the communicator.

The god held up the communicator and his face instantly turned red!

"Okay, good..."

The god gasped hard, and after a long while, he dialed another communication again.

"Lord God."

"Adjutant, immediately mobilize all the soldiers who have been withdrawn from the front line at the gathering place in District 7 of Washington to attack the defense line of the main battlefield in District 7!"

"Well, sir, only Lord Mocha is qualified to issue orders on this matter."

"Mocha betrayed me, betrayed the world, and betrayed Mother Earth. Now, I will transfer all the authority of the main battlefield legion to you, and you will be responsible for handling all these matters!"

Perhaps sensing that the adjutant was still hesitant, the god added one last sentence.

"This is an order from Mother Earth herself."

"Then I understand..."

This time, the voice returned by the adjutant was much clearer.

…

Wherever there are people, there are rivers and lakes. Even a military organization with strong cohesion will inevitably have different voices within it.

Such as Mocha and his lieutenant...

Mocha, as a powerful general under the gods, takes charge of all frontline affairs - after all, the people who call the shots in this world are still humans. Having a human leader makes it easier to communicate with other forces externally.

But what cannot be ignored is that most of the gods' troops on the front line are still mutant creatures, and they have higher leaders - Mocha's adjutants, gods, and even the will of the earth.

So differences arise.

The noise from the outside world reached Moka's ears, but he just ignored it. When he exploded the communicator in his hand, he also understood that his position had been deflected...

But none of this matters anymore...

The important thing is to stick to your heart. When people are alive, they will stick to this or that. No matter they are good people or bad people, there will always be some soft places deep in their hearts.

This time, the God's order completely broke something that Mocha insisted on... So between loyalty and righteousness, he chose righteousness.

He didn't know how many warriors would make the same choice as him, so Moka got up and walked outside.

…

When Moka walked out of the room, what he saw was the people outside.

Countless mutated creatures roared endlessly. In desperation, they didn't even care whether the person they were talking to could understand the foreign language, they just shouted out various musical notes.

Panic, but with a little bit of order in the busyness.

On the high platform in the distance, the adjutant of the lion race was roaring wildly. Under his organization, the mutant beasts were approaching or moving away, and soon, the camps were clearly divided.

Needless to say, no one of the human race would believe the adjutant's words, and no one would believe that the gods would actually give such a stupid order, but the mutant beasts were different. About one-third of the mutant beasts stood beside the adjutant. They lined up neatly and formed a battle formation.

Until the formation was arranged, the adjutant looked at Mocha from a distance. Then, the partners who had cooperated for five years did not communicate at all. One stopped in place, and the other took the lead and rushed into the distance.

"Boss Mocha, is what the adjutant said just now true?"

Mocha was silent for a moment, but still nodded.

Immediately, the scene was in an uproar, and Mocha just flew to the high platform, looking at the chaotic warriors below, he slowly spoke.

"I can't do it..."

The low voice spread in all directions, and with these four words, the chaos at the scene gradually subsided.

"I can't do what the gods ordered... and you who stay here can't do it either, right?"

Moka knew the answer without looking up. He didn't look up, just talking to himself.

"Your choice was not wrong, my choice was not wrong, those who left, their choice was not wrong, and even those who drove us out were not wrong... But things still came to this point, so who made the mistake..."