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Chapter 924: Chapter 497, In the Name of the Battle Group

Lost four matches, and in an utterly humiliating manner.

The first match involved using Terminators against standard Powered Armor, lost; the second match was a duel between Terminators, lost; the third match was his own Powered Armor against the opponent’s Terminator, still lost.

The fourth match, infuriated, he sent out the Battle Group Champion, yet still lost.

The humiliation is actually secondary, the most terrifying aspect is the substantial actual losses.

The four who perished were all the backbone, the core of the Battle Group!

A Company Commander could almost be considered the second or third most important person in the Battle Group. Should anything unfortunate happen to Erso, a Company Commander could almost directly take over the work of the Battle Group Leader temporarily; the Battle Group Champion, unit champions are all absolutely the elite backbone of a battle group, and there are hardly many of them. Even the most easily perished, the worst-performing new recruit of ’48, represented the future of the Battle Group.

In a single battle, the loss of any one of these four would deeply pain Erso.

Not to mention now that four had died.

What is more terrifying is that Erso now had no more confidence. Before this duel between Battle Groups began, he had thought it would go smoothly, but now, he had no idea how many more would die before securing these one hundred victories.

But could it be stopped?

Not to mention there were a hundred hostages in the enemy’s hands, to stop after losing four matches in a row would be akin to admitting defeat directly. If word got out, Fury Flame Battle Group would seem as though they had lost all face!

Winning was best, losing was acceptable, but to lose in such a manner not only showed weakness but most critically, it would indisputably earn the label of coward.

No Battle Group could endure such humiliation.

Interstellar Warriors could admit to being less skilled or underpowered, resorting to the saying ‘know shame, then be brave’.

But coward? Shying away from battle? Retreating without a fight?

This would be the subject of everyone’s ridicule.

During the process of being transformed by the Gene Seed, due to physiological changes, many of their mundane desires greatly diminished. They could tolerate bad food, had very low sexual interest, and their desires for power and luxuries also diminished. In contrast, their pursuit of honor, prestige, and loyalty became particularly obsessive.

Interstellar Warriors regarded honor as their life. Although every Battle Group, and indeed each Interstellar Warrior, had a slightly different definition of honor and loyalty, almost none could ignore the damage brought by the label of ‘coward’.

This was almost the most intolerable slander for Interstellar Warriors; they would rather die than bear such a reputation.

Erso felt the same way, especially since the battle-driven culture of Fury Flame made them even less able to tolerate the infamy of fleeing a duel.

With gritted teeth, he would continue to fight this battle.

Erso once again sent out a Battle Group Champion, determined to claim this fifth match.

This time, he finally got his wish.

Although victory was not easy, the opponent seemed to be a ‘new recruit,’ not more than twenty years old.

In the past, they might have disliked not winning beautifully enough. But now… regardless, this was a victory.

To win was already very good.

On the field, that Fury Flame Champion seemed to hesitate, but ultimately, he asked Erso through the communicator if he could fight another match.

Erso also hesitated.

This champion’s strength, of course, was beyond question, but he had spent quite some energy in the last duel. Could he really win another match?

Losing another champion was truly something they couldn’t afford. All over the Battle Group, there were only three warriors who could bear this title.

Nonetheless, Erso eventually agreed.

The strong will of that Fury Flame Champion was one factor; another was that he thought, probably Phoenix could not produce another who could compete with the Fury Flame Champion, right?

Earlier, Kalduce definitely had the strength, but he was severely injured when he killed Cao Boyang and couldn’t come out to fight another match; Phoenix’s Battle Group Priest Rizzo unexpectedly demonstrated considerable combat effectiveness, even killing the first Fury Flame Champion who appeared, but was also worn out from the tough battle and not capable of fighting a second match.

Of course, if Matins personally entered the fight, it might be risky, but if that was the case, he would personally fight.

But, this sixth match, they lost again.

Inside the Phoenix Battle Group, a veteran claiming to have been through a century-long Penitential Expedition, the Phoenix Second Company Commander named Reginaldo, when he entered the field, Erso faintly sensed something ominous.

But ultimately, he chose to trust his own people.

And then, he died.

Although Reginaldo was also severely injured, losing a limb, it was better than being alive, wasn’t it?

With clenched teeth, Erso, and everyone in Fury Flame was silent as if they were in a library, and the duel continued for 67 matches.

In these 67 matches, they only won 11.

In the matches they won, they almost always sent the strongest warriors in the Battle Group. Besides the two who died earlier, the third Battle Group Champion also went down. This time, Phoenix really couldn’t produce another warrior of equivalent level.

Three continuous ‘new recruits’ fought, the first two matches the Fury Flame Champion won. Those two from Phoenix, to be fair, performed quite well, but there was a definite qualitative difference compared to the Battle Group Champion; they were relatively easily defeated, and though this Fury Flame Champion was injured, the wear and tear, although present, seemed manageable enough to fight another new recruit.

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