Chapter 230: Five-Star General MacArthur

As Qin Ming landed heavily inside the cabin, the surrounding bodyguards roared in rage, raising their weapons as they charged toward him.

Their equipment was top-notch, but against a melee monster who had maxed out strength and physical attributes, they were clearly outmatched.

The first soldier to rush in was sent flying by a single punch, tumbling straight out of the cabin.

The next two soldiers were grabbed and smashed against the iron walls. One was even thrown high into the air, crashing into the ceiling, severely deforming it on impact.

Seeing that close combat was futile, another bodyguard raised his shotgun and fired at point-blank range.

The concentrated blast hit Qin Ming but bounced harmlessly off him. Before the soldier could fire again, Qin Ming had already ripped the gun from his hands.

With a loud bang, the misaligned shotgun fired wildly, sending flames straight into the cockpit.

The pilot, who had been focusing entirely on flying the bomber, was instantly shot through along with his seat, collapsing lifelessly onto the controls.

The console, which also took a hit from the blast, began spewing sparks with a piercing screech, completely shutting down.

The heavy bomber lost all control, spiraling wildly through the sky. The occupants inside the cabin were flung around like ragdolls, with some unlucky ones screaming as they were thrown out of the aircraft.

Clinging tightly to the hatch, Qin Ming spun wildly with the bomber, completing over ten rotations in the air.

Finally, with a thunderous crash, the bomber nose-dived into the ground, skidding for over 20 meters before coming to a halt.

Billowing smoke and sporadic sparks emanated from the heavily twisted wreckage of the Rehe bomber.

From the deformed hatch, Qin Ming crawled out, dragging a one-eyed burly man behind him—the leader of the rebel forces, General Modorn!

After dragging Modorn away from the wreckage, Qin Ming threw him forcefully onto the ground.

Glaring at the disheveled one-eyed man, Qin Ming swiftly drew the revolver from his belt, loading it with practiced precision.

"General Modorn! You've lost! The war is over!"

Breathing heavily, Modorn glanced sideways at Qin Ming.

"No, I've lost, sure—but the war has only just begun."

With a click, Qin Ming pulled back the hammer and aimed the revolver at Modorn's head, ready to pull the trigger when a loud shout echoed from afar.

"Hyena! Wait!"

Turning his head, Qin Ming saw several tanks approaching rapidly, led by none other than General Germi Fox of the regular army.

Germi Fox jumped off the lead tank and first glanced down at the fallen Modorn before looking up at Qin Ming.

"Hyena, don't kill him."

"He's my trophy!"

"I know, but killing him won't do any good. This guy is more valuable alive—especially for your promotion."

Germi Fox's words made Qin Ming pause. After a brief moment of hesitation, he reluctantly lowered his gun.

Promotion was directly tied to his title quest, particularly the final blue-tier mission, which was of great significance.

As for Modorn as a trophy? Qin Ming, having spent so much time in this chaotic world, had long realized that killing people here rarely yielded good loot—only large vehicles did.

The so-called final boss, Modorn, had pitifully low attributes. Hoping for good gear by defeating a boss with a max stat of only 15 points? That was pure fantasy.

Weighing the two options, Qin Ming chose to complete the title quest by turning Modorn in as a living war trophy.

Seeing Qin Ming put down the gun, General Germi Fox finally breathed a sigh of relief.

This kid was a loose cannon—even willing to throw punches at Germi himself. He had genuinely feared Qin Ming would stubbornly shoot Modorn despite the warning.

A dead Modorn would only provoke the rebels into a frenzy and be of little value.

Killing the highest-ranking commander after capturing him alive? That would surely land Qin Ming in a military tribunal, at best.

Turning his attention from Qin Ming, Germi Fox looked at Modorn, now held up by several soldiers.

His usually stern face softened into a rare smile.

"Old friend, long time no see. How've you been?"

Modorn, his face grimy, looked up at Germi Fox and managed a faint smile.

"Don't worry, my mission isn't over yet. I won't die that easily. But you—you've found yourself quite the subordinate."

"That's right! This is the kid I handpicked! How could he be anything but outstanding? His bravery in battle is something you've personally experienced!"

"Indeed, but how long can that bravery last in the regular army..."

The bound General Modorn was escorted onto the tank.

The urban warfare raged on for an entire day before it finally came to an end.

The city ultimately fell. Despite their fierce resistance, the rebels were utterly defeated by the fearsome Hyena Corps.

As the flag of the regular army rose above the city, it was officially reclaimed...

By the early hours of the next day, the convoy transporting General Modorn arrived at the rear command headquarters, accompanied by Qin Ming and his crew.

They had come to receive commendations. Capturing Modorn, the enemy's top commander, had secured their position as pivotal war heroes.

In the solemn council hall, General Modorn was formally charged with over three hundred crimes.

Broadcast live to the public, he faced the cameras with a stoic expression, remaining silent throughout the entire proceedings.

As he was escorted away, Qin Ming and the others stepped onto the stage.

Dressed in a newly issued major's uniform, Qin Ming finally managed to wear his cap properly, appearing surprisingly dignified.

Standing alongside him were Kasamoto Eri and her squad, along with his two trusted subordinates, Shuk and Beta, who had flawlessly led the air raid with the Hyena Corps.

Seated at the front of the hall was a row of high-ranking officers from the regular army, each holding a position equal to that of General Germi Fox.

Publicly, they claimed credit for remotely directing the Hyena Corps to secure this victory.

Of course, as they had already reached the highest ranks possible, their involvement was purely symbolic—the true commendations were reserved for Qin Ming and his team.

Oh, and there was also another officer awaiting recognition: the former frontline commander, now Major General Collins, whose authority had been stripped by Qin Ming.

Although Collins had bungled the initial battle and cowered in a bomb shelter during the critical phase, he still had a father with the rank of general.

The official reports painted him as a valiant hero who had sustained injuries and could only provide strategic advice remotely, thus unable to participate directly in the final engagement.

Even Qin Ming's takeover was spun as Collins voluntarily stepping aside due to his injuries.

The assembled group stood in a row, each receiving promotions and a First-Class Combat Medal.

Shuk and Beta were promoted to majors, while Kasamoto Eri's squad each rose three ranks.

Major General Collins was reassigned to another base to continue serving as commander.

As for Qin Ming...

"Major Hyena! Congratulations! From today onwards, you are promoted to Major General and will continue to serve as the proud frontline commander of the Fourth Corps, now officially renamed the Hyena Corps!"

The federal prime minister solemnly pinned a medal on Qin Ming's chest, his face beaming.

"Oh, by the way, Major General Hyena, Hyena is just your code name, right? Now that you've been promoted and are on national television, it's time to properly introduce yourself. What's your real name?"

Standing ramrod straight, Qin Ming froze for a moment.

Turning to glance at the camera, he remained silent for a second before solemnly announcing with a straight face:

"My name is MacArthur!"

"Huh? MacArthur?"

"Yes! The Five-Star Emperor, MacArthur!"