"The net-laying process on the three fallen stars has exceeded 97 percent. One-third of the entire Federation of troops has been smashed into it, and the Imperial people hiding in the mountains have nothing to eat except synthetic meat? Even if an idiot is replaced as the commander-in-chief, it is impossible to lose again, what am I going to do here?"

Zhong Shouhu turned sideways slightly, looking at the beautiful planet below the battleship, the dividing line between darkness and light was so obvious on the pale yellow planet, and every small spark that occasionally flashed in the hemisphere of the night actually meant a powerful explosion, I don't know how many of his sons and imperial enemies were killed in the process.

It is a very simple and thin declarative sentence, but it is natural and even somewhat justifiable to reveal a sense of pride and self-confidence, which stems from his experience of resisting the empire alone in the border of Xilin for more than ten years, from the careful preparations made by the federal military and him in the past year, and from the profound command arrangements of the past 100 days.

However, immediately afterward, behind the leather seat, he let out a sigh that was completely opposite to the previous moment: "I miss the red oil rat meat at the intersection a little." ”

Victory in military operations, the Federation is already victorious, the supreme commander of the military has a faint sense of boredom in his chest, and said: "The princess of the empire is waiting for us on the nebula, but the crown prince of the Federation has begun to take off his clothes and go into battle shirtless, and you, with Xu Le, a guy who even I often find inexplicable, I seem to be looking forward to something that will happen in the future." ”

Hearing the three words of the prince. Li Feng's eyes drooped slightly, thinking that Tai Zhiyuan was hiding his identity right now and taking risks fighting on the planet under his feet.

Mo Chou Houshan has always been good friends with the Li family in Philadelphia, and he has also met Tai Zhiyuan a few times, and some admire this character who has a different temperament from the ordinary family, according to the rumors circulating in the ground base, Major Yuan Zitai is currently commanding two joint battalions, and he is doing a very good job...... It's just that that guy's health seems to have been a little bad all along.

"Whether or not you can survive from the battlefield is mainly a matter of good luck. ”

Li Feng unexpectedly thought of what his grandfather said when he was very young. Thinking of the deformed and iron-blooded life that began at the age of twelve, thinking of the thrilling scenes experienced on the battlefield and even the cold glance of death in the smoke of gunpowder, the young lieutenant colonel's big heart, which had always been fearless and violent, shrank suddenly.

Glacial pits, wasteland forests, so many stray bullets, so dense rubble, and endless wildfires don't know or care if you're a princess or a prince, a farmer-like recruit or a viper-like veteran.

No matter how amazing and brilliant the people are, they all have the possibility of dying miserably on the battlefield.

"The big waves can't make gold, and the natural elimination of life and death on the battlefield can truly welcome the final winner. ”

With the rotation of planet 163, the Federation battleship group slowly entered the dark sky dome area, the light of the stars was blocked by the planets, the surrounding space was transitioning from dark blue to heavy ink, and the shadow seeped in from the floor-to-ceiling porthole, covering all the body of Zhong Shouhu on the chair, and also casting a cold and strange taste on his words.

"The upper echelons of the federation have been paying attention to the secretary of Shen University in Mochou Houshan, and several outstanding successors of the seven families. But they don't understand that without experiencing a real battlefield, these young people will always have fatal flaws. ”

"I admire Lin Banshan, but this man is so free and loves to live his chic life in Bermuda. ”

"Fortunately, there are other young people. In the stale soil of the Federation, which is full of darkness and blood, it is really a wonderful thing that a few clean fruits like Xu Le, you, and Tai Zhiyuan can grow. ”

"Maybe the history of mankind and the development of the Federation will still be as boring and dark as it has been for tens of thousands of years, but we must always believe that it is possible for the future to be clean, so that citizens who do not know the truth can walk more firmly. ”

"This is what George Carlin said, and I agree with me, I hope that the future of the universe is that of you clean young people, but sadly, I always seem to see that you will be as disgusting in the future as I am. ”

This kind of breath is often associated with some nice terms, such as responsibility, then you have to take care of the overall situation, you have to take care of the overall situation, you have to sacrifice the interests of a few, once you start this kind of active choice of sacrifice, you ...... It is no longer clean. ”

The self-sensing lights in the battleship's room slowly lit up. Zhong Shouhu lay quietly in his white eyebrows, a hint of self-deprecation surfaced, and said: "Little guy, I just want to remind you one sentence in the end, the future obtained by sacrificing others can only be a boring repetition without a future. ”

Li Feng was silent for a moment, saluted seriously, and replied solemnly: "Commander, although I can't fully understand, I understand what I should do if I encounter this situation in the future. ”

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"The world is yours and ours, but at the end of the day it's that dog mongrel. ”

In the military camp of Sunset Prefecture, Lan Xiaolong held Qingshu with one hand and hooked the military armed belt around his waist with the other, looked at the apology notice on the front page of the electronic newspaper about a false news report on Tsubaki with a sneer, and read out such a sentence aloud in a chanting tone to express his deepest disdain for the boring politicians and reporters of the capital's star circle.

The members of the seven groups are training under the leadership of Xiong Linquan, and the charter bureau's task of laying the net has basically ended, and the Ministry of Defense has not issued the latest instructions to this small unit that is in the process of resting, so they cannot carry out targeted training, so they have to be diligent to the point of outrageously carrying out arduous simulated battlefield retreat subject drills, so as to ensure that they can survive a few more guys on the battlefield in the future.

In the shadows next to the training ground, the camera crew of the Venus Documentary Factory is still faithfully carrying out their work, shooting a huge amount of footage, and then editing and condensing it into just a few dozen minutes and sending it to the television screens of thousands of households.

Liu Jiao, who was forcibly discharged from the hospital and returned to the team. At this time, he was lying in the hammock next to the tree and resting with his eyes closed, he was shot in the abdomen, and he was the key object of the seventh group, and Hou Xiandong sat on the medical box and followed inch by inch. After hearing Lan Xiaolong's chanting, Liu Jiao opened his eyes and laughed bitterly, and the healing instrument that was clasped on his abdomen like a bowl rose and fell, as if he was about to ejaculate at any time.

Magnolia looked at him worriedly, worried about whether he would laugh out or break his bowels.

Xu Le sat on the military bench, seemingly reading an internal press release of the Guoke Company, but in fact, with the help of the central computer in his mind, he was combing the movements of the two white light spots, and at the same time caring about the movements of the federal military operations.

"Don't read Schiller's lines anymore, we can withstand it, but Liu Jiao can't stand it. He raised his head and waved his hand to Lan Xiaolong, who was like a stage actor.

"Yo, I only know that our Chief Xu Le can sniff out the difference between the thirty-seven types of engine oil used in the M-series mecha with one nose, and can touch the chest size of all the girls in the golden nightclub with one hand. Lan Xiaolong complained and said bitterly: "Hey, I didn't think that you were still a literary young man, and you actually knew that this was Master Schiller's line, what's the matter?

The Chrysanthemum Night Market was beaten in groups, followed by Xu Le's news incident, and it was no longer convenient for the seven groups to go out and run rampant on the street. The officers and men were confined in the barracks, and they were already holding back a little anger.

Listening to Lan Xiaolong's mocking words, Xu Le was not angry, shrugged his shoulders and said, "I have told you many times, my master has read a lot of liberal arts books, and I have a belly of cultural literacy, but you don't believe it." ”

With that, he stood up, patted his buttocks, walked into his office, opened his work desk, and began his daily routine. Receive mail from the Capital Circle.

The first email came from Shang Qiu, who introduced the current development progress of the Fruit Shell Engineering Department on loading the supercharging system on the MX mecha, and asked how it felt to use the MX that all the colleagues in the engineering department had specially tuned for Xu Le in the recent battle.

Xu Le only wrote the word thank you in the email he replied to, and then stopped, a wry smile flashed on his face. In these months of fighting, he has never had the opportunity to use a mech, where can he talk about what it feels like?

At the end of the email, Shang Qiu seriously mentioned that it might be not long before she would bring a test team to the Xilin front in person.

Thinking of the ubiquitous deaths on the front line, Xu Le's eyebrows were slightly heavy, a little worried, and suddenly he thought that before the last launch mission on 3320, he didn't have Shang Qiu's name in his long-winded last words, which was really ashamed......

The second email came from Jian Shui'er, she said in the letter that she had sent him a gift, so that he could remember to sign for it and keep it confidential, as for the mailing process, Yunyun did not need to worry, it was in the name of the Philadelphia family, presumably the military would treat it carefully.

Xu Le was stunned, he didn't understand what kind of gift it was, he actually wanted to occupy the tense military material delivery channel, and let Jian Shui'er be willing to invoke the authoritative position of the Li family in Philadelphia.

Puzzled, he went to an email to inquire seriously, and after dealing with the matters at hand, he walked out of the barracks, whispered a few words to Magnolia, and drove out of the barracks in a black car.

At the gate of the barracks, the black car was stopped by the team members who had just finished a round of brutal training, and several team members said excitedly: "Boss, the camera crew said just now that the third episode will be released next week, don't forget to watch it then." ”

The most important event of the Federation at the moment is, of course, the war on the Xilin Front. For hundreds of millions of people, the most real embodiment of this important historical event, and the specific object they care about the most, is the documentary called "Seven Groups", which only showed two episodes, and it triggered a viewing frenzy in the Federation.

Xu Le was slightly stunned, thinking that it seemed to be a little earlier than the news channel announcement, could it be related to the news event a few days ago?

Lan Xiaolong squeezed into the crowd and asked loudly, "Where do you want to go to play alone?" ”

Xu Le glanced at him and replied honestly, "I'm going to see the rabbit on Wei Er Road." ”

Lan Xiaolong's face darkened slightly, and he gasped and said, "I don't discriminate against homosexuals, but is it a bit too arrogant and shameless for you to shout out so openly and brightly?"

He immediately turned away from the black car and complained, "This is the future that the Federation focuses on cultivating?"

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(I must be verbose, nonsense: I wrote a few hundred words yesterday morning, got on the bus at noon, arrived in Wuhan in the evening, wrote a few hundred words at the airport, very bitter, wrote more than a thousand words on the plane, wrote yesterday's chapter, and was in a stable mood, and then went to the hotel in Harbin at 11:40, where I stayed many times, but I couldn't get on the Internet last night, and I couldn't make a phone call, and the old state-run hotel was ...... No more.

I was very annoyed at the time, trying to update with my mobile phone on the Internet, and confirmed for the second time that it was something that could never be done, at least I couldn't do it, I didn't care about traffic, but I couldn't enter the author's area at all, and then called the leader, sent an MMS message to the past, and asked her to help update, and the result was ...... Well, the leader's whitening is much worse than mine, and she admits it.

Both sides were angry, she said that she would take a leave of absence, I was unwilling, because I said that it would be constantly updated, and the most important thing is that I clearly wrote it, master, if it is broken, it is thanks to it, it is Dou E's feeling, you can understand, so I insisted......

Mobile phone QQ?I can't send files.,Same as above.,I'm also a big electric white.。 In the end, I finally sent a mobile phone email, and the format was completely destroyed, and the leader retypeset, and it was very late, and the leader asked me what I could say, and I said that you said, and she said that she was very tired and didn't say it, so she didn't say it.

So today he said such a big bunch of nonsense, just to vent his emotions at that moment last night, his.

Daqing this afternoon, Heshi......

There are a few more sentences, wearing short sleeves when getting on the plane, the flight attendant said sweetly before getting off the plane that it was minus thirteen degrees, and the Harbin uncle who had been in Sanya for four months next to him was angry and was about to burst, I didn't explode, I brought enough warm clothes.

However, I still caught a cold. Repeat the Nth emotion, our great motherland is really too big, repeat the Nth plus 1 emotion, I am not sentimental but extraordinarily susceptible, ugly but extraordinarily delicate incompetent waste pig.

Above, I wish you all a happy life, better than me, hehe, in the end, finally happy.