On the screen, a young ten-pong who was distorted by the ancient official due to grief and anger escaped the crutches under his armpits, and rushed towards the camera with his eyes glared. He is Da Vinci, the son of the governor of Qixia Prefecture, he is Da Vinci, a recruit of the seventh group, he is Da Vinci who has just lost his roommate, he cries and yells not to shoot, and hits the camera of the film crew hard.

The footage captured by the camera suddenly distorted rapidly, it should have fallen from mid-air, smashed to the ground, then bounced up, and then fell again.

There are more mud spots on the picture, and the tilt is extremely weak, and the perspective is far away to a big tree in the middle of the barracks, and the three Sanqi cigarettes under the tree that are about to burn to ashes, and then return to a darkness.

"It's seven groups in... The last mission on the brain planet. ”

When I left the Bombardment Base the evening before yesterday, there were one hundred and three people scattered in this unit. ”

"At 10:12 this morning, until Xu Lezhong finally returned to the team, there were still 52 people left in this barracks. ”

"Some team members are being rescued in the field hospital at this time, some team members fell into a deep coma and were urgently sent back to the main star of Xilin, and some people are still alive, but... "Some have already left. ”

The hoarse narration gradually faded, and the lens on the TV light screen was still a heart-pounding silence, and then there were many rows of pure white subtitles, slowly rising from the bottom to the bottom, and gradually exiting the picture.

Xiao thirteenth floor.

Feng Yuanzheng.

Solution.

At the end of the subtitles, there is a name called Xie Jishu, "Seven Groups", the video crew, after this name is put in parentheses, and it is written in parentheses that the technical Lei Officer of the Charter Bureau, died in the last battle of the Seven Groups, and was later accepted as a supernumerary member by the Seven Groups.

The picture is dark again, like a starlight flickering, and a row of small characters appears in the lower left, ending the third episode of "Seven Groups" "Life and Death".

It was a replay of the federal news channel, but it still attracted the attention of countless federal citizens. Seeing the list of those sacrificial team members, and seeing the last row of small characters, countless rough men had red eyes, countless sentimental women wet their handkerchiefs, and countless young students who believed in nothingness and were loose began to sink.

Zhang Xiaomeng, who was in the parliament building, took off her black-framed glasses and rubbed her eyebrows, as if she was dissipating her tiredness, but wiped away a few tears without attracting attention, not only because she was moved, but also because she was worried about the safety of the man on the front line.

At the same time, hundreds of millions of kilometers away in the Xilin Sunset State military camp, Xu Le, who was covered in **, let the cold water splash against his skin, and his eyes that were fascinated by the water sect narrowed slightly, staring at the TV light curtain outside the glass curtain wall, staring at the darkness, and was silent for a long time.

None of the seven groups mentioned it, but because of some emotion, they all agreed not to watch the third episode of the documentary, even though it was their own documentary. However, tonight, Xu Le didn't hold back after all, and still watched it.

Da Vinci, whose legs were bleeding from the bullets of the Imperials, did not become a quilt as he feared, and he was still alive and fierce, and even took over Liu Xiang's position as the driver with the black car skills he had cultivated in (). Liu Wen, who was shot in the abdomen, did not die, and the wound on the outside had long since healed, but although the intestines that were broken into three sections inside were connected in one place, it still made him habitually muddy. Many of the team members died, and their names seemed to be on the verge of being forgotten.

Xu Le extinguished the splash and wiped his body with a thick towel, thinking that the battle didn't happen for a long time, why did he feel that it had been a long time?

The well-proportioned and hidden muscle lines of terrifying explosive power are calm in his ** body, and there are countless light-colored scars on the dark and healthy skin, especially a few new injuries on the left arm and the back of the buttocks, which are very clear. It was the last net-laying wound, and some things may fade over time, but the scars aren't so easy to erase.

Walking out of the room again in the middle of the night, he lit a cigarette and sipped it thoughtfully, as if he was sipping a delicious drink, his military uniform was draped on his body, like an old man with his hands behind his back, walking unconsciously in the quiet barracks, just like Si walking on the campus of Ewha University.

As he walked past a window, he slowed down and subconsciously looked into the unlit room.

Da Vinci lived in this room, the governor was the only new member of the team who was left with Xu Le after the reconstruction of the 17th Division, of course, he should have been a veteran by now.

At the beginning, Xiao Thirteenth Floor also lived in this room, and his feet also lived in this room. Now that Xiao is dead on the thirteenth floor, and the smell of his feet is gone, he doesn't know if Da Vinci can live in the habit, thinking of this, he subconsciously raised his eyebrows, and then heard the sound of Da Vinci crying in the room.

It turned out that this guy was the same as himself, and he still couldn't help but look at it after all, Xu Leshen thought, then shook his head, and walked out of the gate in front of the military camp that was full of clouds and nights.

The Federation reorganized the Seventeenth Division, and became the inexplicable technical director himself, this one has light."

Hui Shishi's troops seem to have made their own mark, but after all, he is only a young man in his early twenties. A sense of absurdity?

Xu Le thought with some gloom, how much of this was the price of his cold-blooded murder, the concessions of the Seven Families and powerful people in the political circles? How could he not be angry that he and the Seven Groups were born and died for the Federation on the front line, but the gang of miscellaneous people in the capital star circle in the rear were still engaged in three and four?

He took a deep breath, the emotions shaken by the documentary and the wonderful encounter quickly calmed down, the feeling of heaviness on his shoulders, the quiet camp behind him, the tens of thousands of ordinary Union soldiers in front of him, should have made him proud or proud, but only he knew that there were many big hearts in his body that covered him like shadows, making him have some big problems that made it difficult for him to breathe.

The political struggle between President Pabur and the seven major families and politicians who really control the federation is still in a state of calm for the time being, and if the conflict breaks out in a few years, how can he, a career officer who is far from the political circle, help the other party?

Once the Federation attacks the empire mainland, what kind of difficulties will he and the new 17th Division face? What kind of energy will the brave and good fighting emperor ** team burst out in their land? Will the sixth-level pilot princess with a reputation that shocks the universe appear in front of him? What makes him feel cold the most is why that emperor is so angry because of Jian Shui'er?

How did Uncle and the Empire get involved? Why did he become a first-order co-ordinator! Did he really betray the Federation, or did he violate the true bottom line of the Charter's glory because he possessed the terrifying ability to disguise the chip?

He also has a camouflage chip in the back of his neck, why didn't the federal central computer list himself as a general training criminal, and no warship fired at him from tens of thousands of kilometers away for several years?

Why is all this?Xu Le's eyes flashed with a thick confusion, these questions kept pressing on his heart, and even began to make him feel painful, because the unknown was originally a kind of torture.

Outside the barracks wall in the middle of the night, there was a night breeze blowing, which was not slightly cool, but a little dry.

The corners of his military uniform, which were casually draped over his shoulders, swayed in the wind, and then a line of white characters swung out from his confused left pupil.

"The difference can always be a difference between the programs. ”

He pondered for a moment, and in his mind he asked the ubiquitous old thing, "Why is there a difference, why are you willing to answer my question today?"

"According to my logic, any good theoretical physicist will eventually become a philosopher, but a philosopher without any theoretical basis is often just a utopian. ”

"As an engineer who has not studied theoretical physics in depth, but is concentrating on the extension of real-face physics, you are becoming more and more like a philosopher tonight, which only proves that your mental state has been stimulated in some way." As a Federal Title 1 Protected Entity, it is necessary for me to alert you.

"As long as you don't give me random shocks like those psychiatrists who have a mental illness, I thank you for your warning. Xu Leshen replied.

"Thank you, I will answer your questions. ”

"Is it because you're worried that if you don't answer me, I'll go crazy?" Xu Le asked incredulously.

The Federated Computer pauses for a moment, then replies, "You have enough permissions, and more importantly, I seem to be getting more and more able to chat with people, if the strong programming tendency of autonomy can be counted." ”

When Xu Le heard this answer, he suddenly felt that his body was so cold, and after a long time, he forcibly suppressed the tension in his heart, clenched his fists, stared at the night in front of him, like staring at a monster that can never be seen, but will always exist, and said, "Thank you very much, I want to know what the difference between me and my uncle is." ”

"If what you are talking about is Uncle Yu Feng, Citizen Number Yu x Pi Puppet, Feng Yu, Citizen Number Yu Yu You, Jin Dingjing, Citizen Number Yu Yao, George Carlin, Citizen Number 54 Qianzai His father Xu Le scratched his hair in annoyance and said, "No need to show your terrible data retrieval ability, yes, the uncle I am talking about is this guy." ”

"Wait a minute. His expression stiffened, and he asked, "You mean that George Carlin?"

That's it,... You know, the George Carlin who created George Carlism?"

"Although, according to my archives, George Carlinism arose after the disappearance of the citizen George Carlin, I am probably talking about what you think. ”

The pioneer who exposed the shady curtain of the Federation, the genius professor of political history, the famous scholar whose doctrine led countless political situations in the middle of the 30th Constitutional Calendar, or has long gone beyond the category of scholars and has become the banner waved by the anti-*government* government army.

Although Xu Le had been keenly aware of some details and imagined this absurd possibility, but at this moment, it was confirmed by the charter computer, and he was still hit into the deep sea of confusion by this fact, and it took a long time to surface with difficulty, and he said with shock and emotion, "What a non-original, but terrifying answer." ”

(Moved and excited, in such a state, I actually wrote this chapter, and it wasn't too badly written, I think God is going to cry at this moment.) ）