In a remote industrial town in the four prefectures around the mountains of the 2nd region, it is the yellow sun that warmly shines on those simple buildings. (Specializing in providing the planetary system, it has several of the most important resource stars of the Federation, as well as the Federation's largest heavy industry base, and the mechanical production company of the Fruit Shell Mobile Company, most of the production lines are set up on the planet.)

The prosperity of federal industry, the difference between the rich and the poor on this planet is also particularly fully expressed, so it is natural in the eyes of historians that a group of militants who dare to confront the federal government have been raised in Qinglong Mountain, which is surrounded by four heavy industrial states.

Although the Confederation has been passing legislation over the years, seeking a balance between the interests of capitalists and workers, and has achieved a lot of success, the rise of George Carlinism in the federal society has dealt a fatal blow to this attempt. The army has been surrounded and suppressed for decades, but it has become more and more powerful.

Fortunately, in the past decade or so, the federal government has pursued a policy of combining armed strikes with economic blockades, and it has succeeded in curbing the momentum of the army's development, until the militants have been driven out of the mountains and forests in recent years.

The people living in the two thousand kilometers of the two large mountain ranges that surround the four large states of the mountain range were the bases of the federal heavy industry, even if they do not support the military force, are also staunch supporters of the civil disobedience doctrine of the Medellín parliamentarians.

Due to years of fighting and the draconian federal lockdown policy, the industrial area near Qinglong Mountain has gradually become deserted, especially this industrial town, which is full of signs of decay.

Zhang Xiaomeng, who was wearing a work uniform, walked out of the workshop of the relay station, greeted the work partners who passed by him with a smile, and walked back to his room. It's been more than half a year since she came to S2, and under the arrangement of the leader, she entered this industrial town incognito, and the nominal relay station is actually a hidden information node of the ** army intelligence organization in the mountains, and she is the person in charge here.

In the past half a year, Zhang Xiaomeng has experienced the terrorist attack of the concert, and has also personally experienced several secret encirclement and suppression by the government army, although those small-scale encirclement and suppression of the government did not admit it, and the real implementation is also the three large security companies in the Federation, but those blood and fire battles, the death of her companions and the dismembered flesh and blood, made her mature quickly, and she is no longer the young girl who only knew her ideals back then.

The treachery and cruelty of the federal government, like cold facts, educated her, made her give up any illusions, and deep down began to doubt in her heart whether the non-violent advocacy of the Medellín parliamentarians and the idea of joining federal politics were a legitimate seizure of power or a capitulationism.

The first three have been ruthlessly destroyed by the government's mercenaries, and many of his companions have died, but Zhang Xiaomeng has not become numb to death because of this, but has devoted himself more seriously to his work, carefully and quickly combing the information returned from the capital, and then transmitted it to the mountains through secret channels.

In the cafeteria, a box of potatoes and roasted beans was played, with white rice, accompanied by the sunset, Zhang Xiaomeng squatted on the edge of the forest to start his own dinner, and from time to time pulled the silk that fell down to the other side, the black-framed glasses were no longer there, and the original beautiful face was a little darker, but it also looked a little healthier and more resolute.

The meals were not tasty. But Zhang Xiaomeng ate with relish. Because she knew it was even the food. At the moment of a severe federal lockdown. For the partisans. It's not easy. Finish the last bite of your meal. Haven't had time to wash the dishes yet. She was called back.

"Why are you here?" Zhang Xiaomeng looked at the middle-aged lewd uncle in front of him. Said in surprise.

She is probably the only one in the entire relay station. I knew that this middle-aged uncle was the head of the ** military intelligence organization. He was called one of the five people who were most worth learning from.

"Has the news passed?"

"Hmm. Zhang Xiaomeng replied cleanly.

The middle-aged uncle was silent for a moment. looked at Zhang Xiaomeng and said, "You should have seen my analysis." Behind the Federation's new mechs. Hidden is the question of the place of the presidential election. The organization has long since lost control of the Medellín Commissioner. But Xu Le was involved in this matter. For what. You should be well aware. ”

Zhang Xiaomeng lowered her head and said softly, "Understood." ”

The middle-aged uncle said: "The organization does not want a young man who is sympathetic to the progressive forces to put himself in danger because of this misunderstanding, so it agrees with you to contact him and tell him that you are still alive." ”

"Thank you. Zhang Xiaomeng said.

"Prepare, we're going to be out soon. He said with a serious expression: "The federal presidential election has reached a tense moment, and as far as I know, some people in the Federation are about to start attacking Medellín, and I think it's time for us to do something." ”

"What can we do?" asked Zhang Xiaomeng seriously.

"Do you have the courage to stand in the halls of Congress, in front of the eyes of millions of people in the Union...... Accusing Medellin?" The middle-aged uncle quietly looked into Zhang Xiaomeng's eyes.

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No misunderstanding, no story. However, human life, or the universe, is inherently the result of countless misunderstandings

Countless billions of years ago, that little black dot, perhaps it was the misunderstanding of their own 7, that they were unwilling to be lonely and exploded, releasing countless energy substances, creating time, shaping a long river of history, and letting those intelligent lives born by chance deduce scenes of misunderstandings, joys and sorrows.

Maybe it wasn't a misunderstanding in the first place, but a deception. When Xu Le drove to the Galaxy Cemetery in a black car, he thought of the email he saw in the morning, and he thought so in his heart.

He hummed softly to the tune of twenty-seven glasses of wine, and drove the car along the mountain road briskly, and there seemed to be no anger after being deceived, because he didn't know that the email was from Zhang Xiaomeng, and thought that some bad uncle would take the initiative to contact him after knowing that he had won the battle of Kaqifeng, and he could no longer hide in the dark and watch the play.

Escaping from the Donglin Region to the Duxing Circle, the relationship between Uncle Feng Yu and the Li family in Philadelphia gradually appeared, as well as the vague truth of those things, Xu Le had already confirmed that Uncle Feng Yu was a very great person, and a big explosion failed to kill him back then, why did he die two years ago?

When they broke up in the suburbs of Hexi Prefecture, Uncle Feng Yu gave him the metal bracelet and told him not to think about avenging himself, plus Xu Le has been convinced that the extremely fierce uncle must be alive and well in a corner of the universe recently, so he naturally thought that the email was from Uncle Feng Yu.

Knowing that the uncle was still alive, Xu Le's heart could not give birth to the slightest anger of being deceived, and some were just joy bursting out from the depths of his heart.

With this intense joy, one might even say ecstasy, he drove into the Galaxy Cemetery in a black car. Holding a bouquet of flowers and walking to a quiet corner in the depths of the cemetery, looking at the three words Shen Yulin engraved on the black stone, Xu Le's face did not show sadness, he just squatted down quietly, picked the fallen leaves on the black stone, and put the flowers on it.

Uncle Feng Yu and Professor Shen Lao are the two most important teachers in his mechanical repair career, although he has not been with Professor Shen for a long time, in terms of feelings, Xu Le must be much closer to Feng Yu, but the trust and trust of Professor Shen before he left made him feel extremely warm.

The uncle is still alive, and the core data left by Professor Shen helped the Federation to develop a successful mecha, and happy things came together, and in this year, Xu Le's mood was rarely so relaxed and happy.

He lit two cigarettes, one on the edge of Professor Shen's tombstone, and the other on his finger and inhaled slowly, the light blue smoke rising in the cemetery in late autumn, like a mountain mist.

I don't know if it was smoked, Xu Le's eyes were a little sour, and he naturally remembered the situation when the professor sat on the ladder in the laboratory and smoked with him before he died.

He looked at the black headstone, was silent for a moment, and then said, "Professor, we succeeded. ”

Probably in the last few days, the federal government will hold an official press conference to inform the development process of the mecha, the Federal Academy of Sciences is discredited, on the small white flower mecha of the Fruit Shell Mobile Company, in the history of the Federation, it will inevitably remember Shen Yulin, the name that is about to be forgotten.

Suddenly remembered the footsteps in the cemetery, Xu Le stood up, looked back, and saw a pale old man walking over this way, accompanied by several people.

Xu Le had only seen the old man's back from a distance at the door of the high-end hotel, but the photos in countless books and magazines, and the pictures in the news, made him quickly recognize the identity of the other party, but he didn't understand why this person came to the cemetery.

Lin Yuanhu slowly walked to the tomb of Professor Shen and looked at the one in the tomb. In just a few days, the leader of the federal academic community looked many years old, and his whole person was like a withered tree, ready to fall at any time in the autumn wind.

"You're Xu Le, right?"

"Yes. ”

"Tomorrow I will resign as president of the Federal Academy of Sciences. ”

The old age spots on Lin Yuanhu's face were particularly obvious, Xu Le noticed this, but he thought of Professor Shen's appearance before he died, and after a moment of silence, he suddenly said, "Why are you here?

"I've been to this cemetery before. Lin Yuanhu coughed lightly twice, stopping the entourage from stepping forward, and said in an old voice: "I just hope to be able to get his or your forgiveness." ”

Xu Le looked at him quietly, and Shang Qiu had already told him in detail about the scene in the command hall, but he didn't know why, looking at Lin Yuanhu's calm expression of atonement, he felt a strong discomfort in his heart. He stared at Lin Yuanhu's old eyes, and said word by word: "Forgive? No, including you, I won't forgive anyone." ”

"Your performance doesn't mean that you are upright enough, you are just knocked down by this game that I have been planning for half a year, you have no other way, and finally want to play a calm old man of atonement, a man who admits his mistakes. But in my opinion and that of Professor Shen underground, it was disgusting. ”

"You live a sinister and despicable life, and you have tasted all the glory and wealth, so don't think about dying with peace of mind. After the stubborn Xu Le said this, he turned around and left.