Chapter 187: The West Wind Sings a Song of Sorrow
There was an old man on the shore of Jiacheng Lake, and everyone from the president to the street corner vendor was accustomed to calling him an old man with great respect and affection, and the uncle who was munching bison with red wine in the pit called him an old man with disdain. Xu Le also once shouted, but this does not mean that he has the confidence and qualifications of an uncle to ignore the brilliance of this person.
Old fellow, there is still someone in this universe who dares to call a generation of military gods so indifferently and sarcastically?
Xu Le didn't hide the shock in his eyes, and looked at Zhong Shouhu across the wine table in a daze.
Zhong Shouhu is in a sense the first person in Xilin, and the military god Li Pifu he mentioned indifferently before is undoubtedly the first person in the Federation, which has nothing to do with the political system, it is purely a condensation embodiment of the people's fanatical worship and the will of the army, even in the land of Xilin, but Zhong Shouhu said this with a trace of unwillingness and a trace of coldness.
In order to plan for a cosmic war that will span several calendars in the time span, Li Pifu, the god of the federal army, did not hesitate to use Xilin as a training ground to keep the remnants of the imperial expeditionary force, and used the Xilin round battle to let the federal army in the era of temporary peace constantly smell the smell of bloody gunsmoke, get used to the cruelty of war, and improve the combat effectiveness of the troops." This is a strategic arrangement that is easy to guess, and even a state that many people in the upper echelons of the Federation know and recognize, but what makes people feel cold is that in the past ten years, no one in the entire Federation has made any noise about it, even if they know how unfair and cold-blooded this strategic arrangement is to the citizens of the fallen stars and to the entire Xilin Region.
Xu Le did the same, until he heard the young man on the other side of the table disdain to say the three words of the old guy, oh in his head, he remembered this fact that he should have understood a long time ago, accepted the federal strategy that a young man like him had been trying to forget, gave birth to a few sincere shames, and then sank.
His outlook on life is not the same as that of those old people who are not layered but hate, only black and white, day and night, light and dark, clear banner, tenacious and cold. In fact, he knows very well that there are always all kinds of last resorts in the world, and there must be gray areas, and it is only when the gray shadow creeps past his bottom line that he will react violently.
The god of war, Li Pifu and the Federation Jiaofu, sacrificing the peace of the entire Xilin Region, in order to constantly consume the empire's endless spending of huge expeditions and will, in order to maintain the vigilance of the entire Federation and the combat effectiveness of all the Federation troops, this is a cold-blooded but strategically absolutely correct plan, for the future of the entire Federation and the sustainable development of the races in this universe, such a strategic plan seems to be unable to find other words to describe except for wisdom.
Xu Le used to think the same way, he didn't think there was anything wrong with the old man's consideration, but at this moment, he was in the land of Xilin, surrounded by Xilin soldiers and civilians who were tired and even numb from decades of war, and the state returned from the front line full of bloody smell and the deserted graves of the early residents of the fallen star............ , only to find out that the people of Xilin would definitely not think so.
"Since the beginning of the constitutional calendar, Xilin has been fighting together, and the war has never really subsided for a day, but it has never burned into the fields and manors of the people in the star circle of the capital for a day. β
"All Xilin men, in this life, they always have to go to the battlefield to experience the harshest test of life, within three generations of my Zhong family, more than a hundred direct collateral children have died because of this, not to mention ordinary Xilin people, the owner of this restaurant was originally four brothers, and he may have come back alive from the battlefield, but he is the only one. β
Zhong Shouhu's voice became extraordinarily light, like coffee brewed with countless cups of water, revealing a subtle but unpleasant taste, "You and I are professional soldiers, defending the land and protecting the people, serving the Federation, and dying in battle, it is natural that I, the Xilin people, should bear the pain of white-haired people sending black-haired people from generation to generation?"
"The most shameful thing is that if you really defeat it, with the iron courage of my Xilin Erlang, can't I drive those imperial cubs out of the star field? β
The corners of Zhong Shouhu's lips flashed with a deep mockery, but he didn't know if he was mocking his concessions back then, and said, "Fighting a war requires logistics and resources, not just the money and love donated by the Shanglin people, those who can buy a good life, but can't buy real victory." The federal government doesn't give these, and the energy quota is seriously insufficient, how can we fight?"
He looked at Xu Le's slightly drooping eyes and said in a deep voice, "In the final analysis, the government is not worried about raising bandits with war, and the continuous assistance will fatten my Zhong family, the largest, most arrogant and shameless military in the universe." β
It's that shit wheel war. Zhong Shouhu's eyes narrowed slightly, and the cold light gradually penetrated, "When you really fight a tough battle to the death, it is just that we Xilin artificial, the people in the capital star circle are like spectators watching the play, occasionally going on stage to play some cameos, and at the end of the curtain, they have to stand in the center of the actors, and accept the handshake and cordial reward from Mr. President, is it fair to Xilin?"
Xu Le, who had been silent for a long time, clenched his fists slightly, and said in a slightly hoarse voice, "But the old man's strategic plan is not wrong, after all, this is for the Federation..."
"For the sake of the Federation, then who cares about Xilin's life and death?"
Zhong Shouhu looked at him silently, "The Xilin people are like orphans of the Federation, wandering in the universe, singing sad songs in the west wind, and in the end they can only get some alms from well-wishers. β
Xu Le suddenly thought of the Xilin folk song of the 3 Fallen Star Society, and felt a faint sense of sadness and sentimentality in his heart, and found that with his own thinking ability, it was indeed difficult to sort out these complex things.
The night breeze entered the window, the red soup condensed slightly, and the atmosphere around the wine table also fell into freezing and condensation as it sank, until Zhong Shouhu smiled and picked up the wine glass, broke the embarrassment, and said indifferently, "This is the end of the boring topic, change to a more happy topic." β
"Like what?" Xu Le's mood was a little low, and it was difficult to follow the rhythm of the other party's speech and immediately cheer up.
"For example, Du Shaoqing, who once suffered a big loss in your hands, he is the same as you, he is an old guy and a federal hero deliberately cultivated by the joint government, I said that he is just a relatively smart pig, will you have any opinions. β
Xu Le smiled a little bitterly and said, "I have no opinion, I even agree with Uncle Tian's evaluation of Master Shaoqing, that is, an ice and snow pig demon." β
"Don't please me, although I always thought that Tian Louzi beating Du Shaoqing back then would definitely be in the top three among the funniest things I had ever seen in my life. β
Zhong Shouhu laughed three times, suddenly withdrew his smile, and said solemnly, "But Du Shaoqing is really smart, in the first courtyard, my grades are not as good as his, I have pressed him to the point that he can't enter the Xilin front line for ten years, the Capital Star Circle and the Ministry of Defense have a big opinion, do you also think that I am a jealous person?"
"I don't know. Xu Le replied very husbandfully.
"Actually, the reason is very simple, although I am known as the biggest warlord in Xibang, I am a federal citizen who grew up in a democratic system, of course, I am a Xilin person in this land. Zhong Shouhu looked at him and said calmly, "So as long as I live for one day, I will suppress Du Shaoqing and the group of soldiers he represents at all costs." β
Xu Le looked at him in a daze, not understanding what he meant.
Du Shaoqing likes to play the snow and Hanmei, dressing himself up as the most standard professional soldier in the universe, and his life is to become the second Li Pifu. Zhong Shouhu said with a slight sneer, "But don't forget that the red plum in the snow is like blood, and this person has the most fanatical heart under his coldness." β
"I always remember when I was in school, I once said in a strategy seminar that in order to defeat a nationwide empire, the federal government needs to be stronger, and the federal political structure must become more efficient and concise. β
"If such hard-line officers are allowed to step onto the stage of the Federation, how will Cilling's life be lived?
But this is not the point, the most important thing is that from that moment on, I always felt that there was a very dangerous tendency within the Federation, or more precisely within the army, that there was a strong desire to change the system of government. β
Xu Le wanted to say that you are a typical representative of military interference in politics, so he quickly took a sip of wine and almost choked out.
Zhong Shouhu looked at the night tree outside the window with a serious expression, and said in a deep voice, "If there is a military government in the Federation, what will the world become?"
Hearing the three words of the junta, Xu Le's eyes gradually narrowed, obviously this term was quite unfamiliar, but he didn't know why, he felt that the hairs on the back of his neck were standing up because of some kind of chill, his brain was running rapidly, and the introduction of the junta in the dictionary, as well as the absurd interpretation of several plays by Master Schiller, gradually became clear.
"No way. He said very resolutely, "There is a charter bureau in the Federation, it is impossible to appear, such a deformed monster as the junta!"
"Really?" Zhong Shouhu raised his eyebrows slightly, and said slowly, "In the imperial era, there was also a charter bureau, how did the emperor get off the dragon chair? It seems that the charter glory has never been a staunch defender of the federal political system, and I would rather think that the charter bureau will only be a bystander in these aspects. β
"Proof, this kind of thing needs proof. β
Xu Le felt a strong sense of crisis, he grew up in a democratic society, although he has felt the hypocrisy and weakness of the federal political system countless times, and even he has done a lot of actions that are completely contrary to the spirit of the system, but in the final analysis, deep down, he still has a certain childlike persistence and innocence, he can't accept that the federation he loves deeply, there will be a future where soldiers control the will of all the people with guns in their hands.
At this moment, he thought of the assassination incident in the underground gymnasium in Linhai Prefecture, Yang Jinsong, the Minister of Defense of the People's Republic of China, and those young and strong officers of the Second Military Region, in order to maintain the glory of the so-called troops, did not hesitate to use military mecha to launch a shameful attack on a federal citizenγ
"What evidence did you have before you killed Medellin?" Zhong Shouhu asked indifferently.