Today's café alternates between talk and silence, whether it's because of the dead planet, or because of the shocking news images, or because of the man mentioned in this emotion, and no one says that name, because it has become a kind of taboo for the Federation, and even these Bermudan businessmen dare not touch it on the military space station.

After a long silence, someone finally couldn't suppress the curiosity in his heart and asked in a low voice: "You say, where is that person now? It's been more than two years, and I haven't heard where he has appeared, is he really dead?"

"How could that kind of person die so quietly. The silk smuggler replied with a serious expression: "There is a rumor that I have seen him by a mine somewhere in the state of Donglin River. ”

The companion beside him shook his head and said disapprovingly: "It is impossible for that person to remain in the Federation, according to many people's speculation, he must be hiding in our Bermuda now, with that person's ability, as long as he leaves the glory of the Charter, who can find him out?"

"But the last time I came to pick up the cargo, I heard a few battleship mechanics chatting about the ground forces at the Old Moon Base who once saw that strange black spaceship flying over the top of Kaqi Peak, and they swore that they would definitely not be dazzled. ”

"Speaking of which, two years ago, there was a new round of knighthood rewards on the Empire's side, and one of them was a county ......"

As soon as the young smuggler interjected, he noticed the strange glances of the merchants around him, and explained awkwardly: "I'm not changing the subject, I'm just wondering if this has anything to do with that person." ”

"It's possible for the Empire, according to the Federation, he is at least an Imperial Prince, but judging from that person's past examples, he will definitely not accept any titles, but quietly hide in the underground sewers of which planet like he did back then, waiting for when the situation is out of control, and then come out to make trouble. ”

"If only that person were still in the Federation. ”

Someone subconsciously let out a sigh of emotion, shrugged his shoulders in the face of the eyes around him, and said: "Lord War God was so optimistic about him back then, if he is fighting side by side with Colonel Li Feng now, Her Royal Highness the princess will definitely not be able to withstand it, and no one on the Ink Flower Planet can stop the advance of the federal forces." ”

"Ridiculous!" said the silk smuggler without hesitation, "Don't forget, that princess is most likely his own sister!

The businessman who sighed just now was a little embarrassed by the word absurd, and slapped the table with a red face: "Where is it ridiculous again? Haven't you read that letter? That person himself admits that the Federation is his hometown, and from the bones he still regards himself as a Federation person, and the soldiers who died on the Ink Flower Planet are all his former comrades-in-arms or subordinates, I don't believe that he can watch these pictures happen." ”

"Are you a member of the Federation in your bones?" the silk smuggler said coldly: "That person has the blood of the Imperial people in his veins, and the picture you want to happen is impossible to happen, it is not enough to describe it with absurdity, it should be said to be ridiculous, in my opinion, the Federation should be more worried about the day when he suddenly appears in the Imperial Army, commanding the Imperial soldiers to attack the Federation!"

The atmosphere in the café was strange or subtle, not a single person mentioned the man's name, but everyone present knew very well who the person was talking to each other was, and even the atmosphere of the conversation that had been extremely calm changed because of that person, and the merchants divided into two factions and fell into a fierce quarrel, completely forgetting the three tables of the Union officers who had been silent at the three tables in front of them.

"No matter how badly you fools brag about him, if that guy really dares to attack the Federation with Imperial forces, no, as long as he dares to return to the Federation, I don't think any Federation person will let him go, and I myself definitely don't mind ending his congenitally sinful life with a single bullet. ”

A federal officer at the table in front of him stood up and looked back at the smugglers arguing fiercely, his expression particularly gloomy and cold, and the words that spat out his thin lips were full of contempt.

Hearing this, the Bermuda smugglers' expressions became extremely unnatural, and they humbly bowed their heads, and then sat back in their chairs, naturally not daring to continue the discussion on this issue.

However, the café did not fall into a circular dead silence, the sound of tables and chairs pushing sounded in front of the left, and another Federation officer stood up, until they got up, everyone realized that this person was so burly, the military uniform was somewhat deformed by the well-developed muscles, and the extremely short cut hair was full of a strong and wordless taste.

The strong officer turned slowly, squinted at the previous federal officer, and suddenly said, "No life is inherently sinful. ”

The federal officer who spoke contemptuously and coldly before was about thirty years old, but the epaulettes showed that he was already a major, such a young major, either with a big background or with countless exploits in front-line battles, and the accumulated self-confidence could support his evaluation, but looking at the burly and burly officer in front of him, he couldn't maintain an indifferent appearance, snapped and saluted, and the emotions between his eyebrows and eyes were very disapproving.

"Even if you are a lieutenant colonel, you can't just question the comments of my subordinates. ”

The other lieutenant colonel of the Federation at the table in front of the left stood up, looked at the burly opponent and said indifferently: "As a federal officer, do you still have to fight for an imperial person?"

The burly lieutenant colonel of the Federation was silent for a moment and said, "New Seventeenth Division, Xiong Linquan." ”

Hearing this name, the federal lieutenant colonel's expression suddenly changed, he slowly put on his military hat, tilted his chin slightly, and said seriously: "Iron Seventh Division, Murong Ke."

The New Seventeenth Division, the Iron Seventh Division, Xiong Linquan, and Murong Ke, these self-reported words were like sharp swords, gushing out from the eyes of the two federal lieutenant colonels standing opposite, and the chill that cut the air in the café was clear, and the temperature suddenly severed. In the distance, the Bermuda smugglers looked at each other, and some cautious and timid people were already preparing to leave.

Murong Ke, the commander of the Guards Battalion of the Iron Seventh Division, said calmly: "I'm here to pick up new recruits, you know that the battle losses in the division are too serious. ”

Xiong Linquan fastened the wind and discipline buckle around his neck, and said indifferently: "Similarly, the casualty rate of our division is not lower than that of your division. ”

It should have been sad and gloomy or at least a low serious casualty rate, but between the words of these two people, there was an unquestionable sense of pride, not insensitivity to the departure of their comrades, but this represented how miserable and powerful their respective troops fought on the Ink Flower Planet, just as the real military medals of soldiers are the scars on their bodies.

"What my adjutant said just now, does Lieutenant Colonel Xiong have an opinion?" Murong Ke stared at his face and asked, "Just now I said that I was fighting for the imperial people, it seems to be wrong, but I don't understand, the new seventeenth division and your seven groups appeared" Imperial people, don't you think it's very Mi Cai?"

"If that guy dares to appear on the battlefield as an Imperialist in the future, I will be the first to shoot. Even if it is killed, it can only be killed by us, and before that, I will not allow anyone to speak ill of him in front of me, especially such a ridiculous sentence, isn't your adjutant still weaned?"

Because of this question, which was full of mean and mocking taste, the sound of pushing the tables and chairs was chaotic, and the federal officers and soldiers at the table stood up, each staring at each other vigilantly, subconsciously clenching their calloused fists, and did not hide the battle intent on their faces.

As the two most famous ace troops of the Federation, the New Seventeenth Division and the Iron Seventh Division have too many historical grievances and hatred stories before, they have been side by side on the battlefield and have joined hands, but they don't know how many fierce conflicts have occurred in the rear.

With the death of the military god, the small-eyed man fled, and the commander of the Shaoqing Division became the commander-in-chief of the former enemy of the Federation, and now the Iron Seventh Division undoubtedly has the absolute upper hand in momentum, but under the suppression of Du Shaoqing and Yan Ming's military discipline, this kind of competition that was deliberately tacitly allowed by the upper echelons of the military has not gotten out of control, but has been fermenting and heating up in the dark.

At this time, most of the officers and men standing at the table on both sides were newcomers, but they had already learned from the instructors about the glorious history of their respective units and the story between these two inseparable mountains from the instructors.

Xiong Linquan still looked indifferent, not caring about the tense atmosphere in the field at all, his eyes moved to the face of the young major of the Iron Seventh Division, and the corners of his lips curled slightly and mocked: "One bullet wants to destroy that congenital evil life?" Before you say this, you should first ask your battalion commander, when you were working as a base, outside the military court, and in the mountains and fields next to the high-speed railway, how many troops did your division dispatch, and how many bullets were fired. ”

"As for brilliance. He turned to look at Murong Ke, raised his eyebrows slightly and asked, "The undefeated Iron Seventh Division, defeated in the hands of an imperial man three times and five times, do you think it is very glorious?"

In the circular corridor at the very edge of the space station, more than a dozen officers stood scattered in the smoking area, looking at the deep and endless dark universe through the transparent materials in front of them and at the soles of their feet. ”

"Then don't you think I'm also familiar? Or do you think Lao Tzu and I have a gentle personality and are easy to bully, so you're not going to slap me on the back?"

Da Vinci took a cigarette roll and stuffed it into his mouth, looked at the newcomers who came around and mocked vaguely, after several years on the battlefield, the arrogant and noble governor of the year has already calmed down too much between his eyebrows and eyes, but his speech is as frivolous as before.

The newcomer of the new 17th Division flatteringly lit the lighter, lit the cigarette between his lips, and said softly: "That's because you are good, we small people are naturally prone to a sense of closeness, and it is difficult to find a way to connect you with the legendary Iron-Blooded Seven Group." ”

"There is a future, whether it is our division or the seven groups of the year, the most important thing is this shameless shamelessness, although the leaders are very serious, but in fact, they have more bad water than we have in our stomachs, what bullshit and iron-blooded seven groups, I don't know who the fuck took the nickname. ”

Da Vinci took a deep puff of his cigarette, watched the smoke rings dissipate on the other party's face with satisfaction, and said with a slight envy: "In the camp, you all said that Big Bear was the most cruel devil instructor in history, you know, when I joined the army in my state, that instructor was the most terrible man in the world." ”

The newcomers of the new 17th Division around him silently counted the time, recalling the film that was still quietly circulating on the Internet, when suddenly someone raised his head and said in astonishment: "Is it a reward?"

Da Vinci took off the cigarette between his lips, stuffed it into his mouth, blocked the second half of the sentence, looked at everyone and said seriously: "I seriously warn you, we studied under the deputy division commander Helei, to the fat man named Gu Xifeng in the squatting cooking class every day, I can't hear that name, once I hear it, my mood will become extremely unhappy, and it is very likely to abuse you rookies, so after joining the army, don't ask about the past, especially don't mention that name." ”

"Phew!Phew!"

The newcomer hurriedly took off the cigarette between his lips, looked at the wet carbon core filter, forcibly suppressed the nausea in his heart, looked at Da Vinci and said sadly: "Instructor, I won't talk about any hygiene problems, but with your salary, you still smoke this cheap blue box notoginseng, isn't it too much?"

Da Vinci's face stiffened slightly, leaned against the wall and forced a grin, and said softly, "You know a fart." ”

Some names don't need to be mentioned, and some people don't need to forget, because whether you mention it or not, that name is there, whether you forget it or not, that person is still standing there, squinting, wearing a glorious coat, grinning, showing a mouth full of white teeth, and smiling brightly.

Like the beautiful girl in a pale blue dress on all the TV screens on the space station at this time, no matter how long she has not appeared in front of the people of the Federation, whether she is a lonely girl with innocent eyes in a soap opera, or a young girl commander who often naps on the battleship Enterprise, whether her hair is purple or black, she just stands there quietly and charmingly, greeted by billions of hot eyes, warm applause and even uncontrollable tears.

This is the scene of the live broadcast of the Federal News Channel, Wan Channel, and the three major private TV stations, and the scene of the official comeback concert of the national idol Jian Shuier.

As the most popular national idol of the 37th Constitutional Calendar, Jian Shui'er has disappeared for too long, and the last time she sang on stage was in the spring of the 70th year of the Constitutional Calendar, she sang the ending song of the award-winning documentary, and the last time she appeared in the federal public eye was at the funeral of the military god Li Pifu.

After the funeral of the military god, Miss Jian Shui'er held the black and white portrait and cried and walked, I don't know how many people were moved and heartbroken, but at the same time, it also caused some speculation. ”

The wrinkles in the corners of the eyes of the female anchor of the federal news on the light curtain were obviously visible, she looked at the manuscript paper she had just sent, her eyebrows frowned slightly, she immediately adjusted her mood, looked at the camera and said proudly: "According to the confirmation sent back by Colonel Li Feng from the front line, our charming Jian Shui'er and sister, whose real name is Jian Muzi, has the blood of the incomparably great Li family in Philadelphia. ”

"This comeback concert will be held at the Linhai State Gymnasium, sponsored by the Repair Foundation Warehouse, and all the receipts, including the cost, will be invested in the Veterans Association. ”

The female anchor looked at the sentence that was obviously added temporarily on the teleprompter, and obviously hesitated: "It's called ...... Silent march. ”

She sorted out her emotions as quickly as she could, changed the topic, and said: "Today, Miss Jian Shui'er is officially making a comeback and will sing the first new song, so before enjoying the performance of the national girl idol, let's take a quick look back at the touching laughter and tears she has brought to all the federal people since she was twelve years old."

The light screen began to play quickly the pictures that were still fresh in the memories of the people of the Federation, and the voiceover quickly repeated the honors that this national idol had won and the impact it had caused, but he was very careful not to mention the concerts that had brought Jian Shui'er the title of disaster star, and as for the scandal that once made the entire Federation extremely lively, there was no memory of a word.

Under the light curtain flowing like a waterfall, Jian Shui'er, who was wearing a light blue long skirt, slowly walked to the center of the stage, and under the careful carving of time, the national girl idol of the year has gently thrown away the two words of girl in the middle.

She smiled calmly, so the entire Linhai State Stadium was calm, and a smile flowed on the faces of all the spectators, she was a unique idol of the Federation, and now it was confirmed that she had the blood of the Li family in Philadelphia, and the legendary color on her body was one more point, and the mysterious and seductive color was one more point, and every smile raised her wrist and blinked, I don't know how many people's eyes she would attract.

There was no cold noise, Jian Shui'er started singing directly. When the first word flowed from between the red lips and sounded down the microphone, the more than 100,000 spectators at the concert began to scream almost frantically.

And in front of the TV light curtain of thousands of households, I don't know how many aunts are looking at her with love and pity, just like looking at their daughter who has not returned home for a long time, I don't know how many uncles are holding the old pillow printed with her head and crying, as if seeing their daughter finally taken away by a young man with a pimple-covered face, although time is not necessarily a pig-killing knife of all evils, but it can really change too much......

The song echoed through the Commonwealth.

"Before you left, the old man said goodbye to us in advance, and the black coffin floated above the sea of people, and I walked alone in front of the crowd with his picture in tears. ”

"There was an old woman who left the nightclub and silently guarded the tombstone without words, and there was a Bermuda restaurant with a dish called Scorpion Tail, and the broccoli next to the plate was like a beautiful man in the sun smiling as brightly as the fireworks. ”

"I sat by the lake and gently touched the edge of the bluestone, thinking about the stories you had told, and tired of seeing the water, so I went to the big iron gate, and handed me a cigarette through the fence like somebody, but you were not there. ”

"I've been to many places in the past few years, the aunt you mentioned is still in the vegetable field under the apartment, Lin Yuan really demolished the airport that you think disturbs the mood of eating, but if you think about it carefully, there is actually no eyes left by us here. ”

"I used to think back to my father and mother and their hometown, and imagined how they fought with kitchen knives in the kitchen, if I was there then, and now I am, would I be hiding in the cabinet and shivering, or what?

"After you left, no one in the Linhai Prefecture Library bought porridge, there were no raindrops under the gymnasium, there was no sequel to the documentary, and only real stones were left in the pit of Donglin. ”

"The seats on Parliament Hill are not moving, but the people in the seats are changing, and I am standing where I used to be, quietly looking at the seats below and above, but I can no longer see your face. ”

"In the Windmill Riders, Schiller says to live dreams that cannot be realized, to defeat invincible enemies, to endure unbearable sorrows, to go where the brave dare not enter. ”

"However, when I was a child, I wanted to go to Xilin to see the sea when I packed up my backpack, but I always fell asleep in the tree halfway through.

In the spring of the seventy-fifth year of the Xian calendar, at Jian Shui'er's comeback concert, accompanied by a flowing light curtain and a crisp piece of simple plucked strings, this song called "Flowing Years" appeared on the federal television light screen for the first and last time. The tune of the song is simple and clear, and the female voice is basically outside the arrangement, only used as a background sound, telling a story and memories related to the story to someone or everyone in a plain and simple tone.

Many people at the concert and in front of the TV understood the long lyrics, at least some of the hidden meanings that were not deliberately obscure, and fell into silence and complex emotions.

Federal news channels urgently interrupted the live broadcast of the comeback concert, and no matter how much viewership the national icon had, no matter how unattainable his military background was, the big names categorically could not allow this to continue.

In the distant military space station, Xiong Linquan's angry roar suddenly sounded.

"Change the channel!"

The TV light curtain above people's heads changed from the news channel to the Nai channel, until they switched to a private TV station, and they could only see the last scene of the concert, and vaguely heard Jian Shui'er announcing her support for the silent march of a certain councillor surnamed Tai in District 2.

The seventy-fifth year of the Xian Calendar is the seventy-eighth year of the Imperial White Dynasty, the inconspicuous second-level administrative star in the Zuotian Star Domain...... Away from Hanxing, it is in the bright spring light.

The mulberry trees that spread from the flat field to the foot of the Yellowstone Alum swaggered and rustled in the warm wind, and the white mist of the pine cone retreated shyly in the sun, revealing its true face.

Different from this peaceful and beautiful scenery, at the foot of the mountain, on the deep and dim dirt road of the mixed forest, a pair of men and women in tattered clothes are dragging a girl of five or six years old, fleeing in horror and pain, the straw sandals on the feet of the men and women have long been lost, and the blood seeps from the muddy nails, and the speed is very slow.

The wind blew the leaves, and a girl in white walked out of the forest.

The girl's age was about fourteen or fifteen years old, beautiful and childish, with a faint pride and indifference between her eyebrows and eyes, calm and abnormal, and her straight light chestnut hair hung down to her waist like silk satin, without a trace of messiness.

She looked at the family with a look of trepidation, and suddenly smiled, like a spring flower that had just bloomed, and asked softly, "Fugitive slaves, do you need help?"

This chapter finally found some feeling, the lyrics of Schiller in the windmill rider, are by Don Quixo Hodri, this chapter is 6,000 words, there is another chapter today, it will come out after about two o'clock, and it is being written seriously.