Before his identity was revealed and he was forced to flee, Xu Le, the prince of the imperial county, had been leading seven groups like countless rough stones, indifferent and domineering to attack everywhere, crushing many big people with nightmares.

So when he fled, the Federation [zheηgfu] kept a close eye on the first seven team members, whether they were on the front line or had been discharged.

It's just that with the passage of time, the past has gradually taken on the appearance of the past, and the monitoring of [zheηgfu] has become much lax. For example, Liu Jiao, who drives a taxi in Hong Kong, has to see the FBI's black SUV every ten days for more than a year.

Until one morning, he received a card named [pian]. That is, from that day on, he refused to take the car everywhere and found that the traffic and communication department did not come to trouble him, but there was always a black SUV behind the taxi.

He knew that this was why the Federation [zheηgfu] knew that the leader was back, and guessed that he might contact these seven groups of former members, so he strengthened the surveillance.

Liu Jiao let those FBI agents follow him, not nervous, not excited, not resistant, calm and silent. Then, at the moment he received the order to act, he sneered at the FBI agents in the black SUV across the street, as usual.

The FBI agent in the caravan was chewing on the meat of the pian. In the past few days, I have followed the taxi driver, and I haven't found anything unusual, and several people feel a little tired and bored, and when they saw the taxi driver's hateful smile, they couldn't help but curse a few words in a low voice.

At this moment, Liu Jiao's expression in the taxi suddenly became serious, his right foot slammed to the bottom, and his right hand seemed to be playing with magic blocks, and he instantly rose three gears in a row.

With the sharp sound of tires grinding, the yellow taxi suddenly accelerated and slammed into the black SUV!

How did the driver of a dilapidated yellow taxi, rushing towards it and driving an irresistible armored car on the not spacious street?

The FBI agents in the black RV, looking at the whizzing yellow taxis, had no idea how to react, or even if they remembered the training at school, they didn't have time to react, they opened their mouths, revealing a crumb of bread and synthetic meat [pian] inside, and silently announced their horror.

The two cars collided with a loud bang!

The hood of the black SUV deformed and cracked, and it bounced into the sky with a snort, and the airbags in the car were all opened, like huge inflatable condoms ravaging offspring, squeezing several agents in the middle and unable to move, except for their frightened and somewhat confused faces, and the coffee juice pouring from the white airbags.

I don't know how long it took, the FBI agents finally broke the airbag and struggled to get out of the deformed window, but at this time, except for the yellow taxi emitting black smoke and two clear black tire prints on the street, there was no trace of Liu Jiao.

An agent stood next to the yellow taxi, desperately buttoning his shirt, unable to understand why the dilapidated taxi, after such a violent collision, had not been seriously deformed, and felt stronger than the bureau's special black SUV.

He held his hand and looked helplessly at the deserted street, turned around and kicked the yellow taxi in anger, but almost fell to the ground in pain.

In a certain neighborhood in the capital of Qixia Prefecture, the rolling shutter door of the cake shop is half-closed, and the inside is being cleaned, and the staff hides in the back kitchen in a playful manner, leaving the store area to the small boss and the female clerk who likes to blush.

Shi Hang packed a box of freshly baked fruit cakes, stuffed them into the already extremely heavy marching backpack, then glanced at the electronic annual items on his mobile phone, and then at the female clerk who was bending down to wipe the counter, and couldn't help but smile.

With a soft snap, he slapped lightly on the young female clerk's upturned buttocks, raised his eyebrows, and said, "Honey, I'm leaving." ”

The young and beautiful female clerk was suddenly attacked, turned around in surprise, subconsciously covered her buttocks with a rag, looked at him aggrieved and shyly and said, "Boss...... You're going too far. ”

The frivolous look on Shi Hang's face gradually disappeared, he looked at her quietly, and suddenly took her into his arms, bowed his head and offered the most passionate and serious kiss.

After a long time, the two slowly separated, and the frightened and confused young female clerk held a rag to protect her chest, looking at him in a daze, feeling as if she should shout indecency, but why couldn't she shout?

Shi Hang lowered his head again and kissed her the lips. , and then said in a hoarse voice: "This time, when I come back, we will get married." ”

The roller shutter door slowly rose, the cold winter wind blew in, and Shi Hang, who was carrying a marching backpack, was gone. The young clerk stared at the door in a daze, a little unaware of what had happened, and only the hot cheeks that could not cool down the cold wind reminded her of what the hateful fellow had just done, and what hateful and insincere things he had said.

After being stunned for a while, she subconsciously turned around and continued to wipe the table, the red and shy peach blossoms covered her delicate face, and she laughed stupidly from time to time.

"Manager, is the scheduling of the Warring States of the Galaxy really going to be sharpened? Now is the time of war, and this kind of [pian] is very popular. ”

"What about being popular? I don't like it. ”

"Hello manager. ”

"If you spray less perfume, my sense of smell will be much better. ”

"Manager, you ......"

"The front-line fighters are bleeding, what good do I have?"

Jiang Jin, the young owner of the chain cinema in Nankezhou, walked in the corridor with an expressionless face under the awe-inspiring eyes of his subordinates, and responded indifferently from time to time.

At the end of the corridor was the cleaning room, and he entered the door, looking at the middle-aged cleaner behind the two marching backpacks, and his pride and coldness disappeared, and he quickly changed to humility and even flattery.

"Master, I'm ready. ”

The middle-aged cleaner stood up, looked at him with a frown, and scolded unceremoniously, "Wearing a silk cloth, this is ready?"

"Oh. Jiang Jin did not hesitate to take off his expensive formal clothes, and then took a cleaner's uniform from behind the door and put it on his body.

The middle-aged cleaner took his marching backpack with a blank face and said, "Remember, from the moment we walk out the back door, we will start fighting. ”

Jiang Jin snapped and saluted, then put on another marching backpack, took out the hand [Mucang] on his waist and staggered it.

The back door of the theater opened, and the two walked out in silence.

A large pharmaceutical company in the federal government is holding a temporary emergency board meeting to study what measures should be taken to protect its own interests in the face of the first-aid drug and product support requested by [Junfang].

The young chairman sat in a wide chair called imitation leather, which was actually real leather, and looked at the lead clouds and snowflakes outside the window in a daze, as if he was not listening seriously at all.

Suddenly, he stood up, and under the stunned gaze of the directors, he smiled self-deprecatingly, spread his arms, smiled, and walked out of the conference room without explaining anything.

"Aunt Doris, help me hide it from my parents. ”

At the table outside the door, he whispered a few words to the female secretary in her fifties and kissed her on the cheek, and the young chairman smiled and took a marching backpack that had obviously been prepared for a long time, and entered the underground parking lot through a special elevator.

Someone crashes out of a long-lost march path with the yellow cab they rely on for a living, and someone leaves the cake shop and the pretty girl for something more important and is sure that they will return.

Some people set off from the cleaning room with their own masters, some people finally made up their minds to interrupt important board meetings, and some people rose on the southern beach chairs, and there was no more blue sky and white clouds in their eyes.

Someone stepped out from behind an ordinary apartment in the capital, the shadow of the brim of his hat and the snowflakes obscuring his face that was too delicate and somewhat feminine.

The feminine and quiet eyebrows and eyes had gradually released the meaning of cold and sharp, so he needed to cover it, he took out the cigarette case with the indentation of the drying rack from his arms, lit a Sanqi brand cigarette, took a puff silently, looked at the federal officials who were looking anxious fifty meters away from the street, and chose another direction to leave.

In the depths of the side alley behind him, seven or eight small-eyed special combat soldiers fell to the ground unconscious, lying in a mess, not knowing whether they were alive or dead.

Spring City is the most state capital from Philadelphia, and the city is not small, because of its strange mountain peaks, countless lakes like mirrors, and a temperate climate, so it is a paradise for countless outdoor enthusiasts.

Especially in the middle of winter, many federal people living in the northern hemisphere, forced by the severe cold from Linhai Prefecture, also joined the army of outdoor enthusiasts, bringing a steady stream of people to the city.

On this day, the city is also extremely lively, with seven subway lines constantly transporting tourists to all directions by various means of transportation.

Many middle-aged young people with heavy marching backpacks came to this city one after another. They are mixed in with the crowd of tourists, and it is difficult to attract the attention of the spring city side who are accustomed to seeing huge backpacks and masochists.

If someone looks closely, they may be able to notice some details.

The marching backpacks on these people, which are very similar in style, are old and have been worn for many years, and the corners have long been worn white and even the surface is gradually broken, but they are still strong and durable.

These people are as agile as the top outdoor athletes, but they have a more composed and stoic aura, like a backpack behind them.

Jiang Jin and his master stood at the end of the subway line 4 car, listening to the sound of rolling tracks outside the window, looking at the advertising words formed by the flow of light, silent, did not talk or respond to the accosting of a female backpacker.

The subway enters the terminal.

When all the passengers who had not been many passengers got off the train, Jiang Jin and the others lowered their heads, took advantage of the dim lighting, avoided the monitoring heads that might have been ineffective, walked through the simple wooden ladder in the tool room, and walked down the platform.

I don't know how long I walked along the dark subway passage, Jiang Jin glanced at the coordinate display on the military watch, and nodded to the master to indicate that he had arrived.

There was a dark maintenance passage in the left-hand direction, and the two of them easily climbed up, looking at the rusty iron door that seemed to have not been opened for many years, Jiang Jin breathed calmly, raised his hand and knocked six times.

Click, click.

The rusty iron door has always been as silent as deathly, and no one can be detected at all, but after Jiang Jin's knock on the door with a fixed frequency sounded, a low interrogation voice suddenly sounded inside the door: "Password." ”

Jiang Jin's eyebrows raised, he cursed a few times impatiently, looked back at the master and asked distressedly, "I have been discharged from the army for two years, what is the password now." ”

His master couldn't help frowning when he heard Jiang Jin's question, and reprimanded in a low voice in annoyance: "Lao Tzu has also been retired from the army for two years, who knows?"

Suddenly, he shouted at the rusty iron door: "Mountain cannon, you cheap man, Lao Tzu is Hu Zonghua, open the door for Lao Tzu." ”

The iron door opened.

Under the dim light, Shan Pao looked at the middle-aged man's angry face with embarrassment, and said, "Hehe, I said Lao Hu, so you can hear my voice?"

There are many differences between the seven groups and the general federal forces and those mercenaries, the class division here is simple and clear, not a military rank, nor a wealth of earning power or background, that is, whoever enters the seventh group earlier will be respected the older he is.

Of course, this does not include arithmetic.

There are less than six of the oldest members of the seventh group who are still alive, and Hu Zonghua is one of them, so he is Jiang Jin's master, so in front of him, the grumpy mountain cannon is obedient like a little white free.

", who are you talking about? You have more respect for my master. ”

Jiang Jin took the master's heavy backpack and squeezed into the iron gate.

Shan Pao looked at him and said in shock: "Jinzi, why are you here too?" I heard that you have opened a movie theater in Nankezhou, and you are doing well. ”

There were already more than ten members of the seven groups in the room, Jiang Jin caught a glimpse of the young team member with a shy face in the innermost, looked back at the mountain cannon and said unhappily: "The chairman of the fourth pharmaceutical can come, why can't I come?"

The team members in the room saw the two of them, especially Hu Zonghua, and stood up one after another, saluting the smoke and giving up their seats, looking very enthusiastic.

Hu Zonghua nodded indifferently, none of these former recruits were richer than him, he was just a cleaner, but in this environment, he was not uncomfortable at all, because it was a matter of course.

In the following period, from time to time there was a clear rhythm and strange frequency of knocking at the iron door, and from time to time the door opened, and people kept coming from other places.

In the dimly lit room, there were exclamations in a low voice from time to time.

"Why are you here too?"

"Why can't I come when you're here?"

"Bastard, you're still alive, why don't you call me?"

"Shui Zhu, what are you going to do this time, you say it first. ”

"It's useless to ask him, this girl has no guts, and wait. ”

"Ah, you're here too? Did the little girl at the cake shop get it?"

Conversations like this never stopped, and every time the door opened and a member of the team walked in, it was such a welcome, followed by a soft high-five, a warm hug, and a sincere joy

The dimly lit room deep in the subway seems to be the scene of the 10th anniversary party of classmates, and the men who have not seen each other for a long time get together, talking about what it will be like after separation, and guessing who will knock on the door next.

The seven groups of team members gradually arrived, Gu Xifeng arrived, Xiong Linquan arrived, and Magnolia also appeared quietly in front of people like a ghost.

Seeing these three people appear, the team members removed the smiles on their faces, threw away the cigarettes in their hands, and no one commanded them to automatically line up, and then stood up and saluted.

Lao Bai, Da Xiong, and Fat Gu, these are the three oldest men in the seven groups.

The iron gate opened for the last time, and a man with a heavy marching backpack walked in breathlessly, pulled down the heavy metal gate valve, then turned around, squinted at the crowd with those small eyes, and said, "Long time no see." ”

"Boss!"

The room resounded with a surprise response from the team members, and then quickly fell silent.

Xu Le squinted his eyes and looked at these guys who hadn't seen him for three years, and found that in the dim light, the eyes of these guys were round, as bright and scorching as the eyes of a wild cat in the mine, hiding a lot of expectations and hopes.

The team members gathered in the subway from all over the world, they didn't know what they were going to do, and they didn't find a common goal for the time being, but they came and saw it, and there was inevitably some longing in the bottom of their hearts.

The members of the seven groups are eager to return to the Federation, telling them that they were persecuted by [zheηgfu] and forced to stay away from their homeland, and today they will put on their battle robes and regain their status and glory as heroes of the Federation.

So they looked at the man looking at the door with nervousness and expectation, and no one spoke for a long time.

Xu Le knew what these guys wanted to hear the most, but he could only scratch his head and reply with a sneer: "I am indeed from the Empire. ”

There was a sigh of disappointment in the room, and the team members were a little depressed, and someone complained: "Boss, it's rare to see each other, can't you say something to lift your spirits?"

Liu Jiao shook his head, looked at Xu Le and said seriously: "Boss, this matter is really wrong with you, how can you be an imperial person? ”

"My parents are mainly to blame for this, I really don't have much say. ”

Xu Le explained with a wry smile, then took out a cigarette case from his jacket pocket, and with a flattering smile, he spoke to the team members in the room in turn.

The room was still quiet, and the team members were stimulated by the smile on his face, so he dared to take it like this, and quickly responded with a more flattering smile, then took the cigarette with both hands and lit it carefully.

It's like back then, just in Shao. The seven groups of the planet ended a tragic net-laying mission, and the team members smoked silently in the barracks, and it still smelled like that.

The tradition of blue box Sanqi brand cigarettes originated in Ewha University that year, Shi Qinghai handed it to Xu Le through the iron door, and then Xu Le brought it into the seventh group, which gradually became a habit and can no longer be quit, no matter how much money these team members are now the chairman or manager, how much money they have, but they are still used to smoking this.

The spicy and dazzling smoke began to fill, and the smell of smoke in the dimly lit room penetrated into everyone's lungs, and the atmosphere gradually became somewhat quiet.

This kind of collective unconscious impression review is the supreme recipe for condensing the friendship of battle, increasing unity and fighting will, but someone in the room simply thinks that it is a waste of time, boring and hypocritical to the extreme.

"Today is the day of my son's kindergarten winter exam, and I have come here thousands of miles away, not to listen to your feelings about the past. ”

Magnolia looked at everyone and whispered, "Start the roll call immediately." ”

The voice was still soft, but the team members who heard this sentence felt a chill in their bodies at the same time, and when they heard his impatience, they quickly snuffed out their cigarettes and began to count, and Xu Le also embarrassedly withdrew his right hand that handed the cigarette.

The most feared by the members of the seven groups was never the powerful Xu Le, nor the violent Xiong Linquan, but the soft-spoken Magnolia like a girl.

The roll call ended quickly.

Unexpectedly but unexpectedly, the fact that the seven groups of team members were assembled after three years and all of them were all together, which made Xu Le, and even the team members, feel extremely moved and violent.

"The old rule, start the pre-war mobilization. ”

After Bai Yulan said this, she stood quietly beside Xu Le, slightly behind, just like she had done every time she gathered and merged.

Until this moment, he hadn't spoken to Xu Le, and he hadn't even looked at each other, but the position of the life secretary and assistant was so familiar that he could stand back in place with just one step.

"The old rule of the seven groups, before each battle, we must first solve a problem, what are we fighting for, how are we fighting?" Xu Le looked at the team members in Room A and said: "Today's combat mobilization is relatively simple, and it can be summed up in one sentence. ”

"Our comrades-in-arms, our brothers, were killed by some of the big men of the Federation [zheηgfu], and they died not on the frontal battlefield, but in the midst of a conspiracy. ”

"I don't agree with this way of dying, so I'm coming back and gathering everyone to get an explanation for them. ”

The room fell silent again, and no team member doubted Xu Le's statement, because there were Da Xiong and Fei Gu beside him with solemn expressions to annotate, and there were pictures of countless battles in the past to corroborate.

"Who's the target of revenge?" asked one of the team members in a deep voice.

Xu Le narrowed his eyes and replied, "Federal [zheηgfu], President Pabul." ”

"This is powerful, you can do it. One of the team members replied.

Xu Le didn't say any more nonsense, lowered his head and twisted the outer disk of the watch, and ordered in a deep voice: "After the synchronization data is over, distribute the equipment immediately." ”

The team members neatly lifted their sleeves, activated the relevant firmware on the watch, and began to synchronize the information of the infantry group.

After completing the synchronization of information, they opened their heavy marching backpacks and wore equipment, the same model of hard ceramic body armor and individual helmets, which had been left for three years without the slightest worn.

"There are seven precision electronic maps, relevant intelligence, detailed plans for action plans, and assignments of combat missions. ”

Magnolia looked down at the data on the small light curtain on her wrist, responded to the data synchronization to confirm, and then raised her head and whispered: "The goal of this operation is revenge, not sacrifice, so you must live." ”

His eyes fell on Hu Zonghua, who was full of beard, and his eyebrows were slightly raised: "So if those guys who thought they were very fierce on the battlefield before and refused to wear body armor, let me spot check this time and found that he secretly pulled out the hard pottery [pian] again, don't blame me for being unkind." ”

Hu Zonghua, a Fengjie worker who has always been arrogant and ruthless in front of the manager and team members, was as honest as a lump of dry mud in front of Magnolia at this time, and said with a smile: "Olay, that thing is really heavy, which is not conducive to my climbing performance." ”

In the seven groups, you can also see each other's identities from the title, everyone calls Xu Le Touer, only Magnolia calls him boss, ordinary team members must call Magnolia Lao Bai, and only real veteran players will call him Olay.

Bai Yulan didn't bother to pay attention to him, and began to carefully check the equipment of the team members, Xiong Linquan dragged out two boxes from the depths of the room, took out a [wooden warehouse] weapon from the box, and explained to everyone: "Yang change sniper, very easy to use." ”

No one spoke in the room, and the team members carefully disassembled and assembled the [wooden warehouse] equipment, checked personal equipment, put on body armor, and killed in silence.

Shi Hang sneaked to Xu Le's side, half-squatted and took out a box of cakes from the marching backpack, and said in a low voice in his ear: "Boss, I have opened a cake shop now, this is dedicated to honoring you, you can taste it later." ”

After a while, Jiang Jin also quietly walked to Xu Le's side, took out a disc from his clothes like a thief, and said: "Boss, this is the three-D love action [pian] that has just been released, the Federation has not yet released a pirated version, and the empire will definitely not see it, I opened a movie theater myself, this is secretly recorded to honor you, and when this battle is over, you can enjoy it."

The young chairman of the Fourth Pharmaceutical sneaked up behind Xu Le like a sneak in the position, and the expression on his face was extremely nervous and excited at this time, and he couldn't see any indifferent and strong appearance on the board of directors at all.

Without waiting for Xu Le to ask, he forcibly stuffed a medicine bottle into Xu Le's pocket, and said cautiously at the lowest volume: "Boss, this is the latest medicine from the pharmaceutical factory, which has passed the clinical trial, but it will definitely not be promoted within three years due to market reasons, and I will use it to honor you." ”

After a pause, he smiled and said, "This medicine is especially helpful for that ability, and everyone knows that your time is too short." ”

Bai Yulan walked over, looked at the young chairman of the Fourth Pharmaceutical Factory coldly, and said, "It seems that you are very leisurely, and it just so happens that Fat Gu needs someone to help him make the electric valve of the fried medicine at this time, go over." ”

Xu Le, whose expression was a little complicated, looked at Magnolia and was silent for a moment, then opened his arms and asked, "Should the two of us hug each other?"

Bai Yulan subconsciously flicked her non-existent hair with her fingers, looked at his jacket pocket, her eyes seemed to penetrate the body armor, saw the small medicine bottle, and shook her head directly to refuse.

Xu Le spread his arms and said innocently: "The team members are close, I don't want to." ”

"Boss, you always laughed at me like a woman. ”

Magnolia looked at his left chest and whispered, "Now that my son is three years old, it turns out that some people need the help of medicine more than me. ”

Xu Le said angrily: "Just once! The question is just that time, how can the whole team know about it? Who said it?"

"Don't look at me, it's not what I said anyway. Magnolia replied expressionlessly: "In the snow camp of 5460 that year, Shi Gongzi dragged you and me to drink, and you said it yourself after drinking too much, as for how the team members know, you have to ask Shi Gongzi to go." ”

From Xiong Linquan Gu Xifeng, the team members knew what was going on on the Ink Flower Planet and the details of the conspiracy in the Southwest Theater.

They looked silently at the pile of glittering metal identification cards on the ground, knowing that each metal plate represented the soul of a brother.

"Big Bear, where's Leonardo da Vinci?" one of the team members asked viciously.

"He has his mission, just like we have our mission. Xu Le replied, "What we need to do now is to wait for the order to attack." ”

The team members silently cleaned up the [Mucang] weapon, prepared the ammunition and medicine, and silently memorized the attack route map in their minds, they didn't know when and where the attack order was issued, only knew that they were going to attack.

In a heavily guarded building in the capital, an angry roar came out as the iron door painted with blood-red eyes slowly opened.

"Twenty-seven surveillance targets are all missing! What did you do? You couldn't intercept a single person! I don't even know where they are now, what are you people doing?"

Ji Chang, the former director of the Special Operations Office of the First Military Region, is now the commander of the Joint Investigation Department, and no matter what position he is in, everyone knows that this general is Chairman Lee Jae-do's most loyal subordinate.

In order to compete for the control of this extremely high-authority department, the Federation [Monarchy] and the Charter Bureau secretly fought many times, and finally fell into the hands of the [Monarchy] because of Lee Jae-do's strength.

Today's Ji Chang no longer has the calm and calm appearance of the past, his hair is messy, his eyes are bloodshot, his calloused hands keep slapping the table, glaring at all his subordinates and scolding:

"That's twenty-seven people, not twenty-seven mosquitoes, how can you just disappear silently?

No one in the command hall dared to answer the general's angry scolding, but except for the ashamed small-eyed special operations department, many officials were a little unimpressed, secretly thinking that it was the legendary Seven Groups.

General Ji Chang forcibly suppressed his excitement and said: "The FBI is a bunch of rubbish, so what about the Chartist Bureau? Why can't even you find where they are? Let me remind you that Mr. President and Chairman Lee Jae-do are now very concerned about this matter, and if they still can't complete the location within two hours, I have to suspect that your intentions are very suspicious." ”

An official walked up to him and reminded: "Although there is no sign that the rebels are approaching that side for the time being, it is not necessary to strengthen the defenses over there for the sake of safety." ”

Ji Chang thought about [pian] and nodded his cross, and said in a low voice: "Let the capital pay attention to it, if ...... The situation has changed, so that they understand what to do, and the exchange of fire between terrorists will always result in innocent casualties. ”

The official of the Charter Bureau finally broke the silence at this time, wiped the cold sweat on his forehead, and explained in a low voice: "The bureau received the application of [zheηgfu], and immediately started the core [pian] positioning work, but I am very sorry that just last night, there were some problems with a certain program section of the charter computer, so the positioning work could not be completed at this time. ”

General Ji Chang looked at him coldly and said, "The great charter computer can also have problems, are you laughing at my IQ or challenging the patience of [zheηgfu]?"

The Charter Bureau official shook his head, insisted on his explanation, and said: "This situation has not happened before, at least as far as I know, it happened once five years ago and four years ago. ”

"I don't care about this!" General Ji Chang slammed the table and shouted: "What I want is the result, you don't understand!"

Seven groups of veterans disappeared en masse, and you can guess with your ankles that those fierce guys must be preparing for a big event when they hide, and he is on the verge of collapse under the double pressure of the president's residence and the [monarchy].

His chest rose and fell rapidly, and he looked at the hundreds of subordinates in the hall, and said in a cold voice: "The group of traitors who marched silently, those seven groups of shameless bandits who had entered the entrance of the capital district two hours ago, may have joined the imperial prince earlier. ”

"Ladies and gentlemen, the Federation is now in danger, and if we fail to discover their sinister intentions and their goals, we will be doomed to be nailed to the pillar of history and never think about it!"

The supervision of the seven groups of veterans of the Federation [zheηgfu] may have been loosely relaxed, but with the black curtain of the Ink Flower Planet being lifted, and with Xu Le confirming that he had returned to the capital star circle, the supervision has undoubtedly become very meticulous.

In this situation, no matter how confident the mysterious Charter Bureau is, it is impossible to face the demands of the Federation [Zheηgfu] and [Junfang] and deliberately delay the core [pian] positioning workflow, and Director Cui Judong knows very well that he himself must also be one of the targets of Xu Le and the seven groups of revenge.

So the Chartist didn't lie, the reason why the Charter Glory was slow to catch the traces of the twenty-seven members of the seven teams was indeed because there had been some problems with the Charter computer deep underground since last night.

The charter bureau staff, who seldom went to the deepest depths of the earth, were busy like ants around the computing core and the huge two-dimensional light curtain.

However, they looked at the chaotic and noisy green data streams on the light curtain, like ants looking at Schiller's writings, and did not understand what the jumping data streams meant.

In the entire universe, only the charter computer itself, the remnants of a broken spaceship hidden in the asteroid belt, and the genius who escaped from the asylum on the spaceship, know all the truth.

It was a silent but dangerous battle that took place in the silence of space, between countless streams of data, between two great mechanical beings who had not been seen in a long time.

In the depths of winter, the procession, which had been slow for a long time, finally entered the capital area, and a crowd of people wearing black masks, accompanied by snowflakes, gathered in front of the George Carlin Art Center.

The silent crowd, the vigilant military police, the long yellow half-cordon line, and the cameras of countless media seem to be frozen pictures.

As a female congresswoman on the podium raised her arms and shouted, the mood in the room gradually became excited, and then under the puzzled gaze of countless pairs of eyes, a wheelchair was slowly pushed onto the podium.

In the wheelchair was a soldier in a straight military uniform, wearing countless heavy military medals on his chest, his legs were amputated, but he still sat as straight as steel.

He looked at the gray snowy sky, slowly squinted his eyes, and then said in a hoarse voice to the people in the audience and to the whole Federation behind the camera:

"My name is Da Vinci, and I have come to myself through the forgotten Seven Groups. Today I'm going to tell you a story, and before that, I want to say a word. ”

"It's been a long time since I've seen the Federation. ”