Chapter 119: I Don't Want to Build a Statue (Part II)

When Le quietly explained to Minister of Defense Gao Yingxing on the delayed military encrypted phone, he actually knew very well in his heart that the person who deliberately distanced himself from the Li family in Philadelphia and did not allow himself to participate in the funeral of the military god was actually not in the Ministry of Defense.

He made a direct phone call to the president's residence, and after a heated argument with Director Brin, he was given the opportunity to speak directly with President Pabul, but this was still not enough, because although Mr. President understood his feelings, he did not approve of tearing his face directly with the old man for the funeral.

Mr. President understood him, so comforted him. Xu Le also understands him, and the general election is about to begin. The official residence is now under tremendous pressure. If Mr. Pabur loses the election, all of them, including those promised to him, will never be mentioned again.

In the end, Xu Le was silent and stayed in Xilin Sunset Prefecture and did not go back to attend the funeral of the military god. is a video mail from Philadelphia.

In the email, General Lee Jae-do calmly recounted the old man's dying wishes, and reminded Xu Le that there are too many reasons to refuse you to attend the funeral, for example, when the people see you, they will think of the mechanic, and think that your father has a traitorous brother, so the collective emotions began to be angry, and the officers who were already easily excited may be even more excited.

In the past few years, the entire federation and the military have deliberately pushed him to the position of the successor of the god of war, and now that the situation has shifted, the other party does not let him attend the funeral, naturally because he does not want the people to think of the so-called inheritance.

Xu Le didn't care about this, he just thought that as a junior, he always had to send the old man on his last journey, but now even Lao Juzi's biological son, General Li Zaidao, expressed his opposition, and if he persisted, the taste of this insistence would become a little weird.

When Xu Le looked at the starry sky in Sunset State, he was in a low mood. With a complicated and inexplicable smile, when he made the decision to give up the return to attend the funeral, it was already the end of February of the seventy-second year of the constitutional calendar, and countless snowstorms and snowstorms strangely fell on the planets of the Federation during this time period, and at the same time, the news of the death of the military god Li Pifu spread to thousands of households.

For the departure of the god of war, although the people of the Federation have long been mentally prepared, it is still inevitable to mourn, and the dense crowd in Charter Square wept in unison. But one thing that is very noteworthy is that the grief of the federal population is so calm. Probably because they firmly believe that although the god of war is gone, the Federation will still win forever.

Almost, not almost, all the TV stations have temporarily adjusted the broadcast schedule of the program, and the federal news channel has called up the ones that have been prepared for a long time. Filmed by the Venus Documentary Factory of the Ministry of National Defense and planned by the famous director Bai Zeming, the large-scale news documentary is constantly scrolling.

The documentary, titled "The Guide from Philadelphia", has just been broadcast for three days, triggering a new wave of attention and mourning activities, major TV stations have applied for online broadcasting, and the young students in the university town of Linhai Prefecture are lighting candles, looking at the light curtain overhead, guarding the old heroic soul in the wind and snow.

In the press release, the committee warmly praised Marshal Li Pifu's great achievements in resisting the imperial invasion war, deeply remembered Marshal Li's noble character, and called on the four states around the mountains and the women's planet. The workers and students of the three districts of the federation carried on the marshal's legacy and fought for a more peaceful and beautiful future.

It was noted that the press release recounted the glorious life of the military god Li Pifu. It is pointed out with great importance that in his fighting career, Marshal Lee has never had any conflict or contradiction with the people's armed forces.

The Four Empires, the adventurous planet considered a paradise by interstellar pirates and smugglers, has long since become the most serious place in the universe, with every building and window constantly reflecting gloomy dripping faces and dark military uniforms, where 170,000 elite Imperial ground troops are assembled, and three medium-sized fleets roam the space beyond the galaxy.

The most terrifying thing for the local population is the ground force composed of nearly 500 latest wolf mechs, this metal giant wolf-like force. Walking in the city silently and solemnly, I am interested in an indescribable numbness of visual shock.

This metal frenzy mech brigade belongs to the great and invincible Highness the Princess.

Huai Caoshi, who had just finished inspecting the supply lines of space supplies, scrubbed her dusty face while listening to the guard officer's quick military briefing, occasionally issuing a few orders in a non-wavering tone.

In order to deter the Federation and stabilize the battle situation, Huai Caoshi did not hesitate to fight in person with the dignity of the princess of the Zuotian Star Domain, blasting the stupid commander of the Fourth Army into a flying charcoal crumb, and at the same time scattering the seemingly unstoppable offensive tide of the Federation in this starry sky.

This is the end of the great retreat of the Empire, before you won and advanced because I allowed you to win and advance, now I do not allow you to go further, then you will not be able to go any further. This is the Emperor ** team and their commander, His Royal Highness. The strongest voice to the enemies of the Federation. In fact, if it weren't for the independent mecha team led by Colonel Li Feng who rushed outside the space gate of the Fierce Galaxy in advance, the Imperial Wolf Tooth Mecha Brigade that rushed out with the tide at that time might have swallowed all the Dish Group Army left on the surface of the planet. Yi Xunshu is a fine concave and said that it is not the same body clam

In the unprecedented form of mecha warfare, Huai Caoshi and Li Feng, two mecha geniuses who became famous at a young age, began to shine with incredible brilliance, although they had never met on the battlefield. But both the Federation and the Empire knew that that day would come eventually.

Huai Caoshi felt a little hungry, thought for a while and poured a glass of milk, she was very satisfied with the current situation. Throwing 3 of the crystal ore to those greedy federal capitalists relieves the pressure a lot. My father was right, if a group of dogs found meat and bones to eat, they would never attack people again, but would attack each other and divide the meat and bones. The guard officer suddenly discovered that the lowest document in the intelligence electronic folder had five gold stars on it. He frowned, thinking that it must be the intelligence agency officials who were mistaken, and the federal forces did not attack Tianjing, so where was there any intelligence that needed to be marked with five stars?

"What's wrong?" asked Huai Caoshi by tearing open the coconut milk bread and preparing to eat a simple lunch, looking at the expression of her subordinates.

"It shouldn't be a big deal. ”

The cronie shrugged his shoulders and clicked on the document, then turned into a statue, was silent for a long time, swallowed a mouthful of saliva with difficulty, looked at Huai Caoshi and said in a hoarse voice: "Dog thief Li Pifu", dead. ”

Huai Caoshi put down the bread in her hand in a daze, although there was information that Li Pifu was seriously ill a few months ago, but she still couldn't believe it when she suddenly heard that the person was dead.

That one. Man invaded the territory of the empire like a devil, burned the stars of the empire, slaughtered the people of the empire, and even killed His Majesty the Emperor and the master Fan, and the evil was invincible for a lifetime, and as a result", he died like this.

Huai Caoshi walked to the window, looked at the bloody sunset and narrowed his eyes, as if there was a fire burning in his eyes, and said that he was invincible, no, at least Xu Le escaped from his hands, and there was only that person who was truly invincible in this universe. Until the end, he was only helpless to lose to time once.

Li Pifu, I haven't defeated you yet, how can you die?

His Majesty the Emperor Huaifucha, after knowing this shocking news, probably also had a feeling very similar to his daughter in his heart, he thought silently, Li Pifu, you old thief, I haven't killed you yet, why did you die?

At that time, His Majesty the Emperor was roaring in anger because of the alliance between the underground resistance organization and the federal army, but when he heard the news of Li Pifu's death, he suddenly calmed down, waved everyone out of the palace, and himself passed through the screen full of sunflowers, came to the railing of the Star Picking Palace, and looked at the untouchable ground.

Then His Majesty the Emperor let go of his hand and threw down the vine, which was stained with old blood.

"On the 10th of next month, the funeral will be officially held. ”

In the old house of Xilin Sunset in the second district of Wei, Tian Fatzi leaned on the soft sofa, looked at the news screen on the light curtain, and said to the two guys over there.

"Have you read the press release on Qinglong Mountain? I heard that it was written by the leader of Nanshui himself, and I also heard that his health seems to be no longer good. ”

Xu Le was holding a large white towel in both hands. Rubbing the restless head inside. "I also heard that when the newspaper on the Imperial side reported the death of the marshal, it wrote a sentence in a corner.

"What?"

"Li Pifu is dead. ”

Tian Fatzi sighed twice.

On the news footage, there was no trace of snow on the Capital SAR Charter Square, and a dense crowd of people stood in the square looking up in anticipation, in the open space opposite the famous group portrait of the five-person group. I don't know when there was an extremely tall statue, accompanied by eager applause, the curtain outside the statue flowed down like flowing water,

Fortified with retro bronze materials, the Federation's most famous master carver has been decided, and the heavy metal die-casting department of the Fruit Shell Mobile Company has been built, and there is finally one more statue in Charter Square for thousands of years.

The statue is of the young Li Pifu, who was wearing a tattered federal military uniform, standing in the half-open hatch of a Peng 7 mecha, in front of the sharp weapon stretched out from the mecha's right mechanical arm, pointing to a broken imperial royal wooden horizontal flag with a charred black edge.

All the people know that the image chosen for this statue refers to the assassination that changed the fate of the Federation, and the broken Imperial Wooden Banner naturally refers to the Emperor who died at the hands of the God of War.

The sky was full of fireworks, thunderous applause, and countless federal citizens looked up at the statue of Li Pifu with tears in their eyes.

Tian Fatzi looked at the news screen, spread his hands and said: "General Li Zaidao relayed the marshal's last words, and the marshal made it very clear in his last words that he refused any form of commemoration. ”

"The proposal unanimously passed by the council, not to mention General Lee Jae-do, even if it is a dead old man, there is no way to change anything, he can't jump out of the coffin and shout: I don't want to erect a statue!"

Xu Le shrugged with a smile, continued to rub the restless head under the towel, and said, "Actually, just like a group of five, the marshal doesn't need to set up a statue, but the statue has already been planted. ”

(The title of the chapter is the title of a short essay by Montaigne.) Actually, now go back and look at these things. Quite nonsense. These chapters feel really good. I don't know why the quality is getting better, and finally I seriously asked everyone for a recommendation vote, and it was on the weekly push list again. It feels good as usual, thank you. (To be continued)