The temperature in Philadelphia is never too hot at sunset, and the shallow snow is shallow in the houses, and the fresh morning sun shines on the thin snow, making them seem to burn. And it really began to warm itself and melt into a subtle stream of water, which flowed down the corners of the ancient eaves, ticking and falling on the wet ground.

These subtle rains have been smashed for many years, but they have not had time to smash the hard ground into clear marks, just like the old man in the house whose eyes are deep-set and thin, calm, who has been shining in the Federation for many years, but still has no way to change too many old things in essence. The slim hall in his hometown of Philadelphia opened its doors with riveted copper nails as usual, and young and young boys shouted white mist and kicked puppets tied to fine grass, just like he had back then.

The water on the eaves is still slowly dripping.

It is the boring swing of the hour hand that is always calm and makes people feel suffocated, and it is the little boy who is holding a string of red candy and looking at the newborn red sun and drooling greedily. It was the tragic fracture of the right mechanical leg on the battlefield of gunsmoke, revealing the metal wire as thick as an arm, and the comforting sound of electronic self-examination in the mecha cabin. Tick tick tick, it was a childhood when friends shot at each other with bamboo guns and then fell down exaggeratedly. A beautiful little girl in a white cotton suit imitates the voice of a female emergency doctor when she plays the role of an emergency doctor. Tick tick, slow down the speed of ticking, and then it becomes the most familiar to the federal soldiers, the only physiological data monitoring electronic sound that can be heard when they are lonely and bored in the treatment chamber.

Tick stop.

The undulations of the light curtain, which had no sense of power jumping, had become a straight line, stretching directly to the edge from left to right, with no end and always calm.

On the other side of the glass curtain wall, the experts and federal generals of the treatment team of the Army General Hospital took off their headphones and instruments a little numbly, and looked at the old man on the bed in a daze, a little unable to believe their eyes, and always felt that the picture they saw was fake.

General Miles stared at him red-eyed and said nothing. Let the tears wash out of me, and wash the pupils and wrinkles that are already very old, but they have been washed for a long, long time, but the picture in front of me has not changed at all.

General Lee Jae-do knelt beside the bed, holding his father's increasingly cold hand tightly, there was no emotion in his eyes, and then lowered his head, pressed his hot forehead against his father's cold hand, hid his face in the shadows, and said some words of unknown meaning at great speed, as if he was saying goodbye, and as if he was confiding.

Outside the door, there was a sound of crashing in the courtyard. Some people seemed to want to stop explaining something, but some people didn't want to listen to any explanation, so they broke straight over, opened the closed door, and then saw the old man with his eyes closed on the bed and the middle-aged general kneeling beside the bed.

Li Feng, whose face was covered with wind and dust, blinked. The childishness faded, and only a trace of sadness and helplessness suddenly flashed between the calm and powerful eyebrows.

After a second, the look of bewilderment and helplessness disappeared in an instant, and he breathed deeply, walked slowly, walked to the bed, and then fell to his knees with a thud, slamming his hard head to the damn floor, falling like a mountain.

For him, the departure of his grandfather is like the arrival of the highest mountain in his heart.

"My sister-in-law will arrive in three hours. ”

Colonel Li Feng put his head on the ground, trembling in pain, no one saw the uncontrollable eruption of eyes and snot on his face, and he said in a trembling voice: "I'm also late to come back." ”

General Li Zaidao slowly stood up, carefully sorted out his military uniform and appearance, looked at the bed quietly, raised his hand and saluted.

Behind the glass curtain wall, the general and the expert door of the Army General Hospital slowly raised his right hand and saluted the most noble military salute to the thin old man on the bed.

The death of the military god Li Pifu not only means the highest in his heart for Colonel Li Feng. The sudden collapse of the peak is the same feeling for many people in the Federation. The big events that happened in the early morning in Philadelphia were still under strict news control, but the official residence of the capital district, the terrace behind the mountain, and the Federation fleet on the other side of the distant stars. The news has been received first.

President Pabur looked silently at the snow on the grass outside the general office, at the fat pigeons foraging in the snow, and his quiet eyes showed sentimentality and heavy pressure.

On the terrace, Mrs. Di held a cup of coffee, listened to Steward Jin's report on the private jet to Philadelphia, and looked at the picturesque snow. There was undisguised sadness and longing flowing from his face.

She and Li Pifu have known each other for many years, and she has an inseparable friendship with his family, and the most important thing is that. Li Pifu is the person she really respects, so the whole Yulei is probably only his departure that can make her express the deepest sadness in her heart so unabashedly.

On the other side of the Evening Scorpion Nebula, somewhere in the distant and unfamiliar Left Sky Star Domain, Admiral Hong Yuliang, the supreme commander of the Federation Fleet, stared at himself in the mirror with red eyes, and naturally remembered that many years ago, that division commander who spoke loudly and liked to tell erotic jokes, and was completely different from the hero image in the propaganda brochure.

When the division commander saw her for the first time, he mercilessly laughed at her for her eyes red like a rabbit. Rabbit. White rabbits, a pair of white rabbits, yes. That's what the division commander said then, that's how it was then.

Hong Yuliang turned on the hot water switch, let the curly Wang Jin's lenses, wilt the sad face in the mirror, and the red eyes, and then began to cry bitterly in the hot fog.

Xilin Sunset Prefecture south, the apron of the federal Changfeng military base, the beginning of February of the seventy-second year of the federal standard calendar, it should have been a deep winter and a cold cold. But this is only for Yin after all, Xu Le, who is wearing sunglasses, enjoys the sunshine shining from the blue sky above his head, enjoys the warm smell clearly coming from the dark green military uniform, and is about to fall asleep comfortably.

A new space battleship of the Federation with a triangular floating wing design. Slid from the far side of the tarmac. In the air that is slightly deformed by the intense sunlight. The clear Union flag could be seen faintly. The space battleship drilled through six water gates in a row, and slowly came to a halt.

A grand welcome ceremony and lively military music played. The beautiful bouquet girl on the red carpet of the ramp that was newly decorated, Xu Le, who suddenly woke up, squinted his eyes and looked at these pictures through his sunglasses, thinking that Xilin had made so many preparations, and the strangers who came to negotiate were still vigilant. But I guess I'm more happy.

The hatch of the Federation battleship opened, and a middle-aged man in a black leather coat slowly walked out and stood at the top of the gangway. Waving to the black-pressed welcoming crowd on the tarmac, his mood was visibly nervous, judging by the frequency with which he waved his arms and his stiff stance.

In fact, it was not only him and the members of the delegation behind him who were nervous, but also the federal military and civilians on the tarmac, because everyone knew very well the historical significance of today's meeting.

Many years ago, the Empire's silent mission like a death squad visited the Federation, and for many years after that, the humans on both sides of the Evening Scorpion Nebula never had direct contact again, until today, another group of brave or stupid Empire people, not with ammunition but with negotiating conditions, came to the land of the Federation.

Stupid is an insulting word. Naturally, this is not the assessment made by me, a young historian with a conscience.

"Stupid. The commander of the Second Rapid Reaction Brigade of the Xilin Military Region stood beside Xu Le, and he looked at the one above the gangway. The Imperial Man, who had stiff movements, took off his sunglasses and mocked calmly: "I actually came here wearing a piece of skin." Stay for a while. Bureau to find him trouble. ”

Calm and mockery generally can't be used in parallel, but this young Zhuang brigade commander behaved very naturally, because calling the Imperial people stupid is a very natural, even close to the truth for the Lianxi soldiers, so he can be very calm.

Xu Le shrugged his shoulders and walked towards the staircase, not trying to dissipate the atmosphere, although he knew that this hostile atmosphere would not do any good for formal negotiations, but he knew better. Decades of blood feud are impossible to be suppressed by a few words of their own bullets.

Presiding over cooperation negotiations with the Imperial Underground Resistance is the latest assignment given to him by Mr. President. Of course, it is also the best excuse for the government radicals to expel him from the capital circle, after all, this matter is the thread he pulled in the empire from the beginning.

Xu Le walked towards the gangway in the diffuse sunlight. The mood is really very calm, he has had a lot of contact with the members of the underground resistance organization who came from afar from the empire, and he knows that the other party is not much different from ordinary Federation people, so he naturally does not feel troublesome.

He's just worried about trouble over there. Shi Qinghai is in trouble over there, I don't know if the uncle will go to see the old man for the last time, whether the uncle's safety will be in trouble, and Shi Gongzi has started to be ghostly again these days, and every time he starts to be ghostly, it means that something troublesome is about to happen.

Worried and unresponsive. Xu Le asked the old thing to help him check Shi Qinghai's whereabouts, but he was extremely surprised to find that the guy didn't know what method he used, and he actually concealed the most critical scans of the charter throat and Hui.

There was also a problem with the Colonel Lake.

The Internal Affairs Department of the Ministry of National Defense arrested this person, and Tian Da Stick made it clear that he would not let him die a very happy death, and now that the general election is imminent, everything must start from stability, and this person is temporarily detained in a secret military prison, but the problem is ,... I really didn't commit suicide.

Killing yourself is always a simple thing. Especially for a well-trained special soldier like Colonel Lake, so he did not commit suicide, which means a very difficult thing for Xu Le.

They are very confident over there, why are they confident?

"Colonel Xu Le, it seems that you are not very happy to meet your old friend. On the red carpet under the gangway, a middle-aged imperial man in a black leather coat looked at Xu Le in front of him, and waved his arms a little exaggeratedly and complained: "Are you going back to the Federation?" Forget about us murderous arsonists?"

The government interpreter standing in the middle of the crowd was very nervous when he heard this, and did not know what words to use to accurately express the militant friendship of the revolutionary friends of the empire, and not let Colonel Xu Le hear the swear words.

Xu Le stopped Tsunazawa's efforts and took off his sunglasses. Smiled and hugged each other and said, "Muen." Welcome to my hometown. ”

(The first part of this chapter is very well written, tick-tick, time is tight, and the next chapter is about half past two.) (To be continued)