In a remote industrial township in the surrounding mountains and four states in the S2 region, it was dusk, and the sun was shining warmly on the simple buildings. The S2 planetary system has several of the most important resource stars in the Federation, as well as the most developed heavy industry base in the Federation. Most of the production lines of the machinery production company of the Nutshell Motor Company were set up on this planet.
The prosperity of the federal industry and the difference between the rich and the poor are also fully manifested on this planet. Therefore, in Qinglong Mountain, surrounded by four heavy industry states, a group of armed men who dared to confront the federal government has been raised. In historians is a natural thing in the eyes.
Although the Federation has been continuously passing legislation over the years to seek a balance of interests between capitalists and workers, and has achieved many results, the rise of George Carlinism in the federal society has brought a fatal blow to this attempt . The anti-government army has been besieged and suppressed for decades, but it has become stronger and stronger.
Fortunately, in the past ten years, the federal government has pursued a policy of combining military strikes and economic blockades, which has successfully curbed the development momentum of the anti-government forces, and only in recent years has driven those militants into the mountains and forests. .
Qinglong Mountain is a large mountain range spanning 2,000 kilometers. The four major states surrounding this mountain range were the bases of the federal heavy industry back then. People living here, even if they did not support the armed forces of the anti-government army, would still be able to do it. Delin MP is a staunch supporter of civil disobedience.
Because of years of fighting and the federal strict blockade policy, the industrial area near Qinglong Mountain has gradually become desolate, especially this industrial town, which shows signs of decay everywhere.
Zhang Xiaomeng, who was wearing a work uniform, walked out of the workshop of the Ji power station, greeted her colleagues with a smile, and walked back to her room. It has been more than half a year since she came to S2. Under the arrangement of the leader, she entered this industrial town incognito. The nominal relay station is actually a hidden information node of the anti-government military intelligence organization in the mountains. She is the person in charge here. people.
In the past six months, Zhang Xiaomeng experienced the terrorist attack at the concert, and also experienced several secret military encirclement and suppression by the government forces. Although those small-scale encirclement and suppression governments did not admit it, the real implementation was also the federal government. But the battles of blood and fire, the death of her companions and the broken flesh and blood made her mature quickly, and she is no longer the young girl who only knew ideals.
The treachery and cruelty of the federal government, just like the cold facts educated her, made her give up any illusions, and began to doubt the non-violent proposition of the Medellin Congressman and the idea of joining the federal political circle in the bottom of her heart. Is it a legitimate seizure The regime is also a form of capitulationism.
This industrial town is already the fourth site for Zhang Xiaomeng’s relay station. The first three have been mercilessly destroyed by government mercenaries. Many of his companions have died, but Zhang Xiaomeng has not been affected by it. Feeling numb to death, he threw himself into his work more seriously, carefully and quickly sorting out the information sent back from the capital, and then sent it to the mountains through secret channels.
In the cafeteria, he made a box of roasted beans with potatoes, and with white rice, accompanied the sunset, Zhang Xiaomeng squatted by the forest to start his dinner, and from time to time, he pushed the hair that fell down to the other side, the pair of black-rimmed glasses It is no longer worn, and the original beautiful face is darker, but it also looks healthier and more determined.
The food is not delicious, but Zhang Xiaomeng eats it with relish, because she knows that even these foods are not easy for the guerrillas under the strict federal blockade. After eating the last bite, before she could wash the dishes, she was called back.
"Why are you here?" Zhang Xiaomeng said in surprise, looking at the middle-aged wretched uncle in front of him.
She was probably the only one in the entire power station who knew that this middle-aged uncle was the leader of the anti-government military intelligence organization, and was called one of the five most worthy of learning by the Tai family prince.
"Has the message been sent?"
"Yeah." Zhang Xiaomeng replied neatly.
After a moment of silence, the middle-aged uncle looked at Zhang Xiaomeng and said, "You should have seen my analysis. Behind the new federation mecha, there is the issue of the presidential election. The organization has long been unable to control the Medellin Commissioner, but You should be very clear about why Xu Le participated in this matter."
Zhang Xiaomeng lowered his head and said softly, "Understood."
The middle-aged uncle said: "The organization does not want a young man who sympathizes with the progressive forces to put himself in danger because of this misunderstanding, so I agree with you to contact him and tell him that you are still alive."
"Thank you." Zhang Xiaomeng said.
"Get ready, we're going to set off soon." He said with a serious expression: "The federal presidential election has reached a critical juncture. According to my understanding, some people in the federation are about to start an attack on Medellin. I think, also It should be time for us to do something."
"What can we do?" Zhang Xiaomeng asked seriously.
"Do you have the courage to stand in the hall of Congress, in front of hundreds of millions of people in the federation... accusing Medellin?" The middle-aged uncle looked into Zhang Xiaomeng's eyes quietly.
No misunderstandings, no stories. However, life or the universe is originally produced by countless misunderstandings. The little black spot that was countless billions of years ago may have misunderstood its own eagerness, and it exploded unwillingly, releasing countless energy substances. , created time, shaped a long river of history, and made those intelligent lives generated by chance to interpret the dramatic scenes of misunderstandings and joys and sorrows.
Maybe it wasn't a misunderstanding, but a deception. When Xu Le drove the black car to the Galaxy Cemetery, he thought of the email he saw in the morning.
He gently hummed the tune of twenty-seven glasses of wine, and drove the car briskly along the mountain road. He didn't seem to have any anger after finding out that he was deceived, because he didn't know that the email was Zhang Xiaomeng. I came here, but thought that it was a bad uncle who knew that after he won the Kaqi Peak battle, he could no longer hide in the dark and watch the play, so he took the initiative to contact him.
Fleeing from Donglin District to the Capital Star Circle, he gradually discovered the relationship between Uncle Feng Yu and the Li family in Philadelphia, as well as the vague truth. Xu Le had already confirmed that Uncle Feng Yu was a very remarkable person. The big explosion failed to kill him, how did he die two years ago
When they broke up on the outskirts of Hexi Prefecture, Uncle Feng Yu gave him the metal bracelet and told him not to think about revenge for himself. In addition, Xu Le has been convinced recently that the fierce uncle must still be alive in a certain corner of the universe. , so he naturally thought that the email was sent by Uncle Feng Yu.
Knowing that the uncle was still alive, Xu Le couldn't feel the anger of being deceived at all, but only the joy that burst from the depths of his heart.
With this rich joy, even ecstasy, he drove into the Galaxy Cemetery in a black car. Holding a bunch of flowers, he walked to a quiet corner in the depths of the cemetery. Looking at the words Shen Yulin engraved on the black stone, Xu Le's face showed no sadness. He just squatted down quietly and placed the black stone on top. The leaves were picked and the flowers were put on it.
Uncle Feng Yu and Professor Shen were the two most important teachers in his mechanical repair career. Although he didn't get along with Professor Shen for a long time, Xu Le must have been much closer to Feng Yu in terms of feelings, but Shen Lao The professor's trust and trust before he left made him feel extremely warm.
The uncle is still alive, and the core data left by Professor Shen helped the Federation successfully develop the MX mecha. The happy things have come together. During this year, Xu Le's mood has rarely been so relaxed and happy.
He lit two cigarettes, one placed on the edge of Professor Shen's tombstone, and the other was slowly inhaled between his fingers. The light blue smoke rose in the cemetery in late autumn, like the mist in the mountains. .
I don't know if it was smoked by the smoke, Xu Le's eyes were a little sore, and he naturally remembered the situation where the professor sat on the laboratory ladder and smoked with him before he died.
He looked at the black headstone and said after a moment of silence, "Professor, we succeeded."
Probably in the past few days, the federal government will hold an official press conference to announce the development process of the MX mecha. At the moment when the Federal Academy of Sciences is in disrepute, on the small white flower mecha of the Nutshell Motor Company, the federal In history, Shen Yulin, a name that is about to be forgotten, is bound to be remembered.
Footsteps suddenly sounded in the cemetery, Xu Le stood up, looked back, and saw a pale old man walking over here accompanied by a few people.
Xu Le only saw the old man's back from a distance at the entrance of that high-end hotel, but the photos in countless books and magazines and the pictures in the news made him recognize the identity of the other party very quickly, but he just didn't understand this Why do people come to the cemetery.
Lin Yuanhu slowly walked to Professor Shen's tomb and looked at the long sleeper in the tomb. In just a few days, the leader of the federal academic world looked many years older, and his whole person was like a dry tree that could fall down at any time in the autumn wind.
"Are you Xu Le?"
"Yes."
"Tomorrow I will resign as president of the Federal Academy of Sciences."
The age spots on Lin Yuanhu's face were particularly obvious. Xu Le noticed this, but thought of what Professor Shen looked like before he died. After a moment of silence, he suddenly said, "Why are you here? Do you want to seek inner peace?"
"I've been to this cemetery before." Lin Yuanhu coughed softly, stopping his entourage from coming forward, and said in an old voice, "I just hope to get his or your forgiveness."
Xu Le looked at him quietly. Shang Qiu had already explained to him the scene in the command hall in detail, but for some reason, seeing Lin Yuanhu's calm atonement expression, he felt a strong sense of discomfort in his heart. He stared at Lin Yuanhu's old eyes, and said word by word, "Forgive? No, I won't forgive you, including you."
"Your performance doesn't mean that you are upright enough. You were just knocked down by the game I planned for half a year. You have no other choice. In the end, you want to play the role of a peaceful old man of atonement, a man who admits his mistakes. From the point of view of the underground professor Shen, this is disgusting."
"You have lived a sinister and despicable life, and you have tasted all the glory and wealth, so don't think about dying with peace of mind." After saying this, the stubborn Xu Le turned and left.