People in the Commonwealth reacted differently to this news.
Ordinary people are curious after being shocked, and blessing after being curious. But among those who are related to Xu Le and Jian Shui'er, Nan Xiangmei is lost and sad, Zhang Xiaomeng is complicated and unspeakable, and Li Xiuzhu is about to go crazy under the calm face.
Zhong Ziqi, the second young master of Xilin Zhong's family, smashed the TV angrily. Zou Yu, who was continuing his studies in Linhai Prefecture, hugged his son Zou Liuhuo to watch the heavy snow outside the window, but sneered and thought that Xu Le was really out of luck.
Xu Le and Jian Shui'er's reactions were different from everyone else's, because they knew that this incident was fake, so they would guess at the origin of the incident, or the intention of the maker. The deeper the guess, the better the mood. Somewhat heavy.
At the moment of preparing for the war against the imperial universe, the Federation needs to have a heroic figure to consolidate the will of the citizens of the Federation and mobilize the entire society to fight in solidarity. This is the reason they can think of.
Of course, Xu Le couldn't have this kind of influence now. He had never even been to the front line, but whether it was the development of MX mechas, his personal combat strength, or his legendary life, he already had some kind of foundation. The prototype, the so-called everything is ready, only owes Dongfeng, the only thing he lacks now is the illustrious military exploits.
If nothing else, the Seventh Iron Division and their division commander Du Shaoqing will be another federal hero and collective of heroes created by the President and the military.
It's just that the part represented by Xu Le cannot be replaced, because of the heroic personal heroism he once showed in the assassination of Medellin. Inside the Federation, on the battlefield, this kind of personal heroism is severely criticized, but in terms of propaganda, this kind of temperament is what the military's cultural and propaganda department needs most.
You must know that many years ago, when the Federal Expeditionary Force was in a desperate situation and the society was in turmoil, it was Lipif's most famous act of personal heroism, which turned the tide... Federal people like this kind of character, and they also need this kind of character to inspire their inner courage and overcome their fear of imperial invaders.
The Federation needs heroes, and they will create heroes. They have already built a huge battlefield for Xu Le, and they are waiting for him to control the mecha to kill the Quartet. At that time, they will start the propaganda machine again. Apply a layer of irresistible golden light on it.
Of course, this must depend on Xu Le's future performance on the battlefield. Li Pif, the god of war, is a hero created by the collective will of the Federation many years ago. Legendary, what good is the Commonwealth's propaganda machine
It's just that the Federation already has the military god Lipif, why is it already starting to prepare for things many years later
"Brother Zaidao said that the marshal is in good health, but I don't know if it's true." Jian Shui'er hung up the phone, frowning slightly, and said worriedly, she and Xu Le were both worried about the same thing, so she talked about it. He no longer refers to the Lord of War as an old man.
The health of the military god Li Pifu is definitely a top priority in the Federation, and it is also a secret of the highest level. Although they are the relatives and juniors of the old man, they cannot be completely determined.
After one hundred and ninety-seven federal standard hours, the light warship left the core star field of Xilin Region, and under the protection of a federal fleet, quietly entered the Huiming Corridor, and flew in space for a while. , you can see a planet with a very strange color, appearing above the porthole.
This planet is ordinary in size. Because of the tilt angle, the surface of the planet receives extremely uneven sunlight. It can be clearly seen that one third of the surface of the northern hemisphere is covered with ice and snow, while the lower two thirds are green and green. Blue and blue, very beautiful.
"Every 3,000 years, the planet will automatically correct its inclination angle. The snow and glaciers in the northern hemisphere melt in large quantities and rush into the low-lying areas of the southern hemisphere, bringing the most spectacular and terrifying drifting."
Standing beside Xu Le, Bai Yulan explained softly: "The early developers of the Federation paid a very heavy price to establish an administrative region on this planet. At that time, Commander Zhong of the Xilin Military Region asked the military and civilians who developed the planet to ignore Liu Ling. ... So the most remote administrative planet in the Federation was named 5460."
Xu Le squinted at the planet. Although his eyes were keen, he still couldn't see the imperial battleship in the sky on the other half of the planet, but he knew that the imperial people were there.
The Imperial Expeditionary Force established a base in the northern hemisphere in 5460, and the location of Jian Shuier's victory concert was in the southern hemisphere.
He squinted at the planet hanging in space, and suddenly said, "I didn't know that the Imperial Expeditionary Force still occupied the three administrative planets in the Xilin Region until I got the detailed plan."
He turned his head to look at Magnolia and asked, "I watched the news on TV when I was a child, and I only knew that the federal army was invincible, and the imperial people were completely defeated, thinking that these beasts had long been driven to the unsurvivable mining star. Why do these things federal Never mentioned it?"
Magnolia explained softly: "This is the need for propaganda. If the military does not make up its mind to take back the three administrative planets occupied by the imperial people, it will deliberately downplay this fact. When the imperial expeditionary force came over, most of the residents All have been evacuated, and three galaxies, including 5460, are too remote to be forgotten."
"What about the federation's news media? Most of the people evacuated, which means that there must be people left on those planets, and the compatriots have fallen under the iron hoofs of the imperial people. After so many years, is no one thinking about saving them?" Xu Le's furrowed brows were filled with shocking questions.
Magnolia replied, "This is the desolate frontier of the universe. It is the outermost area for federal colonial development. It does not have much value. The most important thing is that without the personal protection of the military, reporters cannot enter the front line at all."
"I can probably understand that if the media agitates too much, the military is kidnapped by public opinion and launches a counter-offensive under the condition of insufficient preparation. It is very likely to sabotage the whole big plan... But it always feels a little weird."
Xu Le slowly lowered his head, looked at the white, green and blue planets that were getting closer and closer, and said, "In order to bypass the Gary Corridor and the Evening Scorpion Nebula, the imperial people did not hesitate to spend seven years on long-distance space voyages, and they also launched a magnificent expedition. But here is the Federation, we have the brilliance of the charter, why do they still survive?"
"Six years and nine months." Magnolia reported a time that all the soldiers of the Federation kept in mind, "It will take six years and nine months for the Imperial Expeditionary Force to leave the mainland and arrive at the Xilin side."
"In the decades after the first cosmic war, several emperors of the empire successively dispatched 7.3 million soldiers to invade Xilin, which is equivalent to two-thirds of the total number of soldiers recruited by the Federation during the same period."
"Faced with such a powerful invader, the Federation and the Charter have paid a heavy price for them. There are at most 700,000 people who can survive now, and they are still distributed in three galaxies."
"Speaking of the brilliance of the Charter... The first thing any Imperial soldier will do when he invades a Federation planet is to destroy all aircraft in the controllable area of the planet, all official electronic tools of the Federation, because they know better than us the horror of the Charter."
"They want to destroy the charter's eyes and ears." Xu Le thought thoughtfully.
"Yes, but it took them decades to make the starry sky above them a little safer."
Magnolia smiled delicately, but the smile was full of ridicule. She didn't know whether she was mocking the imperial people or the big figures of the Federation. She continued, "The reason why the Federation has always refused to admit that its territory has been occupied is also because of this... A glorious planet without a complete charter. , of course not as federal territory."
"Shit logic." Xu Le shook his head and said.
I do not know when, all the members of the seven groups all stood behind Xu Le and the two, and even the staff of Jian Shuier's performance team walked out of their respective rooms, dozens of people silently watched the portholes getting more and more With clear planets, you can even vaguely see the bright lights that light up from time to time at the dividing line between light and dark.
"The Hydralisk II missile is launched in a phalanx." Xiong Linquan said subconsciously, staring at the rays of light.
Whether it was the first time for those who came to the real front line, at this moment, they felt a solemn taste of iron and blood, which was permeating from the inconspicuous planet in front of them.
Because this planet is 5460, the battlefield.
In the boundary between the glacier and the forest in the northern hemisphere of the planet, a ring-shaped defense base is hidden in the middle. Countless heavy firepower weapons are placed behind the bulletproof automatic armor of the base, and within a radius of 130 kilometers outside the base, there are also distributed Countless sophisticated radar arrays and carefully camouflaged mechs.
The resources transported from the mine star under control are not enough to support the daily logistics of this army, so whether it is a base or a dense military camp, the buildings are often made of local materials. Although they can guarantee a solid, they look extraordinarily simple. , let alone reflect the royal style that these soldiers love most.
The heavy alloy gate on the ground slowly opened, and the black three-speed space missile painted with a hibiscus flower pattern slowly adjusted its direction according to the precise positioning of the radar. With the commander's order, the base of the giant missile was opened. The flames began to be sprayed, and the strong thrust made the whole earth start to tremble, and the forest was full of the angry protest cry of the protozoa.
The missile dragged its long white tail and flew towards the dark sky at a high speed. The target it was about to reach could not be seen with the naked eye. It seemed that this missile powered by liquid hydrogen fuel could only shoot through the sky of the planet. The big hole, and then feebly breaking free from the planet's gravity, drifting away forever in the peaceful and gloomy universe.
"Hit the target." A soldier wearing an old gray coat and a mink military cap looked at the display on the master control system, coughed twice, and reported somewhat numbly: "The self-change cast by the enemy The orbiting satellite was successfully destroyed."
The old-looking senior general in front of the command room took two sips of the hot tea in the cup, his eyes were a little cloudy, and he sighed in a sandy voice: "Sometimes I really envy those guys in the south who are rich and change orbit satellites. It's so expensive, they know that we will definitely be shot down, but they still put them on top of our heads every day."
Looking at the depressed colleagues and subordinates in the command room, the old general put down the teacup, rubbed his astringent eyes, and said with a smile, "But His Majesty the Great Emperor once said that war is always a war of people."