Secretary Shen's eyes passed over the semi-brown, top-quality agarwood indiscernibly, and then passed the furnishings in the villa that were full of history and power. He had already confirmed it, but today he felt very clearly that Mochou Houshan, Parliament Hill, those thousands of generations of families, politicians and giant businessmen formed an outdated circle floating in the clouds in the capital star circle.
Just like this noble lady in front of her who is willing to do some housework from time to time, her or their social attributes will always stand above the general public. They can work hard for the sustainable and long-term existence of the federation, but the goal of struggle is the same. It must be to allow his family to gain more benefits through the existence of the Federation.
This is a natural attribute, the instinct of the family. They maintain the existence of this federation to protect the interests of their own family. However, when President Pabble and the Ministry of Defense transferred those sons to Xilin, they violated this fundamental interest. , If even the lives of their children cannot be guaranteed, what are the big figures in the upper classes of the Federation fighting for
Following the call from Mr. Guoke's president, Xu Le, who was in the Xilin military camp, received a lot of phone calls or video emails. Under the pressure of the circle, those thick brows like a knife in the sheath did not tremble at all. He did not reply to those emails, and hung up many calls full of roaring voices.
The action of the big figures in the capital star circle to save the baby son was extremely sharp and pierced through the two iron plates of the federal government and the Ministry of Defense, and came directly to the seventh combat team, but was completely blocked by the hard stone Xu Le.
Whether it is threats, enticements, anger, grief, the various expressions of the upper-level bigwigs are fully exposed in front of him, but they are all useless. However, when he found out that the two acquaintances, Secretary Jiao and Mrs. Zhong, were even included in the intercession emails and phone calls, he couldn't help but feel a little haze in his heart.
Secretary Jiao is the most important confidential secretary of Defense Minister Zou Yingxing, and Mrs. Zhong is the head mistress of Xilin Region, and the two have a very close relationship with Xu Le. In the early hours of the morning, Xu Le even received an e-mail from the office of the President's official residence, which was signed by Mr. Brin, the office director.
Looking at the brutally trained soldiers on the playground, he couldn't help but be a little shocked at the influence of these guys' parents.
Fortunately, these three people who really had influence on Xu Le knew very well this person's temperament. They just mentioned some people's names in the email, and tried it out like Mr. President to see if it was possible to ask for sick leave. And when they received the email that Xu Le rejected directly, they never tried again.
Secretary Jiao is a close confidant of the Minister of National Defense, and Madam Zhong and Director Brin are big figures who may cause a storm with their gestures. However, after all, they have to live in this society and that circle of the Federation, just like the proud and noble Madam Zhong, they must also consider In the upcoming parliamentary budget meeting in spring, how much resource aid quota can Xilin District receive...
People are in the rivers and lakes, under the stars, there are always many last resorts, Xu Le understands this very well, so after closing the mail system, there are only a few heavy smiles on his face, and there is not much resentment.
He should have resented, because this was the plan of President Pabble and the Department of Defense. He was just the knife, but now the Presidential Residence and the Department of Defense shamelessly throw him to resist the angry bait of those bigwigs As a means, Secretary Jiao and Brin even shot back and returned to the capital star circle in the future, how much of the anger of the big man will he bear
The reason why his mood is still calm and firm at this time, and there is no resentment, is probably because from the beginning, he did not care about the pressure from the capital star circle and the possible revenge in the future. He confirmed that the president had the right idea, and that was enough. He himself has no desire to enter the so-called upper-class circle, not to mention that life and death on the battlefield are sparse and common, and no one knows if he can come back alive. If so, why should there be any fear
Looking at the fading moonlight and starlight on the playground outside the window, and at the willow white that was about to tear the horizon, Xu Le was a little fortunate that he did not receive an intercession email from the president of Ewha University, although he and the old president were not very close. Familiar with him, but the campus with pear blossoms is the place where he made his fortune, and the relationship is difficult to tear apart. If the old principal is really worried about the life and death of the symbol on the phone with snot and tears, what should he do?
The darkness before dawn had dissipated. He looked at the old soldiers slumped on the playground, at the seven groups of members and the constantly running medical equipment around them. He inexplicably thought of his own Fan training.
"I am your highest officer, Xu Le."
Three years ago, he once stood beside the iron gate of Ewha University, calmly said, "I am the concierge."
Thinking of his career as a concierge at Ewha University, Xu Le couldn't help but feel as if he had passed away. Now his status has changed a lot, and the good thing is that his temperament seems to be the same as before.
That night, seven groups of more than 120 soldiers gathered in the auditorium for a group dinner before heading to the front line. Before the dinner, there was no high-pitched exhortation from the executive, and no female star with bare thighs to boost morale, just silence. The old soldiers who were exhausted and suffering to the extreme, and the bodybuilders with their skin cracked by the scorching sun sat at the dining table thinking about each other. A despairing sadness escaped from these thoughts and enveloped the entire auditorium.
Nine and a half days of devil training gave these soldiers the first taste of what it means to be alive rather than dead. If they hadn't hoped that the families in the capital star circle would be able to fish themselves out at the last moment, they would not have been able to compete in the seventh group. Under the whip for so long. In fact, even the officers in charge of training, such as Bai Yulan and Xiong Linquan, were exhausted to the point of exhaustion and sat silently at the table without saying a word.
After eating a high-energy meal, the soldiers sat with numb expressions. There was no problem with their military posture, but their eyes were full of death. They went to Planet 163 to carry out the secret mission of the Charter Bureau. To their despair, they will board the battleship in the early hours of tomorrow, and their family parents still seem to have not found a way to save them.
Xu Le stepped onto the rostrum and put the pair of sunglasses on the bridge of his nose seriously. When he lowered his head and was about to say something to the intercom, the phone on his waist rang.
"Ayuan?" He was a little surprised to receive the call from the other party, his fingers holding the phone froze slightly, and he watched silently for a long time before connecting the call.
The words "A Yuan" were clearly transmitted from the intercom. Those old soldiers who were full of grief didn't respond. Only Xi Peng, who had been clenching his fists nervously, suddenly his eyes suddenly brightened.
Just like a person who was about to fall off a cliff, grabbing the only rope, he suddenly stood up and looked at the rostrum in ecstasy.
Xu Le held the phone and listened silently for a few seconds, then raised his head to look at Xi Peng, making Xi Peng unbelievable, he stretched out his finger and hung up the phone.
Xi Peng's body tightened, unable to believe the authenticity of the scene in front of him, he was instantly dazzled by the despair, he pushed aside the table and chairs, rushed towards the rostrum, screaming wildly: "Brother Prince! Tin Peng! Save me!"
Xu Lelu frowned slightly outside the sunglasses, and Magnolia stood up. When Xi Peng rushed past her, she kicked the outer edge of his thigh heavily, and kicked the speaker's son to the ground. I couldn't get up at all for a while.
"In these ten days, many people have called me and called the Ministry of Defense."
Standing on the rostrum, Xu Le held up the military encrypted phone in his hand, unwilling to look at Xi Peng, who was rolling in pain on the ground, and looked at everyone in the audience and said, "These calls are from your parents, and from many big figures in the capital star circle. ."
The auditorium, which had been extremely quiet, suddenly became quieter, but the silence of these soldiers was full of grief and despair, but the silence at this moment was more of hope and surprise. At this time, they realized that the parents at home had already checked. What happened to you.
"You are amazing, that's because you have amazing parents." Xu Le looked at them, lowered his head slightly at the vibrating phone in his hand, and said, "Countless big men are trying to save you, even the Ministry of Defense can't resist. Resist this pressure and let the pressure come directly to the seven groups."
Tai Zhiyuan's name was displayed on the black military phone, and it kept ringing silently and with great pressure. Xu Le slowly put his hand behind him, didn't even look at it again, and naturally he would not connect.
These old soldiers who had been tortured for ten days, did not know why Xi Peng had gone mad before, and stared at the stage with countless pairs of bright and surprised eyes. In their opinion, as long as their fathers came forward, this Is there anything the Federation can't do yet
However, what they heard next made everyone's mood fall directly from the warm grassland into the glacial region of the extreme north. After the hope was shattered, it turned out to be so cold.
Xu Le raised his head, looked at the new subordinates off the field, paused for a while and said with a smile: "Tell you a good news..."
"The capital star circle's actions to save your gang of federal soldiers have all failed."
There was a big uproar in the audience. The feelings of fear, grief and anger of the old soldiers were like reality. They were about to break through the roof of the auditorium. However, after being abused for ten days, their hearts had already given birth to fear from the bottom of their hearts for the members of the seven groups. No one dared to dare. Stand up and make trouble.
The phone kept buzzing and vibrating, and Xu Le held his hands tightly behind his back. He looked at everyone in the audience and carefully sipped the progress of these fighters, making him a little more confident.
After a moment of silence again, he said in a very sincere tone: "You will have a rare slice of your life. As members of the Seventh Battle Team of Whitewater of Nutshell Mobile Company, you... No, it's us, and will honorably follow Federal troops, devote themselves to the great cause of resisting imperial aggression."
What inspiring words, but at this moment in the auditorium, finally a timid young man could no longer control his emotions, and began to cry in a low voice, paying homage to the man who had not yet fully developed his romance but was about to be buried on the fallen star. Playful youth.