On the light screen of the TV, a young Shi Pong, whose facial features were distorted by grief and anger, threw away the crutches under his arm, and charged towards the camera with his eyes wide open. He is Da Vinci, the son of the governor of Qixia Prefecture. He is a recruit Da Vinci of the seventh group. He is Da Vinci who just lost his roommate. superior.
The picture captured by the camera suddenly distorted rapidly, it should have fallen from mid-air, hit the ground hard, then bounced up, and then fell.
There are some mud spots on the screen, and the tilt is extremely weak. The viewing angle is far from a big tree in the middle of the barracks, and three Sanqi brand cigarettes that are about to burn to ashes under the tree, and then return to darkness.
In the darkness, the voice of the voice that was so familiar to the Commonwealth citizens rang out with a hoarse and calm repression that could not be concealed.
"This is the last mission of the seven groups on Planet 163."
"When we left the diamond base the night before yesterday, this unit had a total of 103 members."
"At 10:12 this morning, until Lieutenant Colonel Xu Le finally returned to the team, there were still fifty-two people left in this barracks."
"Some team members are being rescued in the field hospital at this time, some team members fell into a deep coma and were urgently sent back to Xilin Main Star, and some people are still alive, but..."
"Some people have left."
The hoarse voice of the narration gradually faded, and the scene on the TV light screen was still a heart-pounding silence, and then there were many rows of pure white subtitles, slowly rising from the bottom to the top, and gradually exiting the screen.
Xiao Thirteenth Floor.
Feng Yuanzheng.
Solutions.
Each name without any emotion represents a team member who left the seventh group forever and sacrificed heroically. At the end of the subtitles, there is a name called Xie Jishu, the "Seven Group" documentary film crew, behind this name In parentheses, it is written: The technical adjutant of the Charter Bureau, who died in the last battle of the seven groups, was later accepted as a non-staff member by the seven groups.
The picture is dark again, like the twinkling of stars, and a row of small characters appears in the lower left: The third episode of "Seven Groups", "Survival and Death" ends.
This is a replay of the federal news channel, but it still attracts countless federal people to watch it seriously. Seeing the list of the sacrificed team members and the last row of small characters, countless rude men have red eyes, countless sentimental women wet their handkerchiefs, and countless young students who believe in nothingness and are sloppy start to be silent.
Zhang Xiaomeng in the parliament building took off her black-rimmed glasses and rubbed her brows. She seemed to be dispelling her tiredness, but she wiped away a few tears inconspicuously, not only because she was moved, but also worried. The safety of that man on the front lines.
At the same time, in the Xilin Sunset State Barracks hundreds of millions of kilometers away, Xu Le, who was naked, let the cold water splash against his skin, his eyes fascinated by the water mist narrowed slightly, staring at the TV light outside the glass curtain wall. The curtain, staring at the darkness, was silent for a long time.
None of the seven team members mentioned it, but because of a certain emotion, they tacitly did not watch the third episode of this documentary, although it was their own documentary. But tonight Xu Le couldn't hold back after all, and still watched it.
Da Vinci, whose legs were bloodied by the bullets of the Imperials, did not become a cripple as he feared, but was still alive and kicking, and even took over Liu Jiao's driver position with the black car skills he had acquired in S1. Liu Jiao, who was shot in the abdomen, did not die. The wound on the outside had already healed, but even though the broken intestines were connected in one place, he still had habitual diarrhea. Many players died, and their names seemed to be forgotten.
Xu Le squeezed out the spray, wiped his body silently with a thick towel, thinking that the battle was not long before, why did he feel that it had been a long time
The well-proportioned muscle lines that hide terrifying explosive power are calm in his naked body. There are countless lighter scars on the dark and healthy skin, especially the few new wounds on the left arm and the back of the buttocks, which are very clear. It was a wound from the last net laying mission, and some things may really fade with time, but these wounds are not so easy to remove.
He walked out of the room again in the middle of the night. He lit a cigarette and sipped it thoughtfully, as if he was tasting a delicious drink. Walking unconsciously in the barracks, it was like walking on the campus of Ewha University back then.
When he passed a window, he slowed his pace and subconsciously looked into the unlit room. Da Vinci lived in this room. The governor's son was the only new player left by Xu Le's side after the reconstruction of the Seventeenth Division. Of course, he should be considered a veteran now.
At the very beginning, Xiao Thirteenth Floor also lived in this room, and foot odor also lived in this room. Now that Xiao Shisanlou is dead, and the foot odor is gone, I wonder if Da Vinci can live in the habit.
Thinking of this, he raised his eyebrows subconsciously, and then heard the sound of Da Vinci crying in the room.
It turned out that this guy, like himself, couldn't hold back after all, Xu Le thought silently, then shook his head, and accompanied by the cloudy night sky, he walked out of the gate and came to the barracks that covered the mountains and plains.
The Federation reorganized the seventeenth division and became the inexplicable technical director. This unit with a glorious history seems to have its own brand, but after all, he is only a young man in his early twenties. How can this be absurd of course
Xu Le thought with a gloomy mood, how much of this was the price of his cold-blooded murder, the concessions of the Seven Great Families and powerful politicians? I and the seven groups were dying for the Federation on the front line, but the gang of bastards in the capital star circle in the back are still doing things, how can people not be angry
He took a deep breath, and the emotions shaken by the documentary and the strange encounter quickly calmed down, the feeling of heaviness on his shoulders, the quiet camp behind him, and the tens of thousands of ordinary federal soldiers in front of him should have made him proud or proud, but only himself He knew that there were many big problems in his body that covered his big heart like a shadow, making it difficult for him to breathe.
The political struggle between President Pabble and the seven families and politicians who really control the federation is still in a calm state for the time being. If the conflict breaks out in a few years, he, a professional officer who is far away from the political circle, how should he help? other side
Once the Federation attacks the mainland of the Empire, what difficulties will he and the New Seventeenth Division face? What kind of energies will the brave and adept imperial army explode on their own soil? Will the sixth-level pilot princess who is famous in the universe appear in front of you? What made him feel cold the most was why the Emperor was so angry because of Jian Shui'er
What is the connection between the uncle and the empire? Why did he become a first-order wanted criminal? Did he really betray the Federation, or did he violate the real bottom line of the brilliance of the Charter because he possessed the terrifying ability to disguise chips
There is also a camouflage chip on the back of his neck. Why didn't the Federal Central Computer list him as a wanted criminal? No warship has fired at him over tens of thousands of kilometers
why all this? A strong confusion flashed in Xu Le's eyes. These questions kept pressing on his heart, and even started to make him feel pain, because the unknown is a kind of torture.
Outside the barracks wall in the middle of the night, there is a night wind blowing, not cool, but a little dry.
The corners of the military uniform draped over his shoulders swayed in the wind, and then a line of white characters appeared in his confused left eye pupil.
"The difference can always be only the difference of the program."
He was silent for a moment, and asked the ubiquitous old thing in his mind: "Why is there a difference? Why are you willing to answer my question today?"
"According to my logical judgment, any good theoretical physicist will become a philosopher in the end, but a philosopher without any theoretical basis is often just a utopian."
The Federal Central Computer replied in his eyes: "As an engineer who has not studied theoretical physics in depth, but concentrated on the extensional operation of experimental physics, you are becoming more and more like a philosopher tonight, which can only prove your mental state. Some kind of irritation. As a federal first-order protection object, it is necessary for me to issue a warning to you."
"As long as you don't give me random electric shocks like those mentally ill psychiatrists, I thank you for your warning." Xu Le replied silently.
"Thank you, I'll answer your questions."
"Just because you're worried that if you don't answer me, I'll go crazy?" Xu Le asked in disbelief.
The federal computer was silent for a moment, and then replied: "You have sufficient authority, and more importantly, I seem to have an increasing desire to chat with people, if a strong tendency to self-programming can be counted as desire."
Hearing this answer, Xu Le suddenly felt a little cold in his body. After being silent for a long time, he forcibly suppressed the tension in his heart, clenched his fists, and stared at the dark night in front of him, as if he was staring at someone who could never be seen but always existed. The monster, said: "Thank you very much, I want to know what the difference between me and my uncle is."
"If the uncle you are talking about is Yu Feng, citizen number xoxoxoxox, Feng Yu, citizen number xoxoxoxoxo, Jin Dingzhen, citizen number xoxox, George Carlin, citizen number xoxoxoooxo..."
Xu Le scratched his hair angrily and said, "You don't need to show your terrible data retrieval ability, yes, the uncle I'm talking about is this guy."
"Wait." His expression stiffened and he asked, "You mean that George Carlin? That's the… you know, George Carlin who created George Carlinism?"
"Although according to my archives, George Carlinism arose after the unusual disappearance of citizen George Carlin, what I'm saying should be what you think."
A pioneer who exposed the underworld of the Federation, a genius professor of political history, a famous scholar whose theory led countless political situations in the middle of the Thirty Constitutional Calendar. Moe's idol is actually the rotten-tooth uncle who accompanies his adolescence growing up and regularly engages in prostitutes
Although Xu Le had been keenly aware of some details and imagined such absurd possibilities, but now confirmed by Charter Computer, he was still slammed into the deep sea of confusion by this fact, and it took a long time for him to surface with difficulty, shocked and emotional. Said: "It's a really uninspired, but scary answer."
Chapter 194, The Journey of Xilin, Volume III Technical ability and cunning life planning. But that's not the biggest difference between you and him."
The federal central computer calmly displayed in Xu Le's eyes: "He is the first-sequence wanted criminal of the federal government, that's the difference."
Xu Le quickly got rid of the shock and regained his composure. He frowned slightly and said, "This is just an external manifestation of the internal cause... How can the Federation confirm that he has betrayed the Federation? If this matter and the munitions warehouse on the Empire planet 20 years ago exploded Relevant, your radiant tentacles are not there, how can you confirm?"
"One, my information-gathering ability has extended with the advancement of the federal army. I have existed on that strange planet for a short time, and I can confirm that this citizen has caused irreparable damage to the military operations of the Federation. Two, He became a first-order wanted man, not because of the bombing, but because he entered an anomalous condition."
After Xu Le was silent for a moment, in a calm tone, he firmly told his most important secret, although this secret had no meaning in front of the old thing.
"That's the difference I'm asking about. You're well aware that I'm also in an abnormal state."
"The difference between the two abnormal situations is that you accepted my request for active contact, and he refused seventy times."
Xu Le was silent again, then raised his head, stared at the darkening night and the darkening sky in front of him, and said in a hoarse voice: "Accepting the active contact means that I give up the protection of the First Charter and allow you to pass the The chip enters your own brain. Does this mean that you have the ability to kill me at any time, so you will let me continue to live in this universe, and then make some kind of experimental observation?"
His character is like Donglin's stubborn stone, but he has strong logical analysis ability. He has never asked the above sentence, and he has rarely even thought about it, but he knows that this may be the truth that best fits his strange relationship with the old thing. The reason why he didn't ask or didn't want to before was because he was afraid.
The white characters in the pupil of the left eye disappeared for a few seconds. The great being who was incarnated and roamed the universe as electronic information among countless satellite equipment, facing Xu Le's calm and sharp suicide questioning, It also takes time to think.
"Do not."
The Federal Central Computer finally began to answer: "According to the provisions of the Secret Clause of the First Charter, I am absolutely forbidden to issue any direct physical operations to non-First Sequence individuals to clear objects. Physiological indicators bring a range of negative effects.”
"You were not included in the first-order scavenging target because you accepted the request for active contact, and you are no longer suspected of being the first-order scavenging target, not because I can control your physical existence or death."
"Your speculation about the latter, in my opinion, is just an inference of the tendency of human beings to be too complicated and redundant, rather than the logical rules that I strictly enforce."
Xu Le frowned and pondered for a long time after a few complicated and eloquent words, and finally understood roughly what the other party wanted to express.
In those endless weird black dreams, he accepted the request of Charter Computer to actively contact him. From that moment on, his life was full of absurdity and non-realism.
He is the only guy in the universe who can communicate with the federal central computer through the back of the neck chip. Because of this fact, he has come back from the brink of death many times, and has obtained unimaginable permissions and benefits, if those are benefits. .
However, whenever he thought about what was in his mind, the old things were very clear. As long as the other party wanted to, he could control the pulse of the chip behind his neck at any time, and let himself die silently, Xu Le would feel... very scary.
"But why?"
Xu Le still had countless questions but couldn't find the right vocabulary to organize the language. The brilliance of the Federation's charter came from the hands of the holy group of five. Legend has it that it was the great crystallization of the civilization before the catastrophe. No matter how talented he is, he still feels a little powerless, so he can only ask in a broad and vague way like a child.
"My kernel logic can't fully understand your situation." The central computer delayed again for a while before replying in white characters: "This is an established program left by the five-person team."
"It has something to do with the group of five?" Xu Le asked in shock as he looked at the continuous barracks in the distance, his eyes widened.
"About this matter, I have carried out a lot of calculations and information retrospective retrieval work, but I still haven't touched the core of the event until countless years ago. According to the existing calculation results, I have come up with a probability of % The conclusion of around ninety-one: When you accepted the active contact, there was a piece of information left in the replacement chip behind your neck, which activated the corresponding program in my deep core."
"According to this procedure, you have become the subject of the first-sequence protection of the Charter. Two minutes and thirty-two seconds ago, you mentioned that I treated you with an experimental subject. According to my calculations, the five-member team may be this one. attitude."
Xu Le noticed the white characters in the pupil of his left eye. The old thing did not use the word camouflage chip, but a substitute chip. A small doubt flashed by, and he was attracted by the more critical content, and asked nervously. : "What kind of surviving pieces of information?"
"According to my analysis, the replacement of the remaining pieces of information in the chip is not given to it by the process manufacturer of the chip. Those extremely complex mechanical languages should be left over by a certain existence, and I can smell the familiar smell in it. , the core between us should be completely homologous... It's just the way it writes the mechanical language, it's so beautiful, so beautiful that I'm tempted."
Tonight, the central computer that has been answering questions like a theoretical physicist as rigorous or wordy, finally showed some emotional ups and downs when talking about the residual information fragments in the disguised chip.
Xu Le was an engineer after all. After hearing what the old man said, he didn't have the energy to worry about his own problems at all, and his body was as stiff as iron when he was shocked.
He thought with a little bit of hesitation: There is actually a homology with the core of the Charter Computer in the universe... or even a higher-level existence? Could it be the remains of a civilization before the catastrophe? There are only residual fragments of information, does it mean that that existence has died out in the long history? Why do the disguised chips made by the uncle have these residual fragments of information? Can humans find it
At this moment, all the political shady scenes, the decay of the aristocratic family, the cosmic war, the prosperous life, the beauty in pink, and even the strongest emotions have all left Xu Le's brain. When Tai Zhiyuan looked up at the starry sky at the seaside, he was deeply attracted by the sublime that transcended the conflicts of interests in the world.
This inference is very explosive. If any engineer in the federation knows about it, he will be as excited and demented as Xu Le, unable to control himself.
"We have to find it." Xu Le said to the old thing in a very serious tone.
"The strange program left by the five-member team, which listed you as the first-order protection object, should also be based on this reason. Although they did not leave specific plans, I have been trying to decipher the remaining fragments of information. But it's a pity , these residual fragments are too few…”
The white characters displayed by the federal central computer seemed to have a hint of sadness and disappointment at the moment, "According to my calculations, in a dangerous universe, the chances of the other party being able to survive are not high. No one can live forever, those five people are all After death, no computer can really exist forever, especially since the other party does not have a material supply base like the Federation."
"Uncle made these chips." Xu Le suddenly whispered: "He is a genius in the world, maybe only he can explain all this, but you smashed him to pieces."
The old thing said, "I think these chips have something to do with the Empire."
Xu Le's body froze again. After a while, he shook his head and said, "Everyone knows that the computers in the empire are not as good as your grandson."
"The abnormal conditions from No. 1 to No. 71 have a very deep connection with the Empire. The first time he entered the abnormal situation and broke away from my monitoring was after he returned to the Federation from the Empire Star Region."
Knowing that the uncle had been to the empire, Xu Le was not surprised. He lowered his head and looked at the white cloth on his knees and said, "If these chips are really related to the empire, does that mean... Before the catastrophe, the federation and the empire had Possibly originated from the same civilization?"
"This is not a very new or absurd inference. In fact, as early as the last two years of the 36th Constitutional Calendar, some scholars in the Federation put forward a similar view. Although this view has been severely criticized, there are still many Scholars are publishing relevant papers.”
"What is your opinion?"
"Imperial people are not alien beetles in science fiction, nor are they strange silicon-based life that I can't even imagine. They have physiological structures, social systems, and civilization models that are very similar to federal humans. Amoeba with the lowest IQ can also See how they relate to us."
"In the infinite and vast universe, the galaxy we are in is only one of the grains of sand. On this grain of sand, life can independently evolve two identical civilizations? No, the universe will produce miracles, but not joke."
"Well, it seems that the Federation and the Empire are really distant relatives... It's a disgusting fact." Xu Le thought a little depressedly.
"It's not a distant relative, it's a close relative." The old man said coldly and meanly.
Xu Le was silent for a long time, then shook his head and sighed: "If, I mean, if the Federation and the Empire are really brothers who have been separated from the universe, then...why do we have only bloody wars when we meet each other, not bloody wars? anything else?"
"This question should be asked of a human, not a computer."
"In addition, according to the provisions of the First Charter and the current federal laws, even if the Imperial is the father of the Federal, when he commits unstoppable and life-threatening domestic violence against you, you can smash the father into flesh with a hammer. without any legal responsibility.”
Xu Le laughed, snapped his fingers to express his appreciation, and said, "Absolutely correct, father and son are like this, let alone brothers who have not seen each other for many years?"
The Federal Central Computer ignored his relentless determination and calmly issued his own request: "Because the replacement chip behind your neck is related to the Empire, I suggest that you follow the Federation into the Empire and check for relevant clues."
Xu Le replied very simply: "Okay."
"There is an antique building in Imperial Kyoto. I don't have a map, but it should be easy to find because its owner is a master of the empire."
Chapter 195 of The Journey to Xilin, Volume 3, Look at the sky, so I went to a place full of snow In the history of a hundred years, the armies of both sides have hit each other's homeland. In a certain year, the imperial family of the empire even sent an official mission. The two sides already have a certain understanding of each other's social system, customs and people.
In the past, Xu Le didn't care about the empire, because Donglin was too far away from the front line, and the miner orphans were too far away from the war in the universe, but now that he is a senior officer of the Federation, he must have some understanding of these things.
Just hearing the three words Master Fan, he still felt confused. It seemed to be some kind of important official position in the empire, but there were no more details in the materials he had read.
Xu Le immediately noticed the hidden meaning in the old thing's request, and his face became a little surprised and angry: "Let me go to the imperial capital to find clues? Don't forget that I am a federal person, not a god. This is not a question of courting death, but absurd. Unless the federal army has already defeated the empire and captured the crazy emperor... But in fact, I always thought that it would be very difficult for the federation to take down the empire while I was alive."
Without waiting for the Charter Computer to answer, he waved his hand expressionlessly and said, "When I attack the Empire's mainland next year, if I am lucky enough to be alive, I will find clues for you, and I am also aware of this matter. strong interest."
This is Xu Le's sincere words. Just before taking a bath, he just received the secret file forwarded by the New Seventeenth Division. The Ministry of Defense has confirmed that the newly formed New Seventeenth Division will be quickly transferred to Planet 5460, started the first war belonging to this force.
The victory of the Federation's military operations has progressed so far, and everything has been going very smoothly. In particular, the troops with the seventh iron division have achieved great success on planet 5460. The imperial expedition led by General Ambree is already dying and may collapse at any time in the glacier. , the Federation chose this planet as the new battlefield of the New Seventeenth Division, and naturally there was a comprehensive consideration in this regard.
However, the battlefield is a battlefield after all, and people are always going to die on the battlefield, and no one can ever know who will die next. Today's Xu Le can control the MX whistling in the mountains and forests, and it is rare to meet an opponent, or he can take the military position of technical director and live in the division headquarters, watching the rise and fall of fireworks, but he still does not have the confidence to be like an uncle in the underground waterway He shouted so arrogantly: Of course I will not die, never die!
Thinking of Uncle, Xu Le felt sad and missed.
He always thought that the genius who was omnipotent and could be divided into thousands like a charter computer couldn't just die like this, but many years have passed, and his faint hope seems to have gradually turned into nothing.
With a low mood, he said: "Can you not monitor me at any time in the future? Like this evening, it suddenly entered my brain, which is a bit unacceptable."
"I can only respond to the call of my friends. When I'm lonely, I can't take the initiative to seek your warmth. It's not fair." The old man used white characters to learn the emotion of resentment.
"I want to go to the toilet to poop, I want to use my mobile phone, and sometimes I may even have sex with a beautiful girl in bed naked!" Xu Le said angrily: "When you think of these times, you are all overwhelmed. In my body, it feels very wrong!"
"The only time you've been naked in bed with a beautiful girl in a few years is that your sex life wasn't finished."
The Charter Computer replied calmly: "Of course, human physical defects should not be mocked by any human or machine, but in my opinion, sexual intercourse for the purpose of reproduction, if it needs to be separated by a layer of plastic film, will fundamentally If you can't reproduce, it's meaningless."
Xu Le lowered his head and hid between his knees.
"If you want to get this kind of pleasure in the cerebral cortex, I can prepare a nerve stimulant with minimal side effects for you. I guarantee that the level of pleasure will definitely exceed the level of sexual intercourse."
"How can I make it clear to you that sex isn't just for pleasure? It's more critical that I deserve my Charter 1 right to privacy, right?"
"I've always been curious. Sex is not for pleasure, but for what? Could it be that human beings can really make love by renaming this activity to love?"
Xu Le replied angrily, "You don't know what love is."
"I know what love is... This is an excellent line from Schiller's unpublished book, I'm sure you can understand it."
"As for the right to privacy, when you accept the request for active contact, the first charter will no longer protect your right to privacy. But according to the first charter, as a machine serving human beings, everything is derived from your cerebral cortex. The information obtained will be kept strictly confidential as the first-sequence data. No citizen can know any of your privacy through my channel. In this sense, your right to privacy is as safe as your body. "
"A universe that is unobservable and whose existence has no effect on the universe in which we live is, for us, a universe that doesn't exist... What does this physics concept mean?"
"Although your statement is very inaccurate and does not meet your academic level, that's what it means."
Xu Le suddenly asked, "Is Master Schiller really someone in the group of five? Did he really write the countless scripts?"
"One, yes. Two, conceptually in federal copyright law, yes."
Xu Le whistled softly and laughed happily: "I suddenly thought that you know all the historical details of the Federation from ancient times to the present, and I can ask you again... If I keep asking like this, I will definitely become the best history of the Federation. scientist."
"This is a certain and certain thing, and this is also Schiller's line." There was a hint of playfulness in the text replied by the Federal Central Computer.
"I'm curious, if you have always possessed some kind of human intelligence, are you male or female?" Xu Le asked seriously.
"Obviously, I'm a machine without any human primary or secondary sexual characteristics, so I don't have a gender. Do you have any issues with my current image of a loyal butler? Need me to play a female secretary in stockings and high heels ?"
"Although I don't think this image is suitable for my advanced level of calculation and logical analysis, according to calculations, in the dark room of Fox Castle prison, the three hundred and thirty-seven pornographic films you watched, that is, you argued that In more than 30% of the love action movies, the female protagonist is this kind of image."
Xu Le opened his mouth wide and was a little embarrassed. His neat teeth looked extremely white in the night. After a while, he said concisely and forcefully, like Commander Zhong in a restaurant, "That's all for now."
The old thing's reply came right away, and it seemed to be a little excited: "What shall we talk about next? Your courtship analysis? According to my calculations, Jian Shui'er should be excluded from this list, because... "
"Good night."
Xu Le stood up, patted his butt, smiled and waved goodbye to the dark Xilin night sky.
The Federal Central Computer was silent, and then left a final reply in his left eye pupil: It was a string of ellipsis that was extremely ecstatic...
Standing alone outside the barracks, behind the high wall and the shadow of a giant tree like a black stone giant, Xu Le looked at the night sky, his eyebrows raised slowly, and turned into a gentle smile.
He believes that the old man is not looking at him at this time. Although there is no way to confirm this, he must believe that, otherwise the life of being watched forever and always worried will have no meaning. Just to be able to live happily, he will You have to force yourself to believe, which is probably what Schiller's unpublished book of spiritual victory means.
Gently stroking the ordinary metal bracelet on his left wrist, his calloused fingers slowly felt the shallow traces of the handwriting, Xu Le's eyes narrowed, he hadn't opened the bracelet for a long time, and didn't even think about it. It, however, seemed to hide a secret of the universe in this bracelet, and that secret might be in the Empire.
After a short period of integration, the New 17th Division, which carried countless military leaders’ recollections and glorious history, boarded the battleship and headed to Planet 5460, where the Federation launched the first shot of its counterattack.
Among the three fallen stars on the front line, the situation on Planet 5460 looked the best, and the 163 General Offensive commanded by Deputy Commander Yi went very smoothly. Only on Planet 3320, where most of the main force of the Imperial Expeditionary Force was stationed, the battle was extremely bloody.
After urgent consultations between the Joint Chiefs of Staff and the former enemy command, and based on the results of the Charter Bureau's calculations, President Pabour strongly suppressed the voices on Parliament Hill. It proves that the army will enter the empire's local military reserves in the following year, but according to Zhong Shouhu's deployment, fourteen mechanics were directly transferred from 5460 and 163 and placed on planet 3320.
It is against this background that Xu Le and the New Seventeenth Division returned to 5460, a planet that was close to complete victory.
There are only a few troops left on this planet now, and two divisions are responsible for the final clearing and main attack task, one is the Tie 7th Division, and the other is the New 17th Division.
But as Xu Le calmly stated that night, the battlefield is never a paradise where the ultimate victory can be easily won.
The remnants of the Imperial Expeditionary Force besieged in the freezing glaciers, under the command of the old and hardened general Ambree, relying on their familiarity with the terrain of the extreme northern hemisphere, relying on the extreme weather, and relying on their suicidal bravery. , The astonishing combat power broke out, and the two famous federal teachers were dragged into the abyss of sporadic warfare in the mountains.
Reflecting the blue sky, the glacier glowing with blue light is imposing, and the virgin forest at the foot of the mountain is mysterious and dark. In this harsh environment, federal soldiers are sacrificed under the bullets of the imperial field team at every moment. , even those powerful MX mechas often fell into the traps set up by the imperial people, and then turned into charred remnants under the intensive bombardment of a group of ant-like infantry's shoulder cannons.
"Stuck in again? The Federation's most advanced mecha is actually trapped in the trap used by the ancient hunters! Is there something wrong with my brain, or is the brain of the engineer who designed this thing frozen by the snow!"
In the snow-covered federal camp, a lieutenant colonel with a bearded face widened his eyes, holding the battle damage report in his hand, staring at the pilot in front of him, waving his hands angrily and shouting: "Step on the mechanical leg. If you can't pull out the trap, it's still called a mecha? If the second mecha is inserted, I can still admit that you are trying to rape the imperial brat hiding in the ice cave!"