In front of the mother, I have to add the word "heard". I have to say that this is a great helplessness and sadness. Standing in front of the sparsely grassy grave, Xu Le's face has no expression, but he does not know what is echoing in his heart. of emotion.
Before today, he always insisted on seeing himself as a member of the ordinary and happy family in Donglin. His father was called Xu Shucai, his mother was called Huang Yang, and his younger sister was the cutest little Xianyi until he saw this humble tomb with his own eyes. Looking at an unknown palace concubine who had been sleeping for many years through the thick soil, he suddenly felt a sense of connection that was difficult to cut. Donglin's childhood memories and beautiful family memories were still the same. Gradually some other entanglements.
Zhong Yanhua opened her eyes wide and looked at the barren tomb curiously. After knowing the identity of the person in the tomb, the girl felt a little bit of inexplicable and inexplicable nervousness. Her hands were as smooth as white stones in the stream, tightly clenching her hands. Xu Le's sleeves, suddenly she raised her head, looked into his eyes, and asked, "Let's say goodbye?"
Xu Le nodded, Zhong Yanhua bent down, picked up the stones in the grass on the ground, and threw them away, then turned around and grabbed his thick, strong and warm palm, like a child, leading him to the grave, slowly. Kneel down.
Because of the excessive amount of dust particles in the atmosphere, the twilight of Mohua Planet is like a metal armor sheet that has been smeared with blood thirty times. The bright red is filled with a chilling gray, and the light flows through the grassland from the setting sun. Sprinkled on the densely packed graves, it formed a kind of blunt, chilling and tragic feeling.
Admiral Du Shaoqing, the former commander-in-chief of the federal enemy, stood silently in front of the battlefield cemetery, with his hands in black lambskin gloves behind his back.
He looked at the tombs of these soldiers lying in a foreign country, and his stern expression occasionally showed a hint of exhaustion. His eyebrows were still straight, like a sword that had just been unsheathed. Only his closest guards could see it. The few strands of silver between the two British eyebrows.
Due to some reasons that the enemy and us are not always clear but echo each other, the intensity of the war on the surface of Mohua planet has gradually calmed down during this period of time, especially in the Strait Battle Zone, known as the meat grinder, where the damp The atmosphere has not been torn apart by missiles for three consecutive days. As the top commander of the federal front line, Du Shaoqing finally has some time.
"This war has been fought for three years. If you count the counterattack from Xilin, it has been more than five years. Back then, I took the seven divisions to the military exercise every day. I must admit that I had an infinite desire to start the war, but now I don't know this war. How long will it be before we have the final victory."
"You and I both know that even if the crystal mines of the X galaxy start to play a role, with the current fleet carrying capacity and number of troops of the Federation, there is no way to completely defeat the empire, let alone enter the Tianjing star and capture their emperor."
"But we have to fight."
The blood-like twilight leaked from the iron-like sky, and reflected on the cheeks of this famous iron-blooded general. His eyes were not narrowed, he looked at the tombs in front of him, and said indifferently: "Even if it is just for the 28373 buried in front of us. A Federation soldier, we must also fight, at least this ink flower planet must become the territory of the Federation."
Outside the white fence of the battlefield tombs, a black federal military mecha is ready to go. The twin-engine tunnel on the waist of the tall mecha emits a unique buzzing sound. The use of turbo technology makes this mecha’s power performance. It is a lot higher than the ordinary new generation mecha, except for the imperial princess's Tao Miasma and the former Xiaobaihua, there is no match for it.
Li Feng, the only one in the federal military who has the ability to control this MXT, was smoking a cigarette and standing silently behind Du Shaoqing, listening to what he said about parting before parting. Nodding to show understanding.
According to the tradition of the Federation forces, soldiers who died on the front lines, whether generals or ordinary cooks, are usually buried on the planet where they died, which will prove that the places they fought and bleed are the Federation. land.
Now that the federal troops are deep in the belly of the empire, Du Shaoqing said without question that the Mohua Planet must be shot down, so that this planet that killed countless federal youths became a part of the federation.
"I have wronged you over the years. Because of me, you must stay in the headquarters as a bodyguard and stay by my side."
Du Shaoqing's eyes fell on Li Feng's epaulettes, looked at the flowers, frowned and said: "With your ability, once you enter the war zone, you will be on your own, no matter how much Chairman Li suppresses, even if you only rely on military merits, you can also put your epaulets on it. Stack up a gold star."
Li Feng bent his fingers slightly, and flicked the cigarette butt into the distance. His burly and tall body seemed extraordinarily calm. After a moment of silence, he replied, "No grievance. I promised this when I took Xu Le from you. I ran away from my hand, and I had to give myself back to you."
"My mission now is to save your life."
He looked at Du Shaoqing's weathered profile and said, "Whether you are the division commander or the commander, I don't like you, but I have to admit that the troops cannot live without you now."
After a pause, Li Feng raised his eyebrows slightly, and said with a hint of reminiscence: "Of course, if he is still alive, the former commander of the enemy must have done it, and he will definitely do better than you."
"In your heart, Zhong Shouhu has always been a father-like character, so it obviously affects the accuracy of your judgment."
Du Shaoqing put his hands behind him, looked at the bloody Yeyuan under the twilight sky, and said calmly: "Under this environment, no one can do better than me, even if your grandfather is resurrected."
Li Feng was silent for a moment, strangely not sneering at this seemingly exaggerated and narcissistic argument.
"But you're right about one thing, if the tiger hadn't died, many things in this universe would have changed. It's absolutely impossible for me to be the commander, and the Xilin people won't just squeeze out twelve mechanics. come out."
The corners of Du Shaoqing's lips twitched slightly, not knowing whether it was a sarcasm or a self-deprecating smile, and continued: "Even me, I think it is a very pleasant thing to command the troops brought out by that guy. It is so high that it embarrassed the commanders of the other three military regions."
"Tiger has no grave. Of course, even if there is, I will not worship him."
Du Shaoqing slowly turned around and looked into Li Feng's eyes. After staring for a long time, he suddenly asked, "Have you ever thought that I might have a share in the explosion of the ancient bell?"
"I don't know now. If I find evidence of your participation, I will naturally have my own business to do." Li Feng said after a moment of silence: "But now I basically prefer that you did not participate in this matter, it has nothing to do with your likes and dislikes. , it's purely a feeling."
"Being on the battlefield for three years, getting some trust from you is probably one of the few things that I, Du Shaoqing, have gained on this planet."
Du Shaoqing put on his military cap, glanced at the white scroll gently swaying in the twilight wind, and asked, "If there is evidence in the future that the explosion of the ancient bell was caused by your father, what would you do?"