"Little bastard, what are you running out for?!"
The fat man jumped to his feet anxiously, lowered his voice and said, "Obedient, hurry back, Dad and uncles are playing, it's okay, I'll come to you in a while." ”"Daddy......
Woo......
Father!
”The little kid hugged the fat man's thigh."
Let's go, let's go."
The fat man's low voice was extremely sad."
I'm not leaving," the little kid howled."
Hehe......"
The fat man felt Fergo's interested gaze, raised his head, and showed a flattering smile: "General, let's talk about ours, this child's father is my friend, and he died early." ”Expressionless, Fergo suddenly reached out, grabbed the little boy by the collar, and lifted him up.The fat man's face changed, and he hurriedly said: "Don't ......"
As soon as the voice came out, he stopped abruptly.Just looked at Fergo with complicated eyes."
Pretty little boy......"
Fergo grinned as he took the little boy and made him face him."
Put me down, uh, let me down..."
The little fart struggled desperately, his body only fell down, and his dirty little face looked like a poor little flower cat."
Tell me, what's your name, and I'll let you go."
Fergo turned his gaze and looked at the fat man, without looking back."
Let me down......"
The little kid struggled desperately, crying, with a stubborn face, not at all caring about Fergo's question."
You said he wasn't your son," Fergo, apparently uninterested in tangling with a completely ignorant child, raised an eyebrow at the fat man, smiling.It's just that the smile is unusually cold."
Will ......
The general ......"
The fat man struggled, his eyes flickering, and the flesh on his face twitched.The smile on Fergo's face grew colder and colder, and he stretched out his hand, and the soldier next to him pulled out an energy pistol from his waist, turned the handle of the gun and prepared to hand it to him.As soon as he saw the gun, the fat man's face changed completely.The hesitation and struggle turned into panic and pleading in an instant, exclaiming: "Yes, he is my son, he is my son!"
”The little kid in Fogo's hand struggled even harder, the little short hand and the little short leg waved desperately, crying: "Let go of my dad, let go of my dad......"
Fogo took the gun, unexpectedly agreed to the little brat's request, and yelled at the Jeppen soldier next to the fat man: "Let go of him." ”The soldiers carefully let go of the fat man, but the muzzle of the gun was always firmly aimed at the fat man, and if he made the slightest movement, they would immediately shoot, if not to hit the vital point, and to destroy his hands and feet first.The fat man, who was let go, looked at Fergo blankly, and wanted to step forward, but he stood still."
General Fogo......"
The fat man finally collapsed, he looked at the little kid intently, his eyes were full of tears of distress, and he pleaded incoherently: "This is our adult's business, and it has nothing to do with children."
Please, let him go.I will do whatever you tell me to do, just ask you to spare my son, he is just a child. ”In the end, the fat man's emotions were completely out of control, and tears and snot fell down together."
Please, please!!"
As soon as Fergo's hand loosened, the little kid fell to the ground.The fat man ignored the guns of the soldiers beside him, and pounced on them and hugged the little boy.The little kid also hugged the fat man's neck, crying and crawling up......
"Xiaobao...", "Dad......"
The two fat men looked at each other affectionately, hugged their heads and cried.In front of the TV, there was silence.The audience stood silently, and many turned their heads away, unable to bear to watch any further.No one could have imagined that this rescue would eventually turn out to be what it is now.The red armored forces were already surrounded.The fat man with white flesh chose to surrender without any blood.Thinking of this guy's flattering face when he surrendered, and that greedy and afraid of death, everyone wanted to punch that fat face.However, even if they hated the fat man's face of surrender just now, they had to sympathize with the fate of the father and son.That little boy is only three or four years old!
And some female surnames, as early as the moment the little boy appeared, had already completely tied their hearts to this cute little boy.They covered their mouths, tears pouring out in large gulps, but their eyes were wide open, and they looked intently at the boy who looked like a little flower cat.I can't wait to rush into the TV to pick the boy out and cuddle him in my arms."
Little Bao ......"
"Daddy......"
The fat man let go of the little child in his arms with tears, stroked its head, and wiped its tears.The father and son glanced at each other affectionately, and hugged each other tightly again, as if they were holding the most precious treasure in the world, and they were reluctant to let go for a minute or a second - in the front-line command center, Li Cunxin and others, who had just been picked up by the transport ship to the aircraft carrier Hemode, looked at the screen with a sinking face.For a while, no one knew what it was like in their hearts.Felek sat down in his chair and covered his face with his hands.Sophie was already crying like tears.That little boy was once held in his arms.But now, he is on the battlefield, and all the soldiers of the death battalion are in a desperate situation.Tears blurred her eyes, and Sophie, who couldn't bear to look any longer, turned her head......
Behind her, Milan and Boswell met her eyes, covering their foreheads in pain, without the slightest sadness on their faces, but with a headache and embarrassment, angry and funny - the Allied headquarters, the generals looked at the virtual screen dejectedly.The exhibition of things has been beyond everyone's imagination.They had thought that either it would be a tragic elegy, or that it would be an inspiring triumphant escape.But now......
Hastings stared at the little kid on the screen dumbfounded and asked in a low voice, "Maggie......
That's it—" Margaret nodded, biting her lip and burying a reddened face in her arm.In the corner of the room, Bernadotte hid from everyone's gaze, his face blushing......
The most wrong thing I've done in my life is to make this damn fat man a Federation hero!
This old face was lost by this fat man!
On the screen, the two fat men are still hugging their heads and crying, desperately deducing the deep love between father and son.
————————————————General Fogo," the fat man let go of the little fart who was already crying and was about to roll his eyes and faint, and begged Fergo: "Can you let my son ......?"
"If you are obedient, he will be fine." ”Fergo looked at the fat man silently and interrupted him.This scene in front of him was something that Fergo did not expect.However, no matter how deep the father-son relationship between this fat man and his son is, it has nothing to do with him.Three days ago, it was this fat man who led the unit in front of him to annihilate an entire special battalion of his own, allowing himself to make a wrong judgment.In the past three days, as long as I think of the wrong turn at the crossroads of fate, and the thought of everything this fat man has done, I feel like I am living in hell every day.This kind of pain will never be understood by those who have not experienced it.Irreparable remorse is the most painful emotion in life.At this moment, looking at the father and son in front of him, looking at the surrounding armored forces of the Fiji Alliance that had landed, but could only surround outside, not daring to make any rash moves, and the warplanes circling and flying in the sky, Fergo felt only the joy and joy of victory.Everything is in your own control!
Just look at the affection between the fat man and his son to know that he is willing to do anything for the little boy.It's more wonderful than just catching him.There is no need for a rope, no need to talk too much, just put a gun on the little boy's head, and this fat man will not hesitate to pay any price.Fergo looked at the time, and couldn't delay any longer."
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Major General Tian," Fergo said politely: "Perhaps, you need to contact your command headquarters......"
The fat man was stunned for a moment, then nodded desperately, and said flatteringly: "I'll contact immediately, contact immediately......
I'll let them go, let them all go.They will listen to me, and they will definitely listen to me. ”Fergo nodded, glanced at the red mecha group in the encirclement that was still tense with the surrounding Jeppen mechas, and said with slightly narrowed eyes: "But I think before that, you should let these warriors under your command disarm the battle mode and come out and surrender." ”"Okay," the fat man nodded busily, then turned his head and shouted, "Turn off the engine, disarm the battle mode."
Surrender, we surrender. ”However, the fat man's cry was not echoed by the red mecha group.I couldn't help it, because the uneasy movement of several red mechs after hearing the fat man's cry almost led to the attack of the surrounding Jeppen mechas, and the tense atmosphere between the two sides not only did not disappear, but became more intense.And the Chuckner mecha cluster on the periphery also subconsciously put on an attack posture after a wave of scratching in the center.The entire battlefield was like a pond that was rippled by a stone, and with the chain reaction of scratching, the atmosphere suddenly became tense.This unexpected scene suddenly shocked Fergo into a cold sweat."
General......"
The fat man was obviously startled, and quickly hugged the crying little boy who couldn't breathe, took two steps back, and said to Fergo with a panicked face: "...
These fighters are all Chuckners, and I am only leading them temporarily.Forcibly order them to surrender, they will not accept it, I need to contact the command first..."
As he spoke, the fat man looked at the surrounding Jeppen soldiers who were staring at him, and hesitantly pointed to the command mecha not far away and said, "Can I use the electronic communication system of the command mecha...... " Fogor nodded without hesitation.With a wave of his hand, he ordered the command mecha hatch to open.At his signal, several soldiers with guns entered the mecha guard first.Watching the fat man walk towards the command mecha with the little boy who was already crying and dying, Fergo strode after him.He wouldn't allow the fat man to use other mechas, but he wasn't worried about the fact that he couldn't command the mecha alone.In the spacious cockpit of the command mecha, facing the muzzles of five or six energy guns, even immortals did not dare to act rashly.Besides, the child in the fat man's hands is a shackle for him!
Walking into the mecha, Fergo suddenly saw the little boy lying on the fat man's shoulder, and winked at himself weirdly."
Stupid!"
(To be continued)