People in the Federation reacted differently to this news.
Ordinary people are shocked and curious, and curious and blessed.
But among those people related to Xu Le Jian Shui'er, Nan Xiangmei is lost and sad, Zhang Xiaomeng is complicated and unspeakable, and Li Xiuzhu is about to go crazy under his calm face.
Zhong Zisi, the second young master of the Xilin Zhong family, smashed the TV angrily, and Zou Yu, who continued his studies in Linhai Prefecture, while holding his son Zou Liuhuo and watching the heavy snow outside the window, sneered and thought that Xu Le was really out of luck.
Xu Le and Jian Shui'er's reaction was different from everyone else, because they knew that this matter was fake, so they would guess at the beginning of the incident, or the intention of the maker, and the deeper the guess, the more heavy their mood became.
At the moment of preparing for the cosmic war with the Empire, the Federation needs a heroic figure to unite the will of the citizens of the Federation and mobilize the entire society to unite and fight, which is the reason they can think of.
Of course, Xu Le can't have this kind of influence now, he hasn't even been to the front line, but whether it is the development of X mecha, personal combat strength, or a somewhat legendary life, he already has some kind of foundation or prototype, the so-called everything, only the east wind is owed, and the only thing he lacks now is his great military exploits.
If nothing else, the Iron Seventh Division and their division commander Du Shaoqing will be another federal hero and hero collective created by Mr.
President and the military.
It's just that the part that Xu Le represents cannot be replaced, because of the heroic personal heroism he once showed in the assassination of Medellín.
Within the Federation, on the battlefield, this kind of individual heroism is a harshly criticized existence, but in terms of propaganda, this temperament is what the military's propaganda department needs most.
Many years ago, when the Federation Expeditionary Force was in a desperate situation and society was in turmoil, it was one of the most famous acts of personal heroism that turned the tide when the people of the Federation liked this kind of character, and they needed this kind of character to inspire their hearts to overcome the fear of the imperial invaders.
The Federation needs heroes, they will create heroes, they have built a large battlefield stage for Xu Le, just waiting for him to control the mecha to kill all sides, and then they will start the propaganda machine again, smearing a layer of golden light on his military uniform.
Of course, this must depend on Xu Le's future performance on the battlefield.
The god of war, Li Pifu, is a hero created by the collective will of the Federation many years ago, but if it weren't for this legendary figure, he really wrote countless legendary stories that are difficult to copy, what is the use of the Federation's propaganda machine It's just that the Federation already has the god of war, Li Pifu, why has it begun to prepare for many years now "Brother Zai Dao said that the marshal is in good health, but I don't know if it's true."
Jian Shui'er hung up the phone, frowned slightly, and said worriedly.
She and Xu Le were worried about the same thing, that is, they no longer called the old man the Lord of the Army when they spoke.
The health of the military god Li Pifu is definitely the top priority in the Federation, and it is also the highest level secret, although they are the relatives and juniors of the old man, they can't be completely sure.
One hundred and ninety-seven Federation standard hours later, the light warship sailed away from the core star field of the Xilin Region, and under the protection of a Federation fleet, quietly entered the Huiming Corridor, and flew in space for a while, and then saw an extremely strangely colored planet, appearing above the porthole.
This planet is ordinary, because of the angle of inclination, the planet's surface receives extremely uneven sunlight, and you can clearly see that one-third of the surface of the northern hemisphere is covered with ice and snow, while the lower two-thirds are green and blue, which is very beautiful.
"Every 3,000 years, the planet automatically corrects its tilt angle, and the snowy glaciers of the Northern Hemisphere melt in large quantities, rushing into the low-lying areas of the Southern Hemisphere, bringing the most spectacular and terrifying Wandering."
Magnolia stood beside Xu Le and explained softly, "The early developers of the Federation paid an extremely heavy price in order 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 Liuling, so the most remote administrative planet of the Federation was named 5460. ” Xu Le squinted at the planet, although his eyes were keen, he still couldn't see the imperial warship in the other half of the planet's sky, but he knew that the imperial people were there.
The Imperial Expeditionary Force has established a base in the northern hemisphere of 5460, and the location of Jian Shui'er's victory concert is in the southern hemisphere.
He squinted at the lonely planet hanging in space, and suddenly said: "It wasn't until I got the details of the plan that I learned that the Subsidy Country Expeditionary Force still occupied the three administrative planets in the Xilin Region. ” He turned his head to look at Magnolia and asked, "When I was a child, I watched TV news, and I only knew that the federal army was invincible, and the imperial people were defeated.
I thought that these beasts had already been driven to the unsurvivable mining planet.
Why are these things never mentioned by the Federation?"
Magnolia explained softly, "This is a propaganda need, and the military will deliberately downplay this fact if they don't make up their minds to take back the three administrative planets occupied by the Imperials.
By the time the Imperial Expeditionary Force arrived, most of the inhabitants had already been evacuated, and the three systems, including 5460, were too remote to be forgotten. ” "Most of the news media of the Federation have evacuated, which means that there must still be people left on those planets, and compatriots have fallen under the iron hooves of the Imperials, after so many years, no one is thinking of saving them" Xu Le's tightly knit brows were full of shocked questions.
Magnolia replied: "This is a desolate border of the universe, the outermost area of the Federation's colonial development, and it doesn't have much value, and the most important thing is that without the military's personal protection, journalists can't enter the front line at all." ” "I can probably understand that if the press agitates too much, and the military is not prepared enough to be kidnapped by public opinion and launch a counteroffensive, it is very likely to ruin 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 will not hesitate to spend seven years on long-range space voyages, and they will also launch a magnificent expedition.
But this is the Federation, we have the glory of the Charter, why do they still survive" "Six years, nine months."
Magnolia reported a time that all the soldiers of the Federation had in mind, "It will take six years and nine months for the Imperial Expeditionary Force to leave the mainland and arrive at the edge of Xilin. ” "In the decades following the First Cosmic War, the Emperors of the Empire sent 7.3 million soldiers to invade Xilin, which is equivalent to two-thirds of the total number of federal conscriptions during the same period."
"In the face of such a powerful invader, the Federation and the Charter's glory have cost them dearly, and now there are at most 700,000 people left who can survive, and they are still scattered across three galaxies."
"Speaking of the Charter's brilliance, the first thing any emperor should do to invade the Federation planet is to destroy all the flying machines in the planet's controllable area, all the official electronic tools of the Federation, because they know the horror of the Charter better than we do."
"They want to destroy the eyes and ears of the charter."
Xu Le was thoughtful.
"Yes, but it took them decades, and they just made the starry sky a little safer overhead."
Magnolia smiled delicately, but her smile was full of mockery, not knowing whether she was mocking the Imperial or the big men of the Federation, and continued: "The reason why the Federation has never recognized the occupation of territory is also because this is a planet that does not have a full charter and glory, and of course it cannot be regarded as the territory of the Federation. ” "Shit logic."
Xu Le shook his head and said.
I don't know when, all the members of the seven groups stood behind Xu Le and the others, and even the staff of Jian Shui'er's performance team walked out of their respective rooms.
Dozens of people watched in silence at the increasingly clear planets outside the portholes, and even faintly could see the brilliant light that lit up from time to time at the boundary between light and darkness of the planets.
"Stinger 2 Explosive Phalanx Launch."
Xiong Linquan looked at the light in a daze, and said subconsciously.
Whether it was the first time for anyone to come to the real front line, at this moment they all felt a solemn smell of iron and blood, which was spreading from the inconspicuous planet in front of them.
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Because this planet is 5460, it is a battlefield.
In the dividing line between glaciers and forests in the northern hemisphere of the planet, a circular defense base is hidden in the middle, countless heavy fire weapons are placed behind the base's bulletproof automatic armor, and within a radius of one hundred and thirty kilometers around the perimeter of the base, there are countless precision radar arrays and carefully camouflaged mechas.
The resources transported from the mines under its control were not enough to support the regular logistics of this army, so whether it was a base or a dense barracks, the buildings were often made of local materials, although they could ensure that they were strong, but they looked extremely simple, and they could not reflect the royal style that these soldiers loved the most.
The heavy alloy gate on the ground slowly opened, and the black three-speed space missile painted with the pattern of hibiscus flowers slowly adjusted its direction according to the precise positioning of the radar, and with the commander's order, the base of the giant missile began to spray flames, and the powerful impetus made the entire earth begin to tremble, and the forest was filled with the angry protest cries of the native animals.
The missile dragged its long white tail and flew towards the dark sky at high speed, and it was impossible to see the target it was about to fly at with the naked eye, as if this liquid hydrogen fuel-powered missile could only shoot through a large hole in the planet's sky, and then weakly break free of gravity and drift 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 general control system, coughed violently twice, and reported with some numbness: "The self-changing orbit satellite launched by the enemy has been successfully destroyed. ” The old-looking senior general in front of the command room took two sips of hot tea in his cup, his eyes were a little cloudy, and he sighed in a low voice: "Sometimes I really envy the money of those guys in the south.
Orbit change satellites are so expensive, they know that we will definitely shoot them down, but they still put them on our heads every day. ” Looking at his colleagues and subordinates in the command room, the old general put down the teacup, rubbed his somewhat astringent eyes, and said with a smile: "But His Majesty the Great Emperor once said that war is always a war of men. ” To be continued: