The days of waiting for the arrival or retreat of the Liuling seem to be incomparably long in people's feelings.
The surface of the planet was earthquaked, countless hot magma shouted and rushed to the long-lost ground, and countless melting ice and snow shouted and screamed and poured into the long-lost south.
The three largest plains have become oceans, but the summer snow falls in the hills of the southern hemisphere, and the gloomy clouds covering the sky for thousands of kilometers are swept by the gale, and they are rolled into strange shapes, and dense huge lightning flashes in the clouds, tearing the gloomy and cold sky softly, and then the thunder roars down, making the whole earth tremble.
In this hellish environment, the only thing that can make the officers and soldiers of the remaining Federation feel a little sunny is the good news from the battlefields of the other two galaxies from time to time, of course, as for how complicated the feelings of the officers and soldiers of the Iron Seventh Division are, it is not known to outsiders.
Just like Yu Chenghai, the commander of the new 17th Division, all the soldiers who watched the final general attack of the Federation's victorious military operation admired the military talent displayed by Xilin Tiger during this battle, and all the officers automatically and consciously gathered in one place to discuss the bits and pieces of the battlefield over there, deeply analyze Commander Zhong's command techniques, and study carefully.
Even the officers of the Iron Seventh Division who remained on the surface of the ground were engaged in this vigorous process of learning from Zhong Laohu, which was said to have been directly instructed by the division commander they admired the most.
In an inconspicuous gray-black light-feathered battleship in the extra-atmospheric Federation fleet, Du Shaoqing, who was sitting straight in his chair, looked at the battle reports sent by the two galaxies with a serious expression, and according to his rank, the battle reports that he could see were much more detailed than those of the junior officers, so he could see it more clearly, and his mood was more complicated.
"It turns out that in the past ten years, you have not regressed."
Du Shaoqing took off the black lambskin gloves in his hand, tapped the light curtain lightly with his fingers, raised his eyebrows sideways, thoughtful, expectant, and a confident smile appeared on the corner of his lips.
"Commander, is there anything happy about" Dongfang Pei, who was standing in the corner of the room, asked curiously.
The federal troops all know that the division commander Shaoqing has a pair of extremely loyal subordinates, that is, Ximen Jin, the commander of the Guards Battalion, and Dongfang Pei, the commander of the Assault Regiment.
Now Ximen Jin was transferred from the front line in advance for some reasons and withdrew to the capital star circle, while Dongfang Pei was wiped out of his military position because of the ambush of the Qinglongshan troops.
The tiger commander in the front-line command naturally would not use these trivial things to hit Du Shaoqing and his Iron Seventh Division, and the 5460 command did not want to offend the big red man in the eyes of the president and the military, and Dongfang Pei's refusal to rescue the Qinglongshan advance team seemed cold-blooded and ruthless, but when it came to the details, he could not find any place where he violated the military order.
It was Du Shaoqing himself who pushed Dongfang Pei to the end from the position of lieutenant colonel to the end.
Such a severe punishment was not made because of pride and confidence that he wanted to use this to give an account to some aspect to calm the matter, nor was it to punish Dongfang Pei for not saving him, but to punish him for his stupidity when he commanded in battle, and at the same time to beat these subordinates for their fanatical impulses that seemed dangerous when it came to them.
From a lieutenant colonel commander to a lieutenant colonel orderly, it may seem extremely humiliating to others, but Dongfang Pei has no such concept at all, and he feels very happy to be able to follow the division commander again like ten years ago.
The Iron Seventh Division is such a unit composed of such a group of people, they are very cold, hard and good at fighting, they are very strict with the enemy and their companions, and no one can find fault with them in terms of military discipline and will to fight, so they will become the ace division of the Federation, and become the unit with the highest status in the hearts of the people of the Federation after the Seventeenth Division.
However, on the surface of this planet and in space, the Iron Seventh Division is also surrounded by a new group of troops of the New Seventeenth Division, which has inherited the glorious history of the Military God Army.
If it were replaced before, the Seventeenth Division, which had Master Li Pifu and sent countless generals to the Federation, would definitely not take the Iron Seventh Division in his eyes, and would not even bother to do it even if he fought bravely, but because of the appearance of the person named Du Shaoqing, the two ace divisions began to be equal.
Because of the similar status, those long-standing historical grievances will find a suitable stage to re-enact, in the ground battle, the incognito friction between the two units has been constant, and the seemingly naïve but most important activities in the barracks such as grabbing military merits and comparing military achievements have been happening.
The hundreds of officers and soldiers who remained on the surface of the planet to observe Liuling were all from these two divisions.
Now trapped in a corner of the airport, the two sides often meet each other, and they have to eat in a canteen, the provocative and disdainful light in their eyes has shot each other thousands of times, and the attacks and ridicules in their words are endless, and the anger of both sides is becoming bigger and bigger, and there is a danger of outbreak at any time.
At noon, the freezing rain knocked on the window glass again, and the horn made people feel upset.
The officers and men of the New Seventeenth Division and the Iron Seventh Division began to stage a boring drama of confrontation and mockery in the canteen again, and the content of this script was roughly forever repeated between the following: When our division went deep into the empire to destroy the enemy's 17th Royal Division, you were still playing mud in S3.
When my division rushed into Xilin, you were still soaking chicks in Hong Kong, and you could only eat my leftovers.
What is the record of our division, how is the enemy killed by our division.
Our division fired the first shot of the Federation's counterattack against the empire on the front line of the Huangshan Ridge and the Lonely Ridge, and if Lieutenant Colonel Xu Le of our division did not help, would you be able to fire this shot Since Xu Le was mentioned, the quarrel that followed naturally developed as: Our division has a fifth-level ace pilot, and our division has Lieutenant Colonel Xu Le.
How many of the latest X mecha are in my division, and I have Lieutenant Colonel Xu Le in our division.
Our division won your division in the military exercises and graduation military exercises more than ten years ago, and our division only dispatched Lieutenant Colonel Xu Le to break through your guard camp.
Our division has the undefeated Shaoqing division commander, and our division has Lieutenant Colonel Xu Le.
My Shaoqing division commander is undefeated in a hundred battles, and he can be called the first general of the Federation, and my division Lieutenant Colonel Xu Le never commands, and if he is blocked in front of your division commander alone, he will not dare to go crazy.
The new 17th Division has a lot of things that can be used, but the wonderful thing is that the officers and men know very well that the most hated and difficult part of the Iron 7th Division is Lieutenant Colonel Xu Le.
Therefore, no matter what the officers and soldiers of the Iron Seventh Division say, the people of the new 17th Division will only say the four words Lieutenant Colonel Xu Le with a mocking smile on their faces.
These four words are like an all-purpose patch, which they hit wherever they need it at will, and the officers and men of the Iron Seventh Division are full of excitement and thunder.
Under the deliberate connivance of Commander Chenghai, under the influence of the sour Lan Xiaolong and the Dirty Work Seventh Group, the new 17th Division is gradually inheriting the true and secretive style of the old 17th Division: shameless.
The officers and men of the Seventh Iron Division have always regarded themselves as standard soldiers, scrupulously abiding by military discipline, and can be called exemplary; in the face of such an opponent, no matter how fierce and sharp they are in battle, they will never be able to win the victory in the fight of mouths.
Probably because they were ridiculed and ridiculed so many times that they were silent and silent, the officers and soldiers of the Seventh Iron Division finally broke out: Since you are not your opponent, then fight In the spacious cafeteria, hundreds of soldiers shouted angrily, picked up the tables and chairs beside them, and rushed towards the new 17th Division.
There was a great chaos in the field, countless federal soldiers were bleeding from their heads, swear words were flying in the air, the voices of greeting ancestors and greeting each other's female family members came and went, and the smashed cheap plastic tables and chairs were together with torn military uniforms, making an accurate mark for this chaotic scene.
When it was intense, suddenly the speaker in the corner of the cafeteria sounded, listening to the sound in the speaker, the two sides of the brawl were stunned and slowly stopped their hands, subconsciously threw away the table, chair or chopsticks in their hands, and looked at the speaker in a daze.
In the speaker, it was not Du Shaoqing's cold and angry rebuke, nor was it Lieutenant Colonel Xu Le, who was sleeping, pleaded with him, but the latest battle report from the space battleship.
"The federal forces have recovered the entire territory of 3320 and 163 galaxy clock, and Commander Zhong has entered the last base combat command room of the Imperial Expeditionary Force at this time."
"Three minutes later, the three major districts of the federation will broadcast live the televised speech of His Excellency President Pabul at the same time, and the officers and men of all units will immediately gather to organize a viewing."
The officers and men in the cafeteria clenched their fists tightly, their brows furrowed, curled or trembled, and their expressions were extremely complicated, as if they wanted to laugh, but they didn't seem to be able to laugh.
The war lasted for decades, and the final military operation was so brutal, and yet it was over, and the Empire was driven out of the Union, and the children asked their father, what were you doing, did you say that you were beating up a hateful fellow officer The victory of the Federation came so suddenly, so suddenly that few people were mentally prepared, and the people in the cafeteria stiffened for a long time before they came to their senses, and the indulging cheers replaced the curses, and the military hats that were constantly thrown into the air replaced the previous chair-legged tabletops, and all the officers and men clenched their fists excitedly, and warmly hugged and patted each other on the back with the first person they could catch.
After a long cheer, the soldiers calmed down, and were stunned to find that what they were holding in their arms might be the guy who had just beaten each other with their lives, and their faces couldn't help but change drastically, and they turned around and left to go back to their barracks to find wine to celebrate, and never looked back at each other.
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The old general Ambury stood at the exit of the badly damaged fortifications, calmly watching the setting sun in the distance, all around him were the traces of the raging streams, and the heavy glacier had been cut to reveal the black rocks below.
In these days, countless thousands of pouring Ling poured into the underground fortifications that the Empire had built for many years, destroying all the last living forces of the Imperial Expeditionary Force, and then black and white mixed into a gray heaven and earth, unable to distinguish the boundary between the dirty blood of the earth and the rocks and the corpses.
The veteran of the empire was so unlucky that his troops encountered the Rogue, and his luck was good, so the last fortifications that had been stationed were actually saved, but in fact it was even more painful to live, because he saw with his own eyes the mutilated corpses of countless young people of the empire.
The military hat on his head was long gone, and the general's uniform on his body was full of tattered small cuts, dirty, and the old man looked at the red sun, narrowed his eyes, and the wrinkles on his face reflected the red light, like a burning pile of paper.
General Ambury has lost count of how many times he has watched the fall of a foreign land, but he knows that this should be the last time, behind the bleak smile, he began to miss his homeland maple forest, which was gradually disappearing into his memory, so he took out the spear given by His Majesty with a trembling old hand.
To be continued: