"Your comrades are all dead." Du Shaoqing looked calmly at the red clouds on the narrow flat land between the mountains in the distance. His gloved hands were behind his back as he asked, "If you were facing an entire mechanical regiment, would you be able to charge into the regiment headquarters?"
This Federation's youngest major general did not deliberately take off his gloves in front of Xu Le because of yesterday's conflict. His heart, which had been honed for many years in the military, could no longer be affected by such small matters.
Xu Le was silent for a long time before he said, "I can't do it now, but that doesn't mean I can't do it in the future."
He understood the meaning of this conversation between Du Shaoqing and himself, so he decided not to give in at all.
Du Shaoqing looked at him coldly and said, "Even if you can, no one else can."
This was a judgment that directly hit the nail on the head regarding this military exercise. If not for the help of The Glory Of The Charter, if not for the tyrannical methods that the uncle had taught him, how could Xu Le have done all this? He could do it, but the other ace pilots of the Federation military could not do it. This was a feat that could not be repeated, so it could not become a template for the Federation military.
"You're not a qualified commander." Du Shaoqing looked at him coldly and said coldly, "And you'll never be able to become a qualified commander in the future."
Xu Le silently agreed with this judgment, but when he felt the coldness and faint contempt in this person's words and thought of the killing intent he had felt yesterday, his heart suddenly hardened. He raised his head and said, "Commander, that qualified commander of yours has just been killed by me."
Du Shaoqing was not as angry as he had been yesterday. He had already sunk all his disgust toward this young man into his bones. He looked at Xu Le and said, "The Federation has a modern military system. If a commander dies, there's still a replacement. This is also why the military exercise command hall still judged the Blue Team to be the winner even though you successfully broke through the camp and killed Ximen Jin."
"The Federation has a modern military system, but … the Empire doesn't," Xu Le looked at him and said, "Marshal Li killed the emperor of the Empire, and the Empire was forced to retreat. The president of the Federation is dead, but there's still the vice president and the deputy speaker, but they can't … We're training our soldiers to fight the Empire, not the Iron Seventh Division. "
This was almost a quibble, but it was impossible to find a problem with it. Du Shaoqing's thick eyebrows, which were like heavy swords, trembled. He was silent, but the fists behind his back were clenched.
Xu Le stood quietly by his side, looking at the man's firm and resolute face under the twilight. He thought to himself, Given the man's lofty status and fanatical support in the Iron Seven Division, if he really died, the Iron Seven Division would be destroyed as well.
Du Shaoqing seemed to have guessed what Xu Le was thinking. He looked into the distance and said indifferently, "If I personally commanded the military exercise troops, do you think your MX would be able to kill me?"
This sentence was very calm, but it was mixed with endless confidence and strong deterrence, making it difficult for anyone to doubt it, including Xu Le. He pursed his dry lips and repeated what he said before, "You can't do it now, but it doesn't mean you can't do it in the future."
"You're not a marshal. You defeated Madman Li once and destroyed the Imperial Guard Battalion once, but it doesn't mean you can go anywhere in the universe. "Du Shaoqing looked at him indifferently, not hiding the disgust in his heart.
After two days of military exercise, Xu Le had gradually caught on to the complex reasons why Commander Du disliked him. This condescending and oppressive hostility came from Park Ji Ho, from the two officers he killed, from the old man in Philadelphia, but more than that, it came from the philosophy and the unpredictable future of the army.
In fact, from a certain point of view, even Xu Le admitted that Commander Du Shaoqing and his Seventh Division were walking the right path of military management. Xu Le was just following the old path of the Li brothers, walking on an old path that could not be replicated or promoted. It was not the normal path, but he did have the ability to not walk the normal path.
Uncle Feng Yu once praised Xu Le's ability to see through people's minds. This ability was even better than his mechanical engineering talent. The reason why he had this ability was probably because Xu Le could maintain an absolutely calm and clean heart under high-speed thinking, so his gaze was extremely penetrating.
After being together for several years, he could still feel the indifference in the depths of the uncle's heart. If they had only met for the first time in life, he had already grasped a certain wave band that was deeply hidden in Shi Qinghai's Source of Darkness. The acquaintance was cold and the friendship was absurd. However, he had calmly accompanied Zou Yu on a crucial journey. The reason why he had become close friends with the three of them was that he could see through their truest thoughts.
If there was a mistake in judgment, it was probably only Bai Yulan. With this kind of insight, Xu Le could see through Du Shaoqing's heart. It was not a difficult thing.
"Commander, you want to be the second Li Pifu, the second Federation's God of War." Xu Le narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at the dusk on the horizon. He said, "But I don't. I know that I'm just a piece of material that can withstand training, but it's difficult to assemble into the big machine that is the army, and I don't have the ability to drive the group forward. So, I don't want to be the second Li Pifu, I just want to be the only Xu Le. "
Du Shaoqing was silent for a moment. After laughing out of anger yesterday, he returned to his cold expression. Listening to Xu Le's words, no one knew if he would be moved, but at least on the surface, he was still … a cold and iron-blooded commander.
"When I was studying in No.1 Academy, Lee Jae-do was an instructor in our department. He is now the vice dean of No.1 Academy." Du Shaoqing said in a deep voice, "Someone from the Constellation has appeared. I hope you won't disappoint me. See you in the West Woods."
After saying this, the representative of the young generation of the federal military walked down the hill in an extremely straightforward manner, leaving Xu Le with only a rather awe-inspiring back view.
Lee Jae-do was the son of the old man in Philadelphia and Madman Li's father. Why did Du Shaoqing suddenly say this? Was it just because he was lamenting that there was suddenly an anomaly like Xu Le in the army?
Watching Du Shaoqing walk down the hill, surrounded by the soldiers of the Iron Seventh Division, Xu Le's heart was filled with complex emotions. What made him extremely vigilant was that the tone of Du Shaoqing's last conversation with him was so calm. The coldness and murderous intent from the day before had been completely wiped out …
There was a type of person in this world who was born with a certain temperament. Those who held grudges and protected those who were close to them would be seen as quick to repay kindness and revenge. Those who were cold and bloodthirsty would be seen as iron-blooded. Even if he was standing in a pile of black ores, he would still be as dazzling as a diamond. Even if he was in the midst of miasma and poisonous fog, he would still breathe like ice, giving people a sense of what it meant to be aloof from the world. In the bustling world, in the midst of millions of people, you would be able to see him as soon as you looked up.
There was no doubt that Du Shaoqing was this type of person. He calmly left the warehouse, his military posture still perfect and precise. His well-ironed military uniform and his person were still calm, confident, and elegant, with a hint of bloody rust.
Although the victory of the Iron Seventh Division today was a little embarrassing, the soldiers who watched him leave still dared not look down on this division commander. If the two military exercises were personally commanded by this person, what would the result be?
Xu Le narrowed his eyes and looked over there. His gaze moved from Du Shaoqing's back to Du Shaoqing's dry black hair behind him, then back to Du Shaoqing's upright body. His eyebrows gradually furrowed. Such a person had the intention to kill him, but he immediately wiped it clean. He was afraid that he would become even more dangerous.
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The next day, the base held a meeting with the high-ranking military officers. After the meeting, Du Shaoqing didn't even attend the meal. He directly took the spaceship to the Old Moon base, then transferred to the space battleship and embarked on the journey back to S3.
The Federal military had long been used to this division commander's behavior, so they wouldn't be so narrow-minded as to think that he was holding a grudge because the military exercises didn't go well.
In the dark blue universe, a space battleship full of mechanical beauty was moving forward at a seemingly slow speed.
In the luxurious cockpit, the guard officer, Ximen Jin, received a phone call and handed it to Du Shaoqing. Du Shaoqing was slightly startled. After taking the phone, he immediately stood up and said a few words in a deep voice. His attitude was abnormally serious and proper.
There were only two people in the cockpit, Du Shaoqing and Ximen Jin. Naturally, no one saw this scene. Otherwise, they would definitely be surprised to see who was on the other side of the phone and who could make the usually cold and silent Division Commander Du stand up and stand at attention from tens of thousands of kilometers away.
After putting down the phone, Du Shaoqing sat upright in the chair and slowly took off his sunglasses. His deep, statue-like eyes were filled with hidden anger and gloominess.
His emotions had nothing to do with this phone call. In fact, from a long time ago, he had incomparably respected and trusted the other party. It was precisely because of the other party's sincere request that he had been forcefully suppressing his anger toward Xu Le in the base.
Thinking of the young man with small eyes and the words the other party had whispered in his ear about flipping out, Du Shaoqing's expression became gloomy. He thought faintly in his heart, A professional soldier will never shoot his comrades in the back on the battlefield. However, if you violate military discipline in the future … Xu Le, don't blame me for being ruthless.
Ximen Jin was silent to the side. His military cap was pressed extremely low, covering all of his hair.
The sunglasses in Du Shaoqing's hand had already been crushed, revealing some extremely intricate pieces of circuit components. During the military exercises, he didn't conduct remote commands. This was his pride. However, his pride was being wantonly challenged by a small fry. It was really difficult for him to let go.
Du Shaoqing silently told himself in his heart, Your journey is the sea of stars. In an instant, his emotions calmed down. He slowly turned his head to look at the majestic view of outer space outside the window. He was silent for a long time.
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At the same time, Xu Le was sitting on the stone steps of the training ground of the base. He held a bottle of ale in his hand and looked up at the starry sky.
He narrowed his eyes and looked at those ancient existences blinking their eyes. Suddenly, he thought of the words on the bracelet on his left hand and thought of some very complicated things.
Iron Seven Division and Du Shaoqing were still undefeated, but he himself had shone brightly. Other than raising the status of the MX mecha, did the Federal military have some other deeper meaning in organizing these two exercises?
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