In the twilight, when he had a conversation with Du Shaoqing, there was not much sharpness or momentum, but Xu Le was a naive child. He did not think that this person's intention to kill him had really disappeared. On the contrary, he became more vigilant. A capable and powerful person was always watching his back. This kind of danger was no less than facing the rain of bullets at the Golden Foundation building.
Regarding the victory of the military exercise, it seemed that he had cheated. Xu Le's big heart would not soften in front of the Iron Seven Division. He had already cheated, so it was very hypocritical of him to blame himself morally and emotionally side with the enemy. Moreover, in a sense, this was not cheating. It was just his unique secret ability that no one knew about. And for this ability, he had to run and wander in the Federation. He was in a coma and had no idea how many days he had lived in fear and anxiety.
In the end, it was still the same sentence. If you only met for the first time in life and did not see each other again, then you would either miss the beauty, conflict, or hatred until death.
The God of War Li Pifu and the Iron-Blooded Division Commander Du Shaoqing were both role models of professional soldiers. They belonged to the same school, but Xu Le and Uncle Feng Yu belonged to the opposite school. Although there were some crucial differences between Li Pifu and Du Shaoqing, and between Mechanic Feng Yu and Mechanic Xu Le, with Xu Le's experience and ability, he could not decipher it for the time being. It was probably like the enmity between Feng Yu and Li Pifu in Philadelphia. Because of the different schools of thought, Xu Le had an innate resistance to Du Shaoqing and his Iron Seven Division.
People like Du Shaoqing and the soldiers of the Iron Seven Division, who were always cold and emotionless, should have been hated by the Federal military. But strangely, the soldiers respected Du Shaoqing and the Iron Seven Division more than they hated them.
Xu Le could not feel any respect or awe. As a fugitive from the Federation, he plunged headfirst into the great circle of fame and fortune in the capital ring. Like the tiny stars in the bracelet on his left hand, he was used to freely shining in the open space. So when he looked at Du Shaoqing and the Iron Seven Division, he felt uncomfortable and upset.
After looking at the stars in the sky for a while, Xu Le used the malt wine bottle in his hand to support his tired body. He bent over and vomited in great discomfort. Coincidentally, he vomited into an empty space on the stone steps. This empty space was where Xiong Linquan had opened the stone steps a few days ago when his godly power had erupted.
It was not because he had drunk too much. Rather, it was because when the mecha had breached the camp, Xu Le had squeezed out all the burning energy in his body. His stomach had been empty to the extreme, and after he had overdosed on gastric acid, he had also eaten and drunk too much for the past day and night. So, his stomach had developed some problems.
The black MX mecha had breached the camp in a seemingly simple, direct, and elegant manner, but only Xu Le himself knew how much he had paid for it. Even with his abilities, his body had suffered great damage from using the simulation system to control such a heavy mecha.
"Looks like my body is still not a machine after all," muttered Xu Le to himself as he wiped his mouth and thought of the uncle's teachings back then.
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Xu Le enjoyed the impromptu military drill battle to his heart's content. Because of the old man in Philadelphia, he no longer had to deliberately hide his Tremor Qigong. Even if some people suspected a certain most wanted criminal, who would dare to investigate if he pushed the blame to the Li family?
The military drill had brought many benefits to Xu Le. Putting aside the rewards from the military for the time being, Mr Shi's special pardon order was also out of the question for now. At least his days at the base had become much better.
Trained officers were the proudest soldiers, and the 17 men of Team 7 were the hardest subordinates to train. However, after this battle, everything had changed. The strength Xu Le had displayed in the military drill, and the most important thing was the condensation and sublimation of this collective sense of honour in the flames of war. This had made his position in the hearts of the students and the members of Team 7 rise qualitatively.
Seeing this scene, the happiest person was not Xu Le, but Lan Xiaolong and some of the higher-ups in the military.
Secretary Bai was still recovering in the hospital. Although the stab was not fatal, it was not shallow. Without him here, all of the pressure was transferred to Major Lan Xiaolong. His mission was originally to mediate the relationship between Xu Le and the members of Team 7. Although he did not know what the higher-ups of the Ministry of Defense were doing, he knew that Team 7 would definitely accept a very important mission in the future. And before this mission was carried out, Team 7 and the core of the military, Xu Le, must become an unbreakable group.
Looking at the military jeep in the distance, Lan Xiaolong had a trace of a smile on his face. Liu Jiao was dragging Xu Le and Xiong Linquan into the mountains to hunt rabbits to improve their meals. This blatant method of going against the HTD bureau seemed to indicate that … a small group was gradually forming.
Three days later, in the slightly bleak autumn wind, the training officers in the base forcibly changed their reluctance to leave into a kind of steely bear hug and salute. They bid farewell to Xu Le and the members of Team Seven, who were the last ones to stay behind, and boarded the military planes that returned to their respective units.
Xu Le looked at the aircraft leaving the runway, listened to the whistling sound, and smelled the faint burnt smell. His eyes habitually narrowed. His relationship with these officers had become extremely harmonious, but he had to say goodbye. The next time he saw them would probably be on the battlefield against the Empire, or … in front of the Federation Heroes' Cemetery? Thinking of this, even though he was young, he couldn't help but feel some indescribable emotions.
The emotions quickly disappeared because Xu Le and his Team 7 also received a vacation order from the Ministry of Defense. However, along with the rare vacation, there was also a secret order that they did not expect.
Lan Xiaolong looked at the order that was signed by the relevant department of the Ministry of Defense and the president of Whitewater Company. His expression became ugly. After the Ministry of Defense requested Team 7 to undergo training, coupled with the rumors about Xu Le, he had been mentally prepared to go to the front line. However, he did not expect Team 7 to accept this mission.
"We were transferred from the army to go to the front line to kill the enemy. Why did we go back to Whitewater?" Xiong Linquan frowned, but he was not worried. Instead, he was particularly fierce and angry. He said loudly, "We are soldiers, not the bodyguards of those stupid rich girls!"
The computer operator of Team 7 was called Gu Xifeng. He looked at the order and raised his eyebrows. He laughed and said, "I don't think there's anything wrong with it. Our Team 7 is originally from the security consulting department. Although we have never done security work before, what's there to be afraid of?"
Xiong Linquan angrily glared at him. He wondered why Team 7 had such a piece of trash.
Gu Xifeng said with great yearning, "Too bad this is a top secret order. Otherwise, I really want to call my girlfriend. If she knew that I could work beside this young lady every day, wouldn't she be overjoyed?"
Lan Xiaolong frowned. He thought that even if the target of protection was a national defense idol who was welcomed by the entire Federation, it did not make sense for the powerful Team 7 to be her bodyguards. Most importantly … the current supervisor of Team 7 was Xu Le. This young master had the most terrifying mountain in the Federation behind him. The military was clearly focused on training him, but now he was not allowed to go to the front line in the West Woods. Instead, he was assigned to guard the house. This was too unreasonable.
Xu Le looked at the three words "Jian Shui'er" on the order. While he was shocked, he could not help but feel endless doubts. He had not seen the name of this national idol girl for a long time. He also knew that Sister Tong had wanted him to be her bodyguard a long time ago. The question was, how could the military be so stupid as to turn him and Team 7, who were supposed to be the tip of the spear, into a group of bored people wearing sunglasses and playing with paper balls?
If things were abnormal, there must be something wrong. Xu Le had never denied his feelings. Even though he had come into close contact with Jian Shui 'er under the sunlight of the First Military Region's General Hospital, that woman was still his dream lover. She was definitely his idol. This was the deepest imprint of adolescence. However, to be her bodyguard, there was something strange hidden in this abnormal arrangement. He couldn't help but think deeply about it. After all, he wasn't fighting alone now. There were more than ten men following behind him.
The vacation officially began. When the members of Team 7 walked out of the capital military airport in single file, Xu Le paused for a moment and suddenly said to Xiong Linquan, "When will Bai Yulan's injury be healed?"
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On the outskirts of the capital, there was a building at the end of a dead-end road. In the entire Federation, this building had the strictest security level. It was even higher than the president's official residence and the management committee building. It was often called the parliament building because this was the Bureau of Proclamation.
Whether it was raining or snowing, the outside of the Bureau of Proclamation building always seemed to be shrouded in a layer of faint light. This phenomenon covered the already mysterious Bureau of Proclamation with a layer of strange and gaudy clothing. It even attracted the fanatical worship of some scientific sects.
Some curious civilian scientists wrote an analysis in a small weekly magazine. This was because the Federal Central Computer used too much power and too much data flow, which led to some weak ionization phenomena in the air around the Bureau of Proclamation. Therefore, it was very easy to produce astronomical phenomena such as rainbows.
The staff of the Bureau of Proclamation naturally did not care about this. Their work schedule was actually not much different from that of ordinary government officials. It was only because they had to conform to the work program of the central computer deep underground that their work style appeared to be calmer and more peaceful.
But today, the old voice in the Bureau of Proclamation director's office was full of emotion and an unknown emotion. It had nothing to do with the words calm and peaceful.
"I've always been pretending to be calm. Since more than two years ago, when the first alarm in this building sounded, I've been pretending."
The old director of the Bureau of Proclamation stared at the file on the hologram expressionlessly. He stared at the young man squinting in the file and said, "When the alarm sounded, I went to play golf. I didn't participate in the joint conference … That was because I kept trying to convince myself that I didn't know how that traitor mechanic Yu Feng survived."
"But I'm not a fool, and I'm not a philosopher. I can't lie to myself." The old director's face was full of vicissitudes. "Other than the Empire, the central computer has never sounded the first alarm … Fortunately, Yu Feng is dead. I'm very comforted."
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