Just like in the legends, he went to the frontlines at the age of twelve, piloting a mecha and starting a blood-soaked game. He slaughtered more than a hundred ace mecha pilots at the edge of the Bermuda Triangle and the outskirts of the space passage, earning himself the reputation of being invincible in the military. His personality was violent and arrogant to the extreme. With his solid battle results, he was promoted to become the youngest lieutenant colonel in the history of the Federation …
Xu Le really could not understand what Madman Li had to take care of. What was so pitiful about him? This question perplexed him all the way until he took a bath. Dense droplets of water sprayed down from his head and face, but it was unable to wash away his doubts. This was because he knew that Jian Shui 'er was not as lovable and cute as she appeared on the surface. Every word that the young girl said naturally had its own reason.
He turned on the tap, picked up the towel, and rubbed his face forcefully twice. He rubbed his face until it was slightly red. He raised his head to look at the bathroom and confirmed that there should not be any surveillance equipment here. So, he slowly closed his eyes, lowered his body slightly, and squatted into a standard horse stance. In the midst of the fog, he began the practice that he had long been accustomed to.
The tremors at the edge of the Eastwood mine had already pierced into his skin. No one could see the strange traces under his tight skin. Only he could feel the clear burning lines slowly moving along those lines that he did not understand. They squeezed out energy from the friction between every pair of muscle fibers and even every cell wall, gradually spreading to every part of his body.
In the hot fog, Xu Le closed his eyes tightly and took a deep breath. He used his biological clock to confirm that the time for the horse stance was up. His right foot left the ground and placed behind his left knee like a sheathed sword. At the same time, his two hands left his body and spread to the sides, forming a W-like shape. The center of gravity of his entire body was placed on his left foot. However, his movements were so natural and casual. The muscle lines under his skin were faintly discernible, hard and elastic.
After maintaining this posture for five minutes, he changed his posture. He put his head down, his right hand on the wet ground, his left knee slightly bent, his left hand bent behind his back to support his waist. At the same time, he lifted his right foot back, and his entire body became a straight line. This posture looked very normal, but to maintain it for a long time was exceptionally difficult.
After another five minutes, Xu Le began to change his posture again.
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Xu Le completed the ten postures that he had learned when he was a teenager one by one, without a second of delay. Every movement was done to the extreme according to the uncle's requirements. The muscles and meridians in his body were twisted to the limit that the human body could bear.
Back then, it was a huge problem for him to complete these ten strange postures beside the mine. However, after so many years, these postures had become a part of his body's instinct, and they were exceptionally smooth and natural to him.
After completing the ten postures, he lightly exhaled a mouthful of foul air, and besides feeling slightly sore and numb from head to toe, he felt a wisp of refreshing and natural feeling.
Xu Le looked at his blurry face in the mirror and scratched his head. Suddenly, a trace of worry appeared on his thick black eyebrows.
He did not know if there were geniuses in this universe, but at least he knew very well that so-called geniuses were just hard work that exceeded what normal people could bear. Since he was very young, as long as time allowed, he had never stopped practicing these ten postures. Being able to have the personal strength that shocked the seven great families, being able to use the simulation system to control a military mecha and kill everywhere, was actually all due to his silent and determined daily training.
However, this time, the battle on planet 5460, the weakness and hunger in his body at the end of the battle reminded Xu Le of the many times he had risked his life to kill. He found that his ability had a very difficult flaw to solve — that was, every time he relied on the strange power in his body to split mountains and cut seas, his strength would drain very quickly. As a result, he would only shine for a moment before finally falling into a predicament where he could not continue.
This was not difficult to explain. As a mechanical engineer who believed in scientific principles, although Xu Le could not explain those mysterious abilities that the uncle had taught him, he could easily explain this phenomenon — energy was always balanced. In an extremely short period of time, he had exploded with an extremely large amount of strength, or rather energy, then his body would definitely quickly fall into a weakened state.
In normal life, jealousy, fighting, causing trouble, and killing people was not a big problem. At most, he would just roll up his sleeves or take off his clothes to have a good time, and then ignore it afterwards. However, now that he was on the frontlines of the West Woods, facing those cruel and terrifying imperial soldiers, this problem was a bit of a headache. He could not just insta-kill several mecha on the battlefield and then wait to be beaten to death, or wait awkwardly for his subordinates or allies to come to his rescue …
How could he solve this problem? Xu Le narrowed his eyes and stared at his slightly pale self in the mirror, unable to find any answers. Perhaps he could go and ask that old master, or perhaps Li Feng, and perhaps he could find the root of the uncle's strange ability. However, the old master was too high up in the hierarchy, and Madman Li did not have a good impression of himself.
The hot fog in the bathroom was gradually sucked in from the ceiling, and the air returned to normal. Xu Le turned on the cold water and slowly rubbed his face. He calmed his heart and forcibly suppressed this hidden danger in the deepest part of his heart. After a moment of silence, like a psychic, he opened his mouth slightly and silently said to the depths of his brain:
"Old thing, help me keep an eye on Zhong Ziqi's movements."
The battle was in full swing. The Federal Central Computer was responsible for the specific calculation and suggestion process of the frontlines. Because he was afraid of disturbing the Central Computer's intense work, he had not taken the initiative to contact that great being for a long time. However, this time, he had to make an exception.
A string of pure white characters flashed across his left eye. Xu Le held the sink with both hands and lowered his head in silence. As long as the old thing kept an eye on Zhong Erlang's movements, he believed that he would not have the opportunity to disturb Jian Shui'er.
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Walking out of the bathroom, Bai Yulan, who had been waiting outside the door, handed him a soft cotton towel. Xu Le rubbed his wet hair hard and asked, "The Department of Defense still hasn't planned to come?"
They had been in the Venus Hotel for two days, and the surrounding reporters had already retreated out of boredom. However, the Department of Defense had not issued any new orders to this wonderful team.
Bai Yulan shook her head and walked to the window to make a cup of tea.
Group 7, along with Xu Le and Secretary Bai, a total of 20 combatants, were very clear that they had to stay in the West Woods to carry out the special orders of the Department of Defense. However, this order had not arrived for a day, and they had no confidence in their hearts.
Xu Le took the teacup and said thank you.
Bai Yulan looked at him and suddenly said, "The person in the villa in Qiuming Mountain is the young master of the Li family."
Xu Le had just sat down on the sofa and was silent for a moment when he heard this. Li Xiuzhu, the heir of the Li family, was pursuing Jian Shui'er. Of course, this was a top secret to the general public. However, Group 7 had been responsible for protecting Jian Shui'er for so long, so they were very clear about this matter. The question was, what did this have to do with him?
Bai Yulan leaned against the window, lowered her head and whispered softly, "There probably won't be any problems between you and Zhang Xiaomeng, but … what about Minister Zou's daughter? I don't know the truth, but if someone wants to do something, maybe this will be a problem. "
Xu Le's thick eyebrows rose. He understood what Bai Yulan was trying to remind him of. Most likely, in everyone's eyes, the nation's maiden had already cast her heart on him. Although he knew that was not the truth, he could not stop those who cared about him from caring.
He didn't know what to say or how to handle the situation. He didn't even know what kind of joke Zou Yu's extremely beautiful wife would play with the reporters after being bored in the snowstorm in Linhai province. He didn't even know what kind of joke Zou Yu's extremely beautiful wife would play with the reporters to mock the existence of the nation's maiden … so he put down his teacup and stood up. He told Bai Yulan honestly, "I'm going to repair the mecha."
Bai Yulan was stunned, but then obediently took out the black workbench box and followed behind him, walking towards the heavily guarded underground warehouse of the hotel.
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After an entire night.
"The iris mark has been confirmed." Bai Yulan rubbed her sore eyes, looked at the miniature screen in her hand, and nodded. Then she raised her head to look at the tall black MX mecha by the wall and said softly.
Standing outside the cockpit of the mecha, Xu Le, who was in the middle of a data connection, whistled softly. Then he frowned and looked into the distance. Because at the entrance of the warehouse, a group of military officers was walking in.
"Lieutenant Colonel Xu Le?" A major general wearing the uniform of the West Woods military looked warmly at the young man in the mecha.
Xu Le nodded.
"Because of your outstanding performance during the victorious military operation, the Department of Defense has awarded you the Purple Gold Medal Level 2." The major general took out a medal from the box of his subordinate beside him and smiled at him, who had just climbed down from the mecha. He lowered his voice and said, "You also know that this is a secret operation, so the award can only be done in secret."
Xu Le lowered his head and looked at the glittering medal on the left side of his military uniform. He silently thought that he had already received a Purple Star medal, the highest grade Purple Dawn medal, and now he had received a Purple Gold medal … However, besides the lowest grade Purple Star, it seemed that the rest of the medals could only be left at home to admire. This situation was a little unpleasant.
As if guessing what he was thinking, the major general of the West Woods military reminded him, "At least on the surface of your exclusive mecha … you can paint 10 Gold Stars."
Destroying an Empire mecha was equivalent to painting a Gold Star. This was the greatest glory of the Federation's mecha warriors. Xu Le was slightly stunned, and then he realized that his battle record on 5460 had already been confirmed by the Department of Defense.
Before he could say anything, Bai Yulan, who was standing at the foot of the mecha behind him, had already thrown away the cigarette in her mouth. She smiled and raised the blowtorch in her hand, and began to carefully and attentively paint the Gold Stars one by one.
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Perhaps at the same time, on the front line of the faraway West Woods, on the fallen administrative planet filled with black fog and sky full of anti-aircraft artillery fire, between the Mournful Forest and the Wild Wilderness, on the rocky mountain in front of the largest landing base built by the Federal Army, the latest model of the Federation's black MX was slowly retracting its blood-stained alloy chain knife.
The base had just repelled a wave of the Empire's ferocious assault, and countless soldiers were staring at the black MX with fervent and worshipful gazes. This was because in the previous battle, this MX had ruthlessly and incomparably destroyed 11 Empire's mechs.
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