The reason why Xu Le lived so bitterly and persistently was very simple. It was because he wanted to live. He wanted to widen his small eyes and see all the injustices in this world, so that it would be convenient for him to dig up and kick at any time.
And the reason why the youthful and violent Lieutenant Colonel Li Feng lived so bitterly was not only because of his own so-called ideals, but more so because he had to maintain the glory of his family. He was the only son of the Lees of Philadelphia. When he came to the military camp at a young age, his life on the battlefield was already fixed within a certain range.
He could die, but he could not lose, and he could not escape.
The powerful pulse current was like countless small knives scraping at his periosteum and teasing his muscle fibers. The soreness, pain, and bitterness reached a terrifying level. However, this kind of extreme physiological stimulation allowed him to more clearly grasp the traces and traces of the mysterious power in his body, and also allowed his brain to become clearer.
Li Feng sat by the bed in silence, numb. His body trembled violently. Blood seeped out from the corners of his thin and thin lips. That pair of eyes that were usually full of violence had a few drops of tears. After all, it was still painful. After all, he was not a real steel body. After all, he was only a young man who had not yet reached 18 years of age. However, the pain and weakness would always be in his own private quarters, in the darkness …
When the time was up, the pulse current equipment in the press box automatically shut down. The young lieutenant colonel took a deep breath and wiped away the slight wetness at the corner of his eyes. An expression of self-loathing appeared on his face.
The strongest young pilot in the Federation knew very well that he had absolute talent in mecha piloting. However, it was a pity that he did not completely inherit his grandfather's ability in cultivation. He stared blankly at his thick and strong arms, looking at the strong muscles under the copper skin. He thought to himself that the abnormal ability of his family in cultivation seemed to be getting weaker and weaker as his bloodline faded. In fact, his father, Director Lee Jae-do, did not feel anything in this aspect at all.
That mysterious power was the true reason why the God of War Li Pifu had never lost a battle. It was also the reason why the Lees of Philadelphia were proud of the world and looked coldly at the seven great families. If all the soldiers of the Federation could learn this ability, then what were the people of the Empire? However, Li Feng knew very well that this was impossible. If he had not been stimulated by the electric current since he was a child, perhaps he would not have been able to find the burning power in the deepest part of the human body like his grandfather.
He vaguely knew that there were some truly powerful pilots in the Empire's royal family who also possessed some extremely powerful abilities. However, there were very few of them, and they were of noble status. They had to stay on Tianjing Planet to protect the royal family. Therefore, as the strongest warrior in the Federation, he did not have the chance to see them.
Thinking of this, Li Feng's eyes burst out with a trace of light. His lips were tightly pursed, and the air around his body condensed, giving birth to a strong fighting spirit.
Those true experts of the Empire, that princess of the Empire who was rumored to be as talented as him, who had reached level 6 at such a young age … Could she stand a chance?
The air defense alarm in the Qiulin Base sounded. He looked out of the window, and the light in his eyes gradually faded, turning into some kind of doubt. At this moment, he thought of a person. He had to pay such a huge price to learn the secret martial arts passed down in his family. His uncle … How did he manage to teach that guy?
Thinking of Xu Le, Li Feng's emotions became somewhat complicated. He stood up and began to tidy up his military uniform. He was silent, but in his heart, he was a little envious of that guy's story all these years. That guy was not a professional soldier, so he could do whatever he wanted. This freedom to do whatever he wanted was so enviable …
Up to this point, Li Feng had long wanted to kill Xu Le, not because he called him uncle, not because of the legendary uncle, and not because of the relationship between Auntie Mu Zi and Xu Le. It was because of a feeling called hypocrisy. After all, in the universe of the Federation, only the two of them had certain abilities and secrets.
However, Li Feng thought of the words his grandfather had said in Qingcheng Prison. He couldn't help but frown and shake his head. Dragging the suitcase, he pushed open the door and walked toward the black mecha painted with golden stars.
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While Madman Li was being tortured and then thinking and preparing for war with doubts, Xu Le was also thinking and preparing for war with doubts and then being tortured.
He stared at the hundreds of soldiers scattered around the military camp. Those two thick, knife-like eyebrows of his finally couldn't help but furrow. He didn't understand why the Department of Defense would throw this dog sh * t in his face. He also didn't know if this was the arrangement of his convenient father-in-law, Minister Zou, or the old man's sudden idea.
The existence of him and the 20 men of Team 7 at the front line was somewhat strange. Nominally, they were mercenaries under Nutshell Company, but Xu Le, the leader, was an active duty lieutenant colonel of the general assembly base. Even the West Woods Military District couldn't give them orders. They directly received orders from the Department of Defense of the Federation. However, this latest order from the Department of Defense was really a bit of a mess.
Three days later, Xu Le would lead his team into fallen planet 163 to complete a complicated and dangerous battlefield mapping mission for the Federal forces. For Team 7, who specialized in special operations, and Xu Le, who carried the hopes of several big shots in the Federal military, they were already mentally prepared for the danger of the new mission. However, they didn't expect that in such a tense time for war, the Department of Defense would throw hundreds of pieces of dog sh * t in front of them and ask them to take this pile of dog sh * t with them on the road!
How to go on the road? Go on the road peacefully and send these guys to their deaths one by one? Not only did Xu Le think this way, but the always quiet Bai Yulan, the outspoken Xiong Linquan, and all the men of Team 7 also thought this way.
He and Team 7 were still in the Sunset State on the main planet of the West Woods, but they had already moved out of the Golden Star Hotel and arrived at a military camp in the mountains.
"Symbolically."
"Here."
"Xipeng."
"Here."
Beside Xu Le, Bai Yulan was softly calling out names. In front of them, more than a hundred soldiers answered weakly.
These soldiers didn't know how to sit properly or stand properly. Some of them were so fat that they could crush mechas if they gained a little weight, and some of them were so fat that they could be blown into space by the wind of the planet if they lost a little weight. Some of them were delinquents with pale faces, and some of them were unscrupulous uncles who had been in the army for many years.
These soldiers were active soldiers from the 8384 Unit of the Garrison District of the capital planet. The Department of Defense arranged for them to come to the West Woods to support Team 7 as peripheral combat personnel. However, when they saw the lazy and rascally appearance of these guys, Xu Le and the men of Team 7 couldn't help but wonder, were these people here for a vacation or what they were here for?
The 8384 Unit was a unit with a glorious tradition. Its predecessor was the 17th Armored Division that was single-handedly created by the God of War Li Pifu. Ever since the God of War retired, the Federation moved the 17th Division back to the capital planet in order to ensure the continuity of this glorious division. They placed the 17th Division on the banks of the largest city in the Federation, Harbor City. It was originally with good intentions, but unexpectedly, after more than ten years, the bustling night scene of Harbor City eroded their bones and stole their souls. This iron division was worn down until only the name of the past was left, and today's pink and dull bodies were left …
In fact, the men of Team 7 were all from the 17th Division, but they had been transferred to the Whitewater Company a long time ago. Now, they had become the trump cards of their respective units. They looked at these juniors in shock and couldn't help but feel a little scared — if they had stayed in Harbor City all these years, would they have become the same kind of shit?
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After the roll call ended, Xu Le stood at the front without saying a word. He silently looked at these new recruits that belonged to him. Most of the soldiers leaned limply on their chairs. They didn't care about the so-called military discipline, and they didn't even put him, the highest-ranking officer, in their eyes. Some of them had even started smoking.
And behind the crowd, there were a few fierce looking soldiers staring at him coldly. Their eyes were filled with cold arrogance.
Xu Le looked at these people silently. He didn't reprimand them. He lowered his military cap, adjusted the sunglasses on his nose, and said to Lan Xiaolong who was behind him.
"I remember when we were at the training base, you said that the old man really hoped that I would lead the 17th Division back to its former glory. But I never would have thought that the old man's unit would become like this. Just a long trip on a warship and they're so tired that they're paralyzed like dogs … I'm not a professional soldier, but I know that this kind of unit can't be considered to have any combat power. How do you think I can lead them? Also, is there something wrong with the heads of the Department of Defense? Training these guys on the battlefield will only kill them. How can they be turned into steel? "
"Can I not accept this?"
Major Lan Xiaolong, who was usually sharp-tongued, was especially silent today. This was because he was the only active duty officer of the 8384 Division in Group 7. Looking at these old soldiers smoking, chatting, cursing, and even picking their feet, he felt very embarrassed.
He smiled bitterly. It should be known that Xu Le had always been very good at controlling his emotions. But today, he was so angry that he said such a long paragraph. This was very telling.
Bai Yulan put away the electronic notebook and looked at the soldiers in front of him. Even he couldn't help but say coldly, "How did the division become like this?"
He was also a member of the 17th Division.
Lan Xiaolong shrugged and sighed. "Although the garrison officers are very happy to be in Port City every day, their combat power and discipline shouldn't be so bad. According to my understanding, the people sent by the Department of Defense this time are also the best of the 8384 Division."
He took Bai Yulan's electronic notebook and pointed at it softly beside Xu Le. "Especially these guys, including Cong Xiang and Xi Peng, whom Yulan just mentioned, and a few others …"
As he spoke, Lan Xiaolong pointed at the soldiers in the barracks. The soldiers he pointed at had cold, arrogant, and provocative expressions. There was also a hint of anxiety and anger, as if they didn't care at all about what he was saying to the lieutenant colonel wearing sunglasses.
"What do you mean?" Xu Le asked.
"Cong Xiang, the son of the principal of Ewha University. Xi Peng, the nephew of the deputy speaker of Zian. " Lan Xiaolong replied seriously, "Among these hundred people, there is a son of a governor, five sons of state senators, and two sons of Federation senators … I have to remind you, this is very difficult to deal with."
Xu Le was stunned. He didn't expect that the young man who was smoking and cursing was the son of the old principal. He also didn't expect that the curly-haired young man who was sprawled out on the chair like a hooligan and looking at him with provocative eyes was the nephew of the deputy speaker of Zian.
After a moment of silence, he looked at this group of real young masters with great backgrounds and asked.
"Is this the legendary Old Master Soldier?"
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(After a good rest, I feel much better. Thank you for your understanding.
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