The weather in the West Woods was a little gloomy today. The air pressure in the camp and Xu Le's voice were a little gloomy. Lan Xiaolong lowered his head slightly and laughed bitterly, tacitly agreeing to this unpleasant name.
Behind the lazy old soldiers, there were seven or eight fellows with clearly different temperaments. These people were clearly not beaten down by the fatigue of the long journey, and were currently displaying their skills on the training equipment, as well as the exaggerated bulging muscles of every part of their bodies.
These people played with the heavy training equipment vigorously as they coldly stared at Xu Le and the members of Team 7 in front of the crowd. Although their nostrils were not blowing white smoke into the air, their unruly and slightly provocative gazes were enough to show that these strong soldiers were howling in the depths of their hearts, preparing to do something to pass the time.
Looking over there through his sunglasses, Xu Le narrowed his eyes and asked, "Then where are these guys from? Are they bodybuilders from the Ministry of National Defense? "
"They are also from our 17th Division." Lan Xiaolong shrugged and said, "The sons of the big shots love to enter the 17th Division, but after all, this is the division that the old man single-handedly brought up, so the Ministry of National Defense still picked out a few elites and stuffed them in."
"It's 8384." Bai Yulan softly interjected from the side. It was obvious that this delicate but deeply incisive man was absolutely unwilling to admit that these old soldiers or those muscle-bound idiots in front of him were the juniors of his division.
Lan Xiaolong ignored him and looked at Xu Le and said, "These guys are specially used to represent the division in the various assessments of the Ministry of National Defense. Now, the 17th Division is relying on these people to make a name for themselves. Plus, no one is controlling them, so these guys are a little arrogant and irritable … Yes, they know me, otherwise they would have already made a scene by now."
If they were not old soldiers with great backgrounds, then they were undisciplined soldiers. Xu Le suddenly felt that his eyebrows were a little itchy. He reached out his right index finger and lightly scratched it. Looking around the camp, to everyone's surprise, he turned and walked back to his room without saying a word.
The hundred or so soldiers from the 17th Division couldn't help but feel a little surprised when they saw the Lieutenant Colonel, who was obviously their highest ranking officer, turn around and leave just like that. There wasn't a storm of reprimanding as they had expected.
Cong Xiang, who was slumped in his chair, had long prepared himself to be scolded by his superior and then take advantage of the situation to cause trouble. Who would have thought that all his psychological preparations would hit a wall of silence? Instead, he felt a little uncomfortable from being stifled, and his slumped posture became a little stiff.
Other than the four major military academies in the Federation, Ewha University had the deepest relationship with the military. It was the only school that had the right to conduct mecha education. As the only son of a principal, he had been given preferential treatment ever since he joined the military. Otherwise, he would not have dared to act like this, not giving his superior any face.
"What the hell is going on? All I know is that we are on the front line in the West Woods, but why are we here? What kind of troop was this? When can we go back? "
He asked his companion Xi Peng angrily. Xi Peng was the nephew of the Vice-Chairman of the Federation Management Committee, Xi An. Logically speaking, any secret transfer by the Ministry of Defence should not have escaped his eyes. However, at this moment, this young master's face was also filled with confusion and resentment.
This batch of hundred or so old soldiers were actually feeling abnormally depressed, angry, and confused at this moment. Otherwise, they would not have purposely acted in such a disrespectful manner when their superior called them out. Because they had no idea why the Ministry of Defence would send soldiers like them from the garrison district to the terrifying and bloody front line …
About half a month ago, these soldiers of Unit 8384, who had been living a life of drunkenness in the outskirts of the port city, were suddenly urgently transferred to the military spaceport by their superiors. At the same time, all of their communication devices were confiscated. Then, they inexplicably boarded a warship, and after more than ten days of dizzying high-speed space travel, they arrived in the West Woods in a daze!
"I want to go back." Xi Peng gritted his teeth and said fiercely, "When I find a phone, I'll call uncle immediately. Is the Ministry of Defence crazy? Sending us to the front line — don't they know that people will die here?"
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In the past tens of thousands of years, the status of the military in the Federation society had never been high, because the Federation did not have any powerful enemies in the universe. At that time, the political structure of the society, other than the Supreme Court of the Federation, was mainly the checks and balances of the Federation government, the Management Committee, and the seven families hidden in the shadows of history.
However, with the appearance of the Empire's invaders, after countless crushing defeats, tragic victories, and life and death situations, the status of the Federal military was blown by the wind and skyrocketed in the short span of sixty years.
Whether it was the lofty image in the hearts of the hundreds of millions of people in the Federation, or the needs of survival in reality and political needs, it all made the military the most special and important part of the Federation society.
The Federal Army expanded greatly, its status rose, and its power increased. According to the Constitution, the President who commanded the Federal Army naturally became more powerful together with his government. In comparison, the Federation Management Committee and those families without military power gradually lost their shine.
Under such a background and climate, the Federation formed an atmosphere of pride in the military. Whether it was the politicians or the economic tycoons, they all did everything they could to establish a relationship with the military. Even one of the seven families, the Iron Calculator Family, had been working hard in this regard, not to mention other people.
However, the big shots in the upper class of the Federation were not really willing to let their families and their children bleed and sacrifice for the survival of the Federation. What they needed was to go to the military camp and leave a beautiful page in their resume files.
The 8384 Unit stationed in the suburbs of the port city — this "security force" that had been created by the God of War but had never been to the front line again — had undoubtedly become the first choice of these big shots. As a result, the invincible 17th Armored Division in the past had become a shady army filled with the mediocre and lazy aura of the rich and powerful.
Through Lan Xiaolong's introduction in a low tone, Xu Le roughly understood some of the historical background, but he still did not understand the real intention of the Department of Defense's arrangement.
He knew that he was not a suitable role to lead an army. It was not difficult for him to single-handedly kill seven people, this kind of courage and boldness was not difficult for him, but to turn a pile of dog sh * t into flowers was completely inconsistent with his personality.
However, from the experience of the past year, it seemed that the old man in Philadelphia was determined to watch him fail. He had to make up his mind to bring these guys from Group 7 out. On the one hand, it was because he could not be like the uncle who took in these guys and ignored their future. The more important reason was that although Group 7 had never had a chance to show their real combat power on the battlefield, after a long time of getting along with them, Xu Le had seen their training and knew their professionalism, discipline, and the sense of honor of real soldiers …
As for those old soldiers?
He sat alone in the room, turned on the workbench, and found that there was a reply from Shang Qiu in the military encrypted mailbox. He wasn't in a hurry to reply, because in the past half year, he had often communicated with Miss Shang Qiu about mechanical repair. He lightly tapped on the touch keyboard and began to write a letter to Zou Yu, who was far away in Linhai Province.
Half an hour later, the beep that represented a reply sounded.
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In the past two years, whenever there was a need for political analysis or calculation, Xu Le always habitually thought of this beautiful girl who liked to wear bright red. This habit began in the Wangdu apartment and had not changed since then. This was because Xu Le knew very well that his genius brain was more suited for machine language and was not good at the complicated politics between humans.
His friend Tai Zhiyuan definitely had an absolutely trustworthy mind, but he did not want this to be mixed in with their friendship. The most important thing was that this prince often went missing.
Zou Yu's reply was very quick. This young mother very calmly used very simple words to analyze the situation Xu Le was facing and the real reason why the Department of Defense used him as a knife.
The war between the Federation and the Empire had begun. Other than the shock and excitement of the Federation, there were still inevitably anti-war cries. This was especially so for a group of George Carlin supporters who had split off from the Medellin Youth Army. Through some unknown means, they had obtained the personnel list of certain military logistics units and published it through the Capital Special District Daily. The people of the Federation were shocked and angry to find that these logistics units that did not need to go to the front lines were actually filled with the descendants of Federation politicians and rich people.
In the email, Zou Yu used a very sarcastic tone to mock the big shots of the Federation. She did not even spare her own father, because the current Federation Minister of Defense was actually the real head of logistics for the Federation in recent years.
Under the full suppression of the Federation government and the upper echelons of society, this news was suppressed. However, President Pabre ordered the Department of Defense to conduct a sample investigation. He angrily instructed that they must find out whether the danger level of the Federal Army was inversely proportional to its wealth …
Perhaps it was because of this background, or because the old man in Philadelphia could not bear to see the current state of the 17th Division anymore. That was why there was this space trip that frightened and angered the young masters, and that was why there was this scene in the West Woods military camp today.
The soldiers of the common people were sacrificing their lives on the frontlines in the West Woods, while the young masters of these big shots were hiding in the suburbs of Harbor City, leading a drunken life. After reading this email, Xu Le's narrowed eyes did not become cold, but instead calmed down.
He had long known that the Federation had collapsed to a certain extent, but he did not expect that some of the big shots would try to use him as a knife to cut the rotten meat. In his silence, he did not notice that Zou Yu had used an angry emoticon at the end of the email to ask the hooligan to stop harassing her …
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Xu Le walked out of the room and came to the military camp under the gloomy sky. Looking at the old soldiers who looked like mud, he put on his sunglasses and said, "Assemble."
There was no scene of no one listening to him, because this was a military camp after all, and he was the highest military officer here. It was just that the speed of assembly was a little slow, and those young masters who came to the military camp for gilding seemed to be suffering from cartilage.
Xu Le looked at the more than one hundred soldiers in front of him and clearly saw the so-called sense of superiority and fearlessness on many of their faces.
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