After a quick zoom on the TV screen, Xiong Linquan's big face full of mud appeared. He was eating and staring at the camera in shock and said, "Why are we fighting? Of course, it's to protect the Federation. "Then he seemed to be honest, but he shamelessly admitted," But this is the answer you taught me to say. "
Miraculously, neither the Golden Star Film Studio nor the Federal News Channel cut out this part of the footage. The camera continued to film for a long time, from the big tree behind the camp to the entrance of the division headquarters. Gu Xifeng, who had been appointed as the new commander of the Electric Control Battalion of the 17th Division, answered the question innocently, "Why did you fight? I say, director, who came up with this stupid question? "
"Because the veterans are charging too fiercely. If we don't keep up during the battle, it will be very embarrassing." The muscular Yan Bingyan thought for a moment and answered seriously with a thick cigarette in his mouth.
"I really didn't think about this question. At the very beginning, we were sent to the West Woods for no reason. We were miserably drilled for ten days before being thrown to the front line." Cong Xiang frowned and thought of his friend who had left the army. He shook his head and said with a sigh, "In a place like this, if you don't fight, you will die. Naturally, we can only continue to fight."
At the end of the interview in the documentary, Major Lan Xiaolong, who claimed to be the spokesperson for Group 7 and the new Seventeenth Division, gave a concluding answer to the hundreds of millions of people of the federation behind the camera. He was wearing a new military uniform with all the medals and medals hanging on it.
His answer quickly spread throughout the Federation society along with the broadcast of the documentary. It made countless young male citizens excited and hot-blooded. It was to the extent that this line was used on the recruitment posters of new recruits half a year later. As for Major Lan Xiaolong, who said this line, it became the model for the best male Federation actors to learn how to act cool.
"Why are we fighting?" Major Lan Xiaolong's expression was firm. His dark eyebrows were like swords. His gaze was deep and distant. He answered word by word, "Because the enemy is there."
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The TV screen gradually turned dark, and a paragraph of words written by General Miles, the chairman of the Joint Staff Committee of the Federation of Defense, appeared on the screen. This paragraph of words must have come from the publicity draft drafted by the Presidential Residence and the civil officials of the Ministry of Defense. It was very appropriate for it to appear at the end of the documentary.
"Group 7 is an excellent combat force, and it is the epitome of the heroic Federal Army. They uphold a sense of discipline and honor, but their hearts are filled with precious free will. More importantly, they know why they are fighting. This is the biggest difference between us and the Empire's invaders. This is the most powerful reason why the Federation will definitely obtain the final victory. "
"I, as a veteran who has participated in two major wars, would like to announce to all the Federation citizens that your troops are just like Group 7. They are on the path to victory and will definitely bring you more victories. I hope that this vast universe can bear witness to our great history. "
On the TV screen, this paragraph of words gradually disappeared like sand blown by the wind. It turned into darkness, and in the darkness, there was a dot of white light. It was a star, and then there were more stars. In the end, it turned into a sky full of stars. The magnificent universe appeared in front of everyone's eyes.
Outside the TV screen, there was the gentle sound of a violin. In the sound of the violin, a clear and bright female voice gradually became clear and slowly sang.
Accompanied by a melancholy but strong and optimistic song, countless pictures appeared on the black TV screen. These pictures were zoomed in and zoomed out to fill the full view. Then, one by one, they faded away and changed to the next one.
5460, the brightly colored planet; a close-up of a military vehicle's tires covered in red soil; Xiong Linquan, who was hugging Darin's autocannon and roaring, and the six lines of fire in front of him; Magnolia, who was holding a small knife to cut down a tree, and a few strands of hair in front of his forehead with a calm and focused expression; the rapidly flashing black mass of tombstones in the hills and the white pigeons flying above them.
Hundreds of Federation soldiers were silently moving forward in the valley from a bird's eye view, maintaining a bowed posture. An officer in front was turning his head and shouting, his lips slightly open, but no one knew what he was saying; the battlefield, where the blood had dried up after a fierce battle, and the ashy faces of young soldiers who seemed to be sleeping with their eyes closed.
The dense clouds of smoke formed by the dense explosions painted the clear sky with incomprehensible blocks of color; several young soldiers were laughing and chatting, revealing mouths full of white teeth. In the close-up, there were two soldiers standing in the shadow of a tall mecha's alloy legs, lowering their heads and kissing with cigarettes.
The last scene was Xu Le sitting on the shoulder of the tall mecha. This time, he was finally not wearing that pair of sunglasses, but he was looking at the rising sun at that time. The red and warm sunlight occupied most of the screen, so the audience could only see his back.
The TV screen returned to darkness, and the ethereal and warm female voice slowly ended. A line of small white words appeared at the bottom of the screen: The documentary "Team Seven" ended or will continue. Thank you for watching.
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Xu Le retracted his eyes from the black screen. When he thought of the last scene, he couldn't help but subconsciously touch the sunglasses in the pocket of his military uniform. He forcibly suppressed the urge to put them on, picked up the eye drops and dripped a few drops into his dry eyes. Previously, after completing the mechanical repair work in the Donglin mine, he had developed a good habit of protecting his eyes. Today, after watching four episodes of the documentary, he needed to take care of his eyes even more.
At this time, he and the soldiers of the new 17th Division were on the Federation's battleship flying towards S1.
During the short but somewhat boring journey, because of the interference of the signal from the spatial passage, the quality of the TV on the battleship was very poor, so the battleship began to play the documentary.
The documentary "Team Seven" had caused a great sensation in the Federation, and it could even be said that it had started a trend. A total of seven episodes were filmed, and the content of the last few episodes was about the reconstruction of the 17th Division of the Federation's trump card, the sincere cooperation between the army and Green Dragon Mountain, and the content before that. Xu Le and the soldiers on the frontline had been busy fighting, so they didn't have a chance to watch it all. So today, they watched it from the beginning to the end with curiosity, vanity, and some uneasiness.
"You don't say, this documentary is really good. Lao Bai is really good, especially when it comes to stirring up emotions." Lan Xiaolong, who was trimming his beard, glanced at Bai Yulan and quickly explained, "I'm not talking about you."
"It's not as stirring up emotions as what you said," Bai Yulan said softly, "It's very mushy. I really don't want to admit that you're a member of Team Seven."
Xu Le smiled, and in his heart, he admired the documentary's producer, Bai Zeming. As the subject of the documentary, he and his team members were all moved by the documentary, and it was easy for him to imagine what kind of emotions the ordinary audience would have. Rubbing his eyes that had been dripped with eye drops, he suddenly noticed that Da Vinci beside him was a little silent. He asked curiously, "What are you thinking about?"
"I'm thinking, what does the 13th Floor's sister look like?"
Da Vinci's eyes were fixed on the TV screen. Previously, he was extremely angry because there was too little footage of the 13th Floor, but after calming down, he fell into silence again. After being awakened, he quickly replied, "If his sister looks as ugly as him, wouldn't I be at a disadvantage?"
Xu Le looked at him in a daze and asked doubtfully, "You've really decided to go back and marry his sister? Skyscraper did save you, and you have a good relationship, but … marriage is not a good way to repay him. "
"The 13th Floor said that his family's main income is the perks he gets when he's a mercenary. If I want to help his family financially, of course, it's easy to do. But I always feel that his family is short of a son. If they have a son like me, the governor's son, as a son-in-law, they shouldn't suffer too much, "Da Vinci explained seriously.
"The problem is that you haven't even met his sister." Bai Yulan, who rarely expressed her opinion, couldn't help but frown and say, "A marriage without a foundation of feelings will be a mess."
"Feelings can be cultivated," Da Vinci said seriously. "I just hope that his sister isn't too ugly, but … as long as she's not too ugly, I'm still willing to marry her."
"That's f * cking bullshit." Xu Le shook his head and said, "Don't think that women will throw themselves at you just because you're the governor's son. Maybe Skyscraper's sister doesn't even like you."
"Boss, why do you say 'beep beep'? We're not the same as we are on TV, "Da Vinci asked doubtfully.
"We're going back to S1 soon. That's not the lawless front line full of sweat and smoke." Xu Le looked at the planet that was gradually becoming clearer outside the window. He shrugged and said helplessly, "I have to get used to how to speak without swearing. Otherwise, what if I suddenly curse his mother when I meet the president?"
Although he was joking, in fact, the music at the end of the documentary was still echoing in his heart. The simple violin accompaniment was so melodious, but what really worried him was the quiet female voice mixed in with the violin.
The ending song was actually sung by Jian Shui 'er. Didn't she decide to disappear from public view?
He was going back to the familiar S1 and was going to see many close and long-lost people. At this moment, Xu Le couldn't help but feel a little nervous.
How's Liu Huo's appetite now? Zou Yu still has that bad temper? How much closer is the distance between Li Qishao and his brother? Shang Qiu's figure, oh, she had just seen it. Her figure was as exaggerated and beautiful as ever. What about the daughter of the Prime Minister's family? He hadn't replied to her all this time. Was she happy? There was another very important thing: Did the auntie selling fast food boxes below the Wangdu Apartments have a relationship with the head of the protein meat ration station?
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The S1 capital military airport was heavily guarded today. The police were scattered everywhere as if they were facing a great enemy. Agents in black uniforms nervously patrolled all suspicious places, but the rest of the people had joyful smiles on their faces. There was not a trace of nervousness at all.
This was the scene of the Federation's ceremony to welcome the victorious return of the frontline soldiers. President Pabre, Vice President and Speaker Byron, Vice Speaker Sion, the special representative of the Green Dragon Mountain Committee, and the top figures of the Federation were all gathered here. They gave the dozens of slowly landing giant warships and the ordinary young Federation soldiers on the warships the highest courtesy.
On the three-dimensional screen above the airport, the TV footage of the Iron Seventh Division's attack to the north in the Battle of Yellow Mountain Ridge was playing non-stop, as well as the already famous documentary.
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