Xiong Linquan was let out. This rough and burly man had been obediently squatting beside Xu Le, drinking in large gulps. Beside his thigh that was thicker than a tree was a big gun that was almost as thick as his thigh. When he heard the seemingly boring but actually valiant words from the boss, his eyes immediately lit up. It was as if he had returned to the S1 training base three years ago.
The old members of Team 7 who had experienced that all smiled knowingly and raised their glasses in celebration. Although the new members who had just joined in the West Woods didn't understand what the old guys were laughing about, they could hear the firm confidence in the boss's words. Their moods relaxed.
Team 7's gathering finally returned to the main topic. They were welcoming back their small-eyed, bad-tempered boss who was like a rock in a toilet …
The team members followed their habit of flattering and toasting. Xu Le drank bowl after bowl. His face was smiling, but his mood was getting heavier and heavier. All the team members had come to toast. He counted the heads, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't count them all.
Of the original group of more than ten old members, only seven were left. Lan Xiaolong had left, and the rest had died. As for the new members who came later, those hedonistic sons with powerful backgrounds … So many of them had also been sacrificed.
It was a big drink.
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Because he had something on his mind, Xu Le sobered up very quickly. When he woke up, most of the members of Team 7 had already returned to their respective camps. Because of Xu Le's return, the higher-ups had specially allowed them to come and have a drink, but they couldn't stay for long. Only Da Xiong, Gu Xifeng, Hou Xiandong, and a dozen other members were left in the quiet room. These members were the independent team members that Xu Le had been in charge of in the new 17th Division before he left.
"Why haven't you returned to the division yet? Be careful that Teacher Yu doesn't kick you to death, "Xu Le took the clear water Da Vinci handed him and drank it in one gulp. He looked at Gu Xifeng and smiled.
"My supervisor is Lin Ai. He knows where I am, so he wouldn't dare to make a fart. Oh right, boss, Commander He Lei and Hua Xiaosi said that they want to drink with you at noon tomorrow. "
Gu Xifeng's eyes darted around. While she was talking, her fingers took out a small chip from her clothes and sneakily handed it to Xu Le.
Seeing his expression, the members of Group 7 reacted quickly. Immediately, two of them walked out of the door to stand guard. Hou Xiandong immediately activated the anti-eavesdropping device in the room.
"These are the orders of the First Regiment of the Seventh Division in the South District of Farghar City. The orders for half a month before the attack are all in here." Gu Xifeng lowered her voice and said, "When the military court was trying Lao Bai's case, they pulled out this schedule. That day, I thought of a way to remotely steal a copy."
"What's wrong with this sequence?" Xu Le knew very well that Gu Xifeng's computer skills were far above his own. Seeing him so serious, he frowned and said, "Does Dongfang Yu really dare to set a trap?"
"In any case, the military court didn't find anything wrong," Gu Xifeng said.
Xiong Linquan growled angrily, "Then why are you so f * cking serious?!"
"But I suspect that this sequence has been modified by someone. Even if the First Regiment of the Seventh Division deliberately let the Empire people in, we have no evidence."
"Modifying the sequence requires a very high level of authority."
"I have already obtained the sequence head of the sequence." Gu Xifeng looked at Xu Le and said, "Boss, as long as we can get the Bureau of Proclamation to investigate, they will definitely be able to find out if anyone tampered with it."
Xu Le knew that Gu Xifeng, who had an IQ of 230 but couldn't get into First Hospital, might have guessed something. After a moment of silence, he stared at the chip in his hand and asked Xiong Linquan, "Tell me the details of the attack that day."
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"The situation at the time was like this." Xiong Linquan's voice was low. "The Seventh Division can totally say that the Empire's broken team and the mecha used a loophole in their defense, but we have no evidence."
He looked at Xu Le and said with a strange expression, "Boss … the key is that I don't think the East has the guts to do this. Although the ice demon is disgusting, he is not that kind of person."
In the entire Federation, only the soldiers of the new 17th Division dared to call Du Shaoqing an ice demon.
"But Old Bai insists that there is a problem. Although there is no evidence, I trust Old Bai's intuition on the battlefield," Hou Xiandong said with a frown.
"I also believe it," Xu Le said softly as he stared at the chip in his hand.
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There was a light knock on the door, and a young officer walked in. He was still dressed neatly on the battlefield, and he had a quiet smile on his face. Back in the day, he was the ace student of First Hospital's Motor Department. He was only second to Tai Zhiyuan in the tactical deduction of the entire military assessment. He was Zhou Yu, a soldier from the West Woods who had led the officers to resist the Iron Seventh Division's defense battalion. Today, he was an important person in the Iron Seventh Division's staff department. But no matter what, he had been Xu Le's assistant in the Nutshell Engineering Department, and he had also been his student.
"I smoked in the Empire, but the problem is that it wasn't as suffocating as the thirty-seven brand." Xu Le leaned against the bed and took a deep drag of his cigarette. He smiled at Zhou Yu and said, "Teacher Shaoqing appreciates you, so you don't have to feel pressured. I'm just worried that the madam at the back of the mountain will be angry."
"I'm just a nobody. I'm not like you. I don't have the right to make the madam angry." Zhou Yu leaned against the wall and lowered his head to take small puffs of his cigarette. He smiled with some difficulty and said, "Actually, you should know very well that life on the battlefield is completely different from life in the Federation. Although the Xiu Shu Foundation paid for my university education and I've signed an agreement with them, I'm always busy deducing tactical plans with the teacher. How could I think about such things?"
Xu Le nodded, waving the cigarette in his mouth in front of him.
"If you want the teacher to agree to pardon Bai Yulan, you should at least watch your words." Zhou Yu took a deep drag of his cigarette, threw it to the ground, and stamped it out. He raised his head and said seriously, "I don't know why. You're so gentle in front of us, in front of everyone, but why are you so arrogant in front of the teacher?"
Xu Le took the cigarette away from his mouth with his finger and said with a smile, "It's not like you don't know my bad temper. Seeing your teacher's attitude gives me a headache. Like to pressure people? I just want to bounce back. It's just a habit, a habit. "
Zhou Yu smiled helplessly and said, "Don't forget, our teacher is also this kind of person. He values military discipline the most in his life. If someone wants to use external pressure to force him to give up on some of his principles in life, his reaction will be very strong."
As he said this, Zhou Yu did not know that on a certain rainy day one year ago in the capital, Du Shaoqing, who had adhered to his principles for half his life, had sadly given up on some things.
"But in the past, I've never seen him really bounce back even though I've been pressuring him for half his life." Xu Le looked at the slowly burning cigarette in front of him and suddenly thought of that middle-aged man he had not thought of for a long time.
"But the problem is that the Federation only has one Zhong Suohu, and he's already dead."
"So now, no one can pressure your teacher?" Xu Le asked with narrowed eyes.
"You know that's not what I mean." After a moment of silence, Zhou Yu said, "The situation now is very different from before. Ever since you went missing, the Iron Seventh Division has expanded to more than 40,000 people, more than 600 MX mechas … it's above all other combat units. In this one year, the President, Parliament Hill, the Ministry of Defense, and the various military regions have all trusted our teacher. As for the feelings the people have for him and the Iron Seventh Division, it can be described as love and respect. "
He smiled bitterly and said, "Although our teacher hates this atmosphere very much, this is the truth."
"Federation hero, military idol," Xu Le said. "Believe me, I'm very familiar with this kind of procedure with the Seventh Division."
"No, the Iron Seventh Division's current position is built on the teacher's command, the soldiers' lives, and their dazzling battle records." Zhou Yu stared into his eyes and said seriously, "The only one who can compete with us is your teacher. Because Teacher Yu Chenghai is unwilling to sacrifice too many people, his battle records are far inferior to ours."
"Teacher Yu is wise."
Zhou Yu rubbed his hair painfully and said, "Let's put it this way. Old Bai dared to tear off Dongfang Yu's ear, but you can ask him if he dares to do the same to Teacher Shaoqing. In this world, only you dare to do it now, but you must not be impulsive! "
Xu Le was silent for a moment, then carefully extinguished the cigarette completely. Then, he suddenly got up from the bed.
Zhou Yu asked in shock, "What are you doing?"
"I'm going to see Du Shaoqing."
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The Iron Seventh Division was known for its strict military discipline, and the Iron Seventh Division's Defense Battalion was known to be the only unit in the Federation that could truly ignore Liuling. However, as long as Teacher Shaoqing gave the signal, they would all jump into Liuling without hesitation, regardless of life and death.
It was such a unit that was filled with an iron-blooded and austere aura. When they saw Colonel Xu Le, who was wearing a brand new military uniform and had a faint smell of alcohol on him, appear in front of the door, their expressions couldn't help but become a little complicated and strange.
Although their slightly changed expressions quickly returned to their ice-cold indifference, this already showed that Xu Le's arrival had caused some sort of psychological impact on the soldiers of the Iron Seventh Division. It was probably because this seemingly ordinary colonel in front of them was the only person in the entire Federation that could make their teacher not go crazy. Moreover, this person had once provided extremely valuable help to the Iron Seventh Division in 5460.
The expressionless Ximen Jin invited Xu Le in.
In the somewhat dark room, there was a large flat electronic map hanging on the wall. The famous general of the Federation had his hands behind his back. His body was slightly bent as he carefully studied every detail on the map. Under the changing light, a few strands of white could be faintly seen on his shoulders that looked like they were carved out by a knife, and between his meticulous hair that was pressed down by a military cap, a few strands of white could be faintly seen.
"Please sit."
"Please have some tea."
"Ordinary jasmine tea."
"The tea that I made."
Du Shaoqing didn't turn around. His voice was still cold and calm, but the words that came out of his mouth made the people who walked into the room feel incomparably shocked. Ximen Jin looked at the steaming hot cup of tea on the table and thought with a frown, When had the teacher ever said the word "please" to a subordinate officer in his life? Who had the teacher personally made tea for in his life?
Mr. President had never drunk it before.
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