In winter, the temperature in Philadelphia was never too low, especially at the foot of the mountain and by the lakeside. There was only a thin layer of snow on the rooftop. When the bright morning sun shone on the thin layer of snow, it made the snow look as if it was about to burn. The snow began to melt into tiny streams of water that trickled down the ancient eaves and dripped onto the wet ground.
The tiny raindrops had been smashing for many years, but they had yet to leave a clear mark on the hard ground, just like the thin and calm old man in the room. He had been shining in the federation for many years, but there was still no way for him to fundamentally change too many things that had happened in the past. The door of the body training center in his hometown, Philadelphia, was open as usual. Young and young boys were exhaling white mist and kicking the wooden puppets tied with fine grass, just like he used to do in the past.
The water on the eaves was still dripping slowly.
Tick tock, tick tock. It was the perpetually calm and dull movement of the hour hand that made one feel suffocated. It was the greedily drooling little boy who was holding a bunch of red candy as he stared at the rising red sun. It was the comforting sound of the electronic self-check in the cockpit of the M37 mecha whose right mechanical leg had been tragically broken on the smoky battlefield, revealing a metal wire as thick as an arm.
Tick tock, tick tock. It was the sound of childhood friends shooting at each other with bamboo guns and then falling down exaggeratedly. A beautiful little girl wearing a white cotton-padded jacket played the role of a female emergency doctor. Tick tock, tick tock. If the ticking slowed down a little, it would become the electronic sound that the Federation soldiers were most familiar with, the only sound they could hear when they were lonely and bored in the healing pods.
The ticking stopped.
There was no longer any fluctuation of power on the light screen. It had become a straight line that stretched from left to right to the edge. There was no end to it, and it was always calm.
On the other side of the glass wall, the specialists of the treatment group of the Army general hospital and the generals of the Federation took off their headphones and instruments numbly and stared at the old man on the bed in a daze. Some of them could not believe their eyes and felt that what they were seeing was fake.
General Miles stared with his red eyes and did not say a word. He allowed the tears to wash away his wrinkles and pupils. However, after a long time, the scene in front of him did not change at all.
General Lee Jae-do knelt beside the bed and tightly held his father's increasingly cold hand. There was no emotion in his eyes. He then lowered his head and pressed his burning forehead against his father's cold hand. He hid his face in the shadows and quickly said some words of unknown meaning. It seemed like he was saying goodbye, but also seemed like he was narrating.
There were sounds of banging outside the door. Someone seemed to want to stop and explain something, but someone else didn't want to hear any explanation. He directly rushed in and opened the closed door. Then, he saw the old man on the bed with his eyes closed and the middle-aged general kneeling beside the bed.
General Li Feng, whose face was covered with dust, blinked his eyes. His Aokiji gradually faded away. Only a trace of heart-wrenching frustration and helplessness suddenly flashed across his calm and powerful eyes.
A second later, this frustration and helplessness instantly disappeared. He took a deep breath and slowly walked to the front of the bed. Then, he knelt down with a bang and knocked his hard head hard on the damn floor. He fell down like a mountain.
For him, the departure of his grandfather was like the collapse of the highest mountain in his heart.
"Auntie will be back in three hours."
General Li Feng put his head on the ground and trembled in pain. No one saw that his eyes and nose were uncontrollably erupting on his face. He said with a trembling voice, "I came back late too."
General Lee Jae-do slowly stood up and carefully tidied his military uniform. He quietly looked at the bed and raised his hand to give a military salute.
Behind the glass wall, the general and the special door of the Army general hospital slowly raised his right hand and gave the most noble military salute to the skinny old man on the bed.
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The death of the God of War Li Pifu not only meant the sudden collapse of the highest mountain in Colonel Li Feng's heart, but also for many people in the Federation. The major incident that happened in Philadelphia in the morning was still under strict news control. However, the Federal Fleet on the other side of the distant planet had already received the news first.
President Pabre silently looked at the white snow on the grass outside the Oval Office. He looked at the fat pigeons foraging in the snow. Sadness and heavy pressure appeared in his peaceful eyes.
On the terrace, Lady Tai held a cup of coffee and listened to Butler Jin's report that the private jet to Philadelphia had been prepared. Looking at the picturesque landscape after the snow, sadness and longing were undisguised on her face.
She and Li Pifu had known each other for many years. She had an inseparable friendship with his family. Most importantly, Li Pifu was the person she truly respected. Therefore, in the entire universe, only his passing could make her express the sadness in the deepest part of her heart.
On the other side of the Night Scorpion Nebula, somewhere in the distant and unfamiliar Left Sky Galaxy, the supreme commander of the Federal Fleet, Admiral Hong Yuliang, stared at herself in the mirror with red eyes. Naturally, she thought of the teacher who had a loud voice and liked to tell erotic jokes many years ago. He was completely different from the hero in the brochure.
When the teacher saw her for the first time, he mercilessly laughed at her because her eyes were as red as a rabbit's. A rabbit, a white rabbit, a pair of white rabbits. Yes, that was what the teacher said at that time. That was what happened at that time.
Hong Yuliang turned on the hot water switch and allowed the steam to cover the entire lens. It covered the haggard and sad face in the mirror, as well as the pair of red rabbit-like eyes. Then, in the hot steam, he began to cry bitterly.
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South of Cillin's Sunset State, the Federation's Changfeng Military Base tarmac. At the beginning of February, year seventy-two of the Federation's standard calendar, it was supposed to be the middle of winter, but this was only for S1 in the end. Wearing sunglasses, Xu Le was enjoying the sunlight sprinkling down from the azure sky above his head. He was enjoying the clear warm smell coming from the dark green military uniform. He was so comfortable that he nearly fell asleep.
The Federation's new space battleship with a triangular floating wing design glided over from the distance of the tarmac. In the air that was somewhat distorted by the strong sunlight, the Federation's military flag could be faintly seen. The space battleship continuously passed through six water gates formed by water pillars and slowly came to a stop.
There was a grand welcome ceremony, lively military music, a newly decorated red carpet on the gangway, and beautiful girls holding flowers. Xu Le, who suddenly woke up, narrowed his eyes and looked at these scenes through his sunglasses. He thought that the West Woods had made so many preparations. Even if the foreigners who came to negotiate were still vigilant, they would still be relatively happy.
The hatch of the Federation's battleship opened, and a middle-aged man in a black leather jacket slowly walked out. He stood at the top of the gangway and waved to the black mass of welcoming people on the tarmac. From the frequency of his waving and his stiff posture, he was obviously very nervous.
In fact, it was not only him and the members of the delegation behind him who were nervous. The Federation soldiers and civilians on the tarmac were also very nervous because everyone knew the historical significance of today's meeting.
Many years ago, the Empire's diplomatic mission, which was as silent as a suicide squad, once visited the Federation. Many years after that, the humans on both sides of the Night Scorpion Nebula never had direct contact again. Until today, another group of brave or stupid Empire people came to the Federation's land with negotiation terms instead of ammunition.
The extremely insulting word 'stupid' was naturally not an evaluation made by a conscientious young historian like me.
"Stupid."
The commander of the West Woods Military Region's second rapid response brigade stood beside Xu Le. He looked at the stiff Empire person on the gangway, took off his sunglasses, and calmly mocked, "He actually came in leather. Later, I'll get HTD Bureau to give him some trouble."
Calmness and mockery usually could not be used together, but this young brigade commander behaved very naturally. That was because calling the people of the Imperium idiots was very natural for the soldiers of the Federation. It was even close to the truth, so he could be very calm.
Xu Le shrugged and walked toward the gangway. He did not try to dispel this atmosphere. Although he knew that this kind of hostile atmosphere was not good for formal negotiations, he also knew that the blood feud of decades could not be suppressed by a few words.
Presiding over the cooperation negotiations with the Empire's underground resistance organization was the latest mission that Mr. President gave him. Of course, it was also the best excuse for the radicals of the government to expel him from the capital ring. After all, this matter was connected by him in the Empire in the first place.
Xu Le, who was walking towards the gangway under the light of the sun, was feeling very calm. He had a lot of contact with the members of the underground resistance organization who had come all the way from the Empire. He knew that they were not much different from ordinary people of the Federation, so he naturally did not find them troublesome.
He was just worried that there would be trouble in Philadelphia and Shi Qinghai. He did not know if the uncle would go to see the old man for the last time, and whether the uncle's safety would be a problem. Also, Mr Shi had started to appear and disappear mysteriously again recently, and every time he appeared mysteriously, it meant that something troublesome was going to happen.
In a situation where there was no reply, Xu Le asked the old man to help him investigate Shi Qinghai's whereabouts. He was very surprised to find that the guy used some unknown method to hide from the most critical scans of the Glory Of The Charter.
Another problem was that Colonel Lake.
The Internal Affairs Department of the Ministry of Defense arrested this person, and Mr. Tian said that he would not let him die easily. Now that the election was around the corner, everything had to be done for the sake of stability. This person was temporarily detained in a secret military prison, but the problem was that he … actually did not commit suicide.
Killing oneself was always a simple matter, especially for a well-trained special soldier like Colonel Lake. Therefore, for Xu Le, the fact that he did not commit suicide meant that it was not a simple matter.
The other side was very confident, but why were they so confident?
"Colonel Xu Le, it seems that you are not very happy to see your old friend." On the red carpet at the bottom of the gangway, a middle-aged Empire man wearing a black leather jacket looked at Xu Le in front of him. He waved his arm in an exaggerated manner and complained, "Did you forget about us murderers and arsonists after returning to the Federation?"
The government translator standing in the middle of the crowd was very nervous after hearing this. He did not know what words to use to accurately express the friendship of the Empire's revolutionary friend, but also not to let Colonel Xu Le hear the profanity.
Xu Le stopped the translator's efforts, took off his sunglasses, and hugged the other side with a smile, saying, "Mu En, welcome to my hometown."
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