While Xu Le angrily sought an explanation from the Secretary of Defense, Zou Yingxing, over the delayed encrypted military phone call, he knew very well that the person who deliberately distanced him from the Lees of Philadelphia and prevented him from attending the War God's funeral was not actually from the Department of Defense.
He directly made a call to the President's official residence, and after a fierce argument with Director Breen, he was given the opportunity to speak directly with President Pabre. But this was still not enough, because although the President understood his feelings, he did not agree with directly falling out with the other side over the old man's funeral.
The President understood him, so he comforted him. Xu Le also understood him. The election was about to begin, and the official residence was now under great pressure. Once Mr. Pabre lost in the election, everything, including the things he had promised Xu Le, could never be brought up again.
In the end, the reason Xu Le remained in the West Woods in the Sunset State and did not attend the War God's funeral was because of a video message from Philadelphia.
In the message, General Lee Jae-do calmly described the old man's dying wish, and reminded Xu Le that the other side had too many reasons to prevent him from attending the funeral. For example, when the people saw him, they would think of the mechanic, and that their father had a traitorous younger brother. Then, they would be enraged, and the officers, who were already easily agitated, would be even more agitated.
In the past few years, the entire Federation and the military had deliberately pushed him to the position of the War God's successor. Now that the situation had changed, the other side naturally did not want him to attend the funeral because they did not want the people to think of the so-called inheritance.
However, this was not what Xu Le was concerned about. He just thought that as a junior, he should at least send the old man off. But now, even the old man's own son, General Lee Jae-do, had expressed his opposition. If he insisted, this kind of insistence would become a little strange.
When Xu Le looked at the starry sky in the Sunset State with a complicated and inexplicable smile and made the decision to give up on attending the funeral, it was already the end of February of the 72nd year of the Constitutional Calendar. Countless snowstorms strangely fell on the various planets of the Federation at this time, and at the same time, the news of the War God Li Pifu's death was spread to thousands of families.
Although the Federation people were already mentally prepared for the War God's passing, they could not help but mourn. The densely packed Federation Square cried in unison, but one thing was very noteworthy. The Federation people's grief was so calm, probably because they firmly believed that although the War God was gone, the Federation would always be victorious.
Almost, almost no, almost all television stations adjusted their broadcast plans at the last minute. The Federation News Channel, on the other hand, pulled out a long prepared large-scale news documentary filmed by the Jinxing Documentary Film Factory of the Ministry of National Defense and directed by the famous director Bai Zeming.
This documentary called "The Man from Philadelphia" had only been broadcast for three days, but it had attracted a new wave of attention and mourning activities. All the major television stations applied to broadcast it online, and the young students of Linhai State University lit candles and looked at the light screen above their heads, guarding the old heroic spirit in the snow.
The Central Committee of the Green Dragon Mountain Anti-Government Army published a press release written by the leader of Nanshui. In the press release, the committee warmly praised Marshal Li Pifu's great achievements in resisting the invasion of the Empire. They deeply remembered the noble character of Marshal Li Pifu, and called on the workers and students of the four states, planet S2, and even the three regions of the Federation to carry on the Marshal's will, and to fight to create a more peaceful and beautiful future.
People noticed that when the press release described the glorious history of the War God Li Pifu, it was very important to point out that in his battle career, Marshal Li had never had any conflicts or conflicts with the armed forces of the people of planet S2.
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The Empire's L9 system, the adventurous planet that was regarded as a paradise by interstellar pirates and smugglers, had now become the most serious place in the universe. Every building and every window seemed to constantly reflect the gloomy faces and the dark military uniforms. 170,000 elite ground troops of the Empire were gathered here, and three medium-sized fleets were patrolling the space outside the system.
What terrified the local residents the most was the ground troops made up of close to 500 of the latest wolf mecha models. This metal wolf-like troop moved silently and sternly through the city. It was an uninteresting sight, and it was an indescribable visual shock that made one feel numb all over.
This metal tide mecha troop belonged to the great and invincible Her Royal Highness.
Huai Caoshi, who had just finished inspecting the supply line in space, was scrubbing her face that was full of dust while listening to the rapid military report made by the guards. Occasionally, she would issue a few orders in a calm tone.
The Empire's elite troops that had endured for a long time had severely damaged the offensive of the Federal Army in the last counterattack. In order to intimidate the Federation and stabilize the situation, Huai Caoshi didn't hesitate to personally enter the battle as the Princess of Zuo Tian Galaxy. She blasted the stupid commander of the fourth army into charcoal dust that filled the sky. At the same time, she also dispersed the seemingly unstoppable tide of the Federation's attack.
The Empire's great retreat ends here. In the past, you won and advanced because I allowed you to win and advance. Now, I won't allow you to take another step forward, so you won't be able to take another step forward.
This was the strongest message that the Imperial armies and their commander-in-chief sent to the enemy of the Federation. In fact, if it weren't for the MX independent mecha troop led by Colonel Li Feng arriving outside the L9 system's dimensional door in advance, the Empire's wolf fang mecha troop that had rushed out with the tide might have swallowed up the entire fourth army that had been left behind on the planet's surface.
In this unprecedented form of mecha warfare, Huai Caoshi and Li Feng, the two mecha prodigies who had made a name for themselves at a young age, began to blossom with unimaginable splendor. Although they had never met on the battlefield, both the Federation and the Empire knew that that day would eventually come.
Huai Caoshi felt a little hungry. After thinking for a while, she poured herself a glass of milk. She was very satisfied with the current situation. Throwing the x3 crystal mine to those greedy capitalists of the Federation had indeed reduced the pressure by a lot. Her father was right — if a pack of dogs discovered a bone of meat to eat, they would definitely not attack humans again. Instead, they would attack each other to share the bone of meat.
The guard suddenly noticed that a document at the bottom of the electronic folder was marked with five gold stars. He frowned, thinking that the intelligence bureau official must have made a mistake. The Federation forces hadn't attacked Tianjing, so what kind of intelligence would require five gold stars?
"What's wrong?" Huai Caoshi asked with a frown as she tore open a piece of coconut milk bread and prepared to have a simple lunch. Seeing the expression on her subordinate's face, she asked with a frown.
"It shouldn't be anything important."
The trusted guard shrugged and opened the document … Then, he turned into a statue and remained silent for a long time. He swallowed a mouthful of saliva with difficulty and looked at Huai Caoshi before saying in a hoarse voice, "Dog thief Li Pifu … is dead."
Huai Caoshi put down the bread in her hand in a daze. Although she had received news of Li Pifu's serious illness a few months ago, she still found it hard to believe when she suddenly heard that he was dead.
That person invaded the Empire's territory like a demon, burned the Empire's stars, massacred the Empire's citizens, and even killed the Emperor and the Great Teacher. He was evil and invincible for his entire life, but in the end … he died just like that.
Huai Caoshi walked to the window and looked at the blood-red sunset. She narrowed her eyes as if there were flames burning in them. Everyone said that she was invincible. No, at least Xu Le had escaped from her hands. In this universe, only that person was truly invincible, and in the end, he had only lost to time once.
Li Pifu, I haven't defeated you yet. How can you die?
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When the Emperor found out about this shocking news, he probably felt the same sorrow as his daughter. He silently thought, Li Pifu, you old thief, I haven't killed you yet. How can you be dead?
At the time, the Emperor was roaring in rage because of the underground resistance organization joining hands with the Federal Army. After hearing about Li Pifu's death, he suddenly calmed down. He waved his hand and drove everyone out of the palace. He himself passed through the screen full of sunflowers and came to the railing of Star Seizer Hall, gazing at the high and untouchable ground.
Then, His Majesty the Emperor released his hand and threw the vine that was full of old blood stains down.
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"The funeral will be officially held on the 10th of next month."
In the old mansion in the West Woods Sunset Province, Fatty Tian leaned against the soft sofa and watched the news on the hologram as he spoke to the two fellows on the other side.
"Did you see the news release from Green Dragon Mountain? I heard that it was personally written by the leader of Nanshui. I also heard that his body seems to be on the verge of death. "
Xu Le held a large white towel in both hands and rubbed the restless little head inside. He said, "I also heard that when the Empire's newspaper reported the news of the Marshal's death, there was a sentence written in a certain corner."
"What sentence?"
"Li Pifu is dead."
Fatty Tian sighed with emotion.
On the news screen, there was not a single trace of snow left on Charter Square in the capital special district. It was completely clean. A dense crowd stood on the square and looked up in anticipation. In the open space opposite the famous group of five, an extremely tall statue had appeared at some unknown time. Accompanied by enthusiastic applause, the curtain outside the statue flowed down like water …
The most famous sculptor of the Federation devoted himself to strengthening the retro bronze material. The Shell Motor Company's heavy metal die-casting department was responsible for the construction. Charter Square finally had a statue after thousands of years.
The statue was of a young Li Pifu. At the time, he was wearing a tattered Federation military uniform and standing in front of the half-open hatch of an M37 mecha. In front of the sharp weapon extended from the right mechanical arm of the mecha, he was pointing at the tattered and blackened Imperial Hibiscus Chinese flag.
Everyone knew that the image chosen by the statue was referring to the assassination that changed the fate of the Federation. That tattered Imperial Hibiscus Chinese flag was naturally referring to the Emperor of the Empire who died at the hands of the War God.
The sky was filled with fireworks and thunderous applause. Countless Federation citizens looked up at Li Pifu's statue with tears in their eyes.
Fatty Tian looked at the news screen and spread out his hands. "General Lee Jae-do relayed the Marshal's last words. In his last words, the Marshal said very clearly that he rejected any form of commemoration."
"The proposal was unanimously approved by the Senate. Not to mention General Lee Jae-do, even the dead Old Master couldn't change anything. He couldn't jump out of the coffin and shout: I don't want a statue!"
Xu Le smiled and shrugged. He continued to rub the restless head under the towel and said, "Actually, just like the group of five, the Marshal didn't need a statue, but the statue was already built."
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