As the son of the Federation's God of War, Lee Jae-do began to bear the glory and pressure of his family the moment he was born. As Li Pifu went from being the Federation's war hero to the commander who defeated the Seventeenth Division and then became the Federation's God of War, the glory and pressure he bore increased day by day. However, it was very regrettable that he had never been able to display the ability to match this glory and pressure on the battlefield.
If it was another second-generation figure, under the pressure of this completely maddening sense of loss, perhaps they would have given up on themselves and even become crazy and indulgent.
However, Lee Jae-do didn't. He very calmly accepted reality. After becoming a civilian, he started out as an ordinary instructor in the First Military Academy. Relying on his outstanding knowledge and excellent qualities, he gradually became an associate professor, professor, dean, vice dean, and dean.
Other than a very short period of military assignment, Lee Jae-do's military career was basically spent in the First Military Academy. Thinking about it carefully, today, countless young officers in the Federal forces had received his teachings.
General Lee Jae-do was extremely low-key. This was the common understanding of the Federation's political and military circles. However, being low-key didn't mean that he was incompetent. There was one point that was very worth pondering. Those military bigwigs who came and went from the Lees of Philadelphia, when he was young, none of them dared to look down on him. They were used to communicating with him with an equal attitude.
This was related to his family background, but it was also because these military bigwigs of the previous generation who were gradually fading from the stage of history had long discovered that the marshal seemed to have never doubted his son's excellence and character. This kind of trust between a strict father and a young son was very rare. It was even shocking and thought-provoking.
There were two military bigwigs in the Federal military who were known for their gentleness and elegance. One was Minister of Defense Zou Yingxing, and the other was Lee Jae-do who was about to officially take over the position of Chairman of the Joint Chiefs of Staff of the Federation.
In a certain historical trajectory, the Federal Army, which was rapidly growing stronger with the war and gradually showing its autonomous will, should have entered the next era smoothly and gently under the control of the two big shots with scholarly demeanor. But now, it seemed that the reality was not so.
The next day, the black coffin covered with military flags was transported back to Philadelphia by a special plane. Surprisingly, Lee Jae-do did not go back. Instead, he took a special car to the Army Conference Center in the northern part of the Capital Special District.
The gendarme at the iron gate raised his gun to his chest, and saluted the general.
The general smiled warmly and stepped in, walking along the quiet and deep corridor of the conference center.
He didn't sleep. He had been sitting beside the coffin all night, but there wasn't a trace of fatigue on his face. His dark green military uniform was straighter than ever, and as he walked forward, his footsteps became straighter and straighter.
At this moment, he was like a man who had been carrying a mountain of millions of tons on his shoulders for many years, and suddenly relieved all the weight and began to walk forward with confidence. He was also like a weak man who had been silently standing beside his father for many years, and suddenly grew up overnight.
In front of the tightly closed door of the conference room, Lee Jae-do gently pushed the door open. Seeing the familiar faces, he couldn't help but smile slightly. There were seven people sitting in the spacious conference room, and any one of these seven people was enough to affect the overall situation of the Federation in some way.
The acting director of the Bureau of Proclamation, Cui Judong, stood up, held his hand, and said softly and sincerely, "My condolences."
The deputy commander of the Second Military Region also stood up and saluted with a bang.
Everyone in the conference room stood up, and the last one was the fat old man who sat in the middle of the room. He slowly stood up, held Lee Jae-do's hand tightly, and said in a deep voice, "Please take care of yourself."
"Just as my father once said, for the sake of the Federation, we should exercise our bodies and strive for more years of healthy work."
Lee Jae-do held his hand and said, "Mr. Vice President, I will always remember these words."
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These important figures in the conference room rarely had the opportunity to gather together. Over the years, under the name of that organization, they had only gathered in a hurry two or three times. Most of the time, they communicated with each other through their most loyal subordinates, meeting in person in some inconspicuous place. Time was very precious for these important figures. After expressing their most sincere condolences and sympathy to the old man who had just finished his funeral, they immediately got to the main topic.
"According to the five-year plan, we have been trying to influence the third-level elections in the Parliament, but the current situation is not very good. Those families and political factions have too much control over the Parliament, and their power in the media is also quite shocking. Therefore, the candidates we have proposed have only made progress in the state and district level elections for the time being, and we have not been able to infiltrate the Parliament at the management committee level. "
The important figure of the Federation Election Committee said in a deep voice, "Everyone, it seems that we need more patience to start from the seats in the Parliament. The problem now is that those families seem to be vigilant, and we don't have enough time."
"Even if those old families are vigilant, with their arrogance, they will still not make a strong reaction, just like the situation in the West Woods and this investigation." Someone frowned and retorted, "Regarding that case, the Department of National Defense has been under pressure, and the Department of Justice probably won't be able to hold on for long. This is what I am most concerned about."
"It seems that Colonel Xu Le has already given up on investigating this case, what else do we need to worry about?" The important figure of the Election Committee subconsciously glanced at the quiet General Lee Jae-do.
Lee Jae-do did not speak, but picked up the teacup in front of him and took a sip.
"The investigation by the Department of National Defense is not dangerous, but there is one thing I have to tell you. The archives of the Association was invaded the day before yesterday, and it seems that someone is very interested in the things inside," Cui Judong suddenly said.
"Who?"
"The suspect now is Shi Qinghai, a spy from Green Dragon Mountain. He is very professional and did not leave any traces. If it were not for the GPS of the central computer chip, I would not have any evidence."
Cui Judong rubbed between his eyebrows and said tiredly, "I don't know how much this person knows, and who he is working for. The four branches of the anti-government army in Green Dragon Mountain are now in a state of disunity. Who would think of using the Ancient Bell to do something?"
Several important figures in the meeting room did not have any impression of Shi Qinghai, but after being reminded, they remembered that this person had participated in the assassination of Macklin. Instead, Lee Jae-do, who had been silent all this time, looked at Vice President Byron and said with a frown, "This person is very close to Xu Le."
"What should we do?"
"Investigate him. If he is dangerous, then get rid of him." Lee Jae-do said simply, then lowered his head and continued to look at the relevant files. "As for why Teacher Shaoqing is not willing to participate, it is because of the empty sense of honor of a soldier. I will talk to him in person later."
"Teacher Shaoqing's loyalty to the Federation is unquestionable," Vice President Byron said with a heavy tone.
Lee Jae-do slowly raised his head and said, "I don't agree with the change of cabinet members in the plan. Although the Department of National Defense is important and needs to be controlled, Minister Zou should not be in the field. He is a talented person, and the war with the Empire needs his contribution. Besides, this will easily arouse the suspicion of that madam."
Everyone in the meeting room thought about it and nodded slowly.
"Minister Zou may not be our comrade, but the Federation needs him." Lee Jae-do lowered his head and continued, "Everyone, we are not schemers. Especially when it comes to the fundamental interests of the Federation, we should even take the initiative to take a step back."
"I agree with General Li's position."
Vice President Byron held the table with both hands and stood up with some difficulty. He rubbed his round belly in self-mockery and said calmly to everyone in the meeting room, "Everyone, we are not criminals who stop at nothing, nor are we businessmen who seek benefits at all costs. We are just people who want to do something practical for the Federation."
The vice president's expression turned solemn as he said in a low voice, "In history, we may be branded with an ugly mark, and we may be frivolously criticized by those literati as radical martyrs of the Blind Sun, but only you and I know what we are doing and why we are doing this."
"Everyone, a new era is slowly opening in front of us. The Federation is welcoming the best opportunity for change in history. What we need to do is to seize this opportunity for the Federation and not waver. "
Vice President Byron continued calmly, "And we do not need to waver. Right now, some people are saying that we need to be vigilant against the dark forces in the Federation government. Some people say that the so-called young and strong faction or radical faction has appeared in the army. In fact, these are all wrong. "
"We are the Federation. We are the army. We represent the righteous tide of history. We are about to welcome a great victory for the common people."
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West Woods Sunset State, Old Mansion in Weili2 District.
Zhong Huoyan, who was experiencing her first menstrual period, had completely lost the calmness that she had boasted about before. She curled up in a corner of the sofa with a thick blanket over her body. Because of the pain in her lower abdomen, her face was pale and pitiful. Only now did she know that she could not rely on books, knowledge, and intelligence to deal with every obstacle in life.
The little girl was very flustered, and Xu Le, who had the thickest nerves in the universe, was not very calm either. Fortunately, Shang Qiu, who was on the phone at that time, heard the scream and then came to the old mansion of the Zhong family as quickly as possible under his pleading.
At this time, Shang Qiu was busy in the kitchen. According to the professional habits of an engineer, she used a measuring cup to accurately cook the brown sugar water and used a caliper and her eyes to calculate the size of the female products the little girl needed. She arranged everything in a very orderly manner.
After everything was settled, Xu Le carried Zhong Huoyan into the bedroom. The little girl, who was in pain and helplessness, held his hand tightly and refused to let go. She asked to tell the latest joke.
Shang Qiu leaned against the door and carefully read the drug description under the corridor light. She listened to the man with small eyes clumsily tell the cold joke that even she could not bear to listen to. She could not help but smile slightly.
"Brother, help me rub my stomach." Zhong Huoyan blinked weakly and looked at Xu Le.
Xu Le put his hand into the warm quilt and gently rubbed the little girl's cold lower abdomen. After a while, he felt a warm body leaning against his back.
The little girl cutely frowned and fell asleep. It seemed that in her dream, she blamed the unfairness of the creator and the clumsiness of her brother.
"Isn't it a little too early?"
The bed in the little princess' bedroom of the Zhong family was very large. Xu Le leaned against the bed and looked at Zhong Huoyan's slightly pale face. He said worriedly, "And I just found out that the first period can also hurt."
"It's normal at the age of 11 or 12. You don't have to worry too much."
Shang Qiu, who was lying comfortably in his arms, yawned. After tossing and turning in the middle of the night, the two people fell asleep in a daze. The little girl in the quilt beside him twisted her body uneasily. In her dream, she subconsciously looked for Xu Le's hand, then held it and refused to let go.
On a certain day in the 72nd year of the Constitutional calendar, there were probably many little girls like Zhong Huoyan who grew up overnight. There were also many people who gradually decayed under the yellow soil. Some people thought that they grew up overnight, but who knew whether they were decaying or not?
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