The documentary "Soldier Goes Home" was produced by the Golden Star Film Studio. It was the latest work of the great director Bai Zeming after "The New Journey of Mankind". After it was broadcasted on the Federation News Channel, it immediately set off a ratings frenzy.
Although it was considered too sentimental and vulgar by some sharp and mean critics, this documentary was still nominated for many important awards in the Nebula Awards. However, it certainly could not break the record of his most famous documentary. However, two documentaries were nominated for the Nebula Awards at the same time. This was already a record that was difficult for future generations to reach.
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One night, a man and a woman who had been engaged in private for a long time, but had been separated for even longer, met again in the woods beside Rabi Avenue. They gave each other gifts that represented their feelings. The man's gift was a bottle of paulownia red wine, and the woman's gift was a bracelet.
Jian Shui'er took off the bracelet with a smile and hung it on Xu Le's wrist. It nestled together with the bracelet. The silver light reflected on each other, and a few lines of small words could be clearly seen.
Xu Le looked at the face that was still beautiful but more charming than before. He awkwardly raised the wine bottle and said, "I didn't know what to give you. You said on the battleship that it was your first blind date. At that time, you drank several bottles, so I chose this."
Jian Shui'er smiled and walked forward into his arms. She hugged his strong waist and leaned against his chest. She whispered, "At that time, I thought the wine was a bit bland, but I like it now."
Xu Le lowered his head and gently kissed her lips. At the moment of contact, he remembered that this love was really dreamy. It was even as unreal and fleeting as a dream. Because of the twists and turns of fate, the two of them didn't have time to enjoy the taste of love.
But what was love? Was it the feeling of being moved? He had been moved before, and was still moved. Whether it was hugging, kissing, or just looking at her, his heart would beat faster.
It was just like when he first saw the lonely nanny on TV outside the tavern when he was a child. It was just like when he saw the purple-haired female captain for the first time night after night. It was just like when he saw the real her for the first time at the concert in Linhai State Gymnasium. It was just like when he woke up from a dark dream and saw the sun shining through her white dress into her tube top. It was just like when he hugged her tightly for the first time in the stuffy cockpit.
They walked hand in hand through the woods by the Boulevard Rabi and entered the still brightly lit Supreme Court of the Federation. The Supreme Court of the Federation never heard cases at night, and had no duty to witness marriages, but today the Supreme Court of the Federation was waiting for a couple.
There were very few people in the Supreme Court. There were no relatives, friends, or news reporters. Other than the old man sitting at the chief judge's seat, there were only two staff members in charge of taking photos and archiving.
The Chief Justice of the Supreme Court of the Federation, He Ying, sat there drowsily, giving off a sense of oppression. He was truly an old man who could use time to suppress great power.
Xu Le held Jian Shui'er's hand and said seriously, "A simple wedding cannot be made public, and can only be held at night. It is indeed not grand and formal enough. I hope there will be a chance to make up for it in the future."
Jian Shui'er smiled and said, "I have experienced too many grand and formal occasions over the years."
The old judge in the courtroom suddenly opened his eyes and quickly woke up from his drowsy state. He looked at the man and woman below the courtroom and scolded unhappily, "Holding a ceremony in the Supreme Court with the Chief Justice of the Federation as the witness of the marriage, is this not grand and official enough?"
The judge whose face was full of age spots stared coldly at Xu Le's face as if he was looking at scum. He said with an old voice, "The Supreme Court has never done a wedding ceremony before, so I am not familiar with the procedure. Of course, if you do a few more weddings in the future, perhaps we will be more familiar with it."
This was obviously a severe accusation against someone's moral standards, but Xu Le could not refute it. For some reason, he even heard a hint of killing intent, so he lowered his head like a criminal.
The judge said indifferently, "There is another problem. One of you is from the Federation, and the other is from the Empire. How are you going to get married? The marriage law of the Federation has an additional clause for marriage with Bermuda, but there is no additional clause for marriage with the Empire. "
Xu Le was stunned. He scratched his head and said awkwardly, "Do I have to find a way to let the Federation pass a resolution to allow marriage between the Federation and the Empire?"
"Idiot, can't you say that you are from the Federation?" The judge looked at him as if he was looking at a stupid pig and scolded without any trace of politeness, "Where is the IQ of a genius engineer?"
"But I am indeed from the Empire," Xu Le replied very honestly.
"You can keep your Empire citizenship."
Xu Le looked at the judge in shock and said, "You can do that?"
"If I say you can do that, then you can do that!" The old judge said angrily, "Who in the Federation dares to question my jurisprudence? There was no dual citizenship in the past, but there will definitely be in the future. "
Xu Le took a deep breath and felt his body suddenly relax. He silently said to that fellow in the official residence, In the end, I've been recognized as a member of the Federation.
The ceremony entered the formal part. Judge He Ying, wearing his reading glasses, looked at the template that had just been downloaded from the Internet and read it word by word.
"Citizen of the Federation, Xu Le, are you sure that you love Jian Shui'er and want to take her as your wife?"
"Yes." Xu Le held Jian Shui'er's hand and replied, "When I was very young, I told myself that I wanted to take Jian Shui'er as my wife."
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After the ceremony ended, Jian Shui'er went to the side to take a single registration photo. Only Xu Le remained in front of the judge's stand, and he couldn't help but feel somewhat nervous.
There were too few people in the world that could make him nervous, and the chief judge on the stand was definitely the first. He didn't understand why, but he recalled a proverb he had learned from the old thing before the Great Calamity: One can be strong without desires. The reason why he revered the chief judge was probably because he had always stood on the side of selflessness to help him.
"Xu Le, come to the stand," the old judge said.
Xu Le obeyed and walked to the front of the stand.
"I'm warning you, if you dare to ask me to hold a wedding ceremony for you with another woman in the future, I will immediately fall out with you."
The old judge's wrinkles were filled with undisguised intimidation, but in the next moment, his expression instantly became complicated. He said softly, "Of course, I also know that all men are like this. As long as you don't ask me to hold a wedding ceremony, I'll pretend that I didn't see it. Why did I insist that you keep your Empire citizenship? Because the people of the Empire can marry many wives … "
Unfortunately, Jian Shui 'er had just returned at this time. When she heard this, the beautiful bride raised her eyebrows slightly. She looked at the banquet and said angrily, "Old man, do you not want to listen to my story anymore? You're already over a hundred years old, and you're still so reckless. "
The old judge laughed awkwardly and then said seriously, "Who said I'm over a hundred years old? I'm only 95 this year. Have you ever heard of the saying, '738495'? I'm a dying man, so what's the point of being angry with me? Be good and continue your stories tomorrow. "
At this moment, he glanced at his watch and patted his chest with some lingering fear. "It's past twelve. My birthday is over. I'm officially 96 years old. It seems that I won't die so easily."
Xu Le looked at the old judge on the stand and said very sincerely, "When you decided the Zhong family property case, I already wished you a long life."
"This wish is too insincere." The old judge waved his hand and said, "A hundred years is too short."
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Some people thought that a hundred years was too short, while others thought that a hundred years was too long.
In the canteen of Qingcheng Military Prison, a dark-skinned middle-aged prisoner was giving a lesson to other prisoners. He waved his arms and his deep voice sounded very persuasive. The former president of the Federation, Pabre, who had been sentenced to a long term of imprisonment, was still resolutely continuing his struggle.
"We are prisoners, but we still have relevant personal rights. For example, the right to not wear electronic shackles. This action by the prison seriously violates the Anti-Torture Act of the Federation. We have the right to receive guests, and we should also fight for our own political rights."
The old prisoners who were still alive looked at him indifferently. Someone said mockingly, "The people here either have a reprieve or an indefinite sentence. What's the use of fighting for those rights?"
Pabre looked at that person with a smile and said, "How can it be useless? It's always more comfortable to not wear shackles. Now there are more newspapers and magazines that everyone can read. I can even stand here and give lessons to everyone. We have to fight for our own rights. "
An old prisoner in the corner said with a hoarse voice, "That's fine. Mr. President, you've indeed fought for a lot of benefits for us. But what's the use of political governance? It's better to ask the prison management to give us some pornographic CDs. What's that called? Sexual rights, right? "
A burst of ear-piercing laughter rang out in the canteen.
Pabre also laughed and said, "Political rights are the right to vote. Although we don't have many votes, it's very likely that they are the most important votes. If we have the right to vote, we can vote for those who support the idea of leniency, or those who believe that the prison budget should be cut and the number of prisoners should be reduced. Then maybe there will be pornographic magazines sent to prison one day. Maybe there will even be a day when you can walk out of prison. "
The prison gradually quieted down. The sinister old prisoners seemed to have started to think seriously.
The bell rang. Under the close watch of the military police, Pabre was escorted back to a solitary cell. According to the schedule, he did twenty consecutive prostrations and drank a glass of water. Then he sat back at the table and began to write letters to the members of parliament at all levels.
His gaze moved from the fiber letter to the picture frame in front of the table. In the picture frame, Pabre was looking at him with a sweet smile. Pabre smiled slightly. He silently calculated in his mind how many days it would be until the visiting date, and how many years it would be before he could be released from prison.
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During the negotiations between the Federation and the Empire, it was claimed that there was a temporary truce. In fact, there were still conflicts on the surface of some planets. In order to fight for chips at the negotiating table for their side, no side would choose to wait in silence at this time.
In a military camp, dozens of soldiers surrounded the major battalion commander who had just led them through the encirclement and safely returned home. They expressed their gratitude at once. A subordinate asked curiously, "Battalion commander, are all the officers who were recruited through the special recruitment program of the Ministry of Defense as fierce as you? They even dared to climb down such a steep cliff."
The battalion commander said with a cigarette in his mouth, "I used to be in the Federation Investigation Bureau. I didn't receive military training. On the battlefield, as long as you can understand one sentence, you will be qualified."
"What sentence?"
"Except for life and death, it's all f * cking nonsense."
"Brilliant! Battalion commander! "
"I also heard this sentence from someone else."
"Who?"
"Colonel Xu Le."
After a long silence, a soldier asked in shock, "Battalion commander, you know such a big shot?"
The battalion commander spat out the bitter cigarette in his mouth, raised his chin and said proudly, "Nonsense! Do I have to tell you that I have interrogated him? "
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Several of the Federation's top socialites, who were usually very proud and proud, thought of the fawning smile of the logistics director of the Sanlin United Bank and realized that the seemingly inconspicuous chairman of the club in front of them actually had a very deep background.
One of them said with a fawning smile, "Sister Lulu, I didn't expect you to be so capable."
Sister Lulu, who was wearing a backless dress, held a cigarette with two fingers. Looking at the cold faces of the crowd, a charming look suddenly appeared in her eyes. She said, "Nonsense, do I have to tell you girls that I have slept with the crown prince of the Empire?"
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Every once in a while, Doctor Jiang Rui, who would be beaten up for no reason when he was thought of by those men, finally couldn't bear this eternal torture anymore. He summoned his courage and walked into the inpatient building of the Army general hospital. He entangled with a female nurse and cried bitterly.
"My Huang Liniao, can you get off work and eat?"
Li Family's seventh young master, Li Xiaotong, walked over with a large bouquet of golden sunflowers in his hands. After succeeding Li Xiuzhu as the president of the Sanlin United Bank, the yin and cold aura around his body was even stronger than before. However, in front of that female nurse named Huang Li, the yin and cold aura around his body would mysteriously fade without washing away.
It was probably because that year in that clubhouse he had forgotten the name of, when he first saw her, he saw her use her small hands to slap that heartless man to her heart's content. From the wind of her palms and the shadow of her fingers, he tasted the biting cold flavor that he liked the most, so it was hard for him to forget.
Looking at the scene in front of him, Li Xiaotong's face became cold again. Huang Li cutely stuck out her tongue and took the sunflowers. She took his arm and walked to the elevator. When the elevator door was about to close, she couldn't help but look at Doctor Jiang Rui with great sympathy.
Brother Zeng, who stood silently behind Li Xiaotong, didn't leave. Instead, he slowly walked toward Jiang Rui. His hair was already white, but it was still like a cold gun.
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She was a famous young female member of the Federation. She was still the elegant and charming leaf of Green Dragon Mountain. Her subordinates in the Parliament Mountain had all heard of that legendary story, but they had never heard her mention it. Occasionally, after a certain weekend, the waiter would see two red wine glasses and a jar of foam in the bathroom. She was Zhang Xiaomeng.
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A strange professor came to Ewha University. This professor's hair was messy like a bird's nest, his eyes were always bloodshot, and his body was extremely thin. He looked like an old rabbit that had slept for too long.
This professor never hid the fact that he had lived in a mental hospital for a long time. He insisted that the real geniuses of the Federation were all locked up in the mental hospital by the government. He also insisted that his IQ was higher than Xu Le and Shang Qiu, the two legendary engineers put together. Because he said that if his name was understood in ancient letters, it meant better person.
He was Beidman.
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The Empire's army completely recovered the Mo Hua planet. The almost ruined Feige City regained some signs of life. The miners and slaves who had been hiding in the cellars and attics for who knew how long finally crawled out. They were originally very worried that they would be attacked and hurt again by the stray soldiers, but they didn't expect that the army that entered the city would be exceptionally disciplined.
That was because there was a beautiful girl leading the military police to patrol day and night. In this city that couldn't take any more damage, no matter how barbaric the army was, they were as obedient and pure as mice in front of this military police. This was because this was the military police directly under His Highness, and everyone in the Empire's military knew that this beautiful girl was His Highness' most trusted subordinate.
Feige was her hometown, Shedd Kabdanovich was her grandfather, and she was Azra.
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A battleship full of bullet marks landed in a military base somewhere in S3. A tall and sturdy young Federation general walked out. The muscles under his military uniform were filled with violent strength, as if they could tear his uniform into pieces at any time.
The young general unceremoniously refused the invitation of the three military chiefs to dinner, and then drove a military off-road vehicle alone, speeding towards a certain deep mountain.
On the road less than four hundred kilometers before arriving at the mountain villa, he rushed into a toll booth that tried to collect money, smashed a vehicle charging station that tampered with the counter, broke the thigh bones of four robbers, crashed seventeen expensive rides of rich kids who were racing on ordinary roads, and saved a girl who jumped into the lake in a wedding dress because of relationship problems. He also didn't hesitate to slap the girl twice in the face, and refused to leave his name and any contact information.
The tattered military off-road vehicle finally drove into the secluded villa in the mountain. The young general knocked on the door, but there was no answer, so he kicked open the heavy and solid alloy door without hesitation, and walked up the stairs to the balcony on the second floor. He looked at the middle-aged man who was playing the violin and said in a deep voice, "Are you really going to turn yourself into a poor and artistic middle-aged man?"
Including the invincible Huai Caoshi of the Empire, there were not many people in the world who dared to speak to the middle-aged man in such a tone. Other than the small-eyed officer in the training base, there was probably only this young general with a violent temperament.
It was because he had been invincible since he joined the army at the age of twelve. It was because the golden stars on his mecha's legs represented his military exploits were mottled and dazzling. It was because he was the proudest successor of the 37th Constitutional Federation. It was because he was willing to sacrifice his lifespan to undergo electroshock stimulation in order to protect this Federation. It was because his temper had always been this violent, and it was because he was Madman Li.
At the edge of the balcony, the middle-aged man put down the violin in his hand. His expression was still as cold and calm as on the battlefield, as if he was still the famous general of the Federation who had dominated the Constellation. However, he no longer wore his iconic sunglasses today, and had changed into casual clothes.
He smiled and said, "It's not that I've changed, but that I've always been an artistic youth. Now that I'm older, I've naturally become an artistic middle-aged man."
Li Feng furrowed his thin brows, stared at him, and said, "What on earth are you thinking about?"
"I'm not thinking about anything. Or rather, I've come back because I've thought things through."
Li Feng's brows furrowed even tighter and sharper as he asked in a deep voice, "What have you thought things through?"
The middle-aged man looked at him and said calmly, "A few years ago, Xu Le's identity as a person from the Empire was exposed. In the wilderness beside the high-speed rail, when my troops were under orders to hunt him down, Xu Le once cursed at me furiously, 'You're the f * cking person from the Empire.' In response, you mocked and cursed back, 'If Xu Le is a person from the Empire, then I'm a f * cking woman.'"
Li Feng's furrowed brows gradually smoothed out, and he asked in disbelief, "If you still hold this grudge, I'll apologize to you solemnly. However, the situation back then was different. Who would believe that he was a person from the Empire?"
"That's right. Who would believe that?" The middle-aged man suddenly laughed. "Just like who would believe that my mother was really a person from the Empire, a woman from the Empire."
Li Feng's eyes suddenly widened, and he could not believe what he had just heard.
"I didn't understand before, but after seeing Xu Le return to the Federation, I vaguely understood. She probably wouldn't want to see me avenge her in this way."
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There was a woman from the Empire who had a miserable life. She was the descendant of a noble who had been cruelly purged in the Empire. She was conscripted into the military camp at the age of seven. At first, she was washing clothes for those stinky soldiers, and then at the age of nine, she was transferred to the fleet of the West Woods Expeditionary Force.
At that time, it would take almost seven years for the Imperial expeditionary force to reach the West Woods. The vast universe, the unknown dangers, and the monotonous long years on the ship could easily drive people crazy. The low-level soldiers who did not have much education could barely hold on with the iron of discipline and the brainwashing of the royal disciplinary group, but the nobles and even the royal officers who led the expeditionary force seriously lacked such self-discipline and other methods of discipline.
Therefore, they needed alcohol, and they needed women even more. Therefore, before the expedition, they would deliberately bring very young female slaves, waiting for those young female slaves to gradually grow up in the long journey. The nobles liked this kind of taste.
Of course, this was a serious violation of military discipline. The royal family of the Empire even used the law of beheading as a severe warning. However, it still could not stop those noble officers from secretly bringing young female slaves onto the fleet. In the end, it even evolved into a practice of some very powerful nobles.
The woman from the Empire was such a young female slave. In the seven long years of the long journey, she turned from nine to sixteen, from a young girl to a bright young girl, and then unsurprisingly, became the sex toy of a certain general.
The Imperial expeditionary force arrived at Planet 5460 West Woods of the Federation. After a fierce battle, they occupied the northern hemisphere of the planet, and the girl was transferred to the ground.
Almost half of her short teenage life was spent in endless darkness and humiliation. The Empire girl suffered silently, praying that the creator would give her a relatively better future, that she could return safely to her hometown, and then marry a commoner who did not despise her. No, even if it was a lowly slave, as long as he did not beat her, it would be fine …
However, after eavesdropping on the general who despised her for being a piece of wood and wanted to throw her into a military brothel, the Empire girl felt the unbearable darkness for the first time. She stole a pair of anti-cold military boots, wrapped herself in three layers of blankets, and took a dozen pancakes to escape from the Empire camp, crossing the long primeval forest in the ice and snow, and fled to the south.
In such a cold and cruel environment, such a terrifying and gloomy road, the girl actually walked out of the primeval forest in such an incredible way and arrived at a place with human habitation.
At that time, among the Federal forces stationed at the frontline, there was a unit of the Seventh Mechanic Division from the Second Military Region. There was an officer in the Seventh Mechanic Division surnamed Du. He met the thin and weak girl who was about to die from the cold in the snow at the edge of the forest.
He knew that she was from the Empire, but he could not bear to hand her over to the intelligence agency because … because she was just a poor girl who was about to die.
So, Officer Du built a small treehouse for her in the forest and moved in a warm bedding. Every few days, when it was his turn to patrol at night, he would hide the rations that he had saved for several days and send them to the treehouse. Occasionally, when he had time, he would even make small talk with hand gestures.
Just like that, a low-level officer of the Federation and a low-level military brothel of the Empire fell in love with each other on the planet full of traces and smoke because love was simple in the first place.
Love was such a simple and beautiful thing.
The Empire girl, whose body was gradually recovering, felt happy for the first time in her life. She began to hum the songs of her hometown and wait for the arrival of the figure in the treehouse every day. She began to learn a few simple words in the Federation language. She began to pick up straight branches in the forest, then peeled off the bark and polished it with stones. She ate the mutton that the man caught, spun the wool of the mutton, and knitted a sweater for the man.
Officer Du was a man with a dull temperament. He only knew how to find the thickest branch he could carry so that the treehouse could be stronger. He only knew how to pick up the linoleum so that the woman would be warmer when she was waiting for him. He only knew how to steal a lot of old newspapers so that the woman could have something to do when she was bored. However, he forgot that she did not understand the language of the Federation.
Many times, he could not walk out of the military camp, so he kept writing in his diary with a pen. He wrote down the bits and pieces after he met her, recorded the gradual growth of the treehouse, and recorded the difficult process of making the sweater. Finally, he began to record the appearance of his first child growing in her arms. He kept the diary very well and locked it so that no one would know about it.
Ten months passed peacefully just like that. When the child was about to be born, the Empire girl had difficulty giving birth because of the pain and suffering she had suffered for many years. Looking at the woman moaning in pain in the treehouse with sweat all over her face, Officer Du did not hesitate at all. He gritted his teeth and ran to the military camp. He did not care that he would be severely punished by military discipline. He only cared that she had to live.
However, it was in that night full of blood and death that the final battle of the second Federation defensive battle broke out. Three Empire regiments violently attacked the defense line where the Seventh Division was stationed.
The Seventh Division's headquarters missed the opportunity, leading to a fatal flaw in the Federal military plan, and the Seventh Division itself was surrounded by three Empire regiments.
That battle was particularly tragic for the Seventh Division. There was no military doctor, no military discipline, and not even a superior. Officer Du could not find anything but corpses all over the mountains.
In the early hours of the morning, when he risked death to return to the treehouse, the child had already been born. She used her teeth to bite off the bloody umbilical cord. She placed the child in her naked arms, but she had closed her eyes forever, so the newborn cried sadly and powerlessly.
Not many people in the Seventh Division survived that battle, and Officer Du was one of them. He took the child back to the capital ring on a battleship and reported that the child was an orphan he found in the home of the pioneering immigrants in 5460. The child's parents were already dead.
Because of the need for publicity, the Seventh Division became the hero Iron Seventh Division, but Officer Du chose to retire with the child in his arms. Then, a few years later, he left the world with endless guilt and fear.
Mixed-bloods were often outstanding, and this was even more so for those of the Federation and the Empire. As the child grew up, he gradually revealed his own excellence. He entered the Capital University Affiliated High School, graduated first, and entered the Federation's First Military Academy.
He studied hard and lived seriously because he heard his father talk about that battle when he was young. He knew that the honor of the Iron Seventh Division was a shame that his father could never bear. He always thought that his father died of depression because of that tragic victory.
When he returned home in his first year of college, he accidentally saw the diary left by his father. He read it all night and was shocked by the words. After that, he cried and never cried again.
He finally knew that the shame in his father's wrinkles was not only because he was ashamed of his dead comrades, but also because he was ashamed of his mother who died in childbirth. He finally knew that his mother was a lowly military prostitute of the Empire.
Who would look down on their mother? He would not. Although he felt a little inferior after that, he was more proud of his mother who could cross the primeval forest in the wind and snow with a blanket and a pancake. That was his most amazing mother.
As a result, he studied harder and harder, and his performance became more and more outstanding. There was once a girl in school who secretly expressed that she liked him, and he also silently liked her. However, he never responded to her feelings until he saw her holding the hand of another equally outstanding man.
He did not respond because of that little bit of inferiority and that little bit of pride in his bones. More importantly, it was because he knew in his heart that his life was dedicated to the dangerous battlefield. It was very likely that he would die in the war between the Federation and the Empire.
He wanted to clear the name of his father who died of depression and let the Iron Seventh Division obtain true glory. He wanted to avenge his mother who had lived a miserable life. He wanted to lead the army into the Empire and destroy that evil world. He wanted to turn all the nobles of the Empire and that dog of an Emperor into dogs at his feet!
In order to accomplish this goal, he joined the Trinity Association and began to follow Pabre. He wanted to turn the Federation into a powerful military machine that could directly crush the Empire's enormous body. Therefore, he was cold and unapproachable. He was indifferent and no longer moved.
However, all of this ended at the hands of the Empire's prince who he should have hated the most, but found that he could not bring himself to hate him. Then, he suddenly realized that the world in his eyes was gradually changing. On the final battlefield of planet Mo Hua, for the first time, he noticed the Empire's little girls crying as they ran between the Empire's towns and cities.
His mother should have been such a Empire's little girl back then, right?
After the first failure, or rather the first time he voluntarily retreated, he chose to leave the battlefield and resigned from his position as the Federation's enemy commander-in-chief. He returned to his hometown of S3 and bought an ordinary villa in the mountains. He played a melodious violin on the terrace and missed the things that never belonged to him … his woman. He missed his father and his mother from the Empire.
He was Du Shaoqing.
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