At the location of the Chinese Asian Front Army Council, the patter of footsteps suddenly sounded throughout the corridors, "Frontline battle report..."
"How is it?!" Someone turned around and asked from everywhere.
"The traction field has been destroyed." The soldier responsible for reporting looked excited and his voice was trembling.
"Okay!" Amid cheers and laughter scattered everywhere, Chen Buxu clenched his fists.
At this moment, even this calm old man's steps back to the conference room became a little hurried unconsciously.
However, they didn't know that there was actually a greater joy waiting for them on the top of the snow peak. At the same time, there are stories about someone, no, many people, waiting for them to hear.
How much does Weilan desire energy spacecraft technology? In other words, how persistent are you in researching and trying to use source energy machinery? !
That is the seemingly futile persistence of generations of scientific elites in the absence of breakthroughs in the past hundred years.
This is the belief that even if no source energy spacecraft has ever launched into the sky, countries will still have "young eagles" as a reserve force for air combat.
It is the desire to fight against the stars and the dream above the dome.
It is for the sake of a little bit of potentially useful technology that many people in Super Blue are willing to endure the threat of a small "voyage".
The person sent by the alliance to question Chen Buxing is still sitting in the conference room.
Regarding the failure of the technology exchange incident, the old man said something. No matter who he said, he said the same thing: We will use a knife to get things that can be obtained with a knife.
His soldiers, as well as Azure's warriors with swords, are doing it for him.
Implement this sentence loudly and resoundingly for him, like a knife cutting through iron.
This sentence will fall in front of the "yuan voyage" who does not know whether to live or die, and will also fall in front of all compromising tendencies.
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Xilangfeng battlefield, peak main ship area.
The battle suddenly subsided, and there was no more dazzling light in the sky. The big ones were self-destructing... Han Qingyu and Wu Shi were still standing in the traction field like an unextinguished bonfire.
It's a pity that a blue light aircraft ran away and escaped with the little red shoulder. Liu Yiwu and other commanders discussed on the spot, put away their regrets, and focused all their energy on the main ship.
Every inch of iron on this may bring about a blue leap of progress, and may bring about the hope of human victory.
As the order was issued, everyone present except Han Qingyu, Wu Shi and Xi Mei retreated outside the ship. Except for one side of the cliff, there are layers of defenses on three sides, firmly guarding the Dajian main ship.
"Look...see...watch", Liu Yiwu said roughly all the words he knew that could express similar meanings, pointed his finger at his eyes, and said loudly to almost all the blood-stained soldiers in front of him, "Watch the prisoner Come on, you bastards! Do you know how important this thing is?"
"With it, in the future, we will go to the sky to fight... to fight on the moon, to fight on the stars... our house will not be broken down, and our parents, wives and children will not be frightened or injured by the big sharp point." …”
"Always Ready." The foreign warriors responded with a smile.
"Don't worry, Commander Liu (boss)."
"But I still lack a wife and children, what should I do? Can the army help me solve it?"
Hua Xiya's warriors, big and small, were joking with Liu Yiwu, but Liu Yiwu didn't care.
Everyone was immersed in the joy of survival and victory. The foreign faces lit cigarettes and gestured to each other, recalling the battle just now.
It is in such an atmosphere and situation.
Suddenly, "Boom!"
The sound of boulders falling off the cliff came.
On the side of the big-pointed main ship leaning against the cliff, a blue-tinted big tip rolled up.
Considering that the blue-light aircraft in the sky is still hovering and not far away... people don't know if this is Red Shoulder commanding, or if this pan-blue aircraft is the back-up it deliberately left behind, otherwise how could it be hidden like that? A location? !
However, at least one thing is now clear. The target of this Panlan is not people, but the main ship.
The moment the big blue tip rolled up from the cliff, it had already volleyed towards the main ship, wielding the pillar sword to stab somewhere on the ship... It seemed to have a way to destroy the main ship.
"Wow!"
It's too late, no one can.
The distance was too close, and all the people who lined up according to the order were unable to stop it at this moment.
Liu Yiwu's heart sank, and everyone's heart sank. Will the main ship be destroyed? ...The joy that was so great just now was suddenly extinguished.
In exclamation.
A rough voice burst out, "Fuck your mother, ha."
A figure jumped out from the air, yelling and laughing in the air.
White eraser, Liang Ge, lunatic, unobstructed... Even captain Wei Jiang sometimes feels helpless and depressed towards him. This guy, just because he didn't want to stand guard and didn't want to see Han Qingyu come out later and be thanked by everyone, he secretly hid behind the main ship to smoke while clinging to the edge of a thousand-meter-high cliff...
At this moment, the cigarette in his mouth fell out, and the sparks from the cigarette butt fell from the air and fell to the bottom of the cliff.
"boom!"
Liang Ge's figure lunged forward with a slash, and the moment the big blue pointed sword stabbed the ship's hull, he collided head-on with it.
The pillar sword penetrated directly through his abdomen.
"Ha!" With a ferocious look on his face, Liang Ge turned sideways in the air and pushed his big tip away from the cliff.
At the same time, he swung the knife and slashed hard, hitting the big blue-pointed head. "Crack!" The cut was not deep.
With his strength, it stands to reason that he cannot stop the blue-tinted big point.
But he didn't think about winning at all this time. He just thought about throwing the big tip down, "I'm so stupid..."
As soon as he finished speaking, he and the blue-sharp figure were already falling towards the cliff.
A man stood out from the charging crowd. Wei Jiang leaped forward, almost risking falling off the cliff together, and he flew over, stretched out his hand, and grabbed Liang Ge's shoulder collar.
That's his team member, the guy with the white eraser.
"Liang Ge!"
Everyone stood still and looked at this scene:
Wei Jiang was lying on the edge of the cliff, holding Liang Ge's shoulder collar tightly with one hand.
Liang Ge was hanging in the air, and the huge pillar sword on his abdomen slowly slid out, followed by the big blue tip below, and fell towards the cliff.
Blood gushed out like spring water. Liang Ge raised his head and looked up with some difficulty.
"Boss." With his mouth full of blood, this madman with a sinister face laughed, his white teeth stained with blood.
"...Yeah." Wei Jiang nodded.
"What we threw away in vain..." It became a little difficult to speak. Liang Ge insisted: "Did you pick up all the face I lost this time?"
"Yes, I picked them all up. It's a big honor for us." Wei Jiang's eyes were red and he kept nodding vigorously.
"Well, then I, pfft... am I the one who erases the white boards the most?"
"Yes, always." Wei Jiang tried to pull him up.
But Liang Ge shook his head, he couldn't bear such pulling.
"I'll just bury it here, boss. The most beautiful place in my life is right here."
Liang Ge smiled proudly and turned to look. In his blurred vision, the entire mountain was saluting him.
"Hon, medal, remember to put it in the team's showroom and write my name on it. So that the bastards who come in the future will know that Bai Bai once had a man named Liang Ge, who was very fierce." He continued to say.
"Um."
"Give me a cigarette, boss, I'm a little confused."
"Okay." Wei Jiang stretched out his other hand, took the lit cigarette from the white eraser behind him, and handed it to Liang Ge.
Liang Ge opened his mouth and bit it, taking a puff with all his strength. The cigarette butt went out...his head slowly hung down.
"That's right." With his last breath, Liang Ge said angrily, "I'm not sick of him yet. Boss, please remember to help me tell that boy what I did... I can't beat him." , but I just don’t accept it.”
August 28, 1991, 1:24.
Liang Ge, a member of the Ninth Army and Lieutenant Bai Bancha of the Azur Front Army of the Azure Hua Department, was the only one to witness his death on the Xilangfeng battlefield.
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