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In the office, there was a silence.
Fatty's words were as loud as steel, resounding across the floor.
However, it is clear that Fang Xiang and Margaret heard nothing.
The two women stared blankly at the little kid with a cigar in his mouth who was hugging the fat man's head like a koala.
Those shocked eyes seemed to see the end of the world.
The men looked at each other and shrugged. A woman's motherhood is indeed the weirdest and most elusive thing in this world. Even the two stunningly beautiful beauties in front of me are no exception. Looking at them now, they looked like two little hens ready to rush up to protect their cubs at any time.
Indeed, at this moment Fang Xiang really wanted to go up and tear the little guy off, and then scold the fat man severely. She had never seen such absurd father and son. The son smokes, and the father actually takes it for granted. However, when the little boy turned his head to look at her and silently spat out a word from his lips, her irresistible thought disappeared without a trace in an instant.
"mom!"
The little bastard smiled innocently.
Although Fang Xiang was sure, only she saw this silent word. However, a sense of shame still rolled out of his body. The appearance of the fat man calling his sister shyly on weekdays came to mind again. The heart that had been as still as water for twenty-nine years suddenly felt a ripple. The ripples continued to spread, gradually rippling, turning the blood red, rippling to her ears.
This little bastardthen there is that big bastard!
Fang Xiang was ashamed and annoyed, stomped her foot lightly and turned her head, not looking at this pair of bastard father and son who like to misidentify their relatives.
What about men, what kind of men are you even if you don't save your own women? The voice full of male hormones was tumbling in Fang Xiang's heart. In this war-torn world, she was in a state of confusion for a moment.
At the same time, Margaret also dismissed the idea of ??forceful intervention.
The fat man is that little bastard's father, he doesn't care, why should he teach that child a lesson Besides, if that little bastard calls him "Mom" like Fang Xiang. God, don't live.
"You meanyoursis also on Canglangxing?" Margaret forced herself to look away from the little boy, and when she spoke, she realized that her voice was very dry : "So, you have to go?"
Fatty's lips trembled, and he nodded vigorously.
Margaret looked at Fang Xiang, but found that the usually mature and capable Major General Salega looked like a little woman at this moment, looking at the fat man and the little boy gently and tangled, as if she didn't notice her problem at all. talk.
"If" Margaret sighed, pointing to the electronic folder thrown to the fat man, and said: "If the supreme commander of the coalition forces, Marshal Hastings, personally orders you to give up this dangerous rescue What's the plan?"
"Marshal Hastings?"
Margaret's words made all the officers present gasp. Russell, who was sitting on the sofa, sighed softly and shook his head. The little kid riding on the fat man's neck puffed out a puff of smoke from his nose, with a disapproving expression on his face.
Margaret suddenly felt a thump in her heart.
"You are the ones who asked me to save, and you are the ones who asked me not to." Sure enough, the fat man sneered and said, "Marshal Hastings can't control this matter. It's my own business."
He looked at Margaret, and said lightly: "I don't care if I disobey the military order because of this. Anyway, it's not the first time."
Margaret felt a little wronged and angry. If she had known that the fat man agreed to the mission was for his woman, not the so-called rescue of Marshal Li Cunxin that he and Bernadotte said so righteously, she wouldn't be thankless to ask grandpa.
The dog bit Lu Dongbin! Margaret muttered in her heart, but for the first time, she didn't have the thought of arguing with the fat man.
She was silent, with complicated emotions.
She is a soldier, but also a woman.
After a while, she asked in a weak tone that even she couldn't believe: "When are you going to leave?"
Sober sat on the crescent-shaped recliner, looked at the starry sky outside the window of the [Scorpio] fortress, and silently recited the name in his heart. On the coffee table in his hand, there is an electronic folder with blue fluorescent light and a cup of coffee that has been cooled" Claudia brushed a few strands of blond hair around Margaret's ears: "I can see it. "
"Lelei people, I am surprised. They seem to have too many things that are different from us." Margaret whispered: "I admit, he shocked me enough. I even want to use marriage, Bind him to Feyon's ship. But"
Looking at the shocked eyes of Douglas and Claudia, Margaret's face was still calm, as if she was talking about something that had nothing to do with her: "I failed! "
Failed. Douglas and Claudia looked at each other.
"Coercion and temptation" Margaret raised the wine glass, stared at the golden liquid mixed in the ice cubes, and said in confusion: "It doesn't seem to have any effect on him. He is obviously not a helpless person." A person who wants nothing, but I can't catch his weakness."
"He has no weakness?" Claudia tightened her hand on Margaret's arm in surprise, and looked back at Douglas.
Douglas mused.
Margaret shook her head and said: "Speaking of which, this man is full of weaknesses. I have never seen a guy as greedy, lustful, vain, timid, and unmannered as him. However, despite his shortcomings, he is Can resist threats and temptations, I really don't know what is in this guy's mind that makes him so persistent."
"You only want to attack his weakness" Douglas lit a cigarette slowly, shook his head and said, "Perhaps, this is the biggest mistake you made."
Seeing Margaret looking up at himself, Douglas said in a deep voice: "Although I haven't fought side by side with him for a long time, I know that I prefer to be friends with him. Because he can always be his friend. Friends do many miracles. I've done it twice, and I'm looking forward to the third. So, you shouldn't try to conquer, or seduce him."
Two dilapidated armed merchant ships approached the mothership. The hull of the ship obscured the entire starry sky outside the balcony's floor-to-ceiling windows. From here, you can clearly see the mottled rust on the hull of the merchant ship, as well as the bandit soldiers in the portholes and the furnishings in the cabin.
Margaret looked at Douglas quietly, and suddenly laughed.
She hugged Claudia gently, then reached out to hug Douglas, and said with a smile, "I should go."
"I have asked my grandfather to put the 19th fleet under the command of the bandit army and unify the authority. When I come back," the girl showed a confident and beautiful smile on her face: "General Douglas, I hope that my efforts will not In vain."
After making a relaxed grimace, the girl turned and left, with the last sentence, Yoyo said: "If I can't conquer him, then I will try to blend in with him. He can't run out of my palm!"
Behind him, Douglas and Claudia looked at each other and smiled.
There is no victory without sacrifice.
This famous quote by Hastings is the motto of all Feuillon soldiers. However, how many people really understand the meaning of sacrifice? That is not simple cooperation, it is not tolerance, and it is not cruel commanding soldiers to rush to the enemy's muzzle. That is a word with infinitely broad meanings, a spiritual force.
Sacrificing one's life is noble, but sacrificing one's deep-rooted ideas and immediate interests is even more difficult.
Douglas looked at Margaret's lithe back, and he knew that his worries were unnecessary. This clever girl has chewed out the true taste of the word "sacrifice"
The second part is over. The third part, which is also the last part of this book, will enter into the magnificent defense of Chakna
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