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On this day, the No. 72 Airport Pier is like the starry sky above everyone's heads, and the stars are shining brightly. Every star is shining, but no one can see how far these stars are from themselves with the naked eye. They don't know where they are and how they are connected with each other, and they don't know how they are in the infinite movement and change of the universe. Where will it go.
Francis was assassinated, and Hastings was seriously ill. At this moment, Feyon was playing a chess game that even a supercomputer could not figure out clearly.
The fat man was standing beside Hastings, dressed neatly, with a faint smile on his face, and firm and sharp eyes. The wretched fat man with a red face and a wavy face in the bar twenty minutes ago has disappeared. Now he is the soldier next to Hastings, facing everyone's scrutiny, with an occasional hint of arrogance at the corner of his mouth.
Fatty never liked playing chess. That kind of conspiracy that goes around is too difficult for him. He likes to do deduction, calculate what he needs to do to defeat his opponent cleanly, and likes to simplify a complicated thing, hit the nail on the head and make a clean break. Since I don't want to worry about this game of chess, the best way is to blow up the whole chess board!
Facing the eyes of several iron-faced soldiers, the fat man made no secret of his contempt.
According to the information provided by Hastings, the fat man is very familiar with these generals Fei Yang whose temperament is almost the same as that of Li Fu.
They are the most radical group of people in the army of the Feiyang Republic, and they are Li Fu's most loyal followers. They are aggressive, pompous, and aloof. No one believed it, only their battleships and mechs, and their group full of war madmen.
This country has been proud for too long.
The status of the first superpower in human society has given too much glory and power to the people of Fei Yang. Their fleets spread throughout the universe, and their officials can dictate to every country. They have always believed that they are the kings of this world, and the entire Fimen League should be under their leadership.
This is true of the people, and so is the high-level. Whether it is government officials or military generals, few are willing to let go of the powerful position of Fei Yang. Even among Hastings' followers, there are quite a few who share the same values. Li Fu's view that he only considers the interests of the Fiji League and only solves everything with war is very popular.
The following and admiration for Hastings is because this old guy was tougher and more radical than Li Fu thirty years ago. Fei Yang's warships are all over the universe, and every gun barrel is showing force and grabbing benefits.
When Hastings decided that Feuillon entered the war early, many Feuillon generals did not understand.
They are wondering, is the current Hastings still the military god who led them to conquer the entire universe?
They only consider the interests of the Feyan Republic and only believe in their own army. They are arrogant, conceited, cold-blooded, and arrogant. Whether it is the Lelei Federation or the Chakna Republic, the sacrifices and sacrifices of other people are taken for granted in their eyes.
Their consistent philosophy is to only respect respectable opponents. Only fear those who are stronger than them.
If you want to lead them, you must let them understand that you are stronger than them. The most direct way to get their heads up high is to pick up a big stick and beat them hard!
Convince them if you can't convince them!
It is far better for them to wake up from the strength of their allies than to bury the entire Fidan.
Thinking of being able to run wild in this arrogant country, revenge with revenge, headshot without revenge, with Hastings behind him, the fat man was so excited that he had to clamp his thighs tightly to hold back his urine.
From Fisichella, to Carolina, then to Salmon, then to Li Fu, Barbara Few of the grandchildren of Fei Yang left a good impression on him. Coupled with Bernadotte's injury, if he didn't seize this opportunity and make a good vote for Fei Yang, the fat man would feel sorry for himself.
His eyes shot back and forth on the iron rods of several Li Fu's legions. Which one is better for surgery?
"You are Tian Xingjian. You used to be a machine repair soldier?" A lieutenant general looked up and down the fat man with a playful smile on his lips.
He didn't use "you", and he didn't add the official title that is usually added when they meet for the first time, and he didn't say a greeting. rude.
The fat man also looked at him carefully. This guy's name is Sebastian Jensen, thirty-two years old, the commander of the 107th Ace Armored Division under Li Fu's command. In Fei Yang, who has more generals than Mao, he is not considered an outstanding and talented young man.??
When the wheelchair passed by Jensen, the old man said indifferently: "Lieutenant General Jensen, remember to say hello to the guests next time you see them. I don't want the Feiyan soldier to be accused of being immature."
There was a dead silence on the pier. Hastings' words were soft, but powerful.
Jensen's face turned blue and white, angry and aggrieved at the same time. Although he had indeed been instructed to make the fat man feel the pressure as soon as he arrived here, and let him understand that Fei Yang was not a place for him to intervene, but in fact, he didn't say anything yet!
Jensen was about to argue, but was gently pulled by Pires beside him, and he could only turn his head angrily.
"After the presidential election, I'm going to hold a banquet. Since everyone is here today, I don't need to notify everyone," Hastings said as he walked towards the port hall surrounded by the crowd, while talking to Gambier next to him. Said: "At that time, I have something very important to announce about the Allied forces and the military department. Before that, I will talk to all parties"
Hastings' words lingered in his ears. Pires and the others stood in place, looking thoughtfully at the fat man who was led by a Hastings assistant officer to another dedicated passage on the left side of the hall.
Does this start a war, doesn't even need a real, even a verbal conflict?
It feels like two fighting dogs who have been teased intolerable, just opened the iron cage in the middle, and bit each other.
So intense
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