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McKinley sat down beside the fat man.
Decades of military career have given this elegant middle-aged man the calm temperament of a lion and the demeanor of a standard soldier. With his hands on his knees and his back straight, he stared at the tactical computer screen with a pair of clean eyes. After a while, he slowly said: "You should understand his painstaking efforts."
Fatty followed McKinley's gaze to look at the tactical computer, and remained silent without speaking. Fingers danced back and forth on the virtual keyboard on the armrest of the seat unconsciously, but did not trigger any command keys.
A few minutes ago, Hastings was sitting here directing the battle. His skinny and old hands were beating on the virtual keyboard, though slowly, but calmly and calmly. Under his command, the nearly 100 A-class fleets fighting on the front line, whether it is supporting cover, outflanking, or frontal attack, interspersed with assault, can all be deployed freely.
But now, he was lying in the treatment cabin of the medical mecha, not knowing whether he was alive or dead.
Thinking back to Hastings' last question and his sudden stop of laughter, the fat man felt as if his heart was blocked by something.
How could he not understand Hastings' painstaking efforts?
When the old man's laughter stopped abruptly and he passed out, he stood on the command seat and watched Margaret hug Hastings, and watched the medical staff rush to tear his shirt Perform emergency treatment, and watch him being sent to the treatment cabin, soaked in the dark green liquid.
He had to use all his strength to control himself not to leave this seat!
The fat man knew the old man.
Although Hastings is known as the God of War of the Filian League. However, he is human after all, with the same advantages and disadvantages as most soldiers.
He is patriotic, protective, tough, and regards honor as his life.
As early as 30 years ago, he single-handedly sent the Feyan Republic to the throne of the first superpower, invincible and invincible. In terms of achievements, he has reached the pinnacle of a military career.
He could have stuck to his initial stand-by in this war. Let this terminally ill Democratic League go through the flames of war; let those soldiers who have been blunted by peace and nourished by victory rediscover themselves; let countless young officers leave his shadow and grow up in the wind and rain, and their country Reborn from the ashes together.
In that case, he would still be the undefeated military god.
His achievements will become an eternal legend, and his name will become the brightest and most dazzling star in the military history of mankind!
No one can accuse him of anything. No matter how harsh a historian is, it is impossible to ask an old man who is already terminally ill to do more and better than him.
That would be a perfect ending to life!
However, he gave up.
When people gradually understand his difficulties; when he has acquiesced to Li Fu's position; Regressive infamy, brazenly took action to dissolve the upper house of the Fi Union United Parliament. Regardless of his image, he collapsed in the minds of his admirers, attacked the radical group of Feiyan officers, expelled Li Fu, and led the allied fleet in the Fiyan League that was most likely to be used by Li Fu to the south amidst the public's scolding, and was in Feiyang. At the most critical moment, he refused to return to Trevorland.
The fat man knew that all this was because of himself.
When Hastings chose himself as his successor, he embarked on this path of being misunderstood, criticized and even cursed without hesitation. He deployed the twelfth generation of mechas to the bandit army, handed over the Phantom Fleet to himself, allocated seven trillion yuan, and did everything he could do for himself!
And the battle in front of him is the last wealth he left for himself.
From the moment the battle entered a stalemate, the fat man understood that the old man's body could not support such an intense battle at all. The match between him and Sober was a teaching lesson for himself from the very beginning. That's why he waited for him to come back before going to war!
He passed on his lifelong command experience to himself. And what he paid was the price he least wanted to pay¡ªfailure!
Thinking of this, Hastings' laughter seemed to ring out in Fatty's ears again. He fully understood how uncomfortable and relieved the old man was when he uttered the word "retreat", dooming the outcome of this confrontation.
He used his last undefeated reputation to complete this teaching class. And the students he taught, using the word "retreat", proved that his efforts were not in vain.
McKinley watched the fat man silently in profile. maybe?: "How do you"
"I have no intention of leaving the coalition," Fujii said lightly, "don't say that I'm still in the base camp, they can clean me up with a single order. Even if I'm in my own fleet, I never thought of leading the fleet at this time. The fleet breaks away from the coalition."
He looked around, his eyes finally fell on the honest and honest fat man's face, and he smiled coldly: "I just refuse to recognize the commanding authority of General Tian."
"Why?"
Everyone turned their heads when they heard the sound, only to see the fat man sticking his head out with curiosity on his face.
"Because you are not worthy to succeed Marshal Hastings to fight against Sober!" Goshi Fujii said with a frosty face, "In any case, I will not let the command of the Southeast Allied Forces fall to someone who, in order to preserve his strength, does not After firing a single shot, they fled in the face of the wind, causing the coalition forces to be in the hands of such passive villains!"
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