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Hastings is back!
This news was quickly passed on among Fei Yang's senior management.
? People who were constantly appearing on the TV news a few days ago began to keep a low profile. The person who used to walk with high spirits and walked with the sound of the wind began to become cautious. At the banquet, the whispering crowd lowered their voices as much as possible and exchanged glances from time to time. In government or military meetings, there is more silence and caution.
Government officials, military generals, business owners, chaebol chairmenall suppressed their demons that were about to move, and observed the direction of the wind honestly.
They know that no matter which side they are on, it is not a good idea to jump out at this time.
The channel from Chakna to the Feyan Republic is not a war zone. Therefore, Hastings chose a fair and aboveboard route, aboard the spaceship President Chuckner, and under the escort of an entire A-class fleet, headed for Fei Yang.
Not to mention what kind of power is needed to attack an A-class fleet, just saying that Hastings exposed his itinerary to the public has already eliminated most people's dark thoughts.
That is the military god who has ruled the country for thirty years. In the entire Feiyang, there are tens of millions of soldiers, who are his supporters, admirers and followers.
It is conceivable that when the God of War, who was once questioned, returns in the context of the Resk victory, how many Feyan patrol warships will automatically join the escort fleet in the military area along the way.
No one can play tricks in such a situation. Those who hated Hastings could only watch helplessly as the king approached Heidfeld step by step. All the quarrels and hustle and bustle disappeared without a trace at this moment.
In the Punk District of Heidfield City, there is a virgin forest with a length and width of more than three kilometers. Although it has come to the end of winter, there are still patches of snow scattered on the black ground and dead branches and leaves in the forest.
Go west from Alclake Street, turn into a small road 500 meters away from the south gate of ABC Central Park, and you will arrive at a luxurious private club in the forest.
The clubhouse is not open to the public. Ordinary people will be stopped by security personnel in black uniforms when they are 500 meters away from the clubhouse. In addition to these security personnel all over the intersections and forests, from time to time you can see some policemen standing with the security personnel chatting and smoking, and even soldiers driving mechas.
The lives of ordinary people are too far away from this clubhouse. That is not a distance of 500 meters, but a barrier of status and wealth.
No one knew who the people were going in and out of the clubhouse, and no one knew what was in the clubhouse. At best, people can only see luxury cars driving into the small road from time to time on the street.
Bulletproof car windows are always closed. That is a world they cannot touch.
In the luxurious club suite, smoke filled the air. Wearing handmade clothing tailored by famous teachers, holding the most expensive wine and smoking the most fragrant cigars, the dignitaries, sitting or standing in twos and threes, talking in a low voice.
The decoration of the room is extremely luxurious. Handmade wool rug, thick and soft. The large and comfortable high-back sofa exudes the luster of leather under the crystal lamp. The walls are wrapped in sound-absorbing and fire-resistant materials, so even if you hit them head-on, you won't be hurt. Even the doors, window sills and decorative moldings of the room are made of the most expensive Knavel sandalwood.
However, these things were already taken for granted by those present. Including the tens of millions of antiques on the Bogu shelf, the people in the conversation didn't take a second look.
Everyone's faces are not very good-looking, anxious, worried, and gloomy They speak fast, seem a little excited, and even a little out of breath.
When the door was pushed open and a series of crisp high-heeled shoes sounded from outside the corridor, everyone in the room turned their attention to the door.
Two identical twin young female officers, wearing the uniforms of Feyon officers, appeared at the door. Immediately, Barbara, who was wearing a white embroidered dress and a cloak, walked into the room.
When Barbara took off the cloak with the help of the twin sisters, revealing the long embroidered skirt that wrapped her body tightly, the sound of swallowing saliva sounded in the room almost at the same time. The eyes of the men became hot.
Barbara's beauty is a kind of enchanting beauty. There is no other woman who can perfectly blend maturity, nobility and sexiness like her.
Her skin is smooth and fair, her breasts and buttocks are round and soft. The body presents a soft s-shape that is visually unobtrusive. People can't help but want to touch, caress, and flirt with her at a glance.
She can always seduce men, is quite an old gentleman with strict self-cultivation.
Everyone looked out the window in surprise. In the distance, several black dots are getting closer.
A man in his fifties was dragged to a forest glade less than 20 meters away from the window by two men in black, one on the left and one on the right. The man who was held hostage was covered in blood and bruised. Behind the three of them was a dark-haired young man with a sullen face. He held a gun and kept a distance of five meters from the person in front of him.
After grabbing the hair of the man who had been limp into mud, so that everyone could see clearly the only absentee today. The brown-haired young man didn't say anything, and didn't pause at all. He raised his hand and shot the man's head.
When the blood was sprayed on the snow in the forest, Friedrich, who didn't even look back, just walked to the sofa.
He picked up the document with Huth's name on it from the coffee table and pressed the delete key. Then, he nodded politely to the people present, and walked out of the room slowly.
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"Fatty." Margaret pushed open the door, walked up to Fatty who was chatting with Butt on the computer, and placed a document in front of him.
"What is this?" The fat man raised his head.
"The latest information from Feillant's army," Margaret opened the folder, called up the content, and handed it to the fat man, "In the early hours of this morning, Li Fu suddenly launched a new round of offensive, breaking through the Duke of Bentley's galaxy. Jumping point, six A-class fleets of the Naga Federation and a wolf-class fleet of the Binart Empire have been wiped out so far."
"Impossible!" The fat man and the kid on the computer screen yelled almost at the same time. The two fat guys, one big and one small, jumped up like a spring on their buttocks!
Margaret was taken aback. She did not expect that this news would attract such a big reaction from the fat man and the brat.
On the human interstellar plane, the Duke of Bentley galaxy is a small galaxy located outside a public galaxy in the southwest of the Catalan galaxy, with only one immigrant star and two exhausted resource planets.
The predecessor of the Naga Federation was the Naga Empire. This is why a democratic federation has an extremely close relationship with West Yorkshire in terms of history and national sentiment.
And thousands of years ago, Emperor William V of the Naga Empire ordered this galaxy to be bestowed on Duke Bentley, the most outstanding military strategist at that time, as his family fiefdom. The name of this galaxy was also changed from the second galaxy of the Alpha Corridor to the Duke of Bentley system. This somewhat awkward name has been used to this day.
From a strategic point of view, the Duke of Bentley galaxy is obviously inferior to another galaxy adjacent to Catalonia - Salamanca.
You know, after Salamanca, it is the capital of the Naga Federation, the Cadiz star field. For the Naga Federation, losing Salamanca is tantamount to putting its chest directly on the tip of a knife. And the Duke of Bentley system is just one link of an interstellar corridor. Although the position is important, it is only able to threaten the flank of the Naga Federation, allowing the attacker to have more route choices.
Therefore, judging from the battle reports in the Ryan theater, Li Fu and Xiyo are vying for control of the jump point between Salamanca and Catalonia. The main forces of both sides are almost contained in this area.
It was indeed beyond Margaret's expectation that Li Fu was able to suddenly take down the Duke of Bentley galaxy this time. However, she didn't understand why the fat man and the brat would jump up at the same time, yelling that it was impossible.
Soldiers are impermanent, water is impermanent, and in war, any possibility cannot be ruled out!
Moreover, it can also be seen from the documents of the military department that Li Fu's military strength is enough to support him to move to the Duke of Bentley while sticking to the jump point adjacent to Salamanca.
"Has your grandfather read the battle report?" Fatty couldn't figure it out, and asked, "Did he say anything?"
"I've seen it," Margaret shook her head puzzledly: "He didn't"
Margaret's voice suddenly froze. She looked at the strange and confused faces of the fat man and the little kid on the screen, and a picture that she had never seen before suddenly flashed in her mind.
She remembered that when the confidential secretary handed the document to the grandfather, the old man's eyes were also a little dazed.
It was a look she had not seen in Hastings' eyes for twenty years
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