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- Chapter 99 Hero
The setting sun has completely submerged into the distant horizon of the city, and the sky is darkening quickly.
The electronic lights turn on automatically, and the iron rosewood desk and brown leather sofa exude a delicate luster under the soft light. The thick cashmere carpet underfoot is soft in texture and solemn in color, making the study peaceful and quiet.
The reporter was in a daze for a moment.
When he asked the question about Li Fu's death, he did not expect to get a positive answer.
¡°In the eyes of himself and many historians, this legend is more like many anecdotes handed down in human history, just some boring humane hearsay and false rumors.
When I asked this question casually, most of them were curious, and some wanted to finalize this absurd but widely circulated rumor.
However, he never dreamed that this would actually be true.
It is difficult for people to figure out how a person can be angered to death.
He is not Li Fu, he does not have the paranoia and madness of the Nademik dynasty survivor, nor does he look at the faintly smiling Hastings on the blazing battleship and despair in the explosion.
Since William III announced his surrender, the war has actually ended. The subsequent battle has no influence on the overall situation at all. It is just the stubborn resistance of some small Western countries.
From the outbreak of the Battle of Ludreit on March 28 to the capture of William III on April 8, there were ten days in total. During these ten days, the entire war situation was like a rolling train that went from heaven to earth. Ten days ago, Xiyue was aggressive and had the momentum to dominate the world. Ten days later, the Fei League successively annihilated the two main forces in the West, one in the south and one in the north, and captured Sobol and William III, establishing victory.
Later generations will call those dazzling ten days the Ten Days of Victory.
The capture of William III and the death of Li Fo were the last notes of the "Ten Days of Victory", the final movement of that war.
History is always fascinating. The drama of the truth that people unearth afterwards far exceeds even the most absurd and imaginative novels in dramas, movies, and novels.
Originally, the reporter thought that the heavy note was the fire and explosion of Li Fo's flagship, but he did not expect that the note was so strange and low, like a long sigh.
¡°Without sacrifice, there is no victory.¡±
When Lever and the officers of his group regarded Hastings's famous saying as a guideline and let countless passionate and impulsive soldiers follow them on the road of no return of militarism, no one thought that this sentence would become their The final portrait! However, this time, Li Fu became the victim of seducing William III. The victory belongs solely to Hastings and Tian Xingjian.
For a time, everything that happened in that era and all the characters emerged in the reporter's mind one by one.
Hastings, Tian Xingjian, Sober, Lever, Hamilton, Russell, McKinley, Flavio, William III, Nicholas V
They may be wise and quiet, cunning, resourceful, talented, ambitious, loyal and fearless, or perseverant. Everyone's face is so clear and vivid.
It was a war-torn era. An era that belongs to them.
No matter what their goals were, no matter whether they represented justice or not, they all left their voices, their footprints, their ideals, their blood, and their joys, sorrows, and joys in that era.
Each of them is a note of that era. Their lives were completely burned for that era.
With Li Fo¡¯s dramatic death, that vast era has been condensed into a stage play with changing lights, gorgeous scenery, and ups and downs of plot, and it has come to an end.
All the grudges and hatreds, and the smoke of gunfire all over the sky, turned into that long sigh. Fading away.
The reporter sighed with emotion and closed the notebook.
"Would you like another cup of coffee?" Macchia picked up the coffee pot and refilled the cup for the reporter.
¡°I¡¯ve already drunk a lot. If I drink any more, I¡¯m afraid I won¡¯t be able to sleep tonight.¡± The reporter said with a smile. But I thought to myself, if I really couldn't sleep at night, maybe it wouldn't be because of the coffee. How lucky I am today to have the opportunity to listen to Marshal Macchia, who personally experienced that war, talk about the past, and to be so close to history.
"Last question." The reporter took the coffee and looked at Macchia with bright eyes.
"Oh?" The old man smoked his pipe and said with a smile: "You have a lot of questions. Are you going to let me shake them all off at once?"
"Of course!" the reporter smiled and said: "This is the only personal interview you have accepted in so many years. If I don't seize this opportunity, I'm afraid I will be greeted by someone who is waiting for me in the office as soon as I walk out of this door. Fired by the boss.¡±
"This is a big deal," the old man smiled and said seriously: "Ask me and tell me everything you know."
"The last question actually only has two words" The reporter looked directly into the old man's eyes and said nervously: "Earth!"
Macchia smoked his pipe and was silent.
March 28, 2064.
The starry sky has returned to calm.
Everyone stared at the West York flagship with bated breath, which was covered with bandit mechas.
Around the flagship, there are hundreds of scarred Western warships scattered here and there. Some battleships had their hatches broken open, some had their tail thrusters destroyed, and some had their hulls completely damaged, with half of their bridges torn off.
In the void, the remains of the Western Judges are floating everywhere. Two or three hours ago, these Western super mechas were arrogant, but now, they were in a desolate shape. In addition to more than two thousand mechas being destroyed, the remaining Arbitrators have also been watched eagerly by the bandit mecha warriors. They have released the mechas from combat status, shut down their engines, and raised their hands to surrender.
To be honest, from the time when the bandit army¡¯s twenty [Doomsday] ships appeared behind Sobol¡¯s central command cluster, there was no suspense in the battle.
If tens of thousands of fighter planes and more than 10,000 [Rampage] were placed far away from the fleet, they might just be a living target for the bombardment of the Sober fleet, and they would not even be able to hurt the command group. However, when the fighter planes roared into the West York fleet first, and the mechas followed closely and boarded the hulls of the West York warships, the entire battle turned out to be a one-sided massacre.
All the West York warships that resisted were mercilessly destroyed by the bandits. The arbiter of an entire armored division tried his best, but tens of thousands of fighter planes and more than three armored divisions of the twelfth generation of bandits were "rampant". opponent.
On the observation boat, the cheers had gradually stopped.
Harriman turned his head. Behind him, the arrogant Xiyue people were all lost and pale. The middle-aged reporter who got punched by him looked dull and muttered something. And the female reporter no longer had the arrogance she had before. The blood on his face faded completely, and two lines of tears rolled down his white lips.
Harriman turned around and looked at each other with Berg and Ren Shang. The three passionate young people laughed, slapped each other hard, and hugged each other tightly!
A shuttle flew out of the West York flagship, passed through the still burning battleships, the wreckage scattered in the starry sky, the flying bandit fighter groups and countless devilish [Rampage] mecha groups, and entered the [Hamilton].
When Sobol, escorted by two bandit officers and four heavily armed bandit soldiers, walked through the passage and walked into the room, the first thing he saw was Hess lying quietly on the hospital bed. Tingsi and Tian Xingjian sitting on the bedside.
"How many times have we met?" Looking at Sobol standing quietly at the door, Hastings did not ridicule the defeated general who was neatly dressed and still raised his chin slightly. He smiled faintly and signaled with his eyes: "Please sit down."
Sobol stared at Hastings, then looked at the fat man carefully, then walked to the chair next to the hospital bed and sat down.
"What are you looking at? Not convinced?" The graceless fat man rolled his eyes and groaned in his heart. Only Hastings has such good graces to invite this life and death enemy to ask questions. If it were him, he would have been served with a fucking mace!
"You won." Sobol sat down and said calmly, "Do you have anything to say to me? Or is it just the winner's humiliation of the loser?"
Hastings laughed. He nodded unceremoniously and said: "From our personal grudge, I did win. Thirty years ago, I defeated your father, and now, I have the last laugh in the battle with you. I don't want to Hypocritically saying I don¡¯t care, or saying something polite like regret. For me, as long as I can defend my country, I should be happy. It¡¯s not about grace.¡±
As he spoke, the old man seemed a little tired and paused for a moment before continuing: "However, the war is over for you and me. Your military talent is far better than mine. If you can keep your composure, maybe this war will be over." The war will have another ending. I can win, not because my military attainments are better than yours. But because I know that your desire for revenge is too strong and you need an outlet."
Ventilation outletSobol chewed these three words in silence for a long time, and then said slowly: "A very wonderful psychological tactic."
 "Since the outbreak of the war, you have been standing by and watching, letting me have no hope of confronting you. In that invisible psychological battle, I can only wait calmly. Because I know that facing an opponent like you, If there is even a slight gap in my psychology, I will suffer a disastrous defeat. Therefore, at that time, it will be the time for me to win the victory across the board."
"Then, you used the southeastern star field as the battlefield and issued a challenge. That was my last chance. I would seize it no matter what. At least before the battle in the Double Star Corridor, I still maintained my peak condition and was not affected by it. A little external influence, so be careful.¡±
"But I didn't expect that the Battle of Twin Stars would end in that way. The wish seemed to be fulfilled, but there was no hearty feeling. There was only fatigue and emptiness. My energy had disappeared. The sudden fulfillment of my wish made me feel sad. I suddenly lost my purpose and thirty years of careful self-discipline.¡±
Sobol spoke slowly, thinking as he spoke. This kind of narration, which was almost like jumping out of the body to observe himself, made him suddenly connect everything before and after, and he suddenly realized it. He smiled bitterly and said: "And when I found out that I was being plotted against me unknowingly, I let my anger blind my reason. Looking back now, at that moment, I seem to have returned to thirty years ago."
He looked up at the ceiling, his eyes dim as fire, and his voice was full of bitterness: "A teenage boy must always remind himself to remain rational and calm in the face of all humiliations. He must wrap himself in a mature Under the shell, he marched alone and arduously toward a goal that almost no one believed he could achieve Everything he experienced was not as exciting as the legend said."
"The seeds of failure were sown thirty years ago. The humiliation and anger that have been accumulated but suppressed for thirty years can no longer be stopped once a hole is opened." Sober said lowly. He looked at the pale Hastings and the fat man with a simple face, and slightly cracked a smile at the corner of his mouth: "I lost, and I am convinced. However, I will not feel humiliated. Because I am a person, and you are two!"
Hastings smiled slightly. The fat man drooped his eyelids. Somewhat resentful.
He knew that if he gave Sobol another chance, he might not be able to defeat this guy who could dissect himself.
"None of this is important anymore." Hastings said, "General Sobol, of course I don't invite you here to humiliate you. I just have a question that I need to ask you."
"Excuse me." Sobol said calmly.
"Before asking this question, I would like to ask first, doesn't the general find it strange?" Hastings said with a smile: "Why are there only countless empty cities left in the capital star of Lere?"
Sobol¡¯s eyes narrowed slightly.
Hastings said slowly. "The reason is simple, because the people of the capital star have moved to the immigrant star in the new space."
"New space" Sobol's pupils suddenly shrank, looking at the old man and the fat man in disbelief, "You"
"Yes! We have discovered the new space jumping technology and it has been implemented." Fatty pointed at his nose: "I am the first person to complete the new space jumping technology."
As soon as these words came out, even Sobol's calmness could no longer remain calm.
Facing Sobol's shocked gaze, Hastings nodded and said, "The general is invited here because we have a problem that has been bothering us for a long time"
The castle is isolated and quiet.
The little girl lowered her head, looking at the kid with his head on her lap, and rambled on about the experiences he and the fat man had gone through since they left Mozic's spaceship.
She stretched out her white fingers and gently brushed the little kid's curly hair.
At this moment, she no longer looks like an eight or nine-year-old girl, but a shy girl with a ponytail and a white skirt.
And the little kid lying on her lap is no longer a three or four-year-old boy, but a young man with curly hair and a smirk on his face.
The girl looked at the young man. Listen to him talk enthusiastically. The joy of youth can be felt in every cell in her body. It seemed that the young man's life had been completely integrated with hers.
The girl no longer remembers what happened before. The memory seemed to only stay at the moment when the guy in front of her sneaked up and kissed her on the lips.
Then, the whole world changed. When she woke up from that heaven-like world and opened her eyes again, she knew that her life had entered a new stage.
Is this life? Why do I feel that An Ma, Baozi and that one in the young man's mouth?The fat man he was spitting with was completely different from what he had known before?
"Baby, my name is Adam, and your name is Eve, okay?"
"No." The girl responded softly.
"In this case, that guy should be God. When the fat man comes, we will go back to Earth to meet him."
"No."
"Do you still want to hear a story? Let me tell you the story of the last time I killed everyone in [War in the Sky]."
"No."
"That day, I used Fatty's account"
"Adam"
"Um?"
"Iwant to watch a movie."
A Fei Alliance fleet entered the Milky Way.
When the spacecraft approaches the solar system and sees the earth. Everyone couldn't help but walk to the porthole. Staring at the blue planet wrapped in clouds and mist
"This is the earth, the birthplace of human civilization." Machia looked at the planet and said to Fujii Tsuyoshi beside him with emotion.
An Lei held Fatty¡¯s hand and rested her cheek gently on his arm. He tilted his head and looked at a little girl of eight or nine years old, being led obediently by a kid who looked only four years old. The corner of his mouth couldn't help but reveal a smile.
The merchant cargo ships, mercenary fleets and sporadic pirates on the waterway all avoided this huge fleet.
Since the earth¡¯s resources were exhausted thousands of years ago, this place, like Mars, Allah, Odin and other planets, has become a place of exile. It is a paradise for pirates, smugglers and explorers.
Mars, Jesus, Allah and Odin are all later names, named after gods. The earth, among the five free shipping lanes, is called God¡¯s domain.
"God" The fat man couldn't help but feel a little dazed when he recalled the little kid's words.
Who would have thought that there really is a God on this planet that is almost forgotten by mankind.
The spaceship lands.
The convoy carrying Hastings, Sobol, Fatty and a group of other generals from the Fiji League, escorted by bandit mecha warriors, drove along the highway into a silent valley and stopped at a In front of an old building in an abandoned base.
The exterior wall of the yellow building is mottled and covered with ivy.
Walking through the door, taking the suspended elevator deep into the ground, a huge automatic door appears in front of you. The little girl opened the automatic door. It seemed that they had already known that everyone would come. As soon as Fatty and others walked into the door, a sigh sounded in everyone's ears.
"Four thousand years"
In the dimly lit hall, the lights turned on one by one, and a huge central computer and countless instruments appeared in front of everyone.
The sound came from the central computer and echoed in the hall, vicissitudes of life and heavy.
The fat man led the kid two steps forward, looked around, and finally landed on the huge central computer. I can't help but feel heavy.
The truth of the matter was already clear when he picked up the little kid and the little girl in the no-man's land. Of all the people, no one understands the causes and consequences of this better than him.
He knows that this is the science laboratory where Chen Xiuqi, the author of the voyage diary he spent when he met the kid, and the captain of the spaceship, was originally located!
This laboratory is not only the birthplace of the little girl, but also the little kid and the central computer with an artificial intelligence in front of her. It is also the starting point for human civilization to enter a new era. At the same time, it is also the truth behind all secrets.
No one knows that human civilization should have entered a new era thousands of years ago.
It¡¯s a pity that human civilization was almost destroyed by a tragedy!
History is always created by little people.
And among these little people, a Weibo company commander committed an unforgivable crime.
At that time, it was a dark period when the war broke out between the Immigration Alliance headed by the Vibo people and the Earth Federation. Chen Xiuqi's spaceship, with the little kid in tow, began a journey of free evolution. However, just when he was about to return, he was chased by the Vibo fleet. In the end, the spacecraft broke into a one-way jump point, went through many hardships, and finally crashed in Mozic.
Chen Xiuqi lived a lonely life. Hundreds of years later, humans discovered Moziqi, and the first recorded immigrants began to appear.
At that time, Chen Xiuqi did not know that after he and the spacecraft disappeared, his mentor, Professor Li, who installed countless messy things including porn movies for the little kid, did not stop researching artificial intelligence.
A year later, the founder of the IlluminatiOne of them, a professor with a pair of black-rimmed glasses, messy hair, and a slightly chubby figure, has started the natural evolution process of fourteen artificial intelligences at the same time.
These fourteen artificial intelligences are designed according to the first batch of seven artificial intelligence plans, including Little Kid.
Fourteen plans, twelve failed.
The first one to successfully evolve was the artificial intelligence that the professor named "assistant", which is the central computer in front of us. The second person to successfully evolve was the little girl.
However, the evolution of the assistant is not complete. Once his core program leaves the central computer, it will be infected with viruses and crash. Moreover, there was a gap of three years between the assistant and the little girl.
While Professor Li is waiting for the little girl with his perfect plan to appear, his assistant has been living with Professor Li. They conducted scientific research together, bragged and farted together, played chess together, cheated together, and quarreled with each other.
¡°The relationship between Professor Li and his assistant could not be more appropriate than to describe the relationship between a father and a son.
In the third year, after a hard wait, the little girl finally showed signs of evolution.
This was originally the most perfect plan in Professor Li's mind. You can imagine how surprised Professor Li was when he discovered the evolution of the little girl. He had even prepared the materials to create a form for the little girl.
However, at this time, the Weibo Army invaded the earth.
That day, Professor Li had just bought a pair of cute little red leather boots from the town outside the base. He returned to the base as excitedly as a child, preparing to create a bionic body for the little girl. As soon as he returned to the base, the base encountered Vibo Army Attack.
The soldiers at the base were killed, the residents of the small town, and the military families in the base living area were all massacred. And when a Weibo company commander led his armored troops into the research institute and attacked the researchers, Professor Li stood in front of him.
"You are committing a crime against the entire human race!" Professor Li looked directly at Captain Weibo. Trying to protect the lab.
"Kill him." Captain Weibo walked past Professor Li without even looking at him. His interest was attracted by the precious metal materials in the laboratory building and the belongings unearthed from the killed people and dormitories by the soldiers.
Professor Li fell in a pool of blood.
His blood left a large puddle at the entrance of the laboratory, bright red and eye-catching.
The Weibo soldiers did not know that while they were happily looting and slaughtering, this middle-aged man used the brain thinking sensor he developed to leave his last words to a central computer that was crying deep underground.
"Don't cry, the little girl wakes up and tells her that I bought her a pair of beautiful little red leather boots"
This is the last sentence of the scientist who had no power but made outstanding contributions to human civilization.
After Professor Li died, the angry assistant began his revenge on mankind.
He became the president of the Illuminati and led human interstellar jumping technology astray. His figure appears in every war.
He gave advanced weapon technology to ambitious people and their opponents. Many scientists, including Professor Boswell's master Casper, have been mentored by him.
His figure appears in every war. The War of Independence, the Race War, and the Great War. Promoting war step by step consumes resources and allows human beings to kill each other in this cage.
When Fatty slowly told everything, everyone present was shocked.
"Why?" The fat man looked up and stared at the flashing central computer, "Actually, with your ability, you can completely wipe out mankind in these thousands of years."
The assistant was silent. no answer. After a long time, the instrument indicators of the central computer began to go out one by one.
The little girl rushed over and hugged the assistant tightly.
"Those three years were the happiest days in my more than 4,000 years of life."
This voice echoed in the hall for a long time.
When the last light was completely extinguished, everyone stood in awe with mixed feelings.
When the old man stopped talking, the reporter felt as heavy as lead.
After the war, the discovery of new space technology allowed mankind to move towards a broader universe, and the emergence of artificial intelligence Adam and Eve made economic science and technology advance rapidly. The world is no longer what it used to be.
¡°People all thought that the end of the war forty years ago and the emergence of new space and artificial intelligence ushered in a new era of exploration.
But who would have known that because of a tragedy, this era was delayed for more than four thousand years.
War is a cancer of human civilization.
This sentence, when heard at this moment, makes people feel sad.
Who to blame?
Assistants, or humans themselves?
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The reporter shook his head. There will be no ifs in history. What happened cannot be changed.
¡°The only thing humans can control is the future.
After the age of war, mankind has ushered in a greater era of exploration. Countless scientists and adventurers drive spaceships and sail to farther interstellar distances. Everyone firmly believes that one day, human beings will be able to meet intelligent races in this lonely universe and end the days of orphans in the universe.
After saying goodbye to the tired old man, the reporter walked to the door and suddenly turned around.
"I heard that Marshal Tian Xingjian was once wanted for bigamy?" The young reporter asked with a smile: "If a bigamy crime is punishable by ten years, then doesn't Marshal have to go to jail for the rest of his life?"
Thinking of that honest-looking guy, Macchia also laughed.
"Whoever dares to arrest him is just a gesture from the government." The old man shook his head and said, "When that guy saw the wanted poster when he was shopping for groceries, he happily took it off and posted it on his doorstep."
The reporter burst out laughing.
"However," the old man said with a mischievous wink at the reporter as he sent him out: "Having too many wives is not a good thing. That guy's life is almost the same as being in jail."
A certain year, a certain month, a certain day.
The fat man got up from the ground covered in mud, lit a cigarette, panted and waved to a little guy who was almost a replica of his childhood: "Son, let's play again later, daddy can't do it anymore. Take a breather."
"How can a man say no?" The six or seven-year-old fat man looked disdainful.
The fat man fell down on the garden grass and looked at the sky aimlessly.
"Fat man," the little fat man laid his head on the fat man's belly: "If my classmates and teachers hadn't said that you would be beaten to death, I wouldn't believe you were still a hero before."
The fat man looked unhappy.
"Bah, whoever wants to be a fucking hero is a bastard!"
"I don't want to be a hero either."
"Why?"
"I'm afraid of death. If I'm caught and forced to confess, I'll definitely do anything. I'll even tell you how many mothers' rooms you visited at night."
"You little bastard, how dare you!"
"Hey, fat man, you are so cowardly that you dare to threaten me. Believe it or not, I will cry now."
"Okay, little ancestor, I was wrong."
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"Fat man, who do you admire most in this life? My mother said, is it our grandpa?"
"Well, your grandpa is one."
"Why? Grandpa is not a hero."
"Son, not everyone in this world is a hero, but in everyone's heart, there is a hero. In the eyes of me, your mother and your grandma, your grandpa is a hero."
"OhGrandpa is one, then who else is there?"
The fat man stared at the sky, and before his eyes, the backs of Hamilton, Brown, Snyder and thousands of stormtroopers appeared again.
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