Chapter 637 Daily Life, Post-War
The predecessors said -
War is bloody politics.
Politics is a war without bloodshed.
The status of the negotiations depends on the coverage of intercontinental missiles and the victory or defeat of each party on the battlefield.
The eight-hour negotiation was actually filled with swordplay.
So, in the past eight hours, the ground and near space were still making a final effort to gain the most chips.
Although Yun Mo was at the negotiation table, the aircraft carrier was still patrolling in the dark.
The successive waves of explosions were unprecedentedly fierce. The logistics team called "Ba Ba Ben Ba" also directly participated in the war and almost used up their last reserves.
Blood, inevitable.
It was not until the moment the settlement agreement was signed that both sides truly let down their defenses.
The faces of the young men on the fleet were already cold and fierce after the battle, and they were rising to become real soldiers.
This battle lasted for three days and three nights, and even the most physically fit people were pushed to their limits.
The empty areas, lounges, chairs...anywhere there was an empty seat on the aircraft carrier was filled with people lying in all directions.
When the satellite was launched again and the next day's sunlight shone through the porthole, they finally received greetings from the central star and the outside world.
Huo Chuan, with a bandage on his body and his leg in a sling, limped out of the hatch and breathed in the air that still smelled of gunpowder.
"It's finally over"
Liu Yueban caught up from behind: "I never knew that I was such a courageous, persevering and strategic person..."
Huo Chuan hopped aside on one leg in disgust: "Have some shame."
A large amount of supplies are being delivered, and with the presence of robots, the base is being rebuilt very quickly.
By the evening, you will basically have a place to stay.
Yunmo sat quietly leaning against the tree.
The group members in the intelligent brain are full, but some avatars have turned gray forever.
This was Yunmo's first time facing loss. She thought she was used to the cycle of life and death, but her heart still felt heavy and uncomfortable...
She opened her palms and looked at her hands, trying to figure out her path again.
Every time I command, it's a matter of life and death. It's either someone else's life or my own...
But no matter how well she commands, she cannot guarantee everyone's life.
Someone came to greet them.
The apron was very quiet.
The heroic souls return to their homeland, and their noble spirit remains in the world.
The ashes of the martyrs, accompanied by the lingering song of "Song of Missing You", are ready to return to their homeland under the escort of an aircraft carrier.
Yun Mo and Huo Chuan stood in front of the crowd and watched them leave.
"Do you regret it?" She asked Huo Chuan softly, and at the same time asked herself.
Huo Chuan shook his head: "This is our mission. Some things have to be done by someone."
Yun Mo took a deep breath.
Yes, some things must be done.
My heart aches, but I can only endure the repeated losses, the repeated bloody trials, to harden myself, to think more carefully, to let myself send others into reincarnation instead of myself...
Lin Fancheng muttered to himself, and once again he felt that the military camp was different from school.
They had experienced such a big war, and not only did they not have time to rest, they also had to continue to work around the clock to build bases and establish new garrisons.
"We really are the cutest group of people, no doubt about it," he joked in the small group, intentionally livening up the atmosphere.
"Agree"
"Second the motion above"
+1
“+10086”
Everyone was very cooperative, and they were all trying to make themselves feel less uncomfortable. The dead are gone, so adjust your mood, and the living must continue to move forward!
After about three days of calm, my mentality was almost adjusted.
Liu Yueban greeted them: "Do you want to fight heroes?"
After finishing a real battle, no one wants to experience the highly realistic mecha square again. Then the mobile game "Hero" becomes the best source to release excess energy and emotions.
Without the all-encompassing entertainment experience of Amuz, they simply found a lounge and started forming teams.
I unexpectedly ran into a familiar trumpet.
Mo Mo felt her anus tighten. "11221? Why does this number look so familiar?"
Huo Chuan leaned forward and added carefully, "Ask him if his last name is Zhang?"
The other side responded quickly: "Yes, the last name is Zhang, and the name is Instructor!"
Everyone: ...What kind of fate is this?
Last time, Mo Mo used a shemale account, and everyone ganged up on Zhang Ge, causing Yun Mo to be severely punished by him. Unexpectedly, he hadn't quit the game yet, and he was actually encountered by them even in a random team...
"Instructor Zhang, letting someone win during a game is unprofessional."
Zhang Ge: "Haha... still want to train your dad?"
Everyone: ...
The fight lasted for two full hours, and everyone's evil taste reached its peak.
Considering that Zhang Ge was far away, they once again demonstrated their sense of collective honor.
That small account repeatedly fell into the resurrection zone, and before it could show its strength, it was killed by the team members waiting there.
Everyone's fun is no longer about playing games, but about competing for the credit of sending him back to life.
"I don't want to play anymore!"
Zhang Ge finally raised the white flag, looking depressed.
He was originally in high spirits because of the birth of his son, and he logged in specifically to comfort these young people who might be lacking love. To his surprise, they were still courting death as usual...
After exiting the game, more than 20 people from Leicester formed a small group to chat with Zhang Ge about their life after separation.
Zhang Ge: You are doing a great job at Wolf.
Yunmo: The instructor taught well.
Huo Chuan: The instructor taught well.
Lin Fancheng: We still have a lot of shortcomings
Liu Yueban: Pay attention upstairs, keep the formation, the instructor taught well
Zhang Ge: ...
Zhang Ge: Oh, by the way, I forgot to tell you that Wolf's strategic position in the Federation has risen to B-level. I will be transferred there soon to take over as the chief instructor of Base 002...
Everyone looked horrified, and there was no response in the group for a long time.
Zhang Ge crossed his legs, teasing his son while looking at the subtitles, "You little bastard, you dare to call my secondary account!"
Zhang Ge: I heard that Huo Chuan injured his leg?
Huo Chuan's hand trembled and he quickly replied: It's okay, my leg has been tied.
Everyone: …???
It was not until a whole row of question marks floated by that Huo Chuan realized what he was fighting against.
"Fuck!" He cursed, quickly backtracked, and added, "I mean, there are scars on my legs."
Everyone: ...No need to explain, I understand.
Zhang Ge went on to say: As new recruits, you have played a key role in determining the outcome of the battle this time. You will soon have opportunities for promotion and rotation. Keep up the good work.
There was a burst of joy in the group.
Liu Yueban was the first to jump up. He was still immersed in the confusion that Yun Mo was promoted 8 years earlier than him, but now he could actually outperform more people.
Liu Yueban: OK, thank you instructor, throw flowers.jpg
Lin Fancheng: OK, thank you instructor, throw flowers.jpg
The screen was refreshed too quickly. Huo Chuan was still replying to the message "No need to explain, I understand". He said "Fuck it"
As a result, the group had already started the next topic, so Huo Chuan immediately posted this message.
Huo Chuan: Damn, thank you instructor, throw flowers.jpg
Mo Mo forwarded: Damn, thank you instructor, sprinkle flowers.jpg
Yunmo forwarded: Damn, thank you instructor, sprinkle flowers.jpg
Zhang Ge: ...
Huo Chuan soon received the message "You have been kicked out of the group chat."
Huo Chuan: ...
(End of this chapter)
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