Summers' tone was very casual, as if he were talking to a friend he had known for many years.
Luo Ming also made a malicious joke casually: "Yes, yes! The technical consultant of the New Yumen Defense Command and the chief planner of the Tulong Factory are written as consultants, but they are all chief of staff.
There are a lot of people calling you Chief Summers behind your back."
The other party fell into a brief silence, and a rhythmic electronic light seemed to flash through his clear brown eyes.
Then, he showed a confident smile. Although he was still lean and elegant, like a herbivorous or even androgynous handsome boy, his whole person's temperament was high-spirited and despicable.
"Chief Carter and everyone are willing to trust me, and I am indeed the most suitable candidate."
Luo Ming nodded and said: "Indeed, if you can stay until graduation, based on your grades, you should have a share of the Tiger Talisman. At least you can squeeze out my roommate... Uh, sorry. Thomas."
"It's been a long time since I last saw this name!" There was a flash of nostalgia in his eyes, but overall he seemed to be very calm, as calm as a real robot.
He was indeed one of the best civilian students at the Central National Defense University, but he left the Lunar Military Academy in a way that no one wanted to see. As a result, the school was established in the imperial colonial era and was occupied by Marshal Victoria Li.
The Military Academy, which had been endowed with infinite glory, was also cast in a shadow.
This shadow will have to be dispelled by the magnificent appearance of the other students in the same class in the naval world and the series of achievements that followed.
However, the glory has nothing to do with him, but the shadow will always be with him.
Summers, the young man who spelled Thomas backwards laughed heartily, with a hint of electronic vibrato in his voice: "Hahaha, how many years ago was this? My
My enemy...he helped me clean up half of it, and I also repaid the other half myself, so I can naturally turn the page. Moreover, this incident was a blessing in disguise, after all, it turned my life upside down."
"...Yes, it is indeed quite earth-shaking." Luo Ming looked at his old classmate with complicated eyes.
We haven't seen him for several years, but his appearance has hardly changed since then. He is still the thin and frail young man. The contours of his cheeks are too bland, and his facial features are too delicate, making him look like a young man who has just entered high school.
However, the submissive temperament and humble smile that subconsciously tried to please others have long since disappeared. As for his current appearance, I don't know how much of it is left naturally.
"I'm talking about changes that can be called life-directing changes," Summers said.
"That's what I said. It's hard to be regarded as a human being anymore." Luo Ming muttered.
"I finally understand, Lao Luo, human beings actually have limits. In other words, compared to human minds and souls, our bodies are too weak. Our limits are too obvious."
Luo Ming thought of the dinosaur-like Sand People old warrior he saw and the four-armed Lumina soldier, and suddenly felt that what the other party said made sense.
"If you want the soul to not be burdened by the body, you must break through this limit, and you need to use external forces to enhance the level of life. One is spiritual energy that is regarded by everyone as the messenger of God, but this does not belong to everyone.
It's just a privilege that belongs to the chosen ones. Take that person for example. Hahaha, he and our classmates were still mortals for the first three years. But as soon as they woke up, they went to the heavens. It's really unreasonable."
"Yes, it is indeed quite unreasonable." Luo Ming agreed.
"There is another method, which is my method. It is a very reasonable method." Summers stretched out a finger, and a muzzle popped out of his fingertip.
Luo Ming thought of the earth-shattering spear throw by Tutu, the captain of the prosthetic cavalry, and had to admit that what the other party said made more sense, so he nodded subconsciously.
Summers immediately became interested: "How about it, Lao Luo, are you interested? I see that you have been riding an off-road vehicle for two months recently, and your waist probably needs some maintenance. Why don't you just replace it..."
"Shut up! You heretic! I still want to go back to my hometown and become an official, at least to the level of mayor." Luo Ming put his hands on his chest and made a cross.
After all, the New Jade Gate is in the New World. The sand people who have never seen much of the world don't care about the Yiyi body, but the Galaxy mainland is a different matter.
"What a pity. The local ban on prosthetics has actually been lifted."
"But being an official is another matter. Ordinary people cannot accept that their mayor is a non-mainstream loser. Oh no, your image is actually not as good as that of a non-mainstream loser."
"...You are a non-mainstream bastard." Summers was probably a little shocked, and his face began to stiffen.
Luo Ming shrugged and started talking about business: "Most of the tribes in the South Kiro Wilderness still support us. In response to the arrival of the Empire, they have organized at least four militia forces with a total strength of more than 100,000. They have high fighting spirit.
, uncharacteristically high.”
This is not to report good news but not bad news. Although most of the tribal representatives looked worried, and there were also people who just wanted to cover their heads and farm, herd and raise insects, they did not prevent the young and middle-aged men from the tribe from joining the army.
Objectively speaking, they are actually much more angry than the local people of Terra.
Luo Ming, who had served as a local magistrate in the local area, had a lot to say. He had actually seen that when the war first broke out, the one hour and twenty-two minutes of the Miracle Ring was broadcast back to the country, and the whole country was like mourning.
The general public opinion at that time was not about resisting or surrendering, but discussing what kind of surrender posture would be more mellow.
"Because the city-state kings and tribal chiefs in the north and south of Mount Kililuo have basically been transformed by us. In fact, they do not support the community at all, but they very much support the current new Yumen Directorate."
He thought of his own state, and then added: "What I said is a metaphor, not a prosthetic transformation."
Luo Ming is also very interested in this "transformation", of course it is also metaphorical. Being a mortal, although it is very inconvenient, he is also very proud, and he cannot accept putting a battery in his stomach yet.
"If I still have the opportunity to serve as a local magistrate in a local star region in the future, I may need this kind of 'transformation'."
"The first thing is to eliminate the die-hard elements, the kind that are physically eliminated. This is what Akinayama Hachiman did, and the subsequent transformation is the work of the workers. If the world is changed, people's souls can also be changed." Summers
road.
What is certain is that no matter whether it is a change of scenery or a new appearance, the work effect will still be obvious.
"However, I don't want them to directly resist the empire. Even if they want to resist, they have to pay attention to methods."
"That's why you ordered all the organized troops to withdraw into the mountains, deserts, and underground."
Summer nodded calmly: "New Yumen is different from Yaochi. Whether it is Tulong or other towns, they are absolutely undefendable. We can only let the imperial people come in, and if possible, let this place become theirs."
The blood loss point. Just like what that person did in Sede."
"I saw the cannon on the train."
"I almost gave up the entire city of Tulon, the port, the shield, the factory, and all the city defense artillery." Summers murmured: "...Everyone trusts me."
There are actually many people who oppose it, but you just pretend that you can't hear it. Even those from Nantianmen hope that we can delay the advance of the imperial fleet as much as possible. Fortunately, Chief Carter blocked these voices. Luo Ming thought.
"Then, the most dangerous battlefield is here, in this museum?" Luo Ming looked at the huge statue at the gate, then looked at the elegant imperial-style or enlightened-style gatehouse, and twitched with some distress.
Eyebrow.
The commissioner of the Ministry of Agriculture still believes that if there is no war, this place will definitely become a tourist attraction. If it were him, the entire complex, the parking building and the train station at the door would soon form a prosperous commercial town.
.As a result, the commodity logistics in ten miles and eight towns was revitalized.
He turned his head and looked inside the museum. He knew that there was a tunnel that led directly to the ground. I don't know why, even though he was just a mortal, he always felt that there was a special army hidden there.
"Actually, this has nothing to do with you. Thomas." Luo Ming looked directly at his friend from his student days, wanting to look directly into his soul from those eyes that were dancing with electric arcs: "You no longer have any obligations to the community.
"
Summers burst into laughter: "Why do you think that I do so much for the sake of the community? Why hasn't this bastard country perished yet?"
He also said that he had changed the story. Isn’t this resentment quite deep?
"You gave up planetary defense, gave up city defense, and were ready to be occupied by the empire, not just to avoid losses, right? These have nothing to do with you in the first place. Thomas. You didn't even tell Yu Lian that you are here, you are you
.”
The program of the prosthetic man made him smile with relief, as if he was answering the wrong question: "Life is about comparison. He always said that the universe has stagnated, and he hopes to make this stagnant universe rhythm. However, if it cannot be opened,
After reversing once or twice, how do you know how terrible it is to stagnate?"
Luo Ming's eyes widened, and he looked at the other person as if he were looking at a visual spectacle. The other person also responded with silence.
A prosthetic person, a natural person, just stared at each other for a period of time.
The latter just sighed faintly: "Thomas...when I was still in school, I wasn't sure whether you had an over-responsibility or just crazy criticism. But no matter what, don't turn it into self-destruction.
It’s a tendency.”
"You too, Lao Luo. I remember that you passed the local civil service examination."
"I passed the National Civil Service Examination, thank you. I got first-class, thank you."
"Disrespectful! This is almost incompatible with our strategic studies department." Summers smiled.
Luo Ming glanced at the other person.
Although he is also a moon man, he did not graduate from the Department of Strategic Studies, known as the "Cradle of Generals", but from the Department of Logistics Accounting.
You know, to outsiders, they all seem to be the pride of heaven, but everyone in the circle knows that there is actually a gap between the people on the moon and the people on the moon. In front of the Department of Strategic Studies, all other departments are equally despised.
.
He sighed and said, "I don't understand it at all. I obviously worked well in the police station in my hometown, and I was already the police chief and deputy county magistrate. I ate hot pot and sang songs every day, and then I was hired by the Ministry of Agriculture."
The people were taken away! Then, I was transferred here in a daze. I originally thought that after the war had been going on for a year, everything was calm in Xinyumen, so I would be able to accumulate a lot of achievements by going here.
I was promoted. But who would have thought that the empire would come like this? Why would the empire embarrass me, a small civil servant?"
"But you, a little civil servant, have reserved a seat for you on the last ship back to the country," Summers said.
"...Yes, when the last boat left yesterday, I regretted drinking two more bottles of Laobaigan. Now whenever I think about it, I want to slap myself twice."
"Any more?"
"What, a slap? Or is it my Lao Baigan?" After learning that it was the latter, Luo Ming couldn't help but said loudly: "I never heard that robots can drink."
"I am a prosthetic person. I can even eat and even have children. In addition, although I no longer have the sense of taste, I actually retain all the memory information of the aroma and taste of wine, which can now be fed back to my senses.
On the unit."
"What's the point? It's a waste of my good wine!"
Luo Ming had just yelled so rudely, and the prosthetic man opposite him suddenly paused, as if his whole movement had dropped the frame. He immediately stopped all expressions, and his eyes shrank brightly.
of electronic light.
"New Port Arthur fell 12 hours ago," Summers said.
"...Then, they will arrive here at any time." Luo Ming said.
"The detectors left in New Lushun have confirmed the existence of the Vulcan Airan." Summers.
The two didn't speak anymore, but just shook hands vigorously. Then, the prosthetic man strode towards the door of the museum, as if walking towards his own castle.
Luo Ming watched his classmates disappear from the door before running towards the off-road vehicle in the square at the door.
When he jumped into the back seat, he heard the driver wearing armor ask: "Going back to Tulong?"
"What the hell! There is only an empty city left there!" Luo Ming said loudly: "Go to the Second New Tulong Factory, General Carter will give me a new job."
When the off-road vehicle slid towards the wilderness, in the gray sky, under the reflection of the red and blue suns, bright light spots suddenly appeared in the sky, like a sudden flash of a morning star.
However, there are dozens of morning stars.
Fortunately, it's not a meteor shower. The Imperial Japs still have martial ethics. Luo Ming couldn't help but think so.
…
The Vulcan Airan, the general flagship of the Galactic Empire's New World Fleet, is hovering in the orbit of the new Lushun planet. The Thunder Elf and the Mach Witch dreadnought are separated on both sides of it. The distance between the ships does not exceed 200 meters.
Kilometers, like angels surrounding their main god.
Marshal Farrell stood under the bridge, looking at the aqua blue planet below, and occasionally saw the halo flickering under the atmosphere. He seemed to have seen the explosion setting off huge waves on the sea, and the soldiers of the empire passed through
The roaring, deep waves hit every island.
This galaxy only resisted for three hours, and it was already beyond my expectations.
In fact, it is not difficult to defeat the defenders, but how to accept the facilities left by the earthlings on this planet as completely as possible is the real difficulty.
Half an hour ago, the two orbital hospitals, which had only been built for more than a year, exploded on the spot in front of a large number of imperial troops, taking away two companies of landing troops.
Although the soldiers who landed were all death squads composed of slave soldiers, and the average price of buying a life was less than 50 yuan, Marshal Farrell was still not happy.
Later, Marshal Farrell also received good news from the front, but this was not good news that could completely comfort him.
"Oh? The community security fleet from New Yumen fled without a fight?"