Chapter 1013 Childish Guy

Freya blinked her pretty eyes at him, thinking that this old man is really nice and his words are nice.

In fact, she knew that these words were extremely sad, but they sounded warm, as if covering her soft heart with a quilt, it was very comfortable.

Tang Fang took a sip of the lukewarm tea soup, feeling a lot more astringent, and suddenly remembered the attitude of the Monya soldiers on the wandering planet, and sighed softly, "At least...they died for their own pursuit .”

Dalton poured out the cold tea, looked at the fine and smooth enamel of the small cup, and said with emotion: "Is that really their own pursuit? Isn't it the pursuit we imposed on them?"

Tang Fang hesitated, then poured out the tea in the cup, "At least they can listen to different voices, choose different paths, and pursue different styles of sounds of nature and scenery. Don't you also want to protect these most precious things, would you rather Give your sweat and youth... A man's no regrets are often heavier than his life."

Tang Lin watched the dialogue between the two as if playing a Zen machine, and thought that the rumors outside were indeed true. His own brother was really a shrewd guy who talked to people and talked to the devil. You can be sincere like a model, or cunning like a politician, elegant like a gentleman, or frivolous like a prodigal.

Dalton shook his head: "If all the powerful people in the world are like you, why worry about the unhappiness of human beings and the unrest of society."

"No." Tang Fang also shook his head, "I'm just a lucky guy, and I'm used to sticking to my childishness."

Mr. Lieutenant General did not refute... because Tang Fang was right and he was unable to refute. As a strong man, Captain Tang has a cunning side, but the most important thing is to stick to childishness, and luck may be the patron saint who can stick to childish nature.

Whether it is Kirclough I of the Mongya Empire, Mackintosh, Halifax, or Hymn Will of the United Kingdom of Turanx, Virginia of the Phoenix Empire, there must be a kind-hearted childish time, but any time With the growth of age, the increase of experience, facing dangers and difficulties, they can only abandon those childish ones, use insidious, despicable, and vicious tricks to gain power, and help themselves become strong. Wear away the childishness that was once pure and kind, and accumulate the maturity of filth. And this road of life cannot be turned back, it is a road of no return.

Compared with them, Tang Fang's rise was very fast, as fast as a dazzling comet. In the blink of an eye, he changed from a front-line cannon fodder to a world-renowned powerhouse. Players play chess. Because he grew up so fast, he was able to stick to that precious childishness and become an odd number among the strong.

"I really hope you can continue to be so childish, because in this dark social jungle, you need a shining star,

To illuminate the road to dawn, so that those travelers who are shivering under the cold and hunger have enough confidence to take the next step... Some people call it hope, and some respectfully call it salvation, or God's blessing. "

Tang Fang withdrew his hand that was about to pour tea, looked into his eyes and said, "What's wrong with you?" To be honest, he really wasn't used to being praised so much by an elder who had led soldiers and fought in battle. He blushed and felt melancholy, because other people's hopes would turn into weight on his shoulders, and the heavier he was, the more he wanted to escape.

There is a black clarinet in the corner of the room, under the cold light, there is a soul-stirring chill and tranquility. It is like another Dalton Evelyn, instead of a mirror, reflecting another self in his heart.

Mr. Lieutenant General shifted his gaze from the corner of the room back to the empty cup in front of him, and shook his head again, "It's just a little sentimental."

The Star Alliance has not seriously fought a national war for many years. In fact, not only the soldiers and officers at the lowest level can hardly adapt to the cruelty of the battlefield and the sorrow of death, even a high-ranking general like him feels uncomfortable.

Battle exploits, honors, etc., are nothing compared to the heavy casualties. The civilians only see the brilliance of victory, but how do they know that these seemingly beautiful things are fertilized by fresh lives and nourished by the blood and corpses of soldiers. They are actually not beautiful at all. Dirtiest stuff.

However, born in such an era, if you want to regain national sovereignty and have the status as a normal country, you must use victory to pile up that wall of dignity. Dalton would rather dedicate his life to the country he loves, although it is still dirty and unbearable. The same goes for young people who defend their will with sacrifices.

So he is very contradictory. On the one hand, he has lofty patriotic thoughts, and on the other hand, he is tired of war. He is not those noble children and interest groups in the Monya Empire who only seek personal glory and family success. They cannot ignore casualties and treat cold corpses as numbers. They only pursue victory and merit.

Tang Fang understood his inner struggle, knew his uneasiness and fear, but couldn't give him any advice. As a young man, he was not qualified to enlighten the general opposite, and as an outsider, he could not fully understand his sorrow. Then the atmosphere suddenly became awkward, only the sound of tea leaves being turned in the water.

Freya looked at the two people who were speechless, her round eyeballs turned sideways, swayed, sometimes frowning, sometimes pouting, she was very puzzled by the change of the atmosphere on both sides of the tea table from moving to quiet, Finally, I stretched out my small hand and gently placed it on Tang Fang's palm, which meant that no matter what happened, good or bad, happy or sad... Freya will always be by your side.

He couldn't help smiling, thinking that the reason why people can live like a tenacious cockroach in the dark age, trying to breathe every breath of air, is because this world has many touching beauties besides sadness.

Some people choose to die to escape poverty and humbleness, and they do not hesitate to take away their children and destroy their own families, because they do not want their children to become another version of themselves, wasting years and wasting life. There are also some people who choose to fight and do not bow to the power and society. Even if they shed the last drop of blood, they must leave something in this world.

The tranquility of the venue was broken by the arrival of Jean Johnson, Wang Xiaochuan, Taixi and others. Several people crowded into the small room one after another, making it a little crowded, and the air was a bit muddy. The dim light on the surface of the clarinet also became cloudy, no longer refreshing.

Dalton left his seat, Tang Fang and Tang Lin also stood up and looked at the people with smiles. Jean Johnson is a short old man, with little majesty visible between his brows, his eyes are very clear, and he looks very wise. Wang Xiaochuan is much taller and taller. Although he bears an authentic Chinese name, he is of Eurasian descent. He has a sexy big nose. He was quite heroic when he was young, but now he has faded a lot, just like a pair of Slightly yellowed calligraphy and painting. Mr. Tessie, the commander of the 9th Fleet, has a pair of long arms, a pair of big hands, and his hairy physique looks like a gibbon. Freya looks at him like a sweet and lovely little girl watching a zoo with curiosity and doubts. The chimpanzees in the movie, would like to know how they became human.

Jean Johnson first apologized on behalf of everyone because he was busy with military affairs and did not greet the distinguished guests in person, then gave a brief explanation for Vahid Kegelman's absence, and then introduced Wang Xiaochuan, another deputy commander of the Spartacus United, And Taixi, the commander of the Ninth Fleet, and others. After the ceremony, everyone took their seats in order.

The lounge is not big, nor can it be said to be magnificent. However, everyone here is a soldier and is used to being pragmatic. Since Tang Fang has no objection to this, they will not feel displeased... even if some people can only sit on the periphery.

"Dear Mr. Tang, on behalf of all members of the Ninth Fleet, I would like to thank you for your help to the Star Alliance Navy." Tessie is a performance freak, and his temper is also a bit impatient. He is afraid that others will take the lead, and he will be the first to tell Tang Fang in the first place. Thank you for what you did in this battle.

At the beginning, the 9th Fleet and the 10th Fleet were blocked by the 9th Hydra Legion, the Kaleidoscope Fleet, and the Silver Fox Fleet. They were almost divided, surrounded, and then wiped out. While destroying the fleet, it also created an opportunity for them to avenge their hatred.

Before coming here, many mid-level and low-level military officers went to his office to petition, hoping to meet Captain Tang and say "thank you" personally... for themselves and even more dead comrades in arms.

Lieutenant Admiral Tessie did not agree to their request because he could not pass Jean Johnson and Luke Stillberg to arrange Tang Fang's itinerary without authorization, but he promised to convey their thanks before the other fleets and let them Captain Tang remembers that the fighting sons and daughters of the 9th Fleet of the Star Alliance will not forget his kindness.

Now, he did it, although it made Jean Johnson a little unhappy, and Wang Xiaochuan's face was also a little dark.

As the military commander of the Lutonado star system, as the commander of the Spartacus unit, they have not yet thanked Tang Fang. It is really unreasonable for this gibbon to take the lead and do such a disrespectful behavior. up.

The atmosphere at the scene was a bit embarrassing, making Johnson and Wang Xiaochuan feel that they had lost face in front of Tang Fang. The commanders of the 10th Fleet, the 25th Fleet, and the Heigl Fleet looked helpless, thinking that Lieutenant General Taixi might have to fight again. He was fined to write a self-criticism. I just hope he finds a reliable guy to write it this time, otherwise he will provoke Luke Steelberg to scold him again.

Regarding Lieutenant General Taixi's forcibly slapping Jean Johnson and Wang Xiaochuan in the face, Tang Fang thought it was a bit funny. Sure enough, there are more honest people in the army and fewer slick ones. There is not so much political correctness, and there is not much potential. The transfer of benefits under the rules, at least in a country like the Star Alliance with a nationalized military, is much less.

"I just did what I should do, the general doesn't have to do this... Don't forget, I am now a citizen of the Star Alliance, and it is my duty to contribute to my country and compatriots." He turned his head and looked Xiang Jean Johnson, Wang Xiaochuan and others, "If everyone here has to repeat thank you, can I choose to plug my ears? By the way... Is it a bit inappropriate to do this... Sorry, sorry, I shouldn't do this Thought."

This is more than inappropriate, it can be said to be disrespectful. Although he has the ability to be proud, the people present here are all elderly. As a young man, he should be more humble, not arrogant.

Of course, let Johnson, Wang Xiaochuan and others understand what he meant. The subtext of the above sentence is that I just did what I should do, and thank you. Just to strengthen my authority and not make people look bad, I pretended that I was a rascal and a philistine, and used a self-deprecating method to decline what they were going to do next.

The corners of Tang Lin's eyebrows twitched slightly, thinking that he was cheating and playing tricks again, he was cheating and cheating again!

Jean Johnson looked dumbfounded, "They say you're tough to deal with, and more slippery than a loach. I didn't believe it at first, but now... I believe it."

Different from the expressions of the people around him, Lieutenant General Taixi was very proud. Even if his actions just now offended his immediate superior, he might have to worry about the 10,000-word review in the future. Fortunately, he did not disappoint the trust of his soldiers and became the number one The one who said thank you was the only one who said thank you.

Wang Xiaochuan recalled the 42nd Fleet, 53rd Fleet, and 87th Fleet of the Star Alliance sent by David Conan to the Calilan Star System-Tiantuk Star System for harassment missions, and asked: "By the way, the 42nd Fleet and the 87th Fleet The 87th Fleet... how are they doing?"

This question immediately attracted the attention of all the generals present, and they all looked into his eyes expectantly.

Tang Fang then gave a brief account of the encounter between the 42nd Fleet and the 87th Fleet on the wandering planet. Of course, he didn't tell everyone that he had enslaved two Elanites and obtained a planetary fortress. Instead, from the perspective of Halifax, based on the information collected by the Monya Navy, the whole story is pieced together.

Freya pinched his palm hard, it didn't hurt, but a little itchy.

Tang Lin's complexion was not good-looking, a little sad, it seemed that there were tears in the depths of his eyes. He thought of his parents who had died for many years, and his family's happy life in Rector. As for why he thought about these very unlucky past events, it was because if he didn't let the sadness infect himself, he would let the joy flood his heart-- --His big brother is so insidious to the extreme, it's fine to lie to the enemy, even the allies.

Jean Johnson, Wang Xiaochuan and others are different. The light in their eyes explodes and blooms little by little following Tang Fang's narration. Whenever they hear the thrilling part, many people can't help gasping The voice was full of shock and horror.

Many people couldn't believe it was true, but Tang Fang had no reason to deceive them, and this incident had far-reaching and huge impact, even His Royal Highness Halifax, the 13th prince of the Monya Empire, could not hide it.

Two divisions of the Hydra Legion, more than 2,500 warships... just disappeared, simply like a sudden death butterfly in the distance. (To be continued.)