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McKinley sat down beside the fat man.

Decades of military career have given this elegant and middle-aged man a lion-like calm temperament and the standard military attitude. He put his hands on his knees, his back straight, and a pair of brilliant eyes stared at the tactical computer screen. After a while, slowly said: "You should understand his pains."

The fat man followed McKinley's gaze to the tactical computer and said nothing in silence. Fingers jumped back and forth unconsciously on the virtual keyboard of the armrest of the seat, but did not trigger any command key.

A few minutes ago, Hastings was sitting here directing the battle. His thin and old hands were beating on the virtual keyboard, although slow, but calm and calm. Under his command, nearly a hundred A-class fleets fighting in the front line, whether it is to cover the screen, detour, or frontal attack, intersect assault, everything is free.

But now, he is lying in the treatment cabin of the medical mecha, life and death unknown.

Thinking back to Hastings' last question and his abrupt laughter, the fat man only felt that his heart was as uncomfortable as something blocked.

How could he not understand Hastings' pains?

When the old man's laughter stopped suddenly and fainted, he stood on the podium and watched Margaret hug Hastings and watch the medical staff rush up to tear his shirt For emergency treatment, watch him being sent to the treatment cabin and soaked in the green liquid.

He must use all his strength to control himself from leaving this seat!

The fat man knew the old man.

Although Hastings is known as the **** of war of the Filipino League. However, he is a human after all, and has the same problems as most soldiers.

He is patriotic, protects short, tough, and regards honor as life.

As early as thirty years ago, he handed the Republic of Feiyang to the throne of the first superpower, invincible and invincible. On achievement, he has reached the peak of a military career.

He could have kept his initial arms folded in this war. Let this ill-fated Democratic Union go through the war; let those soldiers who have been stricken with peace and arrogance be nourished by victories and arrogance; let countless young officers leave his shadow, grow up in the storm, and their country Rebirth together.

In that case, he is still the undefeated warrior.

His record will become an eternal legend, and his name will become the brightest and most dazzling star in the history of human military!

No one can accuse him of anything. Even the most demanding historian can't ask an old man who is already ill to do more and better than him.

That would be a perfect ending in life!

However, he gave up.

When people gradually understand his hardship; when he has already assumed Li Fo's status; when his body is much weaker than at the beginning of the war, when he enters the countdown of his life ... He ignores leaving democracy in history Backward infamy, outrageously shot to dissolve the upper house of the Filipino Union Parliament. Regardless of the image, he collapsed in the admirer's mind, attacked the radical Feiyang officer group, expelled Li Fu, and led the Li Fei Allied Fleet most likely to be used by Li Fu in the south, and in Feiyang. At the most critical moment, he refused to return to Trifran.

Fat people know that all of this is because of themselves.

When Hastings chose himself as the heir, he embarked on this path of being misunderstood, criticized and even cursed. He installed the twelfth-generation mech train to the bandits, handed the Phantom Fleet to himself, allocated 7 trillion yuan, and did everything he could for himself!

The battle in front of him is his last wealth.

From the moment the battle enters the phase of stalemate, the fat man understands that the old man's body can't actually support a battle of this intensity. He and Sauber played against each other, and from the beginning was a lesson for himself. That's why he had to wait for his return before going to war!

He imparted his lifelong commanding experience to himself. And what he paid was the price he did n’t want to pay the most-defeat!

Thinking of this, the fat man's ear seemed to sound Hastings' laughter again. He fully understood how uncomfortable the old man was and how pleased he was when he said the words "retreat", destined to the outcome of this confrontation.

He completed the teaching lesson with his undefeated reputation. The students he taught, using the word "retreat", proved that his efforts were not in vain.

McKinley looked quietly at the side of the fat man. Perhaps it is the reason for being fat and fat. The young Admiral Lere looks younger than he actually is.

McKinley had seen him on different occasions. He had seen this guy's eyes twitching and pointed at Li Fo's nose on the communication channel. He had also seen this guy with a sly rifle on the roof of the Space City building in downtown Heidfield, It is more common to see him with a thick and flattering smile in front of Hastings.

Now, the young man has his head down and his eyes are red. That flying look was replaced by heavy.

"Are you sure?" McKinley sighed silently, turning the subject away.

Leading this allied force is not an easy task. Even withdrawing, fat people have to face many difficulties. It can even be said that retreating is now more difficult than head-on combat. After all, in front of such a famous general as Sauber, as long as there is a flaw, it will be lost.

"No." The fat man shook his head, looked up at the tactical computer, and took a deep breath: "However, since he gave me this position, I will not let him down anyway."

"Don't worry, don't put too much pressure on yourself." McKinley patted the fat man's shoulder.

From beginning to end, he stood beside Hastings and the fat man and witnessed everything Hastings taught to the fat man.

He didn't understand why Hastings used this quirky battle extravagantly for class, but only taught the basic tactics of fat people; he didn't know how much fat people can learn from it. However, since this is Hastings' choice, then all he needs to do is trust and execute.

"War command is the most fearful and impetuous. What the Marshal teaches you, you need time to digest." McKinley said: "Remember, there is me beside you, there is General Russell and all the generals who follow the Marshal. . We are all your supporters! Anytime! "

The fat man raised his head and looked at McKinley's eyes, slowly raising an arc in the corner of his mouth.

Although it was only a smile, McKinley felt that the man who drove a broken mech to challenge the entire Desik Hunter Mech regiment, surrendered to tears in the surging star, but beat the enemy commander to a half-dead fat man. Too.

"So ..." The fat man was about to speak, and suddenly, there was a clamor next to him.

The fat man turned his head and glanced at the direction from the noise, and said to McKinley, "General McKinley, I am afraid that some people have different ideas than you!"

McKinley looked back in surprise, and saw a group of Filipino generals, who had already stepped over in spite of the suppression of the gendarmerie.

It is led by Barras and Fujii Gang.

"General McKinley," as soon as he came to the front, Balas automatically filtered the fat man on the command line, and said to McKinley: "What happened to Your Marshal?"

"The Marshal is unwell, and the medical team is undergoing treatment. I don't know the specific situation." McKinley narrowed his eyes slightly, glanced across the face of a general with a bad look, and said lightly in his mouth, "Now is the enemy During the extraordinary period of military engagement, I will talk about the marshal's condition until the battle is over. "

"During the battle?" Balas smiled coldly: "I would like to ask the general, since it is the battle period, why did we leave us at the base camp and prevent us from going back to command the battle?"

The words of Balas immediately attracted the support of other Filipino generals.

"Yeah, what does it mean to leave us here?"

"What crime have we committed?"

"..........."

The entire podium was suddenly in a mess.

"Generals," McKinley looked at everything in front of him, and angrily shouted, "Please pay attention to your words and deeds. This is not the time to discuss this issue. What you should do is stay in your position and wait The battle is over? "

"Fight?" Fujii Gang sneered out of the crowd, "Who directs the battle?"

He turned his head to the fat man, looked up and down with disdain, and asked, knowingly, "Is this General Tian?"

"Yes!" McKinley's face was serious, and he was decisive.

As soon as McKinley's words fell, he saw Fujii just raised his head and shouted quickly in a simpler tone than him: "Sorry, I refuse to recognize his command!"

When Fujii Gang said, it was like a bomb falling into the deep water, and a huge wave was set off for a time.

Refusing to recognize the command, it is almost that the Lane people openly announced their departure from the southeast coalition forces!

The atmosphere became unusually tense for a while.

"Fujii!" Not only the people around were stunned, but even Machia had no idea that Fujii would just do this. He stood beside Fujii and whispered: "How do you ..."

"I didn't mean to leave the coalition," Fujii said lightly. "Don't say I'm still in the base camp. I can be cleaned up with a single command. Even if I'm in my own fleet, I never thought I would lead at this time. The fleet is separated from the coalition. "

He looked around, and finally his eyes fell on the face of Han Hou Fat, with a cold smile: "I just refused to recognize the command of General Tian."

"why?"

Everyone turned around when they heard the sound, but they saw the fat man leaning his head, looking curious.

"Because you are not worthy to succeed Marshal Hastings and fight against Sauber!" Fujii said with a cold face. "In any case, I will not let the command of the Southeastern Coalition fall into a position in order to preserve my own strength. One shot and one shot fled the wind, causing the coalition to be so passive in the hands of a villain! "

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