The strong smell of alcohol always has the power to keep people away, and it is an option when you need to be alone, which is one of the reasons why people who are in a bad mood use alcohol to drown their sorrows. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Speaking of which, I've been stuffy with alcohol for the past few days. Ask yourself why you did this? Jeno Kashleo probably didn't understand, or forgot, because he didn't know when he was awake.

Raising his head and holding up the bottle, the last drop of liquid in the bottle dripping onto the Adam's apple. What a waste......

"Sir, you can't drink any more. ”

What's the matter? Not only do you see things with double vision, but also have auditory hallucinations?

Jeno put down the bottle and scratched his drowsy head, and it took a long time for him to remember that he knew the voice.

"Oh, damn the AI,......" he cursed under his breath, scratching at his ear, "where's my communicator?

"You've taken it off, and I'm talking to you with your tactical tablet. The artificial intelligence, which is set to be a gentle woman, said calmly.

"I'm going to turn it off......"

Jeno reached for the table, but he grabbed it and almost fell off the chair.

"Lieutenant Jeno Kashleo, the supervision team will be at the base in thirty minutes to interview you. The AI's tone was slightly solemn, "I advise you to stop drinking immediately, you need to keep a clear head and a good image." ”

Jeno laughed dryly twice and put the empty bottle on the ground.

"The criteria for selecting people above do not look at the image, no matter how bad it is, what the admiral wants is the best person to deal with Antarctica. ”

"You?" the AI asked, provocatively.

"Perhaps, I only know that I have one thing that is necessary against the Antarctic Federation. ”

"What is it?"

"Hmph. ”

Jeno sneered and didn't say anything more. His eyes were dilated, and with the help of alcohol, he seemed to go back in time.

The winter of 2089 is really a very cold season, especially when you are sailing to the South Pole, you always feel that no matter how many clothes you wear, you can't keep out the cold.

Jeno and his three comrades shared a pot of spirits, warming themselves by this earthy method as they wiped their guns. Shirtless, they talked loudly about the upcoming war, and boasted about how they would kill the enemy in Haikou. This way of staying excited at all times to suppress the fear in your heart is actually very simple, and everyone knows in their hearts that there are definitely a few people who can really survive.

If you're going to die, why not die worthwhile?" thought Jeno. It must be a glorious thing to fight to the death with the enemy on the battlefield for the sake of the motherland, and even if you die because of it, you will never regret it.

This is the soldier's long-cherished wish, simple but not small.

Because of this, the destruction of this thing is only a matter of moments.

When the Southern Union's multi-orbit low-altitude missiles hit their warship, Jeno didn't even understand what was happening. When he came to his senses, he had been thrown out and landed in the sea. And in front of him, there was a sinking wreckage and a sea of fire.

His luck was good, and he instinctively grabbed a lifebuoy. But in the face of the tragic situation in front of him, he didn't even know how to react. The entire sea was still struggling with rough seas, and the fleet blocking the coastline was hit by missiles one after another, and Jeno was rescued on the ship, which then fled.

Slowly accepting the sudden variables, when his body and mind finally reacted, grief and anger took over all of him. Countless comrades-in-arms died like garbage, sank into the sea, and eventually became bait for schools of fish. What is the glory of such a death? Their lives have been wasted, they could have had more of this life, they could have lived better.

They just died and got nothing.

Jeno didn't know how to face the living, let alone the dead. He only knew that the beasts in the Antarctic permafrost had done all this, and he cursed them, he hated them for letting him fall into such a situation, and he resented them for killing indiscriminately.

He longs for revenge. He vowed that one day, he would set the South Pole on fire.

"Sir, you seem to have something on your mind. ”

The AI interrupted his meditation, and by this time, he was almost sober.

"If you're a curvaceous and sexy girl, maybe I'll talk to you, but you're just an artificial intelligence, a mess of data streams," Jeno paused for a long time, "I'm not going to talk to this kind of." ”

Jeno reached for the table again, picked up the tactical tablet, clicked and slid to fiddle with it, and then tilted it back on.

At this time, the tactical tablet plays the duel between the two rugby teams. Jeno didn't know the two teams, he just loved watching rugby, with his comrades. They'll have heated discussions about which team is better, which quarterback is the best at serving, which running forward is the fastest, and which cornerback is the most defensive. Regardless of which side of the warring side hits a good shot, they raise their glasses in celebration and then drink them all.

Jeno didn't understand at all, but he still listened carefully and still clinked glasses and drank bitterly. In fact, the so-called friends are nothing more than that.

Listening to the commentator's excited words, it seems that a good ball is about to be born. Rugby was unwittingly passed to an inconspicuous winger, who was rushing towards the opposition in an unscrupulous manner.

Seeing that he was about to score, the picture of the tactical tablet suddenly shook and turned into a blue screen.

"Holy!" Jano scolded.

He listened closely, and boos rang out from the next room. Could it be that he is not alone?

I was about to ask what was going on with the artificial intelligence, and the picture of the tablet was restored. But it's no longer a rugby game, it looks like it's going to be a speech.

In the background of a red field, girls with guns stand in two rows on the left and right sides of the screen, and the middle lectern table is a classic mahogany with three microphones on it.

No matter how you look at it, it looks like the leader of a certain country is about to give an important speech, but the person standing on the podium looks like a young girl who has just come of age at most.

Which play are you playing now?

"Hey, AI?" Jano said.

The girl's silky silver hair aroused his suspicions. He tried to ask the AI but didn't hear any response.

The girl in the picture took a deep breath and slowly opened her blue eyes, revealing a ruthless and arrogant color.

No, he'd been able to know for sure, even if it was classified. Now that there is a lot of uproar, I am afraid that people with a slightly higher military rank have heard of this kind of secret.

"I, Gefti, as the Queen of the Far East, once again declare to the world that the Kingdom of the Community of Free Consciousness exists as a completely free and independent state!"

"Oh my God......"

Jeno muttered.