Prologue 8 Memories (1)

"I ...... This...... Where is it? ”

My soul doesn't know how long it has been wandering in this bizarre space, full of all kinds of strange patterns, and brightly lit by all kinds of colors......

I just remember that the picture before I died, the promise of our friendship, the dagger of contract, pierced deep into my heart, pierced my thin and thin body, and pierced the link of friendship between us......

"Why...... Will it be? ”

In this strange space, I can't feel the passage of time, although I can still see those strange patterns, and the space that is brightly illuminated by various colors, as if there is no end......

But how could I, who was already deeply stabbed in my heart, care about this?

In the space that I can't get out of, I just, and can only think, think, and think repeatedly......

"I ...... I kept thinking about ......"

I...... Thinking about it...... He...... Why......

I wondered why he wanted to pierce me in the heart with the promise of our friendship......

"Is this your decision?"

"For the sake of the throne...... Refuse! ”

At the end of the twentieth century, in the same planet named Earth, the overuse of resources caused great damage to the cycle of nature, and the balance of nature was broken......

As a result, mountains and rivers erupted, the sea swept upside down, swept everything along the coast, and carried them into the deep, endless sea, earthquakes also broke out constantly, and the environment that human beings could live in was compressed to the extreme......

Forced by the pressure of survival, and in order to be able to escape from the destroyed earth at this time, the third world war broke out......

The purpose of World War III is only to integrate the existing resources of the earth, and to develop a nearly complete warship capable of navigating the universe, and to carry the last hope of mankind, or the last seed of mankind......

After an extremely bloody war, there are only two countries left on the earth, namely the Chinese Empire and the Atlantic Federation. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

The Chinese Empire, on the other hand, was an imperial state.

The Atlantic Federation is a parliamentary state.

And I am the marshal of the Chinese Empire......

Although in the Chinese Empire, there is still an emperor, that is, he ......

However, in the Chinese Empire, almost all military power was in the hands of ......

I have ...... in my hands

And the little time left on the earth is no longer enough for us to calmly deploy troops.

So, I led the 7th to 11th Armies, which were still fully established, mobilized nearly 10 million men, and carried out a final crusade against the only remaining country on Earth, the Atlantic Federation......

Perhaps the Atlantic had no intention of fighting me, and they gathered all their forces in their capital...... The predecessor of one of the Atlantic Federations and the capital of the United States...... Washington.

After receiving this information, I dispatched the rest of the group army, which was still resting, to gradually and steadily occupy the territory that originally belonged to the Atlantic Federation.

And I led the remaining main forces of the Chinese Empire, the Seventh to Eleventh Armies, and adopted the strategy he gave me, and took the lead in crossing the area that was still under anarchic control, and went straight to the Atlantic Federation, the last place of the garrison, Washington.

Should this be considered a dangerous move? Or should I say, to send to death? Anyway, at that time, I had already seen the victory and beckoned to me......

And as it was, I crossed the anarchic-controlled zone, and without incident, directly surrounded Washington, the last garrison of the Atlantic Federation.

On the eve of the attack, I read again in detail the information he had received......

In his intelligence, he stated that the anarchy-controlled areas were still as usual, without the slightest anomaly......

So, as it was close to the early morning, I launched a final attack......

According to intelligence, the last strength of the Atlantic Federation is only just 12 million, which is a huge number, especially for previous wars......

The last battle to defend it, right?

At that time, with a mocking tone, I said this to the left and right, and the left and right laughed loudly, laughing and echoing my mockery of the Atlantic Federation......

Although I verbally mocked the Atlantic Federation, I did not appear to be urgent in the tactical arrangement, and still calmly arranged the troops according to my previous style......

Since it's the final battle to defend, then, choose to fight steadily, right?

At that time, I thought like this when I looked at the display screen showing the terrain around Washington and the layout of the enemy.

There is no need to rush to occupy, all I have to do is to consume Washington's living forces, and when there is no such last army, the last resistance of the Atlantic Federation will be completely gone.

Although the Atlantic Federation is a little more numerous, about two million, with our more advanced equipment and armor than them, it can effectively protect the soldiers and reduce the battle loss rate of the soldiers, so I have no worries about whether I will fail......

The battle plan I adopted was indeed correct, and it was able to reduce the soldiers' battle loss rate, and it could also consume Washington to replenish the soldiers' food, grass, and supplies......

and the morale of the opposing soldiers......

Watching his companions disappear in front of his eyes one by one, that feeling of powerlessness......

Indescribable......

Originally, I just planned to slowly consume Washington's living forces, and consume more grain, grass and materials in Washington, so as to make Washington collapse due to the lack of food, grass and materials, or surrender to our army......

Unfortunately, however, my plan fell through, and he sent information that there was so much food, grass, and supplies in Washington that I could besiege it for a year...... Nor can it be exhausted.

But I can't wait for the victory to come, and after a year of delay, I will be able to get ......

So, after calculating whether there was any omission in the battle plan, I went on a general offensive against Washington......

The gesture ......

Yes, it's just a gesture of general attack, I don't plan to attack Washington directly, although I trust him, unreservedly trusted, but in my heart, the vague sense of foreboding made me more cautious, I chose to make a gesture, to wait for the action behind me to start and occupy the anarchy-controlled area after the withdrawal of the Atlantic Federation, yes, my hunch tells me that there, there may be some problems, some problems that may cause me to fail......

My hunch is very accurate, I believe in my hunch very much, it has accompanied me and spent my life, and the results he brought me have attracted the attention of the world, and I have won all battles!

Yes, every time there is a danger in the face, it warns me, a vague sense of foreboding, but it does not come as strong and fierce as this time......

It seemed that he was a little anxious to get the news of my victory, but it had only been twenty-seven days, and it had not been a month before he sent a series of urging letters, well, the kind of personal letters......

Whenever I think of us, separated from each other, we are like lovers, regularly sending letters to each other, sharing each other's joys and pains......

I couldn't help but laugh at the thought of this, he was my best brother, a brother for life......

In his letter he mentioned that he was doing well, and that his queen had bore him a daughter, who was beautiful and beautiful, and wanted me to finish the war as soon as possible, so that I could go back to his daughter for a full moon.

It's a pity that I, who was in the military, couldn't find time to attend his daughter's full moon banquet because of the military mix.

So, the letter he sent today, between the words, was full of complaints against me, complaining about why I didn't take Washington sooner, and he also said that with my ability, it would be easy to occupy Washington, and at the end of the letter, he also mentioned that he was waiting for my victory to return, the final victory......

After reading this letter, and having determined that the anarcho-controlled areas have been occupied by our side, I have decided to launch a final general assault on Washington from tomorrow.

It was still close to early morning, in the darkest hour of the world, when the general assault on Washington began......

The soldiers were all sent out, and in the large camp, only the soldiers who were used to protect me, my guard battalion, remained......

I, on the other hand, sat in the camp of the big tent, looking at the various materials displayed on the screen, and quickly issued various orders from the details to each squad through the tactical keyboard.

Time passed slowly, I just sat on the chair, leisurely tasting the black tea, although the taste of the black tea is not very good, but I still like the color of the black tea......

Looking at the screen, when the resistance in Washington was about to end, a soldier suddenly lifted the tent door, rushed to my side, and said loudly to me: "Marshal, no, from the occupied area, a huge number of soldiers have poured out, all of them, soldiers of the Atlantic Federation......

He reported with some breath.

And after listening to his report, it was a coincidence that the red dots on the screen, which had already represented the enemy, suddenly increased, occupying almost the entire screen......

The teacup held in my right hand suddenly fell to the ground, with a crisp sound of "bump", scattered into pieces of pieces, splashing out of black tea like blood, broken pieces, cut my feet, blood, slowly gushing out of the wound, and I, still unconscious, looked at the screen in distraction, the situation was displayed......

The soldier who came to report for duty, seeing that I was standing in a state of distraction, even if I was cut, was still unconscious, so he hurriedly called out to the military doctor, intending to have the military doctor come and treat me.

"It's ...... late"

I sighed, came back to my senses, and looked at the soldier who was still stunned by my words, he was a member of my guard battalion, although I was not familiar with any of the men in the guard battalion, but this soldier who often reported news to me, I still knew.

Seeing that he was a little at a loss, I smiled, ignored the pain in my foot, stood up, patted him on the shoulder gently, I smiled indifferently and said, "Okay, you can go out, by the way, talk to the soldiers in the battalion, the situation has changed, now immediately evacuate to the coastal port." ”

When the soldier heard me, he habitually stood up straight, and after giving me a military salute, he turned away in a loud voice.

Before he walked to the tent door, he seemed to suddenly remember something, turned around, and asked with some cry: "What about you, marshal?" ”

Hearing his words, I laughed and said, "What? Are you afraid that I won't be able to walk? You go and get the soldiers in the battalion out of the camp and retreat to the coastal port, and then I'll follow the rest of the army out of here. ”

When the soldier heard this, he was about to habitually respond, but suddenly remembered the screen he had just glanced at, the screen full of red dots, showing that there were no friendly troops around him!

The soldier reacted immediately, and he exclaimed, "Marshal, are you?!" ”

His exclamation was a little louder, and the non-commissioned officer who was still directing the soldiers to patrol and guard in the camp heard the exclamation from the big tent, so he hurriedly ran over and rushed into the camp, but all he saw was my usual indifferent smile and the soldier's surprised look.

There doesn't seem to be any doubt?

The non-commissioned officer who rushed in thought so, but suddenly saw that the corners of the wooden chair that were originally golden were stained red with blood, and immediately exclaimed: "Marshal, you are injured?!" With that, he hurried towards me.

Things seem to be getting more and more complicated......

Thinking so, I smiled and waved my hand at him, saying, "It's nothing, you go out first." ”

The sergeant stopped his feet, and though his expression was full of doubt, but accustomed to my orders, he was about to salute and turn away.

But the soldiers behind him suddenly shouted: "Sir, marshal, he, he wants us to retreat, and besides, he plans to stay here alone and face those enemy troops alone!" ”

"Enemy troops?"

The non-commissioned officer, who was about to salute, couldn't help but murmur in a low voice after hearing the soldier's voice, his eyes swept over the screen, and he felt that for a moment, the sky was about to fall, his face was full of surprise and disbelief, and he stammered: "This, this...... Marshal?! ”

He also saw the red dots on the screen, the red dots that covered the entire screen.

I smiled helplessly and said, "Well, yes, our army...... Defeated. ”