-- You see, the fate of man is so miraculous. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 infoA minute ago, I was standing at the table, watching the old comrades worry about the future of the motherland; I was dazed for a minute when I heard Comrade Mark call my name; It took me another minute to realize that I was sitting in a position I never dared to imagine, and I still don't know why Chairman Kim chose me.

Maybe you don't believe it, but all I thought at that time was to quickly hand over this important position to other comrades.

There are more than 600 deputies to the People's Assembly, 23 veteran comrades in the cabinet, and the other four members of the DPRK Juche Committee, all of whom are better than me. I'm in this position, unconscionable and incompetent.

The reason why I did not insist was that I was aware of my duty, and more importantly, when I looked around, I met the determined eyes of Comrade Makejebka. I immediately understood that I was not a soldier of the People's Army, and fighting bravely on the front line to kill the enemy was also to defend the homeland, and strategizing was also to defend the homeland. Even if you hang the crown and leave, it should be after the enemy is repulsed.

In this way, I took over the "leader's bullet" from the hands of Comrade Makyebka. If I had not known the prophet at that time and realized that I would have to sit in this position for a long time, perhaps I would have refused. ――

-- Excerpt from the oral memoir "Re-ascending General Peak" by the granddaughter of the former Deputy Commander-in-Chief of the Allied Forces, Marshal von Eisling (author's note: corresponding to the "Imperial Marshal")

Even if he was wearing a high-level psychic shielding device, I couldn't even sense his existence, and it could be seen that Jin Yanbai was hesitant and reluctant at the moment.

Don't have a headache...... If there is a better candidate, I will not consider you. I really wanted to say that.

Although they all hesitated, after looking at each other for a while, the others did not make a fuss, but stood up and saluted Jin Yanbai and shouted loudly: "Hello chairman!" ”

The Chinese marshal's voice was even louder.

Jin Yanbai opened his mouth to say something, but hesitated for a moment, and didn't say it after all. The atmosphere is quite oppressive, and the fat man in casual clothes has a feeling of schadenfreude.

When Daxia entered the door, the scene I saw was that I put my hand on Jin Yanbai's shoulder, bent down and whispered to him. Standing up straight, Jin Yanbai looked up at me in surprise, I nodded slightly, and asked Daxia, "Is there a communication connection?" ”

"No problem, Comrade Commander......"

"Don't report to me," my face lifted slightly, "report to Comrade Kim Am Paek, Acting Chairman of the DPRK and Acting Commander-in-Chief of the Pyongyang Supreme Command." ”

“…… It's ......" Dasha's eyes told me that she didn't quite know what kind of medicine was in my gourd. But he still saluted Jin Yanbai again and said, "The communication has been reconnected." But the train's radio capabilities were limited and could only restore divisional communications. ”

Jin Yanbai stood up suddenly, and Chen Tianjie and Emily also turned their heads nervously, and their startled reactions stunned the rest of the room.

"What's wrong?" Darsha asked, confused.

"I felt an explosion," Emily said hesitantly, "and the vibrations of the air flow were unusually strong, and although it was disorganized, there was no sign of movement. ”

Chen Tianjie nodded to me: "That's right. The heat that had been emitted from there for a split second was too strong. I can't think of any other possibility than an explosion. ”

Exploded...... I sensed it. At this moment, we are already a long way from the leader's bunker, and the life signal is not very clear. But if thousands of Yuri's troops poured in, I could definitely feel it.

Just like now, the inside of the leader's bunker in my head is slowly disappearing, along with the life signals of Yuri's troops. Out of the corner of my eye, I glanced at Jin Yanbai, secretly feeling sorry for the leader's bunker.

"There will be no pursuers." It took me a long time to comment. Not only did there be no pursuers, and the Yuri troops and the allies who invaded here were buried in the bunker.

Seeing a few people startled, the faces of several people at the table also became cloudy. A short man in a suit looked up, looked at us suspiciously, and swallowed back what he wanted to say.

"Well, it looks like it's time to 'rebuild your home' after the war," I said, shrugging my shoulders and patting Darsh on the shoulder, "and it's time for you to report on the troops." ”

Dasha patted his head like a dream, cleared his throat in embarrassment, opened the file book in his hand and said: "A quarter of the troops of the Pyongyang defenders have lost their combat effectiveness, but after the officers in the leader's bunker returned to their posts, an organized counterattack has begun. The main forces stationed in the north stabilized the front, and the eastern and western divisions relied on underground fortifications and favorable terrain to block the enemy's attack, and only the situation in the south was not ideal. ”

"Wait," I asked, looking up, "why is the south bad?" Is the terrain bad? "It stands to reason that Yuri's troops are coming from the south to the north, and the defenders in the south are the troops that have experienced a hundred battles, so how can the situation be unfavorable when the battle line is stabilized in other directions?

"Tsk...... It could be poor communication or busy lines...... As we all know, Pyongyang's wireless communication facilities are relatively backward, and we are ...... underground."

"So what?" I stared straight into Darsha's eyes, interrupting Darsha's incoherent answer.

Darsha took a breath and bit her lip. There was a knock on the door in the direction of the first carriage, and a North Korean soldier whispered to Dasha, who was surprised and saluted and went out.

"What happened?" The one who opened was a middle-aged man in a black trench coat. Previously, short men in suits, fat men in casual clothes, and Chinese marshals (through some indescribable method, I learned that their names were Zhang Longshan, Kim Il-jeong, and Jiang Shanghai. And now the one who speaks is called Zheng Haoran) when they all raised their eyebrows, only this guy in a black windbreaker kept silent.

"This ......" Daxia paused slightly, hesitating for a moment. I moved a chair, "This train is filled with the hope of Pyongyang's military and civilians." There is no one who does not have the authority to listen to this report. ”

"Okay. Two pieces of bad news, let's start with the not-so-bad one," Dasha flipped through the file again, "the garrison stationed south of Pyongyang...... To date, there has been no response to the message. If it is not a large-scale indiscriminate electromagnetic pulse attack...... That is to say......"

"Don't think in the bad direction yet," I interrupted immediately, "tell me what's worse." ”

I saw that something was wrong with Jin Yanbai's eyes, and when I looked up again, I realized that the eyes of several other artificial gods were also not quite right. "What's wrong with you?"

"It's nothing," Chen Tianjie looked directly at me and said, "it's just that we agree that the second bad news of Comrade Daxia no longer exists." ”

At the same time as seeing the five-pointed star in Chen Tianjie's eyes, he heard four explosions behind him.

When I walked to Daxia's side, she suddenly asked me curiously, "What did you say to Jin Yanbai at that time?" ”

"Well......" I smiled without a trace, "I said, 'You are free to do so in the future.'" Now, if you're at a loss, leave everything to me. ’”