betraying ideals, or being betrayed by ideals; Losing one's faith, or being abandoned by one's faith. Back then, those who gathered in secret bars fell on the road of revolution, parted ways at the crossroads of fate, or, as they do now, raised their guns for each other's beliefs. Under the ruthless pressure of fate, it is impossible for them to go back to the past, and they can only continue to move forward lonely on the road they have chosen with their souls as cold as iron.

At last, the guards' line of defense collapsed, and these equally young children, uncontrollably infected by the frenzy, were moved to tears, they may have been tied to the chariots of the group for various reasons, but at this moment, in the hearts of these simple and enthusiastic people, a fire was burning more and more fiercely. They're going to save the country from the ** and selfish presidents, and Moen. Ledday, the general who radiated heroism from top to bottom, was their best leader.

So, almost twenty years after the outbreak of that war, once again, the blood of the people of Gadaari, who had endured great suffering and sacrifice, was ignited, and they stepped out of the corners of the city and into the streets where the lights were fading, for the sake of the country they had defended but which did not belong to them.

"It's time to make a decision, gentlemen, because he ...... It's already here. The old man's voice was low, and in the dimly lit conference room sat the masters of the various groups. They were once the formidable shadow behind the shadows of the United States, and a single command of theirs could make the nation, and indeed the entire universe, tremble. But the king-like man raised the torch, and the light of the fire tore through the dark tabernacle with ease, and their shadows, who were supposed to be ghosts, had to crawl to the ground in awe of the man's majesty.

It was a **L mutiny, torn off all rhetorical embellishments, just to overthrow those who stood at the pinnacle of Gadari's power. Moen. Leday was a natural gambler, and the lure of great profit was irresistible to him, and he was willing to put all he could on for the slightest chance, and he won the war of independence when it broke out, winning the United States of Gadari today. And now, once again, he threw all his capital, his aura of heroism, his loyal followers, and his life so long that he could not remember.

He wants to decide the future of this country with a lightning mutiny, for the country he has built, for the brothers who have died in the sand of history......

The elite of the garrison of the star superior group was transferred out one after another due to the abnormal movement of the Pyrmit Front, and the 6th Army of Gadari, which was in charge of the garrison, almost all defected in the face of the supreme merit of this general. With unquestionable authority, he directly stepped on the chessboard of the Y scheme. At this moment, he was the uncrowned king of the United States.

"Decided?" Otullah smiled coldly, his voice sharp and mean, "Why can't we be honest and tell me plainly that the so-called decision is actually just to put me on the altar and be the Lamb of the Substitution?" ”

"Heh, you're laughing. We're not naïve enough to believe in Moen. Leday carried out this mutiny only to get rid of one of us, and once he had made up his mind, he would step on the bones of thousands of people, and we would all be sacrificed on the altar. ”

"Really? Is it irretrievable? Otura's voice fell, and the Jupiter, who was no longer young, seemed to have seen everything and began to face his fate calmly. It's ironic to think that we're here to show each other's sincerity, but in the end it's for Moen. Ledai offers a second 'Morning of Reason'. ”

"It's rare that you still remember that morning, that morning, we were on the same front as him......" The old man's eyes flashed with a fluctuating light, as if he had really traveled through time and space, and returned to that era of the sea, back to the burning sky. After a while, he sighed softly and said in a deep voice to everyone present, "It is a time full of dreams and glory, but unfortunately time has passed, and we are no longer the 'we' of the year." ”

Burning ashes fluttered around her, and Elodi. Sue walked out of the mess at the Yin Chen bar, charred corpses lying beneath her feet. The remnants of the "Wandering" forces and the Gadari agents have given up on fighting each other and are fighting brutally. These ghosts in the darkness shone with blades that glowed red, and the decisive battle was instantaneous, and the split second of life and death was just a matter of staggering.

At one end of the battlefield, a burly soldier codenamed Caesar and his few remaining members rushed towards the demons in the maelstrom of the decisive battle, they all came for the woman, and it was impossible to retreat because of a few casualties. Even if he actually knew that with the strength of his subordinates, it was impossible to catch that woman. Elordi. Su watched their figures being cut off by flank fire, and the Gadarians, who were also covered in bruises, once again entangled these fierce Gironde elites, their purpose was clear and clear, if they couldn't get it, then at least they couldn't let the Girons get it.

"It's like a microcosm of this war...... a voice suddenly sighed, and Elordi jerked back to see the former Federation agent who was always hidden in the darkness next to the wreckage of the bar, smiling hard at her. The man who was full of decadence was shot in the waist, and the red blood had soaked most of his body.

"How?" Elordi. Sue looked at the battlefield in the heat of battle. The emissary of the Jupiter Empire had been completely swallowed up by the colorful halo, and the figures of the two people were no longer distinct, only occasionally there was a muffled sound when the metal was torn apart**, and the sound of a demon biting and biting.

"Oh, the general can't see clearly, but you are the one who once stood behind the curtain of the times and witnessed this magnificent opera with your own eyes, isn't you, the 'white bones' of the Gaddari Secrecy Bureau, Elordi. Ms. Sue. "Akron. Collins still laughed, "Look at it, the people who are young or no longer young who should have sat together and gambled and drank and chatted have set foot on this slaughterhouse under the banner of the country and the nation. The smoke of the flames of the troubled times has ignited the already boiling blood in their chests, and they dream of following like Jean. Haina or Yaka. Famous generals like Tovitoba go to build their careers, but they don't know that what they are following is just a false illusion. They raised their guns, and they were pushed into the palace ruled by the god of war and death by countless beautiful visions, by their brothers who were born and died, and then they could never get out again. Even if they are actually tired and powerless to fight. ”

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