"Then the two hundred thousand colonists of Telamon...... Wen Lao, do you have a plan? Michael couldn't help but ask.

"We have talked to Rosenwell and others, and specific plans will be developed in the near future." Wen Zhong told him.

"Belém. Rosenwell? Zoroaster, the architect of the ugly plan of salvation? Michael couldn't believe his ears when he heard this.

"You forgot to mention that he was also the commander of the great victory of Leucatea, the executor of the Valkyria rebellion, a military ......general with forty years of military experience and more than a dozen battles," Bun Zhong reminded.

"Valkyria massacre? That's Rosenwell? Michael felt sick in his heart. In any case, Elder Wen, let a newly defeated general command an operation involving 200,000 lives, if you fail, you will definitely be responsible here. ”

"He presented me with a plan to deserve guilt, a plan to save the colony of Telamon with minimal damage, and from my point of view, he and the commander he recommended were undoubtedly the best candidates." Wen Zhong said to Michael. And that just proves my point, doesn't it? I don't want a war between the two clans, and I will try to avoid it in the most appropriate way. ”

"So may I ask about the plan?" Michael hesitated to ask the chairman of the Silver Alliance, who was supposed to confide everything to him, but sure enough, Wen Zhong smiled at him without saying a word, and this obvious provocation made the chief of staff nod heavily.

"Forgive me for my arbitrariness, young Chief of Staff." Bun Zhong easily tries to break the deadlock between the two. "Difficult things in the world must be done easily. The great things in the world must be done in detail. "I've always thought of myself as a good listener, but I've never been an assertive recipient," he says. I've always had my own unique perspectives on the world, and as the Chairman of the Alliance, these perspectives are the main consideration in all my decisions. ”

"That's why you chose someone like me to be your chief staff." Michael only felt that today he had told the truth all his life with this old man.

"What is the job of the chief of staff...... Not so much. Wen Zhong said frankly. But is it just a façade...... But not really, you have helped me a lot, but you are not satisfied, and people will never be satisfied. ”

"I just want to do the right thing at the right time, for you and for myself." Michael Road.

"You've always done a good job, you know? Better than your predecessor, Molinari is much more knowledgeable and well-connected than you, but he doesn't make sense and seems tougher...... Speaking of which...... It's kind of similar to what you did today. Wen Zhong put the painting into a corner of the wall of the grass hut on a separate bookshelf woven by fern vine branches, as if it was a casual expression of his evaluation of the former chairman's chief of staff.

He's telling me to be nosy and get back to where I was before...... Michael was still standing straight in front of the desk.

"Michael wasn't the first angel, as you know." Wen Zhong suddenly looked at him and smiled, and the chief of staff looked dazed, hesitated for a moment and nodded.

"The book explicitly mentions the connection between the fallen angel and the king of hell, but it is very vague about the spiritual journey of the firstborn son of Yahweh." Wen Zhong cleaned up the desk and re-laid it with brand new paper. "If good and evil begin with the opening of hell, then this Lucifer is undoubtedly the first person to bring about this debate."

"Debate? What debate? Michael looked at him inexplicably.

"The ultimate debate ...... life and existence" Wen Zhong dips his pen into the inkstone, so that the brush is dipped in ink.

"What is true justice...... he wrote the first analogy on rough paper. And what is absolutely evil......"

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Furran. The Chase Silver Alliance Simulation Warfare Training Base, like a small city hangar, is built on the surface of the base thousands of Tilna. Fazani stood on a lookout platform in the hangar.

He clenched the railing tightly with both hands, looking out at the end of the hangar. The scene was in full swing, with welding sparks jumping in the air, cranes shuttling around, giant cutters and coolants rising on the acetinol.

Hundreds of ground crews, engineers, and technicians at the base are following the instructions of the upper peak and in a confused way, according to the drawings of the Ship Engineering Bureau of the Central Military Commission, to transform several dilapidated Nuwa-class cruisers and various large carrier ships into strange shapes.

Childish trickery and laughable disguises, lethal rhythms and funeral goods of careerists! Dino beat a small drum in his heart, facing this task he took over more than ten days ago, he thought it was impossible to complete it in his heart, but the powerlessness of the change of events really made him feel struggling during this time.

No, I'm afraid he would have continued to go back to the guest house at the Abaddon military base to wait for trial drunk, and he was almost certain that it would be a political murder that would send him straight to the graveyard.

What reserve career, what retirement plan, I am afraid will be made at the same time as that sentence, so that he will be behind the bars with the memories and regrets of his previous life until his bones rot.

Belém. The hydrangea thrown by Rosenwell at this time is undoubtedly an amnesty for all these nightmares, think about the result once it succeeds! Fazani used this sentence countless times in his heart, trying to convince the cowardly self hidden in the depths, but to little avail.

He figured out the danger of this mission almost instantly, and it was obvious that no matter how light and 'seamless' Belen's plan of action was, there was a mysterious and familiar flavor behind it.

This sensitively reminded him of Zoroaster's humiliation, and he could not put together the tiny pieces in between to form an answer, but he became more and more convinced that it was all a ruse.

Don Quixote opens with puppeteers dressed in ornate silk official costumes, with Belén the fool in bad armor and a wooden stick to challenge the windmill, and Fazzani the hapless horse.

He accepted the assignment in a firm and cheerful tone as soon as Belén finished speaking, and quickly put forward some ideas of his own for the details of the mission.

Then he made a request, and he asked to bring his own people with him on the mission.

The group of men and horses that he spent a damn three years in that damn Forkus.