It's hard to believe that a Lieutenant General Le Ray would have such a lot of energy. Li Fo closed the electronic folder in his hand, threw it on the desk, and stood up.

The smooth and beautiful star-patterned marble floor sounded his firm and lonely footsteps. Gambier looked up and looked ahead at the torn wooden skirts and classical reliefs that tore the round office walls.

In front of the clear arched floor-to-ceiling glass windows, the light is slightly dimmed. In the sunlight that poured in, Li Fo's slender and upright body pulled a slanting shadow on the ground. Outside the window, the blue sea is boundless, and in the sea and sky, countless white freshwater seagulls are soaring freely. The waves crashed against the reef below the cliffs, foaming at the white foam and making a loud sound.

"This is obviously the power in the hands of His Excellency the God of War." Gambier raised his head slightly, and his pale cyan chin with a slight stubble bulging out of his beard added a touch of uninhibited and masculine to his handsome and elegant temperament.

"Lord of the War God" Li Fo looked out the window and shook his head, "You are wrong. ”

"Huh?" Gambil rose from the sand, and the virtual light curtain suspended by the circular computer earthwork in the center of the office reflected a gloomy blue light on his face.

"You mean, it's not a chip in Hastings' hands?"

, It is so simple to force out the marshal's stereotype, why am I so trembling and trembling like walking on thin ice? Li Fo turned his head, and the sunlight shone on his sickly white face, making the smile on the corner of his mouth look full of strange smell.

"Since the outbreak of the war, you have seen him actually make a move when he nods his head at a military meeting or deploys in a grand strategic territory?" Lee's gaze moved to one side wall of the office. There, a huge oil portrait of Hastings, hangs silently. A thin old man, sitting in a wheelchair, his calm eyes as deep as the sea.

"The whole world, in his eyes, is nothing more than a game of chess. The aggressive Sober can't force him to make a move, how can a little person like me, who has always been under his control, force out his hole cards? ”

Gambier set his sights on Hastings' Monumental paintings. He never understood why Lever always hung a portrait of Hastings in his office.

"Our Lord of War, the most accustomed and good at borrowing the second is like a snowball, only one at the beginning, the more it rolls down, the bigger it becomes, until the raging roar is unstoppable. It's just that what people roll is a snowball, and what he rolls is fate. The southeast battle, the Ryan battle, and the Carlston Galaxy battle were watching from the side, and to see who was running off or turning slowly, he used his hands to pull the dirt. Lee's voice echoed through the empty office. The high circular dome made his voice clear and cold.

Willing to sink in.

As Liver's right-hand man, he naturally knew Liver's fear of Hastings.

Hastings dominated the Feiyang military community for 30 years, and his cronies and subordinates and students were all over the Feiyang military. The power of the military can only be described as intricate and unfathomable.

However, since the outbreak of the war, whether it was in the face of the aggressive Sauber or the Liver Army, which was now at odds with each other, Hastings was calm as if nothing had happened. The battle should be fought as it should be fought, everything is up to the Feiyang military department, making plans, sending troops, logistical support, and even in terms of grand strategy, he listens a lot and says little.

It is not so much that he is the god of war of Fei Yang, but that he is an old man who has retired and lives an ordinary life. Not to mention the hidden power in his hands, even on the surface, he doesn't care much.

But it's such a calm old man. The feeling that it brought to Gambier was like a Tarzan hanging overhead, not knowing when it would fall, or a trench under the calm sea, dark and deep, I don't know how deep.

There is no doubt about the strength of the Liverpool legion. Gambier has also always been proud of the group.

Whether it is the troops that Li Fo has brought in and the economic and political forces behind it, it is enough to make him daunting in front of any country and any opponent. But in front of this quiet old man, such strength can only make people feel weak and panicked.

The calmer Hastings is, the more oppressive it becomes. It's so powerful that it's breathless!

Who is Hastings' staunchest ally in Fjan?

Which troops will become the most formidable enemy at the most critical moment?

Politically, militarily and economically, how big and tenacious is that impermeable net?

No one knows.

What Gambier knew was that three hundred of the most determined mid-level officers of the Liverpool were arrested overnight, and it was only the little girl they didn't pay much attention to. McKinley on the Hastings mark. This punch was hit by the defense of the Li Fo army.

There are also unprepared, fist bandits that suddenly appeared!

The 31st Army was kicked out of the Southeast Theater, its reputation was discredited, and several super arms dealers who contributed money and effort were kicked out of the Thunder mecha manufacturing system, all of which were masterpieces of the bandit army......

At one point, Gambier thought it was the result of Hastings' move and felt a little relieved in the defeat. At least Hastings made a move, and at least he exposed some of his hole cards.

But who would have thought that Hastings still didn't make a move, he just gently pushed it with his hand.

So, what kind of variables will the long-planned ones face? If Hastings had done it himself, would this group have stepped on the summit of Philan or fallen into hell?!

Gambil suddenly felt a little suffocated. At this time, there is no way back for this group.

, that matter, you personally bear the spirit "Li Buddha standing in front of the window, the figure has been dimmed in the dark clouds floating in the sky outside the window" to assist Barsera, must be foolproof. ”

"Yes!" Gambier took the order indifferently.

"In addition, the order is given, and all officers above the regimental level should immediately rush to the base camp for a meeting" Li Fo looked out the window coldly, a freshwater seagull rushing straight up towards the dark clouds, and said to himself: "In war, there is no fate.

If there is, I'll use my artillery fire to shred it up! ”

Putting on a dustproof research coat and walking into the laboratory, the fat man only felt in a good mood.

The rectangular shape of the experimental hall, hidden deep underground, is visible from a three-meter-high platform in front of the automatic door. It's not much smaller than the mecha assembly workshop of the Falling Dragon Sword Company. White shadowless lamps spread across the ceiling, illuminating the space. Researchers in hundreds of states are busy in front of a dazzling array of experimental instruments and colorful computer screens.

Such a scene made her feel as if she had returned to the days of war isolation in the Gariparan military laboratory three years ago.

Walking down the side of the ladder down the dust-proof area, the fat man nodded naked at the surprised Lelei researchers, and followed Milan without squinting, walking towards the passage on the left side of the hall.

Behind him, whispers, footsteps, and electronic sounds were cut off by heavy automatic doors, and on both sides of the long passageway, dozens of senior researchers were working on their desks in transparent laboratories.

After entering an automatic door, I finally entered the laboratory in Milan.

As soon as the automatic door closed, the fat man's eyes fell on Milan's round buttocks. The white mid-length research gown wrapped around Milan's buttocks, and the fabric pulled out a trace of folds as Milan's waist gently swayed as she walked.

Thinking of the soft and beautiful buttocks under the clothes that were whiter than the white research clothes, the fat man only felt that his heart was surging up.

"Dead fat!" Milan, who knew that the fat man was peeking at his **, was already full of shame and silk. It was just when the glue was like glue and the taste was hot, seeing that the automatic door was closed, and there were only two people left in the laboratory, the girl suddenly jumped into the fat man's arms like a koala, and kissed the fat man's mouth while twisting the fat man's ears.

This kiss is dark.

Suddenly, an intensity detector on the test bench was swept to the second earth, and a large pile of data was swept by hand and turned into snow flakes flying everywhere.

A delicate and boneless body, lying on the test bench. Gasping and moaning, the white research gown was open and turned into a white sheet. Light blue cashmere sweater, pink shirt with lace neckline, black leg socks with an attractive scent, stepped into the footsteps of desktop materials, scattered in all directions.

The clouds and temples were chaotic, the snow strands were lightly lifted, and the delicate panting was bursting, and for a time there was infinite spring in the laboratory.

"Pervert"

Wearing only a shirt, Juran leaned against the railing of the mobile repair desk. Two snow-white slender legs, white bare feet, empty shirt neckline trembling and plump, and graceful curves looming in the transparent light form a picture full of charm in purity.

She bit her lip and squinted at the fat man: "Don't be ashamed, you know to do this kind of thing when you see people." ”

The heavens are wronged, and you pounced on it yourself.

The fat man smiled bitterly. Seeing that he smiled aggrieved, Milan gritted his teeth and stretched out his hand to twist it all over him, dead fatty, what are you laughing at, what do you mean!

The robotic arm that connects to the repair table moves slowly.

In the center of the huge pit, a black metal skeleton stood silently. Hundreds of carved parts are scattered around the parts racks.

Putting his arms around Milan and kissing her on the face, the fat man stared at the familiar metal skeleton with blazing eyes.

logic

After a year of separation, this faithful companion will be given a new lease of life here.