On the central control computer in the war conference room, the fat man opened the electronic file that Bernadotte had given him through Su Kezhou. The first thing that appeared in front of him was a letter.

The fat man took a deep breath and closed his eyes.

It's been almost half a year since he was in the free world, and this is the first time that Le Ray's command has been able to contact him. In the past six months, the situation has changed, Le Lei, is no longer the previous Le Lei, he is struggling here, whether it makes sense, whether all the efforts, whether it turns into flowing water, are all in this letter.

The fat man closed his eyes and didn't dare to look at the words on the virtual screen for a long time, he was really afraid that all his persistence would not be recognized, and his last pillar would completely collapse. He was also afraid that under the oppression of the Filipino Alliance, the strength that the bandit army had just accumulated would be easily buried by an order.

After thinking about it for a long time, the fat man gritted his teeth. , it's a blessing or a curse, it's a disaster that can't be avoided, anyway, a road goes dark, who the dares to order Lao Tzu to hand over power, Lao Tzu said nothing and didn't see it!

He raised an eyebrow and opened one eye.

"Fat man:

I'm glad to hear about what you're doing in Freeport Mars. ”

Seeing this first sentence, the fat man's eyes were completely opened.

"I thought about it for a long time, but I gave up the video and decided to write you a letter. Because, I have so much to say, but I look at the camera and I can't say anything. Perhaps, these emotions that are suppressed in my heart can only be poured out through letters. ”

On the virtual screen, the text is flowing quietly.

"It's been four years since the Gachalin Empire invaded the Galileo system. I can't bear to think about everything that has happened in the past four years. War. The pain it brought to Lelei often woke me up from my dreams.

The wreckage of the battleship slowly rolling into the depths of the universe, the bright red and dazzling names on the bulletin board of the fallen soldiers, and the dazed and painful eyes of the people of Lelei, these scenes always recur in my dreams. I knew that no matter how it ended, the rest of my life would be spent in pain.

I stood in front of the command podium of the High Command. I led the army, but I watched Leray slide into the abyss. Every picture of suffering in my dream was a punishment for me.

Right now. The ships of Desik, Seuss, and Jeppen are leaping over the jump point and emerging in the area that once belonged to us. Our cities have been destroyed, our people have been displaced, and one by one our local fighters have fallen in pools of blood. Pain. At this point. There's nothing more to add.

On the day that Leray's central star field was breached, Flavio and I personally lowered the flag at half-mast at the Leray embassy in Chakna. On that day, many people locked themselves in their offices and cried loudly. For Admiral Snyder. For Vice Admiral Brown, and for every soldier of the Lelei fleet who died heroically in the defense of the central star field.

I can't describe this grief in words, those are the most loyal soldiers of Lelei and the best young people, for four years, they have been defending this country with their lives, but I didn't expect them. It's a way to die.

When I was holding the battle report from the Filipino Command. My hands were shaking all the time.

Before that war. They haven't been resupplied for half a month. They had just heroically repelled the combined attack of Jeppen and Seuss, consuming a lot of supplies and ammunition, but not receiving any replenishment. They can only repair the ship by themselves, and can only stick to the space jump point alone.

I seemed to see the wrecked warships and the tired soldiers right in front of my eyes. They were telling me that they were short of ammunition, they were short of food, they were short of water, they were short of parts. The battleship was no longer moving, and many of the wounded fighters died because they could not receive medical treatment.

However, even so, they still stood in the face of a powerful enemy and fought to the death.

I watched them fight with tears in my eyes, and my heart was like a knife.

I still vividly remember Schneider and Brown, and I remember these two guys who were so good enough to wear a pair of pants that their spotless uniforms were hot and their leather shoes were polished, leaning against the railing of the corridor of the High Command building, and teasing the little girl in my secretariat. It was as if they had always been there for me, and they never left.

I can't say this anymore, and if I keep talking, I'm afraid I'll pick up my gun right now, put it in my mouth, pull the trigger, and go with these soldiers who make my heart ache!

I love them, they're all good!

For two days, we didn't know how we got here. We often wonder, Leleigh, is this the end of it? After four years of unyielding resistance, a curtain call in such a humiliating way?

And at this time, we got news about you. You know, when we received the report from the Filipino command on Mars, we sat stupidly in the embassy all night.

We're afraid to fall asleep. Because we were afraid that we would wake up in the morning and find out that it was a dream. We pray that God will not play tricks on us and not give us the illusion of hope in our despair. We prayed that someone would rush up to us and yell at us and tell us it was true.

On that day, the above-eyed staff officers of the liaison office of the Filipino Alliance Command in Chakna, who had always been cold-nosed to us, took the initiative to get out of the way when they saw us arriving. On that day, the Filipino Command took the initiative to ask for our guidance on the Mars Passage, and asked us to order you to transport a mech.

Flavio and I signed your name on the promotion order, and then, for the first time, we left with our heads held high. Whether you give it to the mecha or not, that's your business, we don't care.

We went back to the embassy, drank all night, and cried all night.

Flavio's old fellow, crying the loudest, didn't look like a president at all, tears and snot flowed together. Crying and praising you, using up all the adjectives he could think of in his head full of pale hair.

At the beginning, it was you who covered him to escape the siege of Western Covenant, at that time. You are an eternal pain in his heart. And now, you have sown a seed in the free world far from Leray, and this old man is proud of you.

It's not just us who are proud of you, but all of us at the Embassy. They all howled all night and all night for your victory.

The Chackner guards outside the embassy thought that the people in this building were crazy. Yes, we're crazy. We hugged each other with tears in our eyes, we toasted each other, we sang and danced, and we knew, Leray, alive! And she stood before Firam and Sijöd. Faltering. but he did not fall!

You have given a resounding slap in the face to all those who despise us! Tell you all the Lelei warriors around you, you are our pride.

As I wrote this letter, I seemed to see the fat man with panicked eyes again. The mechanic corporal who was sent by me to the Cato front with a badge and a lieutenant rank in Gariparan. Fate was so miraculous that she opened another window when she closed the door to Leray. I'm sure that choosing you as the hero of Lereland was the best decision we ever made.

There is a gift that will be handed to you by Admiral Russell himself someday in the future. That's us uprooted, President Hamilton, whose fate is uncertain at the moment. Colonel-General Mikhailovich. and countless generals and congressmen who have been thrown into prison. Reprinted from the above literature is the only place that can make land for this country.

Believe us, when you fought alone in distant Mars, we never gave up. One day, we can go back together and reclaim the freedom and glory that belongs to Leray. Send the invaders and traitors to the grave one by one. #93wx.*** #我用我的余生, looking forward to that day.

Everything, for Leray.

For freedom.

Also in order to go not far away, the wisps of heroic souls that are still in the starry sky!

Salute to you, our heroes.

John. Bernadotte

June 29, 2063.

Night, shrouded the town of Puluo.

Wai Jianshan, Old Smith, Kozmo, and all the Mars people stood silently in the hallway, watching Markwich and a group of Leray warriors gathered at the door of the conference room.

They knew what was going on on with these Lelei people. They also knew that after being in the free world for so long, these Lelei people had finally waited for a letter.

Three hours passed, and there was silence in the door.

Helen put her hand on the doorknob, hesitated for a long time, and finally opened the door gently under the almost pleading eyes of the warriors.

The conference room was empty. Gently skirting the oval-shaped conference table, everyone stopped.

They saw the fat man curled up on the ground in front of the flickering virtual screen, clenching his fists and tears streaming down his face. Crying like an aggrieved child.

All eyes fell on the letter on the virtual screen.

The eyes of the warriors rotated back and forth with the rows of words, and each time they went back and forth, their eyes moistened a little.

"Yes, we're crazy, we hug each other with tears, we toast each other, we sing and dance, we know, Leray, alive!" A warrior was chanting softly, his voice trembling slightly.

"Believe us, when you fought alone in distant Mars, we never gave up." The other fighter was already crying.

Tears rolled out of his eyes.

Erased it, gushing out again, and can't stop!

For all the Le Lei warriors, all the pain and tribulation they have experienced, at this moment, have had the best reward.

Looking at the fat man's back and the tearful men beside her, Helen covered her mouth stiffly. Her long eyelashes were filled with tears. Rolling tears, like pearls with broken threads, slid across the back of the hand and dripped onto the ground.

The boy doesn't flick when he has tears, but it's not time to be sad. What could be more distressing than the tears of these men who insist on resisting!

"Colonel" a young soldier wiped tears from his eyes: "Will we fight back?" ”

The fat man staggered to his feet.

"Yes!" His throat was a little sandy

In front of me, it's like a movie. It was the battleships of Lelei that had been blown apart, it was the tired faces in the trenches, and it was the territory of Lelei's burning.

Someday. We will go back

The Heroic Spirit is not far away, under that starry sky, waiting for us!

There are still many Lelei people who have not given up!

"Leray?" Theresa and Keodi's faces changed suddenly.

All the docks and space stations in the Liberty Passage have a rule. That is, no one is allowed to enter with weapons other than the forces that occupy these places.

Theresa and Keogh are considered the privileged class of the space station, but they can have it. It's just a few knives.

In the face of hundreds of Lelei people with hatred in their eyes, the effect of these knives can be imagined.

"What do you want to do?" Theresa shouted as she quietly reached out to Lachio and winked.

Keogh was stunned for a moment, and then he understood. Take two steps back. He turned around and rushed into the foyer of the hotel. He didn't know if these people were here for the Lelei woman who was still in the hotel and couldn't escape! However, no matter what happens, it's always right to hold a card in your hand first.

But he had just rushed to the door. In the narrow, dilapidated gate, a big foot in a platform leather boot kicked him in the face. With a muffled sound, Keogh was like a broken sack, his feet soared forward, his body flipped 270 degrees in the air, and he fell to the ground.

The back of his head hit the ground, bleeding profusely, covering his face and rolling and wailing. When I looked up again, one eye. There was only a bloody hole left. The whole face is full of bloody holes.

Take a look at this scene. Mrs. Easton screamed, rolled her eyes, fainted several times, and could not faint.

Old Huck appeared at the door of the hotel with a sly smile, and behind him, several big men were guarding Meiduo.

"If you want to rob someone in front of Lao Tzu, you are still a little tender." The old guy showed his smoky yellow teeth, and he smiled, and the soles of the old highlands were tilted, and there were rows of blood-stained small nails.

Looking at Keoh rolling and wailing on the ground, Theresa's and the thugs' minds went blank. They never dreamed that these Lelei people would dare to do such a poisonous attack on Keoh.

"Guards!" Theresa opened the communicator pinned to her collar and screamed, "Someone! ”

Seeing hundreds of Lelei people approaching her, Theresa's face turned pale, her mouth was incoherent, and she shouted like a cannon: "Stand still, whoever sent you to the land, do you know who I am, you are making trouble, and when the guards come, you will all die!" ”

"Guards?" Carl shook his big head, the corners of his mouth hooked up a vicious smile, and he stretched out his finger and pointed to the huge skylight on the dome: "You expect someone from the Rifle Club to come to your rescue at this time?" ”

Theresa and the others looked up at the sky. Mrs. Easton was the first to let out a scream, "Oh my God. Oh my."

In the midst of the short screams of the fat woman patting her chest, the tattered warships, lined up in a neat attack formation, glided across the starry sky outside the skylight. As the battleship's main guns and flank rotating turrets flickered with white light, countless clusters of energy cannon light swept through the void, and a moment later, the space station once again trembled in a violent explosion.

"Shattered Ghost!" Theresa's face changed completely, it was not pale, but dead gray with extreme fear!

Thousands of ships have been looted, hundreds of space stations and dockyards have been looted, and this fleet of ragged warships has long been portrayed as a terrifying devil.

"Pretty, isn't it?" Another salvo of naval guns, looking at the energy cannon light that swept through the skylight like a meteor swarm, Karl said coldly: "I forgot to tell you that this is the fleet of the Lelei people. ”

The words of Carl of the Lelei people's fleet were like a bayonet that stabbed into the heart of Theresa and the others.

Mrs. Easton fell to her knees with a limp, and her son, completely deprived of his disguise, widened his eyes and frightened.

"It can't be! You Lelei, how can there be a fleet in the Free Passage! Theresa exclaimed, "Even if it's your fleet, you want to take it." It's a dream! The Rifle Club has already contacted the Northern Alliance, and with your few warships, it is not enough to stuff the Northern Alliance! Guards, guards! ”

"Scream, scream." The big-headed Karl grinned like an evil big-headed pervert: "Let's see if anyone comes to save you"

No one came. On weekdays, the guards are distributed in various streets. At this moment, it disappeared without a trace. Keogh was still rolling on the ground, groaning in pain, from his throat. However, in the face of hundreds of people holding chairs. Wooden sticks, Lelei people who surrounded him step by step, Theresa couldn't care about her own brother at the moment, and immediately gritted her teeth and said to the thugs: "Don't be afraid, we have knives." Rush out! ”

Several thugs gathered around her followed her orders. Immediately frantically brandished the knife in his hand. Trying to intimidate the encirclement of the Lelei people and break out a way.

"Idiots who don't know how to count!" Karl waved his hand and ordered: "Group beating! ”

The dozens of pirates at the front of the crowd had long been unable to hold back. Immediately rushed up. In the sky, the bench wooden stick waved up and down, screaming again and again, in a moment. Several of Theresa's men had been smashed and bruised, and they fell to the ground convulsing and wailing.

Theresa, Mrs. Easton, and Ekie were not hurt, but were kicked in the leg and brought to their knees by several big men. Three people, like three quails that are fryed.

This kind of group fight, there is really no suspense.

Looking at everything that happened in front of her, Meiduo was a little dazed.

She had just taken advantage of the chaos and grabbed the fruit knife in her hand. But I didn't expect it. In the blink of an eye, the situation suddenly changed, and he was still in charge of his own death. Now, it has become someone else's prey

"You" Meiduo's knife was still against her heart, and she looked at the old pirate: "You are"

"You're Miss Mito?" Old Huck asked.

Meiduo bit her lip, hesitated, and finally nodded.

"That's right!" Old Huck rubbed his hands happily: "We're here to save you, boss!" ”

Madame? Mido's face became paler.

"We are all Colonel Tian's soldiers!" Old Huck didn't notice that Mei Duo was frightened by him, and stepped on Keogh's face with a smile: "Fortunately, the big guy recognized you, if something happens to you, Lao Tzu will have to slaughter all the 106 space stations!" ”

"Colonel Tian?" In Meiduo's mind, there was like a flash of thunder, and the knife in her hand fell to the ground with a bang. Tears suddenly burst out of his eyes: "You said Colonel Jitian, are you called Tian Xingjian?" ”

Clayton stood in the space station's massive circular central control room, looking out the window in despair.

In front of his eyes, a tattered cruiser was cutting a beautiful arc in the starry sky, and with the movement of this battleship, the rotating turret on the port side, like dozens of steel needles attracted by magnets, pointed at the diagonal rear of the battleship in the slightest, and a moment later, a fierce white light flashed, and a heavy frigate belonging to the Rifle Club fleet was torn to pieces by energy cannons.

The cruiser gracefully and precisely turned, and beside her, five equally battered armed merchant ships were completing a salvo, this time with two rifle armed merchant ships of the same rank.

A mixed cannonball hit the bodies of these tattered battleships, but a few ripples of blue energy shields, and each of their volleys reaped the life of the rifle fleet.

In the distance, a group of ships led by another battered cruiser. With the same calm and unhurried wandering, the same accurate shooting, in front of this group of warships, the fleet of the rifle club is like a lamb under the butcher's knife.

Clayton rolled his eyes with difficulty, looking at the group of warships that were shuttling back and forth in the starry sky, constantly cutting the rifle fleet and killing one by one, and only felt bitter in his mouth.

At first glance, he recognized these ships - "Broken Ghosts". This pirate fleet, as they were portrayed, suddenly appeared like ghosts on the Free Passages. No one had ever seen them before.

However, in just one or two months, these battered warships attacked more than 200 fleets and plundered more than 1,300 ships. Even the material fleet of mega-corporations. The fleet of the security regiment, the fleet of pirates, could not escape their clutches. No matter how brave and ruthless the people are, they will see this fleet as a nightmare for free shipping!

Clayton didn't want to suffer from this nightmare.

Ever since the beginning of the Mars War, he has been treading on thin ice. Not only did he transfer all the warships belonging to the Rifle Club back to the 106 space station, but he also spent a lot of money. Purchased a Stronghold Cannon outcast from the Salga Longbow System! and racked his brains to catch up with the Northern Business Alliance, which was dominated by the Mars family.

Clayton knew that the war was raging together, 106 space station. Sooner or later, they will become fat in the eyes of others. The rules of the free world are that the law of the jungle is the law of the jungle, and during war, no one talks about morality.

It wasn't until he got the assurance of the Northern Business Alliance that Clayton was a little relieved. The wool came out of the sheep, and he didn't feel sorry for the money he had spent. As long as you can keep the 106 space station, no matter how much money you make, you can earn it back! Over here. He is the God of all!

But. What he never expected was that all his operations had come to naught in an instant.

The battle report on the computer in the center console shows that the fortress cannon installed on the space station has not been fired on the ground. Accurately destroyed by a salvo from a shattered ghost land. Now, the infantry patrol fleet cruising outside the 106 space station has been annihilated, and the warships that have left the port one after another to meet the battle have also suffered the same fate. Under the fire blockade of the enemy's two cruisers, the remaining battleships, I'm afraid, won't even be able to get out of the port!

Clayton had to say that this damn fleet had come at a good time.

Just twenty hours ago. There are also twenty armed merchant ships of the Northern Alliance and sixty-five frigates stationed in the harbor of the 106 space station. Their commander, Eevee, also swapped glasses with Clayton, and stood on the top of the space station with the prettiest woman in his arms. It is also the most luxurious room on the balcony, watching the bustling crowd below, enjoying everything that power brings.

At that time, no one dared to hit the idea of the 106 space station.

But who would have thought that when Ibu received an order from the headquarters of the Northern Alliance and had just led all the warships to leave the 106 space station, this "shattered ghost" fleet that roamed the Mars Channel and made people talk about it would come to the door! Not only that, but this fleet is more powerful than rumored to be. Not only do they have energy shields and energy cannons, but they also have two fully equipped cruisers!

"Immediately find a way to contact the Northern Alliance fleet." Clayton wandered around the room like a trapped beast, and now, the Northern Alliance fleet, was the only hope he had: "They shouldn't have gone far!" ”

The correspondent immediately carried out Clayton's order.

The sound of the signal being sent, the sound of the keyboard tapping, and the sound of the call suddenly rang out.

When the image of the commander of the Northern Alliance fleet gradually appeared on the virtual screen, Clayton grabbed the communicator suddenly: "Eevee! We are under attack, we are broken ghosts, save me, my friend, you must come back quickly, only your fleet can save me. Their attack power is too strong, my fleet, now I can't even get out of the port"

After some incoherent speech, Clayton suddenly had an ominous premonition, his heart slowly sank, and his voice became smaller and smaller, on the face of the commander of the Northern Alliance Fleet who he was interested in befriending and calling him a brother, there was a wry smile.

"Clayton" Eevee said slowly: "I just received the news that the Northern Alliance has been defeated, and now, the one who controls Mars and the Northern Alliance is the Protown bandit army that I once ridiculed in front of you!" Now, I am being ordered to lead the fleet, and it will be stationed in the designated airspace, waiting for the bandit fleet to receive it. I'm afraid I won't be able to help you much. ”

"The defeat of the Northern Alliance?" Clayton's mind went blank: "That Leray? ”

"Yes!" Eevee sighed and said, "It's not that I don't want to help you, it's that you surrender." ”

"Surrender?!" Ibrahimovic has been completely stupid.

"I'm not afraid to tell you the truth, I've heard about it from friends in other fleets of the Northern Alliance" Eevee smiled bitterly, "The Demon Eye was planted under this fleet in the first place. Moreover, most of the space stations and Liberty Docks they had recently looted had not been wiped out, except for a few space stations controlled by Seuss and Jeppen. I don't need to make it clear, right? ”

"This is the Bandit Army Ground Fleet in Puluo Town?" Clayton couldn't stand still: "Leray? ”

"People didn't admit it!" Eevee smiled bitterly: "Although your rifle club is not very good to the Lerays, after all, you did not condone the extermination of those Seuss and Jeppen, and you can still maintain order." With those Lelei people on your space station, you can save your life. You know, the space stations that slaughtered the Lelei were almost completely wiped out! ”

A loud "boom" was heard. Outside the window, the tattered fleet, which had ended the battle, was firing at the locks of the space station harbor. Fragments of a ship's lock shredded by energy cannonballs. Burst across the starry sky.

"Send me a signal" Clayton turned abruptly, "Request to speak to the commander of the opposing fleet." ”

106 Space Station Slum.

Gu Xin gave up the tattered cylindrical rest cabin to a couple who had just arrived here. I chose a place against the wall on the side of the street and sat down. His wife snuggled up to him, wearily resting her head on his shoulder. The daughter in his arms was already asleep, and the three-year-old had silky hair and long eyelashes. But. Because of the lack of food, the child's original face has lost a lot of weight.

Gu Xin looked back. The couple who took over their own rest cabin, the woman, had slept into the rest cabin, the man in his forties. He nodded gratefully to himself.

Gu Xin waved his hand. He is not a good person, and he gave up the rest cabin because the woman was pregnant. Perhaps frightened, when she came here, her face turned pale and worried. In this world, if even the Lelei people themselves don't help the Lelei people, how can they live?

Gently brushed the hair of the daughter in his arms that fell from his eyes. Gu Xin quietly looked at the street in front of him that he had been staying in for almost twenty days.

on the streets. It's already overcrowded. Maybe it's because everyone received the same message, so. All the Lelei people in this huge space station have gathered here. Now, some people sit quietly on the side of the road, and some people weave through the crowd, trying to find a vacant space. There are also some people, gathered around, gossiping about something.

"Boom!" In the distance, another explosion was heard.

The space station, in the midst of the explosion, shook.

"That's our people?" His wife, Freya's voice, trembled.

"Hmm!" Gu Xin nodded vigorously. He twisted his head, not letting his wife's hesitant eyes be seen. In fact, he himself was not sure about his wife's problems.

More than a month ago, Gu Xin took his wife and daughter and stepped on the spaceship that left Lelei.

After twenty perilous days of sailing, the ship finally arrived at the 106 space station in the Mars Free Passage.

When the spacecraft entered the space station port, Gu Xin let out a long sigh of relief. The cramped and oppressive cabin of the spaceship was already driving him crazy. He thought that when he arrived at the space station, he could take a good rest and then continue his family's journey full of hope.

But who knows, this mooring is actually the beginning of a nightmare.

The price is a hundred times higher than that of Le Lei in the war, and it is the gentlest robbery. Then, there is blatant robbery, kidnapping, extortion, abduction and trafficking, where there is no place for the Lelei people to reason. The rifle guards turned a blind eye to the bullying of the Lerays, while the Seuss, Jeppon, and Desik were unscrupulous.

As far as Gu Xin knew, several Lelei families who came on the same spaceship as him were all ruined because women were abducted and trafficked** or men were robbed and killed.

If it weren't for finding the slum where the Lelei people gathered, everyone would unite and work hard, if it wasn't for the fact that there were no guards of the Rifle Club beside him when he stabbed to death the Seuss who wanted to ** his wife, and if it weren't for the fact that there were still many Mars people who hated the arrogance of the Seuss and Jeppen people, Gu Xin didn't know if he could still sit here now.

In the twenty days he spent on the space station, he didn't get a good night's sleep. Every day, I am in a state of fear and readiness to work hard. It's not just him, it's every Leray on this street.

The money has run out, and the jewelry and everything that can be sold have been sold. Seeing that the days of drinking a glass of water and eating a small piece of black bread every day have also passed to the end of the mountain, everyone got the news that Lelei's own fleet is about to capture the 106 space station.

If it weren't for the fact that the guy with the big head was a Lelei person, if it wasn't for him mentioning the Federation hero Tian Xingjian, Gu Xin wouldn't have dared to believe even one percent of such news.

A destroyer in the free world can capture a pirate base and pull out a powerful fleet that crisscrosses the free shipping lanes?

More than a hundred people can disrupt the Mars Freeport, gather all the high-eyed genre fighters, defeat the Northern Business Alliance, and control the planet Mars?

Isn't that!

However, the protagonist of this fantastic mythical story is Tian Xingjian, the fat man!

Is there any Leray who doesn't know that fat man?

That's the hero of Lelei who has repeatedly created miracles, and he is the one who can't help but be enthusiastic when he once watched his battlefield records and reports.

The sound of explosions came and went, and the shaking of the space station became more and more violent.

Looking at the people on the street, those eyes full of hope, Gu Xin's heart, also became hot with the shaking of the space station. Perhaps, what the big-headed Lelei man said is true!

"Z"

The system on the dome broadcasts, making a screeching noise.

In the slums, all the voices have disappeared. One by one, people stood up and looked at the high dome in disbelief. The whole street was dead silent.

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A moment later, Clayton's voice came from the system radio: "I am Clayton, the leader of the Rifle Club, and I announce that the Rifle Club will surrender unconditionally and accept the leadership of Colonel Tian Xingjian, the bandit army of Puluo Town." 106 Space Station, from now on, belongs to the Mars School Mutual Aid Alliance, repeating "On the streets, men and women, old and young, all the Lelei people looked at each other, and a second later, the whole slum erupted into jubilation.