However, Richelieu only used one sentence to solve all this.

"What you're doing now is on track."

Only by firmly believing in one's own path can we go on in a colorful and wanton way. VV looked up at Zhuang Yan's natural smile, the same as the smile when he almost couldn't hold the hatch and was about to fall, like a shirtless general, whether it was a happy enemy or a proud death, he was happy and had no regrets.

It only takes one affirmation for a person to become a perpetual motion machine, and it is important to believe that you are doing the right thing, because in the end, this is faith.

Many people suffer because they have no faith.

Richelieu smiled softly and refused to say anything, but rekindled Zhuang Yan's faith. It was as if the turbine cylinder was at full power and the perpetual motion machine was activated.

"Goodbye." Richelieu was still apologizing for keeping his mouth shut, covering his lips embarrassedly, winking and smiling: "Come on."

Zhuang Yan felt an amazing tacit understanding, he seemed to guess that the basic research of the fifth-generation star-destroying weapon that he had conducted with Xiao Xuan was probably known to Richelieu, but he calmly encouraged him.

This is acquiescence, maybe the silent are also acquiescing, and by extension, maybe Elder Li, the superiors, the Privy Council, are all acquiescing.

It was important to lift

His worries keep him full of energy. When one is convinced that the path is absolutely right, even effort is sublimated into a hungry need.

Compared with this kind of calmness and steadfastness, the little black that the internal publications smeared on him is insignificant.

Richelieu finally really planted the seeds for Zhuang Yan to move forward.

"Thank you." Zhuang Yan waved his hand, saw Richelieu's blonde hair flick, and returned to the training center, before lowering his head and stroking VV's hair: "Why did you get out of class earlier than her."

VV snorted disdainfully: "Of course I can get out of class normally, she can make up for it by her diligence." Hopefully, overtime training will make her less natural. Not thinking about Richelieu, he looked up at Zhuang Yan and smiled: "What, doesn't it hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt anymore."

"Don't sigh?"

"Why!"

"Your sigh is like snoring, and you don't even notice it, so you don't admit it."

"Things have not been the same lately. Previously decided their own fate, now they decide the fate of others. Zhuang Yan thought about the thrilling scene of macroscopic particle fusion, "People have to pass their own level before they can do things without hesitation." Now it's over. ”

VV turned his head to look at him as he walked, and saw a smile on his face, and suddenly his heart was relaxed and happy, and his mood was synchronized into a "cheerful" mode, so he pressed his jealousy and ran in front of him, and looked at him backwards with his back: "You have changed back to the way you used to be!"

"What's that?"

"Heartless." vv teases him.

"You guys, you just like heartless men, there's no help." Zhuang Yan reached out to grab her, and VV finally giggled and bent his eyes, and raised his eyebrows, "What should I do?" I like the bad ones. Come and get me, come and beat me. ”

"If you say this to me in high heels, you're killing yourself." Zhuang Yan pounced like a cannibal, VV twisted to dodge, and ran away with a smile.

Meanwhile. The other side of the globe. On the western outskirts of the Mexican border city of Laredo, in a noise-canceling forest at a deserted airport.

The birch grove in the evening is as dark as a cellar. The sun fell from the foot of the mountain, and the shadow of the tree stretched longer than the main body under the oblique light of the residual light. The cold wind of the winter solstice swished into the command car, and Alan bent down to stare at the surveillance screen, shivering involuntarily.

Suddenly, the car shook, Charlie boarded the car with an AR16 automatic rifle, held on to the door and said: "According to the architectural plan, the two squads of the SWAT team hold the west back door, Richard leads his alpha team to break through the main entrance, the beta team climbs the window, and the armed police will block the intersection in three minutes, and act in ten minutes." You and the doctor stay in the command vehicle, and it's safe in the woods. ”

Alan frowned and said, "I'll take the Beta team to break the window." ”

Charlie stared at Allen and said domineeringly: "No, you are in the command car." Dr. Xiang nodded and jumped out of the car. The whole car shook again.

The doctor looked at the speechless Alan and muttered, "I thought you were the leader." ”

Alan shrugged his shoulders and explained, "He's got a bad temper, and I don't usually care about such trivial things. It's up to me to take the big deals. ”

"What's the big deal?"

"Who will vote for the referendum, whether to send troops on the Iranian nuclear issue, and whether the Federation should vigorously develop extraterritorial colonization," Allen scratched his face shamefully, prevaricating, "I have the final say." ”

The doctor let out an ambiguous "oh", looked at him contemptuously, and nodded meaningfully: "So he's the leader." ”

"He's experienced, and although he's a brutal drunkard with a phobia, it's important to listen to him once in a while." Alan insisted.

The doctor patted him on the shoulder and got out of the car to stretch. The entire camp is hidden in the woods, with dense leafy tents erected to conceal vehicles and weapons, SEALs checking equipment, and Captain Richard and Charlie communicating under the trees.

As soon as the doctor walked over, Richard shut up. Charlie's sunglasses are pointed at the doctor, and the lenses can show the doctor's gray beard: "Is there anything I can do to help you?" Doctor? ”

Dr. Kuhlman pulled out a box of cigars from his elaborate vest and handed it to Richard and Charlie. Seeing that the two of them were indifferent, they took it back in embarrassment, bit one themselves, squinted and said, "I heard that you and Alan are brothers?" ”

When Richard saw the cigar, he frowned and didn't speak. But Charlie stretched out his hand, and the leather gloves directly extinguished the spark of the cigarette butt, and Professor Kuhlman had to put away the cigarette in embarrassment. Charlie replied, "He's a younger brother." ”

"You don't seem to have a good relationship."

"If your parents' dinner was all about 'look at Alan, why can't you be like your brother,' you'll regret not suffocating him in swaddling clothes." Charlie said coldly.

"His resume is perfect." The doctor couldn't talk anymore, "But the merit is not as good as yours." ”

"Yes, he had a wife, and that woman dug out his backbone. He's no longer a soldier. Charlie lost interest in the Doctor and looked down at the AR16 assault rifle, "He would have died in surprise if he had rushed into that airport with his ego ten years ago." That proud fool. ”

"So it seems that it is a safe decision to keep him in the command vehicle." The doctor finally found a common topic and nodded in agreement, "After all, the other party is not simple, a flight attendant can take down five of General Houston's guards, hijack a plane and parachute, and have more combat effectiveness than any agent I've ever seen." ”

The doctor looked at the indifferent man.

"Not even inferior to you, Colonel Charlie."

Charlie's hand stopped, he finally took off his sunglasses, and turned his head to stare at the doctor, an old scar that split his left eye made him squint slightly, as if he doubted everything in front of him.

"I didn't say it was a flight attendant." Charlie seemed to be chatting, but the thoughtful gaze made the doctor froze, realizing that the question had to be answered, and it had to be answered head-on.

"General Marshall said that." The doctor confessed dryly.

Charlie stared at the Doctor for a moment, leaving the Doctor's mouth dry for a while. Then Charlie put on his sunglasses, turned to Richard and said, "Line up, assemble."

Dr. Kuhlman was relieved.