Chapter 1013: Naive guy

Freya looked at him with beautiful eyes, thinking that this old man is so nice and what he said is nice.
In fact, she knew that these words were extremely sad, but they sounded warm, as if covering a soft heart with a blanket, very comfortable.
Tang Fang took a sip of the warm tea soup, feeling a lot of astringency, and suddenly remembered the attitude of the Monya soldiers on the wandering planet towards him, and sighed softly, "At least...they died for their pursuit. ."
Dalton poured out the cool tea, looked at the small and smooth enamel landscape cup, and said with emotion: "Is that really their own pursuit? Isn't it the pursuit we imposed on them?"
Tang Fang hesitated, and then poured out the tea in the cup, "At least they can listen to different sounds, choose different paths, and pursue different styles of nature and scenery. Don't you also want to protect these most precious things, rather Give up your sweat and youth... A man's no regrets is often heavier than life."
Tang Lin watched the dialogue between the two of them on the Zen machine, and the rumors outside his heart were true. His brother is really a shrewd guy who talks to people and talks to ghosts. You can be sincere as a model, you can be cunning as a politician, you can be elegant as a gentleman, or you can be frivolous as a prodigal.
Dalton shook his head: "If the world's strong men are like you, don't worry about the unhappiness of mankind, and worry about the restlessness of society."
"No." Tang Fang also shook his head, "I'm just a lucky guy, and I'm used to sticking to my naivety."
Mr. Lieutenant General did not refute...Because Tang Fang was right, he was unable to refute. As a strong man, Captain Tang has a cunning side, but the most important thing is to persevere in naivety, and luck may be the patron saint who can adhere to naive nature.
Whether it is Kirkcraft I of the Monya Empire, Mackintosh, Halifax, or Anthem Will of the Turanx United Kingdom, Virginia of the Phoenix Empire must also have a kind-hearted childish time. With the increase of age and experience, they can only abandon the naivety and use insidious, vile and vicious tricks to gain power and help themselves become a strong person. In the process, they Wipe away the naivety that was once pure and good, and accumulate filthy maturity. And this life path cannot be turned back, it is a path of no return.
Compared with them, Tang Fang's rise is very fast, like a dazzling comet, from a frontline cannon fodder to a world-renowned powerhouse in the blink of an eye. This chessboard and those old and strong in the Hilumbel region Players play against each other. Because of the rapid growth, it is possible to hold on to that precious childishness, an anomaly among the strong.
"I really hope that you can stay so naive, because in this dark social jungle, a shining star is needed to light up the road to dawn, so that those travelers who are shivering under the hunger and cold have enough. Faith takes the next step...some people call it hope, while others respectfully call it redemption, or blessing."
Tang Fang took back the hand he wanted to pour the tea, looked into his eyes and said, "What's wrong with you?" To be honest, he really didn't adapt to being so complimented by an elder who had brought soldiers to battle. He blushed and was melancholy, because the hope of others fell into weight on his shoulders. The heavier he was, the more he wanted to escape.
A black clarinet was placed in the corner of the room, glowing with breathtaking chill and calm under the cold light. It is like another Dalton Evelyn, instead of a mirror, reflecting the other self in his heart.
Mr. Lieutenant General moved his gaze from the corner of the room back to the empty cup in front of him, and shook his head again, "It's just a bit sentimental."
The Star Alliance hasn't fought a national war seriously for many years. In fact, not only the most basic-level soldiers and officers have difficulty adapting to the cruelty of the battlefield and the sadness of death, but even senior military generals like him feel uncomfortable.
Battle achievements, honor, etc., compared with the heavy casualties, what counts. The civilians only see the brilliance of victory. They don’t know that these seemingly beautiful things are made of fresh lives, nourished by the blood and corpses of soldiers. They are not beautiful at all. They are the world. The dirtiest thing.
However, born in this age, if you want to regain national sovereignty and have the status as a normal country, you must use victory to build up the barrier of dignity. Dalton would rather dedicate his life to the country he loves, although it is still full of filthy and unbearable. The same goes for young people who defend their will with sacrifices.
So he is very contradictory. On the one hand, he is lofty and patriotic; on the other hand, he is tired of war. He is not the noble children or interest group of the Monya Empire who only seeks personal glory and a way out of the family. He cannot ignore the casualties and treat the cold corpses as numbers, only for the pursuit of victory, only for the pursuit of merit.
Tang Fang understood his inner struggle, knew his anxiety and fear, but couldn't give advice. As a young man, he was not qualified to enlighten the general opposite, and as an outsider, he could not fully understand his sadness. Then the atmosphere suddenly became awkward, only the sound of tea leaves turning in the water.
Freya looked at the two aphasia, her round eyes rolled over and swung over, sometimes frowning, sometimes pouting. She was puzzled by the dynamic and quiet atmosphere changes of the old and the young on both sides of the tea table. Finally stretched out a small hand and gently placed it on Tang Fang's palm, which meant that no matter what happened, good, bad, happy, sad... Freya will always be by your side.
He couldn't help but smile, thinking that the reason why people can live like a tenacious cockroach in the dark age, trying to breathe every breath, is because this world has a lot of sadness and so many moving beauty.
Some people choose to die to escape poverty and humbleness. They do not hesitate to take away their children and destroy their own families because they do not want their children to become another selves, wasting years and wasting their lives. There are also people who choose to fight, not to bow to Qiang Quan and society, even if they shed the last drop of their body, they will leave something in this world.
The calm in the room was broken by the arrival of Johnson, Wang Xiaochuan, Taixi and others. The small room was crowded with a few people in a row, which seemed a bit crowded, the air was muddy, and the fragrance of the teapot was dispelled by the complex body odor. The faint light on the surface of the clarinet became muddy, no longer refreshing.
Dalton left the seat, Tang Fang and Tang Lin also stood up, smiling at the people. Jean Johnson was an old man with a short stature. He couldn't see much majesty between his brows, his eyes were very clear, and he appeared very wise. Wang Xiaochuan is much more burly. Although he bears an authentic Chinese name, he is Eurasian and has a big nose. When he wants to be young, he is quite heroic, but now it fades a lot, like a pair Slightly yellowed calligraphy and painting. The commander of the 9th Fleet, Mr. Tessie, has long arms and a pair of big hands. His hairy physique looked like a gibbon. Freya looked at him like a sweet and cute little girl watching the zoo with curiosity and doubt. The chimpanzees here want to know how they became humans.
Jean Johnson first apologized on behalf of everyone, because he was entangled in military affairs and did not personally greet the distinguished guests. Then he briefly explained that Wahid Kegman was not present, and then introduced Wang Xiaochuan, another deputy commander of Spartacus United. And the 9th Fleet Commander Taixi and others, after the ceremony was over, everyone took their seats in order.
The lounge is not big or magnificent. However, all of you here are soldiers and are accustomed to being pragmatic. Since Tang Fang has no opinion on this, they will not feel unhappy... even if someone can only sit on the periphery.
"Dear Mr. Tang, on behalf of all the soldiers of the 9th Fleet, I would like to thank you for your help to the Star Alliance Navy." Taixi is a maniac, and a bit impatient, for fear that others will preempt him. Thanks for what you did in this battle.
When the 9th Fleet and the 10th Fleet were blocked by the 9th Hydra Corps, the Kaleidoscope Fleet, and the Silver Fox Fleet, they were almost divided, surrounded, and then wiped out. It was the arbitrator who appeared in time to reverse the situation and save the two. At the same time as the fleet, they also created opportunities for revenge.
Before coming here, many middle-level and basic-level officers went to his office to petition, hoping to meet Captain Tang and say "thank you" in person...for themselves, the more deadly comrades in arms.
Lieutenant General Tessie did not agree to their request, because he could not get past Jean Johnson and Luc Stillberg to arrange Tang’s itinerary without authorization, but he promised to take the lead in the other fleets and convey their gratitude. Captain Tang remembered that the combat children of the 9th Fleet of the Star Alliance would never forget his kindness.
Now, he has done it, although it made Johnson a little unhappy, Wang Xiaochuan's face was also a little dark.
As the military commander of the Rutonado star system, as the commander of the Spartacus United team, they have not yet thanked Tang Fang. This gibbon actually took the lead and made such a rude behavior. It really should not be. Up.
The atmosphere at the scene was a bit embarrassing, which made Johnson and Wang Xiaochuan feel that they had lost face in front of Tang. Commanders like the 10th Fleet, 25th Fleet, and Haiger Fleet looked helpless, thinking about Lieutenant General Tessie. I was fined to write a review, I just hope that he will find a reliable guy this time to ghostwriter, otherwise it will provoke Luc Stillberg to scold him again.
Tang Fang thought it was a bit funny about Lieutenant General Taixi’s forcible slap in the face of Johnson and Wang Xiaochuan. Sure enough, there were more upright people in the army and fewer slick people. There was not so much political correctness, and there was not much potential. The transfer of benefits under the rules, at least in a country like the Star Alliance, is much less and much less.
"I just did what I was supposed to do. The general doesn't have to be like that... Don't forget, I am a citizen of the Star Alliance now, and it is part of my duty to contribute to my country and compatriots." He turned his head and looked. To Jean Johnson, Wang Xiaochuan, and others, "If everyone in this room wants to thank you again, can I choose to plug my ears? By the way... Isn’t this a bit inappropriate... Sorry, sorry, I shouldn’t Thought."
This is more than an impropriety, it can be said to be disrespectful. Although he has the ability to be proud, everyone in this room is the elderly. As a young man, he should be more humble, not proud and complacent.
Of course, let Johnson, Wang Xiaochuan and others understand what he meant. The subtext of the above sentence is, I just did what I should do, and thank you for it. Just to strengthen their authority and not make their faces look ugly, I used a self-deprecating look like I was a rogue, and I used a self-deprecating method to decline what they were doing next.
The corners of Tang Lin's eyebrows beating lightly, thinking that he is slipping again, and he is slipping again!
Jean Johnson looked like he couldn't laugh or cry, "It is said that you are not easy to deal with, and it is slippery than a loach. I didn't believe it at first, but now... I believe it."
Different from the expressions of the people around him, Lieutenant General Taixi was very proud. Even if his actions just offended his immediate superiors, he would most likely be troubled by the 10,000-character review. Fortunately, he did not live up to the trust of his sergeants and became the number one. The person who uttered thanks is also the only one who said thanks.
Wang Xiaochuan remembered the 42nd Fleet, 53rd Fleet, and 87th Fleet of the Star Alliance who had been sent by David Conan to the Karrilan Star System-Tantuk Star System to carry out the harassment mission, and asked: "Right, the 42nd Fleet and the No. The 87 fleet... how are they doing?"
This problem suddenly attracted the attention of all the generals present, and they all looked at his eyes with expectation.
Tang Fang then briefly described the encounter of the 42nd Fleet and the 87th Fleet on the wandering planet. Of course ~EbookFREE.me~ he didn't tell everyone that he had enslaved 2 Ailantes and obtained a planetary fortress. Instead, from the perspective of Halifax, the whole story was pieced together based on the intelligence gathered by the Monya Navy.
Freya squeezed hard in his palm, it didn't hurt, but itchy.
Tang Lin's face was ugly, a little sad, as if there were tears in his eyes. He thought of his parents who had been dead for many years and the happy life of the family in Recto. As for why he thinks about these very uncomfortable past events, it is because if he does not let his sadness infect him, he will let joy flood his heart---- --His eldest brother is so insidious that he can lie to the enemy, even his allies.
Make Johnson, Wang Xiaochuan and others different, the light in the eyes broke out little by little with Tang Fang’s narration. Whenever they heard the thrilling place, many people couldn’t help but let out a cold breath. The voice, his face was shocked and shocked.
Many people can't believe this is true, but Tang Fang has no reason to deceive them, and the impact of this incident is far-reaching and huge, even the thirteenth Prince Halifax of the Monya Empire has no possibility of hiding it.
There are 2 Hydra Corps, more than 2500 warships...that's it, just like a sudden death butterfly in the distance. (To be continued.)