People in Tianquan Galaxy will always remember that night.

The conspiracy of Zhou Dunhou, the second largest planet in the galaxy, Daliang Star, went bankrupt. Francis, the mercenary leader of the Great Eagle Empire, was captured alive. The news that four of his starships were destroyed dominated the screen. When people were in a rage, a news came from the starry sky.

The video, which was authorized by the Federal Ministry of War, dominated the news.

As thousands of federal soldiers roared with the song "The Great Wall Will Never Fall", a young general they had never seen before stood in the corner of the restaurant, leaning against the porthole that could see the endless void, and spoke to the entire Tianquan

Galaxies announces Galaxies.

The mercenary invasion fleet has reached three integrated fleets, and what is confronting them is the 9th Fleet, the last available mobile force of the Federation. For hundreds of years, the Federation has never retreated in the face of powerful enemies, and the 9th Fleet will not retreat.

We can only fight, but with a strength gap of one to three, we will die in battle.

As an independent fleet that the people of the Federation have never heard of and a young general they have never seen, Rear Admiral Tang Lang will lead the independent fleet to assist the 9th Fleet.

People were surprised by the young major general's determination and even more surprised by his youth. It wasn't until a young female officer squeezed through the crowd and hung a golden victory medal on his chest that people suddenly realized that youth or family background is not a major general.

The key to a commander's promotion is his illustrious military exploits.

Some people may doubt that the young major general's rank is due to the power behind it, but no one in the Southwest Federation will doubt the origin of the Victory Medal. To obtain the Victory Medal, it must be submitted by the Ministry of Military Affairs, reviewed by the Head of State, signed by the Federal Head of State, and signed by the People's Assembly.

More than 70% of the members voted to approve. If there is such a person who can handle all the dignitaries in these three major departments, even if he does not have military merit, it can only be said that no one can match his ability or energy. Unfortunately, Southwest

In the thousands of years since the founding of the Federation, there has never been such a monster. The winners all have outstanding military achievements that can be used.

The young man in the uniform of a general, not handsome but handsome, stood in front of hundreds of federal soldiers who stood solemnly in front of him. With a voice as loud as spring thunder, he issued an order to everyone in the Tianquan Galaxy: Now, the whole country is in arms!

The entire galaxy is boiling.

.........

"I'm afraid I won't have a chance

Say goodbye to you

Because I might never see you again

I'm leaving tomorrow

Familiar place and you

to separate

My tears just fall down

I will remember your face

I will cherish the thoughts you give me

These days are in my heart

will never be erased

I can't promise you

will i come back again

Do not look back

Go on without looking back

...

This is the veteran bar at the corner of Luoxia City in Yangxiang. The light box without the expensive projector sign at the door is showing neon. At night, there will be a few old and disrepaired light tubes that go out.

Four months ago, a resident singer came here. Surprisingly, this resident singer was not the kind of woman with short skirts and fishnet stockings that the retired soldiers who gathered here to enjoy cheap wine liked, but a woman in her thirties.

man.

The man has a long scar on his face, and his eyes are profound. His voice is very beautiful, but it is a pity that he has lost two legs. Although the two alloy legs support him in walking and running, it doesn't matter, but Veteran Bar

All the customers here know that it will be difficult for him to gallop around the battlefield like before.

Such a disabled veteran should not be short of money. The severely disabled military allowance is enough for him to live for the rest of his life without worrying about food and clothing. Perhaps he comes here because most of the customers here are veterans! They have their beloved food here.

It is dark green, and there are models of firearms that are damaged and can only be used as decorations, and there are also customers who still maintain a somewhat military style when walking and talking.

This is also the reason why every veteran sits here and drinks two drinks in his spare time.

When a man sits on a small stool, leans on a microphone, and sings old songs with a captivating voice, the tables in this small bar will be filled up several times before he knows it.

The boss is also a person with a story. When he saw the man, he felt that it was not simple. When he sang a song, a person with a story like him felt the same. So he wanted to keep someone, so he reluctantly offered a high price.

The result finally proved that his approach was extremely wise. After this man arrived, the noisy and noisy atmosphere in the veteran bar was gone. This man was surprisingly able to master many types of songs in the universe and accurately sang those styles.

, and every time he sings, his deeply experienced eyes and voice are perfectly integrated. Throughout the night, everyone will be immersed in the powerful atmosphere he creates.

And his songs are often able to touch people's hearts. Those songs make many veterans hold a wine bottle in one hand and slap the rhythm on their thighs with the other. Some even burst into tears. This song is said to come from thousands of years ago.

An old song is the most requested song in the bar. Everyone can't help but think of the scene when he picked up his backpack and left the military camp to say goodbye to his comrades.

Some good-byes are never seen again!

And just when Tang Lang's image appeared on the big screen in the bar, issuing a recruitment order to the veterans of the entire Tianquan Galaxy, the man's song stopped abruptly.

This man with thick, curly hair, unkempt beard, and an air of decadence all over his body took one last sip of the beer that a group of veterans at table 13 ordered for him. When he raised his head again, he saw the drifting madness in his eyes.

The laziness has disappeared, replaced by a bright light that no one has ever seen.

He told his boss that he was leaving.

The boss seemed to have expected it, and he reluctantly paid his salary, but he didn't ask for it, and stuffed it back into the boss's breast pocket, "The girl who sits by the window at half past seven every day,

Do you think people are really free and come to your shabby bar every day just to listen to an uncle singing? She is here for you. You are almost old. You should also consider whether it is time to have a companion. Qian I

If there’s no need, just invite these brothers who support me every day to have a drink.”

The veterans in the audience had complicated eyes. Some of them, like this man, stood tall and straight, automatically lining up.

According to federal law, when the federal government issues a call-up order for retired soldiers, except for retired officers and soldiers who are in good health within five years and must report to the nearest military camp, the rest of the retired soldiers who have physical disabilities and who have exceeded five years are all voluntary.

Most of the people here are in their forties or fifties. If they are not officers, they have been retired for more than ten years. Including men with disabled legs, they are not included in Tang Lang's recruitment.

Many people want to persuade this man who has lost his legs. He has already dedicated his legs to the Federation, and no one in this country will demand anything from him.

But the sound fell silent after the man solemnly took out a second-class fearless medal from his chest-lined purse and hung it on his chest.

About seven or eight people within the recruitment range have already stood up and quickly lined up in front of the man. The eyes of all the veterans were frozen, and they stood up and faced the man who had sat on the stage singing for them countless nights.

man salutes.

According to federal military law, retired officers and soldiers are respected by the level of military medals before they have clear military positions, and the second-class fearless medal is the limit that federal officers and soldiers can imagine in a peaceful state.

The medal is called fearless, and the person who wears it is even more fearless!

"Brother, can I ask, which army did you serve in before?" The boss, who was at least forty years old, asked the man with a look of surprise on his face.

The man pointed at Tang Lang, who was saluting the entire galaxy, and grinned, "He was once my commander!"

He patted his two alloy legs, "If it weren't for this thing, I should be the one standing in front of him now." He touched the fearless medal on his chest with one hand, and tears came to his eyes, "This one

The medal is not for my two legs, it is for me and my brothers to kill the Jiepen people's 9th generation mecha. However, I am alive and they are dead."

The veterans finally understood why this man with outstanding merits could sing "Goodbye" so directly to the deepest part of people's hearts, because he really said goodbye to his comrades, and that farewell lasted a lifetime.

"Sir, the former 1st Fleet..."

"Sir, the former Southwest Military Region..."

"Sir, the former Northeast Military Region..."

The retired soldiers who met the requirements of the call-up order gave military salutes to the men one by one and reported their original unit number.

"Sir, Yan Fei, the former staff sergeant of the Southwest Military Region, is reporting to you! Requesting to join the team." A veteran who is at least over 50 years old and has some gray hair squeezes out of the crowd and stands among a group of young retirees in their 30s.

The soldiers at the end of the queue saluted the man solemnly.

The man lost his legs, but veteran Yan Fei lost an arm. During a conflict at the border, a metal bullet penetrated the armor and severed his arm. The mecha soldier who lost his arm was no longer able to control the keyboard-type mecha.

After he retired, he often lamented why he was happy not to die with his comrades.

The man returned the salute solemnly to the veteran, then walked up to him and patted him on the shoulder.

"Xiao Zhang, do you think I am useless because I have no arms?" The veteran who had a premonition felt very sad.

The man smiled and said, "Brother, you once told me that all of you old comrades-in-arms are injured and dead. You veterans have already paid a lot for the Federation. You and your comrades-in-arms

Our battle is over. Next, it’s up to us, the new batch of young federal men, to take over the guns in your hands and stand on the battlefield where you once stood. Brother, do you believe us?"

The veteran's eyes flashed with tears and he nodded fiercely, "I believe it!"

"Thank you for your trust, brother!" The man turned around resolutely and left with eight retired soldiers.

"Then, I'm going to join my brothers and start our battle."

"Wait for us, let's go together!" At least twenty more people in the bar rushed out of the bar door and joined the marching queue.

The boss, who had been there for a while, stamped his feet, as if he had made a decision, and left his personal brain in the hands of the veteran, "Tell that girl that the bar belongs to her, and if I can come back, she is willing,

I will marry her!"

"What if I can't come back?"

"Then you can't come back!"
To be continued...