Blessings come in pairs, and misfortunes never come alone.

Ji Xinghe felt this cruel reality a long time ago. When life in Base 5 had just returned to normal, bad news came.

"Colonel Ji Xinghe, please forgive me."

This is a message about sacrifice.

Xiao Fulai, Guo Yingcai, and Wang Tian, ​​the first-level mecha warriors who had joined the Galaxy Team for half a month, died in a battle.

After the expansion of the Galaxy Team, the number of members was reduced before it was fully staffed.

When Ji Xinghe heard the news, his face was expressionless, and his eyes were without sadness, as if he didn't care about the life and death of these three members of the Galaxy team, the federal first-level mecha warriors.

But some people nearby didn't find it strange, but felt relieved about it.

Sacrifice is inevitable in war. During the twenty-year war between the Federation and the Empire on the alien planet, it can be said that human beings sacrificed heroically at every moment.

If every sacrifice, every human sacrifice, is tragic, how can we continue to fight this war?

One general's success will destroy ten thousand bones.

Ji Xinghe, who has not yet become a general but has become a general, must remain calm when facing this kind of news.

"They are two earl-level imperial mechas."

Wang Wei, as the commander of Base No. 5, didn't know what was going on. He walked closer to Ji Xinghe every day, took the battle report and spoke in a low tone.

"Originally, the mission of the Galaxy Team was not the two Earl-class mechas. Their combat target was an imperial mecha formation. However, the situation on the battlefield was changing rapidly. When the mechas fought in groups, many of the prepared tactics could not be used.

Perfect execution, you should have experienced this before.”

"The targets of the other two mecha teams were the two count-class mechas. However, during the battle, the two count-class mechas suddenly broke away from the battle. Their imperial mechas attacked the other two mechas.

Team A made a desperate attempt to stop it."

"They have combat targets, namely the blind man and the lame man. The combat effectiveness of the blind man and the lame man did not reach the level of single-handedly fighting an earl-class mecha. Moreover, it was a melee state at the time, and Lieutenant Colonel Chen Xun's sniper attack could not provide support. In order to

To save the blind man and the lame man, the three of them chose to sacrifice themselves..."

After Wang Wei explained the situation, he looked at the expressionless Ji Xinghe and comforted him again: "This matter...how should I put it, is actually very common on the battlefield. Just like those imperial mechas can't stop your charge, nor can they

Just like preventing you from choosing a combat target, it is also difficult for us to effectively stop the empire's earl-class mechas."

When Ji Xinghe carried out an orbital airborne combat mission for the first time, Harris, who was stronger than Blind Man and Lame Man, was unable to contain a Earl-class fighter even when he teamed up with another special-level mecha warrior, Landers.

The Imperial Mecha.

Landers, a super-class mecha warrior who didn't know Ji Xinghe but was willing to tell Ji Xinghe about his experience, died in that battle.

The performance of the blind man, lame man and others' mechas has been improved after customization and modification, and the weapons have also been made of tungsten steel. The theoretical combat effectiveness is actually stronger than the previous Harris and Landers.

But what they faced were two count-level imperial mechas, and countless imperial noble mechas and regular-level mechas.

"Old Ji."

Wang Wei saw that Ji Xinghe was still expressionless and silent, and said seriously:

"Don't think about what will happen if you are present. Yes, if you are present, the two Earl-level mechas are not enough for you to fight. But the question is, can you always stand by their side?"

"Also, even if you are by their side, the situation on the battlefield is changing rapidly. It will take time for you to defeat the Earl-class mecha. Will the imperial mecha stop fighting during this time?"

Many people saw that Ji Xinghe had no sadness on his face and thought that Ji Xinghe was used to this kind of separation. However, Wang Wei, Chen Mu, Su He and other people who were more familiar with Ji Xinghe all knew that Ji Xinghe must be very sad at this time. Blame yourself.

Not only because Ji Xinghe did not fight with the Xinghe Squadron, but also because the three first-level mecha warriors who sacrificed joined the Xinghe Squadron because of Ji Xinghe.

To put it more directly, they were originally incorporated into the Disabled Soldier Company due to injuries. They can be transferred to logistics-related positions, or they can directly choose to retire and return to the Blue Star to live a normal life.

But because of Ji Xinghe, they dragged their mutilated bodies and went through hardships that outsiders could never understand before they regained the qualifications to pilot mechas and joined the Xinghe team.

But now, they have sacrificed their lives.

"There are some words for you in their last words. You should listen to them first."

Wang Wei left, Shen Mu, Su He and others also left. In the corner of the No. 66 operation area in the machine repair area, only Ji Xinghe stood there silently, staring expressionlessly at the scene not far away. General Armor loaded with spare parts.

The level of completion of the general's armor is getting higher and higher. In addition to the black technologies that are under the Federation's box, there are all kinds of high technologies used in the mecha.

In terms of the main material for building mechas, because the Federation lacks special metals like tungsten steel, it is difficult to build an imperial mecha of the level of Gu Yong, unless it is done regardless of cost, such as Li Yuanba's mecha. More than three billion.

It is difficult to imagine that a single soldier's combat power can be expended to such an extent, so there is no possibility of large-scale deployment.

But when it comes to the high-tech functions of mechas, the Federation is ahead of the Empire.

As for these new functions added to General Armor, Ji Xinghe also needs to learn how to use them and understand them clearly. His learning location is the virtual world, using the second-generation simulation system for training.

So these days he is learning and making progress, but some people can no longer learn or make progress.

If each of them could have a general's armor...

There is no need for a general's armor, a mecha of Gu Yong's level, or even a mecha of Zhanshan's level. How could they die because of two earl-level mechas?

If neural link cockpits had become popular...

Under the new generation of mecha driving mode, the strength they can exert will be even higher, and they will not be sacrificed by the two count-class imperial mechas.

There are many, many people who have sacrificed, those who are currently sacrificing, and those who will sacrifice in the future, but they may not sacrifice.

They can all return to the Blue Star alive and go home.

Just like when Ji Rong Xinyue picked up Ji Xinghe, she saluted him and sought instructions from him as the captain of the youth training team of the Xinghe team.

His instructions were to go home.

This instruction was not only given to Ji Rong Xinyue, but also to the other twelve federal mechas present at the time, the one hundred federal mechas on the Xinyue Fox, everyone in the Galaxy Team, and all the federal mecha warriors.

All soldiers of the Federation.

Ji Xinghe hopes that these people can go home.

But some people can't go home.

Looking at General A quietly, Ji Xinghe's inner emotions were extremely complicated, and even his heart-cutting knife was useless with this kind of emotion, because such sacrifices would appear again and become more and more frequent.

Cut off the water with a knife and the water will flow more easily.

It can be beheaded for a while, but it cannot be beheaded for a lifetime.

He raised his hand and woke up the screen of his bracelet. Three last words had been sent over. He put on his headphones and clicked play. While listening, Ji Xinghe looked at his general.

Do you really want to use the name General Jia?

One general's success will lead to thousands of bones drying up...

"Lao Ji, hehe, I can call you Lao Ji. Anyway, I'm recording my last words. If I'm not dead, you won't be able to hear it. If I'm dead, you won't be afraid if you hear it."

These were Xiao Fulai's last words. He was the oldest among the three first-level mecha warriors who had died, but his words were very out of touch.

Because they are all young people in their early twenties, and the oldest is only twenty-five years old. This is an age when most people on the Blue Star have not started a family and started a career, and they care more about having fun than responsibilities.

But they have shouldered the responsibility for the Federation and all mankind.

"Old Ji, I know that if you could hear these last words, you would definitely blame yourself."

"But I don't blame you. Really, I don't blame you at all. I don't think you should blame yourself, and we all think so."

"Yes, we can go home, live a normal life on the Azure Star, and enjoy the treatment of heroes."

"There will be many people who admire us and look at us with admiration, and reporters will interview us."

"If our emotional intelligence is higher, maybe we can become stars. If our writing skills are good, maybe we can write a memoir and earn a lot of fame, wealth, and honor..."

"But how should we end this memoir about our lives and this war?"

"The war is not over, and our lives are not over either, so it is destined to be a memoir without an ending."

"Or, it will have an ending that none of us want to see."

"We are going home, more people are going home, we have lost this war, and if this memoir is not released, there will no longer be a chance to be released."

"Lao Ji, we very much agree with what you said to us before."

"Compared with the suffering of the future and the suffering of our descendants, what does the suffering of now, our suffering, mean?"

"In war, someone always has to sacrifice, why can't it be us?"

"If someone is destined to sacrifice, I hope it is me who sacrifices myself, rather than me returning to the Blue Star to get married and have children, and then let my children sacrifice."

"Old Ji, your son was sacrificed. You came to the alien planet with a knife and killed us like a god coming, which shocked us all."

"But I am not you, and we are not you."

"Will there really come a day when I, who make money by writing memoirs, can afford to go under the knife?"

"It cannot be lifted, and my pen cannot kill the Imperial Orangutan."

"At that time, I will definitely regret it. Why did I give up the sword and pick up the pen? Who can help me avenge my child?"

"There will be someone who will help me take revenge, but if that person is not myself, I will die with my eyes open."

"Just like you, Lao Ji, you know that there will be many people to help you avenge your son, but you still choose to come to the alien planet in person because you don't want to die in peace."

"I won't say much more. I've been verbose for a long time, so I'll say the last sentence."

"Old Ji, don't blame yourself. This is not your order, but my own choice."
To be continued...