After breaking up the engagement, Slag Gong is really sweet to White Swan

When the secretary saw He Mingfeng again, it was already three days later.They received an urgent battle report from the front line, and the alliance did not forget to make small moves during the truce. Fortunately, the deployment was proper and the soldiers were alert, and no serious losses were caused.

"I'll arrange matters related to Emperor Star, and you can deal with it in the afternoon," He Mingfeng sat on the leather chair in the study, his face still pale and ugly, "We will return to the front line tomorrow."

The secretary secretly breathed a sigh of relief. He Mingfeng's condition was too bad. He was worried these days, afraid that Alpha would die silently. No wonder He Mingfeng didn't return to Emperor Star before, but this time he lost half his life once he came back!But fortunately, they were about to return to the front line. Looking at He Mingfeng's serious and calm face, he felt that the Marshal who made him wholeheartedly follow had returned.

"Listen, contact our people secretly and tell them that I will fully support the Crown Prince's ascension to the throne."

"What?!" The secretary dropped the folder on the ground in shock, "Marshal, are you awake now? Has your body affected your judgment?"

"I was sober and every word I said was thought out."

The secretary hurriedly said: "I can't blindly obey you just because you give me a lot of money! The current situation is that the parliament and the nobles are fighting each other. No matter how you look at it, our military should stay out of it and reap the benefits! You clearly support the Crown Prince, It is bound to offend people in the parliament, and the loss outweighs the gain! Besides, haven’t you been at odds with the Crown Prince? After he ascends the throne, what good will we have?”

"I don't deny that I have selfishness," He Mingfeng admitted bluntly, and then said: "But this decision is not entirely out of selfishness. The current situation is that if the nobles win, everything will remain the same, with a smooth transition of power and mutual checks and balances; if If the parliament wins, it will inevitably face a reshuffle of forces, and even the subversion of the political system, which is likely to trigger bloody conflicts."

"The soldiers on the front line are still fighting against the alliance. I don't like the turmoil within the empire. This kind of internal friction should be stopped. The political cloud is turbulent. The longer it drags on, the more variables will become. We are beyond our reach at the border. Why not Stand in line as soon as possible, take the initiative to advance the development of the situation, and seize the opportunity."

He paused, bowed his head and said: "And someone told me that the Crown Prince is a talented person...I trust his judgment very much."

"Your vision is indeed more comprehensive than ours, and it is more conducive to the development of the empire." The secretary adjusted his glasses, apparently convinced by him, but still worried: "But

I must remind you that if you do this, the final result is likely to be that the nobles are ungrateful, and the parliament is offended. "

"I'm just a ungrateful person. Look, who is left by my side? I'm alone." He Mingfeng waved his hand wearily, "Go, I've thought about it carefully, and doing so can at least avoid a meaningless social turmoil , they are political, and we are soldiers — soldiers should point their guns at the enemy."

"Yes, Marshal." The secretary gave him a military salute, and before going out, he turned back hesitantly and said, "The selfishness you mentioned just now, do you mean... Your Excellency the Duke?" These days he takes everything seriously Here, what else do you not understand?All of He Mingfeng's gaffes were related to Shen Liangyue. Could this be the hero's sad beauty?

"I love him," He Mingfeng didn't hide anything, he pointed to his heart, and said word by word: "If he gets engaged to the crown prince, the first bloody conflict will happen right here."

The next day, Shen Liangyue received a delicate red rose and an unsigned card.He casually picked up the rose on the tray, and as if by magic, a bright red diamond fell out from the heart of the rose!He looked at the elegant and beautiful handwriting on the card in surprise: "The heart of roses should belong to roses, I hope you don't refuse. Because of my stupidity, I broke the real heart of roses - that is the priceless treasure in the world, this diamond Just in case."

Shen Liangyue felt an unspeakable feeling in her heart, of course he knew who sent it, he often received such cards before, and he was reluctant to throw each one away.He hesitated while playing with the rose, this diamond is indeed very precious, but Shen Liangyue is not too unbearable, it seems a bit deliberate to insist on going back, but it seems a little inappropriate to keep it.

After much deliberation, he finally had someone send the diamond back to the Marshal's mansion, but there was no one there.

He Mingfeng rushed back to the front without stopping. Everything was in order. The team attacked by the alliance reported the situation to him, and the staff immediately proposed a counterattack plan, planning to blow up an enemy arsenal.

The tense life on the front line left him no time to think about other things. He had to arrange meetings for several days, and the truce period was about to end. They must give the alliance a hard mouth.

On the eve of the start of the war, He Mingfeng, as the supreme commander, personally received the death squads who had been selected for the task.

"The empire will remember your contribution." He shook the warm hand of the young warrior, whether it was sneaking into the arsenal, or

It is detonating a bomb, and it is dangerous and close to death. "If you have any request, you can ask me."

"Yuan, Marshal, this is my honor." The soldier stammered nervously and excitedly, "I hope to have one last, one last phone call with my family."

This is a top-secret mission. The communication network of the entire base is strictly controlled, and the soldiers are cut off from the outside world. Only He Mingfeng's office has a power grid that can communicate with the outside world. He said without hesitation: "Yes, but it involves a confidential mission. , I'll be there to monitor."

"Thank you, thank you very much!" The young soldier dialed the phone number at home. He took a deep breath and said with a trembling voice, "Mom, it's me..."

When He Mingfeng heard it, there was a moment of silence on the receiver, and then there was a series of caring inquiries and slight complaints. The mother called her son's nickname one after another, and talked about the details and trivial matters in life. The words were also interrupted by the mother, the old couple exchanged a few words, and then asked about his return date together.

They were extremely proud that their son entered the special forces and was promoted to a non-commissioned officer, but He Mingfeng was already the supreme commander of the empire, so who would be proud of him?He does not have such a home, and no one cares about his life and asks when he will come back.

Tears were already in the soldier's eyes. He brushed off the difficult question, and suddenly heard a very soft voice say: "...I will also wait for your return."

"Baby," the soldier's voice became soft, "how are you? I miss you so much..."

"Hmm..." The voice was a little shy, and said in a low voice: "My clothes will soon be covered with embroidered daisies, you...you haven't forgotten what you said?"

"... what I promised you," he suppressed his sobs and said word by word, "I will never forget it in my life."

The voice laughed softly, full of happy expectations, "Then I'll wait for you."

"...it is good."

The other side was reluctant to hang up the phone. They listened to each other's breathing for a long time, and after a burst of noise, the voice said: "Dad told me to go back, you must take care."

"Baby...bye."

The moment the phone turned into a busy tone, the soldier finally burst into tears.He Mingfeng put down the monitor, and he waited until the soldier's mood calmed down a little, and then said like a friend chatting: "Is he your lover?"

"Yes, we are neighbors," the soldier smiled shyly with red eyes, "We have been together since childhood."

He Mingfeng felt a little sour in his heart, and then asked: "The clothes are embroidered with little chicks.

Chrysanthemum, what do you mean? "

"Ah, that's our local custom. When omega's clothes are embroidered with daisies, it means that he is going to get married." The soldier paused, lowered his head and said in a low voice, "I promised to marry him, but now ...I hope he will wait for me, and I don't want him to wait for me all the time..."

Perhaps no one understands this contradictory mentality better than He Mingfeng, just like he hopes that Shen Liangyue can be happy, but he doesn't want his happiness to be due to completely abandoning their past relationship.He walked over and patted the soldier on the shoulder, and said with a sigh: "It is so lucky to have someone waiting for you, looking forward to you, and thinking of you. I really envy you. I wish you a safe return."

"Thank you, Marshal." The soldiers saluted him slowly. In fact, they all knew that this mission was extremely difficult, and it was impossible to come back alive, but the soldiers of the empire must move forward fearlessly.

The office door was closed, and He Mingfeng sat on the leather chair, resting his head on his hands and staring at the door in a daze.All the arrangements are ready and just waiting to be activated. This is the first time he has been free since he returned to the front line. He can't help but think of what happened after reuniting with Shen Liangyue. It reverberated in his ears, shaking his eardrums to hurt, and his headache was about to split—maybe it wasn't the crisp sound of the porcelain cup breaking on the ground, but the more violent heartbreaking sound accompanied by every heartbeat.

Cold sweat broke out on He Ming's head, he took out the sedative medicine from the drawer, and swallowed a few pills by force, but it didn't work.He tore off the disciplinary buckle on his military uniform, panting heavily, the voice in his ear was mixed with the nagging of the young soldier's parents and the gentle laughter of his lover in the loud crackling noise.

Someone was waiting for the soldier to go back, but He Mingfeng was homeless. To some extent, this soldier's life was much more valuable than his.If the soldier died in this mission, many people would cry heartbrokenly for him, but what about He Mingfeng?Who will shed a few tears for him?How many people will applaud?

Some people may be sad, but they are only sad because the marshal of the empire died, not because of "He Mingfeng".He knew that he had fallen into a narrow and pessimistic mood, but once this thought sprouted, the despair and pain temporarily suppressed by the overload of work swept over again. No medicine worked, and he was already dying.He couldn't control his evoked thoughts, this was probably the most honorable way to end the pain, and he had fantasized about dying on the battlefield more than once.

He Mingfeng supported

The desk stood up, took out a stack of documents from the lockbox, and began to sort them out one by one, and wrote detailed instructions. The lights in the command room were kept on until midnight.

There are still 15 minutes before the departure time. The young soldier is lurking in the grass with a powerful bomb on his back. He is the elite in the team. No one is more professional than him when it comes to stealth and blasting.

He once again calculated the mission process in his mind. He would break through the nine blockades overnight with the bomb on his back, sneak into the alliance's weapon depot protected by heavy troops, and detonate the bomb at the designated location.The chance of escaping is very slim, and he must be prepared to die with the enemy.

Time passed by every minute and every second, and the soldier's nerves became more and more tense. Suddenly, someone patted him on the shoulder silently from behind.

作者有话要说：感谢在2020-07-0604:30:22~2020-07-0622:53:38期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels who threw the mines: Qianlan, 1 piece of old snow from the old city;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!