Alternative Rival

But any politician with a long brain will not tell the truth of the matter to the public. The marshal is approaching his deadline this year, and the result of dying without a problem is naturally the best. Except for the knowledge of heaven and earth, only Jiang Han, Ke Lan and the marshal Qi Lei, his teacher, knew that even he treated the other high-level officers of the military with the same caliber: the marshal died, and he was elected.

As expected by everyone, Jiang Han easily ascended to the supreme position of the country with his outstanding military achievements, and began to take over various affairs left by the marshal. Ke Lan was promoted to general and continued to sit in the army. The final stage of the war.

The people are still worried about the war, and the extremely smooth transition of power has not brought any turmoil to the country.At the same time, in order to respond to the wartime situation, the Military Commission represented by Jiang Han issued a decree: to increase the physical training of junior colleges in junior colleges, and every year ten schools jointly hold a grand competition, and the winner can take advantage of the education subsidized by the state resource.

This decree did not cause any waves at the time. After all, it was a wartime, and it was understandable to stimulate the young fighting spirit. It is just that some sensitive people have already smelled a little abnormality from it. The marshal disagreed a little.Scholars who have in-depth research on history will find that every time the country issues a decree related to the infancy, it is actually subtly changing the social structure.

Among them are Dr. Xi and Principal Shen who have retired from the school long ago.

When I saw this decree promulgated on the TV news, Xi Xian was pruning the branches and leaves of flowers and plants, Shen Heng was sitting on the recliner, holding a bucket of ice cream, eating leisurely, listening to the broadcast.

"We're going to hold a grand competition again? How many years has it been since this happened?" Shen Heng put the ice cream on the stool at hand, frowned and said, "Isn't this intentional to make those bastards fight you to the death? Resources? Has the Military Commission been kicked in the head by a donkey?"

The movements of Xi Xian's hands paused, and he raised his head to look at the TV hanging on the wall. A trace of worry flashed in his eyes behind the lens: "This is to spread the teaching methods of Baiyang and Feihong College to all elementary colleges. ?"

Shen Heng said: "It looks like it is. You must know that Bai Yang and Fei Hong are notoriously domineering and domineering. If all the young people follow their example, will there be room for the weak to survive?"

Xi Xiandao: "Is there anyone who objected?"

Shen Heng said: "I just posted it today. If there is any objection, it should have come out on the Internet." Before Xi Xian could speak, Shen Heng had already taken out the tablet, swiped through the comments on the Internet, Xi Xian took off the plastic gloves, half-bent Bend down and lean over to look.

Sure enough, because it was a wartime situation, most people agreed with this decree, and only a few people pointedly stated that in the long run, this would be a retrogression of history. Tianxiu people are different from ordinary humans, with a desire to conquer and fight in their bones The desire is very strong, if it is not channeled, it will be encouraged, and the consequences will be disastrous.But these opinions were either buried in the long comments, or they were bitten by others. Shen Heng became more and more frightened as he scrolled down. He couldn't help cursing: "Are these people all mentally retarded?!"

He immediately clicked on the input box, typed a line of words on it, and tore it up on the spot through the network cable.

Xi Xian was not that excited, and even comforted him in reverse: "Don't get angry with these foolish people. Maybe most of these people are graduates from the academies of Baiyang Feihong, so they are not worth it. Senior Brother Jiang issued the decree." Yes, I will ask him later if he is free, and ask him to come over for a meal someday and talk about it."

"Okay, I'll ask him now."

The news that was sent out fell silent. Those civilian officers who sit on the military channel were mentioned by the TV station. They always said that they were conducive to the selection of talents. No one raised any objections. I won't believe it.

Half a month later, one evening, Xi Xian blocked Jiang Han who was coming back to see his own Qizi at Jinxuan across the road. The smile on Jiang Han's face was a bit cold, and he rejected his invitation with a look of alienation, and immediately calmed down as if nothing had happened. He straightened his collar, and walked towards the door with a haughty face, apparently without the slightest desire to talk.

The shadow in the dark corner under the sun stretched out its black wings quietly.In a trance, Xi Xian saw Jiang Han's smug smile when he brushed against him.

The second day after Lin Jian came back, Jiang Han met them again. This time Lin Lang didn't reject him so much, and answered his question a few times, but he still hid behind Lin Jian, not daring to expose himself , it seems that the person opposite will eat him while he is not paying attention.

The greed in Jiang Han's eyes is very well hidden. He wants to get this royal blood, but the purpose is not to cancel the coming-of-age ceremony, but to cancel the soul traction, so that the Tianxiu people's iron armor can conquer the whole universe.If possible, he would also let the tree of souls bear fruit without stopping, so that Tianxiu people would live forever, and create a prosperous world that truly belonged to Tianxiu people.His heart trembled for his great goal that was about to be realized.

Lin Jian's words pulled him back from his imagination.

She suggested: "Marshal, before bringing Lin Lang to the genetic center, I would like to have the doctor check his body first. The ancient Tianxiu people have been weak since childhood, and they have just passed through the turbulence of time and space. I am afraid that there may be hidden dangers. It’s better to rule it out first.”

Jiang Han suppressed the rising displeasure, nodded lightly and said: "The doctor is right, how about it, I will arrange an aircraft tomorrow to send you to the capital, and find the top doctor to do a detailed examination for Lin Lang. "

Lin Jian said: "Thank you Marshal, I have one more thing, I want Marshal to help."

"You said."

"I want to go back to Bikong and find something. Please ask the Marshal for approval."

"what?"

"It's an ancient book." Lin Jian said, "When Zhao Qingge sent us back that day, we made an appointment to dig them out in the future. There may be clues in that ancient book. I want to go back and find it."

Jiang Han showed a puzzled expression: "Dig it out?"

Lin Jian briefly described the things he encountered in ancient times. Jiang Han was stunned for a moment before he smiled and said, "In just a few years, your experience is really wonderful. Okay, then I will send a special plane tomorrow. I'll take you to Bikong directly."

Yanying said: "Marshal, Fu Le and I also want to go back to Bikong."

Jiang Han said briskly, "Okay."

Lin Lang heard from their conversation that he wanted to separate from Lin Jian, so he quit immediately, grabbed Lin Jian's sleeve and protested: "I don't want to separate from you!"

Lin Jian comforted: "No one will harm you, don't be afraid, you stay with your brothers and sisters first, and I will find you in a few days."

Lin Lang's mouth narrowed, and he began to cry in a rare way: "Anyway, I just don't want to be separated from you! I don't want it, I don't want it, I don't want it!"

Lin Jian looked at Jiang Han in embarrassment: "This...how about waiting for us to come back from Bikong?"

Jiang Han said: "Forget it, let him leave if he doesn't want to separate. I'll transfer all the doctors to Bikong, so you can go to Bikong together. I hope everything goes well and Bo Jue and Zhao Qingge are rescued safely. I'm going to ask the Military Commission to draft a copy." Commendation list, when this matter is completely settled, we will hold a commendation meeting for you."

Yan Ying said carelessly: "Marshal, what can we get promoted to?"

Jiang Han pondered for a while, and said: "At least everyone should be promoted to one rank. Those who perform well can jump three ranks in a row. For someone like Zhao Qingge who has made great contributions, there is no doubt about a major general. Hey, I only hope that she can still live Accept the commendation."

What I said made everyone present sink in their hearts. After all, like a frozen body preserved for thousands of years, only Jian Shiming has been found. They don't know the specific reason and how to operate it. Is the person really still alive? ?Could it be just their unrealistic fantasy?What if you are already dead?

Amidst the various concerns, a private aircraft exclusively for the military arrived at the apron of the Bikong Academy on the second day. The hatch opened, and a dozen or so young men jumped out one after another, some adults and some young. There is also a foreigner who obviously does not look like a Tianxiu.

After the fledgling jumped down, she opened her arms towards the top, and the foreigner just jumped into her arms.

Lin Jian put Lin Lang down and held his hand instead. Yan Ying, Fu Le and a few special team members who volunteered to help followed behind, forming a semi-surrounded defense structure. Lin Jian really enjoyed it The feeling of going on tour in microservices.

Lin Lang just walked a few steps, raised his head, and pointed at the young boy who was training on the playground in front of him and sighed: "It's amazing!"

Lin Jian said: "This is our culture. We are competitive and competitive. There are advantages and disadvantages."

After a few glances, Lin Jian felt that this group of young people was a bit too cruel, it was just ordinary training, why did it feel like you were fighting to the death?Is it possible that the waves behind the Yangtze River push the waves ahead, and has my old wave been photographed on the beach?

Without thinking too much, a group of people bypassed the playground and walked to the library along the path of memory.

History is always surprisingly similar.When passing a corner on the way, everyone heard some unusual sounds, the thud of their backs hitting the wall, the muffled groans of enduring pain, and the cursing of "bastard" and "dog thing".

It's campus bullying.

Lin Jian, who had suffered a lot from it, put Lin Lang's hand into Fu Le's: "Wait here, I'll go and have a look."

Fu Le nodded.

She walked a few steps, stood still, remained silent for a second, then turned around and said, "Well, you should come with me."

What if I can't beat it myself?It's too late to dig a hole when you fail to help others but get beaten up...