On the Possibility of Pets Dominating Interstellar

The battles were victorious again and again, the troops continued to advance, the soldiers all had smiles on their faces, and the troops were beaming with joy, as if they were about to celebrate a festival.

This was a good thing, but experienced veterans who had experienced many wars felt that this was not a good sign.Lessons from ancient times have taught them that underestimating the enemy is a sign of an army's defeat, but no matter how they warn and advise, it will only affect the familiar soldiers around them, and they are really powerless to the entire legion and even the interstellar coalition forces.

Under such circumstances, the superior actually released the news that the interstellar generals will hold a commendation meeting, which will be held on the planet Dess just recovered by the interstellar coalition forces. It will be broadcast live during lunch the day after tomorrow, and officers and soldiers at all levels are required to watch it while eating.

"Is the general crazy!" A veteran looked stunned when he heard the news. "The atmosphere in the army is so impetuous. Not only did he not restrain himself, but he also held a commendation meeting to cheer them on?"

"Oh, our general is still too young. He has enough strategy and lack of composure." Another veteran sighed, "As soon as the war improves, a commendation meeting will be held. I hope the Zerg will not take advantage of the unstable morale to counterattack."

The two of them raised their heads in the vicissitudes of life, and found that except for the two of them sitting on the steps worrying, the other soldiers were happily discussing the commendation meeting, and the young soldier smiled brightly, "I can finally relax for a few days!"

The veteran grimaced and let out a long sigh.

Two days later, the Interstellar Alliance Commendation Conference was held as scheduled. Not only the entire army watched it, but hundreds of millions of users on the Interstellar Network waited in the live broadcast hall, and the number of people continued to soar. Finally, the data stability of the live broadcast hall was controlled.

In fact, not only the veterans, before the commendation conference, the military critics on the Internet also depreciated more than praised.Some harsh-spoken bluntly said that Yu Sheng was "brain flooded" and "all his fame was ruined by the commendation meeting"

Regardless of the external comments, the commendation meeting was held on time.The war correspondent was a girl in her early twenties, and she was reporting for everyone in the β Fang Huo Ri Gong Shui Lin display area. She was standing by the awarding platform, and the camera was projected onto the awarding platform, showing the whole scene of the commendation ceremony.

【Hey, it's quite crude, there's no table at all】

[It seems that although the general's brain is full of water, he still knows how to save money in wartime]

【Why!General Yu Sheng is out!so hot!my dream man! 】

[Hehe, the brainless know how to look at the face, superficial]

Yu Sheng was wearing a military uniform, standing in front of a small wooden table, with a solemn expression, holding a stack of items that were seen as medals in his hands. military salute.

Those who were discussing couldn't help but stop, staring at Yu Sheng, wanting to hear Yu Sheng's next speech.

"The commendation meeting for the Interstellar Alliance is now being held." Yu Sheng's speech was not fast, and could even be called slow. "In the first round, the 980 million soldiers who died were awarded martyr awards."

There is no music, no flowers and applause, and there are only large stretches of silence.In this silence, Yu Sheng solemnly buried a bright medal in the soil under his feet, and paid another military salute.

"The short-lived victory cost the lives of 980 million soldiers." Yu Sheng's voice was indifferent, as if without a trace of personal emotion, he was just stating a fact, but those who watched the live broadcast were worried. They have never faced this huge and cruel number, this bloody reality, as they do now.

Not just the lives of 980 million people, it may mean more - 980 million parents have lost their children, 980 million children have lost their father or mother, and 980 million are waiting for their loved ones Those who return will only receive cold military medals.

980 million families were broken up.

I don’t know if the officials forgot to check the weather forecast of Planet Dess. The sky suddenly became cloudy, and there was a light rain. The rain hit the camera lens unexpectedly. , the rain activated the self-protection system of the camera, and the live broadcast became clear again.

The cold rain drenched Yu Sheng's hair, face, shoulders, and soul.

Yu Sheng's Adam's apple rolled, as if some emotions were forcibly suppressed by him, he glanced at the camera, and left the simple podium, the camera moved with Yu Sheng's figure, revealing the scenery around the podium, belonging to the planet Dyss.

Perhaps the word "scenery" should not be used, because the city of Days, which was once prosperous and lively, full of flowers and laughter, now only remains of dilapidated buildings and tall weeds. Into the chilly rain.Grey hangs over the planet, which has become a dead star.

Yu Sheng rejected the raincoat handed over by the reporter, smiled gently, and said, "Since you're already wet, there's no need to waste it." After speaking, he looked at the camera and continued, "The second round, for everyone The soldiers who bravely killed the enemy on the battlefield are awarded, because of you, we regained the planet that was once occupied, but..."

Yu Sheng didn't say the following words, but everyone's soul seemed to have been hit hard.

What about recovering it?A destroyed house can be rebuilt, and a broken flower and tree can be replanted. However, those fresh human beings, those who once lived here happily like them, will never come back.

The reason why war is cruel is not because of how many buildings and fields it destroyed, but because of how many warm homes it tore apart.

"My comrades-in-arms." Yu Sheng's eyes were so dark that there was no trace of impurity. When he stared at the camera seriously, almost everyone held their breath, "My alma mater told me that fighting for the family, Although death is eternal. Yes, countless lives have been forged into blood swords, and finally defeated the Zerg race, but what do we want? Is to beat them back to the Zerg Planet, cultivate for a hundred years or even a thousand years, and come back again to invade our territory. Home?"

"No."

A deep voice passed through the rain curtain and landed in Yu Sheng's ears. Yu Sheng opened his eyes wide in surprise, following the sound, he saw the tall figure in simple clothes.

Frey also didn't wear a raincoat or an umbrella. He let the rain soak his face, walked straight to Yu Sheng's side, and stretched out his hand to hold Yu Sheng's palm.

"The Zerg should pay the price of extermination." A race that can only invade, a cruel and cold race, can only comfort those lives that have passed away by completely disappearing in the interstellar.