Counterfeit Hero

July 25, 2063. The West York and Broidy governments held a press conference announcing that former President LeRay Hamilton would be tried on July 28.

Just fifteen hours after this lively press conference ended with the media from various countries in Western Europe hyping it up and asking questions. Hamilton committed suicide in prison at the age of 57. He simply refused to enter the enemy's court by dying.

"You can't let me lower my head in court and obey your mercy. You must be very disappointed!" This is what he wrote on the wall with a pen. This sentence is undoubtedly reflected on the faces of Siyo and Brody. A loud slap in the face.

After receiving the news of Hamilton's death, the Fifa Union Parliament immediately stopped the ongoing meeting and made a resolution. Flags were flown at half-mast to pay tribute to the politician who led Leray's heroic resistance to aggression.

When the Union flag of the Union of Fiji was slowly lowered in front of the Parliament building of the Union of Fiji, located southwest of Fearless Square in Heidfield, the capital of Feiyang, the member states of the Union of Fiji also announced that the flags of the Union of Fiji were lowered to half-mast in honor of Hamilton. Lowering the national flag for a foreign leader is unprecedented in the history of many countries.

Francis, Commander-in-Chief of the Supreme Command of the Fiyan Alliance and President of the Fiyan Republic. Tang Zhenhai, the rotating chairman of the Fifa League in July, and the co-director of the Tatania Free League. Hastings, commander-in-chief of the High Command of the Feiyang Allied Forces, delivered speeches respectively. Praise Hamilton for his outstanding contribution to the Fiji League's resistance to Western aggression, and affirm the status and role of the Leray Federation in the Fiji League. He also vowed that all members of the Fiji League will make every effort to win this war. Return Hamilton's spirit in heaven, a complete, wealthy and free LeRay Commonwealth.

Immediately, in Fearless Square, opposite the FIL Parliament Building, the FIL held a rally to commemorate Hamilton. It was under the July sun when Flavio, president of Leray's government-in-exile, stepped onto the podium. The whole world. It seemed as if everything fell silent at this moment.

Hundreds of thousands of people gathered in Fearless Square and people from other countries watching through live broadcast were silent.

For most of them, the name Hamilton is unfamiliar. That's not their president. If it were in peaceful times. They only pay attention to the news when they happen to see it, and then forget about it.

And now, this war has closely linked this person to them.

The president of an allied country was captured and committed suicide!

everyone. All in shock and sadness. Feeling confused.

Leray Federation. This is an insignificant small country in the Filipina Union. Leave an impression on them. There are simply too few. Even this war started in Leray. They are also unfamiliar with this distant country. The Patriotic War in Leledi. It seems to be something from another world and another era.

Until today, four years later. They just felt the war. Bring changes to their lives.

but. That's just to get their attention. Just put it on the war situation in your own country. There are countless ruins in Lelei. Countless displaced people. On the Lere people's life and struggle. They know nothing.

Flavio stands in front of Hamilton's portrait. After a few deep breaths. The voice slowly sounded from the loudspeaker: "He was standing right behind me. I can still feel his eyes and his smile."

"Rather than my praise and condolences for him, I know better what he wants to say... So, let me tell you together with him. A war that you don't understand."

Flavio's voice, broadcast across the square. echoed over the square. Through the trembling voice, people can clearly feel the suppressed anger and sadness in the heart of the pale and haggard old man in this shot.

"Everyone knows that Le Lei has been fighting for four years. However, few people know the specific data of this never-ending war so far." Flavio raised a list in his hand: "This list , I always want to forget. However, these data are like knives. They are engraved in my heart. Let me tell you what is written on this list. "

"Let me tell you, in the past four years, 1,026 towns and cities in Lere have been reduced to ruins. Let me tell you, 650 million people in Lere have become homeless! Let me tell you , nearly 200 million people in Lelei died in the war, and let me tell you, we have nearly 30 million Lelei soldiers who died on the battlefield!"

The old man's sonorous voice became louder and louder each time. Many people covered their mouths in shock.

These data made them tremble.

"Do you feel sympathy?" Flavio raised his head and said: "No! Don't cry for us! We don't need sympathy! We are proud of our country, our nation! These are Lere people, for freedom, The price we paid for territorial integrity and resistance to aggression! We never regret it!"

"No one can understand the hardship and cruelty of this war." Flavio looked at the clear sky. In front of him, the broad main road in the center of the square stretched into the distance, where people were already crowded. His voice seemed to be in the sky: "Our president, leading the 1.7 billion people of Lelay, resisted Gacharin, resisted Desik, resisted Suss, resisted Jepen! Although, their combined The military strength is sixteen times ours..."

"Thirty million soldiers in Lelei lost their lives, but they defended our land for four full years. They annihilated enemies twice as many as them!" A smile appeared on the corner of the old man's mouth, and tears welled up in his eyes. He turned around, but stubbornly did not shed any tears: "Today...we lost another soldier." Flavio's words were like heavy hammers, hitting everyone's hearts. As the old man fought back tears. Countless people from the Fiji League who gathered at the scene and in front of the huge public light screen TV were already crying. Those data shocked them, it was a catastrophe, a disaster!

People suddenly discovered that the name LeRae became real because of the smiling portrait of Hamilton hanging in the middle of the venue. That sky full of artillery fire, that billowing smoke, that gunfire, that gunfire. As in front of your eyes, as in your ears. They saw and heard so clearly the Lere people's struggle and the Lere people's cries.

"...A year ago, I was sitting in his home. I saw him curled up, holding his face, and like countless Leray families, weeping for his eldest son who was killed in the battle... .....That was a handsome young man. He died at the Newton Galaxy space jumping point." The old man's voice was trembling: "And today, he also went.".

"He is a lawyer, a mature politician, the president of Lere, a woman's husband and the father of two children." Flavio turned back and stared at Hamilton's photo quietly. He was so proud that he burst into tears: "But in the final analysis, he is a Lele man and a born warrior!"

on the square. Silence fell. In the midst of overflowing tears, people listened to Flavio's voice, which became deeper. He whispered to Hamilton: "Man, the Hamilton family will always be the pride of LeRae."

"...They made an unforgivable mistake. They will pay the price for it!" Flavio wiped away tears and turned around, the live broadcast director, and gave the podium. This veteran who only left tears for Hamilton, a close-up.

"We will let everyone know that Le Lei has not fallen yet!" Flavio clenched his fists tightly and his voice was like a piece of hard iron.

"We have never been stronger!"

He ended his speech with these powerful words.

At that moment, I looked at Flavio, who was striding down the podium with his head held high. Everyone knows LeRae.

One, LeRae has never been so clear.

The next day, articles appeared one after another in newspapers and periodicals from various countries in the Fifa League.

"What were we doing when LeRae was fighting hard?" ", "On the Evolution of the War Situation in the Southeast Star Region", "A Dirty Political Whirlpool", "Who Will Bear the Responsibility? ", "Tell you the real Lelei", "Unite or divide"

This wave of reflection on the Leray War quickly swept through all members of the Fiji League. While people are grieving for Le Ray, they are also grieving for many of the actions of the members of the FiC. Feel angry. Countless amounts of information were unearthed. People were surprised to find that except for the two expeditionary fleets, which were nothing to the Fei League. Whether it is material or other assistance, the support given to Leray by the Fiji League is far from enough for Leray to support this war!

Especially when many people know that the current Tireray government-in-exile does not get the respect it deserves, and even many meetings, intelligence, and decision-making exclude the Tireray government-in-exile because of the Brody regime. This angry voice almost drowned out the entire Fei League Parliament.

The outbreak of the turmoil forced the Fiji League Parliament to reflect. Representatives from various countries met day and night to study, determine Leray's contribution and status, and issued a series of resolutions with compensation and comfort.

According to these resolutions, the two major star systems of Atlantis, currently under the leadership of the exiled government in LeRae, will receive priority material assistance via Knavel and Gacharin. Lere refugees will be accepted and resettled by all countries unconditionally. The supply requirements of Le Lei's army will also be reviewed immediately, and the review standards are much relaxed than before.

Francis, the commander-in-chief of the Supreme Command of the Allied Forces, even issued an order asking the Allied Forces Command led by Hastings to come up with a specific plan to ensure the safety of Leray's last two systems.

Hamilton's portrait is permanently hung in the Fifa Parliament Hall.

He smiled quietly among dozens of portraits of people who had made outstanding contributions to the FI League.

With a hint of cunning. "Mei Duo..." The fat man's voice was like the big bad wolf deceiving Little Red Riding Hood.

"What are you doing?" Mei Duo smiled softly, her beautiful phoenix eyes like a pool of spring water.

"You have to be stronger..." Fatty said earnestly: "Life is still very long, you need to realize your own value... put on your nurse uniform, work hard and fight!"

"Stop coming!" Mei Duo bit her lip.

"Hahahaha..." At the dinner table, Helen and Audrey laughed so hard that they couldn't stand up straight, and the forks in their hands were trembling.

The fat man calmly stuffed a piece of beef into his mouth and chewed it slowly, remaining sanctimonious. The flesh on his face was throbbing.

I had been at the base for several days, and when I reunited with Mei Duo, I shed tears and hugged and kissed her until death. The two people are like old friends who know each other well even if they haven't seen each other for a thousand years. Mei Duo has always been the same, gentle and sweet, and she never seems to express her feelings actively and enthusiastically.

Because of this, Fatty couldn't even imagine how much courage it took for this girl to take the risk to find him alone.

What a gentle little lamb.

The fat man bit the meat hard and looked at Helen and Audrey who were laughing so much that they coughed.

These two are actually little lambs, but why can't even my wish to see a nurse's uniform come true when three little lambs come together?

While thinking about it, Markovich quickly walked into the restaurant and walked up to the fat man: "General, I just received the news from Mars that Carolina has arrived at the Free Port of Mars!"

As he spoke, he handed a folder to the fat man: "This one is from General Bernadotte."

"Oh?" The fat man put down his knife and fork, wiped his mouth, took the file, decrypted it with his own authority, and walked out of the restaurant while watching.

Suddenly, he stopped and his face turned pale.

"General?" Markovich had never seen a fat man like this before and felt something was wrong: "What happened?"

The fat man turned his head, looking confused.

"President Hamilton... committed suicide." The last time I asked for monthly votes, the gap with the previous one narrowed from 200 to 100. I asked for monthly votes again. I don’t know if I can make it into the top ten. I will continue to write with my heart. When I go to the annual author meeting tomorrow, I will bring my computer. ., more chapters, support the author, and support genuine reading! )

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