One Thousand Two Hundred and Ninety: Cutting Huang Song, Dongqing 1 Tong (32)

The person who betrayed Jiang Pengji was none other than her comrade-in-arms at the genetic warrior training camp, a traitor who betrayed important federal secrets for his own selfish desires. Because the leak of secrets led to the collapse of the front line, at least a million soldiers paid the price of their lives, which can be called the biggest loss of the Federation in the past century.

During the execution of the mission, Jiang Pengji handed her back to the opponent without any precautions, and almost lost her life.

The traitor framed the crime on Jiang Pengji and made her the one who took the blame.

She is just an ordinary genetic warrior with no background, once she is convicted of the crime, she will surely die.

The Federation issued an arrest warrant, and Jiang Pengji was unwilling to sit still, so she used force to break out of the encirclement and escape.

Across several planets, he persevered in chasing and killing the traitors, intending to give an explanation to the soldiers who died in vain, and give himself an innocence.

She killed the traitor before he boarded the foreign spaceship, and by the way got important evidence to prove her innocence.

Although it proved her innocence, Jiang Pengji was forced to retire from the ranks of genetic soldiers and join the Seventh Army as an ordinary federal soldier because she resisted arrest and brutally killed her comrades.

On the first day there, she ran into her old boss.

The other party said a few words to her briefly, which she still remembers clearly.

【Jiang Pengji? I have read your information... The little girl is really brave, resisting arrest with force... She is destined to be a member of the Seventh Legion! 】

Jiang Pengji stubbornly straightened her spine and reiterated.

[I am not guilty, I am innocent, why should I be arrested without reason? 】

[You are a soldier, nothing is reasonable or unreasonable, obedience is a bounden duty. 】The old boss said, 【Furthermore, you have no confidence in the Federation? Even if the evidence is conclusive, they will verify it in detail, and finally they will be convicted after a retrial in a military court. 】

Jiang Pengji blushed and said, 【I'm just an ordinary genetic soldier, who knows if I'll be pulled as a scapegoat? 】

[The genetic warrior training program is a failure. It's rare to see such a unique and thoughtful genetic warrior. 】The old boss smiled, 【Tsk tsk, there are quite a lot of conspiracy theories, you usually read novels, right? 】

Jiang Pengji: "..."

[The one who dares to convict you, send you to a military court, or execute you in secret without any solid evidence, I am afraid that even...] Before he finished speaking, the other party smiled suddenly and said, [It’s not early, I still have another The meeting is about to be held, so you should go to the recruit office to report first, and then talk about it if you have a chance. 】

Jiang Pengji was richer in actual combat than the recruits, but after a few years, she rose to the top with her solid achievements, and met her old boss for the second time.

The other party seemed to have completely forgotten about her, and only treated her as an ordinary subordinate.

Jiang Pengji didn't intentionally flirt with each other, until her old boss retired due to certain things, and she also grew up to be the boss's successor.

[Young people are awesome. 】The old boss laughed, 【The Seventh Army is handed over to you. 】

【yes! 】

Whenever Jiang Pengji thinks about these things, she always feels regretful, because she has failed her old boss' high hopes and expectations.

Before crossing over, she felt that she was fairly competent as a legion commander.

After traveling for nearly ten years, she gradually changed her mind.

As an individual fighter, she is excellent, but as the core of the frontline legion on the first front, she still owes her time.

Maybe it's to make up for it, maybe it's to empathize, Jiang Pengji is eager to be a good "prince" because she can't let those who follow her down.

"If... you don't even have the courage to give an explanation to the six thousand innocent soldiers who died in vain, your life will be in vain!"

Jiang Pengji secretly clenched her hands, her determination was made.

There was no one around, except for the barrage on the live broadcast screen, silently scrolling to refresh the information.

[Walnuts without walnuts]: Anchor, I have no objection to dealing with the culprit, but is it too late to implicate the family? I'm not a brainless saint, I just think that the anchor's reputation is very good now, there is no need to fill in the reputation for these people, leaving controversy after a thousand years.

[Three-five crackdowns]: Betrayers are shameful, but their relatives are innocent,

The anchor is not an unreasonable person, is he?

[Smuggled into Africa]: There is nothing wrong with it. I am an anchor. After all, there are two eras. We cannot use our three views to demand anchors. Boss Cao took advantage of his father's death to conquer Xuzhou, how many people in Xuzhou did he kill? Although the death of his father was not the main reason, it was indeed one of the reasons for pushing Boss Cao. The anchor was betrayed by others. If others don't see the price of betraying her, there will only be more people who will betray her in the future. Loyalty is cheap because the price of betrayal is so low. In troubled times, kindness and benevolence can only be regarded as neutral words. Because of excessive kindness and kindness, it will only bring endless betrayal and harm, not only the lives of the people around the anchor, but also the lives of the anchor will be lost. I thought the host was more like Boss Cao, but now I see her more like Liu Daer...

[Ghost Talent Guo Fengxiao]: I don't think it's too much. For outsiders who watch the theater, six thousand casualties are just a cold number, but for the families of soldiers, they are all corpses lying on the battlefield with no one to restrain them. Wounds that don't heal.

The ancient bosses in the live broadcast room all jumped out to ridicule, how can other salted fish sit still?

Many old people know that Jiang Pengji's temper was so stinky and fierce in the past, and she would tear up the audience at every turn. The past two years have indeed been much milder.

Because she was too gentle, some live broadcast room Mengxin asked her to be a saint.

Facts have proved that Jiang Pengji is far more likely to become a human butcher than a saint.

No one can persuade her. The people in Hu County and the whole family who betrayed her are already dead in her eyes.

Wei Ci received the news of the fall of Zhonghe County in Hu County two days earlier than Jiang Pengji.

When he received the news, he had a premonition——

"Hey, I've lived my life for a few years. In front of the King of Hell's palace, don't cry out for injustice. You didn't deserve to die at all."

If it weren't for Liu She's variable, those guys in Hu County would have been chopped up by the lord long ago, how could they survive so far?

Finally, fate turned a corner and avoided the fate of the whole family. Why didn't this group of people know how to cherish it, but wanted to die instead?

"Fate is really interesting."

Wei Ci looked up at the bright starry sky, but the stars in the eyes of others were mysterious codes to him.

Huang Song led the army to break through the front line of Hu County, and took down Zhonghe County in one fell swoop. The joy has not passed completely, Huang Song received the news——

"Lanting recovered from his illness."

With just a few words, Huang Song felt the pressure on his shoulders increase sharply, like an invisible oppression.

It not only made it difficult for him to breathe, but at the same time made him secretly excited. The complex emotions were intertwined and mixed, and fused into emotions that were hard to describe in words.

Cheng Jing said, "My lord is very happy."

Huang Song said, "Lanting is seriously ill, it's impossible to win by force. Naturally, she is happy that she has recovered."

Because of Jiang Pengji's long-term pressure, Huang Song took this struggle very lightly.

It's fun to win, but not ashamed to lose.

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