Interstellar leader

Li Qing parked his fighter plane on the roof of an undestroyed building, billowing thick smoke covered everything around him, he jumped off the roof, slowed down steadily and landed on the ground.He walked out of the pile of burning ruins. Not far away, a low-ranking female officer of the Federation squatted on the ground and used an infrared scanner to search for signs of life, while several men worked together to pry a small door embedded in the burnt floor. He opened it, dragged out several male and female corpses, and stacked them neatly with other found corpses.

The woman took out a small signal transmitter from the pocket of the military uniform and placed it on the top of the pile of corpses. This is to facilitate the starship to use lasers to treat the battlefield after the war. At that time, the flesh and blood will evaporate under high temperature, and the bones will be destroyed. Reduced to dust and washed by the rain, the city will be clean again, at least on the surface.

They noticed Li Qing and immediately stood up straight and saluted. "Good day, General Lancelot."

Drops of blood dripped from their raised fingertips and touched their epaulets rendering a tiny flower.Li Qing returned a gift to them, looking at all this with complicated eyes.

"How many people have you dealt with?" He asked suddenly.

"Sir, there are more than 300." The young lieutenant replied.

"Tired? Take a break for a few minutes."

The lieutenant nodded to several of her soldiers, and they sat down on a random stone from a broken house.The heavy rain had stopped, but the previous rain turned into gurgling streams, still flowing with blood on the road.

"How old are you?"

"Reporting officer, 23 years old. Before joining the army, we were studying in higher education and were classmates."

The clouds and mist dispersed, and they could already see the outline of the imperial palace, which was still shining brilliantly in the afterglow of the setting sun, and the silver-white surface was flowing golden red under the rendering of the setting sun.Yang's voice came through his earphones, telling him that the Empire's resistance had all been wiped out.

The electric arc no longer crossed the sky, the sound of the explosion gradually died down, the nuclear radiation was cleared up before the troops landed, and the world slowly returned to calm.

"After the war is over, what do you want to do?"

"I want to go back to school," said the girl. "Me too." Several older boys agreed, and after talking about it, their eyes shone with excitement. "We can still be classmates."

"Tch, who wants to be your classmate." One boy looked at the other with contempt.

"We can still live in a dormitory." Contempt is useless, thick skin is the strongest weapon.

The girl chatted more vigorously, and no longer cared about having a general-level officer next to her. "What major are you going to study?" "I want to study philosophy." "I like chemistry." "I want to study literature."...

Li Qing looked at a young man in the pile of dead people in front of him. He seemed to have died of suffocation, and he was probably in his 20s.His cloudy, motionless eyeballs were facing him, and his mouth was slightly opened, as if screaming silently.He suddenly felt cold all over.

Some people still have a future, and some people have no future.

He stood up and said goodbye to several soldiers, and walked towards the palace not far away.This ruined avenue gradually recovered in his mind, the collapsed wall straightened up, the blasted road became smooth again, and he recalled the bustling city before.

When he was still a spy in the empire, he had walked through this street countless times, and looked down countless times from the low-altitude orbit of the speeding car, but he never took a closer look at this planet or this city.The imperial capital has carried all the historical deposits and gorgeous buildings from the interstellar era to the present. It is a well-deserved pearl of the galaxy. After a thousand years, it will not escape the fate of being riddled with wars.

Human beings are good at creating and also good at destroying.

When Li Qing came to the gate of the palace, Major General Yang stood there waiting for him. "Why don't you go in?" Li Qing asked softly.

"There are many organs in the palace. I sent robots in just now, but now their signals are all cut off." Yang looked distressed. "If it weren't for those historians and artists who jointly demanded to keep the palace intact, why would we bother to just blow it up with a nuclear bomb."

Li Qing frowned slightly, apparently very disapproving of Yang's violent attack, and after thinking for a while, he said to Yang: "I can completely paralyze the defense system here, but I have one condition."

"What?" At this juncture, the alliance between the two countries is not far from dissolving, and Yang is particularly sensitive to the wording of conditions.

"Give Christopher to the Republic."

Yang thought about it. "make a deal."

When Li Qing took out the optical brain, Yang watched his movements and smiled. "Stop pretending, Lancelot. You don't have the access codes of the palace, they have been changed long ago, haven't they?"

Li Qing raised his head, and his pupils shrank suddenly when he heard these words. "you know?"

"Yes, I know, about the world where only thinking exists." Yang said pretending to be casual, but his tone revealed a trace of tension. "My real name is Ethan Borg, you should know who I am."

"The marshal of the Federation passed away naturally ten years ago. So, you didn't die, but changed your body." Li Qing asked: "You are an aborigine of this world, how did you do that?"

"As long as we have a sufficient understanding of thinking, human beings can also enter that world, but we can only control ourselves and cannot change other individuals. I am curious about what is going on with you, you are like a god." Yang There was a pause. "Let's not talk about this for now, have you scrapped the defense system here?"

"It's done." Li Qing replied concisely.

"Then let's clean up the mess here first. After the war is over, I sincerely invite you to cooperate." After finishing speaking, Yang ordered to his soldiers: "Clean up the palace and pay attention to leaving the main war criminals behind. Trial in court."

After two years, Li Qing walked into this magnificent palace again.The brilliance of its architectural art is much dimmer than when Christopher came to the throne, and the area has shrunk by more than ten times. He can clearly see some traces of repairs left during the Freedom Army riots.

At the beginning, a red mercury nuclear bomb almost flattened half of the noble residential area, but the palace as the central explosion point was spared because of the powerful emergency trigger-type protective force field. The place of the enthronement ceremony.

He was familiar with the terrain of the palace, took a shortcut and walked quickly, before the soldiers from the alliance of the two countries came to clean up the remnants, and stood in front of the tall steps of the main hall.Now standing here is not nobles, but guards with guns, which is the last resistance force of the man sitting on the throne.

The captain of the guard looked at the scene in front of him in disbelief: the silver-white hall was empty, and the expected dark enemy did not appear, only Lancelot, the youngest general in history, the first computer expert in the galaxy, and many others The legend of Halo appeared before them.With nothing in his hands, the young man naturally hung by his side, walking towards them with a relaxed posture, the heels of his boots knocked on the smooth and hard floor, making a rhythmic crisp sound, every time they sounded, their hearts shuddered Sink a minute.

He felt that this could not go on any longer, and he raised his hand, which was the signal to fire.

"Stop!—" Chris stood up abruptly, and his voice changed into a different tone because of excitement.But his order came too late, deadly lasers had already been fired from the muzzles glowing with blue light, all aimed at the man in the center of the hall.

His pupils narrowed suddenly, but in the next second, all the deadly scorching eyes disappeared.Chris rubbed his eyes in disbelief, Li Qing's figure was clearly shown in his sight.The black-haired youth waved his hands casually, and all the guns flew into the air and gathered together, turning into powder silently and falling down profusely, like fresh snow falling.Then, those guards were pulled up by an invisible force and slammed into the hard wall of the hall with a loud noise, and they all fainted.

After the reverberation disappeared, the hall became quiet again. Li Qing calmly walked up the stairs and came to the throne.Chris is still sitting, back proudly erect, some lingering surprise on his face, but no fear, panic or hate.

"Are you going to kill me?" His voice was hoarse without waves.Li Qing looked into his eyes, the beautiful azure blue pupils were covered with bloodshot eyes, very tired, but looked calm.He had never seen Christopher so calm.

Li Qing took out a gun and pressed the energy clip of the laser on it, making a small clicking sound.Chris closed his eyes, feeling the cold muzzle of the gun against his forehead.He let go of his hand, and the imperial scepter inlaid with precious gems slipped from his fingers, and made a piercing crisp sound when it touched the ground.

The ending he wanted finally came. In the middle of a dilapidated capital, the royal power crashed down like a tall building in the flames of war.The brilliance of the stars disappeared below the horizon, the central area of ​​the Imperial City was plunged into darkness, and the Age of Empires ended.

In the dark night, all the blood will be evaporated, the ruins will be removed, and when the twilight light illuminates the palace in the early morning, the reconstruction work will begin, new high-rise buildings will rise from the ground, and the route of the speeding car will be re-planned and entered With different smart bracelets, the surviving people will be resettled.

The city will wake up, but he won't.

He felt a void inside him.He regretted it, and letting a planet be buried with him did not make his pain any less, all of which were meaningless things, including blood, death, revenge, war, and even...power.The scepter he wanted to seize before could not save him in the twilight of the feudal system, but put layers of shackles on him, tied him to the cross and became a sinner in history.

Only when death came did he realize that he had never understood what is most precious to a person, of course it is not power, but wisdom, redemption, freedom and love.He felt so empty.

"What are you thinking?" The man holding the gun against him asked suddenly, his voice soft and gentle.He opened his eyes and saw the peaceful look in the young man's deep black eyes.

"I'm thinking about why you can always make the right choice for yourself and stick to it, but I always make the wrong choice and only wake up and regret it at the last moment."

"Do you regret it?" Li Qing asked. "About the surrender?"

"Yeah, revenge doesn't feel good." Chris closed his eyes again wearily, and lightly clasped Li Qing's wrist with his fingers, and pressed the muzzle of the gun on his forehead more firmly.

"My friend." He smiled a little relieved. "Come give me a good time."