Fury Ocean

The drizzle is colorful and the sky is getting late. The sun's mission has been fulfilled behind the dark clouds. For the next ten hours, it will not be expected. The lights on the Victoria Road are illuminated, and on the sides of the road, the organized citizens are welcoming in the rain. Many people are holding flags in their hands, and some people call the exit number from time to time.

The servicemen with live ammunition lined up in two rows to separate the people from the road. Among the crowd, many agents in plain clothes observed in the dark to look for possible flaws. In order to prevent possible sabotage, they must always be vigilant and dare not care

At 6.30, the prince's convoy appeared at the intersection on time and proceeded slowly towards Wudelou. The atmosphere on the pavement suddenly warmed up. People stretched their necks to look at the center of the road, and they heard cheers from ear to ear.

"Long live the Empire!"

"Long live the emperor!"

"Long live the prince!"

The crowd did not know who said this, and accidentally made a mistake. Just shouting, he became the target of attention of the former platoon soldiers, and then two policemen separated the crowd and went straight towards him.

"Prince Wan ... what happened?"

The shouting man was about to continue shouting, and suddenly found that everyone around him was staring at himself, suddenly dumbfounded. Without waiting to figure out what was going on, someone rushed to catch his wrist and twisted it behind his back, pressing his elbow down and kneeling on the ground.

"What ... oh!"

Without any discrimination, his mouth was blocked. "Take it away." A plain-eyed plainclothes commanded, and the two policemen stood up and left.

As a result of the decisive disposition, the turmoil was quickly subsided without causing any disturbance to the Prince's convoy. Suddenly, the cheers on the streets became fierce and deafening.

"Long live!"

The prince convoy passed by, with a motorcycle driving in front, and an armoured car driving in the back. One of the three cars opened the sunroof, stood with a kind-looking old man, smiling all the way, waving to the crowd from time to time.

He was a good man Yamamoto, the eldest brother of the Emperor, the most honorable prince of the Ji Peng Empire. In China, the prince of the beloved is known as the people. The emperor's inspection of the front line was even more condescending and noble. He even had the experience of eating and living with soldiers.

Demonstrating by example, showing the emperor's grace, inspiring morale and inspiring fighting spirit, the prince can do his utmost responsibility, but if he feels that he is weak and gentle, then he is very wrong. Before coming to Tianmen, he found a flaw in the report of the military department. Before the spacecraft landed, he ordered the replacement of four senior generals and ordered one of them to be executed.

This kind of thing only circulated in the military. The people knew nothing. Everyone was excited when they saw the prince raining.

"Long live the prince!"

I don't know who shouted again. The military and police just got ready to act and heard more people shouting.

"Long live!"

"Long live the prince!"

A few seconds of effort, cheering together, the waves followed the team. Hearing the cheer, the Prince still had a smile on his face, and his eyebrows moved twice.

All the police and policemen had made difficulties, and they set their sights on the leading officers, but their superiors didn't know what to do, and they went to a higher position. After one or two visits, the Prince's team has passed, and the enthusiastic people have flowed and followed the team to Wude Building. At this time, it is very difficult to find the person who is speaking, and it seems that it is not necessary.

"Captain, what should I do?"

"Forget it."

Faced with the inquiries of his subordinates, the agent who had previously shot himself reluctantly shook his head. He stood in the crowd, looking at the excited faces around him, his eyes slowly becoming contemptuous.

"Really stupid pigs."

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The cheering of the pingping road rang through the clouds. When the prince's convoy arrived at the Wude Building, the atmosphere reached a high tide. Yamamoto's pro-commissioned generals had already waited here.

On both sides of the gate, the reporters found a good location. The lights flickered constantly when taking photos, as if lightning. It is worth mentioning that most of these people traveled with the Prince and even took the same spacecraft; only a few came from abroad. As for the local reporters in Tianmen, the number was even more scarce.

While waiting, the prince's convoy entered the field of vision, and the cheering around was getting more and more enthusiastic. Yamamoto Ryushu welcomed him and suddenly heard someone reminding him.

"Isn't it good if they shout like this?"

There is no need to look back, Yamamoto knows that he is his chief staff, reminding him that the people cheering the prince for long live is easy to attract criticism, and some people directly call the prince's name.

Why didn't Yamamoto Lang understand that when he heard someone chanting just now, he felt remorse and should not let Hong Xiping be in charge of organizing the people. However, here is the gate of the sky after all. The empire has been in power for less than half a year, and the people's mind is unstable and communication is inconvenient. Most of the people are organized by temptation, even by force. This not only makes the welcome ceremony inadequate, but also runs counter to the prince's original intention. You know, an important purpose of the Prince's visit is to declare that Emperor Grace is good at collecting people's hearts, and the enthusiasm driven by the bayonet may not be reliable.

In contrast, Hong Xiping has too many advantages, and objectively speaking, Hong Xiping worked hard after receiving the task and did a good job. Yamamoto sent people to investigate. Many of the city's persistent wealthy merchants and celebrities, many of whom were opposed or wait-and-see attitude towards the empire, are now changing their attitude under the guidance of Hong Xiping. Not to mention the public, Yamamoto didn't expect to come to so many people in advance, and the enthusiasm he showed was so high that it was by no means contrived.

Knowing people is right, Hong Xiping is doing it right. The only fault is that he does n’t understand the state of the empire, and the indigenous people of Tianmen lack the knowledge.

The Prince cannot do it, and the Elder Brother the Emperor cannot do it! In other words, because the prince is the prince, it is even more necessary to avoid taboos. If you change to another person, such as Hirabe Jiro in the convoy who is ready to receive the honour, he is a fighting hero, and the people cheer forever.

So far, Yamamoto Ran was both upset and helpless, and had to turn around and lower his voice.

"Commander Hung ... you take care of it."

"Okay." Commander Hong agreed decisively, but the following words made people angry: "What to do?"

"Tell them not to shout!" Yamamoto Lang frowned at Hong Xiping's confused look. "And those reporters ... wait a moment."

When the convoy arrived, Yamamoto had to put down first, strode forward and opened the door for the Prince himself.

"Welcome the prince to come." Yamamoto Ronji was meticulous in military roles and courtiers.

"Hi Commander, you're too kind."

The Prince responded kindly, and seemed to be moved by Yamamoto's move.

"As you see along the way, the commander can not only unite the army, but also good at governing the people. It can be described as an example in the army and a blessing for the empire."

On the one hand, the Prince smiled and waved again at the people around him, but when he turned around, his eyes were frosty.

"Her commander, do you want to kill me?"

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There were many people who came with the prince, and one of the young generals was particularly noticeable, not because he had a handsome appearance and an upright posture; nor was it just because of the gentle expression on his face that was sharp but did not make people feel Aggressive eyes.

There is only one real reason. He is Hirabe Jiro.

Before the war, Hirabe Jiro had set countless records. The youngest major in the empire had never lost a record. The emperor gave his surname and commanded the Royal Second Division, which has always been qualified to command only the royal family. Taking out any of these glory is enough to show off life, Hirabe Jiro has all of them, and can still keep a low profile and cautious.

It is said that this is what the emperor appreciates most.

War is the stage for soldiers. The best generals have the best chance to display their talents. Although Hirabe Jirou has won hundreds of battles, his opponent is either a rebel or his colleagues in the exercise scene. He did not encounter an opponent that can truly pose a threat. Because of this, there has always been criticism in the empire, and many people think that Hirabe Jiro's name is not true.

Maybe this kind of person is out of jealousy, or because of anything else, Hirabe Jiro needs to prove himself. Until the outbreak of the war, he finally waited for an opportunity to lead the Royal Second Division into the Hengduan Mountains, with the intention of deterring Gu Shanyu.

It is worth mentioning that the Royal Second Division is strong and special. Even if ordered by the commander himself, if the Jieroji Hirabe feels unreasonable, he still has the right to defend. The task of marching into the Central Plains was not imposed on him by Kawasaki, but was the result of careful negotiation and repeated deductions.

Regrettably, the flood changed everything, and the Second Division suddenly changed from a captive status to confronting hundreds of thousands of federal troops and facing a calamity. At a critical moment, Hirabe Jiro decisively ordered to bring this uniform armored unit into the Hengduan Mountains, which is known as the Mecha restricted area.

For almost half a year since then, this powerful team has experienced various difficulties, and Hirabe Jiro himself is under tremendous pressure. The most annoying thing is not the supply, but the harassment that can happen every moment. He led an armored unit, which originally occupied more land than the infantry. The terrain of the Hengduan Mountains was complicated. The Second Division could only be scattered in the east and west, and could not form a whole. The strong magnetic interference is even more vexing, and sometimes the battle takes place for several hours, and Hirabe Jiro can't get the news, let alone adapt to it.

The ordeal was heavy, and the Second Division was retrenching every day, and morale was exhausted in the struggle day after day. If the time is longer, this team that the Emperor has high hopes for is likely to be completely destroyed, bringing shame never before. Fortunately, after all, the empire occupied the general trend, regardless of the cost and cost of the rear. In order to save the Second Division, the transport aircraft alone lost as many as ten aircraft.

In the end, the Second Division succeeded in getting out of trouble, and after rebuilding and supplementing it, it re-entered the battlefield. Maybe it was finally the end of doom, and Hirabe Jiro, who had experienced hardships, used his soldiers fiercely, and took control of the more veteran. Since then, he has been invincible on the battlefield and has repeatedly won great victories.

Since being put on the battlefield until now, it has been more than a month of full play. The Second Division experienced three wars, siege three cities, and defeated and defeated more than 100,000 federal troops!

This performance deserves the title of outstanding merit, and Hirabe Jiro swept away the haze of the past and regained the favor of the royal family. Because of this, the prince personally named himself before returning, transferred him from the front line, and conferred the title of general.

At two points, we can see the speciality of Hirabe Jiro. First, he was clearly a subordinate of Yamamoto, but he was walking with the prince. Secondly, among many generals, only he has a female companion.

It was a petite girl, wearing a white dress, a long shawl, and a slightly lowered head. The only certainty is that Hirabe Jiro regarded it as a treasure and deliberately reached out to help when getting out of the car, so as not to step on the long skirt and cause a footfall.

"Be careful, um, that's fine."

If this scene takes place in the Empire, it will definitely attract countless jealous eyes to the girls. Here, it only attracts many shots. At this moment, even the prince could not take away the glory of the flat, and all the guns and short guns were aimed here.

There is no doubt that these photos and videos will be fermented in the minds of countless people later, will turn into a wonderful story, and will be sold. As a reporter, if you can't grasp even such a scene, it means unqualified.

Too much attention, the girl seemed a little uncomfortable, although she did not look up, but her steps were a bit messy while walking. Beside him, Hirabe Jiro noticed her condition and was mildly comforting.

"Don't care about them, it will be a while."

Speaking of this, Hirabe Jiro raised his head and warned reporters who wanted to harass with his eyes, while keeping an eye on the surroundings.

Hengduan Mountain's experience is a tribulation and a valuable asset. Since then, Hirabe Jiro has always kept alert.

"Hey, these people are in trouble."

Hearing everyone around cheering, seeing the anger inside the prince, he sighed softly. At the same time, he noticed some uncoordinated details and frowned slightly.

"how come......"

Just then, Hirabe Jiro heard someone say loudly to the Prince in front of him.

"It's not about the commander, I let them do it."

"what?"

I only wanted to warn, it was enough to lighten the prince, and the prince completely did not expect that someone would stand up and couldn't help it.

He looked at the man standing next to Yamamoto Ron, and for some reason he was a little disturbed.

"what are you going to do?"

"kill you."

The old man smiled and drew a gun and pointed at the Prince's head.

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