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Chapter 2193

    In addition to the deep-sea fleet, Wanjie commercial League and Tianmo court, with the successive victory of the Imperial Army, the front line has been moving forward. Now the base camp of the expeditionary army has moved to the world just recovered.


    But the logistics base of the huge imperial expeditionary force, which has hundreds of thousands of star ships, is still set up here.


    Every day, hundreds of millions of tons of materials are transported here from hundreds of resource planets in the most corner of the world in the whole empire. After sorting and counting, they are transported to the front-line fleets.


    The special geographical location and the needs of the war make Qinglan star abnormal prosperity. The vast majority of Qinglan people have made a few war money more or less, and their life is much better than before the war.


    Therefore, it is not too much to say that the Qinglan people are the people who support the Empire and the war from the bottom of their heart.


    At the moment, in order to celebrate that the front line has just recovered an insignificant resource planet, a large-scale triumphal ceremony is staged in the capital of Qinglan star.


    Xuanguang made the whole sky look like a three-star lightning battle flag. There were balloons depicting eagles and iron fists everywhere. The streets were decorated with lights. No matter the real people or the original people stood on tiptoe to wait for the majestic imperial armored division group and the Earth Assault star ships to appear. Everyone screamed: "long live! Long live the Empire! Long live the immortal! Long live human civilization


    When Dongfang Tuo stepped on the parade platform on one side of the main road in the central square of the capital, it was immediately submerged by the sound of the tsunami.


    Before the war broke out, facing such a fanatical and "brave" crowd, Dongfang Tuo was as excited and proud as other immortals.


    But for the sake of fighting, we can only hear the roar of "victory, victory, long live the Imperial Army". This brave and young Oriental family leader, one of the 500 elders of the Imperial Senate, President of the imperial Development Bank, and chief of the Armament Department of the imperial expeditionary army headquarters, can only sigh helplessly and wrinkle their eyebrows slightly.


    "Great victory, great victory, one great victory after another. When will such a great victory be the first?"


    Dongfang Tuo thought to himself.


    For ordinary people or front-line grass-roots officers, a great victory means meritorious service, medals and the boundless glory of the Empire.


    But only Dongfang Tuo, who is in charge of the resources and equipment of the expeditionary force, knows that every great victory means that more troops will be assigned to defend the newly recovered territory, that longer and more fragile supply lines will be created, and that another "black hole" that devours infinite resources will emerge. Such a black hole will not be filled up in any case.


    In any way, the imperial army has reached the limit of its military expansion and can no longer withstand such a "great victory".


    But


    "Everyone can decide when to start a war, but not everyone can decide when to end a war!"


    Dongfang Tuo didn''t know how to think of such a sentence, and a bitter smile came out of the corner of his mouth.


    Naturally, he didn''t let the bitter smile, which represented his true emotion, stay for more than half a second, but with a dry cough, he put on a solemn and solemn expression, stood tall and swaggered to the top of the government and the high-level military with top helmets and chest full of medals and ribbons, to welcome the triumphal army.


    Not far away in the sky, there has been a low-level assault ship tearing the clouds "rumble" above.


    The earth began to tremble, representing the human Empire trampling on all the iron feet, getting closer and closer.


    ——At the moment, one of the 500 elders of the Empire did not know that his life was only 32 minutes and 47 seconds.


    The one who is about to kill him is not the Holy Alliance man who is inhuman and mechanical, but the imperial army he is waiting for.
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