The targets of forcedness are those who dare to disobey orders and refuse their requests. Every time they see the lieutenant, Masguli has a faint surprise, as well as instinctive shrinkage and timidity.

One day, with the help of security checks, "The Lieutenant stayed with Masguly in the kitchen of the tavern for a few minutes. From a handshake that was uncertain to a more wild hug," he eventually evolved into two trembling lips tightly fitting, the mixed entanglement of tongue and saliva. All of this "had caused the lieutenant to secrete adrenaline exponentially. He had completely forgotten his identity and responsibilities as a political supervisor, and would have to strictly control the refugees and throw away the idea of ​​surveillance. The brain space, which was swept by desire, was filled with strong desire for love and the body. Holding the increasingly soft body in his arms, looking at the face with obvious panic and admiration, he struggled a little, but was just a half-suppressed woman, which made the man suddenly feel an unprecedented sense of conquest.

The hot and trembling hands began to reach into the clothes, and the full chest was groping slowly and persistently.

We can't

..can't do this,"

Perhaps out of the instinct of women, or being awakened by the noisy voices outside, the intoxication full of peach fantasy disappeared instantly. When the two of them retreated back to their respective positions and their minds became calm again, the lieutenant began to feel scared by what they had done before.

The Red Republican Army punished such behaviors extremely harshly. In the "Quotes" of the great leader, it was repeatedly mentioned that it was necessary to firmly resist the temptation of capitalism and other bad luck. The lieutenant clearly remembered that in many internal publications he was familiar with, female spies were wearing violent, exposed, dirty clothes, and pointed high heels, and their lips were covered with bloody red eyes and painted into thick and black beautiful snake images. Whenever these dirty and ugly women appeared, there was always an iron fist with the power of justice and falling from the sky to pieces. Just above the iron fist were filled with righteousness, with bright eyes full of righteousness, and were layered with layers of bright red backgrounds.

The lieutenant began to deliberately stay away from Verell's tavern, and began to numb himself with a lot of heavy work, trying to break free from the bloody trap of desire. However, things in the world are so strange that no matter how he does, he can't drive that beautiful figure out of his mind. Just close his eyes, or when he sees a woman, what appears subconsciously in his mind is always Masguli's trembling face. Next

What came to be used to apply a common scene in old film and television scripts. On a dark and windy night, men and women who have been tortured by emotions for a long time finally met quietly in a dark corner. Hugs, undressing, doing everything seems so natural and natural. If you have to find some inharmonious parts from it, it is that in the mix of women's moans and squeezing on the bed, Old Man Verell sat alone behind the bar counter with a sinister and evil sneer.

Lin Xiang has been missing for eight months. Under the strict orders of the heads of the empire such as Blanche and Wang Biao, Gliffiz began to send a large number of spies to the northwest regardless of everything. Unlike previous infiltrations, "This operation was fully supported by the Imperial Academy of Sciences and other departments. According to Gliffiz's requirements, the base of 6571 was hosted by Liu Yuchen. Based on the many film and television stars in the old era, it selected genes that meet the requirements and cultivated a group of replica individuals that compound human visual beauty. Among them, "mostly women are the main ones.

These replicas have the consciousness of being instilled and received systematic training. They entered the northwest region with other intelligence personnel and became peripheral vassals of the Red Republican Group. Before entering various settlements, all replicas were disguised on the surface, making them look tired and dirty on the surface, in line with the normal characteristics of wilderness refugees. Once they passed the identity test, they were washed with clean water, or when they were completely "accidental" like Masguly, who was carefully brewing, when Glifiz was inadvertently showing amazing beauty, actually began to take place.

The first targets the Imperial Intelligence Department were the political and supervisory committee members of the peripheral settlements.

The Red Republican Army is a relatively special group among all forces in the wasteland world. With the vast majority of people having equal benefits and receiving long-term brainwashing education, their requirements for material aspects are actually not strong. Luxury items such as banknotes, gold, cigarettes, and alcohol are not as attractive as they imagined. This situation is actually similar to the two completely opposite attitudes of smoking addicts and non-smokers towards cigarettes. Without knowing what benefits a certain substance can bring to themselves, for a primitive man who is still in a state of ignorance, "millions of Tenglong Yuan and a half-baked barbecue" are obviously more attractive.

Gliffiz is a shrewd businessman who understands very well how to use the existing resources in his hands. A strong-willed red Republican soldier's ear to resist the sugar-coated shells of material enjoyment. However, few people can continue to maintain the steel-like toughness in the moment when the true feelings are released.

The Red Republican Army has very strict control over the matters of men and women. Since most soldiers are replicants, marriages are completely arranged by subordinates of the Political Supervision Committee. Of course, this approach is largely based on the considerations of gene matching and biological optimization. However, the pioneers of this regulation obviously forgot the most important key. From a broad concept, "replicants should actually belong to humans. They also have feelings and will also produce normal physiological desires. Deliberate suppression will only make the anti-rejection consciousness deep in their hearts become stronger, especially in an environment where all eyes are males." Even the cruel and fierce female giant rats in the wilderness will seem to feel a little bit of tenderness that men cannot have because of their infiltrated maternal reproductive organs.

The first time I went to bed with Masguli, the wonderful and crazy taste immediately made the lieutenant feel intoxicated. What surprised him was the white bed with red blood. In the wasteland world, "virginity is as rare as a cream cake. Although men pay more attention to women's appearance than the film on the lower body", everyone in subconsciously hopes that they are the first discoverer of the dark and slippery passage.

Masguli has become a treasure in the lieutenant's mind. She never makes any material demands, nor has she said anything about temptation or violation of the law of life. She always gives him enough gentleness and warmth when the lieutenant needs it most. She uses the boldest movement to satisfy all the requirements of men in terms of desire, desire, and all the requirements of men in terms of desire. If you have to find something too special from her, probably every time you meet," she always looks at the man who is holding her, moans sweet words such as "Love me", and when the other party puts on his pants and is about to leave, he hugs his broad and strong chest tightly from behind, and murmurs with a slightly crying tone: "Please, pay me a little longer."

The lieutenant was hopelessly in love with Masguly and fell in love with this woman who seemed to have become the most important woman in his life. Although her identity was unknown and she had only been a vassal of the Republican Army for more than a month, all of this was chosen by him. Love does have the magic that makes people lose their minds. Especially in the chaotic wasteland. "While thinking suppressing the almost suffocating leader's glory, the lieutenant felt that a trace of light that could finally appear deep in his rigid and mechanical brain that could be called "humanity".

Old Man Verell never interferes with the matter between Masguli and the Lieutenant. He always looks for an unnoticed corner and waits for the end of the crazy venting process in the small attic. He is an excellent intelligence officer with systematic training and knows very well at what time should be said. The Red Republican Army's achievements in personnel brainwashing are no match for. Taking photos, mastering evidence and forcing the other party to provide for complicity will only waste everything before. Love can indeed make people crazy, but in the face of the major issues of essence, the Republican officers will still stand on the side of their own camp.

Corruption and depravity take time, and threats and temptations are far less effective than the shaken of his own beliefs. Verell is very patient. He only needs to make his actions fully consistent with his wilderness refugee, just to get rid of hunger without any intention of infiltration or spying on secrets. Only in this way can the doubts in the lieutenant's heart be truly eliminated.

"I am old and just want to live my last life safely. I don't expect too much, I can eat enough every day."

After all, the lieutenant is a political supervisor, and he asked Old Man Verell's request more than once. The answer is without exception.

As for the old man Masguliverel tossed and turned, there was only one sentence: "Treat her well, I will bless you in heaven."

Touching is the most effective weapon to destroy the rational defense line.

Neither Verell nor Masguli had ever taken the initiative to make a request to become a formal citizen in front of the lieutenant. What they did was exactly the same as the wilderness refugees, "humble and cowardly. It was as if the daughter became a plaything for others, it was her duty to please men with her body. The more this happened, the more guilt the lieutenant felt deep in her heart. If Masguli was a woman who could do her best, if she had been possessed by other men, the lieutenant would not feel as difficult as she was now.

Give up. She is beautiful, and at any time, she can make herself feel the indescribable tenderness. She is considerate and never makes any requests. The most important thing is her first man. I have to do something for her. This idea is like a seed of evil that penetrates deep into the lieutenant's mind, constantly absorbing guilt, confusion, chaos and other thoughts as nutrition. "Slowly sprout and grow, until the huge and dense root system completely occupy the entire brain and become the only master who ruled it.

"I'm going to take Masguli away from here and start a new life."

The lieutenant will never forget the scene when he said this to Old Man Verell. The tavern owner kept smiling and nodding at him. Perhaps in his opinion, the best destination for his daughter to be happy is his daughter.

Of course, the lieutenant is not the kind of person who forgets his roots. Before leaving, he must arrange for Vereller - the tavern owner is already old, and his final placement is to become a civilian who can get the average daily food ratio.

Forged inspection records and changed the specific time to become a vassal. When the name "the settlement time on the vassal resident form changed from several months to thirty years" was forcibly modified by the lieutenant as a political supervisory committee member, the internal computer archives document that the vassal vassal can become a civilian also shows that the vassal vassal can become a civilian.

Simply using sentences like men are crazy for their feelings, it cannot be an excuse for the lieutenant to violate his beliefs. However, he did this entirely out of his own heart, as soon as he loved this woman, he would love everything about her.

Threats and temptations can never achieve a series of effects caused by emotional action. Whether it is spies or reverse infiltration, as long as the executor is human, there will always be gaps that may be broken through. After all, they are not cold and emotional machines. "If you are humans, you will have weaknesses. In this dirty and chaotic world, full of death anytime and anywhere, emotions are the last sustenance of human beings" and the last support.

Tiefeng is a city with a population of more than 80,000.

It is more than thousands of kilometers away from Xinjing, close to the edge of Siberia in the old era. Large areas of sandy areas have begun to be replaced by low bushes, and forests mutated from the cold zone are densely grown. The gray sky and the desperately desolate land have not changed at all. Only the lights of the city buildings in the distance reveal the stars of light, declaring that this place is still a world occupied by humans.

The reorganized 34th Division is a combat unit of the A-type combat force in the battle sequence of the Red Republic Army. The qualifying staff is 16,000, but according to Lin Xiang, the actual combat personnel of the division have reached more than 30,000. If the reserve force composed of young and middle-aged women among the soldiers' families, this number can exceed 50,000 within twelve hours, which is as much as twice the standard qualifying staff.

The Western Military Region is actually the general term for the Third Army on paper. This huge force that guards the western part of the Red Republican Army is divided into three armies and six divisions. The Second Regiment of the 34th Division, which Lin Xiang served as the political commissar, is a fully militarized group centered on Tiefeng City.

Here is a world made up of soldiers.

On the first day of entering the Iron Front, Lin Xiang had already deeply felt the resistance and contempt for the people coming to Xinjing. Everything here seems to be out of the glory of the great leader. Although he also has the name of a group of Republican Army, he completely revealed two political attitudes that were completely different from those in the eastern region.

While the off-road vehicle stopped outside the cordon of the outer checkpoint of the Tiefeng City, an anti-aircraft machine gun mounted on the top of the concrete tower was also aimed at Lin Xiang who jumped from the driver's seat. In his dispersed detection consciousness, two 75mm anti-tank guns and six connected machine guns pointed at him at the same time. These powerful weapons were hidden inside permanent fortifications. They were either cleverly camouflaged turrets or hidden fire points half buried underground.

The cumbersome identity verification took nearly half a day. When the off-road vehicle entered the city under the guidance of a motorcycle patrol team, it projected from pedestrians beside the road to the gaze with the words "Jinga" on the body plate. Apart from doubts and weirdness, it was unconcealed coldness and hatred.

According to normal levels, the political commissar should first report to the highest military chief of his unit. However, "Lin Xiang did not find the leader of the regiment headquarters, named Chi Ling in the information text. A document with the rank of lieutenant was responsible for reception. Comparing the identity certificate and carefully verifying the relevant documents." He only took Lin Xiang to a separate single room, handing over the key, and then raised his hand to salute with the unconcealed coldness and indifference on his face, and then turned and left.

This city obviously does not welcome Lin Xiang. To be precise, it should be hostile to the seemingly beautiful halo of the political commissar.

The mornings in Tiefeng City are colder than those in the eastern city. Although it is midsummer, the air currents that come to your face still have a hint of chill.

Nearly a thousand soldiers were already standing in the square in the center of the military camp. They were wearing simple sweatshirts and military pants, and arranged into Xiqi's team. Amid the officers' scolding and commands, they were nervous and orderly preparing to start morning exercises.

Lin Xiang's tall and strong figure appeared at the exit of the officer dormitory building.

Countless eyes fell on him - hatred, curiosity, indifference, surprise like an extremely sharp sword, but it could not stop him from walking through countless people with a steady and unchanging pace, straightening his body, and standing at the forefront of the morning training team.

No one spoke, and endless doubts emanated from his eyes.

According to military regulations: officers above major or above can not go out for morning exercises. Looking around the entire square, Lin Xiang was the only one. He also wore the lieutenant colonel logo with two silver stars on his chest. The training officer was a sturdy lieutenant. He walked to Lin Xiang with a gloomy face and stared at Lin Xiang, who had no scruples and had no mood changes on his face. After nearly three minutes, he spat on the ground. He spitted and roared like thunder in a deafening tone.
Chapter completed!