Counterfeit Hero

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On the central control computer in the war room, the fat man opened the electronic document that Bernadotte gave to him through Su Kezhou. The first thing that appeared before him was a letter.

The fat man took a deep breath and closed his eyes.

It's been almost half a year since I lived in the free world, and this is the first time Lerei's headquarters has been able to contact himself. Over the past six months, the situation has changed. Lere is no longer the same as Lere in the past. He is struggling here with all kinds of things. Is there any meaning in it? Whether all efforts are turned into flowing water are in this letter.

The fat man closed his eyes for a long time, and he dared not read the text on the virtual screen for a long time. He was really scared. All his perseverance was not recognized, and his last pillar was completely destroyed. He was also afraid that under the oppression of the Fiji League, the power that the bandit army had just accumulated would be easily buried by an order.

Zuo Siyou wanted to be old for a long time, the fat man gritted his teeth. Damn, it ’s a blessing, not a curse, it ’s a curse to avoid. Anyway, it ’s going to be black all the time. Who the **** dare to order Lao Tzu to hand over power, I said nothing!

He raised his eyebrows and opened one eye.

"Fat:

I am very happy to hear what you have done in Mars Freeport. "

Seeing this first sentence, the fat man's eyes opened completely.

"I thought about it for a long time, but still gave up the video and decided to write a letter to you. Because, I have too many words to say, but I looked at the camera, but I could n’t say anything. Perhaps, these depressions in my heart Emotions can only be poured out by letter. "

On the virtual screen, text flows quietly.

"It has been four years since the Gacharin Empire invaded the Galileo galaxy. I can't bear to think back on what happened in the past four years. The war, the pain that caused Lere, I often wake up from my dreams.

The wreckage of the warship slowly rolling deep into the universe ... the bright red and dazzling names on the bulletin board of the fallen soldiers ... and the blank and painful eyes of the Lelei people ... These scenes always appear repeatedly in my dreams. I know that no matter what the ending will be, the rest of my life will be spent in pain.

I stood in front of the command headquarters, I was leading the army, but I watched Le Lei slide down into the abyss. Every picture of suffering in the dream is a punishment for me.

Now, the warships of Desik, Sousse and Jeppen are leaping over the jumping point and appearing in the star field that once belonged to us. Our cities are destroyed, our people are displaced, our fighters, one by one, fall in the pool of blood. The pain, at this moment, can no longer be added.

On the day the Lei Lei central star field was breached, Flavio and I, at the Le Lei embassy in Chakna, lowered the flag by half hands. On that day, many people shut themselves up in the office and wept loudly. For General Snyder, for Lieutenant General Brown, and for the heroic sacrifice of every soldier of the Leray Fleet in the battle for the defense of the Central Stars.

It is impossible to describe this kind of grief in words. Those are the most outstanding young men of Lere ’s most loyal fighters. For four years, they have been defending this country with their lives, but they did not expect that they died in such a way. .

When I took the report from the Fei Meng Command, my hand was shaking all the time.

Before that war, they had not been supplied for half a month. They had just bravely repelled the joint attack of Jeppen and Sousse, consuming a lot of supplies and ammunition, but they did not get any supplements. They can only repair the ship by themselves, and can only stand alone in the space jump point.

I seemed to see the broken warships, the tired soldiers, right in front of my eyes. They are telling me that they lack ammunition, food, water and parts. The battleship was no longer able to move, and many wounded soldiers died because they could not get even medical treatment.

However, even so, they are still standing in front of powerful enemies and fighting back.

I watched them fight with tears in my eyes, and my heart was like a sword.

I still clearly remember the appearance of Schneider and Brown. I remember that these two guys who were so good in a pair of pants put their spotless uniforms hot and straight, and their shoes were shiny, leaning on the corridor railings of the Supreme Command Building Little girl in the secretariat. They seemed to have been by my side and never left.

I ca n’t say this anymore. I ’m afraid I ’m going to lift the gun now, tuck it in my mouth and pull the trigger, and follow these soldiers who make me sad!

I love them, they are all good!

In those two days, we didn't know how we came. We often think about it, Lere, is that the end? After four years of unrelenting resistance, the curtain call in such a humiliating way?

And this time, we got news about you. Did you know that when we received the Mars report from the Philippine Command, we sat in the embassy all night silly.

We are afraid of falling asleep. Because we were afraid that we would wake up early in the morning and find this to be a dream. We pray that God will not tease us or give us the illusion of hope when we are desperate. We prayed that as soon as it lighted up early, someone could rush to us and yell at us, telling us this is true.

On that day, the staff members who had always been cold-nosed and cold-eyed to the Philippine Command's liaison office in Chakna, who were above the top of their eyes, voluntarily gave way when they saw us arrive. On that day, the Filipino Command took the initiative to solicit our guidance on the Mars Channel and asked us to order you to transport an armor.

Flavio and I signed your name on your promotion order, and then left with your head held for the first time. Whether to give mech or not, it's your business, we can't control it.

We went back to the embassy, ​​drank all night of wine, and cried all night.

The old fellow Flavio cried the loudest, without the president's appearance at all, and his tears and nose ran together. While crying, I praise you, exhausting all the adjectives he can think of in his head full of pale hair.

At the beginning, it was you who covered him from the siege of Sijo. At that time, you were the eternal pain in his heart. And now, you are far away from the free world of Lere, sowing a seed, and the tenacious flowering .... This old man is proud of you.

Not only are we proud of you, all the embassy people yelled for your victory all night and all night.

The Chakner guards outside the embassy thought the people in this building were crazy. Yes, we are crazy, we hug each other with tears, we toast each other, we sing and dance again, we know Lere, still alive! She stood in front of the Feimeng and Xiyue, crumbling, but never fell!

You have given everyone who despised us, a loud slap! Tell all Lere warriors beside you that you are our pride.

As I wrote this letter, it seemed that I saw the fat man who was panic-stricken, and the mechanic corporal who sent me to the front of Cato with a badge and a lieutenant rank in Gary Palan. Fate was so miraculous that when she closed the door to Lere, she opened another window. I'm sure that choosing you as the hero of Le Lei was the most correct decision we made.

There is a gift that will be handed over to you by Admiral Russell one day in the future. It was us who had left our homes, President Hamilton, General Mikhailovich, and countless generals thrown into prison at this moment, the only members of Congress who can do for this country.

Believe us, when you fight alone in the distant Mars, we never give up. One day, we can go back together and regain the freedom and glory that belonged to Le Lei. Send the aggressor and betrayal to the grave. I spent the rest of my life looking forward to that day.

Everything, for Lere.

for freedom.

In order to go not far away, the lingering heroes still in the stars!

Tribute to you, our hero.

John Bernadotte

June 29, 2063.

At night, the town of Provence was enveloped.

Wei Jianshan, Old Smith, Kozmo, and all the Mars people stood quietly in the hallway, watching Markwich and a group of Lere fighters gathered at the door of the meeting room.

They know what happened to these Lereans. They also know that after so long in the free world, these Lereans finally waited for a letter.

Three hours later, the door was silent.

Helen's hand, resting on the door handle, hesitated for a long time, and finally opened the door gently in the almost begging eyes of the soldiers.

The meeting room was empty. Gently bypassing the oval conference table, everyone stopped.

They saw that in front of the flashing virtual screen, the fat man curled up on the ground, clenched his fists, and tears flowed. Cry like a wronged child.

All eyes were on the letter on the virtual screen.

The eyes of the soldiers, as lines of text moved back and forth, each time back and forth, the eyes were moist.

"... Yes, we are crazy, we hug each other with tears, we toast each other, we sing and dance, we know, Lere, still alive!" A soldier was chanting softly 'S voice trembled a little.

"... Believe us, when you are fighting alone in the distant Mars, we have never given up." Another soldier was crying.

Tears rolled out of his eyes.

It was erased, it poured out again, and it could n’t stop!

For all Leray warriors, all the pain and suffering experienced has now given the best return.

Looking at the fat man's back, looking at the tearful men beside him, Helen covered her mouth deadly. Her long eyelashes were covered with tears. The teardrops, like pearls with broken threads, slipped over the back of the hand and dripped on the ground.

The boy did not flick with tears, but only when he was sad. What could be more distressing than the tears of these men who insist on resistance!

"Colonel ..." A young soldier wiped tears: "Will we fight back?"

The fat man staggered up.

"Yes!" His voice was hoarse.

In front of me, it was like a movie. It was a Lelei battleship that had been torn apart. That was a tired face in the trench. That was the burning territory of Lelei.

One day, we will go back .......

The hero is not far away, waiting for us under that starry sky!

There are many Lelei people who have never given up!

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"Lerei?" Theresa and Keo's expressions suddenly changed.

In all docks and space stations in the Freeway, there is a rule that no one can enter with weapons except those who occupy these places.

Although Theresa and Keo are considered the privileged class of this space station, they can only have a few knives.

Faced with hundreds of hatred of Lere, the role of these knives can be imagined.

"What do you want to do?" Trisha shouted sharply, while quietly reaching for Racchio's eyes.

Keo stunned, and immediately grasped the experience, backed two steps, turned around and rushed into the hotel lobby. He didn't know if these people came for the woman who was still in the hotel and could not run out! However, no matter what happens, it is always right to hold a card in your hand first.

However, he had just rushed to the door, inside the narrow and ruined door, a big foot in thick leather hard boots kicked him on the face. With just a muffled sound, Keo was like a broken sack, his feet vacated forward, his body turned over 270 degrees in the air, and his head fell to the ground.

The back of his head touched the ground, the blood was flowing like blood, and he covered his face and could not help rolling and howling. When I raised my head again, there was only one **** hole in one eye, and my whole face was full of blood holes.

At the sight of this scene, Mrs. Easton screamed suddenly, rolled her eyes, fainted a few times, and failed to faint.

Old Hucker appeared with a smile at the door of the hotel. Behind him, several burly men guarded Meiduo.

"Want to grab someone in front of Lao Tzu, you're still tender." The old guy exposed his smoked yellow teeth, hehe smiled, and the soles of the tall cock, a row of **** nails.

Keo, Teresa and a thug beater looked blank in the rolling wailing on the ground. They never dreamed that these Lerei people dared to charge Keo like this poisonous hand.

"Guard!" Teresa opened the communicator pinned to her neckline and screamed in shock: "Come here!"

Seeing hundreds of Lere approaching to themselves, Teresa's face was pale, her mouth was incoherent, and she screamed as quickly as a cannon: "You stop for me, who sent you, do you know who I am, You are a mess, and when the guards come, you will all die! "

"Guards?" Carl shook his big head, a vicious smile in the corner of his mouth, and pointed his finger to the huge skylight on the dome: "Do you expect someone with a rifle to come to rescue you at this time?"

Theresa and others looked up at the sky. Mrs. Easton screamed first: "Oh, my God. Oh, my God ..."

In the short scream made by this fat woman patting her chest, a tattered battleship was lined up in a neat attack formation, sliding across the sky outside the skylight. As the battleship's main gun and the flared rotating turret flickered one after another, countless energy guns flew across the void, and after a while, the space station shivered again in a violent explosion.

"Broken ghost!" Theresa's face changed completely. It was not pale, but a dead gray of extreme fear!

Thousands of warships were looted, hundreds of space stations and docks were ransacked ..... According to rumors, this fleet of all broken ships has been portrayed as a terrifying devil.

"Pretty?" Another naval gun salvo, looking at the energy cannon light cluster that swept through the skylight like a meteor group, Carl said coldly: "Forgot to tell you that this is the Lerean fleet."

The Lerein's fleet ......... Karl's words, like a bayonet, stabbed into the heart of Trisha and others.

Mrs. Easton fell on her feet and knelt on the ground. Her son, completely without the disguised wood, widened his eyes in horror.

"It's impossible! You Leray, how could there be a fleet in the free channel!" Teresa cried: "Even if your fleet is, you want to capture here, you are dreaming! The rifle club has already contacted North Alliance, with your warships like that, it is not enough to sew the North Alliance! Guards, guards! "

"Scream, scream hard." The big-headed Carl Gar smiled, like an evil big-headed pervert: "Look if anyone comes to save you ..."

No one came. The guards distributed in various streets on weekdays disappeared without a trace. Keo was still rolling on the ground, groaning from the throat in horror and pain. However, in the face of hundreds of Lere people holding chairs, wooden sticks, and step by step, Trisha couldn't care about her brother at the moment. She immediately gritted her teeth and said to the thugs: "Don't be afraid, We have a knife. Get out! "

With her orders, the thugs around her suddenly waved their swords in a frenzy, trying to intimidate the Lere people who surrounded the circle and broke out of a passage.

"Unknown idiot!" Carl waved and ordered: "Group fight!"

The dozens of pirates at the forefront of the crowd could no longer restrain them. Immediately swarming. The wooden sticks on the bench in the sky waved up and down, screaming again and again. In a moment, several of Teresa's men had been smashed and bruised, and they could not help twitching and wailing.

Theresa, Mrs. Easton, and Eki did not suffer any injuries. They were only kicked on their legs, and they were kneeled to the ground by several big men. Three people, like three quail being fried.

There is really no suspense in such a group fight.

Looking at what was happening in front of him, Meiduo was a little dazed.

She just took advantage of the chaos and grabbed the fruit knife in her hand, but she didn't expect that in a blink of an eye, the situation changed suddenly, and she had just dominated the person who died. Now, she has become the prey of others ...

"You ..." Meiduo's knife, still in her heart, she looked at the old pirate: "You are ..."

"Are you Miss Mido?" Old Huck asked.

Mei Duo bit his lip, hesitating, and finally nodded.

"That's right!" Old Huck rubbed his hands happily: "We are here to save you, lady boss!"

Lady boss? Mei Duo's face grew paler.

"We are all soldiers of Colonel Tian!" Old Huck didn't notice that Meiduo was terrified by him, and stepped on Keo's face with a smile: "Fortunately, the big guy recognized you, If something happened to you, Lao Zifei killed all 106 space stations! "

"Colonel Tian?" Mei Duo's mind, like a thunder flashed, the knife in his hand fell to the ground. Tears suddenly came out: "Colonel Tian you said, is it called Tian Xingjian?"

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Clayton stood in the huge circular central control room of the space station, staring out of the window.

In front of him, a tattered cruiser was crossing a beautiful arc in the starry sky. With the movement of this battleship, the rotating turret on the port side, like dozens of steel needles attracted by magnets, pointed exactly The diagonal rear of the battleship, a moment later, a fierce white light flashed over, a heavy frigate belonging to the rifle club fleet was torn into pieces by the energy gun.

The cruiser completed the slewing gracefully and precisely. Next to her, five equally ruined armed merchant ships were completing a salvo. This time, the victims were two armed merchant ships of the same rank from the Rifle Club.

A round of mixed artillery shells hit these ruined warships, but only a few ripples of blue energy shields appeared, and each of their salvos harvested the life of the Rifle Club fleet.

In the distance, there is another fleet led by a broken cruiser. The same leisurely walk, the same precise shooting, in front of this group of warships, the fleet of rifle clubs is like a lamb under a butcher's knife.

Clayton rolled his eyes hard, watching the group of stars in the starry sky shuttle back and forth, constantly cutting the rifle club fleet to kill the battleship one by one, but only felt bitter in his mouth.

At first glance, he recognized these battleships-"Broken Ghost". This pirate fleet, as people describe them, suddenly appeared on the free channel like a ghost. No one has seen them before.

But it was these tattered warships that attacked more than 200 fleets and plundered more than 1,300 ships in just a month or two. Even the material fleet, security regiment fleet, and pirate fleet of giant enterprises cannot escape their clutches. No matter how brave people are, they also regard this fleet as a nightmare of free shipping!

Clayton did not want to suffer this nightmare.

Since the beginning of the Mars genre war, he has been trembling on thin ice. Not only did he return all the battleships to which the Rifle Club belonged to the 106 space station, he also spent a lot of money and bought a fortress cannon that had flowed out of the Salgar Longbow Galaxy! And racked his brains to catch up with the Northern Business Alliance, a big company in the Mars family.

Clayton knew that the 106 Space Station would become fat in the eyes of others sooner or later. The original rule of the free world was to eat weak meat and eat strong food. During the war, no one spoke of emotion or morality.

It was only after receiving the guarantee from the Northern Business Alliance that Clayton felt relieved. The wool came from the sheep, and he didn't care about the money he spent. As long as you can keep the 106 space station, no amount of money can be earned! Here, he is the God who rules everything!

However, what he didn't expect was that all his own business had become a mere bubble in an instant.

The battle report on the computer in the center console showed that the fortress gun installed on the space station was accurately destroyed by a volley of a broken ghost ship without firing a gun. At present, the infantry club patrol fleet that is cruising outside the 106 space station has been annihilated, and the battleships that have successively left the port to face the battle have also suffered the same fate. Under the blockade of the enemy's two cruisers, the remaining warships may not even be able to leave the port!

Clayton had to say that this **** fleet came too soon.

Twenty hours ago, there were also 20 NATO armed merchant ships and 65 frigates stationed in the 106 space station port. Their commander Ibrahimovic also exchanged a cup with Clayton, embracing the most The beautiful woman stood on the balcony of the highest and most luxurious room on the space station, watching the bustling crowd below, enjoying everything brought by power.

At that time, no one dared to call 106 Space Station.

But who thought that when Ibrahimovic received an order from the headquarters of the North Alliance and just led all warships out of the 106 space station, this fleet of "broken ghosts" that wandered in the Mars channel and made people talk about it changed. Come the door! Not only that, this fleet is stronger than the rumors. Not only do they have energy shields and energy cannons, they also have two cruisers equipped with all military equipment!

"Immediately find a way to contact the North Alliance Fleet." Clayton wandered around the room like a trapped beast. Now, the North Alliance Fleet is his only hope: "They should not have gone far!"

The correspondent immediately executed Clayton's order.

The dripping sound of the signal, the sound of keyboard knocking, and the sound of calling suddenly sounded like a piece.

When the image of the commander of the North Union Fleet on the virtual screen gradually emerged, Clayton snapped up the communicator: "Ibrahimovic! We have been attacked, it is a broken ghost, save me, my friend, you must Come back quickly, only your fleet can save me. Their attack power is too strong, and my fleet can't even get out of the port ... "

After an incoherent speech, Clayton suddenly had an ominous hunch, his heart slowly sank, and his voice became smaller and smaller ... On the virtual screen, the one who made his intention to make friends, called his brother On the face of the commander of the Northern Alliance Fleet was a bitter smile.

"Clayton ......" Ibrahim said slowly: "I just received the news that the North Alliance has been defeated. Now, the one who holds Mars and North Alliance is the one I used to be in front of you. The robbers in the town of Prow who have passed away! Now, I am instructed to lead the fleet and stop in the designated airspace, waiting for the bandit fleet to receive. I'm afraid I can't help you any more. "

"Northern Union defeated?" Clayton's brain was blank: "That Lere?"

"Yes!" Ibrahimovic sighed: "It's not that I don't want to help you, it is ... you surrender."

"Surrender ?!" Ibrahimovic was completely silly.

"I'm not afraid to tell you the truth, I have heard from friends in other fleets of the North Alliance ..." Ibrahimovic smiled bitterly: "The Devil's Eye was originally planted under this fleet. Moreover, they recently robbed Most of the space stations and free docks that have been plundered have not been wiped out, except for a few space stations controlled by the Sousse and Jeppen ... their identity, I do n’t need to understand it anymore, right? "

"This is a fleet of bandits from Protown?" Clayton's station was unstable. "Lere?"

"People didn't admit it!" Ibrahimovic smiled bitterly: "Although your rifle club is not very good for the Lere people, after all, it did not condone those Sousse and Jeppen people to kill them, and it still maintained order. With those Le in your space station Thunder, you can save your life. You know, the space stations that slaughtered the Lere are almost completely destroyed! "

A loud noise came from the window. Outside the window, the broken fleet that had ended the battle was firing at the port lock of the space station. Fragments of ship locks shattered by energy shells burst into the sky.

"Send me a signal" Clayton turned suddenly: "Request to speak with the opposing fleet commander."

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106 Space Station Slums.

Gu Xin gave the broken cylindrical rest cabin to a couple who had just come here. I chose a place against the wall by the street and sat down. His wife snuggled tightly against him, resting her head on his shoulder wearily. The daughter with her arms around her has fallen asleep. The three-year-old kid has supple hair and long eyelashes. However, because of lack of food, the child's original pink and dull face has lost a lot.

Gu Xin looked back. The couple, the woman who had taken over the rest cabin, had fallen asleep in the rest cabin, and the man in his forties nodded at him gratefully.

Gu Xin waved his hand. I wasn't a good person. I gave up the rest cabin because the woman was pregnant. Perhaps it was terrified. When she came here, she looked pale and looked worried. In this world, if not even the Lereans themselves help the Lereis, how can they survive?

Gently flicked her daughter's hair down on her eyes, and Gu Xin quietly looked at the street in front of her for almost twenty days.

The streets are already overcrowded. Perhaps it is because everyone received the same news, so all the Lelei people in this huge space station have gathered here. Now, some people are sitting quietly by the roadside, and some people are shuttled through the crowd, trying to find an open space. There are others who gather around and talk about everything.

"Boom!" There was another explosion in the distance.

The space station, shaking in the explosion.

"That's ours?" The wife Freya's voice trembled a little.

"Huh!" Gu Xin nodded vigorously. He twisted his head to prevent his hesitant eyes from being seen by his wife. In fact, he is not sure about his wife's problems.

More than a month ago, Gu Xin took his wife and daughter and embarked on the spacecraft leaving Lelei.

After 20 days of voyages full of danger, the spacecraft finally reached the 106 space station of the Mars Freeway.

When the spacecraft entered the space station port, Gu Xin breathed a sigh of relief. The narrow and depressing cabin of the spaceship was driving him crazy. He thought that when he got to the space station, he could take a good rest and then continue his hopeful journey.

But who knows, this parking is actually the beginning of a nightmare.

The price is a hundred times higher than Le Lei in the war, which is the most gentle robbery. Then, there was blatant robbery, kidnapping, extortion, abduction ......... There is no reason for the Lere people here. Those rifle guards turned a blind eye to the Lere people being bullied, and those Sousse, Jeppen, and Desik were unscrupulous.

As far as Gu Xin knows, several Leray families who came from the same spaceship with him were destroyed because of women being trafficked and raped or men being robbed and killed.

If you did n’t find the ghetto where the Lere people gathered, everyone joined together and tried desperately. If you did n’t stab the Sos who wanted to **** her wife, there was no guard with a rifle club beside him. The arrogance of the Sousse and Jeppen people, Gu Xin did not know whether he could still sit here now.

Twenty days in this space station, he didn't fall asleep. Every day, I am in a state of worrying and ready to work hard at any time. It ’s not just him. This is true of every Lere in this street.

The money has been used up, and the jewelry and everything that can be sold have been sold clean. Seeing the day of drinking a glass of water and eating a small piece of black bread every day, it is also time to reach the end of the mountains and the water is exhausted, but everyone has got the news that the Lere people's own fleet is about to occupy 106 space stations.

If it weren't the big-headed guy who was Lere, if it wasn't for him to mention the federal hero Tian Xingjian, Gu Xin couldn't believe such news even one percent.

A destroyer in the free world can capture the pirate base and pull out a powerful fleet of free and vertical channels?

More than a hundred people can overturn the Mars Freeport, gather all the geniuses with high eyes, defeat the Northern Business Alliance, and control the Mars planet?

Isn't that nonsense!

However, the protagonist of this fairy tale like Tianfang Yetan is Tian Xingjian, that fat man!

Does any Lerei don't know that fat man?

That was the hero of Lere, who had repeatedly created miracles, and the one who couldn't help but burn his blood when he had watched his battlefield records and reports.

The sound of explosions was one after another, and the shaking of the space station became more and more intense.

Looking at the people on the street, those pairs of eyes full of hope and wing, Gu Xinxin, also became hot as the space station shook. Perhaps, the big-headed Lerei said everything was true!

"Here ..."

The system broadcast on the dome made a harsh noise.

In the slums, all voices disappeared. People stood up one after another, looking at the high dome in amazement. The whole street was silent.

A moment later, the system broadcast came the voice of Clayton: "I am the leader of the rifle club Clayton. I announced that the rifle club would surrender unconditionally and accept the leadership of Colonel Tian Xingjian from the Pro Town. 106 Space Station, from now on , Belonging to the Mars League Mutual Aid Alliance ... repeat ... "

On the streets, men, women, children, old and young, all Lerei people looked at each other, and after a second, the whole ghetto burst into joy.

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