"Do you think soldiers can come in here?" Yuna chuckled. "Apart from the junior officers of the 358th Regiment, anyone who can come in here must have at least the rank of major."

"Major?" Zhang Fan was a little surprised. So I'm not the highest-ranking officer here after all.

“That’s the son of the garrison commander of Muli Star,” Yuna pointed to the booths in the darkness around her. “That’s the nephew of the army commander of Haige Star, and that’s the younger brother of the air force commander of Anlin Star…”

"Sir, do you understand? Anyone here is of a higher rank than you."

Zhang Fan felt overwhelmed. How could so many relatives of some commander appear in such a small place as Benghazi?

“This is a land of chaos,” Yuna said, noticing Zhang Fan’s confusion. “Although Ryan claims sovereignty over this place, the only place he actually controls is Benghazi.”

"There are countless people with noble titles in the Chaotic Lands. It's hard to tell whether they are true nobles or self-proclaimed ones. A small family can occupy a small planet and produce a large number of so-called generals and commanders."

"The Ryan military recognizes their positions?" Zhang Fan asked, somewhat puzzled.

"Why won't you admit it?" Yuna leaned against Zhang Fan, wrapped his left arm around her waist, and slipped her hand under his clothes to stroke his chest. "Don't forget, the Khanate of Fas Khanate, the sworn enemy of the Duchy of Ryan, also claims sovereignty over this place."

"In order to win over these smaller forces and exclude the other side, Ryan and Fass are happy to give them some honorary titles."

"What credibility do these so-called nobles have? They'll side with whoever gives them the most benefits. A planet might fly the Ryan flag today, and the next day it could be the Phos flag. Isn't that ridiculous?"

As Zhang Fan listened, he roughly understood that the Chaotic Land was a chaotic area divided by various forces, which was similar to the warlord conflicts in China in the last century.

However, the forces here are numerous and chaotic.

Compared to Ryan or Fas, the forces here are very small; a small planet might only have a few thousand or tens of thousands of people, practically insignificant. However, if you want to incorporate this place into your territory, these small forces will surprisingly unite against you.

Countless small forces gathered together are like a swarm of mosquitoes, and even wolves and tigers dare not provoke them. Coupled with the harsh space environment of the Chaotic Land, large ships have to be on tenterhooks to navigate normally, let alone launch large-scale cluster battles.

Therefore, the Chaos Lands is a no-man's-land. Both Lion and Fath claim sovereignty over it, but neither can exert actual control. It is an independent kingdom ruled by a third party.

But why are Ryan and Fas fighting so fiercely over such a barren and chaotic place?

Because of energy.

The planet's rock formations here are rich in deuterium, a clean energy source for heavy nuclear fusion.

The Chaotic Lands have virtually no agriculture; over 90% of their food comes from imports from neighboring Lyon and Fath, while their exports consist mainly of concentrated deuterium rods.

"Ouch!"

Zhang Fan pinched Yuna's slender waist hard with his left hand. Yuna winced in pain, pulled her hand away from under his belt, and glared at him reproachfully.

"I think you still have a sane side, so I might as well give you a little reminder." Yuna leaned against Zhang Fan again, slipping her hand between the buttons of his shirt to stroke his pectoral muscles. "Do you know how your exes all died?"

"Hmm?" Zhang Fan immediately became interested. As long as Yuna's hand didn't go down, he let her touch him. "The information I read said that he died in the line of duty? But it didn't give any specific details."

"Died in the line of duty? You actually believe that? I don't really know the specific details, after all, I'm just a lowly lieutenant, I don't have access to that many secrets."

“But I can tell you, all your deceased exes have one thing in common with you,” Yuna said, lifting her face and smiling with narrowed eyes. “Guess what it is?”

"Are they all as handsome as me?" Zhang Fan replied.

"Pah!" Yuna replied, "They're all just like you, filled with so-called justice, and furious about what's happening here."

“Some of them are higher in rank than you. They submit reports to the military, wanting to expose everything here to the outside world.”

“We once placed our trust in these righteous officers with high hopes, hoping they could change everything here. And what happened?” Yuna leaned lazily against Zhang Fan, playing with his earlobe with her fingers. “In the end, all we got was news of them being transferred or ‘dying in the line of duty.’”

“We tried to fight back ourselves, attempting to send messages to outside news organizations, but…” Yuna sighed softly, “No reporters came here. Instead, the soldiers who tried to send messages to the outside world were beaten to death by their superiors, and their bones are still lying in the mine outside the base.”

“In the 358th Regiment, not a single officer above the rank of lieutenant is clean, including me.” Yuna pointed to her own nose, as if she were talking about something ridiculous, and laughed first, a bitter laugh. “Heh, the female soldiers’ battalion? Why do you think female soldiers get a separate dormitory? It’s just to make it easier for them to ‘do their business’.”

"And me, the female battalion commander? Heh heh heh, taking my sisters to those men's rooms every day, don't you think that's ridiculous? Hahaha!"

"Every time I bring them back and see their bodies covered in bruises and purple patches, do you know how I feel?"

"But I think, at least I can teach them some things, so that the sisters can have a fixed rest time every week, suffer less beatings from the officers, and send some money back to their poor hometowns, right?"

"I also want them to be able to see the outside world, to see the stunning scenery at the beach, to sunbathe on the sand in a bikini, to eat all kinds of delicious food from around the world, to try on all kinds of beautiful clothes, and to find their own love..."

"But I can't do it. If female soldiers enter this place, they can only grow old and die here."

"I don't want to watch my sisters die. There are only 30 sisters left. I don't want to see them disappear inexplicably again..."

Yuna's voice grew softer and softer. Zhang Fan gently put his arm around her waist, leaned forward, and pulled out a few tissues from the table in front of him to wipe away her tears.

"Huh? Did I cry?" Yuna touched her face. "How disgusting."

"No," Zhang Fan laughed. "You look much better now than before. If you had looked like this in the car from the start, I might have given in!"

"Pah! Don't think you're so charming!" Yuna looked at him with disdain. "That scoundrel Hans set you up. If you had touched me then, you'd be in for a world of hurt."

"Why are you telling me all this?" Zhang Fan asked Yuna with a smile.

“Because I think you’re at least human,” Yuna sighed. “Like I said before, you’re just like those officers, full of this cheap sense of justice, but I don’t want you to end up like them. And also…”

Yuna sat up straight and said very seriously, "I hope you can take Lina with you."

"Although Lina and I are not related by blood, I have already treated her as my own sister."

"Even if you don't like her, it doesn't matter. As long as you make her yours, you can take her with you when you leave the 358th Regiment."

“Before, I could protect her by using the excuse of ‘leaving her to the new commander.’ Now that you’re here, if you don’t want her, she’ll only fall into the hands of Hans and his gang of scoundrels. Is that what you want?”

"I don't want to." Zhang Fan shook his head.

"So, just enjoy yourself." Yuna reached under Zhang Fan's clothes and groped around. "Going along with the crowd is the safest way to survive here. After a few years of peace, you can take Lina and leave this place. Why not?"

“Before this…” Yuna pulled up her tight skirt and straddled Zhang Fan, “I always thought of it as being bitten by a dog, but now I want to try what it feels like not to be bitten by a dog.”

Yuna pushed Zhang Fan's upper body back onto the sofa, but then pulled on his tie and drew his head close to her chest, sticking out her tongue to lick her lips seductively.

Zhang Fan chuckled, picked up Yuna's legs, and walked out. Yuna ended up hanging on him in a very comical position, like a frog.

What are you going to do?

"I want to go somewhere else, to see the men's barracks."