Fang Rong reacted instantly, pulled the blanket over Fang Hua's head, and pressed him down onto her lap.

After all, Fang Hua is more famous than him and has a very distinctive appearance. Once you see him, you won't forget him. If you're unlucky enough to run into a soldier you trained with before, then you'll definitely be in trouble.

"Come on over, I have some more here, but you'll have to make them yourselves," Fang Rong invited them with a smile.

It's quite cold in the middle of the night, and he especially likes it when someone makes him some hot pot or something similar when he's on night duty.

"That's great?" Sure enough, there was more than one person at the door, and another person stepped in.

"It's convenient." Fang Rong pretended to bend down to get something from under the table, but actually he was taking it from his spatial storage. However, since his back was to the two people, they couldn't see him.

"It feels so good to have something to eat." Two boxes of instant noodles won over the two people, but they were clearly very interested in Fang Hua, constantly asking him, "What's wrong with him?"

"He has a cold and is sweating profusely, so let him lie down for a while. Please don't tell anyone," Fang Rong explained.

"You have a cold?" one of them said enthusiastically. "I happen to have some medical knowledge, let me take a look."

"No need," Fang Rong refused. "It's nothing serious, I'll be fine after a good night's sleep."

He patted Fang Hua, telling him to lie down obediently.

"You two seem to have a pretty good relationship." This gesture might be interpreted by others as something more than just a normal relationship. "Brothers?"

"Hmm." Fang Rong nodded, clearly not wanting to say more.

"Hey, I've never seen you guys before, are you new faces?"

"Hmm." Fang Rong said simply, "Actually, I'm not good enough to be ranked, so I was assigned here."

"I see." The man seemed thoughtful, as if he had thought of something.

Fang Rong was afraid they would realize what was going on, so she didn't dare say more. She chatted briefly for a bit before shooing them away.

Obviously, the two people didn't care much. They might have had some suspicions, but they just didn't want to get involved.

This result couldn't be better, Fang Rong was very satisfied, and only let Fang Hua out after they left.

"Now it's my turn to work the second half of the night shift, you can get some sleep."

Fang Hua didn't refuse, nodded gently and said okay, then hugged his waist and fell asleep contentedly, her carefree demeanor making others envious.

Being thick-skinned has its advantages; at least you won't create trouble for yourself. Fang Rong is so tired because she thinks too much.

For example, this matter had nothing to do with him, but he was willing to make an effort.

Of course, it's not that there's absolutely no connection; there is definitely some, at least that's what he thinks.

In the dead of night, the only sound in the quiet monitoring room was Fang Hua's breathing. Fang Rong had stayed up until midnight and had fallen asleep leaning against the table. When he woke up again, he was covered with a blanket and held in Fang Hua's arms. Fang Hua would occasionally lean down and kiss him; the cool skin felt especially delicious.

"Cough cough →_→" Fang Rong interrupted him, sat up, felt a little cold after taking a nap, but the weather was getting cooler, and it was almost time to take over the shift.

The two sat in the monitoring room waiting for their chance. The duty roster was posted on the wall. They would start their shift at 7:00 a.m. sharp, and it was 6:30 a.m. now.

The military is indeed the most disciplined place; you can only arrive early and not late. Before seven o'clock, the two of them came together, each carrying a cup of hot water.

His voice was icy, "It's only been a few months and it's already this cold."

“Yeah, these clothes are taking a bit of a hit,” another chimed in.

Fang Rong remained silent, pulling her hat brim down low and turning up her collar, mimicking their actions by hugging her arms as if she were very cold.

"Nothing happened yesterday, right?" one of the two asked.

"No." Fang Rong shook her head and spoke in a low voice.

"That's good."

Fang Rong and Fang Hua were facing the monitor with their backs to the two people behind them, so they were unaware that the people had been replaced.

"By the way, Zhang Huan, your voice sounds strange today." One of the two, who was slightly overweight, patted Fang Rong on the shoulder, looking puzzled.

Fang Rong grabbed him with her backhand, pulled and twisted him, and pulled him into her arms. She knocked him unconscious with a karate chop, while the other person, who was far away, shouted when he saw that things were not going well.

Fang Hua quickly reacted, leaped up, and knocked the other person unconscious as well.

The two men took out ropes, tied the man up, and stuffed him under the table. Given the soldiers' physical fitness and good self-rescue abilities, they would most likely be able to escape before the sonar radiometer exploded. So Fang Rong wasn't worried; at worst, she could just have them carry the parachute.

Time ticked by, and Fang Rong, wearing a walkie-talkie, listened to Bazaar and Li Wenyang, as well as a mysterious, deep male voice, which was probably the hacker recommended by Li Wenyang.

The sound has been processed by the system, so the original sound is indistinguishable, but it still sounds quite nice.

The spaceship was huge, and more and more people appeared on the monitors, with all kinds of equipment ready.

"That should be about right," a female male voice came from the loudspeaker.

"The spaceship is about to take off. All departments, please prepare for takeoff and fasten your seatbelts..." This sentence was repeated two or three times. The spaceship made a loud noise, its hull shook, and it slowly rose upwards.

The surveillance camera not only monitors the inside but also the outside, which can effectively prevent attacks, but it's basically useless in the air.

This position is the best place to observe the outside situation, so he and Li Wenyang both felt that it had to be here.

It also made things easier for Li Wenyang and Bazaar. Now everyone is on the boat, which is neither too big nor too small. If a fight breaks out somewhere, the others will arrive immediately. That's why they prepared people to delay them.

Fang Rong was the only one doing the real work; the others were just stalling for time. However, their work was more dangerous, while Fang Rong's was the easiest. He didn't encounter any major dangers, but time was of the essence, so he had to be quick.

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