In other words, once Han Junche leaves, whether he is taken away from Blue Star alive or dead, it will be a final farewell to Chi Xia.

No one spoke; at this moment, nothing they said could express their feelings.

Finally, Han Junche composed himself and calmly explained the next steps to them.

This time, instead of taking a plane, he went to the United States by ship. However, he did not go to the KD state where the aliens lived. Instead, he went to the JNF state first, waited for the R aliens to release the people, and then exchanged them in the JNF state. Once the exchange was successful, he would immediately pick up the people by ship.

Listening to his methodical arrangements, everyone understood that Han Junche must have had the idea of ​​sacrificing himself long ago, otherwise he wouldn't have been so thorough and detailed.

No one said it was good, and no one said it was bad.

Han Junche didn't pay attention to their answers and continued to talk about his arrangements: "These things must be kept secret from the outside world. We don't have the resources to fight against aliens. So we don't need too many people to escort or pick up people. Just some basic equipment will suffice."

"I will leave the capital under the pretext of inspecting the state of combat readiness throughout the empire. I hope you can cooperate with me and keep this a secret from Chi Xia until I leave Blue Star."

After saying this, Han Junche took a deep breath, remained silent for a while, and said, "Of course, what I said before was an ideal situation, but those aliens don't treat us as human beings, and they may not keep their promises. We still need to be prepared for a full-scale war."

"If I fail to bring them back this time, as one of the conditions, I will make the same choice as the seriously injured members of the rescue team. At that time, the Empire and even the entire planet will be in your hands."

"If possible, I hope you can take good care of Chi Xia and keep her away from the war. Even if you have to use force or tie her up, please make sure she doesn't lose her mind because of hatred. That's all I have to say. Since the spaceship will take a long time, I would appreciate it if Mr. Yang could communicate with those aliens and explain my meaning."

Han Junche looked at everyone and slowly said, "Once they agree, we will immediately prepare the ships and personnel and set off. If there's nothing else, everyone can go about their business."

Qin Zhao was the first to slam the door and leave, followed by Yang Hong, who had been assigned a task, then Director Xin, and finally Mr. Mei.

Apart from Qin Zhao storming out in anger, everyone else kept their heads down and remained silent. When Qi Heng greeted them, they did not return the greeting or reply for the first time.

After they left, Han Junche took out his phone, opened the photo album, and silently looked at Chi Xia's photos without saying a word.

His hand gently brushed across the photograph, across her cheek, her eyes, her lips. Even though she was in the office not far away, he only dared to look at her photograph here.

However, he didn't know that while he was gently stroking Chi Xia's photo, Chi Xia was sitting at home, tears streaming down her face.

She knows Han Junche too well.

She had anticipated this day would come after the rescue team lost contact.

He became more and more taciturn each day. Although he tried his best to appear calm and composed in front of her, just like usual, whenever her gaze inadvertently swept over him, she would find him deep in thought with his eyes downcast.

Most importantly, he became gentler towards her every day, so gentle that it was as if he were a completely different person. He gave her detailed instructions on everything, big or small.

Even if she hadn't gotten up when he left early in the morning, he would leave her a note reminding her to eat breakfast.