Thanks to the Nightfall team, all members of Mask are now on vacation.

The original plan of the [Masked] team on the first day of the holiday was to sleep at home until they woke up naturally. After all, they hadn't had a good night's sleep in the past two years... But when they heard that this morning was the awarding ceremony for the [Nightfall] team, they hurriedly got up early and rushed over.

As this was the first ceremony to award two "Star Sea" medals since the establishment of the Night's Watch, they did not want to miss it, especially since the ones who were about to take over the two medals were their former descendants.

No matter what, they have to come to support the occasion and see how far these younger generations have grown.

Wang Mian sat on the chair and casually pulled out a silver hair from his temple. As if he had noticed something, he turned his head and looked towards the entrance of the venue.

"They are coming." Wang said with a smile.

Everyone turned to look.

Behind the door, seven figures wearing crimson cloaks walked slowly out of the shadows. They were holding their own straight knives or black boxes, with their heads held high and their eyes shining like stars.

An indescribable aura emanated from him.

The moment they appeared, everyone present began to whisper.

For many of them, this was the first time they saw the real face of the Nightfall team.

Seeing Lin Qiye and the others walk onto the stage, the members of the [Masked] team began to whisper to each other.

"Hey, Lin Qiye has grown quite a bit in these years, hasn't he?"

"Yeah, the temperament is different."

"That little fat boy is still as fat as before, which is quite cute... But why does he have such a deep scar on his face?"

"It seems that it's not easy for the little fat man either."

"Shouldn't the one who has changed the most be Shen Qingzhu? Look at him, where is he still the troublemaker he used to be?"

"Indeed, this aura is too steady... Wasn't it like this when he wanted to drag me to death by suffocation like a mad dog?"

"Tsk, Cao Yuan still looks the same, not like a good person..."

“…”

The images of the four people from that year emerged in the minds of the [Masked] team members, and they couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

"...The [Nightfall] team broke into the Takamagahara 'Human Circle' alone. In the world's largest 'Human Circle', they overthrew the divine authority that had existed for a hundred years, killed the Eight-foot Mirror Spirit Thunder Beast, destroyed the 'Human Circle's' invasion plan against Daxia, and saved hundreds of millions of innocent souls...

Here, on behalf of all members of the Great Xia Night Watch, I award the [Nightfall] team the first 'Star Sea' medal."

"...Shenlong Pass was attacked and lost contact. The second catastrophic beast tide swept through. On the way back, the [Nightfall] team defended Shenlong Pass to the death, delaying the arrival of reinforcements, and preventing a catastrophe for many cities and lives along the coast of Daxia...

Here, on behalf of all members of the Great Xia Night Watch, I award the [Nightfall] team the second 'Star Sea' medal."

Two shining medals containing the sea of ​​stars appeared in front of Lin Qiye. He lowered his head and stared at the two medals for a moment, then took them out.

There was thunderous applause from the audience.

Among them, the seven figures in the corner clapped the most enthusiastically.

Lin Qiye was holding the medal, his eyes subconsciously attracted by their applause. When he saw seven familiar faces, his eyes narrowed slightly.

When he was in the training camp, Lin Qiye had the honor of having dinner with the [Masked] team. He had seen their appearance under the masks. Although everyone in the [Masked] team looked much older and haggard at this moment, he still recognized them at a glance.

Are they also here to attend this awarding ceremony?

The corners of Lin Qiye's mouth rose slightly.

Some of the other members of the [Nightfall] team also recognized the existence of [Mask]. They stood on the stage, holding two shining "Star Sea" medals in their hands, and looked at the plainclothes [Mask] below the stage with smiles on their faces.

This was the first official meeting between the two special teams of Daxia Night Watch 004 and 005 in several years.

Lin Qiye's gaze paused for a moment on the black and silver hair on Wang Mian's head. He frowned slightly and then looked at Wang Mian.

Wang Mian looked into Lin Qiye's eyes, a smile on his face, and opened his mouth, silently saying with his mouth shape:

"--come on."

…

The awarding ceremony is over.

"Qiye, the people sitting in the corner just now, are they the Masked Team?" Fatty Baili said excitedly, "I recognized the silly guy who wished us a happy new year before!"

"..." Cao Yuan couldn't help but say, "I think you are more like Hanhan than him."

Shen Qingzhu walked out of the medal presentation venue, looked around, and asked in confusion: "Where are they?"

"They left." Lin Qiye said calmly, "They left when I was giving my speech on the stage..."

"I can only say that your last speech, Qiye, was really awkward."

"…Really? Galan wrote the speech for me."

"Actually, I suddenly felt that the speech was very profound and thought-provoking." Baili Pangpang answered seriously.

An Qingyu pushed his glasses up. "Didn't Instructor Yuan say yesterday that after we become special instructors, Mask will have a chance to take a vacation. They should have left Shangjing to enjoy their vacation, right?"

"That's great... I want to go on vacation too."

"? Didn't you just come back from your vacation in Japan?"

“…”

…

Shangjing City.

Airport.

Seven figures wearing floral shirts and sunglasses walked onto the plane, sat down in several rows of seats in the economy class, and breathed a sigh of relief.

"I have to say that Lin Qiye's last speech was so awkward. I just used my toes to dig out a three-bedroom, one-living-room apartment." Xuanwo pushed his sunglasses to his forehead and couldn't help but complain.

"Forget it. When the King went up to give his speech, he wasn't much better than him." Qiangwei chuckled.

"Speaking of which, aren't we going on vacation? Why can't we take our team's private plane?"

Tianping glanced at him and said, "Private jets are government-owned and can only be used for emergency missions. We are on vacation now, and it's great that the headquarters can reimburse us for the economy class fare...

Besides, you're just going on vacation, do you want to land at a military base and walk out wearing a flowery shirt and dragging a suitcase?

"…It's a bit inappropriate."

"Just be content to spend a quiet vacation in Hainan!" Qiangwei opened the sun visor of the plane window and began to enjoy the sun bath.

"Dear passengers, the plane is about to take off. Please turn off your mobile phones or switch to flight mode..."

“Ding-ling-ling——!”

A clear bell rang, and the six members of the [Masked] team lying on their chairs turned their heads to look at Wang Mian at the same time.

After a moment of silence, Wang Mian took out his cell phone from his pocket. When he saw the incoming call number, his eyes narrowed slightly.

"Hello? Commander Zuo..."