At the moment when Qi Yan finished speaking, the people wearing electronic handcuffs suddenly changed their silence and looked at Qi Yan, their eyes were as cold as snakes.

One of them didn't even care that he was tied up, and rushed towards Qi Yan like a vulture, wishing to eat his flesh alive. He staggered two steps and fell to the ground with the metal chair. There was a loud "clang"!

Even so, his eyes were fixed on Qi Yan.

At the same time, Lu Fenghan steadily pulled Qi Yan into his arms, blocked his eyes with his palms, blocked the murderous intent, and whispered: "Be good, don't look."

His voice was low and soft, but his eyes looking at the ground were as sharp as the tip of an arrow, and the cold light was frightening.

Knowing that Lu Fenghan was worried that if he saw it, he would never forget this memory, Qi Yan stood still and closed his eyes obediently.

The traitor who fell to the ground had been restrained by the special forces, and many expeditionary forces took spontaneous actions to protect Qi Yan.

When everything calmed down again, Qi Yan turned to comfort the angry Lu Fenghan: "General, I'm not afraid. I know that many people want to kill me, and I know that the rebels hate me to the core, but I know very well what I did, and I am very sure what I should do." His eyes were

clear and firm, and there was no hesitation or hesitation in his words.

In the eyes of the rebels, he was naturally an enemy, a threat, and the one who deserved to be killed.

But so what?

Holding Qi Yan's hand in his palm, Lu Fenghan's voice gave people a sense of security: "They want to kill you because you protect many, many people. You are like a shield, protecting countless lives behind you, and at the same time, you have become a conspicuous target."

Qi Yan asked back: "General, are you talking about yourself?"

Knowing that he was doing it on purpose, Lu Fenghan smiled slightly and squeezed Qi Yan's hand. Just as he was about to say something, he heard Qi Yan whisper: "I will protect you too."

If I were a shield, I would also like to protect you.

This public trial was presided over by Long Xiyun. As time went on, no useful content was asked. After obtaining Lu Fenghan's approval, Long Xiyun used torture.

After entering the Star Era, technology has developed rapidly, and interrogation technology has naturally also changed with each passing day. Compared with the sluggishness of the ancient Earth era, it seems much more civilized - not a drop of blood is seen, but it makes people want to die.

Long Xiyun knew in his heart that one of the purposes of Lu Fenghan's public trial before the war must be to kill the chicken to scare the monkey, to warn the very few people who are wavering, so as to prevent them from causing chaos before the war.

In addition, if something useful is really asked out, maybe it can be passed on to Nie Huaiting in the Central Administrative District, so as to pull out the hidden stakes in the garrison.

With this idea in mind, Long Xiyun vividly demonstrated to everyone the correct use of electronic handcuffs during the interrogation.

After the handcuffs released a tiny energy flow, starting from the wrist, every nerve would be penetrated by the energy flow, like being scraped by a long whip with thorns. The pain almost broke the human endurance threshold in one thousandth of a second!

Not a drop of blood was seen, but the pain was thousands of times more intense, on the verge of death.

The traitor, who was in shock due to the intense pain, was awakened by a new round of pain. His pupils were dilated, his mouth was bleeding, his chest was heaving violently, and his muscles were spasming uncontrollably. However, he still looked at Qi Yan and Lu Fenghan with resentful eyes, and shouted the name of God hoarsely.

Until one of the five people could no longer hold on, his fingers twitched and made a gesture, Long Xiyun turned off the energy flow of his electronic handcuffs.

Everyone present knew that once one of them surrendered and pried open one person's mouth, the rest would not be a problem.

Mei Jielin, who was watching quietly, chatted with Wei Yin in a low voice: "It seems that their divine power is not enough. They couldn't use their divine power to seal these people's mouths, or shield their believers from pain."

Wei Yin's point was: "Long Xiyun is so scheming. I suspect that he has kept the scar on the corner of his eye for no other reason than to make himself look more fierce during the interrogation!"

Mei Jielin touched his chin and thought Wei Yin had some truth in what he said.

There was nothing unexpected afterwards. According to the confession, the five people had been infiltrating the Expeditionary Force for nearly ten years. As the last resort of the rebels, they rarely accept missions and rarely contact other hidden agents. When necessary, they will even expose other hidden agents to achieve their purpose of hiding.

The most recent action was before the great defeat of the expeditionary force last year. Their mission was to ensure that the specific coordinates of the relocation point were smoothly transmitted to the rebels. Since then, they have been hiding until now.

This time, it was because they received an order to eliminate Y at any cost to prevent the next battle from repeating the path of the previous battle. They had already gained an overwhelming advantage, but because of Y's intervention, the victory was overturned and the success was lost.

When he heard the other party mention "big defeat" and "specific coordinates of the leap point", Wei'en's eyes were already red with anger, and his hands hanging at his side were clenched into fists, with veins bulging.

Seeing his eyes were about to burst, Mei Jielin frowned, clenched his fists, and whispered hurriedly: "Stand still! What, do you want to beat someone up? Have you forgotten all the military discipline?"

After a long time, Wei'en managed to say: "No, I haven't forgotten it." It was

unclear whether he meant that he had not forgotten the military discipline, or something else.

Hearing these two words, Metierin was stunned for a few seconds, but she still didn't let go. After a few breaths, she said, "Who dares to forget? The Eros was left with an empty flag, and the entire fleet left the base. No one came back, and they were all blown to ashes."

Her tone was flat, but the sternness in it was not reduced at all.

Turning away, Weiner said hoarsely, "Linton also made an appointment with me to come back and practice a few times in the gravity training room."

Both of them were silent -

some agreements, no matter how simple, can never be fulfilled in this lifetime.

This public trial lasted for more than half an hour. At the end, Long Xiyun searched a light storage device from Fantov and put it in a transparent evidence bag.

Seeing this, Fantov suddenly turned around and looked at Qiyan, his face pale: "You found out since then? Right? Right!"

He suddenly laughed and repeated: "You are Y, you are actually Y..."

In the harsh laughter, Qiyan nodded coldly and answered the other party's question.

"Yes... You must have tampered with the optical storage device and monitored me, that must be the case..." Fantov immediately realized that he was being played around by the rebels. He stopped laughing, his eyes widened, and suddenly screamed in reproach, "Since you knew that the rebels were lying, why didn't you remind me? Why didn't you remind me! Aren't you Y?"

Lu Fenghan's eyes sharpened, he raised his chin and reminded in a cold voice: "Just because you stole the military's confidential data from the super-optical computer without permission is enough to shoot you ten times. Moreover, during a long period of time, you had plenty of opportunities to reveal the identity of the traitor to me, Lorenz, and anyone else, and confess what you knew about the enemy, but you didn't, not a word."

Without waiting for Fantov to speak again, Lu Fenghan ordered: "Take the man away."

After the public interrogation ended, the topic was talked about within the Expeditionary Force for two or three days.

Lu Fenghan soon discovered that Qi Yan's identity as the chief of the White Tower had been released by someone unknown. The combination of the two caused those who were previously too lazy to walk and chose to use video communications to report work to become diligent one by one, and they did not feel tired running to the command room five or six times a day.

Every time they entered the room, they would first stand in front of Qi Yan, call him "Chief" neatly, and then perform a standard military salute.

At the same time, Lu Fenghan also received a lot of "greetings" one after another.

"Commander, we are optimistic about you, you must hold on to the chief!"

"Commander, you must not be dumped by the chief, try your best! This is the "Love Manual" we found for you on Star Network, it is said to be very useful!"

"Commander, everyone knows that you are poor. Do you need a dowry? If so, we, the Jiangling fleet, will give you ten star coins per person to make up for it. Be generous!"

Mei Jielin was also drawn into this atmosphere. After the meeting, she propped up her chin and thought carefully: "I've thought about it, Commander, you are together with Qi Yan, does it mean... the First Military Academy is actually married to Turan Academy? Shocking news! To be more precise, Qi Yan is rich, and Commander, you are so poor that you don't even have a bank account with him. There are a lot of change, it should be... to marry her?"

She slapped the table and her back suddenly straightened, "It's exciting, I, the honorary graduate of the First Military Academy, actually successfully infiltrated Turan! You will definitely leave a glorious mark in the school history!"

Lu Fenghan looked at her with a smile: "Captain Mei Jie Lin, the meeting is over and you are not going to work, don't you want this month's salary?"

Mei Jie Lin thought, I'm going to be the richest man in the expeditionary force soon, do I still care about one month's salary?

Do I care about it? I

still care about it.

Maybe she is used to being poor. Mei Jie Lin calculated that one month's salary is not a small amount, and she can't just throw it away like dust.

Standing up without any military posture, Mei Jie Lin clasped her fingertips at the end of her eyebrows and said with a playful smile: "Captain Mei Jie Lin will go to handle official business now. She still needs to be paid. Commander, don't deduct money from me secretly!"

His ears were finally quiet. Lu Fenghan leaned back in his chair, loosened his collar with one hand, and ordered Po Jun: "Unless the rebels attack, anyone who wants to come in should say I'm not here."

Po Jun pointed out: "But General, two-thirds of the people who enter the command room are targeting the chief."

Lu Fenghan: "Just say we're all not here."

Po Jun understood: "Okay."

After making sure that the closed metal door would not suddenly slide open to the sides again, Lu Fenghan stood up, walked to Qi Yan's sofa with his long legs, grabbed the person's collar, and kissed him hard.

He didn't know how many times they had kissed, deep or shallow. Qi Yan held the metal pen, raised his chin, and instinctively opened his lips to let Lu Fenghan in, accepting his fierce and impatient invasion.

The skin on his neck was already delicate, and now it was stretched into a line due to the movement, causing Lu Fenghan's kiss to gradually move down and stick to it. Soon, it was like a few plum petals falling on the snow.

Qi Yan was sensitive, and his neck was itchy. In his confusion, he didn't know whether he didn't control the strength of his hand or Lu Fenghan did it on purpose. He didn't use any force at all, but he was "pushed" back two or three steps.

When he looked up again, Lu Fenghan pressed his hand on his chest, his heels against the wall, and leaned against the metal wall in a relaxed posture. The collar of his shirt was torn open, revealing a shallow inch of muscle lines, and his eyelids were half drooping lazily: "Hmm?" He

lowered his head a little bit, just close to the tip of Qi Yan's ear, and smiled coaxingly: "Yan Yan wants to be in the command room?"

Qi Yan's Adam's apple moved slightly.