"Why do I have to wear a tie? I can't breathe!"

"What's the point of a military uniform? The design is so unreasonable. Who wears a two-finger-wide belt on a starship?"

When it comes to appearance, the expeditionary forces are usually fine if they don't pick the big things, but they are wrong if they pick the details, especially some captains, who only tie the collar of their uniforms for a few days a year.

Of course, the deputy commander Erich is an exception.

As soon as Wein and Dushan put on the newly delivered custom-made military uniforms, they couldn't even raise their arms. They just felt that their free spirit was completely restrained by the uniforms and they couldn't breathe.

"No one wears military uniform to fight, right, Dushan?" Mei Jielin gestured at the new military uniform she had received. The more she looked at it, the more satisfied she was. She felt that the body she had trained for more than ten years should not be in vain. On the day of the ceremony, she must tighten her belt, tie her tie, and polish her military boots!

Maybe she can make a living by her looks in the future.

On the other side of the room, Lu Fenghan had already changed his clothes and came out.

The military uniform of the Space Force is all white, but this time, the one sent to Lu Fenghan was pure black with silver buckles, as well as a set of belts and military boots, but no epaulettes.

Lu Fenghan has a good foundation, and with years of continuous exercise, his body is well-proportioned. After putting on the black military dress uniform, his temperament is upright and cold.

When he stepped on the military boots, raised his head slightly to fasten the top button of his collar, and then lowered his eyes to slowly put on the white gloves, the breath of abstinence enveloped him.

Qiyan's eyes could not help but fall on his bent fingers, protruding Adam's apple, and sharp thin lips. It was as if a small current passed through his nerves, and he couldn't stop trembling.

Lu Fenghan had noticed Qiyan's gaze a long time ago. He touched Qiyan's face with his gloved fingers and asked in a low voice: "What's wrong?"

It was obviously just a very ordinary touch, but Qiyan even held his breath.

Lu Fenghan smiled lightly, very happy.

He took a half step and stood in front of Qi Yan, blocking any gazes from other places. He didn't retract his fingers and leaned close to Qi Yan's ear: "I know, Yan Yan likes it very much."

Qi Yan didn't deny it.

He never denied the great attraction that Lu Fenghan had for him.

On the day of the investiture and honor ceremony, the Sky Diamond Square of the Capital Star was surrounded by the people, who watched the ceremony in the conference hall through the virtual light screen suspended above the square. It was

not until after seven o'clock in the evening that a group of people took the lead to get out, avoiding the flying suspended cameras and media reporters, and quietly went to the restaurant next to the First Military Academy.

In the private room, several people looked at each other and couldn't help laughing.

"Xia Zhiyang, the buttons on your coat are all torn off! How come you look so empty without any chest muscles?"

"This is called youthfulness!" Xia Zhiyang pulled his clothes and wailed, "My buttons are so expensive, my heart hurts!"

"Ye Pei, your ponytail looks like a ponytail, it's all blown up in a mess!"

"Cha Gaal, shut up! This is a hairstyle, do you understand? I worked hard on it for an hour!"

After a burst of noise and laughter, there was a sudden silence. Ye Pei touched the corner of his mouth and smiled, "I haven't laughed like this in a long time. I'm actually a little uncomfortable."

Xia Zhiyang still had a baby face. Because he attended the ceremony, he took off the three silver skull rings on his earlobes and only applied a little hair wax to reveal his forehead.

He poured himself a glass of water and drank it in two gulps: "Who isn't? The muscles on my face that are responsible for smiling are almost atrophied!"

As he said this, he straightened his collar and deliberately put the Peace Medal that had not been ironed yet.

Chagall saw this and immediately flicked the non-existent dust off his epaulettes.

Ye Pei crossed her arms and rolled her eyes: "That's enough, you guys. I know that one of you got the Peace Medal and the other was promoted to lieutenant colonel. There is no need to remind or emphasize it anymore."

She looked at the time, "The commander and the prayer haven't arrived yet. Will they be blocked by the media in the square? I took a look when I left. The formation was really terrible. I suspect all the reporters from Leto have been dispatched!"

"I think it's not just the entire Leto, it should be the entire Central Administrative Region?" Chagall also sat down and poured himself a glass of water. "The commander's rank was suppressed for many years because of the presence of Hodgkin and Crimson for the sake of checks and balances. This time, with all his previous military achievements added up, he was directly promoted to a one-star general!

Think about it, the commander is less than 30 years old. He used to be the youngest brigadier general in the alliance, and now he has become the youngest admiral in the alliance, and it's his first public appearance. If I were the media, I would definitely go crazy and would not let him go easily."

Because the commander-in-chief Lu Fenghan was only a brigadier general, not even a major general, the rank of several captains under him all stopped at the rank of colonel and could not be promoted.

This time, the rebels were completely wiped out. Lu Fenghan was promoted to one-star general after years of military meritorious service. Mei Jielin, Wei Yin and others finally made their move and were awarded the rank of major general.

This also led to the fact that at the ceremony, the new batch of alliance generals were unexpectedly young.

The questions asked by reporters during the interview were also different from before.

"A lot of people on Starnet are asking, is Major General Mei Jie Lin single now?" He

was so surprised by the word "Major General" that Mei Jie Lin was rarely dignified, and nodded with a straight face: "Yes."

"May I ask what kind of person Major General Mei Jie Lin likes? Can you answer this question?"

Mei Jie Lin cleared his throat pretentiously, restraining the urge to change his sitting position, and replied: "I like obedient people. I teach him flowers-things that can be learned in one night."

Hearing the pause, Wei Yin and Du Shang turned their heads away, unable to bear to look directly at him, thinking, you want to say "flowers", right? As expected, Mei Jie Lin can't spit out any serious answers. He actually made dirty jokes in front of the entire alliance!

You are worthy of it.

On the contrary, Lu Fenghan, who was sitting in the middle, looked the calmest. He glanced at Qi Yan's position every ten seconds, and did not show any anger after hearing Mei Jielin's answer.

After Wei Yin, Long Xiyun and Du Shang were asked two rounds of questions, a reporter finally asked Lu Fenghan the first question cautiously.

"Admiral Lu, will you continue to invest in the research of the humanoid combat mecha that appeared in the final battle?"

Lu Fenghan: "Yes."

"Will the main research site be the White Tower or the Alliance's laboratory?"

Lu Fenghan: "Each has its own focus."

Someone then asked: "The Alliance will no longer have wars in the future, and the research funds required for humanoid combat mechas are very high. What is your attitude towards the view on Star Network that 'continuing to invest in research is a waste of taxes'?"

Lu Fenghan: "I object."

"What's your reason for objection?"

Lu Fenghan: "The mecha will be useful in the future."

"As the person who escorted the rebel wise men back to the capital planet, what do you think of the wise men?"

Lu Fenghan: "I have no opinion."

Another reporter stepped forward: "The war is over, and the Allied forces are preparing for disarmament. If you no longer hold a military post, what job will you do? Have you considered it?"

Lu Fenghan was about to say that someone has hired him, but after thinking about it, he changed his words: "I have found a job. I will be a personal bodyguard for someone." He also emphasized, "Any time, any place, personal protection."

Mei Jie Lin listened with a sour taste and muttered in her heart, weren't you so frugal with words and so cold before the commander asked, why are you so eager to show off your work contract when you ask about your future plans?

A reporter from the entertainment section heard the catty tone in the question, squeezed forward, and immediately asked after getting the chance to ask questions: "General Lu's marital status is blank, and he is still single. Do you have any requirements for your partner? We will put this part on the front page!"

Is this implying that he still needs to find a partner?

Lu Fenghan was wearing a military dress uniform, which was rare to be neat and tidy. He leaned back in his chair, put his white-gloved hands on the table, and replied: "Soon it won't be blank."

While speaking, he looked over countless people and looked at Qi Yan who was sitting in his seat, his eyes suddenly softened.

Qi Yan was wearing a close-fitting black suit, which made his skin look frosty white, and he had a sense of coldness and dignity.

But after looking at him for a few seconds, Qi Yan couldn't help but look away.

Lu Fenghan raised the corners of his lips and smiled faintly.

As soon as he said this, the scene was silent for a moment, and then suddenly there was a burst of laughter.

The column of marital status soon stopped being blank, which meant... Admiral Lu already had a marriage partner?

And Mei Jielin and the others looked at each other secretly -

is this showing off? It's just showing off, right?

From the front line to Leto, isn't it enough?

Your journey is to the entire alliance?

This man is so vain!

Immediately, a well-informed reporter asked loudly: "Excuse me, is Admiral Lu's marriage partner the White Tower Chief Y who just won the Alliance Silver Shield Medal?"

Since the victory, the White Tower Chief has been very popular, with extremely high star network search and click rates, and is the only one who can compete with Lu Fenghan.

Now that the two names were linked together, the reporters present wanted to put the microphone in Lu Fenghan's mouth and ask him about the matter.

But Lu Fenghan kept the secret halfway through his words, and no matter how the reporters tried to insinuate, he refused to reveal a single word.

After dealing with the reporters' bombardment, and guessing that there must be many people blocking the way in front of the conference hall, Lu Fenghan greeted Nie Huaiting, and neatly left his subordinates behind as shields, and took Qi Yan out of the back door of the conference hall - Pojun was operating the suspension vehicle and was waiting for them at the door.

Sitting on the suspension car, Qi Yan glanced in the direction of the conference hall: "General, we are leaving like this - is it okay?"

"With General Nie here, as long as Mei Jielin and the others don't speak, they can still calm the situation just standing there. They can take pictures with the people, smile and wave, no problem."

When they arrived at the agreed box and pushed the door open, Xia Gaer and the others stood up subconsciously, touched their heels, and saluted Lu Fenghan: "Commander!"

Ye Pei retracted his fingers from around his eyebrows helplessly: "It's over, we clearly agreed to a private gathering, but why can't I control my conditioned reflex?"

Xia Zhiyang laughed: "The three of you did it at the same time, you scared me!"

But he was the same, some habits were still deeply rooted.

For example, he would pull his hat on when he went out, would unconsciously stand in the least noticeable place, and would always worry about whether there would be eavesdropping nearby when he spoke. When he entered the private room, he would subconsciously look at the surrounding layout and look for the location of the surveillance...

He believed that these would all be "healed".

Just like there are more pedestrians walking and sightseeing in the park, the Sky Diamond Square has resumed the fountain performance, the First Military Academy has been delayed for more than a month, but has started the new year's enrollment, and the statues of three professors have been erected on the blood-stained square of Turan Academy...

Everything is getting better.

After everyone sat down, Xia Zhiyang held the water cup, looked at Qi Yan, and then looked at Lu Fenghan, and became more certain of his guess-the commander-in-chief and God Y must have deliberately concealed their identities, lurking in Leto, and disintegrated the rebels' conspiracy in the dark!

So exciting!

After chatting for a while, the personal terminals of several people rang with notification sounds. Mondrian read it and said, "It's a push from the Leto Daily. The trial of Hodgkin and the rebel wise man has begun. The trial scene is open to the entire star network. The number of viewers is one, two, three, four... There are too many digits to count."

Ye Pei held a snack and went over to take a look: "The wise man looks like this? He is very... ordinary. I thought he was glowing all over his body, and every step he took, petals would appear under his feet or something."

Xia Zhiyang said, "So the wise man is originally... "It is not the body that is a 'god', but the system and ideas that made him a 'god' from an ordinary person."

After he finished speaking, he found that Ye Pei and the others were looking at him, and he could not help but move back, "Why are you all looking at me?"

Ye Pei patted his shoulder: "You seem to have become more profound than before!"

Xia Zhiyang was a little embarrassed, and smiled again: "Great minds think alike, I think so too!"

He touched the pattern on the surface of the Peace Medal, and his voice was a little softer, "And... many people have taught me a lot."

Ye Pei did not ask any more questions.

After a while, a service robot brought home-brewed wine and two cups.

Chagall placed one in front of himself, and the other in front of the empty seat, and filled them one by one.

"I had originally agreed to invite a senior to come here for a drink after returning to Leto, but he can't come."

Chagall remembered that when they were beside the vortex in the new star field, Calvin hummed a little tune, and after telling him the story, he also told him that the endings of stories that usually happened on the front line were similar.

Picking up the wine glass, clinking it lightly, Chagall tilted his head back and drank it all in one gulp.

He had never touched alcohol before, and the spicy liquid slid down his throat, and he couldn't help coughing, and his eyes turned red from coughing.

He thought that he would live the kind of comfortable life that Calvin had imagined in the future - sleeping with his eyes closed until dawn, without worrying about enemy attacks in the middle of the night, cooking during the day, growing flowers, taking walks, and meeting friends when he was free.

If, if the souls of our predecessors return to their hometown, they can come and taste the wine here when they have time.