Eighteen minutes ago.

Stellar-class missile storage point.

Calvin held a light particle gun, and the metal gun body was a little frozen in the autumn night. He hid behind the bunker and lowered his voice to discuss with the people next to him: "Do we have any technical soldiers in this team? If something happens, can we enter that door?"

After speaking, he pointed.

The storage point is below the ground. There is only a pyramid-shaped building on the ground, two meters high and wide enough for two people to pass through. The exterior looks very broken and gray, like an abandoned building with a broken end.

The black-haired, baby-faced man next to him replied in a low voice: "I'm from the technical department, but that door can't be opened easily. It needs command authority to operate it according to the normal procedures." "

Are you from the technical department?" Calvin was stunned for a second, "I'm in service on the Jiangling. There will be an exchange of fire soon. You follow me closely."

Technical soldiers have always been a rare species. They are not very powerful, but they are smart. In view of the fact that their captain often submits a thick stack of maintenance application forms, which makes the people in the technical department stay up late many times, Calvin feels a little guilty.

"According to the command issued, we will face the enemy in two minutes. We must not let them go underground." Calvin thought of the glass of wine he didn't have time to drink. "The wine on the planet Mikonos is delicious. It's such a pity that it was destroyed by the bomb."

The technician nodded: "We discussed it before. The 11th Legion was defeated so badly. The rebels might do something to annoy them. I didn't expect it to be true."

Calvin was a little angry: "War is one thing, The civilians of an entire planet are innocent. The rebels and interstellar pirates are really crazy. "

At this time, a voice rang out in the built-in communicator: "In eighty seconds, one hundred and sixty enemy troops will enter the range one after another. Please be ready!"

Calvin closed his mouth and even breathed lightly. He recalled that he seemed to have not fought on land for almost a year. He calculated again that they had one hundred regular troops on this side, and they had the upper hand. It was no problem to stop the one hundred and sixty people on the opposite side.

The night was dark.

The built-in communicator had already started a thirty-second countdown.

Calvin had good hearing and could faintly hear the rustling of footsteps coming from a certain direction.

The light particle gun was preheated and the muzzle was aimed at the enemy's source.

Although Calvin was wearing the same casual clothes, he was different from the young man chatting with the bartender in the bar.

Ten seconds countdown.

The temporary captain issued an order: "Group One, standby--"

Calvin held up the gun steadily with both hands, his eyes like an eagle.

"Fire!"

Bullets were fired out like a torrential rain. The first wave of fierce attacks caught the opponent off guard and even caused a commotion.

The temporary team composed of rebels and interstellar pirates never expected that they would be ambushed when they got so close!

Since it was a kidnapping, they naturally did it quietly. What they wanted was to announce the success of the kidnapping after controlling the launch rights of the stellar missiles and watching the alliance be shocked.

This plan is foolproof.

They led people to break into the storage point, and at the same time, the emissary hidden in the secret place cracked the key. Once the key was verified to be correct, they also touched the launch button and could immediately start the launch program.

Near the seven storage points, they had already prepared a retreat - before detonating all the missiles, evacuate the Mykonos as quickly as possible.

But the facts proved that their plan had been exposed!

The expeditionary force had no sympathy, but seized the opportunity and took advantage of the enemy's unpreparedness to launch another round of attacks.

In the gap between the deafening sound of gunfire, Calvin saw that the technical soldier next to him was not very skilled in using the gun, and the muzzle of the gun was shaking violently. He comforted him: "Don't be afraid, close your eyes and shoot, just don't shoot at us!"

The technician kept taking deep breaths: "My hands are so soft from the shock, I can't hold the gun anymore!"

Calvin asked as he fired: "Do you remember that sentence? Pick up your weapon and protect the stars behind you?"

Perhaps at certain moments, words really have power. The technician repeated this sentence three or four times in his mouth, held the butt of the gun tightly, and fired at the opposite side with his eyes closed as Calvin said.

Even though his arms were still soft.

After killing all the enemy troops by gradually shrinking the encirclement, Calvin, as always, followed the temporary captain to explore the circle and make sure there were no survivors.

After receiving the order to stay on standby, Calvin asked someone for some healing gel and casually treated the wounds on his arms and thighs that were scratched by bullets.

Seeing the technician sitting on the ground, with the empty light particle gun thrown aside casually, he smiled and said, "When this temporary action is over, you'd better practice more when you return to the ship."

The technician closed his eyes tightly and gritted his teeth, "I must get a B in shooting when I return!" He asked again, "Has the mission been completed?"

Calvin sat down on the spot and looked towards the night in the distance: "Our mission here is completed, but we don't know about other storage points, and we don't know whether the key has been cracked. But we don't have to worry about these problems, isn't the commander here?"

In the hotel room.

On the unfolded virtual map, five storage points have already ended the battle. Lu Fenghan's profile was set off by the light blue light, and he ordered: "Forty people from the fourth storage point will be sent to support the seventh storage point, and sixty people from the second storage point will be sent to support the fifth storage point. The rest of the people will stay where they are."

Pojun: "The order has been conveyed, general."

The light spots on the map began to move.

As time passed, most of the red light spots on the map had gone out.

Lu Fenghan checked the time: "Check whether external communications

have been restored." Pojun: "Restoring."

"Contact General Nie for me."

A few seconds later, a video dialogue box appeared on the right side of the map. Judging from the background, Nie Huaiting was either in the conference room or in the study.

Because of the poor signal, the picture was a little blurry and the sound was delayed.

Lu Fenghan didn't say a word. He explained the general situation in a few words and put forward his own request: "The movement of the exchange of fire cannot be hidden. The troops stationed on the Mykonos must have been alarmed. The means of the rebels to cut off communications are becoming ineffective. External communications are gradually being restored. The Southern Cross Region may also know about it. I need you to give me a military order, otherwise I will be acting beyond my authority this time, which is not justified."

Nie Huaiting said without showing any surprise: "You and your subordinates have done a good job. I will issue a military order to allow you to take the power of disposal in an emergency."

After that, his tone was obviously slower, "It's always like this, rushing forward blindly, and then coming to me to clean up the mess."

Lu Fenghan felt no guilt: "Why not come to you if I can?"

Nie Huaiting tacitly agreed with his words and asked again: "Why don't you mobilize the troops stationed on the Mykonos?"

Lu Fenghan said bluntly: "I don't trust them. I only trust the people under my command."

Nie Huaiting: "I will start to investigate the Mykonos. Okay, I've signed the military order for you."

Lu Fenghan remembered again: "In addition, the rebels have blocked the external communications of the entire planet this time, just like the means used on the founding day. Although it did not last long, this method is hard to guard against. I think we should find out as soon as possible and come up with a solution. Otherwise, the rebels and interstellar pirates will be able to replicate the planetary kidnapping case again tomorrow."

"We're already researching it, but the rebels have kept this technology a secret, and the people in the White Tower are trying their best to crack it, and there will be results soon." General Nie Huaiting waved his hand, "I have a meeting to go to."

Lu Fenghan said no more, performed the military salute, and hung up the video call.

On the map, the last few red dots were extinguished.

Lu Fenghan gave a brief order: "Thank you for your hard work. All temporary captains, please report the casualties."

At this time, the red triangles on the map turned gray. Lu Fenghan's eyes fixed and he raised his voice: "The key cracker has been killed!"

The continuous tapping of characters in Qi Yan suddenly stopped.

Then, the casualties were summarized in Lu Fenghan's hands.

In less than an hour, a great crisis was eliminated in the night.

Ye Pei's legs became weak and he squatted on the ground against the wall. His blood flow accelerated and his heartbeat became faster and faster, as if it was about to jump out of his chest.

At this moment, she finally understood what it meant to be afraid with trembling fingertips.

Lu Fenghan walked a few steps closer, squatted down, held Qi Yan's hand, and massaged his stiff and sore knuckles.

Several people in the technical department looked at each other, revealing disbelief - what was going on?

When Lu Fenghan stood up, Qi Yan closed his eyes and leaned on Lu Fenghan as if exhausted, with only a little hair whorl exposed.

Lu Fenghan used a thin comb with his five fingers, close to the scalp, and combed Qi Yan's soft hair with his fingers.

It was a bit like relieving fatigue, a bit like stroking the fur of a small animal, and a bit of soothing.

The people in the technical department took a breath, their heels straightened, and after looking at each other, they all looked at Ye Pei with burning eyes, questioning with their eyes.

Ye Pei understood the look in his senior's eyes, but he was confused only because he understood it.

Isn't this normal?

At Turan Academy, the commander gave water to Qi Yan who had just woken up, let Qi Yan use his coat as a pillow, let Qi Yan sleep on his legs, and squatted down to tie Qi Yan's shoelaces -

now it's just pinching his hand, leaning on him, and touching his hair. What's so surprising? It

was not until the Chief Executive of Mikon Star sent a communication request that Lu Fenghan pinched Qi Yan's face and stood back in front of the virtual map.

Seeing that Qi Yan's face finally had some color, Ye Pei asked worriedly, "Are you still feeling bad? Do you need some nutritional supplements or something?"

Qi Yan shook his head, "Better, don't worry." He couldn't help but glance at Lu Fenghan who was talking to the Chief Executive, and continued to answer Ye Pei, "You'll be fine after a good night's sleep tomorrow."

Reminded by Qi Yan's "tomorrow", Ye Pei slapped his forehead and said, "I almost forgot, it's time to go back to the command ship. I only have one day off! I don't know if I've missed the day to go back to the ship now." time!"

Lu Fenghan heard it and replied: "The Mikonos will be responsible for sending you back."

Realizing that Lu Fenghan was talking to him, Ye Pei responded slowly. After a while, he whispered to Qi Yan: "Are you going back with the commander?"

Qi Yan: "Originally I was going back to the ship tomorrow night, but after this incident, I might go back early."

The technical department members standing aside took a breath again -

the commander was unprecedented in the world, not only taking a vacation, but also taking two days off?

Spread this sentence to the expeditionary force, and the number of people who believed it would definitely not exceed two digits!

Nearing midnight, several people from the technical department in the room went to the star port according to Lu Fenghan's arrangement.

Lu Fenghan finished the operation, and Qi Yan's personal terminal also received the breaking news pushed by the Leto Daily about the rebels and interstellar pirates trying to kidnap the Mikon Star.

Seeing Qi Yan sitting on the windowsill, not knowing what he was thinking about, Lu Fenghan walked over, carried him down from the windowsill, and put him on the bed.

"What are you thinking about so focused?"

Qi Yan leaned against the pillow: "General."

"Huh?"

Lu Fenghan was used to this title.

Qi Yan: "This time, you didn't let me leave."

Lu Fenghan's breathing stagnated.

He naturally understood what Qi Yan was talking about.

Did he not consider what consequences would befall Mikon Star if the operation failed?

Of course he thought about it.

He believed that the balance of victory was tilted towards him because he had enough chips.

But he still knew that there was always a chance of accidents.

Didn't he plan to send Qi Yan away from Mikonos for his safety?

He had thought about it, and even if external communications were blocked, he could still do it - send Qi Yan back to the command ship safely.

But he didn't do it.

Lu Fenghan has always been the one who gave orders. As the commander of the battle, he only needs to calculate the gains and losses and win the greatest victory at the lowest cost without considering the subtle feelings of individuals.

As a result, he can always make the most correct decision with the lowest cost in chaos and extreme danger.

Just like the day of its establishment.

But now he realized that what he called the most correct decision was not necessarily what Qi Yan wanted.

He had no right to arrogantly and conceitedly make decisions for Qi Yan.

No matter whether it was about life or death.

Moreover, Qi Yan was not a weak person.

He was Y, who was admired and respected by countless people, the chief of the White Tower, and a genius who was able to create the central control system and Po Jun at the age of a teenager.

Now, he knew clearly what Qi Yan wanted.

Putting Qi Yan's cold feet under the quilt, Lu Fenghan replied: "If we encounter the same situation in the future, we will never separate."

He did not specify which situation, but both of them understood.

Qi Yan stared at the man in front of him quietly.

The warm light eliminated the sharpness of his brows, and his eyes were soft.

Qi Yan suddenly stood up, knelt on the bed, and put his arms around Lu Fenghan's body, with their necks pressed against each other.

He was very cold. He

had the illusion of being burned by the other's body temperature.

The complex emotions in the memory had been suppressed under layers of ice, but at this moment, like a spring tide, the ice and snow melted and washed through the nerves.

He recalled the time after Lu Fenghan's "death".

It was not just sadness, hopelessness and pain.

Or, why was it so painful?

Because -

if only one of the two people can survive, I hope that person is you.

If it can't be realized.

Then.

You lead me to life, and also to death.