Black Jack died, and the remaining Seventh Rebellion Army had little combat power. Mei Jielin asked in the channel: "Commander, can we go back to eat?"

The flames caused by the explosion outside the porthole were still not extinguished. Lu Fenghan sat back in his original position: "Don't worry, Wei Yin and Long Xiyun will stay to clean up the battlefield and deal with the remnants of the Eighth Army. The rest of you follow me and go to the Seventh Army's base." Mei

Jielin's eyes lit up: "Is this a one-shot kill? I like it!" She curled her lips again, "It's still comfortable now! In the past, if you want to pursue the victory, you have to think about how to go back and submit a 10,000-word action explanation. If the reasons are not enough or sufficient, you will be blamed," she pinched her throat, "Who is the commander of this operation? Please explain in detail why you ignored the potential danger and insisted on pursuing the enemy!"

Du Shang said quickly: "Stop! Don't learn this weird tone. It reminds me of the time when I chased the Tenth Army and won a small victory. I wrote a report to my superiors. They were very angry and insisted that I explain why two more medium-sized ships were destroyed in this battle than in the last time. The medium-sized ships were destroyed by the rebels. If you want to ask, ask the rebels. Why didn't they attack the small ships instead of the two medium-sized ships!"

Mei Jielin also felt sympathetic and nodded repeatedly.

The war faction and the peace faction of the Allied Army have been wrestling for many years, and they often like to make things difficult on some minor issues. This kind of "difficulty" is not obvious, and it is even completely in line with the rules and regulations. There is nothing wrong with it, but it will make people feel uncomfortable.

Lu Fenghan listened to them talking more and more excitedly: "It's enough to talk about it. This time, the Seventh Army will be uprooted, and you don't need to write a report."

Mei Jielin was very excited and saluted with a smile: "Wise command!"

The remaining troops of the Seventh Army were not few, but after the death of Black Jack, they became a mob. Mei Jielin and Du Shang fired two waves of missiles and immediately destroyed the army.

The whole battle ended very quickly, like autumn wind sweeping fallen leaves, which made Du Shang say that it was not satisfying.

Long Xiyun pressed down the brim of his hat and made an objective assessment: "Each army group of the rebels is ruled by the one-man show of the army chief. They are dictatorial and arbitrary, which results in that once the army chief dies, the remaining people can no longer gather effective combat power and can only lie down and take the beating."

Mei Jielin added: "The tactic of capturing the leader first has been tried and tested and has always worked!"

Du Shang also spoke up: "The rebel model has a fatal flaw, but looking at their situation, they will definitely not change it."

Mei Jielin: "If their wise man does not strengthen centralization and starts to decentralize one day, I am willing to abstain from sex for three years to show my shock!"

There was a burst of laughter in the channel.

Knowing that if he continued to talk, he didn't know how far the topic would go, so Lu Fenghan gave the order: "Return."

In the short time from the war zone to the base, Mei Jielin and others not only submitted the war damage and the list of sacrifices, but also counted and sorted out all the spoils.

Qi Yan read the long list and was surprised: "They are so fast."

Lu Fenghan: "No matter what I do, this is the most positive thing."

The Star Shield docked near the command ship and the channel was successfully connected.

Qi Yan and Lu Fenghan were walking on the bridge, daydreaming, when they suddenly heard a familiar voice. When they came to their senses, they saw Ye Pei and Mondrian running a few steps, stopping three steps away from Lu Fenghan, and touching their heels: "Commander!"

Noticing Ye Pei's concerned look, Qi Yan took the initiative to answer: "Don't worry, I'm not injured."

After the battle, Lu Fenghan relaxed a lot: "With my bodyguard here, Qi Yan will be fine."

Ye Pei straightened his back and explained quickly: "Commander, we don't doubt you!"

"I know you are just concerned about Qi Yan." Lu Fenghan saw that both of them were carrying optical computers. "You are responsible for the maintenance of the Star Shield? You have worked hard."

After Ye Pei and Mondrian raised their hands to salute again and hurriedly left, Qi Yan walked beside Lu Fenghan and suddenly asked: "Why did the general kill Black Jack himself?"

Lu Fenghan replied: "Because he scared you."

Black Jack dared to mention that he killed Qi Yan personally, so he must be mentally prepared to bear the consequences.

Qi Yan was used to it, but he cared.

Qi Yan was stunned: "Just because of this?"

"Yes, that's why." Lu Fenghan pinched his cheek, not wanting him to think about these bad things anymore, "Do you want to eat star flower mushroom noodles? I'll make it for you."

Qi Yan's thoughts were distracted: "I want to eat, I'm a little hungry."

So half an hour later, in the command room, Qi Yan sat on his exclusive sofa, quietly eating the star flower mushroom noodles on his plate. At the conference table, Long Xiyun, Du Shang and others sat around a circle for a meeting.

Not daring to go to Qiyan for a bite of noodles, Mei Jielin gnawed on the rice ball she had brought from the cafeteria, and couldn't help but feel scared: "This time, the power system of my Chanyuan was blown into a hole by Black Jack, four turrets were damaged, six missile thrusters were damaged, and then I ran into Lorenz on the way to the command room."

Weiyin was surprised: "You were not stared to death by him!"

Mei Jielin took a big bite of the rice ball: "He stood there with a coffee cup, staring at me for a full nine seconds, a death ray!"

Lu Fenghan didn't interrupt.

During the war, the nerves were extremely tense, and now that he was free, there was no harm in chatting more nonsense.

His eyes habitually fell on Qiyan's exclusive sofa, and Lu Fenghan got up and walked over with a determined look.

There were familiar footsteps approaching, Qi Yan held his chopsticks and looked up, feeling a little strange, wondering why Lu Fenghan suddenly came over. There

was still half of the noodles left on the plate, he ate a lot.

Seeing Qi Yan's puzzled look, Lu Fenghan did not explain, but gently pinched Qi Yan's chin with his left hand, lifted it up, and wiped the sauce from the corner of Qi Yan's mouth with paper.

There was a clear sound of inhalation at the conference table.

Metierin almost dropped the rice ball in her hand. She lowered her voice and temporarily changed the post-war discussion into a gossip sharing session: "The commander's movements and expressions! I've never seen them before!"

Duchamp: "You've seen them before, if you have, the commander wouldn't have been associated with the title of 'the first bachelor in the expeditionary army' for so long."

Weiyin: "That makes sense!"

Duchamp added considerately: "Pojun, the commander There are no ghosts on the frigate. This is just a common sentence pattern, not a real ghost."

Po Jun: "Thank you, I have added this sentence pattern to my language library, although I will definitely not use it."

Mei Jie Lin saw Lu Fenghan talking to Qi Yan, and took the opportunity to continue gossiping: "You said, are the commander and Qi Yan together? I think they are just a little bit away."

As she said this, she pinched her thumb and index finger to indicate.

Du Shang nodded: "No, it looks like the commander is still chasing!"

Long Xiyun joined: "It should be soon."

Weiyin also joined the private chat: "How did you all know that?"

Mei Jielin shook her head and sighed: "A fool can't see that."

Weiyin: ? ?

After the post-war meeting, it was already 2:30 in the morning.

The command room was empty. On the star map that lit up, the Benguela Front had been included in the scope of the Alliance star field, and several planets were planted with the flag of the sword and shield.

Lu Fenghan sat still. He walked across a distance and looked at Qi Yan quietly.

Qi Yan was dozing on the sofa. The screen projected by the personal terminal in the air was on, and the light outlined delicate lines on his profile.

Lu Fenghan discovered that Qi Yan really liked to wear his clothes, such as the uniform shirt he was wearing, which he could not get back once he lent it out.

His eyes deepened slightly, and he couldn't help but loosen his collar with one hand. The

tip of his heart felt a little hot.

When Lu Fenghan lived in Leto's house, he thought everything on the command ship was too hard, but now, because of the existence of one person, the monotonous and cold furnishings around him have become soft and gentle.

Seeing that Qi Yan's forehead was about to touch the table, fearing that he would feel pain, Lu Fenghan took a few big steps to the sofa and whispered, "Go back to sleep."

Qi Yan was drowsy, his eyes were not open, and he just raised his arms towards the source of the voice.

It was a gesture of hugging.

In an instant, Lu Fenghan's eyes were filled with smiles.

He held Qi Yan horizontally, and told Po Jun to deal with the food tray, and then walked out of the command room.

The cold and indifferent Qi Yan who was sleeping was gone, and a little bit of fragility was faintly revealed.

As soon as this thought came to his mind, Lu Fenghan denied himself.

Although she was a little coquettish, she was fragile and strong.

Not long after walking, Lu Fenghan noticed that the person he was holding woke up.

Qi Yan subconsciously buried her face in Lu Fenghan's chest, avoiding the light from the top of the passage, and whispered: "Is the meeting over?"

"It's over, I'll take you back to your room to sleep." Lu Fenghan deliberately asked, "Do you want to walk down by yourself?"

After struggling for a few seconds, Qi Yan shrank again and said vaguely: "No."