During the communication, Long Xiyun asked, "Were you scolding me just now?"

It was not a question, but an affirmative tone.

Mei Jielin's bloody mouth curled up, and she didn't know which wound in her mouth was moved. She gasped in pain and answered in a hoarse voice, "I scolded you for being stupid. You jumped into the trap even though you saw it!" She

didn't get angry even though she was scolded stupid in front of her. Long Xiyun was wearing a straight military uniform, and the scar at the corner of his eye was slightly darker in the dim light. He replied calmly, "Three years ago, I was besieged by the rebels. I only had a few shells left. I don't know who drove a medium-sized ship and rushed into the battle circle without caring about his life. I almost died there with me."

"How long ago did this happen? Why are you still talking about it?" Mei Jielin touched the princess's hand that was hardened by blood, "Okay, okay, Why are you talking so much nonsense! Have you preheated the thrusters? First fire a row of missiles and say hello to the other side! "

Hundreds of stars away, from a distance, the fleet looked like a school of migrating giant gray whales, migrating in the dark deep sea of ​​the universe, passing by countless planets and meteorite belts, silently.

In the command room, Po Jun has completed the route restoration: "General, according to analysis, the rebels have an 81% chance of

success. The initial plan was to attack the cruising Dingyuan to weaken our combat power. After a narrow encounter with Miss Mei Jielin, the initial strategy was changed." At the same time, the reconnaissance team that set out with Long Xiyun sent back a battle report: "The expeditionary forces are the Fifth, Ninth, Tenth, and Twelfth Corps this time!"

This sentence could be heard on all channels. Mei Jielin raised her eyebrows in the video dialogue box and sneered: "Four corps? It's really a bloody investment!"

The rebels had a total of twelve main forces, and a quarter of them were cut in the previous battles. Under such circumstances, it was obvious that they could no longer sit back and relax, so they gathered the remaining half of their forces and planned to destroy the expeditionary force in one go.

Long Xiyun immediately spoke up: "The majority of the troops have not arrived yet. Based on experience, only about one-third have arrived, all of which are fleets of the 12th Army. It seems that the rebels have already distributed the interests a few days ago." Within

the rebels, there was a serious infighting between the armies, and it was not uncommon to fight for, take sides, and even seize territory. In the case of multiple armies joining forces, it would take several days of wrangling to finalize the distribution of interests before they could really start.

Now the 12th Legion is in the front, and it is obviously the vanguard of the joint army. On the contrary, the last one to arrive at the battlefield can usually retain the most combat power and become the biggest gainer of the immediate benefits with the least sacrifice.

Qi Yan was also listening to the battle report. He extracted a paragraph from his memory: "The last one to arrive at the battlefield may be the Fifth Legion. Its leader Helena is the illegitimate daughter of the previous wise man. If nothing unexpected happens, the current wise man will give her great privileges to control her and the forces behind her."

Mei Jielin was multitasking, giving orders and firing at the opposite side. While arguing with Long Xiyun, he also listened to gossip: "She is actually the illegitimate daughter of the wise man? I used to think that the Fifth Legion was weird. Their abilities were mixed, but their weapons and equipment were the best. I didn't expect there was such a secret!"

She said with disdain, "Didn't their wise men keep saying that they are God's spokespersons and have dedicated their bodies and souls to God? Sure enough, not a single word of theirs is true!" She

was curious again: "Qi Yan, where did you get the news? Share it with me?"

Qi Yan explained: "I accidentally hacked into a rebel system once before, and then I learned about this."

Mei Jie Lin laughed: "Well, the word 'accidentally' is very spiritual!"

Hearing this, Lu Fenghan praised: "Our Qi Yan is very powerful."

Compared with the cold and hard voice when issuing orders, his voice was much softer.

Hearing this, Mei Jie Lin spent two seconds rubbing the goose bumps on her arms, and she tasted something wrong again-why is the commander's tone even stickier than before?

Is there something she doesn't know?

Long Xiyun's arrival relieved Mei Jie Lin's stress, at least she didn't have to worry about being blown up in the next second. Under the cover of friendly forces, she sent her men back to Dingyuan to exchange for a batch of destroyers. Mei Jie Lin then tasted the blood in her mouth, which aroused her ferocity.

"Long Xiyun, does the commander have any tactics?"

Long Xiyun said succinctly: "No, but we have to win."

"Okay, then you focus on the overall situation, I'll change to a destroyer and fight with all your might! If you want to surround a point and attack the reinforcements, it depends on whether you have the ability to do so!" Mei Jielin thought of Lorenz's face that seemed to be always sleep-deprived, and looked at the control panel with red lights and warnings, "I just hope that when Lorenz sees the broken Dingyuan, he doesn't faint on the spot."

After Mei Jielin drove the destroyer out into battle, the vanguard of the rebels found that they seemed to have stepped into a swamp and were badly trapped.

I don't know how the hundreds of starships in the destroyer sequence did it, using their extremely strong mobility and flexibility to circle a target and then swarm around it. Once the target was disabled and lost its combat power, they immediately dispersed like snowflakes, without waiting for the north wind, and scattered so much that the rebels didn't know where to aim. Under

the command of Mei Jielin, the destroyer sequence carried out the combat methods of assault, siege, dispersion, and rapid transfer to the fullest, almost bringing out the characteristics of small ships 100%.

If the scene can be recorded, it is fully qualified to be an excellent example in the practical analysis class of the First Military Academy.

Compared with main battleships and medium-sized ships, destroyers are too small and too fast. Often, before a missile arrives, the destroyers have already withdrawn from their original position. When the missiles miss, they often harm their own people around them. The

rebels' rhythm was disrupted. Mei Jielin held the metal control rod and licked his lips, not knowing whether it was dry skin or blood scab. She had said too much, and her voice was a little hoarse: "Assault ship sequence 30-77, take out that medium-sized ship! Long Xiyun, be prepared, once the medium-sized ship explodes, you will use four high-sensitivity guns to penetrate the exposed main battleship's defense system! Sequence 78-133, sneak over, and when the defense system disappears, aim at close range and destroy their power system! If you fail once, chase them!"

The communication channel came with a burst of voices. There was a quick "Yes!"

and Long Xiyun also said, "Understood."

At the same time, on the rapidly moving command ship, a major brought two professors, Ling Qinshe and Charles, to the command room.

He stepped on his heels and saluted first: "Commander, according to your order, I was going to take the two professors to transfer, but was rejected." He estimated that this was the first time he encountered such a situation. He could neither persuade nor make a decision, so he simply took them to the command room.

Lu Fenghan looked away from the star map: "Reason?"

The major stood up straight, his face flushed: "...I don't understand."

Qi Yan at the side said: "General, leave it to me?"

Lu Fenghan nodded, but said "wait", tore open a pack of peach-flavored nutritional supplements, fed it to Qi Yan's mouth, and then let him go.

So Qi Yan bit the nutritional supplement and took Ling Qishen and Charles aside.

Richards asked tentatively in a low voice, "Are you...Y?"

Qi Yan did not answer immediately.

He knew very well that as long as the rebels existed, his identity would be equated with "danger", which was why he had not told Ye Pei and Mondrian about this matter until now.

Richards immediately realized his recklessness: "I know Mu Qing. I was invited to the White Tower once and saw you from a distance during a discussion. You were not yet an adult at that time, but your appearance had not changed much. When I first saw you, I was suspicious. Later, I heard Lorenz talk about 'catching the wind' and 'mirage', and then I was sure that you were Y."

Qi Yan followed Richards' description and found the scene in his memory. He determined that what Richards said was true, so he spoke: "May I ask why the two of you refused to disembark?"

"Commander Lu provided strict protection for the safety of Professor Ling and me. But we know that there is a tough battle ahead. Every soldier and every starship is a fighting force and should not leave the battlefield because of us." Richards looked at the dark space outside the starship, with expectation in his tone, "Of course, the more important reason is that the particle inverter is definitely useful in the simulation experiment, but as its discoverer and creator, we want to see with our own eyes what effect it has."

Qi Yan pointed out the key point: "If the situation on the battlefield is not favorable to us, the command ship may not be able to be saved, and you two may die."

"We have come close to death once, and this life was saved by Commander Lu." Ling Qishen answered Qi Yan, and then slowly said, "Besides, you can understand us. If the expeditionary force is defeated and the rebels completely rule this star field, it would be worse than death for us physicists."

Qi Yan understood in an instant: "A universe ruled by God is not a good place for you. "

Ling Qishe nodded and smiled, "That's it. For people who have been studying physics all their lives, when the universe is ruled by God, all theorems and formulas are written by God at will, then this universe will have no attraction."

Richards also said nonchalantly, "If this is the case, it's no different from being dead."

In the end, Lu Fenghan did not ask the two to disembark.

Qiyan returned to his little sofa, the nutrient solution had been finished, and the tip of his tongue was filled with a sweet peach taste. His thoughts changed direction, and he suddenly thought that the fact that he was Y could not be revealed for the time being, but another thing -

one minute later, in the technical department, Ye Pei held a cup of espresso and clinked glasses with Mondrian. Instead of saying "Cheers", he said proudly: "Survive!"

Mondrian also said: "Survive!"

After a few sips, the coffee cup was empty.

The personal terminals of both of them rang at the same time. Looking again, the sender was Qi Yan. Ye Pei and Mondrian looked at each other and clicked on the message.

The message was very simple, with only one sentence.

"The general and I are together, sharing joy with friends!"

Ye Pei got a stitch in the side, covered his mouth and coughed violently, unable to speak, staring at Mondrian, winking wildly: Am I seeing wrong? What together? Who is Qi Yan with? Who is the general?

On the contrary, Mondrian was much calmer, "There is only one general in the entire expeditionary force."

When Ye Pei stopped coughing with red eyes, his eyes were fixed, and he murmured: "Qi Yan is actually in love..."

and with the commander-in-chief of the expeditionary force!

It's a bit... too exciting.

No wonder, no wonder!

She looked at the received information again, and she didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "But where did Qi Yan copy this copy?"

After the battle report sent back from the front line was integrated by Po Jun, it appeared clearly on the star map, and the strategic plan was quickly formed. At the same time, the fleet was migrating rapidly towards the target location while racing against time to conduct field tests on the particle inverter.

Qi Yan stood by the porthole and saw the destroyer equipped with a particle inverter appear in the distance. Before he could see the process clearly, it suddenly came close.

In the long distance in between, it lost all trace.

At some point, Lu Fenghan stood beside him and looked out the porthole with him.

Bewitched by Lu Fenghan's aura, Qi Yan took a small step and stood closer to Lu Fenghan.

Not wanting to expose his little trick, Qi Yan took the initiative to speak: "Particle inverters and leap channels are the same, both use 'space-time bending'. Start the inverter, and in front of a destroyer floating in space, space-time begins to shrink, and behind it, space-time stretches, and then pushes the entire destroyer to move. In this way, by taking advantage of the moment of space-time bending, it can instantly reach hundreds or thousands of light speeds.

Therefore, whether it is seen by the naked eye or by Po Jun, it will feel that the destroyer was clearly a hundred stars away in the last second, and the next second it has crossed ninety-nine stars and is in front of it."

Lu Fenghan looked at Qi Yan at this time, as if he was deceived.

In another dimension different from the real world, there are countless calculations, formulas, and theorems floating. Qi Yan had absolute control over the situation.

Without suppressing his surging emotions, Lu Fenghan lowered his head and kissed Qi Yan's slightly cold thin lips tightly and seriously.

Qi Yan's eyes widened in surprise, and he gasped softly. He subconsciously looked to the side and found that there were only two of them in the command room at this time.

The tactics were formulated and everyone returned to their posts. There were only two or three minutes left to reach the battle circle.

Without rejecting the kiss, he subconsciously took a step back. Qi Yan's hand looked back for a fulcrum, but Lu Fenghan turned him over, grabbed his wrist and pressed it against the porthole.

The rough palm and the delicate white wrist were perfectly matched.

The intoxicating breath spread along the lips and teeth.

Much like the feeling you get after drinking a low-alcoholic beverage.

Qi Yan knew that there were transparent portholes behind him, and countless fighter ships and reconnaissance ships were constantly passing by. On the illuminated blue star map, there were countless video dialog boxes with smooth connections.

Even though he knew that he and Lu Fenghan would not be seen, he still felt nervous in such a situation.

On the one hand, he was pulled by Lu Fenghan, sinking into the closed space, and on the other hand, he felt like he was being kissed wantonly by the person he liked in the bustling crowd.

His heartbeat quickened, and Qi Yan couldn't help but put his hand against Lu Fenghan's muscular waistline. Through the material of his clothes, he felt comfortable being warmed by the other person's warm body.

Two minutes later, Lu Fenghan picked up the man who was stunned by the kiss, and after a few steps, he put him into the soft sofa, took off his military jacket, and put it on Qi Yan.

He strode to his position, and unbuttoned his collar with one hand.

The heat and fighting spirit in his body had been ignited by the sound of the match, and at the same time, he was in an extremely calm and contradictory state.

Lu Fenghan thought that he would not have to add "cigarettes" to his military supply list in the future.

With prayers, it is enough.