Cold Star Blade

Lorenzo joined Melafion's division, and for some reason, he became very successful. Melafion didn't even understand how his weak and cowardly character made his division brothers into one.

Thinking about it with a rebellious mentality, he even wondered if there was something wrong with the brothers he brought out?

One day, when the division cadres meeting was held, Melafion glanced at the 33 regiment leaders, four staff officers, three service chiefs, and a division secretary. Suddenly, he had a whim and asked: "Last season, the selection of divisions PR representative, I put forward four candidates, and half of you seem to vote for Colonel Lorenzo."

The word "seems to be" made the subordinates feel serious displeasure. Although the word was a question word, it could be uttered by Melafion, and it was an absolutely affirmative emphatic word!

A head of the regiment said: "Colonel Lorenzo is far ahead in terms of votes among junior non-commissioned officers, and our superior cadres just want to follow the crowd."

A staff officer said: "Your Excellency, you have been a public relations representative for more than a dozen times. This time, everyone just wants to change your taste. I will let you take a vacation occasionally, socialize less, and rest."

This staff officer is very good at talking.But Melafion was still unhappy when she heard that.He crossed his hands, put them on his knees, turned his body slightly, and said, "Tell me why you chose him."

The division secretary said kindly, "Well, in fact, your votes are only [-] votes less than his..."

"Twenty votes! Twenty votes, if you all..." Melafion was always straightforward, but in the middle of speaking, she felt a little embarrassed, and hurriedly changed the subject: "Cough! I am very grateful to everyone for letting me take a vacation. A little thought, but Lorenzo has only been here for how long, is he qualified to be the division's public relations representative?"

All the subordinates nodded in unison, and Melafion raised his eyebrows, shit!Going on, Lorenzo may be able to be a group flower!

Another regiment leader said: "He has been in our division for four years."

Melafion: "Only four years."

A staff officer smiled: "Four years is enough for the logistics team to become his support team."

"Such an exaggeration?" Melafion paid more attention to battery life and supplies, and the logistics team was the organization with the largest number of people in their division.He raised his eyebrows: "Isn't he from the Battleship Coordination Team? Why is he so familiar with the logistics team?"

The division secretary said: "He has a good temper, is easy to talk to, and is good at all kinds of technical tasks. If the logistics team encounters any difficult and miscellaneous problems, he will be asked to solve them."

Melafion shook his legs and sneered: "Don't you just choose him as the public relations representative because he knows more chores?" He picked up the celadon teacup on the table, lifted the lid and lightly flicked the tea a few times, bowed his head and tasted it. , and then put the teacup heavily on the table, "I can't tell you any other reason, I think this time I have to choose again."

The secretary of the division hurriedly said: "Hey, Colonel Lorenzo... the image and temperament are good, and it is enough to show the demeanor of our division."

Melafion sneered again: "Isn't he just good-looking?"

A staff officer said very honestly: "A good-looking face is the most important thing. Your Excellency, Admiral Ellen, who also has a good-looking face, now has a very high reputation among the people. He went to the Ice Palace Satellite once before, and now everyone there It has become a tourist attraction. Therefore, letting Colonel Lorenzo do the public relations of the conscription image will definitely attract many people to sign up for the army."

A certain group leader added fuel and vinegar: "Yes, yes, you don't know, your Excellency, last month the logistics team asked him to stand at the entrance of the cafeteria for a while, and handed out the survey form for group building activities. I heard that it was sold out in a few minutes, so I printed it." It was too late! Later, the number of people who signed up for the event was ten times higher than before!"

Finally, Chongzhi spoke up: "Your Excellency's taste is unique and refined, but most people in this world are vulgar. Conscription public relations don't need speeches and communication, just a face is enough."

Now that Chongzhi has said so, Melafion stopped talking, picked up the teacup, lowered his head and sipped it, feeling upset for some reason.

The members of the Holder family are indeed so charming that they confuse the crowd!

But this matter didn't bother him for long. On the day Lorenzo went out to be a PR representative, Kisialian called him over.

As soon as he entered the door, he saw Kisialian's complexion was very bad, a little gloomy and a little gray, very unlike the usual Kisialian.

There seemed to be a heavy burden on his heart, and he didn't even respond when Melafion approached.

"Admiral? What's the matter?" He was half joking, half worried, and said, "It's not like there are some important letters and notes, can't you find them?"

Kisialian came back to his senses when he heard the sound, and gave a short squeak, and the cloudy shadows in his eyes slowly faded away. He closed his eyes for a while with his hands on his forehead, as if to calm himself down, and pushed a photo on the table to May In front of Laphine: "Look at this."

The photo was actually in video mode. Melafion picked it up and clicked it, and the picture started to move.This kind of image can only leave images within ten seconds, and I saw that it seemed to be a dusty place, surrounded by broken wreckage of wings falling, and a white shadow in the distance, slowly approaching, wearing a hood Hat, can't see face clearly.The camera position is close to the ground, and it captures the broken cloak of the white shadow dragging the ground, and the feet in the boots, with cold silver rivet reflections on the boots.

Bai Ying squatted down in front of the camera. At this time, the camera suddenly moved up, and when positioned on Bai Ying's body, some line data was displayed, letting Melafion know that this was taken by a prosthetic eye, so the image was particularly immersive.

The white figure lowered his head, the wind swayed his hood, and the outline of his facial features were faintly revealed. Suddenly, the hood was lifted off, and the long hair fell out, blown obliquely by the wind, half of the thick black hair Cover that face.

Just when I was about to see clearly, the image stopped.

Melafion was confused: "A man?"

Kisia Lian's voice was hoarse: "Yes, it's a man."

Melafion continued to ponder: "This place seems to be in the desert."

Kisialian: "It was taken by a prosthetic eye. There are specific location coordinates in the lower right corner of the image. I checked, and it is in the Red River Desert on the northern continent of Heron Star."

Melafion said: "The crashed plane was a fighter jet from the Interstellar Criminal Police Force. Did terrorists attack the Interstellar Criminal Police on Heron?"

Kisia Lian's face was gloomy: "The Order of Heron star submitted a piece of information to the Ministry of National Defense. This piece of information was approved by the Archives and Supervision Department, and then transferred to me." He clasped his hands and propped his nose, looking anxious Uneasy, "Go back and read the information carefully, then set off immediately, go to Heron Star with Lorenzo, and investigate the matter clearly."

Melafion suddenly felt that Lorenzo had shown too much presence in front of him recently, so he couldn't help saying, "Why did you bring Lorenzo with you?"

He vaguely sensed that something was wrong.

Kisialian lowered her head, her face buried under her palms: "The person in the photo... is the white priest."

Melafion was greatly surprised, doubts overwhelmed his head immediately, and even surpassed hatred: "How do you know that this person is a white priest?!"

Kisialian still buried her head and said, "It's him, there will be no mistakes. Why, don't ask. You go find him—kill him, cut off his head and bring him back."

"Admiral, what are you..."

Melafion's heart skipped a beat, and he was faintly circling huge confusion. He wanted to ask, but he had an intuition that it shouldn't be asked.Kisialian rarely used such cruel words to a person, and there seemed to be an untouchable secret hidden in it.

At this moment, this breezy and bright figure seemed to be shrouded in shadows.

If it was really the white priest, then he was also his enemy who wanted to tear his body to pieces.

He stared at the photo, examining it for a long time.Later, before leaving, he asked Yining, "Do you still remember what Priest Bai looked like? If he was right in front of you, would you recognize him?"

Yining said: "When he was arrested, only Lorenzo and the admiral were present. The admiral personally escorted him to the prison and sent him to the execution ground, and the admiral personally escorted him, and put him in a black hood all the way. During this time, the admiral did not allow anyone We went to see him in prison, and we didn’t have a chance to get close to him until he was robbed in the execution ground. Except for the admiral and Lorenzo, no one should know what the white priest looks like.”

Melafion said: "Then tell me, why can the admiral be sure that he is the white priest based on a blurred image?"

The military division is the military division. At this time, he was practicing Taiji and said: "Admiral... probably has some extraordinary perception. Based on that photo, it is really difficult to tell that the man is the white priest."

"Perception...hehe." Melafion said inadvertently: "Those members of the Adventist Church wear masks all year round, and the doctrine stipulates that no one is allowed to see their true colors except when they redeem themselves. There will never be an admiral I secretly lifted the mask of the white priest, and to satisfy my curiosity, I saw the real face."

Yining said indifferently: "That's what Xinghailin told us, whether it's true or not, who knows. Perhaps none of what he said is true."

"Demon Star, what an unlucky place. I wish we had never been there."

Thinking of Xinghailin, Melafion was furious.These two enemies, it seems that starting from the Demon Star, they will always be like a shadow, entwining them tightly.

Hopefully, this is just his overthinking.

He and Lorenzo set out for Heron Star after hasty preparations at the order of Kisialian.Because it was a secret visit, he only brought heavy branches and a few subordinates with reliable force.

One day on the way, on the spaceship, Melafion walked into the bathroom with a towel, and happened to see Lorenzo coming out of the cubicle after washing.

The shower room behind him was still steamy, and his body was also dripping with water, so he had no time to get a bath towel to dry off in the future.When the two Alphas met frankly, they should only have an instinctive sense of competition. Melafion glanced arrogantly, and the corners of his mouth slightly raised. Unexpectedly, Lorenzo was a little panicked, his face flushed slightly, and he didn't know if it was because of the steam , hastily and subconsciously covered the gap between the legs with the towel in his hand, his eyes flicked from left to right, not knowing where to turn.

"You... why are you walking around naked? Didn't you go to the gym? You finished your workout so soon?"

Melafion looked at his figure calmly and casually, and said with a smile, "It's as if you're not naked."

"I just took a shower..." Lorenzo still didn't know where to stop his eyes.

Before entering the cubicle, Melafion patted his abs casually: "I've practiced well recently. Someday we have the opportunity to compete."

Lorenzo's body tensed slightly, he inserted his fingers into his hair, stroked his hair, closed his eyes and took a deep breath, just as he grabbed the towel to wrap it around his body, Melafion suddenly pulled the towel from behind him down.Lorenzo turned around in astonishment, only to see Melafion staring at him firmly.

"What are you doing?"

Melafion stared at him as if making a big discovery.