star lord returns

Al asked: "What should I call you? Empress? Let's say goodbye. Didn't you say you won't reveal your identity... Let's call you Shimu."

Nan Jing raised one eyebrow and said, "Don't, this title is too easy for people to ask questions."

Al was confused, he really didn't have much experience dealing with big shots.

"Then I can't still call you buddy?" Al's eyebrows were drawn into a ball.

Nan Jing raised his hand and knocked on Al's head. He didn't forget that the first time he saw Al, when he despised his driving skills, Al called him a buddy.

"Just call brother."

"Brother." Al shouted decisively.

After shouting, Al said with some embarrassment: "In normal times, whoever asks me to call him brother, I have to beat him until his teeth are all over the place. But you, forget it."

Nan Jing's age is older than him, and this is the empress!

Others have no chance to shout!

How did this weird feeling of calling others brother and taking advantage come from?Al decided not to delve further.

Nan Jing's self-esteem was immediately greatly satisfied, and he had never tasted the feeling of being a brother in this life.

He patted Al on the shoulder and said, "Don't worry, I'll cover you from now on, if anyone dares to bully you tell me, I'll help you beat him to the ground!"

Al quickly refused: "Don't, I'm a knight, you can't deprive me of the right to lead the way! That would make me look useless."

Nan Jing: "..."

Well, this kind of thing is nothing to argue about.

When he was about to reach the base camp outside the military headquarters, Al's terminal beeped.

He glanced at it, then curled his lips in disdain, with a rather contemptuous expression, and directly shut down the original terminal.

Afterwards, he put the terminal he had just obtained from Landis on his left wrist, and whistled and sang a little song, making Nan Jing feel that he had won a billionaire prize.

When we arrived at the base camp of the military headquarters, it was almost twelve noon.

The army is ready to go. Looking around, all the officers are dressed in black military uniforms with gold trim, military caps, and black high-top military boots.

Shen Qiao put one hand in her trouser pocket, and stood in front of the airship door a little bored, looking into the distance from a height.

Looking at the terminal, Shen Qiao was a little disdainful.

From a distance, he saw two unfamiliar faces who had already occupied Fangzheng's team, and his gaze stayed on them for a moment.

Nan Jing looked at the airship in the center against the sun.

He also got Shen Qiao's information in advance, knowing that this is a young and famous general who is proud and arrogant, and he has some small problems with his brother Feng Jianli.

Of course, this general is also a well-known victorious general, especially his mech troop, which is the core mecha soldier of the entire Flying Eagle Legion.

"Don't provoke that general, we are the vanguard this time." Nan Jing whispered to Al who was standing beside him.

This time the army dispatched a total of a thousand central troops, and each military spaceship was loaded with fifty soldiers, and each spaceship was assigned a lieutenant.

As the vanguard, Nan Jing should be arranged on the second spaceship.

However, I was notified in advance that for this expedition, at the request of Admiral Shen, all forty vanguards were on a spaceship with him, and Shen Qiao's personal guards were arranged on the second spaceship.

The vanguards were so motivated and eager to try, it was a great honor for them to be on the same spaceship as the admiral.

Only Nan Jing sighed, he had a bad premonition.

As the saying goes, good things don’t work and bad things don’t. Every time Nan Jing has a bad premonition, it will prove to be a reality afterwards.

Shen Qiao's adjutant stood in the central hall of the spaceship and rearranged his place of residence.

"There is a dormitory for every three people. Now I will automatically put your salutes in according to the serial number when I click on the name."

The adjutant's loud voice echoed in the empty central hall.

His gaze swept across Nan Jing from time to time.

"...Room No. 13, Lurson, Kui, and Al."

Al who was named immediately raised his hand: "Report sir, I want to live with my brother."

"Ha ha ha ha……"

A slightly mocking laughter immediately sounded in the hall.

The adjutant's face twitched, his face darkened, and he shouted loudly: "Observing orders is the first duty of a soldier, how dare you raise your opinion? Whose subordinate are you, when did you join the army, and who gave you the courage to defend Kang's order?"

A group of people around were watching the show, and someone laughed maliciously and said loudly: "He is a paratrooper who was temporarily stuffed in!"

"Hahaha." There was another burst of laughter.

Ai Er had the cheek to show his strong psychological quality, but he just let out a silent groan in his heart, secretly thinking that if His Majesty Landis hadn't arranged it deliberately, I am afraid that Admiral Shen would have trouble with Nan Jing.

The adjutant didn't give Al any room to answer. He pointed to the open space with his white-gloved hand and said, "Three hundred push-ups, start now!"

Al resisted the urge to hit someone, walked to the corner, lay down on the ground and started doing push-ups.

Nima, I was ashamed and thrown to the military headquarters on the first day as a knight, so f*cking depressed.

After the battle, the adjutant must be beaten up.

Nan Jing was also extremely depressed.

Just when he was about to speak, he saw the adjutant walking in front of him, looked him up and down, and said, "Are you Nan Jing?"

Nan Jing nodded.

The adjutant kicked him on the calf, and said seriously: "Don't you have a mouth? What kind of head do you think you are a little hen?"

"Hahahaha..." The others laughed again.

Nan Jing is sad and angry, you are only a little hen, and your whole family is a little hen!

The joining of Nanjing and Al has already squeezed out the comrades of these vanguard soldiers. They themselves have no good impressions of these two paratroopers who came to grab the gold-plated military exploits.

Especially that black-haired and black-eyed young man named Nan Jing, who also has a face that makes people want to flirt.

That body, that appearance, that white and smooth skin, did not look like a soldier coming and going in the wind and rain at all.

Nan Jing blushed from the laughter.

After being sought after by many people for many days, I am still a little unaccustomed to suddenly coming to the bottom.

"Report sir, my name is Nan Jing."

Nan Jing stood up straight, tensed his legs, and answered loudly.

In the eyes of the adjutant, this young man who doesn't even understand the most basic rules of the army, except for his skin, is not good enough at all, and he is not even worthy of standing here.

But there is no way, I heard that Nan Jing has a lot of power behind him and has a great background, even though he is the adjutant of Admiral Shen Qiao, he is not qualified to drive people away.

However, fortunately, Admiral Shen has said something beforehand, as long as Nan Jing is treated as an ordinary soldier, it is enough.

Of course, the adjutant will not let go of this opportunity to show his power.

"Some people, don't think that someone behind you dares to show off in the army and disobey orders. I will tell you clearly now that General Shen's orders are above all else here. If anyone dares to disobey the military order, I will let him stand upright." Come in, get out sideways!"

All eyes shot towards Nan Jing's face.

Nan Jing's heart: "... Nima!"

So fucking targeted.

He almost pointed his nose and said that he came in through the back door.

Nan Jing pretended to be calm with a blank expression on his face. He just wanted to be a quiet soldier, and he didn't intend to show off his power at all.

The adjutant didn't expect that the boy with delicate skin and tender flesh could bear the scolding, and doubted whether his audacity was sufficient.

Still wanting to say something, the adjutant's terminal beeped. He blankly glanced at Nan Jing in front of him, turned around and walked to the front of the formation, and connected the terminal.

Shen Qiao said: "Come to my place."

"Yes!" The adjutant gave a military salute.

After hanging up the terminal, Nan Jing thought that the adjutant should say that the disbandment was over, but he didn't expect that guy with a horizontal scar on his face to look at him again.

Nan Jing: "..."

I know my face is pretty, you don't have to look so straightforward!

"You, do push-ups with him, three hundred!"

After leaving such a sentence, the adjutant turned and left.

Nan Jing: "..."

Oh shit!You must bully me hard because you see how cute I am!

He was extremely aggrieved, and there were little sparks of rage in his chest.

He yelled, "Report sir."

coming!

Are you going to expose your true nature and start tearing up?

The vanguard soldiers who were about to leave all put back their half-stepped feet with normal expressions, waiting to see this adjutant known for his rigidity and sternness unilaterally crush the paratrooper.

The adjutant stopped abruptly, and his military boots collided with each other, making a clicking sound.

He turned around and narrowed his eyes slightly, making the hideous scar look even more terrifying.

Nan Jing heard the sound of himself swallowing saliva——

grunt.

The adjutant said coldly: "Do you dare to disobey the order? From now on, you are not allowed to eat for two days. In addition, you will do [-] push-ups every day, hold your gun for half an hour, and you will not be allowed to rest if you can't finish."

A vein popped up on Nan Jing's forehead, he squeezed his fist and said, "Report sir, can you let me finish my sentence?"

The adjutant glanced at him, and thought to himself, what else does this kid want to say so that he can be used as a punishment?

"Say."