limited ambiguous

"Why do you have to wear a tie? I can't breathe!"

"What is the meaning of military uniforms? The design is too unreasonable. Who would wear a belt two fingers wide when boarding a starship?"

In terms of appearance and appearance in the expeditionary force, there is usually no big mistake if you don’t pick up the details. In particular, several captains tie the collar of the standard shirt for a few days a year.

Of course, the appearance of the deputy commander Erich is excluded.

As soon as Vin and Duchamp put on the newly-delivered custom-made military uniforms, they couldn't even raise their arms. They just felt that their free spirits were all bound in the uniforms, and they couldn't breathe.

"No one wears military uniforms to fight, Duchamp?" Mei Jielin gestured at the new military uniforms she got, and the more she looked at them, the more she was satisfied. She felt that the figure she had trained for more than ten years could not be in vain. The belt must be tied on the day of the ceremony. Tighten up, fasten your tie, and polish your military boots!

Maybe she will be able to walk the road of relying on her appearance in the future.

On the other side of the room, Lu Fenghan had already changed his clothes and came out.

The military uniform of the Space Force is all white, but this time Lu Fenghan was sent pure black with silver buckles, a complete set of belt and military boots, and the epaulettes are temporarily missing.

Lu Fenghan has a good foundation, coupled with years of uninterrupted exercise, his body is well-proportioned and well-proportioned. After wearing a black military uniform, his temperament is tall and straight.

And when he stepped on the military boots, raised his head slightly to fasten the top button of the neckline, and then slowly put on the white gloves with lowered eyes, he felt the breath of abstinence.

Qi Yan's gaze couldn't help but fall on his bent fingers, protruding Adam's apple, and sharp thin lips. The nerves trembled uncontrollably as if a tiny electric current had passed through them.

Having noticed Qi Yan's gaze a long time ago, Lu Fenghan touched Qi Yan's face with his gloved fingers, and asked in a low voice, "What's wrong?"

Obviously it was just a normal touch, but Qi Yan couldn't even hold his breath.

Lu Fenghan smiled lightly, very happy.

He moved half a step and stood in front of Qiyan, avoiding sight from other places, confiscated his fingers, and leaned closer to Qiyan's ear: "I know, Yanyan likes it very much."

The prayer did not deny.

He never denied Lu Fenghan's great attraction to him.

On the day of the awarding and honoring ceremonies, the Diamond of the Sky Square in Capital Star was surrounded by the crowd, and together they watched the ongoing ceremony in the conference hall through the virtual light screen suspended above the square.

It wasn't until after seven o'clock in the evening that a group of people took the lead to get out, avoiding the floating camera devices and media reporters flying around, and quietly went to the restaurant next to the First Military Academy.

In the box, several people looked at each other and couldn't help laughing.

"Xia Zhiyang, the buttons of your coat have been ripped off! Why are you so empty and have no chest muscles?"

"I'm so juvenile!" Xia Zhiyang tugged on his clothes and wailed, "My buttons are so expensive, my heart hurts!"

"Ye Pei, your ponytail is like a horse's tail, it's all exploded in a mess!"

"Chagall, shut up! Do you understand this hairstyle? I worked hard for an hour to get my hairstyle!"

There was a lot of noise, and after a burst of laughter, it suddenly calmed down. Ye Pei touched the corner of his mouth and said with a smile: "It's been a long time since I laughed like this, and I'm not used to it."

Xia Zhiyang still has a baby face, because he attended the ceremony, he deliberately took off the three skull silver rings on his ears, and only applied some pomade to expose his forehead.

He poured himself a glass of water and drank it in two sips: "Who isn't, the muscles responsible for smiling on my face are almost shrinking!"

As he spoke, he straightened his neckline, and deliberately straightened the peace medal that hadn't been ironed.

Seeing this, Chagall immediately flicked the non-existent dust on his epaulettes.

Ye Pei crossed his arms and rolled his eyes: "That's enough, you guys. I know that one of you has won the Peace Medal and the other has been promoted to lieutenant colonel. There is no need to remind and emphasize."

She looked at the time, "The commander and praying words haven't arrived yet, could they be blocked by the media in the square? I took a look when I was leaving. The situation is really scary. I suspect that all the reporters from Leto are dispatched!" "

"I think it's not just the whole Leto, but the whole central administrative region?" Chagall also sat down and poured himself a glass of water, "Because of the presence of Hodgkin and Cremo, the title of commander was suppressed for many years in order to check and balance. This time, adding up all the military achievements in the past, I was directly promoted to one-star general!

Think about it, the commander is not yet 30 years old. He used to be the youngest brigadier general in the alliance, and now he is the youngest general in the alliance. This is his first public appearance. If I were in the media, I would definitely go crazy. Will let people go. "

Because Lu Fenghan, the commander-in-chief, was only a brigadier general, not even a major general, so several captains under him were all stuck at the rank of colonel and could not be promoted.

This time the rebel army was completely wiped out. Lu Fenghan had accumulated military achievements over the years. After he was promoted to a one-star general, Mei Jielin and Wein finally made a move and were awarded the title of major general.

This also led to the conferring ceremony, at first glance, the new batch of alliance generals were unexpectedly young.

The questions asked by reporters during the interview were also different from before.

"Many people on StarNet are asking now, is Major General Mei Jielin single now?"

Feeling flustered by this "major general", Mei Jielin was rarely solemn, with a tense expression, she nodded: "Yes."

"May I ask what kind of person Major General Mei Jielin likes? Can you answer this question?"

Pretentiously clearing her throat, and resisting the urge to change her sitting position, Mei Jielin replied: "I like obedient people, and I will teach him flowers—things can be learned best in one night."

Hearing the pause, Wein and Dushan Qiqi turned their faces away, unable to bear to look directly, thinking to themselves, did they want to say "tricks"?Sure enough, Mejielin can't be expected to spit out any serious answers, but she actually speaks /yellow/in front of the entire alliance!

As expected of you.

On the contrary, Lu Fenghan, who was sitting in the middle, looked the most calm. He glanced at the position where Qiyan was every ten seconds, and could not see the slightest anger after listening to Mei Jielin's answer.

After Wein, Long Xiyun and Du Shang were all questioned for two rounds, finally a reporter carefully asked Lu Fenghan the first question.

"Admiral, will the humanoid battle mech that appeared in the final battle continue to be researched?"

Lu Fenghan: "Yes."

"May I ask if the main research site is in the White Tower or the Alliance's laboratory?"

Lu Fenghan: "Each has its own focus."

Someone then asked: "There will be no more wars in the Alliance in the future, and the humanoid battle mech requires high research funding. What's your attitude towards the point that 'continuing to invest in research is a waste of tax' as stated on the Star Network?"

Lu Fenghan: "No."

"What is your objection?"

Lu Fenghan: "Mechas will be useful in the future."

"As the person who escorted the wise man of the rebel army back to the capital planet, what do you think of the wise man?"

Lu Fenghan: "I have no opinion."

Another reporter rushed forward: "The war is over, and the Union military is preparing for disarmament. If you no longer serve in the military, what will you do? Have you considered it?"

Lu Fenghan was about to say that someone had raised him, but after thinking about it, he changed his words: "I have already found a job, and I will be a personal bodyguard for someone." He also emphasized, "Anytime, any place, personal protection."

Mei Jielin heard her teeth sore, and murmured in her heart, didn't you treat your words like gold in front of you, and you were so cold, why did you want to show off your work contract when you asked about your future plans?

A reporter from the entertainment page heard the tricks, squeezed forward, and immediately asked when he got the opportunity to ask questions: "General Lu Lu currently has a blank column on his marital status, and he is still single. Do you have any requirements for the other half? Let's put this part Put it on the front page!"

Does this imply that he still needs to seek marriage?

Lu Fenghan was dressed neatly and neatly in a military uniform, which was rare. He leaned back on the chair, put his white-gloved hands on the table, and replied, "It won't be blank soon."

While speaking, he passed countless people and looked at Qiyan sitting on the seat, his eyes suddenly softened.

Qi Yan was wearing a black suit tailored to the body, which made her skin white, giving her a sense of coolness and dignity.

But looking at him, within a few seconds, Qi Yan couldn't help but look away.

Lu Fenghan raised the corners of his lips and smiled faintly.

As soon as he said this, the scene was quiet for a moment, and then there was an uproar.

The column of marital status will soon be empty, which means... the land general already has a marriage partner?

And Mei Jielin and the others secretly looked at each other——

This is showing off, right?Just to show off, right?

Show off from the front to Leto, not enough?

Your journey is the whole league?

What a vanity this man is!

Immediately, a well-informed reporter asked loudly: "May I ask if General Lu's marriage partner is God Y, the chief of the White Tower who has just won the Alliance's Silver Shield Medal?"

Since the victory, the head of the White Tower has been very popular, with a very high star network search and click rate, and he is the only one who can compete with Lu Fenghan.

Now that the two names are in the same place, the reporters present all wished to put the microphone to Lu Fenghan's mouth and ask him to find out.

But Lu Fenghan put aside half of the words and then sold them out. No matter how the reporter made insinuations, he never revealed a word.

After dealing with the reporters' indiscriminate bombardment, he guessed that there must be many people blocking the way in front of the meeting hall. After greeting Nie Huaiting, Lu Fenghan neatly left his subordinates as a shield, and pulled his prayers out of the meeting. Go out through the back door of the living room——Po Jun is manipulating the suspension vehicle and is waiting for them at the door.

Sitting on the suspension car, Qi Yan glanced in the direction of the conference hall: "General, let's just leave like this—is it okay?"

"General Nie is here, as long as Mei Jielin and the others don't speak, they can still stand there calmly. It's no problem to take a photo with the people, smile and wave."

Arriving at the appointed box, as soon as he opened the door and entered, Chagall got up subconsciously, touched his heels, and gave a military salute to Lu Fenghan: "Command!"

Withdrawing the finger stretched at the end of the brow, Ye Pei said helplessly: "It's over, it was clearly agreed to be a private gathering, but why can't I restrain my conditioned reflex?"

Xia Zhiyang laughed loudly: "The three of you are on the ground together, you scared me so much!"

But he himself, too, had some habits that remained ingrained.

For example, he will pull his hat on when he goes out, and he will unconsciously stand in the least noticeable place. When he talks, he is always worried about whether there will be monitoring nearby. When he enters the box, he will subconsciously look at the surrounding layout and look for monitoring. s position……

He believes that these will all be "healed".

Just like there are more pedestrians walking and visiting in the park, the fountain show in the Diamond Square resumed. The First Military Academy was more than a month late, but it has already started the new year's enrollment. The statues of the three professors were erected...

Everything is getting better.

After everyone sat down, Xia Zhiyang held the water glass, looked at Qiyan, and then at Lu Fenghan, making his guess even more certain - the commander-in-chief and God Y must have deliberately concealed their identities, lurking Leto, and hiding in the dark Disintegrate the conspiracy of the rebel army!

So exciting!

After chatting for a few words, the personal terminals of several people all sounded a prompt tone. Mondrian read it: "It is the push of the "Leto Daily". The trial of Hodgkin and the wise men of the rebel army has begun. The number of viewers is one, two, three, four...the number of viewers is too many to count.”

Ye Pei held his heart in his mouth, and leaned over to take a look: "How could a wise man look like this? It's just...ordinary. I thought he was glowing all over his body. Every time he took a step, flower petals would appear under his feet."

Xia Zhiyang said: "So the wise man is not a 'god', but the system and thought make him a 'god' from an ordinary person."

After he finished speaking, he found that Ye Pei and the others were all looking over, so he couldn't help but move back, "Why are you all looking at me?"

Ye Pei patted him on the shoulder: "You seem to be deeper than before!"

Xia Zhiyang was a little embarrassed, and smiled again: "Heroes see the same thing, and I think so too!"

He touched the lines on the surface of the Peace Medal, and his voice softened, "And... there are many people who have taught me a lot."

Ye Pei didn't ask any further questions.

After a while, a service robot delivered self-brewed wine and two cups.

Chagall placed one in front of himself, and the other in front of the empty seat, filling them up one by one.

"I originally agreed to invite a senior to drink here after returning to Leto, but he can't come."

Chagall remembered that Calvin hummed a ditty when he was beside the vortex in the Nova Field, and told him after telling the story that stories that usually happened on the front line had similar endings.

Picking up the wine glass and touching it lightly, Chagall finished drinking in one gulp.

He had never drunk alcohol before, and the spicy liquid slid down his throat, and he couldn't help coughing until his eyes turned red.

He thought that he would live the kind of comfortable life that Calvin thought about in the future—sleep with his eyes closed until dawn, without worrying about enemy attacks in the middle of the night, cooking, growing flowers, taking walks during the day, and gathering with friends when he was free.

If, if the soul of the senior returns to his hometown and has time, you can come and taste the wine here.

The author has something to say:

Than a heart made of silver buckles~

----

感谢在2020-12-1101:39:49~2020-12-1200:56:47期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels who threw the grenade: Master Meow and Wang Zai 1;

Thanks to the little angels who cast mines: 3 red dates with chrysanthemum tea; 2;