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Mei Jielin was carrying a military uniform jacket with one hand, and strode in the passage of the command ship. Her long legs were straight and her body was still full of gunpowder smoke. As a result, the soldiers passing by her would subconsciously straighten their backs even more when saluting. straight.

The metal door slid open to both sides, Metierlin took a step inside, then stopped immediately, and blinked slowly.

The conductor stroked Qi Yan's hair indulgently.

The command tore open the packaging of the nutritional supplement, fed it to the mouth of Qi Yan who was sitting on the sofa, and Qi Yan bit it.

Qi Yan held the nutrient in his mouth, and hugged the conductor's waist loosely, and the two of them stuck... very tightly.

Am I fucking too early?yes?

Mei Jielin neither entered nor retreated for a while, standing in the middle of the door, motionless like a sculpture.

Until someone poked her lower back: "What are you doing standing here blocking the way? Are you having leg cramps? You can't walk anymore? Isn't cramps a symptom of people in their nineties?"

Wein bypassed Mejielin and strode into the command room: "Commander, Mejielin's leg cramps!"

"You just have cramp! Everyone in your fleet is cramp!" Mei Jielin strode up to follow, and saw Qi Yan shrinking into the sofa sleepily, her face was pale, she didn't look energetic, and she was a little worried, "Commander, What happened to the prayer?"

Lu Fenghan was holding Qiyan's hand, rubbing his joints for him, and replied, "The brain is running too fast."

Two more, I'm hungry and my hands hurt.

As soon as the battle was over, Qi Yan left the technical department, took two bags of nutritional supplements from the kitchen on the way, and searched for them.

It is not easy to block and break the 'system' of the rebel army, and it takes a lot of energy. After entering high-intensity characters, Qi Yan's fingertips turned red, and he gasped in pain at the first light touch. Lu Fenghan wiped the healing gel with his ten fingers one by one and it got better.

Seeing Qiyan biting the peach-flavored nutrient and swallowing it bit by bit, like a tired cat, being groomed quietly, not seeing the cold spirit when he said "shoulder-to-shoulder gods", Lu Lu Feng Han's momentum softened a bit.

Wein scratched the back of his head. Based on his life experience, he had only fallen asleep on the training ground when his eyes turned black from exhaustion. He hadn't tried the situation where the brain was running too fast, so he had to say dryly: "Qiyan is not sick. Just fine."

Out of respect for the White Tower and Y, he really wanted to change the title to "Chief", but Mei Jielin still used the previous title. After thinking about it, he decided to follow suit.

When everyone arrived, Lu Fenghan sat down in his seat, under the conference table, still holding Qiyan's hand, kneading it once and for all, and said at the same time: "General Nie just sent a message to commend everyone for your support. A remarkable feat in the war that has just ended."

When Wayne heard this, his eyes lit up: "It's just verbal praise, or is there a reward in kind? Like stars or something?"

Lu Fenghan broke his hope without hesitation: "The alliance is poor now, and has no money. It's good to have verbal praise."

The Central Administrative Region and the Southern Cross Region are fighting on two fronts. After a battle, the starship ammunition/medicine is spent like running water, and the finances are gradually tight. It is said that the new Minister of Finance will go to various departments every three days to cry for poverty. People who hear it are sad .

Duchamp interjected: "We're starting to discuss post-battle rewards? Don't you feel unreal?" He pointed to the golden planet on the star chart, "Holy—bah, we really took back Planet Albert. !"

Mei Jielin raised her chin proudly: "On the way here, I recited this sentence back and forth twenty times, and now it feels 100% real. You can try it."

She turned to Lu Fenghan, "Commander, what are the next arrangements for Planet Albert? Stationed?"

Lu Fenghan denied her guess: "In order to reflect the sacred status of this planet, the rebel army stipulated that human activities are prohibited on the surface of the holy star, and at the same time, no plants and animals are allowed to live, and the gorgeous buildings on the surface are excluded, which is worse than the desolate star. "

Mei Jielin laughed, and the princesses on both sides followed suit: "Commander, if the wise man on the other side hears your words, believe it or not, he will show you an indignant death in front of you?"

Having said that, she knew very well in her heart that the capture of the holy star was more symbolic than practical. After all, the planet was not only small in size, but also had no mines, so it was of no practical use.

Taking it down is a morale booster for the alliance, but it may be heartbreaking for the rebels.

Tsk, it's really miserable.

Lu Fenghan continued: "Lorenz has already brought people from the technical department to the ground, and when they reset and activate the planetary defense system, the rebels dare not take it lightly if they want to."

"Lorenz is not in command of the ship right now? What a great opportunity!" Metierlin and Duchamp looked at each other, seeing the same intention in each other's eyes, "Before he comes back, we will go to the technical department to check All maintenance applications have been submitted, and the volume is a little larger than before.”

As she spoke, she pinched a small distance with her fingers.

So after the meeting, as if the soles of their feet had been oiled, Metteline and Duchamp disappeared in an instant, and the command room was emptied in an instant.

Lu Fenghan hugged Qiyan with his strong arms, sat on the sofa by himself, put him on his lap, and kissed the corner of the lips of the person in his arms.

Always feel lighter.

Putting aside the matters related to the post-war arrangements for a while, Lu Fenghan began to think about what to cook in the kitchen for Qiyan.

Pinching the metal buckle of Lu Fenghan's coat with his fingers, Qi Yan thought for a while and said, "I'm a little unhappy."

Lu Fenghan looked down at him: "Why are you unhappy?"

"I can't understand it." Just like when he was in Leto, Qiyan asked out the doubts in his heart, "Every progress in science should represent a victory for human beings in the battle against the unknown, and the purpose is also for human beings."

He paused, as if he didn't know how to speak.

Lu Fenghan has already understood: "In your opinion, the 'system' used by the rebel army is an excellent achievement, but while this 'system' brings victory, does it somehow belong to the existence of 'anti-humanity'? "

After the war, Lu Fenghan ordered the salvage ship to catch several enemy destroyers. Without exception, after opening the hatch, the pilots had been dead for a long time, and all of them looked miserable. It was crushed under high pressure, and the bones were broken in many places. Bone was visible around the square chip installed on the back of the neck, and blood was slowly oozing.

Seeing that Qiyan nodded, Lu Fenghan said in a soft voice, "The social system of the rebel army is very deformed. Their god is not a personal god, but it is clearly a single god. Under the monotheism, the wise man stands alone at the apex of this pyramid, In his eyes, everyone is not a 'human', but a tool, or a livestock.

Similarly, the commanders and envoys of the various legions in the privileged class treat human beings with the same contempt, because only this kind of "contempt" can make them perceive their own particularity psychologically and gain a sense of superiority. "

Therefore, the envoys of the rebel army will not hesitate to install a chip on the back of the neck of the driver of the destroyer, regardless of whether the other party is dead or not.

Because of the huge inequality of status, there is no so-called empathy.

Qi Yan thought again: "This is also the reason why the alliance has never thought of peace talks since the establishment of the rebel army, no matter what the situation is?"

"Yes, if one day the alliance surrenders to the rebel army, then the citizens of the alliance will be reduced to the lowest existence in society - no freedom and thought, no dignity of labor and reproductive machines."

Lu Fenghan rubbed the tip of his nose against Qiyan's hair, as if approaching a handful of clean snow, and said the same answer as when he was at Turan College, "So, you don't need to know what those people think, Qiyan, you just need to Do what you think is right."

"it is good."

Seeing that Qiyan had finished drinking the nutritional supplement and was so sleepy that his eyelids were closing, Lu Fenghan stopped talking and suggested, "Go back to the room and sleep for a while?"

Burying her head on the side of Lu Fenghan's neck, Qi Yan lightly bit the place where his artery was throbbing: "I won't go back."

"Want to be next to me?"

Qi Yan responded in a low voice: "Yes."

Lu Fenghan compromised, and took a pair of silent earplugs for Qi Yan to put on, letting him sleep on his lap.

Obviously not a very comfortable position, but Qi Yan tightly grasped the hem of Lu Fenghan's clothes, and quickly fell asleep.

So next, the person in charge of the logistics department who asked Lu Fenghan to report the amount of ammunition and energy seized, Vincent who handed over a large stack of documents to Lu Fenghan, and Lorenz who returned to the ship and returned to the ship, without exception, all saw the pillow. Praying deeply asleep on Lu Fenghan's lap.

Oh, I see, I'm in love, it's amazing.

The news quickly spread throughout the ship, and Van Tove also heard it.

He was taken away by a robot that suddenly appeared before, and he was directly locked in the confinement room, and was released after the war.

After coming out, the two people from Odin like him seemed to be afraid of something. They avoided the crowd and warned him that it was best not to offend Qi Yan, so as not to cause trouble to the upper body, and asked him if there was a way to contact people from Odin, could Get out of the front line as soon as possible.

Fan Tov was suspicious, so he simply responded casually.

He was most worried about another thing.

Taking advantage of the fact that the people in the technical department were busy repairing the war-damaged starships and had no time to take care of them, Fantov went to the super-light computer and breathed a sigh of relief——

Although Qiyan used "Nandou", he didn't find out that he used the optical storage device to copy secret information.

Delaying the military plane is really a posturing.

Fantov concealed the optical storage device—this time, he understood that neither Odin nor the command ship of the expeditionary force was safe enough.

The Expeditionary Force won this time, and maybe next time.The information stored in this optical storage is the life-saving talisman he prepared for himself.

After the war, he rested, and the schedule relaxed accordingly.

In the morning, Lu Fenghan exercised in the gravity training room for two hours, at least he used up most of the heat accumulated throughout the night.

Qiyan is used to squeezing into his arms when sleeping, sticking tightly.It was nothing before, but now it's hard to endure every minute and every second, but Lu Fenghan couldn't bear to push people away, so he forced himself to lie down and fell asleep, gathering energy to vent in the training room.

Picking up the towel and wiping the sweat on the side of his neck, Lu Fenghan looked at the time, guessing that Qiyan was about to wake up, grabbed his military uniform jacket and put it on casually, and went to the kitchen.

He finally had some free time in the past two days and was tinkering with jam.According to the recipe that Po Jun downloaded from Xingwang for him, he tried several recipes, and finally found a flavor that was both sweet and sour, and Qi Yan should not hate it.

After asking about the current time, Lu Fenghan asked Po Jun again: "Is Qiyan awake?"

Po Jun replied immediately: "The chief is already awake, and he is in the room."

Lu Fenghan thought for a while, packed the prepared jam, and took it to the lounge.

The metal door slid open, Lu Fenghan stepped into the room, and saw Qiyan sitting by the porthole in the dim light.

The space, which is always dominated by darkness, casts a layer of shadow on his side face, clearly reflecting the lines of the brow bone and the bridge of the nose. From a distance, it looks like a painting with exquisite brushstrokes.

Putting the jam on the table casually, Lu Fenghan approached, leaned over and picked him up, put him back on the bed, and squeezed his cool palm: "Why don't you put on your clothes?"

Qi Yan looked up at Lu Fenghan, his eyes were a little confused, and he answered irrelevant questions: "I remember you asked me to wait for you in the room, but I wanted to find you again, so I asked Po Jun, but... I'm not sure what Po Jun said. The words are not made up by myself."

The content was expressed in confusion, but Lu Fenghan immediately understood it.

The prayer confuses the memory, and it is impossible to judge whether it is true or false.

Lu Fenghan remembered Qi Yan's expression: "Just now I have been analyzing which memory is real and which memory is fictional?"

"Well, but I can't tell the difference. There is no information that can be judged in the memory content." Qi Yan felt a little cold, and instinctively leaned towards Lu Fenghan to absorb the heat source.

"It doesn't matter if you can't tell the difference. If you don't come to me, then you just need to stand there and wait, and I will come to you."

Lu Fenghan showed Qiyan the jam, "Try it and see if you can eat it?"

As he spoke, he unscrewed the cap, took a little and fed it to Qiyan's mouth.

Qi Yan tasted it, his eyes brightened slightly: "It's delicious, a little sour and a little sweet."

It is a rare evaluation to hear the word "very" from my picky mouth since I was a child.

Lu Fenghan thought to himself, next time he can try something else, maybe in the future, Qiyan's breakfast can have several flavors in rotation.

Just as he was thinking, he heard Qi Yan call out: "General."

Lu Fenghan lowered his head and met Qi Yan's eyes.

He had discovered before that when Qiyan looked at him, he was always very focused, as if he wanted to use his eyes to trace his eyebrows, nose bridge, Adam's apple, and even every inch of muscle lines, and the folds of his sleeves at the elbows. , and then engrave it into my heart.

This kind of concentration made Lu Fenghan feel happy, and he responded softly with a nasal voice, as if hiding all the tenderness inside.

Then he heard the prayer and asked, "Would you like to taste the jam too?"

Lu Fenghan tasted it. It should be said that in order to find the right ratio, he tasted the jam almost countless times in the past two days.

Just about to refuse, but when his eyes swept over the tip of Qi Yan's lips, his eyes froze.

Before Qi Yan could react, he had already pinched his chin and kissed his slightly cool lips.

Breathing intertwined, Lu Fenghan completely enveloped the person under him, propping his thin arms on the bed, resting his palm behind Qi Yan's head, rubbing his messy and soft hair, forcing the other party to welcome his invasion, Keep deepening the kiss.

Qi Yan's whole body trembled slightly, as if his sensitive nerve endings could no longer bear it, and was about to collapse, but his body was extremely addicted to the breath that was so familiar that it was carved into the bone marrow.

The lips and teeth were tightly pressed together, and the male hormones mixed with the pleasant fruity aroma in the breath, Lu Fenghan's voice was indescribably hoarse: "I tasted it, it's very sweet."

The author has something to say:

A heart in the shape of loving you than blowing bubbles ~ good night

"You don't need to know those people...do what you think is right." The last time this sentence appeared was in Chapter 24～

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