"That's basically what I want to say. For the rest, I'll contact you when necessary." Ling Feng's eyes slid to the holographic tactical sand table not far away. "Sometimes, deduce the battle situation more. You won't forget what you learned before, right?"
"That's not the case, but don't I have you to deduce the battle situation?" The female general's words seemed like slacking off, but she said it without blushing or even feeling a little upright.
Ling Feng raised the corner of his mouth slightly, but the smile that was about to appear soon disappeared quickly: "As a general, you leave all the work of arranging the battle plan to me, the chief of staff, don't you think it's too much?"
Feimei spread her hands and answered the question irrelevantly: "Do you know? There was a time when I went to Tianqing College to listen to Liu Jinglin's class. I still remember him saying that there was a game called chess in the Reverse Realm."
"They use what are called chess pieces to represent different arms of the army, and then they fight against each other. In this game, there is a term called 'checkmate'. Do you know what that is?"
Ling Feng said calmly: "Obviously I haven't listened to Academician Liu's class, so I don't know that there are such interesting games in the world of reversal."
Fei Mei sighed softly: "So there are things you don't know. Then I'll tell you. The so-called checkmate is the move that will determine the outcome of the game!"
She leaned back and said, "I am the general of the Storm Legion. My purpose here is to deal a fatal blow to the Black People at the critical moment and completely collapse their situation!"
The female general's voice was not loud, but it gave people a sense of authority and irrefutability.
Ling Feng lightly pressed the armrest and stood up: "Yeah, I almost forgot. The generals of the fortress don't have to be able to lead troops to fight. The meaning of their existence lies in..."
"With my own strength, I can defeat an entire army!"
"gone."
"No."
When Ling Feng came out of the tent, he seemed to meet someone. Feimei heard several voices coming from outside and someone opened the tent and came in.
Two people, to be exact.
A man and a woman.
The man was nearly 40 years old, but he still looked cynical. When he smiled, crow's feet appeared at the corners of his eyes, and his two nasolabial folds were also very clear.
He smelled strongly of alcohol, and in fact, he was holding a tin bottle in his hand, which seemed to be filled with wine, not water.
There was a scar on his face, which divided his face diagonally into two. It was an ugly scar like a centipede. Even when he was smiling, he still looked a little hideous.
As for the woman, she was obviously older than Feimei, but she was well-maintained. Although her skin was no longer tender, it was still smooth.
The long black hair is still so shiny, and as the hair moves, a light fragrance is emitted.
Even though time has begun to leave traces on her face, it can still be seen that when she was young she was a beauty who was no less beautiful than Feimei.
Her eyebrows and eyes all revealed an innate arrogance, but it was different from Feimei's cold arrogance that was like a winter plum blossom.
The beauty mole at the corner of her mouth added a bit of mature charm. At least, the man walking behind her never took his eyes off her attractive back.
The woman with black hair and a mole on the corner of her mouth suddenly stopped and said, "Zhang Dongcheng, if you keep staring at me, you'll have to say goodbye to your own eyes!"
The man surnamed Zhang was startled and quickly looked away, then smiled and said to Feimei:
He said, "I just bumped into Ling Feng outside. This kid hasn't changed at all. He was very cocky when he was a rookie, and after so many years, he's still the same."
"He's not the only one who hasn't changed." The black-haired woman sneered, "You, Zhang, haven't changed either. You were a major back then, and you're still a lieutenant colonel now. You've remained the same for ten years, which is commendable."
Zhang Dongcheng looked at her with a headache on his face: "Yin Qi, I just looked at you a few more times, why do you have to insult me like that? After all, I am still your senior, shouldn't you respect me a little more?"
If Tian Yang were here, he would definitely be shocked. The black-haired lady in front of him was the "Yin Qi" he saw in Su Lie's video.
The slight difference is that she is more mature and more charming than in the video.
"Excuse me." Feimei stood up with a perfect smile on her face, "Thank you for your hard work today."
Yin Qi shook his head: "When the battle situation is not going well, it is our responsibility to clear the obstacles."
Zhang Dongcheng, who had already moved to the holographic sand table, looked at the sand table and said casually: "The general called us here, it can't be just to say thank you."
Feimei put her hands behind her back and nodded, "Yes, I have something else to teach you two."
Zhang Dongcheng turned around and said with a smile: "It seems to be no small matter. Tell me about it."
"It's related to the Black King." Feimei put away her smile and stared at the two of them. "17 years ago, Fortress once organized an operation to deal with the Black King. At that time, I had just joined the Night Walkers and was not qualified to participate in that operation."
"But I know that you two participated in that operation. So I would like to ask you two to tell me, what exactly is the Black King?"
Originally, he had a smile on his face, but after hearing the female general's words, Zhang Dongcheng's expression immediately changed. Not only did the smile disappear, but his expression became even more unhappy.
He clapped his hands and walked towards the tent door: "I suddenly remembered that there is something I haven't done yet, so I'll take my leave now."
Feimei narrowed her eyes slightly, but did not stop, and her gaze fell on the other person who broke the formation.
Yin Qi faced the female general's gaze calmly: "Although I was called out at the time, I was injured in the last mission, so I did not participate."
"I'm sorry, but I can't provide you with any information about the Black King."
Feimei shook her head gently: "It's okay, you've worked hard today, Sister Yin Qi, you should go back and rest first. I'll find you if I need anything."
"good."
Yin Qi turned around decisively and left the command tent.
Feimei exhaled softly and looked at the sand table with various lights and shadows constantly changing: "One was injured and didn't participate, and the other didn't want to say anything. Even the higher-ups wouldn't give me any information about the Black King..."
"I feel like all the participants on that day are hiding something together."
... ...
When Tianyang woke up, he saw a little red light floating in the dim tent.
That was the light from the captain's cigarette.
The boy climbed up from the marching mat, stretched his almost stiff body, and reminded with a hint of complaint: "Captain, it's not good to smoke in the tent, right?"
"Well?"
Han Shu seemed to have just reacted. He laughed dryly twice, threw the cigarette to the ground and stomped it out with his foot: "Don't sleep any more, it's still early."
Tianyang stood up
I did a few stretching exercises and heard a few soft clicks between the joints in my body.
"I'm not going to sleep anymore. I'm afraid I won't be able to get up if I sleep any longer."
Han Shu turned on a small lamp, and the orange light illuminated the space between him and Tianyang.
"Young people should eat more, sleep more, and exercise more. When I was young, my highest record was sleeping for three days in a row!"
Captain, are you sure you are not unconscious? Tianyang thought with a distracted look on his face.
"By the way, I heard that you encountered thugs yesterday. You are so lucky to come back alive." Han Shu's expression at this moment was more like curiosity than emotion.
In fact, he then expressed his own thoughts: "Tell me about the thugs. Is it really a combination of biological and mechanical? I have heard Lao Xu mention it before, but I have never encountered it."
Tian Yang was about to answer, but suddenly an idea came to him: "It's no problem for me to tell you, but later, can you please answer a question for me, Captain?"
Han Shu was startled, then he slapped Tian Yang on the head: "You little bastard, you've learned to make demands on me! You've become a bad guy, tell me what a thug looks like."
Tianyang covered his head with his hands. Han Shu’s slap was so powerful that he almost thought his electronic eye was going to shoot out.
Next, he described the thug's appearance, including the monster's abilities, and how it nearly blew itself up at the end.
Han Shu was really moved this time: "The Reverse Realm is so weird. Among those dark bastards, there is actually a combination of creatures and machines. Speaking of which, the lunatic who appeared in the main battlefield yesterday was also of this type. And the formation breaker acted in time, otherwise my balls would have been smashed by that thing."
The one who breaks the formation
Tian Yang asked with a little excitement: "Captain, I just want to ask you about the people who broke the formation. Are they night walkers? I see that their uniforms are the same as ours, but the colors and symbols are different."
Han Shu gave him a strange look and said, "You know a lot."
Tianyang's heart skipped a beat. He knew that he had let something slip in his haste and wanted to make amends, but Han Shu didn't seem to take it to heart.
The captain took out a cigarette, but didn't light it. He just put it in front of his nose and sniffed it: "Yes, the Breakers are also one of our Night Walkers. But their number is limited, and they are directly responsible to the commander and the high-level officials of the fortress, so we rarely see them."
Tian Yang suppressed his excitement and carefully worded his words, trying to sound curious rather than deliberately trying to find out about the Formation Breaker: "Why do we have such a position among the Night Walkers? So, what exactly does the Formation Breaker do?"
Han Shu put the cigarette to his ear and said, "Just as the literal meaning suggests, their role is to break the enemy's formation and push the battle situation to our advantage. Of course, they also accept some secret missions, either in groups of two or three, or alone to explore the adverse world."
"If we talk about ordinary armies, including the regular army, the Storm and us Night Walkers. If we are the shield and sword of the fortress, then the Breakers are the heavy artillery! It's the orbital cannon! It's the star particle cannon!"
"The only meaning of their existence is to destroy, to destroy those obstacles that prevent the advancement of the war!"
Tianyang was stunned.
Han Shu glanced at him and said in a warning tone: "But they are all dangerous people. Don't get close to them, don't ask about them, don't talk to them... even just a word!"