The landing ship has been stored in Ishtar's belly, the hatch is slowly closed, and the landing platform is slowly rising from below.
After the hatch of the landing ship was opened, this time, Major General Troll did not hesitate, and went straight out. Mutt, who was thinking about what to tell Major General Troll, froze for a moment, and hurriedly followed.
When I got off the landing ship, I saw Lieutenant Colonel Via taking the lead, and two rows of tall and straight young officers lined up on both sides, clenching their fists on their chests and saluting the returning Major General Troll.
Afterwards, Lieutenant Colonel Via took a step forward, lowered his saluting right hand, and bowed his head slightly in front of Troll to show respect.
"Major General."
He yelled respectfully.
Troll glanced at Via, with no expression on his face, just hummed indifferently.
"Your Excellency, Major General, regarding the conquest of the Guna Galaxy—"
Via was only halfway through speaking, and Robin, who was following closely behind, had already followed up and stopped Via before speaking.
"Boss must be tired after tossing around for so long, right? Boss, it's been five or six days, you see, you also need to take care of yourself, don't you?"
When he said this, Via was stunned for a moment, as if he had reacted, and then stood silently aside.
Robin quickly winked at Mutt who was next to him, and Mutt immediately reacted.
Looking at Robin's expression, it seemed that no one else knew about the major general's amnesia. Robin was worried that the major general would not be able to respond to Weiya's question for a while, so he interrupted Weiya's words. Presumably Via also reacted, so she kept silent.
Now that Luo Bin asked him to accompany the major general back to his room, he was probably also asking him to take the major general who didn't know the way back.
Mutt looked up at Major General Troll. Compared with the few of them who were secretly worried, the major general who was the rightful lord was much calmer than them all. He stood there calmly, with a calm expression that could not see anything wrong. .
But that's okay, at least it won't make people see anything.
... Well, speaking of it, I haven't showered for five or six days.
Thinking about it this way, Mutt suddenly felt his body itching so badly that he didn't want to think about it anymore, and dragged Major General Troll back to the major general's suite on the top floor of the ship.
After a long while, after taking a shower, the young man felt refreshed and lay down on the comfortable sofa in the hall. He only felt that the bones of his whole body were already softened. I can't get up.
He was lying on the sofa with his face sideways, with half of his face pressed against the sofa surface, his eyes half-closed, with a lazy expression.
When Major General Troll walked into the room after taking a shower, he saw the appearance of Mutt.
The major general did not directly put on the casual and simple short-sleeved shorts like Mute, but was still wearing a brand-new general military uniform. He sat down on the sofa and looked down at the squinting-eyed lazily lying motionless boy, His eyes softened a little.
Mute lay on his side, with half of his face sunk into the sofa, his soft black hair scattered on the sofa.
Major General Troll stretched out his hand, and his palm covered the boy's upturned half of his cheek.
The skin touched by the palm was soft and warm, and his calloused fingertips penetrated into the pitch-black hair, and his movements gently slid through Mute's hair.
The bony fingers gently combed the boy's temple hair, once and for all, gently and pamperingly.
The young man squinted his eyes, his slender eyelashes moved, as if he was a bit comfortable, like a kitten whose fur was smoothed out comfortably, the dark and bright eyeballs rolled slightly, and looked at the major general sideways.
The downcast dark blue eyes looked at the young man with extremely soft eyes.
With a beep, a light curtain suddenly appeared in the middle of the room, and the face of the green-haired lieutenant colonel appeared in the light curtain.
"Major General, if you are free now, I have something to report to you."
He paused, frowning, with a little anxiety in his eyes.
"With regard to the conquest of the Guna Galaxy, His Majesty the Emperor only gave us fifteen days, and now almost half of the time has passed, you..."
Having said that, he seemed to think that it would not be of great use to the major general who had lost his memory, so he could only sigh lowly.
"Anyway, I'm afraid we'll have to meet and discuss this matter in detail. I'll ask Robin to pick you up. Please come to the chamber first."
After staring at Via in the light curtain with dark blue eyes for a while, Major General Troll nodded.
The light curtain snapped shut. The major general thought for a while, then turned to look at Mute, who was still lying on his stomach, blinking at him with dark eyes.
"What does it mean to conquer the Guna galaxy?"
Major General Troll asked.
"Uh, there is a rebellion in a place called the Guna Galaxy. Well, the emperor asked you, a major general, to quell the rebellion. He only gave you 15 days, and he seemed to say that he would punish you if he couldn't do it." But you had an accident when you were leaving, and you forgot all the previous things, including this matter. By the way, it has been five or six days now, so Lieutenant Colonel Via must be in a hurry now gone."
As Mutt said, he sat up and moved closer to the major general. With a wave of his hand, a small light curtain appeared in front of the two of them.
The hand quickly clicked on the virtual light curtain a few times, and a map of galaxies appeared on the light curtain.
"Look, it's this galaxy. I only know its address here. You have more information in the information ring than I do. I remember that you started to look at the information of this galaxy before the emperor gave the order. I wondered if you had already Knowing that the emperor will arrange for you to go... Uh, let’s not talk about this, I think, why don’t you take a look at the information you saved first? Think about it, what should I do?”
He hesitated for a while, closed the galaxy map, put down his hand, looked at the major general and continued, "If you don't remember how to fight, don't you go? If it doesn't work, just tell the emperor that you are sick and will fight the war." How about handing it over to someone else?"
The black-haired major general didn't say anything, he was still sitting on the sofa, and then raised his hand to open the information ring on his wrist.
A light curtain appeared in front of his eyes, and with a thought, countless information related to the Guna Galaxy jumped across the light curtain.
The characters jumped very fast on the light screen, making people's eyes dazzled, but when the rows of characters passed by the dark blue pupils, they were already imprinted in the man's brain.
He absorbed all the information related to this galaxy at a frighteningly fast speed, and quickly calculated in his mind the fighting method to conquer this galaxy with the least cost and time.
Although he didn't conduct real wars like the real Major General Troll, commanding a team in the universe was the most important course in his decades-long cruel training, and he often passed simulations. He was able to survive to the end, so he was naturally one of the best. This kind of small-scale interstellar battle is not difficult for him.
When Major Robin's request to meet was sent by the brain controlling the room, he had already memorized all the information related to the Guna galaxy in this very short period of time.
After closing the light curtain, he asked Zhinao to open the door and let Robin in.
Just as he was about to stand up, he suddenly remembered something, sat still, and turned to look at the people around him.
While he was flipping through the materials, Mute fell asleep again at some point, sitting like this, with his head tilted on his shoulder and his upper body leaning against him.
The slender eyelashes cast a light shadow on that still somewhat childish face, the stretched eyebrows and eyes are like an innocent child, the light-colored lips are slightly parted, and there is a light breathing sound.
He looked at Mute's sleeping face and looked down.
Mutt's hand was hanging beside him, and he saw the silver-blue metal ring wrapped around the boy's wrist, reflecting a cool luster.
As soon as Luo Bin entered the door, he was about to speak, but his boss made a gesture. He quickly shut up and watched helplessly as his boss picked up the child who was sleeping soundly against the boss.
He saw BOSS carry Mutt into the bedroom, put him on the wide and soft bed, stared at the child's sleeping face for a while, and then turned and walked out.
"lead the way."
When he reached the door, the major general spoke.
Of course Robin hurriedly led the way.
Tut tut.
While leading the way, the red-haired major couldn't help but tsk-tsk in his stomach.
BOSS's eyes, that movement... Tsk tsk, whoever sees will know.
What about amnesia
Make it even more blinding than before, okay
... ... ...
Under the leadership of Robin, Major General Troll quickly came to the small meeting room, where Via had already been waiting for him. When he saw him, he bowed slightly and saluted, and then immediately brought up the business.
Via quickly explained the current situation, which was roughly the same as what Mute told him not long ago, but the details should be more specific.
Probably because of his amnesia, Via was obviously anxious when he spoke, obviously worried that he would not be able to complete His Majesty's order within the time limit.
Although the troops under the major general headed towards the Guna galaxy according to the original goal, and will arrive soon, but Ishtar started to jump at full speed after reaching the suitable place in the universe, and he can reach the battlefield within a day or two , but Major General Troll has lost his memory after all, and whether he can properly command the battle is a worrying issue.
Although he can act as the major general's command temporarily, if he does so, other generals at the same level will feel unhappy or unwilling to follow his orders, and he is not confident that he can force the Guna Galaxy to surrender within seven or eight days. .
During this period of time, Lieutenant Colonel Via has been worried about this. Not only did Qing Ying not get better because of finding the major general, but it became a little worse.
However, all his worries disappeared after tens of minutes.
What Major General Troll said in tens of minutes dispelled all his doubts.
His Excellency the Major General is His Excellency the Major General.
Via looked at Major General Troll with respectful eyes, thinking.
Even with amnesia, that sharp combat style still hasn't changed at all.
Even if he has forgotten everything, his fighting instinct has already been imprinted in his bones, and he still has a sensitivity and control over the battlefield that ordinary people can't match.
As soon as her doubts were dispelled, Via immediately cheered up and reported everything that happened so far, including various pre-battle preparations, current fleet status, and the time to arrive at the Guna Galaxy, to the major general. .
The black-haired major general glanced at the information ring on his hand while listening.
From just now, a small light curtain half the size of a palm has been emerging on the edge of the information ring, and the positioning device has been turned on. He can clearly see the location of the other twin ring, and the green light flashes In a blink of an eye, he stayed in place quietly all the time.
The child must have been in a deep sleep.
In the boundless starry sky, Ishtar is slowly sailing forward.
In the ocean of stars and the sea of silver and blue ships lies an endless future.
...
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The hundreds of meters deep underground, the cold metal dungeon is still as bright as day.
The brightness is to the extreme, but it gives people a sense of loss that has become blank due to burnout, and it feels dazzling for no reason.
The empty and abandoned research institute is eerily quiet, the only thing that can be heard is the slight sound of breathing.
The silver-white handcuffs were locked on the hands and feet of the black-haired major general. The thick chains stretched out, and the ends melted on the metal floor, blending with the floor.
The vertical laser bar in front of him flashed, and the major general sat quietly against the cold wall, with one hand resting on his raised knee. The chains on the wrists and feet were intertwined, reflecting an extremely bright light.
He lowered his head, resting his forehead on his arm resting on his knee, his jet-black hair fell down in front of his arm.
His face was terribly pale, and his lips, which were originally cold, lacked any color at the moment. The long-term lack of water caused his lips to be cracked with small bloody openings, and they were extremely dry.
Five or six days in a row without supplementing food and water, especially without a drop of water for several days, even if he is physically strong, he has reached the verge of running out of oil and lamps.
His face was dim, showing a haggard look that he had never seen before, but only those dark blue pupils were still terribly bright in the bright room, like the dark blue frozen in the deep sea glacier Color gems, sharp and scorching.
There was a screen open not far from him, another screen that he deliberately didn't close before he left.
On the screen is an open space among the unchanging ruins—the place where the landing ship landed not long ago.
He was imprisoned in a deep underground prison, and watched the person replace him through the broadcast on this screen, boarded the ship as 'Major General Troll', surrounded by everyone, and flew away.
Even when he saw Robin and others bowing their heads to salute that person, his eyes were only faint without showing any emotion.
Only when Mutt was holding that person's hand, his dark blue pupils flickered, his dry and cracked lips were pursed, and a little blood oozes from the cracked mouth, which contrasts with his being Shadowed face.
The major general pursed his lips, and his slightly cold eyes showed traces of indescribable pain.
He just looked at the screen in the distance with such eyes, watching Mutt holding the hand of the man with the same face as him and walking into the landing ship with that man, watching the landing ship soaring into the sky, and leaving the place. planet.
In the cold and silent underground prison, the man lowered his eyes.
The scattered hair ends cast a heavy shadow in his eye sockets, and only his chapped lips could be seen tightened.
He hung his head, and the hair on the nape of his neck also slipped from the sides of his neck, exposing the nape of his neck, perhaps because the skin was too white, and traces of light blue blood vessels could be faintly seen under the skin.
Those pale blue blood vessels give people a heart-wrenching feeling just by looking at them.
The major general's eyes were still terribly bright, but the shadows deepened a little, making his gaze even more stern.
The hands hanging below the knees were slowly clenched, and the knuckles of the fingers made a slight creaking and frustrating sound of the phalanges because they were tightened to the extreme.
He was obviously sitting in a bright room, but it seemed that there was an invisible shadow covering him, with a gloomy atmosphere, making it difficult for people to see his expression at the moment.
He was still sitting there quietly, with cold eyes, but there seemed to be invisible sharp thorns spreading out all over his body, gradually forming substantial sharpness.
Something invisible spread out from his body, slowly devouring the remaining warmth in the air, making the surrounding temperature drop little by little...
...
Suddenly, hurried footsteps sounded in the silent room.
The sound was not loud, but it was very clear because of the silence in the underground corridor and the echoes reflected from the walls on both sides.
Someone was running quickly from the narrow corridor, and even the violent panting caused by the intense activity was clearly audible.
Then, there was a sound like the sound of boiling water vapor.
The laser bar imprisoning the black-haired major general flickered twice before disappearing in the air.
A person came standing by the corridor, beside that person, the cold blue laser sword blade was heavily inserted into the control device on the metal wall, the laser sword blade flowing in light waves and the metal current intertwined and exploded sparks.
And the young man who pierced the control device with the laser sword was still holding the hilt of the sword with his right hand, standing there, breathing rapidly, his chest fluctuating, and the violent exercise approaching the limit of his physical strength made his face flush.
On his raised right hand, the sleeve slid down a little bit, exposing the wrist with nothing on it.
The black-eyed boy stood there, blocking the bright light of the room. Although he was not tall, the shadow of the boy was stretched very long because of the slanting light.
A long shadow was projected on the body of the black-haired major general who was looking up at Mutt.
Obviously, the youth's shadow fell on the major general's face, and also fell into his dark blue pupils, but the darkness in his eyes, which had been stunned for a moment when he saw Mutt, seemed to fade away at that moment.
Obviously that shadow was projected on his body, casting a shadow on him, but at this moment, the shadow gathered on him dissipated like water—
The boy let go of the laser sword inserted into the metal wall that kept blasting sparks with the electric current, and turned his head.
Because it was against the light, the light came from behind Mutt, making it difficult to see the expression on Mutt's face at the moment.
But on the small half of the cheek exposed to the light, one could clearly see a drop of sweat slowly flowing down the side of the cheek and onto the boy's chin.
The next second, the moment the boy turned around, that drop of sweat splashed into the air.
Mute turned around and squatted in front of Major General Troll with his knees bent.
He took out a bag of light red liquid from his arms, quickly tore it open, and brought the torn hole to the major general's chapped lips.
Troll looked at the boy squatting halfway in front of him. The boy was still panting rapidly, his forehead hair was slightly wet with sweat, and his lips were parted because he wanted to breathe.
Even in the dark place against the light, the boy's pitch-black eyes were as bright as if they were shimmering.
The kid looked at him, tense, worried.
The torn mouth of the bag was close to his lips, and a drop of light red liquid seeping from the mouth soaked his lips, moisturizing his chapped lips.
He and the pair of black pupils who were looking at him worriedly from the figure that reflected him looked at each other.
He didn't look at the bag of nutrient solution that had been brought to his lips.
He stretched out his hand, and the chains hanging from his wrist collided with a crisp metallic sound. He held the back of the child's neck with his hand, and with a little effort from his fingers, he pushed the child's head down.
Silky black hair brushed lightly from the tip of Mutt's nose who suddenly opened his eyes wide.
The chapped and rough lips due to lack of water pressed hard against the young man's slightly parted soft lips with an indescribable rough or soft touch—