The opening date of the First Military Academy this year was delayed by more than two months compared with previous years.
During the opening ceremony, one third of the seats in the auditorium were vacant. The students who took their seats one after another looked less immature and more determined and steady after going through gunfire and hail of bullets.
After the founding day, the rebels occupied Leto. When the Secretary-General and Nie Huaiting went to Odin, all the students in the school, regardless of grade, hastily attended the impromptu graduation ceremony, took the oath, and followed General Nie.
But some people will never come back.
The principal stood on the stage, his eyes swept across the empty seats one by one. In the end, he could not speak a complete sentence, turned his back with sobs, and his eyes were red.
Chagall stood on the stage as a representative of the graduates, with a solemn military look, his lieutenant colonel epaulettes shining brightly, and his back straighter than ever.
When it was his turn to speak, he stood still, looking at the people sitting and the empty seats below the stage: "When the alliance encountered difficulties, we were all confused and thinking, as if we always had to do something...
Now, some have returned victoriously, while others have buried themselves in the sea of stars. We all have no regrets, because we all took up arms to protect the stars behind us!"
He paused, his eyes slightly moist: "Everyone... has worked hard."
After calming down, Chagall wiped his eyes, smiled again, showing his white teeth, and changed the subject: "Before going to the front, everyone emptied the school, so classmates, have you brought back the remaining shells of the bullets you took away from the shooting range? Do you still have the packaging after drinking the nutrient solution?"
Many people answered loudly below:
“Brought it back!”
“Still here!”
"I brought back a shell. I tried my best!"
"The principal and instructors must be very pleased. I heard that the simulated battlefield architecture has been upgraded and the existing super optical computer can no longer support it. We need to purchase a new super optical computer, and subsequent maintenance will cost a lot of money." Chagall said frankly, "The school is poor and has no surplus food. Frugality is a virtue!"
Everyone laughed.
Everything seemed to be back on track.
In the war history classroom, a large number of people were still sleeping. In the physical training class, countless people were tortured by the instructors and fell to the ground and didn't want to get up. In the next simulated combat class, they rushed into the starship simulation cabin full of energy and didn't want to come out.
Of course, being curious about why the richest family in Leto across the river is so rich is also one of the daily routines.
When Chagall learned that Qi Yan was invited by the First Military Academy to give a lecture on battlefield frequency jamming technology, he was still worried: "I always feel that during the question-and-answer session, those unreliable people will definitely ask questions like 'Don't students at Turan Academy have to clear the snow themselves? How many snow-clearing robots are there in total?' Such irrelevant questions!"
Qi Yan replied: "Seven hundred and sixty-two."
Chagall: “What?”
Prayer: "The number of Turan College snow-clearing robots."
After a long while, Chagall gritted his teeth and sighed: "Why is the No. 1 loser in the league so rich!"
On the day Qi Yan went to the First Military Academy, Lu Fenghan personally drove a hovercraft to send him off.
After the ceremony of awarding ranks and honors, disarmament and the adjustment of garrisons in each administrative region were all put on the agenda, and the military was extremely busy.
Taking advantage of the fact that his appointment letter and transfer order had not yet come down, Lu Fenghan was absent from the office roll calls every time and served as Qi Yan's bodyguard.
After entering the First Military Academy with familiarity, Lu Fenghan introduced Qi Yan: "The instructors at the First Military Academy always like to make us stand in front of the stone tablet near the gate as punishment, and we have to stand there and stare at it for as long as we want."
Qi Yan heard it: "The general is often punished?"
"Well, the ecology near the stone tablet is pretty good. If there are ants, I will count them. If it rains, there will be snails. When the snail crawls from the word '以' in '以骨為刀' to the word '前' in '一往無往前', the punishment will basically be over."
You can tell from the sound that he has rich practical experience.
Lu Fenghan pinched Qi Yan’s face: “Laugh at me, huh?”
Qi Yan hid to the side: "I didn't."
Taking his hand back and placing it on the joystick, Lu Fenghan couldn't help but laugh too.
The architecture of the First Military Academy is similar to that of Turan Academy, both are mostly light white in color, but lack various sculptures and green plants for decoration, and the style is rough and solemn.
After Qi Yan got off the car, he turned around and asked Lu Fenghan: "General, is my attire okay?"
He was wearing a dark custom-made suit, which was very formal. His temperament was between that of a teenager and a young man. He was tall and slender, with noble and clean eyebrows and eyes.
"No problem." Lu Fenghan reminded again, "If anyone dares to talk or sleep in your class and not pay attention, you can report my name."
Qi Yan smiled and said, "Got it. Use the general's name to scare them."
The classroom was packed with people, even in the corners, but no one was talking and you could almost hear a pin drop.
When Qi Yan walked in from the door, it was the first time they saw the real person. Everyone in the classroom gasped, some held their breath, and quietly looked at the door to see if there was anyone else coming in.
Everyone in the First Military Academy has heard that the Alliance's newly promoted one-star general Lu Fenghan has been serving as a bodyguard for the White Tower chief.
Noticing this scene, Qi Yan thought for a moment and explained, "He's waiting for me downstairs."
Everyone knew who this "he" was referring to, and they all said "oh" with a long tail sound.
Prayers are rare-->>
I got straight to the point: "Today I'm going to talk about the use of frequency jamming technology on the battlefield, and the example used is 'Mirage'..."
At this time, Lu Fenghan was standing outside the classroom.
He was wearing a white shirt, with his back against the wall, one of his long legs slightly bent, listening carefully to the sound of prayers coming from inside the wall.
They agreed to wait in the car, but he was always worried about his little sweetheart.
Of course you have to guard it yourself.
Thinking of what Qi Yan had just said, "He's waiting for me downstairs," Lu Fenghan clenched his fingers and felt a little empty in his hands.
Could this special course end soon
There was only the sound but no one in sight. Lu Fenghan didn't endure it for long and quietly entered the classroom from the last door. He saw Qi Yan typing characters with his head down. He glanced at the last row and found that there were too many people. It would be good to have a place to stand, let alone sit. He had to stand against the wall again.
A student next to him was taking notes quickly on the recording board. He noticed someone standing over and didn't pay any attention. He only looked up subconsciously after he finished taking notes.
He was stunned at the first sight: "On land—"
Lu Fenghan ordered in a low voice: "Silence."
The other party obeyed the order and shut up immediately.
Lu Fenghan was satisfied: "Continue to listen to the class, just pretend I don't exist."
The man nodded, but always looked at Lu Fenghan after writing two words, thinking to himself, I am actually breathing the same cubic meter of air with the legendary commander-in-chief of the expeditionary force and one-star admiral of the alliance, am I really not dreaming
I thought to myself, didn't the chief say Commander Lu was downstairs? Why did he come up here all of a sudden? Are you sure I'm not dreaming
I started to struggle again. Should I stand in a standard military posture while taking notes? Would Commander Lu notice that my handwriting was so ugly that my feet were digging into the ground
Lu Fenghan didn't pay any attention to his surroundings.
He looked at Qi Yan from afar, separated by countless people in the room and a long distance, with great concentration.
At this moment, Qi Yan seemed to have sensed something and subconsciously looked up.
Their eyes met.
There was a flash of surprise and joy in his eyes, and soon, a faint smile appeared at the corners of Qi Yan's eyes.
Although this change in expression was subtle, Qi Yan had been looking cold and aloof since he entered the classroom. The melting snow at that moment made those who noticed him turn their heads in the direction of Qi Yan's gaze.
Then he saw Lu Fenghan.
After a brief moment of stunned and shocked expression, everyone in the classroom stood up one after another, tapped their heels together, and saluted Lu Fenghan in unison.
Lu Fenghan stood up straight helplessly and returned a not-so-strict military salute.
The news spread quickly, and not long after, Lu Fenghan received a message from Mei Jielin.
"Commander, Commander, I heard that you sneaked into the classroom of the First Military Academy to see what your chief was like in class. Unexpectedly, not only were you discovered, but everyone also saluted you in unison? The scene was so vivid! How did you feel?"
Lu Fenghan replied succinctly: "Get lost."
If you really obey and get lost, you’re not Meijielin. A few seconds later, she sent another message: “Hahahahahaha!”
Lu Fenghan frowned and thought, why on earth did I click on this meaningless message
After a while, Long Xiyun's message came again: "Commander, do you need me to teach you how to sneak into a place without being discovered easily?"
Lu Feng replied coldly: “No need.”
Lu Fenghan simply skipped over the messages sent by Dushan, Vincent and Wein, thinking to himself that his men were indeed very idle, which showed that their vacation was too long. The appointment letters and transfer orders could help to urge them forward.
Qi Yan finished speaking what he had prepared and stayed for another 20 minutes to answer questions. After he finished, Lu Fenghan also prepared to leave.
A student in the back row mustered up his courage for who knows how long, and finally asked at the last minute: "Commander Lu, are you really the chief's bodyguard now? If I want to become the chief's bodyguard, what conditions do I need to meet?"
Want to be the chief bodyguard
Is this a blatant attempt to steal jobs
Lu Fenghan's eyes were unfriendly, and his aura and expression made the person asking the question subconsciously want to step back, preferably all the way to Turan College.
"I'm Qi Yan's bodyguard. I've signed a lifelong contract." After answering the previous question, Lu Fenghan looked critically at the young man in front of him who was as thin as a javelin, "It's enough for him to have me."
After Lu Fenghan and Qi Yan left, the people in the classroom came to their senses—the last sentence didn't sound like a threat, but rather had a bit of... other meaning
The two walked side by side in the First Military Academy, and Qi Yan said, "General, Mei Jielin asked me if I could come to my house tonight."
Lu Fenghan thought of Mei Jielin who came four times in three days: "She should use more precise words. It's not a visit, it's a free meal."
Qi Yan also smiled: "Well, she asked if she could come and have a free meal. There should be Wei Yin and Vincent as well."
Lu Fenghan was obviously disgusted: "Tell them to talk less when they come, and leave after eating. They are not allowed to pack up."
After Qi Yan finished replying, Lu Fenghan squeezed his slightly cold fingers and said, "Wait for the appointment and transfer order to come down. Before taking office, go and take a look at the cobalt blue mountain made of Linus crystals. Starnet said it's going to snow there soon."
Qi Yan looked at Lu Fenghan with anticipation in his eyes: "Okay, we'll go together when the snow accumulates!"