Eighteen minutes ago.
Stellar-class missile/missile storage point.
Calvin held a light particle gun, and the metal gun body was a little cold in the autumn night. He hid behind the bunker and lowered his voice to discuss with the people next to him: "Do we have any technical soldiers in our team? If something happens, can we enter through that door?"
After saying that, he pointed.
The storage point is below ground level, with only a square cone-shaped building built on the ground, two meters high and wide enough for two people to pass through. The exterior looks very shabby and gray, like an abandoned building that has been left unfinished.
The black-haired, baby-faced man next to him whispered, "I'm from the technical department, but that door can't be opened easily. To operate it properly, you need command authority."
"Are you from the technical department?" Calvin was stunned for a second. "I am on duty on the Jiangling. There will be an exchange of fire soon. Follow me closely."
Technical soldiers have always been a rare species. They are not very powerful, but they are smart. Calvin feels a little guilty because his captain often submits a thick stack of maintenance application forms, which makes the technical department stay up late.
"According to the command issued by the commander, we will face the enemy in two minutes. We must not let them get underground." Calvin thought of the glass of wine he didn't have time to drink. "The wine on the Mikonos is delicious. It was destroyed in the bombing. What a pity."
The technician nodded. "We discussed this before. The 11th Legion was defeated so badly. The rebels might do something to annoy us. I didn't expect it to be so accurate."
Calvin was a little angry: "War is one thing, but the civilians of an entire planet are innocent. The rebels and interstellar pirates are really crazy."
At this time, a voice sounded from the built-in communicator: "In eighty seconds, one hundred and sixty enemy troops will enter the range one after another. Please prepare!"
Calvin shut up, even breathing lightly, distractedly recalling that he seemed to have not fought a land battle for almost a year. He calculated again that they had 100 regular troops on their side, and they had the upper hand, so it would be no problem to stop the 160 people on the other side.
The night is dark.
A thirty-second countdown has begun in the built-in communicator.
Calvin had good hearing and could faintly hear the sound of footsteps coming from a certain direction.
The light particle gun was preheated and the muzzle was aimed at the enemy.
Although Calvin was also wearing casual clothes, he was different from the young man chatting with the bartender in the bar.
Ten seconds countdown.
The temporary captain issued an order: "Group One, Prepare—"
Calvin held the gun steadily with both hands, his eyes like an eagle.
"Fire!"
Bullets were fired out like a torrential rain. The first wave of attack caught the enemy off guard and even caused a riot.
The makeshift team of rebels and space pirates never expected that they would be ambushed when they got so close!
Since it was a kidnapping, they naturally did it quietly. What they wanted was to announce the success of the kidnapping after gaining control of the launch rights of stellar-class missiles and sit back and watch the alliance in horror.
This plan is foolproof.
They lead people to break into the storage point, and at the same time, the messenger hidden in a secret place cracks the key. Once the key is verified to be correct, they touch the launch button and can immediately start the launch program.
Near the seven storage points, they had all prepared their retreat - to evacuate Mykonos as quickly as possible before detonating all the missiles.
But it turned out that their plan had been exposed!
The expeditionary force had no sympathy, but seized the opportunity and launched another attack while the enemy was caught off guard.
In the interval between the deafening sound of gunfire, Calvin saw that the technician next to him was not very skilled in using the gun, and the muzzle of the gun was shaking violently. He comforted him: "Don't be afraid, close your eyes and shoot, just don't shoot at us!"
The technician kept taking deep breaths: "My hands are so weak from the shock that I can hardly hold the gun!"
Calvin fired as he asked, "Do you remember that sentence? Pick up your weapons and protect the stars behind you?"
Perhaps at certain moments, words really do have power. The technician repeated this sentence three or four times in his mouth, gripped the butt of the gun tightly, and fired at the opposite side with his eyes closed as Calvin said.
Even though my arms are still weak.
After killing all the enemy troops by gradually narrowing the encirclement, Calvin, as always, cautiously followed the temporary captain to investigate and make sure there were no survivors.
After receiving the order to stay where he was, Calvin asked someone for some healing gel and casually treated the wounds on his arms and thighs caused by the quilt/bullet.
Seeing the technician sitting on the ground with his empty light particle gun thrown aside, he laughed and said, "After this temporary operation is over, you'd better practice more when you return to the ship."
The technician closed his eyes tightly and gritted his teeth: "I must get a B in shooting when I go back!" He asked again, "Has the mission been completed?"
Calvin sat down on the spot and looked towards the night sky in the distance: "Our mission here is over. We don't know about other storage locations yet, and we don't know if the key has been cracked. But we don't have to worry about these problems. Isn't the commander here?"
In the hotel room.
On the unfolded virtual map, five storage points had already ended the battle. Lu Fenghan's profile was set off by the light blue light, and he ordered: "Forty people from the fourth storage point should be sent to support the seventh storage point, and sixty people from the second storage point should be sent to support the fifth storage point. The rest of the people should stay where they are."
Po Jun: "The order has been conveyed, General."
The light spots on the map began to move.
As time went by, most of the red spots on the map had gone out.
Lu Fenghan checked the time: "Check whether external communications have been restored."
Po Jun: "Recovering."
"Contact General Nie for me."
A few seconds later, a video dialog box appeared on the right side of the map. Judging from the background, Nie Huaiting was either in the conference room or in the study.
Because of the poor signal, the picture is a bit blurry and the sound is delayed.
Lu Fenghan didn't say a word. He explained the general situation in a few words and put forward his own request: "The sound of the exchange of fire cannot be hidden. Now the garrison of Mikonos must have been alarmed. The means of the rebels to cut off communication are becoming ineffective. External communications are gradually being restored. The Southern Cross District may also know about it. I need you to give me a military order, otherwise I will be acting beyond my authority this time, which is not justified."
Nie Huaiting showed no surprise: "You and your subordinates have done a good job. I will issue a military order to allow you to take charge of the emergency."
After he finished speaking, his tone softened. "It's always like this. They rush forward and then come to me to clean up after they're done."
Lu Fenghan had no guilt: "Why not find you if I can?"
Acknowledging his words, Nie Huaiting asked again: "Why not mobilize the garrison troops on the Mikonos star?"
Lu Fenghan said bluntly: "I can't trust them. I can only trust the people under my command."
Nie Huaiting: "I will start to investigate the garrison on the Mikono star. Okay, the military order has been signed and is given to you."
Lu Fenghan thought again: "In addition, the rebels have blocked the external communications of the entire planet in the same way as on the founding day. Although it didn't last long, it's hard to guard against. I think we should find out as soon as possible and come up with a response plan. Otherwise, the rebels and interstellar pirates will be able to replicate the planetary kidnapping case again tomorrow."
"We are already researching it, but the rebels have kept this technology a secret. The people in the White Tower are working hard to crack it, and there will be results soon." General Nie Huaiting waved his hand, "I have a meeting to attend."
Lu Fenghan said no more, saluted, and hung up the video call.
On the map, the last few clusters of red dots also went out.
Lu Fenghan gave a brief order: "Thank you for your hard work. All temporary captains should report the casualties."
At this time, the red triangle on the map turned gray. Lu Fenghan's eyes fixed and he raised his voice: "The key cracker has been killed!"
The sound of typing characters in Qiyan suddenly stopped.
Immediately afterwards, the casualties were summarized in Lu Fenghan's hands.
In less than an hour, a huge crisis was resolved in the night.
Ye Pei's legs went weak and he squatted on the ground against the wall. His blood flow accelerated and his heart beat faster and faster, as if it was going to jump out of his chest.
At this moment, with her fingertips trembling, she finally understood what fear meant.
Lu Fenghan walked a few steps closer, squatted down, held Qi Yan's hand, and massaged his stiff and sore knuckles.
Several people in the technical department looked at each other in disbelief - what was going on
When Lu Fenghan stood up, Qi Yan closed her eyes and leaned on Lu Fenghan as if she was exhausted, with only a little bit of her hair whorls showing.
Lu Fenghan used his five fingers with thin calluses to comb Qi Yan's soft hair.
It's a bit like relieving fatigue, a bit like petting a small animal, and it also has a soothing meaning.
The people in the technical department took a breath and straightened their heels. After looking at each other, they all looked at Ye Pei with burning eyes, asking questions with their eyes.
Ye Pei understood the look in his senior's eyes, but it was only because he understood it that he felt confused.
Isn’t this normal
At Turan Academy, the conductor gave water to Qiyan who had just woken up, let Qiyan use his coat as a pillow, let Qiyan sleep on his legs, and squatted down to tie Qiyan's shoelaces.
It's just a pinch of the hand, a lean, or a touch of the hair, what's the big deal
It was not until the Chief Executive of Mikonos sent a communication request that Lu Fenghan pinched Qi Yan's face and stood back in front of the virtual map.
Seeing that Qi Yan's face finally had some color, Ye Pei asked worriedly, "Are you still feeling uncomfortable? Do you want some nutritional supplements or something?"
Qi Yan shook his head: "Better now, don't worry." He couldn't help but glance at Lu Fenghan who was talking to the Chief Executive, and continued to answer Ye Pei, "Sleep well and you'll be fine tomorrow."
Reminded by Qi Yan's "tomorrow", Ye Pei slapped his forehead and said, "I almost forgot, it's time to go back to the command ship. I only have one day off! I wonder if I have missed the time to go back to the ship now!"
Lu Fenghan heard it and replied: "The Mikonos will be responsible for sending you back."
Realizing that Lu Fenghan was talking to him, Ye Pei responded a few beats late. After a while, he whispered to Qi Yan, "Are you going back with the commander?"
Qi Yan: "I was originally planning to return to the ship tomorrow night, but after what happened, I might have to go back early."
The technical department member standing nearby took another breath—
For the first time ever, the commander not only took a vacation, but also took two days off
Spread this message among the expeditionary army, and the number of people who believe it will definitely not exceed two digits!
Nearing midnight, several people from the technical department in the room went to the star port according to Lu Fenghan's arrangement.
Lu Fenghan completed the operation, and Qi Yan's personal terminal also received breaking news pushed by the Leto Daily about the rebels and interstellar pirates attempting to kidnap the Mykonos star.
Seeing Qi Yan sitting on the windowsill, not knowing what he was thinking about, Lu Fenghan walked over, carried him down from the windowsill, and put him on the bed.
"What are you thinking about so intently?"
Qi Yan leaned against the pillow: "General."
"Um?"
Lu Fenghan has become accustomed to this name.
Qi Yan: "This time, you didn't let me leave."
Lu Fenghan's breathing stagnated.
He naturally understood what the prayer was about.
Didn't he consider what the consequences would be for Mikonos if the operation failed
Of course he had thought about it.
He believed that the scales of victory were on his side because he had enough chips.
But he still knew that accidents always had a chance of happening.
Didn't he plan to send Qi Yan away from Mikonos for his safety
He had also thought about it, and even if external communications were blocked, he could still do it - send Qi Yan back to the command ship safely.
But he didn't.
Lu Fenghan has always been the one who gives orders. As the commander of the battle, he only needs to calculate the gains and losses and win the biggest victory at the lowest cost without considering the subtle feelings of individuals.
As a result, he can always make the most correct decision with the lowest cost in chaos and extreme danger.
Just like the day of establishment.
But now he realized that what he called the most correct decision might not necessarily be what Qi Yan wanted.
He had no right to be so arrogant and conceited as to make decisions for Qi Yan.
Whether it's about life or death.
What's more, Qi Yan is not a weak person.
But it was Y who was admired and respected by countless people, the chief of the White Tower, a genius who was able to create the central control system and Pojun when he was a teenager.
Now, he already knew what Qi Yan wanted.
Putting Qi Yan's cold feet under the quilt, Lu Fenghan replied: "If we encounter the same situation in the future, we will not separate."
He didn't specify which one it was, but both of them understood.
Qi Yan stared quietly at the man in front of her.
The warm light diminished the sharpness in his brow and softened the color of his eyes.
Qi Yan suddenly stood up, knelt on the bed, put his arms around Lu Fenghan's body, and put his neck against his.
He is cold.
There was an illusion of being burned by the other person's body temperature.
The complex emotions in my memory had been suppressed under layers of ice, but at this moment, they melted away like a spring tide and washed away my nerves.
He recalled the time after Lu Fenghan's "death".
It’s not just sadness, hopelessness and pain.
Or, why is it so painful
because-
If only one of us can survive, I hope it's you.
If it cannot be achieved.
So.
You brought me into life and you brought me into death.