In the Earth's calendar era, there was a saying called "Poincare recurrence", which means that after a long period of time, a particle will inevitably return to a state infinitely close to its initial state.
Some people argue that over a long enough period of time, the world will return to its current state and the intersecting destinies will intersect again.
Qi Yan recalled the first day he arrived in Leto. When he saw the seriously injured and unconscious Lu Fenghan in the dim light downstairs of the residential area, he was shocked.
Does this mean that people who have met will eventually meet again in another way
Pinching a button on Lu Fenghan's clothes, Qi Yan asked, "Why did the general appear under that residential building at that time?"
"I sneaked into a transport ship and returned to Leto from the front line, and then boarded their sub-transport vehicle to leave the starport. I got off the vehicle before reaching the destination and barely escaped detection.
I was not in a clear state of mind at that time. Maybe it was because the surroundings were unfamiliar, but I subconsciously felt familiar with that place. "
Lu Fenghan didn't ask why Qi Yan was there at that time, he could guess it without having to guess.
Feeling distressed again, Lu Fenghan kissed Qi Yan's hair, and then kissed his eyelids, as if he was crossing irreversible time and space to comfort Qi Yan, who was standing alone under the residential building after returning to Leto, swept by the waves of memories and emotions.
As the expeditionary force won victory after victory, the star fields incorporated into the alliance's territory continued to expand, and the patrol and defense fleet took two or three days longer than before to return to its new base.
Looking out from the porthole, under the black curtain dotted with stars, a large number of starships gathered into a gray torrent, mighty and mighty, gradually merging and integrating like rivers returning to the sea.
The metal door of the command room slid open to both sides. Metierlin was wearing combat uniform. She was tall and slender, and her tight long legs took big strides. Her military boots made noises on the ground. "Wein and the others are not at the base. There is no one nagging in my ears. Why am I not used to the quietness of my ears?"
Obviously coming directly from the recruit training ground, she casually threw the wrist guard made of special materials on the conference table with a "snap" and touched her chin: "Am I a masochist? No, I don't see that I have this potential!"
Lu Fenghan raised his eyelids and looked at her, and seeing that she could no longer hide her smug expression, he didn't say anything.
At this time, Wei Yin and Long Xiyun, who had just returned, walked in. Mei Jielin immediately said, "Hey, the source of loneliness is probably that my happiness of being the richest man in the expeditionary army must be doubled by the poor guy!"
She even winked at Wein deliberately, "Are you right, Captain Wein?"
Wei Yin paused, feeling angry and angry, and repeatedly asked himself, why did I come back? Wouldn't it be better to patrol outside? Wouldn't it be better not to meet Mei Jie Lin
You see, as soon as he came back, he was attacked head-on by Meijielin!
Is it great that you are going to become the richest man in the expeditionary force
ah
Well, it's really remarkable.
Considering that he might have to eat charity in the days ahead because he had not received three years' salary, Weinn decided to endure it, so he pulled out a chair and sat down in silence.
To prevent internal strife among the expeditionary army's top brass, Lu Fenghan spoke at the right time: "What are the results of the inspection?"
Du Shang spoke first: "Nothing unexpected happened. I took my men to the bases of several rebel corps and took a walk around, and wiped out all the remaining soldiers. We blew up what needed to be blown up, and bombed what needed to be bombed, leaving absolutely no living force behind. I kept 20% of the seized supplies, and the rest has been registered and stored in the logistics department."
Wei Yin was the second to speak: "It was a smooth journey. The defense map has been sent back. We encountered more than ten or twenty waves of deserters on the way and dealt with them easily. We also encountered two groups of pirates who were like orphans and beat them up as well."
He asked, "Commander, what is the attitude of the rebels towards the interstellar pirates? It doesn't seem like they are cooperating, and it's not clear whether they are colluding with each other, but it doesn't seem like they are completely at odds with each other. Are the rebels planning to deal with the alliance and then eliminate the pirates?"
"No. The rebels will not eliminate the interstellar pirates, but will keep them." Lu Fenghan sat in a chair, his posture not related to the word "proper" at all. He spoke at a steady pace, "If the alliance is gone in the future and the rebels unify the star field, at least for a few decades, it will not be possible to quickly win over everyone's hearts and minds by relying solely on 'God' and 'brainwashing'."
Long Xiyun understood immediately: "So you're keeping the interstellar pirates?"
"Not only will they keep them, they will also secretly support them and allow the space pirates to grow stronger. Can you imagine what will happen when civilians are harassed and attacked by space pirates—"
Weiyin immediately responded: "The rebels will be the support and reliance of the civilians!"
"That's right. The same is true for the rich. When their merchant ships are likely to be attacked by space pirates at any time, the rebels with powerful military force will be their support. By then, even if they cannot accept it emotionally, the day of acceptance is not far away."
Lu Fenghan's brows were sparse, "At that time, interstellar pirates were the glue."
Metierne tiptoed the ground and said, "Just like the significance of the expeditionary army to the alliance now?"
She waved her hand again. "I was just imagining what you said. My only specialty is fighting. I can tell you where to use laser cannons and where to send destroyers. Forget about analyzing the situation."
Lu Fenghan nodded: "Almost. The alliance was humiliated on the day of its founding. There was a lot of alienation and doubt about the political system, but the expeditionary army is not destroyed, and victory will come tomorrow. From this perspective, the expeditionary army is indeed the glue of the current alliance, ensuring that the people's hearts, territory and hope will not be scattered."
Metierin: "So the Alliance is so generous now, sending new soldiers, starships, supplies, ammunition, and transport ships to the front line?"
"Yes." Lu Fenghan affirmed, "This is a concerted effort by the entire alliance to restore the dignity, confidence, and cohesion that were shattered to pieces by the rebels on the founding day."
There was a moment of silence in the command room.
This burden is indeed heavy, but those of us present here have been shouldering the responsibility of victory and defeat and the lives and deaths of countless people for years, so we don’t feel that we can’t bear it.
Mei Jielin continued to report: "I trained the new recruits and made them less weak. After all, when the enemy bombards them, they are no longer so scared that their hands and feet tremble and they can't even turn the joystick to make an emergency turn. Their survival rate has increased. The rest can only be achieved through their own training and accumulation."
He crossed his legs and said, "My deputy captain's inspection and deployment went smoothly. The basic experience was similar to that of the Pingning. The only special thing was the natural wormhole."
Lu Fenghan had a good memory: "That time when you cut Princess Cut and made her crippled, did you find the natural wormhole hidden in the asteroid belt?"
"Commander, we don't need to mention the Princess Cut being crippled anymore!" Mei Jie Lin was not in a good mood, but answered the question seriously, "Yes, that's it. Before I left last time, I used the conventional method to put a recorder and a marker inside. The deputy captain took a look when he passed by this time and said that from the data, the wormhole is very stable, but he doesn't know where it leads to."
Lu Fenghan tapped his fingers on the table twice, and after thinking for a while, he ordered: "Continue to record the data and contact the technical department at any time."
Mei Jielin raised her eyebrows: "No problem!"
There are two types of jump channels currently used by the Alliance Channel. One is a natural wormhole that has been artificially intervened, and its stability is maintained by technology. The other is an artificial wormhole that was opened up before the great technological destruction using a space source that was so powerful that it exceeded the Alliance's technological level.
Of course, since the space source collapsed, humans lost this weapon, and the number of artificial wormholes has never increased. The new routes added by the alliance in recent years are all natural wormholes found one by one by the exploration team while wandering around the universe.
Lu Fenghan’s idea was very practical—if this natural wormhole was confirmed to be stable, he could send people to verify where the exit on the other side was located, and maybe open a new route for the alliance.
After the captains finished their reports, Vincent displayed the front page of the Leto Daily on the virtual screen: "There is a lot of information. I know you are too lazy to read it, so I will briefly summarize it."
"First, we caught a lot of spies sent by the rebels. We interrogated a few of them and uncovered a large group of people. We dug up an intelligence network. We encountered some fanatics who believed in God. There were some suicides or self-explosions, but nothing serious happened.
Second, Odin used Wind Catcher, Mirage, and Mobile Jump on the battlefield. Each of the rebel armies placed half of their fleets in the central administrative district, but they were all destroyed. General Nie has successively recaptured Tiamat, Anu, Ea, Macedonia, three space stations, two space fortresses, and thirteen mining stars. "
Mei Jielin's words showed obvious disdain: "The rebels' operation is a bit confusing. Why do they have to split up their own combat power and withdraw half of the troops from the front line to the central administrative district?"
Lu Fenghan answered briefly: "They want to take advantage of both sides. They can't let go of the front line and the central administrative district. There is no trust between the legions, and they are afraid of being at a disadvantage."
Vincent continued, "The third is that Hodgkin, who had been acting as the spokesman for the rebels in Leto, was assassinated during a public speech. He was seriously injured and immediately entered the treatment cabin."
Lu Fenghan frowned: "Who is the assassin?"
"A young student was nearly shot to death, but was rescued and sent away by the Alliance's people hiding in Leto. He survived."
Vincent sighed, "But this has led to stricter control by Leto. For example, at Turan College, the theology course load has doubled, and it's useless for students to go on strike. It is said that the most popular topic in the Turan College intranet discussion area right now is teaching people how to sleep in theology class without being discovered. Every time there is an exam, there will be a god who will provide the key points of the exam to ensure that everyone can pass the exam after a night of preparation and will not be embarrassed."
Vincent paused and said in a complicated tone, "The intelligence department received a secret message from Turan students saying that there is no need to worry too much. They will learn what they need to learn at night when the surveillance is a little lax."
Long Xiyun continued, pronouncing each word clearly: "The faith in your heart cannot be discarded, and the pursuit of truth cannot be stopped halfway."
These are the words of the three professors who were shot and killed at Tulane College.
Today, their students have implemented this sentence very well.
The air was slightly astringent.
Mei Jielin didn't even groan when she was hit by the light particle gun, but after Long Xiyun repeated this sentence, she felt a slight pain in her throat and cursed softly, "What a fucking piece of shit."
Vincent adjusted his tone: "At the First Military Academy across the river, when the Secretary-General and General Nie left Leto, the school held an impromptu graduation ceremony. After the oath, almost all the students in the school followed General Nie.
Before rushing to the battlefield, it was said that because they were worried about the lack of military supplies at the front, the students almost emptied the school. There was not even a bullet in the shooting range, and there was not a drop of nutrient left. It really implemented the virtue of "diligence and thrift."
The tone of his first few words was still relaxed, but as he spoke the rest of the words, his heart felt heavy as if a huge rock was pressing on it.
If the situation was not so pressing, how could students take off their school uniforms and put on military uniforms
Even students in military academies.
They should be like themselves and most people, with a complete campus life as memory, and when they graduate, they should go through great pains to pass the graduation exam, and then swear together at the graduation ceremony to use bones as blades and blood as shields, and move forward only for the alliance.
Lu Fenghan interrupted the atmosphere that was about to stagnate: "When they return to school for classes, according to the temperament of the professors and instructors, they will make them return all the things they took away, even if only bullet shells are left. After all, the school is poor and has no surplus food."
The atmosphere suddenly slowed down.
After the meeting, Lu Fenghan leaned back in his chair, relaxed his tense spirit, and asked Pojun: "Is Qiyan still in the equipment room?"
Po Jun immediately replied: "Yes, the Chief believes that the self-repair ability of the central control system is not comprehensive enough, so he is adjusting the starship's central control system."
"Yeah," Lu Fenghan grabbed the coat beside him and prepared to wait for Qi Yan outside the equipment room.
Along the way, Pojun kept telling Lu Fenghan about his impressions after reading a book: "The book says that the human body sheds 25,000 epidermal cells every minute. Can this be understood as humans turning into dust every moment? This idea is sentimental and romantic!"
Lu Fenghan responded perfunctorily: "Yes."
"Humans are truly an amazing race. Compared to gorillas, which are also primates, humans have three more muscles in their thumbs. Because of these three muscles, humans can use tools and have embarked on a different evolutionary process from gorillas."
Lu Fenghan thought so in his heart and said so: "Pojun, why are you talking so much?"
"General, I have to remind you that this was chosen by you. The Chief once asked you whether you prefer an AI that talks a lot or one that talks less, and your answer was 'one that talks more.'" Po Jun thought for a moment, "This is called, you reap what you sow."
Lu Fenghan thought, you may not be very clear about what "a little" means. In addition, the self-description is quite accurate.
When he arrived outside the equipment room, Lu Fenghan only waited for a few minutes before the door opened.
Qi Yan, who stepped out of the door, pinched his brows, as if he had sensed something, and suddenly looked in one direction. A figure came into his sight, his eyes lit up slightly, and his steps quickened: "General?"
Lu Fenghan shook the visitor's hand, and as expected, there was a chill in his voice. He said, "I'm here to pick you up after get off work."
If space is replaced by planets and command ships are replaced by the ground, then they really seem like two ordinary people in a corner of the alliance.
"I checked the central control system and have a plan. It should be repaired in two or three days." In the dim light of the passage, Qi Yan's facial features were clear and refined, like traces of light ink peeking through rice paper. One glance at him and one's eyes couldn't help but linger.
Lu Fenghan tightened his clenched hands: "The nails have grown longer."
Qi Yan expects: "General, can you give me a haircut?"
Lu Fenghan never said no to these little things: "Well, I'll cut it for you."
Indeed, just as he had thought when he was in Leto, cutting Qi Yan's nails had become a long-term business.
After taking a shower, Qi Yan wrapped in a black bathrobe sat on Lu Fenghan's lap, with his hand held in his.
Lu Fenghan looked lazy, with his chin resting on Qi Yan's shoulder socket, and his hair was cut very delicately.
Whenever he saw Qi Yan's hands, he always felt that it was a work of art, with precise lines and proportions, and well-proportioned joints, which made people unable to help but play with them in their palms.
Qi Yan lowered his eyes to look at his fingertips, and saw that the curve was smooth: "My nails grow a little too fast. The general just trimmed them for me three days ago."
Lu Fenghan corrected him without moving his eyes: "I remembered it wrong. The last time I cut my nails was six days ago."
Qi Yan nodded, thinking that he was confused, and then asked again: "Why is the general so firm? I remembered it wrong, not you? My memory is better than yours."
"Because I am your general." Lu Fenghan's tone was light but unwavering.
Qi Yan asked stubbornly: "Why?"
Lu Fenghan stopped what he was doing and held Qi Yan's fingers in his palm: "Why are there so many whys?"
Facing the gaze of the person in his arms, he explained helplessly, "Every day before going to bed, I will recall all the things that happened that day related to you, and classify them into categories. Comparatively speaking, I have a very good memory for these little things about you. I may have set aside an area in my brain to store them."
He thought carefully and tried to summarize his memory method, but soon found that "I remembered everything unconsciously."
There is no method.
This "unconscious" way of remembering has become part of his instinct.
Lu Fenghan is not a person who pays attention to details. He leads the fleet back and forth every day, and there are always piles of documents and affairs on his desk.
However, he is the brigadier general of the alliance and the general of the prayer.
After cutting his nails, Lu Fenghan worked overtime to review the documents temporarily submitted by the Logistics Department.
Odin sent a military transport ship full of supplies, and also delivered a brand new flagship. Nie Huaiting gave the naming rights to Lu Fenghan.
The metal pen was suspended on the virtual screen. Lu Fenghan turned around and asked Qi Yan, who was reading quietly beside him: "A new main ship has been delivered. What should it be called?"
"Should I name her?" Qi Yan thought about it seriously. "Ishtar? In the ancient Earth era, she was the god of war in Babylonian mythology. When Ishtar returns, spring will also come."
Lu Fenghan was well aware of Qi Yan's shortcomings in naming, and was somewhat surprised to hear this name. He entered it into the system and said, "Then use this name."
After reviewing the documents and making sure there were no omissions, Lu Fenghan closed the virtual screen and saw Qi Yan was still reading: "What are you reading?"
"A linguistics paper that studies the language expression patterns of humans in the Earth Age. When it talks about implicit expressions, it gives an example of when two people were walking at night in the Earth Age, one of them might say, 'The moonlight is beautiful tonight.' This research is very interesting."
Qi Yan looked up curiously, "General, if it was the same scene, would you say the same thing?"
"No." Lu Fenghan answered without hesitation, his words firm, "Because the moonlight is in my arms."