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Published at 7th of December 2021 11:29:32 AM


Chapter 14: 14

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Federal President Lin Zhen is a little confused in the office at the moment.

As soon as his son arrived on Mars, he went out and had a fight with the Ochs Empire?

even achieved a 0:200 record?

The most important thing is to capture the nine princes of the Aox Empire?

Even Liang Xingchen's first actual combat was not so fierce, right?

In recent years, I have heard reports from his subordinates that his son is called a monster in the Interstellar Military Academy.

Originally, Lin Zhen thought that this was the case, no matter how enchanting, he would not be stronger than Liang Xingchen.

As a result, from time to time, there was news that my son had developed a new technology.

It was okay at the beginning, with some civilian technology, and then this kid gradually reached out to the military industry.

Until more than a year ago, one day someone suddenly ran up to him and told him that your son designed an artificial gravity generating device, but Lin Zhen was taken aback that day.

Since then, Lin Zhen has felt that his son has chosen the wrong career? Actually should do scientific research?

The year after    was quite quiet, Lin Zhen thought that this kid had stopped, and he hadn't done any big things for more than a year.

As a result, this guy caused Liang Xingchen to suffer a big loss in the graduation examination, and then after he went to the Mars base, he immediately became restless again.

directly produced the curvature engine, as well as industrial robot technology that has been leading the federal 30 years.

ran out and got such a big vote now?

Lin Zhen felt that there was a son of an evildoer, and his heart couldn't help it.

Okay, I don’t want this brat. The key now is how to deal with the nine princes of the Ochs Empire?

Lin Zhen finally slowed down and started to deal with the business, and immediately asked his assistant to notify the officials of various departments to come to the office for a meeting.

...

Mars base, at the port of the 27th Medium Star Harbor, all the warships of the 101st Task Force have just finished docking.

All the crew members did not leave after disembarking, but lined up in the harbor, and no one spoke.

And Liang Xingchen, who had come here a long time ago and waited for Lin Fan to return, was standing at the top of the flagship's suspension ladder with Lin Fan and Liang Xue, with a solemn expression.

Soon after, a large number of people stepped out of the flagship one after another. They were in groups of two, each carrying a coffin, and each coffin was covered with a flag of the Federal Fleet, a total of 343 groups.

There was no sound in the whole port until Lin Fan yelled.

"Salute!"

With a scream, more than 30,000 people solemnly saluted in the direction of the flagship suspension ladder, watching one after another coffins that were lifted down and covered with military flags.

Of these coffins, only 148 have corpses, and the others are empty.

This is how the cosmic warfare of this era is. Weapons are too powerful. Most of the time, you can’t even find a single hair. You are very lucky to be able to find the body.

As the farewell procedure progressed, everyone's eyes were a little red. These 343 people were their former partners, and then a few hours later, they left forever.

Finally, all the coffins were shot from the Star Harbor and flew toward the depths of the universe. This is a unique tradition of the Federal Fleet.

After seeing off the 343 sacrificed soldiers, Lin Fan announced the order to disband.

"Lin Fan, great! You didn't disappoint me!"

Liang Xingchen came to Lin Fan and praised Lin Fan without hesitation.

"I haven't done well enough, there are still 343 people sacrificed!"

"Lin Fan, you have to understand that there is no undead war, you have done well enough!"

To be honest, Liang Xingchen was a little worried. He had met many commanders and couldn't accept the death of his subordinates, and finally collapsed. He didn't want Lin Fan to do the same.

Being talented is one thing, but being able to withstand the pressure of the battlefield is another.

However, Liang Xingchen is destined to worry in vain. Who is Lin Fan? He has the system and is a human for two lives. Is this an ordinary person?

In terms of spirit, Lin Fan, who has been a human for two lifetimes, is definitely stronger than any human being.

"Commander, I understand, I just want to do better next time!"

"It's okay if you understand, I have a new task for you when I come here this time."

"Yes, commander, please order!"

"Well, it's about the nine princes of the Ox Empire that you captured this time. The president held a special meeting for this purpose, and finally decided to use the nine princes as a bargaining chip to negotiate with the Ox Empire. The negotiation team will arrive in a few days. Mars base, you will be responsible for the **** at that time."

"Yes!"

"Well, after a big battle, you will definitely be a little tired mentally, go take a rest!"

Liang Xingchen patted Lin Fan on the shoulder and left.

But does Lin Fan need to rest? His physical fitness exceeded the normal human limit by 3.5 times. To be honest, he was not tired at all.

But sleep is still necessary. By the way, Lin Fan never had a chance to sleep after arriving at the Mars base.

Now that I have a chance, of course I have to go to sleep.

Soon after, Lin Fan returned to his office and lay on the bed directly in the bedroom on the side.

"The system gives me a simulated asteroid belt **** mission, and the opponent chooses level 5. In addition, our warship simulates the 101 task force formation, and the enemy warship simulates the Ochs Empire."

"Ding, the battlefield has been set, and the enemy and our fleets have been fully simulated as required by the host."

"Ding, the main battlefield is an **** mission, which will begin in three seconds."

"It's a caring system."

After Lin Fan sighed, he entered the virtual battlefield and started a new round of training.

Then, what Lin Fan didn't know was that the door of his office was opened.

Still the same sentence, the convention in life is, whenever you don’t lock the door, UU reads www.uukānshu. com is bound to happen!

Obviously, Lin Fan didn't learn the lesson from last time.

Liang Xue walked into Lin Fan's office and found no one, saw the door of the next bedroom open, and glanced inwardly.

When he saw Lin Fan was already "asleep" on the bed, Liang Xuefang walked in lightly and stood in front of Lin Fan's bed. He looked at him, who hadn't even taken off his military uniform, with a smile on his face.

If Lin Fan saw the scene at this moment, he would definitely be shocked from ear to ear.

This ice cube sneaked into his bedroom and smiled.

Is this still Liang Xue?

Unfortunately, Lin Fan is destined to not see this scene.

A minute later, Liang Xue recovered her iconic ice face and left Lin Fan's office.

At the same time, Interstellar Military Academy, Dean's Office.

Li Fulai is communicating with Liang Xingchen.

"I said Liang Xiaozi, you didn't lie to me? The battle record sent to me just now was commanded by Lin Fan?"

"Can you make up this matter?"

"I’m a little surprised, isn’t it?"

The incident happened an hour ago. As usual, a copy of classic battles on the front line will be sent to the Interstellar Military Academy for use in the command department.

After all, there are too few interstellar wars that human beings currently experience, and there are very few real battle examples used in teaching.

What Li Fulai didn't expect was that Lin Fan, who had just graduated a few days ago, had already done one on the front line?

What was even more unexpected was that the first actual battle commanded by this guy was defined as a classic battle by the Mars base, and the entire battle record was sent over.

Li Fulai has decided at this moment.

Tomorrow he will call up all the students of the command department to explain in person!




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