As for the service accommodation conditions, the accommodation area of ​​the second part of Space Fortress is really a bit luxurious, and it is simply incomparable to the ghost place where Fu Luo lived when he was in the third part of the quarrel.

There are robots, single rooms, and bathrooms, with an area of ​​more than 15 square meters. Although the bed is still a hard bed, there are two layers of bed sheets on it. With the level of Fuluo, this kind of dormitory can be called a "luxury mansion" in space.

Anyway, it's much better than the military academy dormitory she lived in the night before.

But Fu Luo was speculative and was not very confident in his abilities, so he had no mood to appreciate his new residence at all.

After changing her uniform as soon as possible, she immediately spent five minutes to carefully study the space fortress map posted behind the door, and confirmed that she had remembered the flat map of the entire area where the second part was located, and then she began to check the various materials that had just been allocated.

In the three space departments, the status of the second part has never been disputed. Therefore, although the treatment on the surface is not special, there are many "small ingredients" secretly. These are all tacit rules. There were rumors in the school that there were two boxes of high-calcium milk tablets hidden in the bag of the second part.

Fu Luo did not look through whether the legendary milk slices were original or strawberry. She did not touch most of the things, and only picked out the identity permission card, the military portable tool ring, and the laser knife and pistol on the sleeve can be removed and placed one by one.

After thinking about it, she picked up another box of oxygen capsules. In the extreme environment, if a person is directly exposed to the cosmic environment, an oxygen capsule can provide an oxygen protective film for twenty minutes, which can isolated a certain level of cosmic rays while meeting the human body's breathing needs.

As soon as he stuffed the oxygen capsule into his pocket, the communication sensor in Fu Luo's ear rang.

If it weren't for Wang Yansheng's experience of the communication sensor directly acting on the visual nerves, Fu Luo would probably be shocked by the communication device implanted in his ears.

It was a sound that sounded out of thin air, as clear as if it was right in my ears. Even though Fu Luo's nerves were tense, he couldn't help but stiffen for a moment.

"All staff from the General Staff Office of the Second Department will immediately gather at the Central Conference Room of the Headquarters and repeat it. All staff from the General Staff Office of the Second Department will immediately gather at the Central Conference Room of the Headquarters."

There is really no buffering at all.

Fu Luo didn't dare to delay and stood up immediately. Following the map in her memory, she found the central conference room without much effort. The conference room quickly passed her authority and opened the door to both sides.

When Fu Luo walked in, he found that the office was still empty and the others had not arrived yet. There was only a serious middle-aged man sitting at the table. Hearing the sound, he raised his head and looked at Fu Luo, the fastest person.

That was Lieutenant General Chen Zhong, the first person in charge of the Second Department.

Fu Luo was startled by a small surprise, then quickly came to his senses and stood attentively saluting: "Chief!"

Chen Zhong nodded gently: "Ming Sheng, is he a new recruit?"

"Yes, Fu Luo, a new recruit from the D-level General Staff Department of the Second Department."

Chen Zhong, the elite commander in space, is usually very low-key. Fu Luo has only seen him on TV for a few times. As we all know, the camera is a very magical thing. It can shoot all the less splendid people into big faces and five short figures, and also allows the audience to ignore all the positive temperaments of the people in front of the camera - except for the general's belly, bags of eyes and white hair.

However, compared to other people of his level, Lieutenant General Chen, who is less than 90 years old, is absolutely "young and strong". He is thin and straight in military uniform. Apart from having nasolabial folds, he does not look old. Fu Luo remembers that Lieutenant General Chen doesn't speak much in front of the camera and looks average - well, that is, it means it's absolutely not ugly.

But she didn't expect that the real person would be like this - when Chen Zhongshen sat there alone, he gave people an almost unshakable illusion. His eyes swept over. Although his expression was not severe, it still made people feel trembling, as if the entire central conference room was within the scope of his own aura.

Fu Luo instantly understood what "Yuan Xiyuezhi" means.

Chen Zhong looked at Fu Luo quietly. The young female soldier looked a little nervous, but there was no confusion or confusion of the newcomer. Although he arrived the earliest, he stood straight at the door, not walking rashly before the senior and senior arrived. Although his face looked tender, he unexpectedly gave people a feeling of not being arrogant or impatient, and being down-to-earth.

"Since the Second General Staff of the Ministry was handed over to Xiao Yang, it has not been a recruit for a long time." Lt. General Chen's tone slowed down and even showed a stingy smile. "Young people are very good. If you encounter any problems in your work in the future, you can come to me at any time."

Fu Luo did not dare to take the chief's politeness seriously, and immediately responded properly, and then waited at the door like a door god without squinting.

Soon, the others arrived one after another. Yang Ning was the last one to come in. He looked at Fu Luo with great attention, stopped for a moment, and said unexpectedly: "I originally planned to let Jialing take you, but I didn't expect you to move very quickly. Do you know me?"

Fu Luo: "Report to the chief, there are two areas with flat sections behind the door."

Yang Ning smiled: "Well, you are very considerate."

It was not until the General Staff Office all arrived that Fu Luo walked to the final position silently and stood quietly.

"I won't say much nonsense. I just received the order from my superiors. The Trojan No. 1 ship has now been equipped. The code name of this mission is called 'peace talks'. Our unit is the main force and the special forces cooperate." Lt. General Chen calmed down his expression. He refused to say a word at the beginning. He spoke with one finger and expressed his thoughts directly, and others seemed to have become accustomed to it.

Chen Zhong raised his hand and pressed the 3D image switch. In the middle of the conference round table, a reduced version of the space ship was presented to everyone 360 ​​degrees. It looked very ordinary. Except for carrying several small combat ships conventionally, it was almost bare and had nothing. At first glance, it looked like a common space commercial ship.

The office was silent, and even the person in charge Yang Ning didn't ask any questions. The General Staff Office showed their extreme regularity and well-being.

Lieutenant General Chen waved his hand and the spaceship began to move. The shell of the original ordinary spaceship fell off layer by layer, shrinking directly into a large circle, and suddenly revealed its hideous inner body. On one side are three huge laser high-energy cannons, and on the other side are sixty-four first-class nuclear missile pushers. The ultra-high-density shell is completely black, as if even light can be sucked in, showing first-class defensive performance. The most eye-catching thing is the fully automatic "ten-kilometer range" self-destruction system at the stern of the ship. When it falls into a desperate situation, the destructive power of self-destruction in the enemy camp is amazing. It can sweep the warship within ten kilometers, and can penetrate the ultra-high-density protective shell up to 4.5 meters thick.

Like a monster with fangs.

"This is Trojan One." Lieutenant General Chen said, "There are twenty stealth reconnaissance ships inside. The 'peace talk' mission is not to let us really escort the peace ambassador to meet the enemy. Trojan One will stop at a safe distance from the opponent's camp 60 range units to show our 'sincerity'. According to our army's counter-detection ability counter-inferior, within this distance, twenty stealth reconnaissance ships are the limit. Once this number is exceeded, the probability of being scanned will increase from 0.3% to 20% - but I would like to emphasize again that this is reversed based on our army's technical level. There is no practical basis, and accidents will happen at any time."

It was not until this time that Yang Ning asked for the first time: "Chief, is the number of safe distances of sixty-range units solid?"

"According to the agreement when the United Nations established diplomatic relations with his galaxy, the safe distance is forty-five range units, but as far as our current range range can reach, at least sixty range units can be accepted - as for the possibility that the other party will allow Trojan One to be the 'peace talks ambassador' to take a step forward..." Chen Zhong paused, thought for a moment, and said very steadily, "In terms of my personal judgment, it is basically zero."

"How many people do we have to send?" Yang Ning asked.

"The personnel on Trojan No. 1 have been equipped and the scouts have been in place. The old rules are that the General Staff Office will send two people to accompany you."

Fu Luo immediately began to recall the management rules of the Space Operations Command in his words - when the operation tasks are above level B, they must be filed with the General Staff Office, and the General Staff Office will send people to supervise them remotely. When the Level A or above, the General Staff Office must send at least one person to accompany him, and when the Level S or above, the General Staff Office must send at least two people to accompany him."

...In other words, this task called "peace talk" is actually "spying", which is S-level.

"Zhang Liping left the line," Yang Ning paused, his eyes slowly swept over everyone present, and finally fell on Fu Luo, "Fu Luo, leave the line."

Chen Zhong couldn't help but look at him.

Zhang Liping is about 1.7 meters tall, and he is an ordinary person, but here he looks a little short. He is not old and seems to be about the same as Yang Ning. His skin is dark and his teeth are getting whiter. Fu Luo noticed the authority card on his chest, which says a B-level soldier, two levels higher than himself.

Here, you can upgrade to one level by one third-class merit, and you can upgrade to two levels by one second-class merit. You can break the rules by the first-class merit. However, in peacetime, there are not many opportunities for even the third-class merit, so most people can only wait for the years. At the end of five consecutive years, the superiors can be promoted to one level by being better or better.

"I am not convenient to reveal the specific content now, but I will give you a truth. If the other party allows our ship to move past a safe distance, there must be a conspiracy. Don't act rashly, because the final peace talks are absolutely impossible - I will say it to the point that the humans on Earth and humans in his galaxy are not cosmic fellows of the same origin, and the two sides are destined to be a life-and-death relationship." Lt. General Chen said word by word, "I don't need to say the importance of the S-level mission - the last time the enemy launched a surprise attack, our department was vacant in air defense, Yang Ning was not on duty, and the General Staff responded extremely slowly, and the superiors were very disappointed with me and everyone. I am under great pressure in this joint operation. I hope you can win a game back."

"Trojan One's 'peace talk' was a political show. The most likely reaction of the other party is that he is facing a great enemy. He should not act rashly for a while. We are fighting this time difference. Everyone has understood these two days that electromagnetic guns are the enemy's killer weapon, but the Universe Meteorological Bureau just sent a top-secret warning document two minutes ago. A new round of solar storm is about to begin, which will seriously affect the enemy's electromagnetic guns and communication scanning systems. This is also the second reason to choose this opportunity."

"Note that while solar storms bring us opportunities, they are also a major threat. All stealth reconnaissance ships are equipped with the latest curvature accelerators, but I hope that you will never try to jump at will when the surrounding environment is unstable."

"The investigation and escape routes have been transmitted to the end of your sensor. As the plan changes in the environment changes in real time, Colonel Yang of the General Staff Department is fully responsible."
Chapter completed!