Of course, Mr. Jesse's seriousness was always a mirage. After throwing the bombshell, his face twitched for a moment, and soon returned to his "normal" - the handsome blonde stretched out his waist, took off his uniform that was already loosely hung on his body, and just swayed out with a swagger, swaying with his bare hands in such a way that it was hindering the audio-visual manner.

"Don't look at me just sheep, the green grass is more fragrant because I'm getting-"

Oh yes, he hasn't forgotten to unfold his terrifying sing.

Fu Luo was stunned.

But Yang Ning seemed to be used to it.

"Come on." He waved to Fu Luo with a soft expression, and used his permission card to open the simulation system.

Fu Luo just discovered that the simulation system of the second part is very different from that in the school, and its functions are much more powerful. What she is familiar with and able to use is actually only a small part of it.

Yang Ning skillfully entered the command and connected to a huge database, which started from the world's first space warship to now equipped with the latest varieties of curvature drivers, large and small, ancient and modern, Chinese and foreign, detective, combat, and even logistics transportation. All space ships are available.

Fu Luo's eyes were straightened.

"The maintenance and usage fee of this database is very high. You may not have it in the school. You may not have it before." Yang Ning explained carefully. "You can use it to be familiar with the operation of various warships in various countries. The system can help you assume many extreme situations, such as being attacked, lack of energy, fire alarms, physical impact, etc., which can exercise your feel."

The so-called "feeling" is actually experience and background. A battle will only stand on its own after being tempered for thousands of times. It is because no matter how intelligent or fully automatic the system is, it cannot replace human operations on the front line of the battle.

"But it's better to have some restraint," said Yang Ning in a gentle voice. "The mental pressure on the simulator is still quite high."

Fu Luo's eyes were still firmly nailed to the database, as if the mouse saw a jar of rice, her eyes were green, and she didn't hear what her boss said at all. She immediately nodded perfunctorily.

Yang Ning smiled as if nothing had happened, and ignored her, gently patted her shoulder: "Let's go, tidy up, I'll take you to eat."

As the head of the General Staff Office, Colonel Yang is really of course of high school. He usually doesn’t eat with others. There are special small restaurants for dining. Fu Luo is a little restrained when he comes for the first time.

Especially when she was afraid of meeting a few more head-level people here, she felt guilty about violating discipline and eating small food.

But this is in space after all. Even though the Earth Fortress has been built in all directions, it is still not much better in terms of life alone.

...Of course, it is much better than the group of militants in his galaxy who only know how to eat mud.

Apart from the quieter environment in the small restaurant, the food is not much better than the canteen.

Yang Ning finished eating properly and wiped every finger aside with a very furious turtle. Then he sat down and talked to her: "I don't know if Captain Ye of the Special Service has revealed to you in advance, and this time I really feel wronged you."

Fu Luo's first meal that was not so painful in recent days was comfortable and friendly. His cheeks were bulging, and he was afraid of scolding Colonel Yang, so he did not dare to speak out, but just shook his head vigorously.

Yang Ning lowered his eyelashes and cast a circle of shadows in the lower eye sockets. If it weren't for the straight uniform, he would have looked almost melancholy, which made Fu Luo unable to help but remember the unopened eyebrows when he bumped into him at the door of Jinmai.

"In some things," Yang Ning said after a long time, "My level has no say. You are my subordinates. I will try my best to help you get what you can. If there is really no way, I can only..."

Fu Luo finally swallowed the food and said indifferently: "College, I have just joined the army."

Yang Ning jumped gently with his eyebrows and said to himself, "It's right, the road is still long."

As he swallowed his voice, the atmosphere between the two suddenly became dull.

Fu Luo didn't understand the reason. With her ungraduated primary school level of observing words and expressions, it was impossible to find out Yang Ning's mood. He had to learn from others, stand up stiffly, pour a glass of water for the other party, and said with a frown: "Sir, drink water."

Yang Ning raised the corner of his mouth gently, then put it down again. He suddenly raised his eyes. His eyes were not pure black, a little brown, not very distinct from black and white, but had a deep and clear clearness.

He said: "But what if one day you find that you can't walk your path anymore?"

Fu Luo is a bit awkward in dealing with people, but he has a different kind of agility when talking about serious things. She almost immediately understood what Yang Ning meant - Yang Ning can get first-hand information in terms of relationships and levels. In this way, the negotiations between the United Nations must be very unsmooth, and even shake the confidence of the top leaders?

But she dared not ask, the soldier's duty is to complete his own tasks, not to inquire about his superiors.

Fu Luo immediately withdrew his curiosity and quickly wrote a draft in his heart. Then he said carefully: "Didn't you tell me last time in the dungeon? Don't you ever ask this kind of question? Besides, how could you not be able to continue? Even if you are not strong enough, you can still reach your last step, right?"

Yang Ning looked at her quietly for a moment and nodded gently: "Well, you still remember."

Huh?

"I hope you can remember this sentence forever." Colonel Yang stared in her eyes.

Only then did Fu Luo realize that he had indeed misunderstood again. It turned out that the confidence of the senior executives was not shaken, but just a school entrance examination for her.

The next moment, Yang Ning took out a small chip from his pocket and handed it to her: "This is your upgraded new card, and you can change it to your personal information card, right?"

Fu Luo took it in a complicated mood and nodded.

Yang Ning stood up: "Let's go. You don't need to accompany you in the next mission. Stay at the General Staff and get familiar with all kinds of things as soon as possible... The opportunity is rare on Jesse. I don't know why you cast his eyes on him. In short, it's hard to meet. He has a weird temper and a bad personality, but he is very capable. If you allow it, you can learn a lot. In the future, you will become a B-level soldier..."

Fu Luo was originally following him and nodded repeatedly until he heard this sentence, but he didn't breathe in one breath. He was suddenly choked by his saliva and coughed red-faced.

B-class soldier!

Are you kidding?

Didn’t it mean that there was only C-level?

No...Class C is also very good, it cannot be said to be "only".

The last time the enemy warship was worth ten years of service?!

Fu Luo felt that he could really ask someone to buy a lottery ticket.

Yang Ning looked back at her: "What, what's the problem?"

In order not to make himself look too timid, Fu Luo quickly held his cough, maintained his zombie-like standing posture, and shook his head quickly.

Yang Ning didn't smile, but his eyebrows relaxed, and the corners of his eyes bent slightly, as if a smile flashed past.

"Go back and have a break."

Fu Luo returned to her dormitory in a complicated mood, and her hand holding the chip was sweating coldly. She replaced the chip and stroked the door of the dormitory. The D-class soldier next to her avatar turned into a B-class.

Like a country bumpkin who had never seen the world, Fu Luo bent over and stared at the word "B" for a long time, and felt that even the one-inch portrait that he directly extracted from his ID card looked much more high-end, elegant and upscale, and no longer looked like a wanted criminal.

If it is on a front-line battleship, the B-level can command a medium-sized battleship of about twenty people.

Although in this special institution in the General Staff, the level only represents treatment, the work done has not changed much, and an indescribable sense of accomplishment still arises from her heart.

However, this was almost gone when Fu Luo packed up the office worker and turned off the lights to go to bed.

The darkness enveloped the narrow bedroom, and only the environment on the wall was shining faintly with a layer of light, showing the temperature, oxygen content and pressure faithfully.

Five minutes later, Fu Luo, who had already lay down, suddenly turned over, took her private cell phone, and edited a text message.

"Mom, I'm fine here."

The intelligent system of the mobile phone text box quickly informed her that the message had been sent successfully. Fu Luo was waiting for a reply message with longing, and the fluorescent light on the screen reflected her face, faintly.

But no.

Later, she fell asleep while waiting.

The next day, she got up early as usual. After finishing her basic physical training, she ate something and went straight to the simulation training room. She had to eat tightly before, and no one dared to slack off. However, it is rare for her to inject chicken blood like her. When Fu Luo arrived, the simulation training camp had not yet opened. She waited for a while before the opening time. She was the first to go in and plunged into the database introduced to her by Yang Ning.

An hour and a half later, Jesse came.

Without saying hello to her, Jesse went straight into the simulation cabin, interrupted Fu Luo's simulation program and entered the city, and sent her an invitation to the battle mode.

The freshly released B-level soldiers' life in purgatory began.

In Fu Luo's impression, Jesse was a poor-mouthed person, but for more than a week, she didn't hear Jesse say anything to her. The two of them almost didn't have time to greet and meet each other. The old man was ruthless and would start to abuse her unilaterally as soon as he came. After packing up, he hummed a song and lifted his butt and left. At that time, Fu Luo, who had cancelled the damage threshold, usually still collapsed in the simulation cabin and couldn't get up.

One day, she heard the tune of the painter in her dream, and she was awakened in a cold sweat.

Very good, Fu Luo thought to herself that when she was discharged from the army in the future, I am afraid that the door of the kindergarten teacher's vocation will be closed to her forever. Now she gets goosebumps all over when she hears the nursery rhymes.

On this day, Fu Luo finished his duty and ran to the simulation training room to look for abuse.

Just when she was about to be hit by a missile from Jesse, Fu Luo, who had already practiced "face life and death calmly", suddenly heard the system say: "Due to special circumstances, the simulation training room was closed urgently, and the neural connection was about to be forced to be cut off, three, two, one..."

The severe pain in preparation did not come, and Fu Luo pushed open the simulated hatch door inexplicably. As soon as he stood up, his feet moved as if there was an earthquake.

The next moment, she realized that this was... the space fortress activated the power system?

China's space fortress moves collectively?

Jesse's simulation cabin opened, and the handsome blonde restrained his hippie smile and said to his own communicator: "You idiots will destroy the Great Wall."

After saying that, he jumped out of the simulation cabin with agility, his face still was still bad. He glanced at Fu Luo and said hurriedly: "The simulation training room will be suspended for twelve hours. I guess your General Staff Office will have a meeting later. Go back."

Less than a quarter of an hour after he left, Yang Ning's voice came from the communicator, notifying all staff of the General Staff Office of the Second Department to come to the conference room.

Only then did Fu Luo know what was going on.

After the twenty-third round of the United Nations General Assembly, the heads of state of the United Nations who were unable to reach consensus through negotiations finally voted to pass a "feasible" plan in an emergency situation in such a verbal environment - they decided to divide the entire solar system into multiple war zones and break up the alliances of major continents. Only small countries that have fully achieved economic and political integration in normal times can advance and retreat together. Other major countries each lead a war zone and stand on their own. Only in a first-level emergency, they have the power to seek help from the adjacent war zones. From then on, they have not fought and are responsible for their own profits and losses.

The situation of the Earth coalition's advance and retreat together is like a flash in the pan, and it falls apart in just one battle.

The entire Earth Alliance's space fortress needs to be re-arranged, and the fortresses of various countries are moving as a whole. In ten hours, the protective umbrellas on the periphery of the earth will show a new pattern.

Fu Luo listened to the briefing of the mechanical sound flat board in the communicator, and met Colonel Yang who was walking here outside the conference room.
Chapter completed!