Colonel Yang Ning, he was able to live up to the point of being unparalleled in the world—a vigilance, his sleeves were not rolled up, his collar was not wrinkled, his boots were never dusty, and his chin was never exposed.

He seemed to be able to shoot new space force advertisements at any time.

And when he was lifted out of the command cabin, it was probably the least human-like moment in this person's life.

Yang Ning's face was covered with dry blood, his arms were hung beside him, his uniform was torn into pieces, his hair was messy, and his breath was weak.

It looks like you have to cover the national flag at any time.

This is not fake, it is really about to blow the light and pull out the wax - if he still has the strength to raise his hand, even if he works hard, he will definitely wipe his face clean.

At first, no one dared to touch him, for fear that he would become the last straw, so that the commander-in-chief of the second division would die young. In the end, the medical captain came in sweat, shouted and directed the medical soldiers to carry him onto a stretcher.

At this moment, the hatch opened, and Fu Luo, who arrived, stopped the medium-sized command ship into the entourage of the Penglai, and hurried in, wanting to take a look at the legendary commander who "seemed to be injured."

Unexpectedly, as soon as he met, he saw this scene. Fu Luo felt that he was hit by a heavy object on the spot, and his heart felt numb and confused.

Her face also had a cold expression of being held in her armor just now, and she had no time to seep out of her eyes, and her heels were firmly tied to the ground.

For a moment, Fu Luo was completely gone. She didn't think about whether Yang Ning was dead, because as soon as this thought came out, her thoughts were like dandelions swept by the strong wind. The sky collapsed and the earth scattered, leaving only an empty pole as empty as a hammer, barely supporting her head, allowing her to keep her neck ridges.

It was not until she heard the medical captain's shout from far and near that Fu Luo's mind had difficulty breaking out of the ground and growing again. A small handful of heat in her chest slowly floated up, and then she continued the breath that had just broken into her throat.

"Lieutenant Colonel, Lieutenant Colonel?"

Fu Luo turned his head silently in the direction of the voice, looking like she was listening with a deep look.

"Col. Yang is seriously injured and may need immediate surgery. What should we do now? Should we go back to the air or what?"

Yes, in this battle, although the rescue team was fearless and had great progress and retreat. They saved their face, but they were completely ammunition and food. The warship was five and three, and the commander was seriously injured.

Fu Luo pretended to be contemplating for a moment, covering up the fact that her mind was actually blank. After a while, she found her voice and spoke with some instinct: "The medical captain will arrange it, and the others will cooperate with each other. The whole army..."

She paused again, and used the mutant and bone-dividing hand to straighten her thoughts, then continued: "The entire army repaired the route, slowed down, turned on the invisible state, and returned to the flight. Especially the fake pirates, pay attention to it, keep a low profile after the break, keep the defense alarm level unchanged, perform the highest density rotation cruise, the two wings are the main force, and immediately replenish weapons, equipment and energy. If you encounter unknown forces approaching, you will ask the fake pirates to come forward to face the enemy, fight directly without contacting or communicating, and you will not be allowed to fight after the fight, and follow up immediately after covering the main force retreat."

"yes."

Fu Luo thought about it for a while, but didn't remember anything missing, so he lowered his eyelids slightly, nodded slightly with the tip of his chin, and stood on his face and stopped talking.

The medical soldiers pushed Yang Ning quickly and walked past her, carrying a strand of hair on her forehead. Fu Luo was like a clay dummy, poking it straight there, standing as if indifferent.

It almost made people feel that she showed a kind of natural and cold-eyed general demeanor.

Only Fu Luo himself knew that it was because her muscles were contracting too tense at that time, and her calf actually cramped in a severe pain.

Fu Luo was trapped in the same place for a long time after being trapped in a cramped calf, and then came to his senses like a sleepwalking, and moved his numb hands and feet slightly.

At this time, the technicians who were inspecting the "half command ship" came back from the command ship that was captured on the side - there was nothing to be repaired, it was slightly better than the wreckage. It was impossible to save it. They could only remove the useful parts and prepare for the funeral.

The "useful" parts also include Colonel Yang's drift bottle.

The lid didn't close, probably slid out of his hand in a hurry, and half of the reader rolled into a thin roll fell out. Its quality was obviously too strong. The soft screen damaged a corner, but it was still lit up elsewhere, showing a sufficient amount of power.

Fu Luo saw the words "To Saturn Fortress" from the half of the exposed reader.

The master was still alive. Fu Luo did not want to see his drifting bottle out of respect, but accidentally caught a glimpse of the line of words and was worried that Yang Ning had left some urgent orders, so hesitated for a while and pulled it out.

Yang Ning’s message was not written by hand or typed by hand, but was written by pronunciation.

The voice system used in the military field is used in emergency situations, so it is well-made, sensitive to reactions, and has very high recognition ability. It can even "understand" various dialects that everyone is talking about.

But this short sentence is full of unrecognizable garbled codes, interrupting the contents before and after from time to time. It can be seen that the person who recorded must have been unable to even speak clearly at that time.

Fu Luo watched intermittently.

“To Saturn Fortress:

If you are lucky enough to be caught and let it return to my hometown on my behalf, please listen to me finish these words."

Fu Luo suddenly realized that this might be a suicide note, but she had already opened it and she had no time to stuff it back.

Most people's suicide notes are about first talking about their feelings at this time, then recalling their lives, making a brief summary, and then mentioning one or two concerns, but at this time the commanders of the Second Department do not have so much time to hurt the spring and the autumn.

"First, if the dragons in the fortress of Saturn have no heads, please refer to the orders of Mr. Jesse."

Fu Luo was stunned. She didn't expect that there was a sharp knife and Ye Wenlin on her body. In addition to her, the General Staff also had two lieutenant colonels with a strong root.

Jesse has a special identity. In his own words, he is a personal inheritance. During his sentence, he has no personal freedom, so he has no quality and no level. It is not certain whether his elbows turn towards them at critical moments.

Why give him the supreme power of Saturn Fortress?

Fu Luo suppressed his thoughts and planned to learn more about how the battle just now and what caused Yang Ning to make such a decision in a hasty way.

"Second, Graff is only the first step to instigate the people to join him. I believe that with the caution of the majority of the people, it will not cause too much crisis for the moment. The second step is to... (difficult to identify) the uneven distribution of resources of the United Nations, the international situation is delicate, and the game between countries has been for centuries. If... (difficult to identify) it will definitely divide the countries. First, they will break the minor alliances within the continent, then provoke intercontinental relations, instigate some countries, and cause the alliance to collapse."

"Third, on the space station, although the coalition forces were divided and seriously injured, and they could not compete with the enemy on the order of magnitude, but as of now, our advantage is obvious. Technology determines the fate of the space station. Don't forget this because of Graff's psychological warfare and the collapse of the coalition forces. A planet that advocates freedom and human rights will always have more potential for technological explosions than barbarians who only speak with swordsmanship."

There was almost no pause on the reader in the middle of this passage, which shows that when his master spoke this, his spirit, which was almost at the end of his strength, was briefly excited for a moment.

However, it was only a moment, and the next paragraph seemed a bit nonsense.

"Fourth, priority should be given to protecting the safety of scientific researchers and engineers, and providing them with everything... (hard to identify) can be shared, but... (hard to identify) cannot... (hard to identify)..."

After that, I couldn't see clearly. There was a long garbled paragraph, and no one could understand what it meant. Fu Luo could only distinguish the three words "Alliance Force must" from the end.

What "must"? It's gone later, but with the rhythm of Yang Ning's dedication to his whole life and dying, it should be a "must win".

Fu Luo sighed softly.

Her feet were finally able to move, so she walked in place like a zombie for a few steps, saw some blood spots on the ground, and looked back at the direction of the operating room.

Fu Luo knew that he couldn't help, so he had to walk around outside the operating room without doing anything.

She recruited a young warrior on the ship, asked in detail about the whole story, broke off a convenient chair from the wall of the ship outside the operating room, and sat down. At this time, she vaguely understood why Yang Ning had to pass on power to Jesse.

Her brain became active and she tried to calculate forward--Yang Ning knew what happened on the ground and what happened to the fortress when the rescue fleet was attacked.

He knew that if the war was tense, Wang Yansheng would definitely not be able to do the "maintaining the internal affairs before fighting foreign countries", so the plan had to be temporarily put on hold, which meant that Cao Kun could not move in the face.

Saturn Fortress is now a cornerstone of the entire space-earth coalition. With Yang Ning's temper, it is impossible for him to let such a person get in the way under his nose - even if he was ready to die at that time, the first item of the funeral arrangement would be to send Cao Kun down as a bonus.

Ye Wenlin is not convenient for such a thing, and others are even more inconvenient for him to do it, because discipline and level are under control.

"Interim Commander" can become "not a commander" in a few minutes. Although disobedience occurs from time to time, long-term disobedience is the rhythm of preparing for treason.

Regardless of whether the ground is given or not, whether they are self-reliant, or whether they can "resist foreign military orders" now, once the regular army is charged with treason for a long time, even if their combat power is still strong, the spiritual pillar will collapse after a period of time.

What's more, there is not only space on the battlefield.

At this time, only Jesse, a pirate who has no relatives and no reason, is uninformed in the world, was pushed out to the tank.

He is a non-staff inmate, and even if he really kills and sets fire, Saturn Fortress will not be held responsible.

Fu Luo figured out some twists and turns, and suddenly felt very heavy.

At the last moment, Yang Ning gave way to these past and afterlife, but she did not feel tragic, but she felt a little pity for him inexplicably.

"If it were me, what would I write?" she thought silently, "It wouldn't be these things anyway."

She also has relatives, friends, and countless concerns. The endless stream of exchanges in the world are entangled with her. Fu Luo feels that she will definitely be able to tell all the instructions before she can close her eyes.

Even though she was willing to stay in this dark battlefield for the rest of her life and dies until her death, how could she have no selfishness?

If a soldier has no selfish intentions, then who are they fighting for when they are so determined at this time?

But Yang Ning didn't.

At this moment, she seemed to have touched the unknown loneliness of that person - the invincible, mortal loneliness.

Fu Luo lowered his head and fiddled with Yang Ning's reader, and found that the page of the "authorized letter" was locked, probably to be seen by the person who salvaged it as soon as possible. The suffixed it was a small hidden title, and the window was also opened, but it was probably considered to be of importance, so it was covered in the back.

When Fu Luo saw the topic, he found that the topic was "Technical Problems that need to be solved in actual combat between coalition warships."

This guy is really heartbroken. After writing internal struggles and writing overall strategies, writing complete strategies and technical issues, it is simply nothing.

Fu Luo unlocked the screen and wanted to see what technical problems were, but he didn't expect that the file window was minimized. She was in a short while and switched the page, and Yang Ning's portable reader desktop appeared in front of her.
Chapter completed!