September 29, 2508

Long Feng and others handed over the remaining tasks to professional negotiators sent by Qinghuo Group, such as the funds invested, how many percentages of mineral mining rights should India give after obtaining a colonial planet, how many years should it be given to China's most preferential trading country treatment, etc. However, from the faces of the senior Indian officials who were bidding farewell, it can be seen that the conditions for Qinghuo Group to be offered are really harsh. It is estimated that if the Indian government agrees to their conditions, it will not be able to turn over for at least five hundred years.

The journey back to Orion's Sixth Planet Base took four hours.

The two hundred bodyguards who were borrowed by Qinghuo got on the maglev without saying a word and left. Long Feng disbanded the twenty members of the Dragon Army under him and went to Long Han's office with Lan Jing to report on the completion of the task.

Long Han, dressed in a vigorous outfit and was desperately ravaging a synthetic fiber boxing bag in the center of the office, took the crystal plate, put it in his personal terminal for a while, and frowned and said, "The completion is good. You can give your group of people a 60-year pass. Then, according to the importance of the information, it is too time-honored, and there is no valuable information. The additional tens of tens are added. The total evaluation of your mission this time is 70, and it will be recorded in your files later."

Long Feng calmly took out Songshui's tape recorder and placed it in front of Long Han with Long Yu's tape recorder.

Long Han looked up at Long Feng, snorted and said, "Boy, don't mess around. If I don't like listening to the things in it, I will deduct eleven points for you." Long Feng nodded lightly, and Lan Jing stretched her neck behind her and looked around at the decorations of Long Han's office.

Long Han unfortunately turned on Songshui's recorder, listened for a while, turned it off suddenly, and cursed: "What kind of broken thing? I don't understand, which language? There is no such thing in the thirteen common languages ​​now." Long Feng raised his chin slightly and signaled Long Han to listen to another one.

Long Han glared at Long Feng with great doubt and slowly turned on Long Yu's recorder.

After listening for five minutes, Long Han's expression changed. When he heard it halfway, Long Han's face was so cold that it could scrape off a layer of frost. At the end, Long Han's neck joints were giggling and slowly lifted up, and asked nervously: "How many people know about this scroll?"

Long Feng said concisely: "I, Ahuo, Ayu, Abao, Anu, and Lan Jing, six of them."

Long Han's fingers were shaking slightly, and he licked his lips, calmed down quickly, and whispered: "Damn it, when I saw that so-called top-secret information, I was still reading a mythological story, it turned out..."

He stood up suddenly and said, "I officially issued a ban order to you six. In my lifetime, I will forget this matter. Xing Tian, ​​please contact me General Han."

A powerful voice sounded: "It has been connected."

Long Han said quickly: "Lao Han, don't talk nonsense. Send someone to pick up something, and these things are yours. If you want to know what it is in advance, you have the privilege to check the top-secret information and translate it... The label is 21AAA019, the top-secret No. 19 of the 21st century. The future affairs have nothing to do with me, and it is the task of your intelligence department."

A very calm, so calm that the tone seemed to have large ice particles in its voice: "Okay, Marshal Longhan, I will deal with it. Is it the information brought by Colonel Longfeng from the earth? Do I need me to silence the Matsumizu Ichiro?"

Long Feng was stunned. Long Han thought for a while and said, "No need, did your people find out that people from other forces have noticed them?"

General Han simply said: "The two European republics have been killed. What you mean is that there is no need to silence you. I understand."

After the communication ended, Long Han sighed and said, "Don't be surprised. General Han is responsible for the national external intelligence work. If you five members of the Dragon Army and a genius from the Senior Military Academy secretly meet with a scientific researcher of a New Japanese Empire, he doesn't know that, he should have committed suicide. This mission is very perfect. I will record 200% of the results for you. Good, okay, go back and rest. The iron-faced ghost's subordinates are probably coming soon."

Long Feng nodded, turned around and left. Lan Jing smiled and greeted Long Han: "Goodbye Marshal." Long Han showed a rare smile and said to Lan Jing with a smile: "Well, thank you, I have worked hard, I have a few days to rest, and I will officially take office in two days." Lan Jing nodded obediently, quickly caught up with Long Feng, and walked out. However, Lan Jing was really dissatisfied with the area of ​​Long Han's office. It was more than fifty meters from her desk to the gate. It was so tired...

Long Feng and Lan Jing walked to the elevator door. Eight young men in black suits and wearing big and thick sunglasses walked out neatly, signaled to Long Feng, and walked towards Long Han's office in one step.

Lan Jing stuck out her tongue and whispered: "It's so cool. It seems that she is just a specialist in intelligence, but, can they send it out?"

Long Feng smiled and said, "They are in-house staff and are not sent out."

Lan Jing asked strangely: "How do you know? You are not from the same system as them."

Long Feng simply said: "The one they took the lead has a nameplate on their chest. Didn't you see it?" Lan Jing was stupid.

October 1, 2508

China's National Day.

Long Feng officially served as the combat chief of the control center of the A01 base, responsible for mobilizing all armed forces under the A01 base, including 10,000 large and small warships, 72 special attack troops, and all subordinates of the Dragon Army. Except for the subordinates of the Dragon Army, other conventional forces are close to one-eighth of the current total armed forces in China. Of course, the order is under Long Han, and he, well, is a person responsible for mobilization.

Fifty meters high and more than five hundred meters in diameter. The huge control center is located at a depth of two thousand meters underground in the base. Hundreds of huge screens flashed on the walls, and countless fleet commanders and warship captains were reporting their situation at any time. A huge green light column shot down from the middle of the ceiling, constantly changing various images, reflecting the dynamics of the entire Orion star field. The red dots above are the locations of those fleets and warships.

Long Feng stood on the main console floating in the air, looking coldly at the thousands of soldiers below, while Lan Jing was wearing a silver colonel uniform, pouting and browsing the information flashing on the personal terminal monitor, constantly complaining: "Today is on holiday, I'm going to buy food, drink, and play. People are on holiday, why don't I take a holiday?"

Long Feng persisted for a whole morning under Lan Jing's fatigue bombardment, but when the staff brought the lunch, Long Feng couldn't help it anymore. He gently patted Lan Jing's little head a few times, frowned slightly and said, "Everyone can rest today, we can't rest. Anyway, we have a make-up leave in seven days, so why are the little girl doing so anxious to play?"

Lan Jing suddenly pressed the pause button and said in a vocal voice: "Brother, can I take a leave for a long time? There is a large fireworks show in 'Tianjing City' today. I will set off at 7:00 pm and will definitely come back at 12:00. I will guarantee that I will not delay the duty tomorrow. There will be a lot less people in seven days, and it will not be lively."

Long Feng shook his head firmly: "No, there is no need to discuss it. Hurry up and eat and then deal with the information. Are there no important incidents in the morning?"

Lan Jing snorted a few times, bit the chicken leg hard, and said vaguely: "Nothing big is that the permanent representative of the American United Nations was kidnapped by American separatist militants, demanding that one of the three planets that the garrison above retreat, and whether the referendum will be independent."

Long Feng picked up the lunch box and murmured: "Idiot, those guys had become independent hundreds of years ago, and America had to take them back. Then they brought these separatists out when they immigrated. It would be strange if they don't make trouble now. However, the descendants of those guys still have to make trouble. They are really energetic and determined."

Lan Jing said indifferently: "No matter what our affairs are, the unlucky representative was kidnapped in their star field, not on our land. I read a C-level gift to Xing Tian."

Long Feng nodded: "Just deal with it like this, we don't care about what is happening on our land."

Long Han suddenly stood on a maglev platform and floated over. He flew onto the main console and said with a very ugly face: "Long Feng, Jingjing, you two have lunch quickly... Damn it, go to pick up a visiting group, it's really nothing to do."

Long Feng lightly put down the lunch box in his hand and said, "Marcedes-in-law, what's the matter?"

Long Han said very dissatisfiedly: "Even though we know that the task of our base is so tense on National Day, we don't have enough people on hand, we actually need to draw staff out to receive a so-called excellent youth visiting group, military and civilian party, our fine tradition. Damn, damn, at least fifty people have to be drawn out. Hum, huh, if I force myself to send out the brainless guys from the Demon Dragon Army to receive them, and see if they cause trouble for me."

Long Feng raised his eyebrows and started to eat quickly.

No wonder Long Han was angry. The members of the previous Dragon Army were basically sent out. There were only Long Feng and his group and more than 300 regular members of the previous Dragon Army. Those who were more force-oriented and really couldn't send a suitable candidate to receive them. If it weren't for the lack of people, Long Feng wouldn't have been able to take the position of the main combat officer as soon as he came in. He could have drawn outstanding officers from other troops, but Long Han, who was used to the Dragon Army, was too lazy to use those soft eggs who were slow to react and could not withstand a punch.

Longfeng spent less than two minutes to settle his lunch, wiped his mouth with a napkin, and asked, "Where did people come from?"

Long Han stood in front of the main console with an unpleasant expression, quickly gave more than a dozen orders, and then said slowly: "Well, it seems that it was drawn from the senior high school of several planets in the Orion Star Domain, those people with the best use of their heads. Don't worry about playing with Jingjing, give me some attention. If you have any suitable entry into the military academy, I will bring him in with the military police."

Before he finished speaking, Long Han roared: "Chyou No. 3 attack fleet, ask you to patrol the Tianhuo District. Why are you running to the Thunder Zone of the No. 9 Fleet? Is it too much salary, and I want to deduct a little more?"

On the main screen, a middle-aged colonel saluted quickly and said: "Report to the Marshal that the Chiyou Nine Attack Fleet is monitoring a large transport fleet of the New Japan Empire, urging them to leave the country quickly and ask us to assist in defense and patrol."

Long Han nodded and said with a hunch, "Do you have the transportation fleet that the New Japanese Empire set out two hours ago? Ask them to take a photo of the plan to leave quickly, otherwise, I will detain it for me. It just so happens that the new underground bunker needs coolies and free slaves, I also like it very much..."

Lan Jing was stunned when she heard this and made a playful face at Long Han's back.

Long Feng snorted, grabbed the napkin and stuffed it into Lan Jing's mouth. Lan Jing hummed in a muffled manner, wiped her mouth, threw the napkin and jumped onto the maglev platform when Long Han came.

Long Feng shook his head, floated up, and flew towards the passageway on the opposite wall. Lan Jing was so envious that she was so envious that she was shining with extreme admiration, and directed the maglev platform to chase after her quickly.

At 1:30 pm, twenty maglev buses were parked at the base gate.

Long Feng and Lan Jing brought fifty members of the Dragon Army, and two hundred officers and soldiers greeted them at the door.

At the opening of the car door, there were about 300 teenagers aged 15 or 16, chattering and talking nonstop. More than 30 people who looked like teachers in the team stood casually next to the team.

Long Feng and others lined up at the door, looking indifferently at these young people who were almost the same as sparrows. After about three minutes, the students suddenly realized that their discipline was too poor. They sorted out the queue a little, closed their mouths, and looked at the solemn soldier in front of them.

Long Feng said lightly: "I'll say a few words first, I hope everyone will pay attention to safety. Don't get close to the battleship parking lot at will, don't get close to the base's combat robots, don't enter any unknown passage at will, don't step on the road with red signs on the ground, don't make too much noise, don't touch any button buttons and buttons of unknown uses. When you arrive at the Officer's Club, you can move at will. Before this, please cooperate." He nodded slightly and glanced at the group of teenagers.

Long Feng's heart was shaken a few times. In the team, a naughty short hair danced in the wind, wearing a blue retro denim suit, was shocked to be Long Feng's biological sister Feng Ling.

Long Yu and others standing nearby looked at Long Feng in surprise, and they clearly heard Long Feng's uneven heart rate.

Long Feng shook his head and said coldly: "Now we set out, please be sure to pay attention to safety."

Long Yu was appointed as the commentator along the way, and excitedly carried a miniature loudspeaker to explain everything he saw. The officers and soldiers consciously took over the big bags of things in the hands of the young people.

Long Feng deliberately and naturally approached Feng Ling, while Lan Jing followed him closely.

Aside Feng Ling, a young man who was about the same age as Feng Ling, was nearly 180 cm tall, had a cold and handsome face, and was silly and powerful, and was asking in confusion: "Little sister, why don't uncle go home?"

Feng Ling secretly stretched out one foot and kicked a vigilant combat robot on the side of the road, causing the robot's eyes to flash red. He smiled embarrassedly at Long Feng, then curled his lips and said carelessly: "Ask me, old man, go. Hey, I didn't know there were so many relatives before. However, I heard from my mother that the old man used to get 20 billion yuan from his home and ran away. I guess he has no shame to go home."

The young man shrugged: "This is a problem. The rule of our family must be that the eldest son is in charge of all matters. The grandfathers are too lazy to manage the affairs. The uncle doesn't go home and no one takes over."

Feng Ling said very naturally: "Tsk, that mess is too troublesome. Don't say that I'm an old man, I won't want it even if I give it to me. Hey, I said cousin, I'm happy today, don't talk about these troublesome things."

He turned around and smiled at Long Feng, and suddenly screamed: "Hey, hey, I have seen you before... Think about it, think about it, I must have seen a handsome guy like you, I have seen you that I can't forget."

Long Feng smiled faintly: "Yes, I remember that I seemed to have seen you."

Extending his hand to the young man, Long Feng smiled and said, "Long Feng, the combat officer of A01 base. This time he is responsible for receiving you."

The young man quickly stretched out his hand, held Long Feng's hand heavily and said, "Yang Lingtian, my father is the current acting president of Qinghuo Group. Hello Colonel Long."

Long Feng's heart was shocked, Yang, Yang...

Feng Ling punched Yang Lingtian on the shoulder with dissatisfaction and scolded: "I'm afraid that others don't know what your old man, my second uncle, is it? I sign up for everyone when I see you all day long. Are you upset?"

Yang Lingtian withdrew his hand aggrievedly: "This is a basic etiquette. When registering, you must naturally explain your origin. This is how grandpas and grandpas have taught us since childhood."

Feng Ling whispered: "The etiquette in the world, the old man said, the bandits in the family are too strong, and they still stick to the rules of five hundred years ago. Who is patient? What respect for the elders? If the old man goes back, I will definitely be suffocated to death by those old antiques."

Long Feng said lightly: "Traditional etiquette is still very good, and etiquette cannot be abolished."

Feng Ling looked up in surprise and said, "What? You are not old and an officer, why do you still pay attention to these things? It's strange, weird, no wonder you two are so intimate when they meet." He glared at Yang Lingtian fiercely.

Long Feng and Yang Lingtian looked at each other and smiled at each other. A feeling of inexplicable warmth suddenly surged into the hearts of both of them at the same time. Long Feng suddenly realized in his heart, no wonder the aura emitted by Yang Lingtian was so evil and full of murderous aura... Why is it still good for the Yang family to practice such internal skills? It is not consistent with the common sense taught to him by Long Ao? Especially, Feng Qingyang is...

Long Feng felt a little confused, but he suddenly realized that no matter what kind of person his father was, anyway, wouldn’t it be better if he had a few more family members? The good control of long-term training instantly calmed Long Feng’s mentality.

The alarm suddenly sounded loudly in the base, and Xing Tian, ​​the main controller computer, shouted wildly: "All members should pay attention, return to their posts, Colonel Longfeng, go back to the control center immediately... The reception task of the visiting delegation will be carried out normally. Please don't panic, it is normal."

After patting Feng Ling's head, Long Feng and the other fifty members of the Dragon Army disappeared instantly. The students including Feng Ling exclaimed, and Yang Lingtian smiled: "No, good, I really have to work hard. Among them, there are more than half of them who are better than me, but, I really don't like it..." He whispered three vague words: "Demonic energy."

The poor Lan Jing had no choice but to catch a traffic car, jumped up and roared. At this time, three thousand warships had broken through the clouds, which was all the reserve force left at the A01 base.

Long Feng jumped directly to the control center, and the energy flow on his body made the screen of the entire control center flash for a while.

Long Han smiled sinisterly and said, "I'll let the above do these military and civilian parties again. There's just a situation, so it's good to scare these children."

Long Feng pursed his lips and didn't say anything.

Long Han pointed to the main screen and said, "Look, I'm going to have trouble."

A small standardized spacecraft with the huge logo of the Bald Eagle of the American Republic appeared on the screen. Long Feng frowned: "United Nations Standard General Public Service Spaceship. The unlucky permanent ambassador who was kidnapped?"

Long Han nodded indifferently and said lightly: "I have read the information about the kidnapped ambassador. A madman who crazyly advocated the realization of world integration by the American Republic, the superiors told us to see how to deal with it. Several bigwigs all pretended to meet representatives from all walks of life and had no time to ask about this matter in person. Now, I have two plans."

Long Feng said softly: "Let's talk about the Marshal's plan. Although this person is not very good, if he enters our airspace, it will be troublesome."

Long Han simply said: "The first plan is to use orbital cannons to kill the spaceship before he enters our airspace. The second plan is to enter our airspace and shoot the attack fleet to kill the spaceship. We also save trouble, and the people in the United States also save trouble. The best of both worlds."

Long Feng smiled: "The Marshal's plan is not that simple, right?"
To be continued...