Jiang Pengji felt groggy and groggy, like rootless duckweed floating between the open sea.

Liu Xi's body is an ordinary person after all, and when he reaches age, he will be decrepit and powerless, which Jiang Pengji can't resist.

It seemed that Jiang Yan's crying voice could be heard in his ears, and there were hundreds of officials chanting sincerely or falsely.

That's it—

Confused, Jiang Pengji only felt infinite regret in her heart, and let the darkness engulf her consciousness.

I don't know how long it took, she felt a sense of crisis in her heart, and subconsciously jumped away from the attack, and she was surprised by her agility.

"Jiang Xiaojiu, your skills have regressed more than a little or two. ”

Who is it?

There was a strange woman's smiling voice in her ears, and Jiang Pengji finally stabilized her figure.

It's so dazzling -

The surrounding light was unusually bright and white, which made Jiang Pengji, who was used to darkness, extremely uncomfortable, and even shed physiological tears.

"Who are you?"

Jiang Pengji blurted out, subconsciously using an interstellar native language that she hadn't used for many years.

The woman was surprised, and there was a thorn in her words, "Tut, it's just a one-time injury, and you even forgot your old boss?"

Old boss?

Jiang Xiaojiu?

Two strange and familiar words are put together, as if two words are combined into one, opening up memories that have been dusty for many years.

It took her a moment to adjust to the light around her, and she was stunned to find herself in the Federal Military District Medical Facility.

He raised his hand and looked at his arm, which was also wearing a blue and white hospital gown from the medical center.

What's going on?

She blinked quickly, barely reacting until someone appeared in front of her.

Seeing the other party's face clearly, Jiang Pengji subconsciously straightened her waist and gave a federal military salute, "See the chief!"

The other party stood in front of her, squinting slightly, and looking at her face with scrutinizing eyes.

"Mental swings are fine. The other party said leisurely, "Otherwise, based on your performance, I doubt that you have been maliciously invaded by someone." Seriously injured and regained a life, you have been in a coma for three months. If they don't wake up, the Seventh Army will be parachuted in. ”

The Human Federation is not in harmony either, and there is a power struggle between the various legions.

Jiang Pengji is from her department, if she can't wake up, who knows if an outsider will be parachuted in to take over the Seventh Legion?

At that time, even if Jiang Pengji has the hope of waking up, I am afraid that she will not be able to wake up.

Because there are far more people who don't want her to wake up than there are people who want her to wake up.

Receiving the news that Jiang Pengji was seriously injured and in a coma, the woman could only hurriedly interrupt her vacation and temporarily take over the Seventh Legion.

"It's hard work, old chief. ”

Jiang Pengji pressed her forehead with one hand, and the memory in her mind made her unable to distinguish between reality and dream.

That life was thirty or forty years long, and it was worth the previous years.

After many years of absence, Jiang Pengji could only dig out shallow memories and recognize the woman in front of her as her old boss.

As for more ...... She also needed time to dig deep into her memories.

"It's not hard, it's not hard, you took sick leave earlier and came back to preside over the overall situation. The woman leaned on the hospital bed with her hands on her chest, and she half-squinted and said, "You have been careful lately, the federal marshal election is approaching, and there are many people who are troublesome to you." ”

"Marshal election?"

Jiang Pengji was stunned for a moment, is there such a thing?

Wait—it seems like there's such a thing.

The old chief in front of him retired from the Seventh Legion, originally to enter the House to seek a vacant position, but who knew that the old marshal had a genetic disease and would not live long. For the sake of the political stability of the human federation, an election for marshal had to be held on an ad hoc basis, and the old chief was also on the list.

Jiang Pengji, as her successor, naturally belongs to her line.

Because Jiang Pengji is still in her prime, she holds military power, and she has a lot of weight for the woman in front of her to run for marshal.

As long as the dust does not settle on the marshal election, the battle with the undercurrent will not come to an end.

After sorting out the relevant memories, Jiang Pengji said, "Don't worry, the old chief, I will recover as soon as possible and take office again." ”

Her attitude was too obedient, which aroused the suspicion of the woman.

You must know that Jiang Pengji has always been a thorn, and the woman still carried the pressure to recommend Jiang Pengji vigorously, so she was pushed to the position of the commander of the Seventh Legion. Even so, Jiang Pengji has not relented, and she is also indifferent to her, the old chief.

What's going on today?

"It's good that you know. The woman shook her head, her tone softened a little, "Now that you've woken up, there's less pressure on us." There is no hurry to return to the post, first exercise your skills well, so as not to be assassinated and don't know how to die. ”

Jiang Pengji felt that her skills had improved, but in the eyes of outsiders, she had regressed.

With such a weak skill, it is not surprising to be assassinated on the street.

The old chief helped Jiang Pengji stabilize the Seventh Legion and bought her time to adapt to the change.

By the time Jiang Pengji fully recovered to her peak state, more than a month had passed.

When she was discharged from the hospital and returned to the legion, she had only left for half a year.

For long-lived interstellar humans, half a year is no different from more than ten days.

However, Jiang Pengji's change stunned all the officers of the Seventh Legion.

Have you ever seen a corps commander who quietly corrected papers?

In the past, I couldn't find anyone to sign at all, and whether people signed or not depended on the mood.

Have you ever seen a legion commander who speaks calmly and without thorns?

In the past, subordinates hid when they saw her, for fear that the bad things they did would be exposed and spread out by the other party to become a talking point.

Have you ever seen a mild, tolerant, and majestic Legion Commander?

In the past, subordinates saw her like a mouse saw a cat.

What happened to make their heads change so much?

"Could it be that you are in love?"

This speculation spread far and wide, and even reached Jiang Pengji's ears.

Jiang Pengji smiled, "Although the news is untrue, it is ...... It's not for nothing. ”

The general election of the marshal is in full swing, and the situation within the federation is becoming more and more serious.

Jiang Pengji was also too busy to have time to think, like a spinning top.

By the time the general election came to an end, more than half a year had passed, and the federal military department had a major purge.

Thankfully, the old boss passed the test smoothly.

Otherwise, based on the voice of the old boss in the general election, the new marshal will not be able to spare the officers of the old boss's department after taking office.

……

"These days, it's like a dream......"

Jiang Pengji blinked, looked at the old boss in a marshal's uniform, and sighed tiredly.

The old boss smiled, "Aren't you dreaming?" ”

Jiang Pengji was stunned for a moment, and the other party said, "You know why your immediate boss handed over the Seventh Army to you back then, in order to retire, how could she participate in the marshal election? This dream is full of flaws, I didn't expect you to be willing to stay for so long." ”

Jiang Pengji looked at the other party's eyes, and her lazy expression became boring.

"And what is this?"

"The old boss" laughed, "This is probably your subconscious hope before you die, hoping that everything will be perfect." ”

"What about me?"

"Dead. You still have a chance, but it's a gamble. If you win, you can be full, and if you lose, you will have nothing. ”

"How to bet?"

"Turning the tables around is equivalent to giving you a chance to resurrect. Your memories will be sealed, though. It's all back to square one. ”

……

"Okay, I'll bet!"